beamed aboard the Romulan ship.
Jim and Spock were operating
under Federation orders.
[Groans]
[Groans]
My neck feels like
it's been twisted off.
That's the Vulcan
death grip for you.
There's no such thing
as a Vulcan death grip.
But the Romulans
don't know that.
Sure fooled
the doctors.
You took a big chance
they didn't start an autopsy.
As far as the rest of
the crew's concerned,
I'm still dead.
Why?
That's what this whole
masquerade was about --
to keep the Enterprise
and the Federation off the hook.
So that if
anything went wrong,
you would be
the one to blame.
Bones, I want you
to prepare for surgery.
What for?
[Intercom Whistles]
Sickbay to Bridge.
Scott here, Doctor.
Mr. Scott,
report to sickbay.
I can't leave the bridge
at a time like this.
You have to.
It's urgent.
We're surrounded by enemy vessels
ready to attack us.
I don't know of
anything more urgent.
Well, I do.
Mr. Scott, please.
All right, Doctor.
It better be important.
Scott out.
All right, Doctor,
what's so urgent that --
Captain?
Captain Kirk.
Yes.
Well, you look like
the devil himself,
but as long as
you're alive.
What's it all about?
Are those Romulan officers
still aboard the ship?
They're in the brig,
sir.
I'll need
their Romulan uniform.
Ah ...
aye.
It'll be a pleasure.
I've had special Vulcan dishes
prepared for you.
I hope they're
to your liking.
I am very flattered,
Commander.
There's no doubt that the cuisine
aboard your vessel
is far superior to
that of the Enterprise.
It is, indeed,
a very powerful
recruiting inducement.
We have other
inducements.
What the devil
is Spock doing?
What's delaying him?
I wish I knew.
Scotty, are you sure
we have a clear channel
to Spock?
Aye, sir.
No doubt of it.
We can't wait. Prepare
to beam me aboard the flagship.
But Mr. Spock hasn't sent
the proper coordinates.
It can't be helped, Scotty.
You're taking
an awful chance.
Just don't put me
inside a bulkhead. Energize.
Centurion, I'm sorry.
No one is allowed --
I've escaped
from a Federation vessel.
I have important information
for Subcommander Tal.
He's in control central.
Good. I'll mention
your alertness to him.
Return to your duty.
Thank you, centurion.
You have nothing
in Starfleet
to which to return.
I off --
We ...
offer you
an alternative.
We will find
a place for you,
if you wish it.
A place?
Mm-hmm.
With me.
Romulan women are not
like Vulcan females.
We are not
dedicated to ...
pure logic
and the sterility
of nonemotion.
Our people are warriors.
Often savage.
But we are also
many other pleasant things.
I was not aware of that aspect
of Romulan society.
As a Vulcan,
you will study it.
As a human, you would find ways
to appreciate it.
Please believe me.
I do ...
appreciate it.
I am so glad.
Now one final step to make
the occasion complete.
You will lead
a small party of Romulans
aboard the Enterprise,
and there you will take
your rightful place
as its commander.
And you will lead the ship
to a Romulan port,
with my flagship
at its side.
Yes, of course,
but not
Just this moment.
An hour from now
will do ...
even better.
Would it not ...
Commander?
Yes.
Yes, it will ...
Mr. Spock.
You do know
I have a first name.
I was beginning
to wonder.
Well, I do.
Would you like
to hear it?
How rare ...
and how beautiful.
But so incongruous
when spoken by
a soldier.
If you will
give me a moment,
the soldier will
transform herself ...
into a woman.
Spock to Captain Kirk.
Kirk here.
Captain, are you prepared
to beam over?
I'm already on board,
Spock.
Do you have
the information?
Yes, Captain.
The cloaking device is near
the commander's quarters.
It is closely guarded
and off-limits to all
but authorized personnel.
What is
your present location?
Subcommander Tal,
I'm receiving an alien transmission
from within
our vessel, sir.
You're certain?
Yes, Subcommander.
I must