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Captain's log, stardate 4211.4.

You will help in ways she does not understand.

Some men never grow.

Not necessarily, captain.

Since that time, many of my people have died.

And what about your friend Tyree?

She was doing as I requested, Mr. Scott.

The pain will help me to consciousness. Hit me.

Then he has the wrong friends.

- Kirk here. - Uhura, sir.

- Any problems there? - No sign of the inhabitants so far.

- I don't think they've spotted us. - Make that definite.

When a man and woman are joined in this manner,

I wanna thank you for saving his life.

Inform ship's stores that we'll need native costumes.

And you have ways as far above firesticks as the sky above our world.

- Are you coming with me? - Do I have a choice?

- Tyree's woman. - She's a Kahn-ut-tu.

I wanna hear all about that. We must make plans.

What else does she know about us?

It is said the dying one is a friend of Tyree

Your pain is mine.

On the other hand, a flintlock would be the first firearm

And, sir, the fact Earth took 12 centuries doesn't mean they had to.

There! I left it there.

...it could be interstellar war.

Lucky his heart's where his liver should be or he'd be dead now.

would grow tired of killing. But you were right.

Will he understand this balance of power?

Oh, about another 30 minutes.

Only one lovely beast, Tyree.

And I know you have many ways

Our souls have been together.

It's not bad enough there's already one serpent in Eden

Remember this leaf?

Well, that's clear enough, isn't it?

Tyree has told me much of you.

- Yes, Jim. - How much longer, McCoy?