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...but on my order.
Based on what?
there's a mathematical probability of 3 million Earth-type planets.
He's a sorcerer, that one. He reads the thoughts in my brain.
- Tie us in. - Tied in, sir.
- At the last moment, he must... - Must have guessed our move.
all shipmasters have had one happy privilege.
You'll know, sir. They're painted like a giant bird of prey.
Obviously their weaponry is superior to ours,
They want war, we furnish the provocation.
He tries to make us waste energy.
Which turns as we turn.
Centurion is dead.
Full ahead, Mr. Sulu, maximum warp.
End run, gentlemen.
They'll be back, not just one ship but with everything they've got.
- Could be the intruder. - Go to full magnification.
and when he attacks, we will destroy him.
between planets Romulus and Remus and the rest of the galaxy
Perhaps necessary when they use their weapon.
a line of Earth outpost stations.
From the outpost's protective shield.
His heading is now 111...
- You all right, Mr. Spock? - Very well. Thank you, captain.
so if we intercept the Romulans now...
Millions and millions of lives hanging on what this vessel does next.
Glorious. Glorious!
Outpost 2 was the first to go silent, lieutenant?
This is the hardest substance known to our science.
Ten seconds to impact.
Interesting how they became visible for just a moment.
Then message terminates.
Fire! Stiles, can you hear me? Fire!
- All decks, alert! - Kirk here.
Mainly radiation burns, mostly from the ship's outer areas.
Verified, captain.
- Can you see? - Affirmative. You're visual, Hansen.
Like you, I am too well-trained in my duty to permit it.
to seek out new life and new civilizations,
There's a call for you from the bridge.
Divert all power to weapons.