their purpose.
Yes, there is a purpose,
but what is it?
Has all the pain
and terror happened
or been made to happen...
for you?
Completed, Captain.
The adjustments are delicate.
They may not survive
more than even one use.
However,
there should be sufficient energy
to transfer us to the Enterprise.
Will it take us to McCoy?
If you so desire.
The best defense is a strong offense,
and I intend to
start offending right now.
Aim for the lab.
Bones.
Spock.
Get him down.
His wrists.
His pulse is almost gone.
How is he?
Severe heart damage.
Signs of congestion in both lungs.
Evidence of massive
circulatory collapse.
Uh...
Don't talk.
Don't speak.
Take it easy until
we get you back to the ship.
What is it?
What's the matter?
He's dying, Jim.
We can make him comfortable,
but that is all.
You don't know.
You're not a doctor.
[Mumbling]
Internal injuries.
Bleeding in the chest and abdomen.
Haemorrhage of the spleen and liver.
70% kidney failure.
He's right, Jim.
Being a doctor has its drawbacks. I...
always wondered why l--
[Coughs]
[Coughing]
Thanks.
How long?
It could happen anytime.
The correct medical phrase, eh, Spock?
[Coughing]
You've got a...
a good bedside manner, Spock.
Can't we do something?
I'm afraid not.
Gem might be able to help him
the way she helped me,
but could his nearness
to death also kill her?
Uncertain, Captain.
Dr. McCoy's analysis of her reaction
assumes that her instinct
for self-preservation
would prevent it.
However, we cannot be positive.
If she could just strengthen him
and keep him
from sinking further into death,
we might be able to save him.
No interference will be permitted.
She can save his life.
Let us help her to go to him.
She must not be urged
or forced to take action.
All must proceed without interference.
The purpose that brought us together--
What purpose can all this serve,
except the fulfilment
of some need of yours?
We have but one need left in life--
to see the completion
of the final moment of our test.
Be patient.
Patient? Our friend is dying.
Perhaps.
What purpose can be served by his death
except your pleasure?
Surely beings as advanced as yourselves
know that your star system
will soon be extinct.
Your sun will nova.
We know.
And the millions of inhabitants
on its planets are doomed.
That is why we are here.
This arena of death that
you have devised for your pleasure--
Will it prevent this catastrophe?
No, it will not,
but it may save Gem's planet.
Of all the planets of Minara,
we have the power to transport
the inhabitants of only one to safety.
If Gem's planet
is the one that will be saved,
we must make certain
beyond any doubt whatsoever
they are worthy of survival.
How will the death of our friend
serve this purpose?
His death will not serve it,
but her willingness
to give her life for him will.
You were her teachers.
We were?
What could she learn from us?
Your will to survive.
Your love of life.
Your passion to know.
They are recorded in her being.
Her planet will be fortunate.
Each of you was willing
to give his life for the others.
We must now find out
whether that instinct
has been transmitted to Gem.
Time grows short.
You were correct, Captain.
Everything that has occurred here
has been caused to happen by them.
This has all been a great laboratory.
We have been the subjects of the test.
No.
We only created the circumstances.
That was necessary.
Your actions were spontaneous.
Everything that is truest and best
in all species of beings
has been revealed by you.
Those are the qualities
that make a civilization
worthy to survive.
Behold.
That is most significant.
An instinct new
to the essence of her being
is generating.
Compassion for another
is becoming part of her
functioning life system.
She is afraid.
She's saving herself.
She does not yet have the instinct
to save her people.
We have failed.
No.
No, not yet.