(McCoy gives the patient an injection.)
KIRK: Your prognosis, Doctor?
MCCOY: Well, I can't give you one, Jim. I've never worked on anyone like him or anything like him.
SPOCK: Yet you are pumping him full of your noxious potions as if he were a human.
MCCOY: When in doubt, the book prevails, Mister Spock. I've run tests. Blood is blood, even when it's green like yours. The organs are there. They're rearranged to a degree, plus a few I've never seen before. Now, I've enriched the oxygen content of his blood and pumped in a strong stimulant. And I must say his recuperative powers appear to be excellent.
LOKAI: You monotone humans are all alike. First you condemn and then attack. I will answer no more questions.
MCCOY: Well, however we view him, Captain, he's certainly no ordinary specimen. Lokai, I don't know what's normal for you exactly, but if I had your readings, I'd be the most incredible physical specimen of all time.
KIRK: We've never encountered a being like you. I'd like to know more about you and your planet.
LOKAI: I'm very tired.
KIRK: And very evasive. Or at least not fully responsive. Now, then,
LOKAI: I insist, I'm extremely tired. Made so by your vindictive cross-examinations. I will answer no more questions.
KIRK: I cannot take sides.
SULU: I can't understand it. I simply have no control.
KIRK: We are going to Ariannus. The lives of a billion people make no other choice possible.
BELE: You are being obtuse, Captain. I am permitting no choice. My will now controls this, and nothing can break it.
KIRK: Bele, I am captain of this ship, and it will follow whatever course I set for it, or I will order its destruction.
BELE: You're bluffing.
KIRK: I will destroy it.
KIRK: Good. Lieutenant Uhura, cancel Red Alert.
UHURA: Aye, sir.
KIRK: Let me reaffirm my position, gentlemen. I could put you in the brig for what you have done, but I won't do it because you are new to this part of the galaxy, which is governed by the United Federation of Planets. We live in peace with full exercise of individual rights. The need to resort to violence and force has long since passed, and it will not be tolerated aboard this ship. You are free to move about the ship. I hope that you'll take the opportunity to know more about the Federation through its best representatives, my crew. But let me make it clear. I will stand for no interference with the function of this ship. All hands, return to normal routine. Captain out.
SPOCK: That description is not scientifically accurate.
CHEKOV: There was persecution on Earth once. I remember reading about it in my history class.
SULU: Yes, but it happened way back in the twentieth century. There's no such primitive thinking today.
BELE: Putting the matter into the hands of your Starfleet Command is, of course, the proper procedure. How long will it be before we hear from them, Captain?
KIRK: I expect the answer is already on its way.
BELE: Well, then, let us drink to their wise solution to our problem.
SPOCK: Commissioner, perhaps the experience of my own planet Vulcan may set an example of some value to you. Vulcan was in danger of being destroyed by the same conditions and characteristics which threaten to destroy Cheron. We were once a people like yourselves, wildly emotional, often committed to irrationally opposing points of view, leading, of course, to death and destruction. Only the discipline of logic saved my planet from extinction.
SCOTT: Ready for decontamination procedure.
CHEKOV: Ready, sir.
SULU: Ready here.
UHURA: Ready, Mister Scott.
SCOTT: Mister Sulu, lock into co-ordinates requested by Ariannus.
SULU: Locked in, sir.
SCOTT: Mister Chekov, position tanks for spray release.
CHEKOV: Tanks positioned.
SCOTT: Lieutenant Uhura, advise Ariannus the mission is to begin on signal. All ground precautions must be ready.
UHURA: Ariannus says go ahead.
SCOTT: Well, let 'er rip.
(The planet they are orbiting turns orange, then white and blue)
SCOTT: Scott to Captain Kirk.
KIRK [OC]: Kirk here.
SCOTT: First run complete, sir.
SCOTT: Aye, sir. Ready to repeat decontamination procedure.
SPOCK: Several large cities, uninhabited. Extensive traffic systems, barren of traffic. Lower animal sand vegetation encroaching on the cities. No sapient life-forms registering at all, Captain. There is no evidence of natural disaster, yet there are vast numbers of unburied corpses in all cities.
KIRK: You mean, all the people are dead?
SPOCK: All dead, Captain. They have annihilated each other totally.
BELE: My people, all dead?
KIRK: Yes, Commissioner, all of them.
LOKAI: No one alive?
SPOCK: None at all, sir.
BELE: Your band of murderers did this.
LOKAI: Your genocidal maniacs did this!
UHURA: It doesn't make any sense.
SPOCK: To expect sense from two mentalities of such extreme viewpoints is not logical.
SULU: But their planet's dead. Does it matter now which one's right?
