Lokai.
He has taken refuge aboard
this ship. I am here to claim him.
All personnel aboard this vessel
are subject to my command.
No one claims anyone
without due process.
My apologies, Captain.
I overstepped my powers.
Claim is undoubtedly
an unfortunate word.
What is your authorization?
From what source?
I am chief officer of the Commission
on Political Traitors.
Lokai was tried and convicted
of treason, but had escaped.
[Snickers]
May I see him, please?
He's in Sick Bay.
Remember, since you're
aboard the Enterprise,
you're bound
by its regulations.
Hmm. With your
permission, Captain.
Mr. Spock.
Well, Lokai, it's a pleasure
to see you again.
This time
I'm sure our joining
will be of a more
permanent nature.
Captain,
you are to be congratulated.
Never before has Lokai
been rendered so... quiescent.
I will not return to a land
of murdering oppressors!
I told you where
you were going.
I allowed your fellow countryman
here simply as a courtesy.
And you see how
this killer repays you,
as he repays
all his benefactors.
Benefactors?
He's a liar!
He raided our homes,
tore us from our families,
herded us together like cattle
and then sold us as slaves!
They were savages, Captain.
We took them into our hearts,
our homes. We educated them.
Yes! Just education enough
to serve the master race.
You were the product of our love!
And you repaid us with murder.
Why should a slave
show mercy to the enslaver?
Slaves?
That was changed thousands
of years ago. You were freed.
Freed?
Were we free to be men?
Free to be
husbands and fathers?
Free to live our lives
in equality and dignity?
Yes, if you knew
how to use your freedom.
You were free enough to burn all
the things that had been built!
I tried to break the chains
of 100 million people.
My only crime is that I failed,
to that I do plead guilty.
There is an order
in things.
He asks for utopia
in a day.
It can't be done.
Not in a day. And not in ten times
10,000 years by your thinking.
To you, we are a breed
who will never be ready.
Genocide for my people
is the plan for your utopia.
You're insane, you filthy
little plotter of ruin!
You vicious subverter
of every decent thought!
Oh, you're coming back
to pay for your crimes!
I know you and all those
with whom you're plotting
to take power permanently.
When I return to Cheron,
you will understand what power is.
I will have
armies of followers.
It's now very clear you know each
other extremely well, gentlemen.
The only service this ship
can offer is to bring you together.
It is not a battlefield!
Captain, I led revolutionaries,
not criminals!
I demand political asylum.
This ship is a sanctuary.
I'll tell you once more.
For you, this ship is a prison.
Captain,
it is imperative
that you return Lokai
to Cheron for judgment.
Commissioner, Cheron is not
a member of the Federation.
Your demand for possession
of this prisoner cannot be honored.
There are no extradition
procedures to allow it.
Is that clear,
Commissioner Bele?
Captain, I hope
you will be sensible.
- How do you mean?
- Cooperation.
I cannot take sides.
Since I am without a vessel
to return to Cheron,
I insist that you
take us there immediately.
Impossible.
I have a mission to accomplish.
There's a planet to be
decontaminated. Lives are at stake.
Once that has been completed,
I'll return to Star base 4 and
turn you over to the authorities.
You can make your case to them.
I am sorry, Captain.
That will not be satisfactory,
not at all satisfactory.
Commissioner, as a visiting
dignitary from a far planet,
I offer you every hospitality
aboard this ship.
Choose any other course --
You're the captain.
Yes, I am.
I think we can consider
your... problem... settled.
At least for the present.
I have ordered guest quarters
for you on deck six.
And I suggest you get
a great deal of rest.
Especially your vocal chords.
It seems you'll have
a double