inferior, Deela.
Oh?
I don't think so.
You cannot allow yourself
to feel an attachment to such.
I can allow myself
anything I want.
Oh, Rael,
don't be like that.
Am I jealous
of what you do?
I do my duty.
So do l.
And sometimes I allow myself
to enjoy it.
Hello.
What is that device
doing on my ship?
Deela will explain it.
I will tell you anything
you want to know.
And you'll approve of it.
Approve of it?
We're your prisoners.
Hardly. You're free
to go anywhere you want to.
Go ahead, Captain.
It is not yet completely linked
to your support system,
but it is
in operating order.
Study it if you wish.
I suggest that
you do not touch it.
[ZZZZ]
[ZZZZZZ]
He warned you.
Look at your hands.
They're almost frozen, aren't they?
It will pass.
The unit has its own
self-defense mechanism,
as you see.
You should've heeded me.
In your struggle
with Compton,
some of his cells
were damaged.
Those newly accelerated
to our level
are sensitive
to cell damage.
They age rapidly
and die.
He was so young.
Was.
Is this what you
have planned for us?
We all die...
even on Scalos.
Why did you lie to him?
He did not damage that one,
you did.
Perhaps he will be less violent.
Why make him feel worse?
Why do you care
what he feels?
Rael, he's not one of us.
He's temporary.
Why, he's gone to
the medical laboratory.
He's trying to communicate
with the Vulcan.
His species is capable
of much affection.
I have noted that.
I wonder if they will
demonstrate it to us.
Oh, Rael, stop sulking.
Accept it.
We've had
to accept it all our lives.
Don't make it worse.
Go back to work.
Kirk to Spock,
I have fed all
the ascertainable facts
into the computer banks.
Go ahead.
You won't
accomplish anything,
but it may be
historically valuable.
Hyper-acceleration
is the key.
I have counted
only five aboard,
but they have
taken over the ship,
and we are under their control
due to this acceleration.
They are able to
speed others up to their level,
as they did
Compton and me.
Presumably, this is...
enslavement?
Those so treated
exist at this
accelerated level,
becoming docile eventually.
But when...
Damaged.
damaged...
they age incredibly fast,
as though
accelerated living...
Burns them out.
burns them out.
Compton was burned out.
The device attached to
the life support system
produces an extreme
numbing cold.
It is my belief
that they are turning
the Enterprise
into a gigantic
deep-freeze...
for purposes only
the Scalosians know.
Quite correct.
The unit has
a protective shield
which does not allow
any physical contact.
I don't know how
to destroy it,
but its destruction
is imperative.
The unit will be activated.
By the time they hear this,
it will be too late.
You have remarkable
reasoning powers, Captain.
You were quite right
in almost every assumption.
Why are you doing this?
Do you really
want to know?
Soon it won't
matter to you.
You'll be quite happy
about it,
Just as Compton was.
I want to know.
Oh, dear.
You are so stubborn.
It should be obvious
that we have to do this.
A long time ago--
It is in our history--
We used to be like you.
Then our country
was almost destroyed
by volcanic eruptions.
The water was polluted.
Radiation was released.
That changed us.
It accelerated us.
The children died.
Most of the women found
they could not have more.
All of our men
had become sterile.
So we had to mate
outside our own people.
Whenever a spaceship
came by,
we'd send distress signals.
But accelerating them
to our level burned them out.
Don't you see, Captain?
Do I have to go
into every detail?
We are going to
take you down with us.
Perhaps one or two others
of your crew.
We have to.
Oh, we'll be kind to you.
I wouldn't hurt you,
certainly.
I do like you.
What about the rest
of my crew?
They'll remain here
in suspended animation.
Oh, it will do them no harm.
We are saving them for
when we