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- Mr. Scott. - Seven, six,

Status? Tell me what’s going on with yourself

Kirk to Enterprise. Come in.

beyond a certain radius. We'll maintain a discreet distance

This machine seems to have a programmed defensive sphere.

Captain, the two innermost planets of this system appear to be intact.

- It's gaining on us, sir. - Take evasive action, Mr. Sulu.

The impulse engines are still in fair shape. I might coax them.

The drop in power is definite, captain, but negligible.

- On audio, lieutenant. - Enterprise. Enterprise, come in.

within 60 seconds, we never will.

he gave his life in an attempt to save others.

- You went in to investigate. - We saw it

Any energy source entering that field is subject to attack.

Every solar system in this sector blasted to rubble,

Scanners show the same evidence of destruction.

I've hooked in ship's communication. The best I can give you on impulse

Full ahead, Mr. Scott.

I want you to rig a 30-second-delay detonation device.

Sir, I'm picking up a ship's disaster beacon.

That thing must get destroyed. That thing must get destroyed.

No. No, I don't intend to die, Mr. Spock.

I made a mistake then.

So you're the lunatic who's responsible for almost destroying my ship?

Jim, give him a minute. He's in a state of shock.

What the devil's going on?

- Give me Spock. - I told you,

PURE NITROGEN ABSOUTLEY PURE

Nothing. I assumed command according to regulations.

before the Constellation's impulse engines blow.

- Not the worst way to go. - Indeed, captain.

Aye. The shape the thing's in, it's hard to keep it from blowing.

Deflector Shields at full power They can't take much more of this

Hard about, helmsman. Course: 32 degrees, mark 10.

Washburn, go down to Engineering, assist Mr. Scott.

but we are only one ship. Our deflector shields are strained.

Nonetheless, captain, sensors show nothing but debris

- Aye, sir. - We tried to contact Starfleet.