When ever a Star Trek series needs a new ship set but doesn’t have the money for a new ship set, they go across the lot and ask very nicely.
The Federation Council has instructed the 9th fleet to cordon off the area as the ever expanding mass of liquid begins to threaten local star systems…
Say what you will about “Wolf in the Fold”, but this is TOS’s most Street Fighter/Mortal Kombat moment.
Your gagh is barely moving, do you complain to the chef or humbly eat it because you’re afraid of him?
Determining whether or not I like a Trek series is easy: The crew must be made of people whom I genuinely look up to, and could proudly serve in Starfleet with. Including the Captain.