places no one could ever find us.
Zarabeth, I must return
to Mr. Atoz and the atavachron.
We will carry Dr. McCoy,
and you must come with us.
I will send you
and the doctor to the ship,
and I shall search
for Captain Kirk.
I can't go through
the portal again.
If I do,
I will die.
You cannot go back?
None of us can go back.
When we come through the portal,
we are changed by the atavachron.
That is its function. Our basic
cell structure is adjusted...
to the time we enter.
You can't go back. If you go
through the portal again,
you will die by the time
you reach the other side.
[McCoy]Spock!
Where are we?
You are safe here,
McCoy.
Yes, I remember you.
Come, Doctor,
back to bed.
Why are you still here, Spock?
Why aren't you looking for Jim?
It is impossible to look for him,
Doctor. We cannot go back.
What do you mean "impossible"?
We've got to get back.
Zarabeth
explained it to me.
When we came through
the time portal,
it altered
our physiological structure.
If we attempt to return
to the library, we shall die.
Are you trying to tell me
that we're trapped here?
Yes, Doctor,
we are trapped.
Just as Jim is trapped
wherever he is.
[Kirk]
Captain's Log : Star Date 5943.9.
The people of this time
believe in witches,
and witchcraft is what
I've been accused of.
Five witnesses heard
McCoy's voice speak to me...
and thought it was
an evil spirit.
From what I know of witchcraft
trials, I don't have much chance...
unless I can get
to the prosecutor.
No supper for you, love.
Come on.
Up you go.
[Door Opens, Shuts]
Give me your cup.
[ Groaning ]
Cry out
and I'll break it.
Don't move.
[Drops Keys]
[Approaching
Footsteps]
Jailor!
Jailor!
I'm being falsely accused.
You know that.
You will come with me before
the inquisitional tribunal.
There the matter of your witchcraft
will be decided.
There are no such things
as witches!
Jailor!
That is sacrilege.
If they hear you, they will
burn you for such beliefs.
You're the only one that can
hear me, and that's the truth.
There are no witches.
Why do you deny it?
Do not let them
hear you.
There are witches!
There are!
You yourself may be discovered
to be a witch by the inquisitor.
- [ Door Rattles ]
- No!
What are you doing?
No!
[ Screams ]
Help!
I'll denounce you
to the inquisitor.
You came here from the future
Just as I did.
Therefore, you, too,
are a witch.
I beg you.
Do not implicate me.
- They would burn me.
- Then help me.
I will do everything I can
to prove you innocent.
I will disprove all
the charges of witchcraft.
But you must never again speak
to the comrades you left behind.
Help me return to the library. I've
lost my way. I must get back there.
- You cannot get back.
- I tell you I must!
I had two friends with me, who
are lost in another time period.
I must find them.
You'll come back with us.
We can never go back.
We must live out our lives
here in the past.
The atavachron has prepared our cell
structure and our brain patterns...
to make life natural here.
To return to the future
would mean instant death.
Prepared?
I was not prepared.
Your Mr. Atoz did not
prepare me in any way.
Then you must get back
at once!
If you were not transformed, you can
only survive for a few hours...
here in the past.
Come. Hurry! Hurry!
Zarabeth, you are
a beautiful cook.
Have you ever
been told that?
- Not recently.
- Oh, well, you'll find...
Spock is quite delinquent
in those matters.
I hadn't noticed it.
Oh?
Well, now that
I'm feeling better,
you'll notice a distinct
difference in our approach.
- Really?
- It’s something to look forward to.
I think you must be
well enough, Doctor,
to try the few delicacies
this climate has to offer.
- No, not yet.
- At your rate of progress,
it will be soon, I can see.
Dr. McCoy is making
excellent progress.
Mr. Spock has been practicing
medicine without a license.
Don't let him doctor you.
I'm the doctor