Particularly where
humans are involved.
However, despite Starfleet judgment
of the pliancy of the lieutenant,
she put up a valiant struggle
to retain her identity.
Dr. McCoy is correct, Captain.
While the truth
was difficult to accept,
when it was revealed,
the girl reacted well.
I would say her struggle in this would
strengthen her entire ego structure.
Would either of you credit Scotty's
steadfast belief in her as a factor?
You mean, love as motivation?
Hmm.
Humans do claim a great deal
for that particular emotion.
- I suppose it is possible: however--
- No however, Mr. Spock.
It was a factor, and it will be
a factor in the girl's recovery.
Do I take it
both of you agree...
that Lt. Romaine need not return
to star base for treatment?
-I think work would be a better therapy.
-Logical.
- Capt. Kirk to Mr. Scott.
- Scott here, sir.
- How is Lt. Romaine?
- Beautiful, Captain.
Yes, Mr. Scott. Do I take it
you say she is fit for duty?
- Positively, Captain.
- Thank you. Kirk to bridge.
- Sulu, Captain.
- Mr. Sulu, set course for Memory Alpha.
- Lt. Romaine has a lot of work to do.
- Yes, sir.
Well, this is an Enterprise first.
Dr. McCoy, Mr. Spock
and Engineer Scott...
find themselves
in complete agreement.
Can I stand the strain?
[ Chuckles ][Captain Kirk]
Captain's Log : Star date 5818.4.
A botanical plague is devastating a
planet in the quadrant of the galaxy...
where the Enterprise
is operating at present.
It threatens to destroy the vegetation
on the entire planet,
leaving it uninhabitable.
At Federation orders, we're proceeding
at top warp speed to the planet Ardana,
where the only source
of zenite exists.
It is the one substance
that can halt the plague.
Captain, the high advisor of Ardana
is ready to receive you on Stratos, sir.
On Stratos? That's their cloud city,
isn't it, Mr. Spock?
- It is, Captain.
- There must be some mistake.
Do you have the coordinates
to the mine entrance available?
They've already been provided
to the transport officer, Captain.
Along with those of the council chamber
of the high advisor.
Kirk to transporter room.
[Mr. Scott]
Ready to transport, Captain.
Are you locked in on the mine entrance
or on their cloud city, Stratos?
The mine entrance.
That's what you ordered, Captain.
Fine. Uhura.
Tell the high advisor that...
we request to dispense with welcoming
ceremonies due to the emergency,
that we're beaming directly down to
the mine entrance in order to ensure...
the fastest possible delivery
of the zenite : the need is urgent.
- Aye, sir.
- Mr. Spock, come with me.
Oh, tell them that
we appreciate the honor...
and that we look forward to
some visit in the future.
- Aye, sir.
- [ Control Board Beeping ]
Stratos, Captain. A city
actually floating in the sky.
[Kirk]Looks as tranquil
as its reputation.
It is one of the most interesting
metropolises in the galaxy.
- Have you ever visited here, Captain?
- Once.
- I didn't have time to look around.
- I've never had the opportunity.
However, I hear its art forms
are incomparable.
Yes, art is the population's
chief occupation.
It is a totally
intellectual society.
All forms of violence
have been eliminated.
There's the mine entrance. The zenite
consignment should have been there.
I don't understand it. Those Troglyte
miners were supposed to have...
made delivery
when we beamed down.
- Perhaps there is another entrance.
- Perhaps.
It would seem the Troglytes have
changed their minds about delivery.
Space-- the final frontier.
These are the voyages
of the starship Enterprise.
Its five year mission :
to explore strange new worlds,
to seek out new life
and new civilizations,
to boldly go where
no man has gone before.
Who are you?
What's the meaning of this attack?
Interference breeds attack,
Captain. Come on!
We're here by permission of your
government on an emergency mission.
Move on, Captain!
Troglytes, halt!