Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Scotty. - I can't change the laws of physics.
- You feeling all right? - Get off me.
Now I know why...
Go to alert Baker Two. Seal off main sections.
- You rang, sir? - Who's this?
You know what Joe's mistake was?
You keep wondering, and you keep signing on.
if man was meant to be out here.
Orbit steady now, sir.
I can't change the laws of physics.
Scotty.
Covidiots
We're polluting it, destroying it.
Thanks, Obama. Now that's what I like!
- Kirk. Affirmative. - All station personnel are dead.
- Tell McCoy I'll be there when I can. - Yes, sir.
- He keeps switching channels on me. - See if you can help Dr. McCoy.
- Warp us out of here. - No response from engines, sir.
Space still contains infinite unknowns.
I've watched them fade away and die
Planet continuing to shrink in mass.
Would you?
- The other four are back there. - Dead?
Look, can you keep this beast level?
- That's a supposition, not a fact. - Well, that may be. It may be.
- Captain here. - Spock and Tormolen aboard, sir.
An Earth woman, living on a planet where love,
We'll be warping out of orbit within a half-second of getting your command.
Mr. Spock.
Oh, I love you.
Call me when you've cut through. I'll wanna be there. Kirk out.
- What are you doing, Joe? - Hey, Joey, put the knife down.
I would've gotten here sooner, but Crewman Moody...
If he was supposed to be out in space, he wouldn't need air to breathe.
- Relative gravity increasing, sir. - Compensate, Mr. Riley.
Destroying and watching...
Pretty lady.
Harrison, where's my report?
Time warp.
Rate of compaction seems constant.
A change in mass also, sir.
I'll take you home again, Kathleen
- Well... - He died, didn't he?
And now, attention, cooks. This is your captain speaking.
It doesn't matter. The way we came.