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Still no sign of movement.
All decks, Condition Red.
and no responsibility.
I have you on my screen now. Switching to visual.
Picking up communication, sir.
If you refuse, permit me the glory of the kill, commander.
Now show our position.
Navigation?
Bring it to the Briefing Room. Are you ready, gentlemen?
- Phaser two, fire. - Phaser two, fire.
My command post here.
Our chance, gentlemen.
Fire!
- What's our position? - Course unchanged, sir.
Tomlinson, the boy who was gonna get married this morning.
...I remind you of your duty.
...they may not be able to see us.
Forgive me, my old friend...
Nor was there even ship-to-ship visual communication.
- Position of the intruder, Mr. Spock. - Disappeared.
Make a challenge. Warn that ship off.
No reaction on our motion sensors,
Not accurate, but if we blanket them, we...
Our gift to the homeland, another war.
Yes, captain. Then Outpost 3 an hour later.
...put this star sector on our screen.
which allowed no quarter, no captives.
I could've called you "friend."
Death and more death.
But Specialist Tomlinson is manning it alone.
We know Outpost 4 has been attacked, sir,
The body of the Centurion too.
At last, the screen is clear, commander.
....AND A BODY, CAPTAIN.
Behold a marvel in the darkness.
to avoid interspace war,