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Captain's log, stardate 5431.6.
No! The knowledge is forbidden. I must not know the secrets!
Speech centre.
And below, it's warm. The air is fresh.
Directed at what?
is essentially correct.
It is a device with feeding circuits.
Readout, Mr. Chekov?
Oh, yes, it does, Spock.
These are the voyages of the starship Enterprise.
No!
- No one can restore a brain. - You could.
Either a nuclear pile 100 miles across, or...
Time left to us to find Spock's brain: Eight hours and 29 minutes.
on a planet in a glacial age.
Yes, the organisers, the managers.
Time left to us: Eight hours and 40 minutes.
- We'll be in constant contact with you. - Aye, sir.
Spock's brain controls.
Yes.
- You will keep them here. - Yes, mistress.
- We do not know these things you... - You came to my ship.
Beam us a signal so we can home in on you.
Jim, it worked for her. It might work for me.
Readout, Mr. Chekov?
Our race against time to save Spock's life may have been futile.
You see, this underground complex was developed for the women.
Now the women here below and the men here above
I scan it. A most impressive store.
It's not possible.
- Back where? - Back into your body.
Volcanic activity, steam, any of a number of causes.
- It does, captain. - Agreed, doctor.
- Captain, I've lost the trail. - All scanners, extreme sweep.
She is an alien. The configurations of her brain are different.
Phasers on stun.
Earth equivalent, approximately 1485.