when you're ready.
Where will you be?
In life support.
I have to activate our unit.
Rael, wait.
I'm sorry.
I know.
Well, come, Captain.
It's time to leave your pretty ship.
[Neckband Beeps]
The unit is activated,
Deela.
Beam down at once.
Your crew will be O.K.
You said so yourself.
I'm sorry.
[Neckband Beeps]
He's broken away.
He's armed.
I'm ready for him.
You are very clever,
Captain.
You tricked me.
I should've known that
you would never adjust.
What shall we expect
from you now?
We could put you
in suspended animation
until we determine
what to do with you.
Your survival
doesn't depend on that.
No, it doesn't.
What do you want us
to do with you?
Don't make a game of it, Captain.
We've lost.
If I return you to Scalos,
you'd play the same trick
on the next passing spaceship.
There won't be any others.
You'll warn them.
Your federation will
quarantine the entire area.
Yes,
I suppose it would.
And we will die,
solving your problem...
and ours.
Now, what about your problem,
Captain?
And your Vulcan friend?
If you will devote yourself
exclusively to Scalos, madam,
we shall be pleased
to remain
and take care
of the Enterprise.
You could still find life
on Scalos very pleasant.
And very brief.
It'll be just as brief here.
You cannot get back
to your own level.
No answer, Captain.
Do I displease you so much?
Oh, no.
I can think of nothing
I'd...
rather do...
than stay with you.
Except staying alive.
Energize.
Good-bye, Captain.
[Transporter Energizes]
Well, Mr. Spock,
what have you got?
Dr. McCoy and I have
synthesized a possible counteragent
to the Scalosian water.
Regrettably, we did not
have the opportunity to test it.
Let's test it.
Nothing's happening.
You do seem
to be moving very slowly, Captain.
[Slowed-Down Voice]
Mister...
Spock.
Captain Kirk,
where the blazes did you come from?
Out of the nowhere,
into the here.
Is Mr. Spock coming, too?
Scotty.
Captain's Log,
Star date 5710.9.
Mr. Spock has remained
in accelerated time
so that he might
repair the ship more rapidly.
[Sulu]
Somebody's repairing every console.
[Scotty]
This panel's being recircuited
at incredible speed.
I think
we've located Mr. Spock.
Lieutenant,
are your circuits clearing?
Yes, sir.
Cancel Red Alert,
Mr. Sulu.
Aye, sir.
Open all channels.
Captain to crew,
repairs are now being
effected by Mr. Spock.
The ship will resume normal operations
almost immediately.
Mr. Spock, my compliments
to your repair work and yourself.
Thank you, Captain.
I found it...
an accelerating experience.
Yes.
No malfunctions anywhere?
Lieutenant.
Oh, I'm sorry, sir.
I touched the tape button
accidentally.
I'll take it off.
That's...
no malfunction.
No, sir.
Good-bye...
Deela.A ghost planet?
I suggest no supernatural
explanation, Captain.
I merely point out
that the facts do not fit
any known categories
of planets.
Let's take the facts.
That should explain something.
Undoubtedly.
The age of this planet
would seem to be only
a few thousand years.
It would be impossible
for vegetation
to evolve
in so short a period.
Its size is approximately
that of Earth's moon.
But its mass and atmosphere
are similar to Earth.
That would be
difficult to explain.
It would be
impossible, Captain.
An atmosphere could not
evolve in so short a period.
- And yet it has.
- Evidently.
But the inconsistencies
are so compounded
as to present a seemingly
impossible phenomenon.
But a fascinating one.
Precisely, Captain.
It would bear
closer investigation
if we're to provide Starfleet
with an accurate report.
Lieutenant, send Dr. McCoy to the
transporter room for survey party.
We'll also need
Senior Geologist D'Amato.
Feed beam down coordinates
to the transporter room.
Mr. Sulu,
you'll accompany me.
Mr. Spock,
you have the con.
Lieutenant Rahda, report
to the bridge immediately.
This expedition should be
a geologist's dream, Mr.