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