right.
Let's take it from the top.
The top of what?
Name.
My name?
No, my name!
Play games with me, mister,
and you're through.
I am?
May I go now?
What do you think?
He's a Russkie.
That's the stupidest
thing I've heard.
Of course,
he's a Russkie,
but he's a retard
or something.
We better call Washington.
Don't move.
O.K. Make nice.
Give us the ray gun.
I warn you-
lie on the floor,
or I'll stun you.
Go ahead.
Stun me.
I'm very sorry, but...
Must be the radiation.
Emergency.
We have a security breach.
General alarm.
Hit the deck!
Aah!
Man down.
Get a corpsman over here.
Yes, sir.
Any luck?
Nothing.
I shouldn't have
left him.
You did what was necessary.
Keep trying.
You'll find him.
Scotty, you promised me
an estimate
on the dilithium crystals.
It's going slowly, sir.
It'll be
well into tomorrow.
That's not good enough.
You've got to do better.
I'll try, sir. Scott out.
He's in a wee bit of a snit.
He's a man of deep feelings.
Aye. What else is new?
They left last night.
We didn't want
a mob scene.
Besides, it's easier
on you this way.
You sent them away
without even letting me
say goodbye?
You son of a bitch!
Admiral!
Admiral Kirk!
Admiral Kirk!
Admiral!
Admiral Kirk!
Wait!
Admiral!
Admiral Kirk!
Oof!.
Admiral!
Admiral!
Admiral Kirk!
Can you hear me?
They're gone!
I need your help!
Are you in there?
Admiral, we have a problem!
Admiral!
Admiral Kirk!
Can you hear me?
Admiral!
Admiral Kirk!
Can you hear me?
Admiral Kirk!
Can you hear me?
I need your help!
Oh, my God.
Aah...
Aah!
Hello, Alice.
Welcome to Wonderland.
Oh, it's true.
It's true?
What you said.
Yes, it is.
You picked a great time
to drop in.
Oh, take it easy.
We need your help.
Is any of this real?
Yes, it's real. Take a look.
Storage tanks for your whales.
Admiral, they're gone.
Gone?
They were taken last night.
They're in Alaska by now.
Damn.
But they're tagged.
You can go
find them, right?
We can't go anywhere.
What kind of
a spaceship is this?
It's a spaceship
with a missing man.
Admiral,
full power has been restored.
Thank you, Mr. Spock.
Hello, doctor.
Welcome aboard.
Admiral, are you there?
Yes, Uhura.
What's wrong?
I've located Chekov, sir.
They're taking him
to emergency surgery
right now.
Where?
Mercy Hospital.
Mercy Hospital?
That's in
the Mission district.
They report his condition
as critical.
He's not expected to survive.
Jim...
you've got to let me
go in there.
Don't leave him in the hands
of20th century medicine.
Admiral, may I suggest
that Dr. McCoy is correct?
We must help Chekov.
Is that the logical thing
to do, Spock?
No, but it is
the human thing to do.
Right.
Will you help us?
How?
Well...
we'll have to look
like physicians.
We'll try down here.
You check there.
Ohh.
Ohh.
What's the matter with you?
Kidney dialysis.
Dialysis?
My God. What is this,
the dark ages?
Here.
Now, you swallow that.
If you have any problems,
just call me.
Here. I got it.
Let's go.
Bones.
He's being held
in the security corridor.
One flight up.
His condition is critical.
Come on.
Uh, excuse me.
We'll take that.
Hold the door!
Hold that door.
Emergency.
You were there
when it happened?
Yeah. I heard everything.
Weintraub says
radical chemotherapy,
or she'll croak.
Well, what about
Gottlieb?
All he talked about
was image therapy.
I thought they'd
punch each other out.
Unbelievable.
You have
a different view, doctor?
It sounds like
the goddamn
Spanish Inquisition
to me.
Bad day.
Out of the way.
Sorry. I have
strict orders-
Ohh!
Want an acute case
on your hands?
This woman has
immediate postprandial
upper abdominal
distention!
Ohh!
Get out of the way.
What did you say
she's got?
Cramps.
Who are you?
Why aren't you masked?
Who are these people?
I don't know.
What the hell is that?
What are you doing?
Tearing of the middle
meningeal artery.
What's your degree