Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Landru, he will hear.
Your analysis seems logical.
No.
Landru seeks tranquillity.
This is merely a hollow tube, captain.
Very, very dangerous.
I am Landru.
This is a soulless society, captain.
If we try to warp out, or even move on impulse engines,
Come.
It is true then.
It's no use, Mr. Sulu. Look, there's one of them.
Fire.
They have no guidance, possibly for the first time in their lives.
Sociologist Lindstrom is remaining behind with a party of experts
Message for your dear leader Your (every) statement is irrelevant
Can I help you, friend?
- No. - Spock, call the Enterprise.
His condition requires I beam down with an additional search detail.
A bunch of Stone-Age characters running around in robes.
Good of the Body, captain.
Captain, our prime directive of non-interference.
Not of the Body.
Yes, Lindstrom.
Oh, doc.
It has no spirit, no spark.
Can I turn them away?
Yes, and we never got it.
Landru!
How's Mr. Sulu?
What if we are?
Help me! Help me! Help me! Help me!
We have no plans to attend the Festival, sir.
- Oh, is that what it was? - Sound waves.
was sent to the planet below.
and Mr. O'Neil.
I am Landru.
You attack the Body.
Reger.
You said you wanted us to help you?
Blessed be the Body,
Landru.
...their routine is disrupted.
Then you are not of the Body.
- we'll need your help. - Captain.
Very strong. We're being probed, in this direction.
You'll be safe there. But we must hurry.
What about Landru? Who is he?
I am Landrew…. And I’m soft….
No mechanism.
The valley has different ways.
- Who? - Lieutenant O'Neil. Where is he?
is now being commanded by Engineering Officer Scott.
Fascinating.