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Savage, even by Earth standards.

Something visual ahead, captain. At extreme range.

divert all power to cogito

Now motionless for nine hours, 47 minutes.

entry into which, by either side,

I can't understand it.

There was a Captain Stiles in the space service then.

- I made a tape of it, sir. - Very well.

- Do you read me, Enterprise? - Confirm what hit you, Hansen.

Steady on 111, mark 14.

The Romulans have crossed the Neutral Zone,

On my responsibility...

Phaser Control acknowledging. All weapons energizing to full.

Don't forget it.

Contact remaining outposts, have them signal us any sightings

...customer, Jim.

- How many men did we lose, Bones? - Only one.

Energize main phasers, Mr. Stiles.

He has estimated we have only enough...

Let's get him, Mr. Sulu.

The Earth ship again.

All right, Mr. Spock. Work quietly.

Back on their original course, captain. Toward the Neutral Zone.

- Report, Mr. Spock. - Nuclear device of some kind, sir.

Negative. You and Mr. Sulu will match course and speed

with primitive atomic weapons and in primitive space vessels,

Unknown weapon. Completely destroyed,

Outpost 4, now five minutes away, sir.

Not a vessel, a trick.

Are you continuing to broadcast tactical reports?

Plot his exact point of entry, Mr. Stiles.

this conflict was fought, by our standards today,

All weapons batteries ready.

established by treaty after the Earth-Romulan Conflict

Ahead, sir, maximum.

Stiles, can you hear me? Fire!

No, it is not our way.