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- And you, Mr. Stiles? - I'm alive, sir.

with proof of the earthmen's weakness. And we will have proof.

“One big happy fleet…!” He reads the thoughts in my brain.

Outpost 4 reported under attack, sir.

You are reduced two steps in rank. Return to post.

Your carelessness might have ended this glorious mission.

Two commanders, several junior officers.

It must have a range limit.

- Coming at us fast. - Lock us on to your screen.

You'll know, sir. They're painted like a giant bird of prey.

energize. Acknowledge.

Outposts 2, 3 and 8 are gone.

Call battle stations, Mr. Sulu.

...I remind you of your duty.

If they hit us again with our deflector shield gone...

Obviously their weaponry is superior to ours,

I must make further repairs on the transfer coil. It's giving out again.

Five, four, three,

Leave any bigotry in your quarters there’s no room for it on the bridge

Battle stations. Battle stations. All decks acknowledge.

And in all of that...

Death and more death.

all shipmasters have had one happy privilege.

Sit down, mister.

Amen to that. You're taking a big gamble, Jim.