"You'll enjoy Commodore Travers." "He sets a good table." "I wonder if he brought his personal chef along with him to Cestus III." "Probably." "Rank hath its privileges." "How well we both know that, huh?" "Scotty." " Kirk here." " Travers, Jim." "We're waiting." "Good, commodore." "We're on our way." "Be sure to bring along your tactical people." "I've got an interesting problem for them." "We'll beam down immediately, commodore." "Kirk out." "Captain, I wonder why he's so insistent that our tactical aides come down." "This colony is isolated, exposed, out on the edge of nowhere." "He probably wants additional advice." "Perhaps, captain, but nevertheless, I..." "Spock, isn't it enough the commodore is famous for his hospitality?" "I, for one, could use a good nonreconstituted meal." "Doctor, you are a sensualist." "You bet your pointed ears I am." "Ready whenever you are, captain." "Energize." " Kirk to Enterprise." "Red alert." " What is it, captain?" "Cestus III has been destroyed." "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 civilisations, to boldly go where no man has gone before." "Full alert." "Tricorder readings, Mr. Spock." "Life detection." "Those messages we got, captain, the one directing us here yesterday..." "Faked." "All this happened several days ago." "Lang, over there." "Look for survivors." "Kelowitz, that way." "O'Herlihy, stick with me." "Captain, impulses that direction." "Very weak, possibly a survivor." "Come on, Bones." "Captain's log, stardate 3045.6." "The Enterprise has responded to a call from Earth observation outpost on Cestus III." "On landing, we have discovered that the outpost has been destroyed." "Captain, over there." " Careful." " Careful." "Shock, radiation burns, internal injuries for certain." "He's in a bad way, captain." "Keep him alive, Bones." "I want to know what's been happening here." "Getting another life reading, captain." " Survivors?" " Not survivors." "Not warm-blooded." "Living creatures, but not human." "Where?" "Azimuth, 93 degrees." "Range, 1570 yards." "O'Herlihy." "Captain, I see something." "Cover." "Kirk to Enterprise." "Lock on transporters." "Beam us up." "Captain, we're coming under attack." "Unidentified ship quartering in." "We can't beam you up." "I've just rigged up defensive screens." "Keep those screens up." "Fire all phasers." "Firing phasers, captain." "The alien has screens up too." "Take all action necessary to protect the ship." "We'll hold out here." "Are you under attack, captain?" " We could drop screens." " Keep those screens up." "Worry about us when the ship is safe." "Kirk out." "If they lower those screens to beam us up, they'll be open to phaser attack." "We're hopelessly outnumbered here, captain." "Those disrupters versus our hand phasers..." "We're stuck with it, Mr. Spock." "We'll have to make do with what we've got." "Kelowitz, Lang, flank out." "Lay down fire on coordinates Mr. Spock gave you." "Even if you don't see them." "Keep your heads down." "Helpless down here." "And the Enterprise..." "Sulu is an experienced combat officer, captain." "It's my ship, Mr. Spock." "I should be there." " We can't even get at them." " Nor can they at us, at the moment." "Not unless they move their original position." "That intervening high ground." "You remember the layout of this place?" "The arsenal?" "About 100 yards in that direction." "But after an attack as thorough as this one..." "I'll risk it." "Kirk here." "Report." "Captain, are you all right?" "Never mind about me." "What about the ship?" "We returned fire with all phaser banks." "Negative against its deflector screen." " Arm your photon torpedoes." " Aye, aye, sir." "Arm photon torpedoes." "Stand by." "Any identification on the attacking vessel?" "No, sir." "Doesn't correspond with any configuration we're familiar with." "We can't get visual contact." "She's too far away." "Mr. Sulu, photon torpedoes locked on." "Photon torpedoes locked on, captain." "Fire all banks." "All banks fired, sir." "Sulu." "Sulu, our communications are being interfered with." "Now, get this straight:" "Do anything you think necessary to protect the ship." "Leave orbit, maximum warp, anything." "Clear?" "Clear, captain." "But you..." "Never mind about me." "Protect my ship." "Yes, sir." "Photon torpedoes negative, captain." "I'm warping out of orbit." "Good." "Contact me when you can." "Kirk out." "How is he, doctor?" "He'll be dead in half an hour if we don't get him some decent care." "They're moving." "I've got to get to the captain." "I've locked on to the enemy, captain." "They're moving toward the high ground." "They've locked on to my tricorder." "Very ingenious." "They fed back my own impulses and built up an overload." "We'll see how ingenious they are." "Here, give me a hand with this grenade launcher." "Lang!" "Any word from the Enterprise?" "Sulu's taken her out of orbit." "They got Lang, sir." " Did you see them?" " No, sir." "An evaluation, Mr. Kelowitz." "Where do you think they are?" "If I were them, I'd go to the high ground on the right." "I'd make it 1,200 yards." "Azimuth 87." "It's pretty close for one of these little jewels, captain." "It will be a lot closer to them." "Stand clear." " Kirk here." " Captain, the alien is withdrawing." "She's at extreme range, but our sensors indicate she just activated her transporters." "Lock on to the alien, Mr. Sulu." "I don't wanna lose her." "Aye, aye, sir." "Our screens are down." "We can beam you up now, sir." "I want a search party of 30 medical personnel beamed down immediately to search for survivors." "Notify the Transporter Room." "Lock on to us." "We're beaming up." "Aye, aye, sir." "Captain's log, supplement." "We have beamed back to the Enterprise and immediately set out in pursuit of the alien vessel." "It appears to be headed towards a largely unexplored section of the galaxy." "Can you tell me what happened?" "Scanners reported a ship approaching." "We get them now and then." "They're all welcome to use our facilities." "You know that, sir." "They came in, space normal speed, using our regular approach run, but they knocked out our phaser batteries with their first salvo." "From then on, we were helpless." "We weren't expecting anything!" "Why should we?" "We didn't have anything anyone would want!" "Easy, easy." "They poured it on like..." "Like phasers, only worse, whatever they were using." "I tried to signal them." "We called up, tried to surrender." "We had women and children." "I told them that." "I begged them." "They wouldn't listen." "They didn't let up for a moment." "Lieutenant, the Enterprise received two messages, ostensibly from Cestus III." "One for the Enterprise to go there and the other for myself and my tactical crew to beam down to the surface." "They hit us a full day before you got there, captain." "No messages came from us, captain." "Why did they do it?" "Why?" "Why did they do it?" "There has to be a reason." " There has to be a reason!" " It was a trap." "Getting the Enterprise to come to Cestus III." "Getting us and our whole crew to come ashore." "Very clever." "As to the reason..." "The reason is crystal clear." "The Enterprise is the only protection in this section of the Federation." "Destroy the Enterprise, and everything is wide open." "You allude to invasion, captain, yet positive proof has not..." "I have all the proof I need on Cestus III." "Not necessarily, sir." "Several possible explanations come..." "How can you explain a massacre like that?" "No, Mr. Spock, the threat is clear and immediate." "Invasion." "Very well, then." "If that's the case, you must make certain that the alien vessel never reaches its home base." "I intend to." "If we can keep them in the dark as to our strength, they'll never dare move against us." " Captain to helmsman." " Sulu here, sir." " Is the alien still making warp 5?" " Affirmative, sir." " Initiate warp 6." " Affirmative, sir." "Overtake." "Phaser banks." "Lock on to the enemy vessel." "Stand by for firing orders." "All hands, this is the captain." "We are going into battle." "All hands, battle stations." "Red alert." "I repeat, red alert." "This is no drill." "This is no drill." "Captain's log, stardate 3046.2." "We are in hot pursuit of the alien vessel which destroyed the Earth outpost on Cestus III." " Mr. DePaul?" " Yes, sir." "Position." "Twenty-two-point-three parsecs beyond latest chart limit, sir." "All scanners lock into computer banks." "I want a complete record of this." "Mr. Spock." "What do we have on this general area?" "Virtually nothing, captain." "No records of any explorations." "There are rumours of certain strange signals on subspace channels." "However, none has ever been recorded." "Anything on intelligent life forms?" "Nothing specific, captain." "Unscientific rumours only." "More like space legends." "Security control, this is bridge." "Status report." "Mr. Sulu, status, alien vessel." "They must be aware we're after them, sir." "They've gone to warp 6 also." "Warp factor 7." "Aye, aye, sir." "Something the matter, Mr. Spock?" "A sustained warp-7 speed will be dangerous, captain." "Thank you, Mr. Spock." "I mean to catch them." "We'll either catch them, or we'll blow up, captain." "They may be faster than we are." "They'll have to prove it." "Yes, Mr. Spock?" "You mean to destroy the alien ship, captain?" "Of course." "I thought perhaps the hot pursuit alone might be sufficient." "Destruction may be unnecessary." "Colony Cestus III has been obliterated, Mr. Spock." "The destruction of the alien vessel will not help that colony, Jim." "If the aliens go unpunished, they'll be back, attacking other Federation installations." "I merely suggest that a regard for sentient life..." "There's no time for that." "It's a matter of policy." "Out here, we're the only policeman around, and a crime has been committed." "Do I make myself clear?" " Very clear, captain." " I'm delighted, Mr. Spock." "Report, Mr. Sulu." "Alien ship maintaining interval, captain." "Now at warp 7." "Warp factor 8." "Aye, aye, sir." "Captain to phaser banks." "All components at battle-ready." "All banks primed." "Aft phaser to bridge." "Work status, all weapons at operational ready." " Captain?" " Yes, Mr. Sulu." "Closing on target, sir." "Good." "Mr. DePaul?" " Yes, sir?" " Our position?" "Two-two-seven-nine PL, sir." "Uncharted solar system at 2466 PM." "This is on the alien's course?" "No, sir." "He's headed away from it." "Captain, sensors report we're being scanned." "By the alien ship?" "No, sir, it's from that solar system ahead." "Any interference?" "Resistance?" "No, sir, just scanning beams." "It's on an unusual wavelength." "Mr. Spock?" "It would appear someone is curious about us." "Mr. Sulu, is the alien still heading away from that solar system?" "Yes, sir." "We're closing, sir." "Lieutenant Uhura, anything further on those scanning beams?" "There's no hostility, sir." "They're not tractors or weapons of any sort, just increasing in intensity." "Steady." "Regular." "It's growing stronger, sir." " Captain!" " Yes, what is it?" "The alien, it's slowing down." "Warp 5, 4, 2." "It's going sublight, sir." "Sir..." " It stopped dead in space." " He may be turning to fight." "No, sir." "They're just dead out there." "Are you sure?" "Yes, sir." "Unmoving." "Then we've got him." "Go to red alert." "Prepare to fire phaser banks." "Sensors, lock on." "Mr. Sulu, continue closing." "Mr. Spock, lock phasers into computers." "Computers will control attack." "Computer lock ready, captain." "All systems standing by." "Range is 1810, 1760." "Range is 1700, 1640." "Range is 1590, 1550 and closing, sir." "Warp 6, warp 5, 4, warp 3, warp 1." "Sublight, captain." "We're stopped, captain." "It's impossible, but..." "AG section." "We're reading only 4.5 here." "Can you confirm?" "It's impossible." "From warp 8, have you lost your mind?" "Same as the alien, captain." " Engine Room acknowledging." " AG section acknowledging." "Mr. Scott, report." "We're dead, captain, locked up." "Frozen tight." " All propulsion systems read zero." " Life systems?" "They're all normal, sir." "Atmosphere, heat, light, no variance." "Phaser banks." " Report." " We're all inoperative here, captain." "No power at all." "No faulty circuits I can find." "Just no power." "Damage control, report." "All systems report normal, captain." "No ascertainable damage." " Then what is it?" " I don't know, sir," " but whatever it is, we cannot move." " We're being held in place, captain." "Apparently from that solar system." "This far out?" "That's impossible." "We are being held." " Tractor beams?" " No, sir." "An unidentifiable power." "We are the Metrons." "You are one of two crafts which have come into our space on a mission of violence." "This is not permissible." "Yet we have analyzed you and have learned that your violent tendencies are inherent." "So be it." "We will control them." "We will resolve your conflict in the way most suited to your limited mentalities." "Captain James Kirk." "This is Kirk." "We have prepared a planet with a suitable atmosphere." "You will be taken there, as will the captain of the Gorn ship which you have been pursuing." "There you will settle your dispute." "I don't understand." "You will be provided with a recording translating device in hopes that a chronicle of this contest will serve to dissuade others of your kind from entering our system, but you will not be permitted to communicate with your ship." "You will each be totally alone." "What makes you think you can interfere..?" "It is you who are interfering." "We are simply putting a stop to it." "The place we have prepared for you contains sufficient elements for either of you to construct weapons lethal enough to destroy the other, which seems to be your intention." "The winner of the contest will be permitted to go his way unharmed." "The loser, along with his ship, shall be destroyed in the interests of peace." "The contest will be one of ingenuity against ingenuity, brute strength against brute strength." "The results will be final." " Just a..." " There will be no discussion." "It is done." "He's gone." "The Enterprise is dead in space, stopped cold during her pursuit of an alien raider by mysterious forces, and I have been somehow whisked off the bridge and placed on the surface of an asteroid, facing the captain of the alien ship." "Weaponless, I face the creature the Metrons called a "Gorn."" "Large, reptilian." "Like most humans," "I seem to have an instinctive revulsion to reptiles." "I must fight to remember that this is an intelligent, highly advanced individual, the captain of a starship, like myself." "Undoubtedly a dangerously clever opponent." " Have you tried overload?" " Aye, sir." "It does no good." "How about bypassing the transformer banks, feed the impulse engines directly?" "I tried that, sir." "Nothing." "Control to bridge, status report:" "All decks..." "Lieutenant Uhura, have sensors learned anything about the nature of the force which holds us here?" "No, sir." "They report they definitely emanate from that solar system ahead." "No indication of its composition?" "Gravimetric?" "Magnetic?" "Electronic?" "Nothing, sir." "This is Captain James Kirk, of the starship Enterprise." "Whoever finds this, please get it to Starfleet Command." "I am engaged in personal combat with a creature apparently called a Gorn." "He's immensely strong." "Already, he has withstood attacks from me that would have killed a human being." "Fortunately, though strong, he is not agile." "The agility and, I hope, the cleverness, is mine." "The Metrons, the creatures that sent us both here, said that the surface of the planet provides the raw material to construct weapons." "There's very little here." "Scrub brush, rocks, an abundance of mineral deposits, but no weapons in the conventional sense." "Still, I need to find one." "Bare-handed against the Gorn I have no chance." "Leave channel one open, lieutenant, just in case." "Aye, aye sir." "What are you gonna do, Mr. Spock?" "I'm going to wait, doctor." " There's little else I can do." " What about the captain?" "If I could help him, I would." "I cannot." "Now, you're the one that's always talking about logic." "What about some logic now?" "Where is the captain, Mr. Spock?" "He's out there, doctor." "Out there somewhere in 1,000 cubic parsecs of space." "And there is absolutely nothing we can do to help him." "A large deposit of diamonds on the surface." "Perhaps the hardest substance known in the universe." "Beautifully crystallised and pointed, but too small to be useful as a weapon." "An incredible fortune in stones." "Yet I would trade them all for a hand phaser or a good solid club." "Yet the Metron said there would be weapons, if I could find them." "Where?" "What kind?" "This is the USS Enterprise calling the Metrons." "Our channels are open." "Come in, please." "We urgently desire a conference." "Please answer." "This may be my last entry." "I am almost exhausted." "Unless I find the weapon the Metron mentioned," "I have very little time left." "Native sulphur, diamonds." "This place is a mineralogist's dream." "Yet there is something about sulphur." "Something very old, something..." "If only I could remember." "The ship, our engines, our weapons." "It's just inconceivable that we are immobilized." "But it has happened, doctor." "We are the Metrons." "Your captain is losing his battle." "We would suggest you make whatever memorial arrangements, if any, which are customary in your culture." "We believe you have very little time left." "We appeal to you, in the name of civilisation, put a stop to this!" "Your violent intent and actions demonstrate that you are not civilised." "However, we are not without compassion." "It is possible you may have feelings toward your captain." "So that you will be able to prepare yourself, we will allow you to see and hear what is now transpiring." "If there were only some way we could contact him." "Yes, indeed, doctor." "If only there were." "You'll notice the substance encrusting that rock." "Yes." "Unless I'm mistaken, it's potassium nitrate." " So?" " Perhaps nothing, doctor." "Perhaps everything." "Earthling!" "Captain!" "Who is this?" "The Metron?" "This is your opponent, earthling." "I have heard every word you have said." " All right." "What do you want?" " I weary of the chase." "Wait for me." "I shall be merciful and quick." " Like you were at Cestus III?" " You were intruding!" "You established an outpost in our space." "You butchered helpless human beings." "We destroyed invaders as I shall destroy you." "Can that be true?" "Was Cestus III an intrusion on their space?" "It may well be possible, doctor." "We know very little about that section of the galaxy." "Then we could be in the wrong." "Perhaps." "That is something best decided by diplomats." "The Gorns simply might have been trying to protect themselves." "Yes." "Fascinating." "Good." "Good." "He knows, doctor." "He has reasoned it out." "Yes." " Yes." " What is it, Spock?" "An invention, doctor." "First potassium nitrate, and now if he can find some sulphur and a charcoal deposit or ordinary coal." "What's he doing?" "Diamonds, the hardest known substance." "Impelled by sufficient force, they would make formidable projectiles." "What force?" "Recall your basic chemistry, doctor." " Gunpowder." " Captain, let us be reasonable." "You have lost." "Admit it to yourself." "Stop running." "Coal." "Can he do it?" "If he has the time, doctor." "If he has the time." "No." "No, I won't kill you." "Maybe you thought you were protecting yourself when you attacked the outpost." "No, I won't kill him!" "Do you hear?" "You'll have to get your entertainment someplace else." "You're a Metron?" "Does my appearance surprise you, captain?" "You seem more like a boy." "I am approximately 1,500 of your Earth years old." "You surprise me, captain." " How?" " By sparing your helpless enemy, who surely would have destroyed you, you demonstrated the advanced trait of mercy, something we hardly expected." "We feel that there may be hope for your kind." "Therefore, you will not be destroyed." "It would not be civilised." " What happened to the Gorn?" " I sent him back to his ship." "If you like," "I shall destroy him for you." "No, that won't be necessary." "We can talk," " maybe reach an agreement." " Very good, captain." "There is hope for you." "Perhaps, in several thousand years, your people and mine shall meet to reach an agreement." "You are still half savage, but there is hope." "We will contact you when we are ready." "Captain!" " Are you all right?" " I don't know." "I don't know." "All right, everybody, back to your posts." "Let's get out of here." " Captain." " Mr. Sulu?" "It's impossible, but there's Sirius over there when it should be here, and Canopus and Arcanis." "We're..." "All of a sudden, we're clear across the galaxy." "Five hundred parsecs from where we are..." "I mean were..." "I mean..." "Don't try and figure it out, Mr. Sulu." "Just plot a course for us back to Cestus III." "Aye, aye, sir." "After you touched off your primitive cannon, captain, we lost the picture the Metron was sending us." " You saw what happened down there?" " Most of it." "I would be interested in knowing what finally happened." "We're a most promising species, Mr. Spock, as predators go." "Did you know that?" " I frequently had my doubts." " I don't." "Not anymore." "And maybe in a thousand years or so, we'll be able to prove it." "Never mind, Mr. Spock." "Doesn't make much sense to me either." "Take us back to where we're supposed to be, Mr. Sulu." " Warp factor 1." " Warp factor 1." "A thousand years, captain?" "Well, that gives us a little time."