Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Run through file photos of the crewmen in engineering.
Dead, Jim.
Its five-year mission--
[ Woman Screaming ]
Nancy will take care of everything.
Check.
What is it?
Lieutenant, my demonstration of concern...
We'll complete your examinations tomorrow.
Enterprise, from Kirk. Enterprise, from Kirk.
I was circling to find whatever it was.
We're all aware of the need for salt...
Complete analysis
arrange quarters for Professor and Mrs. Crater.
The way the chameleon uses...
and they will call if they need assistance.
And let Plum examine me all alone?
Bridge to dispensary.
I'll double-check the tests.
by using its natural ability to take other forms.
Lord, forgive me.
You need to rest.
What you want is unimportant.
Kirk here.
It hit me.
Stop it! Stop it, Spock!
We were unaware each member of the landing party...
Complete analysis.
Wait a minute. I'll walk along.
My instruments would have picked up any trace.
the professor will give us the truth.
He's not talking today.
Hey, Janice, is that for me?
Aah!
Intruder alert.
My husband?
You remember.
But he won't die without them.
Nancy!
Well?
Come on. Come and get it.
Captain's log, Stardate 1513.4.
She said she saw him eat the plant.
You rushed us down 10 minutes early.
Made fairly heavy shipments out, of artifacts and reports.
I've got salt! Smell it!
She married Crater, and for all I know she's forgotten me.
Stop it! Stop it, Spock! Stop it! Stop it, Spock!
I wonder why Jim didn't tell me...
About the strange mottling on his facial skin...
Yes, sir.
On my way, sir.
Open your mouth.
What you will get is required by the book.
perhaps with some hypnotic or paralyzing power.
Perhaps I can help. Fill me in.
Well, come in. come in.
There doesn't seem to be anybody around.