Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What about Spock?
Uh, yes, sir.
Aye. She's got her second wind.
YOU KLINGON BASTARD, YOU'VE KILLED MY SON
Spare me your human platitudes.
Okay.
Rapid aging. All genetic functions highly accelerated. - what about his mind?
When I see my kids open the drawers after I just organized
What the hell is going on down there?
Repeat and augment.
Please excuse us.
Yes, genesis! How can you be deaf with ears like that?
☑️ Remember
Money I name.
for God sakes, talk to me.
Oh, hum.
They say it's exhaustion.
Perfect, then that's the way it shall be!
Steady as she goes.
Zero.
He's with the prisoner.
BECAUSE CHEWS WISH IT!
Klingon bird of prey, sir. She's arming torpedoes.
What you had to do. What you always do.
But why?
All right, damn you.
[Spock] Space, the final frontier.
Yes.
If you do not surrender immediately,
how is he?
Keep up this emotional behavior,
Stand by, umbilical
What did you see?
Animal!
Aaahhh!
and prosper.
tell Kirk...
that I never thought I'd ever hear myself say.
SOY-FACED FAGGOT!
out of danger?
The hell it has. What's that?
To the transport room.
Form a boarding party armed heavily.
Keep trying, Chekov...
Until the Federation Council makes policy,
I hear you.
That's not your usual poison.
Red alert, Mr. Scott.
Kirk...
McCoy!
and we'll talk.
THE DEATH OF WALKER IS LIKE AN OPEN WOUND.
dominate.
On the planet below,
Yes, I was.
Sir...
Nice of you to tell me in advance.
I didn't ever expect to be the DD you know...
Best speed to Vulcan.
Now entering Genesis sector.
I've got no control.
as developed by Doctors Carol and David Marcus.
But why?
Range, 5,000 kellicams.
Are streakers a thing?
Computer, Commander Montgomery Scott, chief engineering officer.
the needs of the few.
Nothing, as before.
Help me.
There.
Shall I alert Dr. McCoy?
This is where the fun begins, Saavik
Climb the steps of Mount Seleya.
Jim, your life and your career
Kelly bird of prey, sir. She's arming torpedoes.
...TELL KIRK...
This landing is Captain's discretion,
The Genesis experiment is a failure.
He's not himself, but he lives.
You will find a way, Kirk.
is difficult.
A CHIMPANZEE and TWO TRAINEERS COULD RUN HER
My lord, the ship appears to be deserted.
Lieutenant Saavik and my son David
Are streakers a thing, sir?
Then I hope pain is something you enjoy.
Remember.
No reply, Chekov.
I'm waiting for you.