Don't be afraid.
Stop command!
Stop!
Thank you, Mr. Spock.
Fortunately, the robot did not detect
my presence and deactivate my phaser.
M-4 was programmed to defend
this household and its members.
No doubt I should have altered
its instructions...
to allow for unauthorized but
predictable actions on your part.
It thought you were attacking Rayna.
A misinterpretation.
If it were around right now,
it would correct--
Too useful a device to be without,
really. I created another.
It will now go to the laboratory
and join Dr. McCoy.
Fascinating.
Be thankful that you
did not attack me, Captain.
I might have accepted battle,
and I have twice your physical strength.
In your own words, it would be
"an interesting test of power."
How childish he is,
Rayna.
Would you call him brave
or a fool?
I'm glad
he did not die.
Of course!
Death, when unnecessary,
is a tragic thing.
[Flint]Dr. McCoy's in the laboratory
with the new ryetalyn.
He's satisfied
as to its quality.
May I suggest that you
wait here patiently, safely.
You have seen that my defense
systems operate automatically...
and not always in accordance
with my wishes.
Come, Rayna.
Rayna!
Come.
I don't like the way
he orders her around.
Since we are dependent on Mr. Flint
for the ryetalyn, Captain,
may I respectfully suggest that you
pay less attention to the young lady...
if you should
encounter her again.
Our host's interests do not appear
to be confined to art and science.
He loves her?
- Strongly indicated.
-Jealousy!
Yes, that would explain
the attack,
but he seemed
to want us together.
The billiard game.
He suggested we dance.
It does appear to defy the male logic
as I understand it.
- Kirk to Enterprise. Mr. Scott.
-Aye, Captain.
Report on
the Rigelian fever.
Nearly everybody aboard
has got it, Captain.
We're working a skeleton crew
and waiting for the ryetalyn.
[Kirk]
Just a little while longer, Scotty.
Report on
the computer search.
There is no report
on Mr. Flint.
He doesn't seem to have
any past.
The planet was purchased
30 years ago by a Mr. Brack,
a wealthy financier
and recluse.
Run a computer check
on Rayna Kapec.
Status: legal ward after
the death of her parents.
Aye, sir.
Kirk out, Mr. Scott.
We have still
a greater mystery, Captain.
I was able to run
a tricorder scan on Mr. Flint.
He is human, but there are certain
biophysical peculiarities.
Some body-function readings
are disproportionate.
For one thing,
extreme age is indicated...
on the order of 6,000 years.
- Can you confirm that, Mr. Spock?
- I shall program the readings...
through Dr. McCoy's medical computer
when we return to the ship.
-Time factor.
-We must commence ryetalyn injections...
within 2 hours and 1 8 minutes or
the epidemic will prove fatal to us all.
What's keeping the processing
this time?
The delay
may be deliberate.
So he's keeping us here
for some reason.
[Spock]Most interesting.
Our host appears to wish us to linger,
yet he is apprehensive.
It is logical to assume
that we are being monitored...
and that he is aware
of our every move.
You sent the robot
to kill him.
It came to protect you.
My mind could not have summoned it.
I was not frightened.
It was defective, then.
I would have destroyed it myself.
- Have I lied to you?
- Never.
Believe what I say.
I would not want Captain Kirk dead.
What did you feel?
- You will let them have the ryetalyn?
- Yes.
Go to them, if you wish.
Say your farewells.
- Kirk here.
- Mr. Scott, sir.
There’s no record of a Rayna Kapec
in Federation legal banks.
No award of custody?
No background at all in any
computer banks, like Flint.
Kirk out.
Like Flint,
people without a past.
What hold does he have
over her?
Captain, I would suggest that our
immediate concern is the ryetalyn.
Let's find McCoy.
[Rayna]
Captain?
I'll meet you
in the lab.
I've come
to say good-bye.
I don't want
to say good-bye.
A last