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Continue evasive manoeuvres.

Transmission has been cut off.

Which neither retreats nor grows nearer.

I must make further repairs on the transfer coil. It's giving out again.

The treaty has been unbroken since that time.

Could've been much, much worse, captain.

Leave any bigotry in your quarters. There's no room for it on the bridge.

Kirk here. We're minutes away, Hansen. What's your status?

These are the voyages of the starship Enterprise.

Phaser weapons energized, set for proximity blast.

Maybe we can pull them back to our side of the Neutral Zone.

- Acknowledged, sir. - Cancel battle stations.

Traverse pattern. All phasers fire.

Go ahead, Mr. Stiles. I called this session for opinions.

I am capable of no other feelings in such matters.

It leaves a visible trail.

We'll swing around the other side and catch him at that moment.

Happy wedding day. Almost.

Memories of a war over a century ago?

If we are the strong, is this not the signal for war?

They must become visible in order to launch it.

- Nothing, sir. - Repeat it.

Prepare to attack. All hands battle stations.

Why don't we fire, commander?

We'll enter the Neutral Zone in less than an hour, sir.

I had no idea that history was your speciality.

Mr. Spock, he pulled me out of the Phaser Room.

Invisibility is theoretically possible, captain.

You run away from them, and you guarantee war.

A comet, magnitude 7, dead ahead.

Listen carefully. Science officer.

Quarter-hour reports on our position and status.

- Phaser one, fire. - Phaser one, fire.

We've lost them, captain.

This is Commander Hansen.

There would be no doubt they broke the treaty.

Outpost 4 reported under attack, sir.

That of uniting two people in the bonds of matrimony.

Your carelessness might have ended this glorious mission.

Damage reports, Mr. Stiles.