Our scanner survey was correct.
There it is --
Pure tritanium.
Fantastic.
20 times as hard as diamond.
21.4 times as hard, to be exact.
[Beep Beep]
Scotty, you can mark this vein as confirmed.
Inform Starfleet I recommend
that they dispatch a survey vessel immediately.
[Scotty] Acknowledged, Captain.
They'll send one fast enough for this rich a find.
We won't be able to break it, Captain.
I'll phaser off a specimen.
Let's see.
[Sniff Sniff]
Do you smell that?
[Sniff Sniff]
A sweet odor like honey.
It was years ago ...
on another planet ...
a thing with a ...
an odor like that.
We're in the growing season
in this hemisphere of this planet.
There are many pollen aromas.
Rizzo.
Yes, sir?
Take your men.
Make a swing around our perimeter.
Scan for dikironium in the atmosphere.
Set your phasers on disrupter-B.
If you see any gaseous cloud, fire immediately.
You're on red alert.
Make a sweep.
[Beep Beep]
[Scotty] Readyto beam backaboard?
Negative. We're checking something out.
The U.S.S. Yorktown is expecting
to rendezvous with us in less than eight hours.
Acknowledged.
Continue standing by. Kirk out.
Captain, dikironium exists only in laboratory experiments.
It's gone.
I could have been wrong.
The last time I caught an odor like that ...
was 11 years ago.
Seemed to read dikironium for a minute,
and then I lost it.
It's almost like something out there knows I'm scanning it.
It's kind of--
Keeps changing itself into something different.
That isn't possible.
Nothing can do that.
[Choking]
[Beep Beep]
Captain.
Kirk here.
Captain ...
there's a strange cloud.
Cloud, cloud.
Fire into it immediately.
[Choking]
Help.
Spock.
Dead ...
and you'll find every red corpuscle
gone from their body.
Rizzo's alive ... barely.
Kirk to Enterprise.
Scotty, lock in on us.
Medical emergency.
You think you know what it was?
Something that can't possibly exist ...
but it does.
Space -- the final frontier.
These are the voyages of the starship Enterprise.
Its five-year mission --
To explore strange new worlds,
to seek out new life and new civilizations,
to boldly go where no man has gone before.
Captain 's log, stardate 3619.2.
With the mysterious death of two crewmen,
all personnel on the planet
have been evacuated back to the ship.
Autopsy report, Doctor.
How's Ensign Rizzo?
Still unconscious, sir.
Transfusions?
Continuing as rapidly as possible.
His blood count's still 60% less than normal.
Kirk to bridge.
Spock here.
Ready to leave orbit, Captain.
Hold your position.
The U.S.S. Yorktown is expecting to rendezvous with us
in less than seven hours.
Inform them that we might be a little late.
The Yorktown 's ship surgeon will want to know how late.
Those vaccines he's transferring to us are highly perishable.
Spock again, Captain.
Those medical supplies are badly needed on Theta 7.
They're expecting us to get them there on time.
Gentlemen, we are remaining in orbit
until I find out more about those deaths, on my responsibility.
I am perfectly aware that it might cost lives on Theta 7.
Kirk out.
Autopsy report?
You saw their color.
There wasn't a red corpuscle left in their bodies.
Marks, cuts, incisions of any kind?
Not a one.
What happened is medically impossible.
I suggest you look at the record tapes
of past similar occurrences.
You'll find the U.S.S. Farragut
lists casualties 11 years ago
from exactly the same impossible causes.
Thank you, Captain.
I'll check those tapes immediately.
First ...
can you bring Ensign Rizzo to consciousness for a moment?
Yes, but --
Will it hurt him?
In his present condition,
I don't think it would make much difference.
Then do so.
Transfusion completed, sir.
His pulse and respiration
are still far below normal.
Give him one cc of cordazine.
Yes, sir.
Rizzo ...
this is the captain.
Can you hear me?
Do you remember what happened to you?
R-r-remember ...
I'm cold.
I'm so cold.
You were attacked by something.
When it happened ...
did you notice ...
an odor of any kind?
Rizzo.
Rizzo!
Do you remember a sickly sweet odor?
Did you smell it?
Yes.
Yes.
A smell ...
a strange smell. It was like ...
like -- like being smothered ...
in honey.
Did you feel ...
a presence, an intelligence?
It was -- it was trying
to draw strength from us.
I felt it.
It was ...
it was ... th ... th ...
it was there.
He's beginning to sleep again.
I can't risk another shot.
He's already told me what I wanted to know.
I wouldn't depend too much what he says in that half-conscious state.
He could be dreaming,
saying what he thought you wanted to hear.
Check those record tapes.
I want your medical analysis as quickly as possible.
What's with the captain?
I've never seen him like that before.
I intend to find out.
I'll be in the medical record library.
Oh, Captain.
Subspace message from Starfleet. They're inquiring --
Not now.
Have the security duty officer report to me.
Aye, sir.
Spock?
Continuing scanning.
Still no readings of life forms on the planet.
Let's assume that it's something so completely different
that our sensors wouldn't identify it as a life form.
You mentioned dikironium, Captain.
Suppose it was composed of that rare element ...
strange, gaseous creature?
I've scanned for that element.
There's no trace of dikironium
on the planet surface or in the atmosphere.
Suppose it camouflaged itself?
Let's assume that it's intelligent,
that it knows we're looking for it.
To hide from a sensor scan,
it would have to be able to change its molecular structure,
Iike gold changing itself to lead
or wood changing itself to ivory.
You've just suggested something ...
that never occurred to me.
It may provide some answers to a tape record
which I think you'll find
Dr. McCoy is looking at this very moment.
Chekov, take over on scanner.
Ensign Garrovick reporting, sir.
Are you the new security officer?
Yes, sir.
Was your father --
Yes, sir, but I don't expect any special treatment
on that account.
You'll get none aboard this ship.
Yes, sir.
Captain, I have a report on Ensign Rizzo.
He's dead.
You knew Rizzo?
Yes, sir. We were good friends,
graduated the academy together.
You'll get a crack at what killed him. Interested?
Yes, I am, sir.
I want four men armed with phaser twos set for disrupter effect.
You'll accompany me to the planet.
Yes, sir.
Reading is changing, sir.
Spock was right.
Notice the molecular shift?
Dikironium reading now, sir.
Bearing -- 94 mark 7,
angle of elevation -- 6 degrees. Holding steady.
Over that rise.
Take two men, circle around to the left.
I'll take the other two
and go the other way.
That creature is dangerous.
If you see it, fire full phasers.
Yes, sir.
Swensen, Bardoli ...
come with me.
A phaser!
Come on!
Garrovick, did you ...
Captain 's log, stardate 3619. 6.
One of the men in critical condition.
The other is dead,
and I ...
I am now even more convinced
that this isnot only an intelligent creature,
but thesame which decimatedthe crew
of the U.S.S. Farragut 11 years ago
in another part of the galaxy.
Both Spock and McCoy
are doubtful of this,
and I sense they also doubt my decision
to stay and fight the thing.
Why am I keeping the ship here?
Mr. Garrovick, we've studied your report. Mr. Spock, begin.
What was the size
of the thing you saw?
I'd say it measured from, uh ...
10 to 60 cubic meters, sir.
It varied in size,
fluctuated as it moved.
Composition?
It was like a -- a ...
gaseous cloud.
Parts of it I could see through.
Other parts were more dense.
Ensign, did you sense any intelligence in this gaseous cloud?
Did I what, sir?
Did you get any subconscious impressions
that this was a creature --
a living, thinking thing,
rather than just a strange cloud of chemical elements?
No, sir.
But you didn't come to contact with it?
No, sir.
I was furthest away from it,
but it seemed to come out of now here, hovered for a moment,
then moved toward my men. It was incredibly fast.
Did you say it hovered?
- Yes, sir. - You did fire at it?
Yes, sir.
What distance were you from it?
About 20 yards, sir.
You fired at a large, hovering target
at that distance and missed?
Yes.
Uh, well, I didn't fire while it was hovering, sir.
You mean you froze?
No, sir.
I didn't exactly freeze.
What exactly were you doing?
Well, I was startled ...
for a second.
And then ...
by the time I fired, it was already moving.
Do you have any further information?
No, sir.
Gentlemen, any further questions?
I, uh ...
I only hesitated for a moment, sir.
I'm sorry.
Ensign, you're relieved of all duties
and confined to quarters until further notice.
Yes, sir.
You were a little hard on the boy.
He froze.
One man was killed.
Another may die.
Captain, scientifically --
You'll both be filing reports.
Make your comments and recommendations then.
Captain, I cleaned the radioactive disposal vent
on number two engine,
but we'll be ready to leave orbit in a half hour.
We're not leaving orbit, not that quickly.
York town requesting information on how soon
we expect to rendezvous with them.
Thank you.
The medicine for Theta 7
is needed desperately and has limited --
I'm aware of the situation,
and I'm getting a little tired of my senior officers
conspiring against me.
Forgive me.
Perhaps I shouldn't have used the word conspire.
Agreed, sir.
Scanner readings?
Nothing, sir. Continuing to scan.
Are you aware it can change its molecular structure?
Yes, sir.
Are you scanning for any unusual movement?
Yes, sir.
Any type of gaseous cloud?
We've run a full scanner probe twice.
Then run it 20 times
if that's what it takes!
I hope I'm not disturbing you, Doctor.
Interrupting another autopsy report
is no disturbance, it's a relief.
I need your advice.
Then I need a drink.
I do not understand your reasoning.
You need advice from me?
You must be kidding.
I do not joke, Doctor.
Perhaps I should rephrase my statement.
I require an opinion.
There are many aspects of human irrationality
I do not yet comprehend ...
obsession, for one.
The persistent, single-minded fixation on one idea.
Jim and his creature?
Precisely.
Have you studied the incident
involving the U.S.S. Farragut?
No. With all these deaths and injuries,
I've only had a chance to scan the tapes.
There are 8 or 10 hours of tape there.
Fortunately, I read somewhat faster.
In brief, Doctor, nearly halfthe crew
and the captain were annihilated.
The captain's name was Garrovick.
The same as our ensign?
His father.
Among the survivors was a young officer
on his first deep-space assignment --
James T. Kirk.
And there is still more.
I suggest you study this.
Personal log, stardate 3620. 7.
Have I the right to jeopardize my crew, my ship
for a feeling I can't even put into words?
No man achieves Starfleet command
without relying on intuition,
but have I made a rational decision?
Am I letting the horrors of the past
distort my judgment of the present?
Mind if I come in?
Kirk to bridge. Scanner report.
[Chekov] Continued scanning, sir.
No unusual readings.
Maintain search. Kirk out.
It can't have just vanished.
Sometimes they do ...
if we're lucky.
Monsters come in many forms.
You know the greatest monster of them all,Jim?
Guilt.
Get to the point.
When a young officer is exposed
to unknown dangers for the first time,
he's under tremendous emotional stress.
We all know that.
Ensign Garrovick is a ship-command decision.
You're straying out of your field, Doctor.
Am I?
I was speaking of Lieutenant James T. Kirk
of the starship Farragut.
11 years ago, you were the young officer
at the phaser station when something attacked.
According to the tapes, this young Lieutenant Kirk
insisted upon blaming himself.
Because I delayed in firing at it.
You had a normal emotion. You were startled.
You delayed firing for a total
of perhaps two seconds.
If I hadn't delayed,
it would have been killed.
The ship's exec didn't seem to think so.
His log entry was quite clear on the subject --
"Lieutenant Kirk is a fine young officer
who performed with uncommon bravery".
Don't you understand?
It killed 200 crewmen.
Captain Garrovick was very important to you,
wasn't he,Jim?
Yes.
He was my commanding officer
from the day I left the academy.
One of the finest men I ever knew.
Could have killed that thing
if I'd fired soon enough the first time.
You don't know that
any more than you know that Garrovick could have destroyed it.
I can't help how I feel.
There's an intelligence about it, Bones.
A malevolence. It's evil.
It must be destroyed.
To be so obsessed.
Obsessed?
That you could destroy yourself,
your career, a young boy
who reminds you of yourself 11 years ago.
Don't push our friendship past the point where I have to --
I'm not, Jim.
This is professional, Captain.
I am preparing a medical log entry
on my estimation of the physical and emotional condition
of a starship captain.
Which requires a witness of command grade.
Do I take it, Doctor, that ...
both of you or either of you
consider me unfit or incapacitated?
Correctly phrased, Captain. As recommended in the manual.
Our reply, also as recommended, is,
sir, we have noted in your recent behavior certain items,
which, on the surface, seem unusual.
We respectfully ask permission to inquire further --
Forget the manual!
Ask your questions.
Sir, the U.S.S. Yorktown
is waiting now at the rendezvous point.
It carries perishable drugs --
I know the facts.
They need those vaccines on Theta 7, Captain.
Why are we delaying here?
I'm convinced this is the same creature
that attacked the Farragut 11 years ago.
- Creature, Captain? - My report is on the tapes.
As it attacked us 11 years ago,
as I ...
lost consciousness ...
I could feel the intelligence of the thing.
I could sense it thinking, planning.
You say you could sense its intelligence, Captain?
How ... did it communicate with you?
You state that it happened
Just as you lost consciousness.
A semiconscious mind is a very tricky thing.
A man never knows how much is real or imagination.
Whatever it is, Doctor, whatever it is,
wouldn't you call it deadly?
No doubt about that.
And what if it is the same creature that attacked 11 years ago
from a planet over 1,000 light years from here?
Obviously, Captain, if it is an intelligent creature,
if it is the same one,
if it therefore is capable of space travel,
it could pose a great threat to inhabited planets.
A lot of ifs, I agree,
but in my command judgment,
they out weigh other factors.
Intuition, however illogical, Mr. Spock,
is recognized as a command prerogative.
Jim, we're not trying to gang up on you.
And you haven't, Doctor.
You've expressed the proper concern,
you've asked the proper questions.
You've both done your duty.
Now may I ask what medical log entry you intend to make?
At this point, my medical log remains open.
In that case, gentlemen --
[Chekov] Bridge to Captain. Come in.
Kirk here.
I have a reading
on the, uh, what everit is, Captain,
leaving the planet surface, heading into space.
All decks, red alert. Red alert.
Prepare to leave orbit.
[Alarm Sounds]
Captain, we can't maintain warp 8 speed much longer.
Pressures are approaching the critical point.
Range, Mr. Chekov?
.04 light years ahead.
Our phasers won't reach it, sir.
You're barely closing in. We could be pursuing it for days.
If necessary.
Do what you can to increase our speed, Scott.
Aye, sir.
Extreme magnification, Mr. Chekov.
Magnification ... 12.
There, sir ...
got it.
Spock ...
how do you read that?
Conflicting data, Captain.
It seems to be in a border line state
between matter and energy, elements of both.
It could possibly use gravitational fields for propulsion.
And you don't find that sophisticated, Mr. Spock?
Extremely efficient, Captain.
Whether that indicates intelligence
is another matter.
Open hatch on impulse engine number two.
Mr. Scott was doing an A.I.D. cleanup on it.
We won't be using the impulse engines. Turn the alarm off.
Captain, we can't do it.
If we keep this speed, we'll blow up any minute now.
Go to warp 6.
[Buzzer]
Hi.
Everyone else is at alert station,
so I brought you some dinner.
I'm not hungry.
Doctor's orders.
What's happening?
Are we still chasing that thing half way across the galaxy?
Yes.
Has the captain lost his sense of balance?
Maybe.
Is the entire crew about ready to explode?
Positively.
You're lucky you're out of it.
What do you mean, out of it?
I caused it.
You know that, too, don't you?
If I'd fired my phaser quickly enough on Argus 10,
this wouldn't have happened.
You know, self-pity's a terrible first course.
Why don't you try the soup instead?
I told you, Christine, I'm not hungry.
Dr. McCoy thought you might say something like that.
This is his officially logged prescription for you.
It has one word on it --
Eat.
If you don't follow his orders,
Dr. McCoy could and possibly would
have you hauled down to sickbay
and fed intravenously.
What's that?
Hmm?
This?
A survey on cygnian respiratory diseases?
I thought you took Garrovick some food.
What were you doing with this?
Applying psychology.
The creature is slowing. It's down to warp 2.
Reduce speed.
Approach slowly.
I don't understand.
It was out running us.
Maybe it's decided to fight.
Phasers ready.
Phasers show ready, sir.
[Alarm Sounds]
Battle stations. All decks to battle stations.
This is not a drill.
All decks to battle stations.
It's coming to a full halt, sir.
Magnification 1.
Move in closely, Mr. Chekov.
Sublight 1/4 speed.
Captain, request permission to return to my post.
Within phaser range, sir.
Lock all phasers on target.
Locked on target.
Fire phasers, Mr. Chekov.
Phasers ineffectual, sir.
Photon torpedoes. Minimum spread pattern.
Minimum pattern ready, sir.
Fire photon torpedoes.
There. It's coming, sir.
Deflectors up.
Deflectors up, sir.
The deflectors won't stop it, Captain.
That's impossible.
I should have surmised this.
For the creature to be able to use gravity
as a propulsive force,
it would have this capacity.
Five seconds to contact.
All hatches and vents secure.
All lights on the board show green.
Sir! The number two impulse vent --
we have a red light.
Something's entered through the number two impulse vent.
Negative pressure in all ship's vents.
Alert all decks.
[Beeping]
Report.
When it entered impulse engine number two's vent,
it attacked two crewmen, then got into the ventilating system.
Now we have air for only two hours.
Bones.
One man has a chance for survival. The other is dead.
Add that price tag to your monster hunt.
That's enough.
It's not enough!
You didn't care as long as you could hang your trophy on the wall.
Well, it's not on it, Captain, it's in it.
May I suggest that we no longer be labor the question
of whether or not we should have gone after the creature?
That's academic.
The creature is now after us.
Creature, Mr. Spock?
It turned and attacked, Doctor.
Its method was well-considered
and intelligent.
Yes, well, it could have been
many light years away from us.
Instead it chose to turn and attack here. Why?
Impossible to tell, Captain,
until I can make a closer survey of the creature.
Flush the radioactive waste into the ventilation system.
See what effect that has.
I'm sorry, Jim. I was wrong.
Captain, the creature's ability to throw itself out of time sync
makes it possible for it to be elsewhere
in the instant the phaser hits.
There is there fore no basis for this self-recrimination.
If you had fired on time and on target 11 years ago,
it would have made no more difference
than it did an hour ago.
Captain Garrovick would still be dead.
The fault was not yours, Jim.
In fact, there was no fault.
If you want to play analyst, Spock,
use someone else, not me.
My concern is with the ship and the crew.
[Buzzer]
Come in.
Ensign, am I correct in my assumption
that you've been disturbed
by what you consider to be a failure on your part?
I would like you to consider
that the hesitation
for which you are blaming yourself
is an hereditary trait of your species.
When suddenly faced by the unknown or imminent danger,
the human will experience a split second of indecision.
He hesitates.
Do I have your attention, Ensign?
Yes, sir.
I know you'd prefer to wallow in emotion rather than --
Mr. Spock ...
it's very kind ofyou to come here.
Kindness, Mr. Garrovick, is another human emotion,
and I believe we have enough ofthat.
I simply would like you to accept the fact
that your reaction has its basis in physio --
Do you smell something?
Sir, it's coming through the vent.
Get out!
The creature's in my cabin. It's got Spock.
On my way, Garrovick.
Security to 341. Medical alert.
Reverse cabin pressure 341.
Security, hold it.
Tricorder.
Jim, Spock may be dying.
If we let that thing into the ship, he'll have a lot ofcompany.
I must have jammed the vent control when I hit it.
See if the reverse pressure's
pulled it back into the ventilation system.
He saved my life, Captain.
I should be lying dead in there, not him.
Fortunately, neither of us is dead, Ensign.
The reverse pressure worked. The vent is closed.
Don't misunderstand my next question.
Mr. Spock, why aren't you dead?
It's that green blood of his.
My hemoglobin is based on copper, not iron.
I'll bet he left a bad taste
in the creature's mouth, too.
Colloquially expressed, but essentially correct.
Yeah.
[Sniffs]
The scent is different.
I think I understand something now.
Do you believe you're in communication with the creature?
I don't know what it is, Mr. Spock,
but do you remember I said the thing was alive?
It may not be communication as we understand it,
but I did know it was alive and intelligent,
and I think I know something else now.
[Intercom Signal]
[Scotty] Engineering to Captain Kirk.
Engineering to Captain Kirk.
Kirk here.
Scott, Captain. The creature's moving back
toward the number two impulse vent.
The radioactive flushing maybe affecting it.
Open the vent. On my way to the bridge.
Kirk out.
Ensign Garrovick.
Yes, sir.
You were on the bridge when we were attacked.
Yes, I'm sorry, sir.
I know I was confined to quarters, but when --
Very commendable, Ensign.
What was your impression of the battle?
I don't understand, sir.
I'm asking for your military appraisal
of the techniques used against the creature.
Ineffective, Captain.
I realize you did everything you could do.
It's just that nothing works against a monster
that can do the things that thing does.
And, Ensign, what is your appraisal of your conduct
on the planet?
I delayed firing.
If you hadn't delayed firing ...
No difference ... Ensign.
No weapon known would have made any difference.
Then ...
or 11 years ago.
Report for duty, Ensign.
Yes, Captain.
Thank you, sir.
Report, Mr. Chekov.
Results positive, Captain.
The creature has left the ship at high warp speed
and is already nearly out of scanner range.
The way that thing can move, Captain,
I wouldn't believe it.
Direction, Mr. Spock.
It was bearing 127, mark 9,
but I've lost it now.
Mr. Scott, I'll need all the speed you can deliver.
Keep at it until we begin to shake apart.
I believe I know where it's going.
It's changed course before to mislead us. Logic --
No, I'm going with intuition.
Mr. Chekov, compute a course for Tychos star system.
Computed and on the board.
Ahead full.
Ahead full, sir.
Lieutenant Uhura, contact starfleet
and the U.S.S. Yorktown.
Frequency open and clear, sir.
Inform them that we are pursuing the creature
to planet 4 of that system.
That's the location of its attack on the U.S.SFarragut
11 years ago.
I do not understand, Captain.
In Garrovick's quarters,
I said the scent of the creature was somehow different.
Something in my mind said "home".
And you know where home is?
Yes, I think I do.
I don't know how I know,
but home is where it fought a starship once before.
Give them our tactical situation and inform them
I'm committing this vessel to the destruction of the creature.
We will rendezvous -- round-trip time, Mr. Chekov.
1.7 days, sir.
We will rendezvous with the U.S.S. Yorktown ...
in 48 hours.
I assume you believe
we should pursue the creature and destroy it.
You don't agree?
The time factor bothers me.
Those drugs are perishable.
Doctor, evidence indicates
the creature is here to spawn.
If so, it will reproduce by fission,
not just into two parts, but thousands.
Antimatter seems our only possibility.
An ounce should be sufficient.
We can drain it from the ship's engines,
transport it to the planet surface
in a magnetic vacuum field.
Contact medical stores.
I want as much hemoplasm as they can spare
in the transporter room in 15 minutes.
You intend to use that hemoplasm to attract the creature?
We must get it to the antimatter.
It's attracted to red blood cells. What better bait could we have?
There is still one problem, Captain.
The blast, yes.
Exactly. A matter/antimatter blast
will rip away halfthe planet's atmosphere.
If our vessel is in orbit
and encounters those shock waves --
A chance we'll have to take.
The transporter may not operate under those conditions.
If a man is beaming up when that hits,
we may lose him.
That's exactly why I've decided to set the trap myself.
Captain, there is so little hemoglobin in my green blood.
The creature could not harm me extensively.
It there fore seems logical for me to be the one --
Negative.
If this plan fails, I'll need you onboard.
In that event, we'll need another plan.
Two men are needed to transport the antimatter.
Permission to go with you, sir.
I had you in mind, Mr. Garrovick.
Kirk to Enterprise.
Spockhere, Captain.
Proceed immediately to maximum orbit.
Acknowledged.
Just think, Captain,
less than one ounce of antimatter here
is more powerful than 10,000 cobalt bombs.
Let's hope it's as powerful as man will ever get.
Detonator.
Aye, sir.
Kirk to Enterprise.
Spock here, Captain. Holding at 30,000 kilometers.
Antimatter container positioned and armed.
I'll call you back when it's baited.
Captain, look!
The hemoplasm.
The bait's already taken.
We'll need something else for bait.
That thing only feeds on blood.
Garrovick, get back to the ship.
Tell them to prepare to detonate.
Captain, you're not going to be the bait.
Get back to the ship.
Ensign, I gave you an order.
Yes, sir.
Consider yourself on report.
This is no time for heroics.
I have no intention of sacrificing myself,
at least not yet.
Spock ... Spock.
Spock here.
Scan us ...
and lock onto us.
It's going to be close.
Very, very close. Stand by.
Stand by Enterprise.
I can smell it, Captain.
It's sickening.
Honey sweet.
Stand by, Enterprise.
Now!
Energize the detonator!
Reset.
Energize.
[Chekov] All decks standby.
Shock waves.
Do something.
We are, Doctor.
Cross-circuiting to "A".
Got them. A piece of them anyway.
Cross-circuiting to "B".
Crazy way to travel -- spreading a man's molecules
all over the universe.
Captain ... thank heaven.
Mr. Scott, there was no deity involved.
It was my cross-circuiting to "B" that recovered them.
Well, then, thank pitchforks and pointed ears.
As long as it worked, Jim.
That's a fair statement, Bones.
Now that the creature is dead, let's save some lives.
We'll deliver your medicine.
Bridge, this is Kirk.
Uhura here.
Have Mr. Chekov lay in a course for a rendezvous
with the Yorktown, maximum warp.
Aye, sir.
Oh, Ensign,
meet me in my quarters when you've cleaned up.
I'd like to talk to you about your father.
Several tall stories I think you'd like to hear.
Thank you, sir.
I would.
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