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You are a fine specimen. I like you better than the others.
Lieutenant, are you all right?
An interesting speculation, captain.
You are interesting in many ways.
You are to be trained and spend the rest of your lives here.
No transporter malfunction was responsible for the disappearance.
Of course. I am your drill thrall. I will train you well.
Is that what you humans call compassion?
Now you are prepared for your training.
- Mind the store, Mr. Spock. - Acknowledged, captain.
The exercise interval.
Come. It is the nourishment interval.
But we're a long way from the Enterprise...
Shahna, where were you born?
are capable of superior development.
Rest interval. Fifteen trisecs.
Doctor, I am chasing the captain, Lieutenant Uhura and Ensign Chekov,
The thralls surrender!
In that case, we have nothing to lose by pursuing our present course.
The thralls will be trained?
I'd be more than content to do so, sir. And maybe a wee bit more.
...is Galt the only one who can operate it?
If we can find the phaser that I threw at Lars,
Twenty quatloos that all three are untrainable.
Kloog's left eye is weak. Approach him from that side.
What does that mean?
The Providers will teach you. Learn it, Shahna.
place shungite on the top of your head to disrupt signals going in and out of your brain
Everything you said.
on the lower hemisphere. Humanoid readings.
It is not allowed to refuse a training exercise.
Well, it's good to get away from that development area, even for a while.
the only thing which furnishes us with purpose.
We will remain here. The entire crew of the Enterprise.
How can one live on a flicker of light?
At the moment, that is all we can do, except hope for a rational explanation.
Look at the colour of that sky.
Mr. Spock, the captain, Lieutenant Uhura and Chekov,
Once we had humanoid form, but we evolved beyond it.
not some wild aquatic fowl. This is the only lead we've had.
Yes, most of them are trying to challenge. Yes, most of them are trying to challenge.
If only wounded, he is replaced by a fresh thrall.
Captain, you do indeed present many surprises.
You lied.
What in the name of heaven is this?
However, the terms of the wager will be honoured.
I told him I didn't like the food.
A hundred quatloos on the newcomers.
It's an unproductive purpose, unworthy of your intellect.
Not for true gamesters, captain.
I am Galt, the master thrall.
Thralls govern themselves? Ridiculous!
Commendations, gentlemen.
He's right, Spock.
I did not know it could be like this between people.
That was foolish, captain.
No.
Then teach me how, and I will follow you.
to help one another when we're in trouble.
to establish a normal self-governing culture.
On Earth, men and women live together...
Mr. Spock, it just doesn't make sense they could have come this far.