Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Doc, will you let me out of here? I'm all right.

- Captain. - What is it?

I'll take you home again, Janeen

Almost ready, sir.

Take D'Artagnan here to Sickbay.

TUBBS WAS CONFUSED, SELF-TORTURED.

The only way to get that door open

Not Joe's kind. That kind of man doesn't give up.

DOESN'T SOUND LIKE THE SCUM I KNOW.

He's cut off the alert channels.

due to friction with planet atmosphere.

And now Sulu, who is at heart a swashbuckler out of your 18th century.

So far, there's nothing unusual in his bloodstream.

Its five-year mission:

Unless you people on the bridge start taking showers with your clothes on,

It's beginning. Unusually rapid shifts.

Engine room, we need power!

I'll hold you to that half-second, Scotty.

Sorry, neither.

Attention: Engine room on standby alert.

- Present condition of Psi 2000? - Gravity pull increasing.

- I'll take you home again, Janeen - Spock!

You either leave this bois bloodied

Magnetic pull compensated for. Orbit steady.

Stand by to close.

You can't afford a safety factor.

Where is Dr. McCoy?

Sealed off, if we can minimise the spread of whatever this is.

Your pulse is 242.

In a critical orbit, there's no time for surprise.

I can't change the laws of physics

Ship out of control, spiralling down towards planet Psi 2000.

Forcing us to spiral down to maintain the same distance from it.

Leave men and women stuck out on freezing planets until they die.

It'll take at least two or three of them to get the engines up to power.

What's going on?

Raise antimatter 840 degrees.

I've set the jumpers up there. Stand by till I give you a signal.

- Mr. Spock? - All scanning stations manned,

- You better get some rest. - Yes, sir.

Don't tell me that again, science officer! It's a theory. It's possible.

HIS CAPACITY FOR FAGOOS HAS ALWAYS BEEN RATHER LOW.