Captain, Dr. McCoy's life
is not solely dependent on Gem.
The Vians, too, must be capable
of saving his life.
True.
Then you cannot let him die.
His death is not important.
We must wait to see
whether her instinct for self-sacrifice
has become stronger than her instinct
for self-preservation.
[Coughing]
Don't touch me.
Stay away.
Jim.
Spock.
Are you here?
Yes, Bones.
Don't let her touch me.
She'll die.
Jim...
I can't destroy life,
even if it's to save my own.
I can't. Now you know that.
I can't let you do it.
Captain.
What is it?
The intensity of emotion
is draining us
and building up the force field.
Yes, I know.
It draws its energy from us, Captain.
In spite of what we see,
all emotion must be suppressed.
That might weaken the field.
I'll try.
Yes.
Spock.
We cannot use our powers
to change what is happening.
You must save the life of our friend.
No.
We will not.
Her instinct must be developed
to the fullest.
The test must be complete.
It is complete.
Gem has earned the right of survival.
She offered her life.
To offer is not proof enough.
If death is all you understand...
here are four lives for you.
We will not leave our friend.
You've lost the capacity
to feel the emotions
you brought Gem here to experience.
You don't understand what it is to live.
Love and compassion are dead in you.
You're nothing but intellect.
[Lal]
Farewell.
Strange.
What is puzzling you, Captain?
I'm not puzzled, Mr. Spock.
I am...
awed.
I'm with you, Captain.
She awed me.
No, no.
I wasn't thinking of Gem.
I was thinking of
that fantastic element of chance
that out in limitless space
we should come together with Gem.
Captain, the element of chance
can virtually be eliminated
by a civilization
as advanced as the Vians.
Not to dispute your computer,
but from what you've told me,
I'd say she was
a pearl of great price.
What, Scott?
Do you not know
the story of the merchant?
The merchant
who, when he found
one pearl of great price,
went and sold all he had
and bought it.
Yes, she was all that.
Whether the Vians
bought her or found her
makes little difference--
she was of great value.
Well, personally, I find it fascinating
that with all their scientific knowledge
and advances,
that it was
good old-fashioned human emotion
that they valued the most.
Perhaps the Vulcans
should hear about this.
Mr. Spock,
can you be prevailed upon
to bring them the news?
Possibly, Captain.
I shall certainly give the thought
all the consideration it is due.
Mr. Sulu, ahead warp factor 2.
Aye, aye, sir.
Warp factor 2.[Kirk] Captain's Log,
star date, 5693.2.
The Enterprise
is approaching
the last reported position
of the star ship Defiant,
which vanished without trace
three weeks ago.
We are in
unsurveyed territory.
Captain, we are registering
very curious readings
from all sensors.
Specify.
I cannot.
According to our
instruments,
space itself is
literally breaking up.
There is no
known phenomenon
which would account
for these readings.
What about
sensor failure?
Negative. I've run
a complete check on all systems.
Captain, we're losing power
in the warp engines!
How bad?
We can barely read it,
but I don't like it.
I cannot find
the cause.
[Chekov]
Captain.
Visual detection
of an object dead ahead.
How about it, Spock?
Fascinating.
Explain.
There is virtually
no sensor contact.
No mass analysis.
No trace of radiation.
We see it, but our sensors
indicate it is not there.
The Defiant.
Mr. Sulu,
impulse engines only.
Close to transporter range.
Aye, aye, sir.
Lieutenant, open up
a hailing frequency.
I've been trying
to raise them.
No response.
Just within
transporter range, sir.
Good.
Maintain position.
Mr. Spock, Mr. Chekov,
come with me.
Dr. McCoy, report to the
transporter room immediately.
- Scotty, you have the con.
- Aye, sir.
Locked in on
the Defiant bridge, sir.
Energize.
Space--
the final frontier.