something fierce
all over town.
You boys watch it.
I assure you, sir,
we shall watch it ...
and everything
extremely closely.
Billy,
you were wonderful.
Um, Mr. Chekov ...
what can I do, Captain?
You know we're always
supposed to maintain
good relations
with the natives.
Young lady ...
Young lady ...
Yes, Ike?
I'd like to talk
to Mr. -- to Billy alone,
if you don't mind.
All right.
I understand.
Billy Claiborne,
you be careful.
Mr. Chekov,
you be careful.
Mr. Spock ...
except for
our hand guns,
we haven't changed,
not even our clothing,
yet these people see
and hear us as the Clantons.
I don't think that's
such a bad thing.
The day is still young.
What have we got?
We're here
in Tombstone, Arizona,
October 26, 1881 --
The day of the gunfight
at O.K. Corral --
And we're the Clantons,
and Morgan Earp has just gone
to tell his brothers we're here.
And if this is indeed
some sort of replay of history,
the Earps will kill
the Clantons
at the O.K. Corral
at 5:00 this afternoon.
Well, we're not going
to be at the O.K. Corral
at 5:00 this afternoon.
You, bartender ... Ed.
You, uh, you claim
you know us.
I ain't making no big claims
to nobody. Just so happens.
- Take a close look at me.
- Yeah?
Who do you think I am?
Ike Clanton. Who do you
think you are?
I know this is hard
to understand,
but I'm Captain
James T. Kirk
of the spaceship Enterprise.
These men
are part of my crew.
We're not really here.
We're from the future.
We haven't been born yet.
Feel the material
in my shirt.
Now feel the material
in your own shirt.
Do you notice
any difference?
No.
Do these clothes
look like yours?
Not exactly.
- Have you seen clothes like this?
- Sure.
- Where?
- On the clantons.
You Clantons are always
great with your jokes.
- That's why we like you.
- I'm not joking.
The only difference between you
and the Earps is they never joke.
I'm not joking!
I'm not Ike Clanton!
It's O.K. With me, Ike.
Anything you say.
Don't make no difference
who I think you are.
Your problem is, who does
Wyatt Earp think you are?
[Laughing]
Good morning, gentlemen.
My name's James Kirk.
I'm afraid there's been
some misunderstanding.
Clanton, I don't know
what you're trying to pull,
but we warned you
not to show your
ugly face in town again.
Of course you did, and I wanted
to talk to you about that.
We're done
talking, Clanton.
There's been some sort of mistake,
a misunderstanding.
All right, Clanton.
One more chance -- your last.
You've got
until 5:00 tonight
to get your horse-stealing
scurvy crew out of town.
All the way.
We'd be glad to.
We don't want to fight.
I always said
you was yellow, Clanton.
I'll make one more attempt
to get through to you, Mr. Earp.
My name is not Clanton,
it's Kirk.
Oh, yeah. We heard
the talk about your jokes.
I'm not joking.
Sure. Well, I'm glad
to meet you ...
Mr. Kirk.
Draw, Clanton.
Not me, Mr. Earp.
You draw, or I will.
No, Wyatt.
Let me.
When the time comes,
I'll pay him
for this.
We don't want
any trouble.
We'll be glad
to cooperate.
5:00, Clanton.
Is that clear?
If you're in town
at 5:01 ,
we'll kill
every one of you
whether you draw or not.
Is that clear?
Ouch.
What's the matter?
What do you call
that stuff -- fire?
"Taos Lightning --"
straight bourbon.
Try some.
In small amounts,
it was considered
medicinal.
Label it
"For External Use Only".
It just takes a bit of
getting used to, Captain.
Actually, a man could grow
quite fond of this stuff.
Take it easy.
I hate to think
what that stuff's doing
to your stomach lining.
And your reflexes.
We're gonna need fast reflexes.
There's no negotiating
with the Earps.
If we only
had a phaser ...
or a communicator.
It'd be a pleasure
to watch those Earps
as we beamed
back to the ship
at exactly 4:59:30.
Could we make
a communicator?
Impossible, Captain.
In this century,
there are no metal alloys
or power