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Captain's log, stardate 5718.3.

The Enterprise is orbiting Elba II,
a planet with a poisonous atmosphere

where the Federation
maintains an asylum

for the few remaining incorrigible
criminally insane of the galaxy.

We are bringing
a revolutionary new medicine to them,

a medicine with which the Federation
hopes to eliminate mental illness

for all of time.

I am transporting down
with Mr. Spock,

and we are delivering the medicine
to Dr. Donald Cory,

the governor of the colony.

- Donald, good to see you.
- Governor.

Gentlemen, you don't know
what a treat this is for me.

It's been too long
since I've had company, Jim.

The forcefield's back in place now.
That means you two are trapped here.

And I'm not accepting any excuses
for your not dining with me.

We'd be delighted.

Governor, you indicated
one additional inmate

since our last visit,
making a total of 15.

- Is that correct?
- It is.

The rehabilitation programme
isn't progressing too well.

And I have my doubts

about the effectiveness
of this medicine too.

Why, Donald,
are you becoming a pessimist?

I'm afraid I have.

A total of 15 incurably insane
out of billions

is not what I would call
an excessive figure.

- Who is the new inmate?
- Garth.

Garth of lzar,
a former starship fleet captain.

When I was a cadet at the academy,
his exploits were required reading.

He was one of my heroes.

- I'd like to see him, Donald.
- Of course.

Captain.

You're making a mistake.

Captain Kirk is pressed for time
at the moment, Marta.

There's nothing the matter with me.

Can't you see just by looking at me?
Can't you tell just by listening?

She sounds rational enough,
captain.

- I am rational.
- Well, what is it you want to tell me?

I can't tell you in front of him.

You're afraid to talk
in front of Governor Cory?

He isn't really Governor Cory at all.
That's just it.

She's been saying that
for days now.

Our medical staff
can't figure out why.

Here's Garth.

He's been unusually disturbed,

and we've had to impose
additional restraint.

Cory?

Yes, Jim. I'm Cory.

It's true.

He tricked you.

You said you wanted
to see me, captain.

Well, here I am.

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.

Your Vulcan friend is still alive,
captain.

My phaser was set to stun,
not to kill.

He'll be quite comfortable.

Almost as comfortable as you
and our esteemed governor.

Garth, do you have to make him suffer
like that?

You will address me
by my proper title, Kirk.

I'm sorry.
I should've said "Captain Garth."

I am Lord Garth, formerly of lzar,

and I lead the future masters
of the universe.

I'm sorry, Lord Garth.

You Earth people are a stiff-necked lot,
aren't you?

Release him.

I'm afraid that subjugating you
won't be enough.

You must be confined.

And all the people of the galaxy
who will not bow to my will

must be confined or destroyed.

Captain Garth, listen to me.

Our beloved governor
has decided to address us,

and we have not given him
our permission to speak.

Are you so afraid of him
that you must keep him pinned?

I'm afraid of no one.
You're all powerless against me.

Thank you.

Now, what have you done
with the medicine?

The medicine? You mean the poison.
I destroyed it...

- Destroyed it? It was your only hope.
- Silence!

The chatter of inferior weaklings
wearies me.

And it's time I took command
of the Enterprise.

You will help me, of course.

- Of course.
- My crew mutinied.

The first use I will make
of the Enterprise

is to hunt them down
and punish them for that.

The crew of the Enterprise
will also mutiny.

But they won't.

You see, captain,

there's a helpful technique
I've mastered.

Goodbye, darling, I'll miss you.

Governor Cory, how do you feel?

All right.

There is no help for any of us

if that madman is in command
of the Enterprise.

He boasts that he's created
the most powerful explosive

in the universe, and I believe him.

How does he manage
to change form at will?

The people of Antos

taught him the techniques
of cellular metamorphosis

to restore the destroyed parts
of his body.

And by himself,
he later learned to use the technique

to re-create himself
into any form he wished.

The first time we knew about it
was when a guard,

seeing what he thought was me
in Garth's cell, released him.

He was such a genius.
What a waste.

Forcefield is off. Good.

Remain here out of sight
until I give you the order to join me.

- Kirk to Enterprise.
- Scott here, sir.

Beam me aboard.

Aye, sir.
Queen to Queen's Level 3.

- I said, beam me aboard.
- I said, queen to Queen's Level 3.

We have no time for chess problems.
Beam me aboard.

I'm following your orders, captain.
Queen to Queen's Level 3.

Just testing.

Be in touch with you later.

No!

No!

No!

I gave him the sign.

Why didn't he give me
the countersign?

Something's wrong.

Using the chess problem
was the captain's own suggestion.

He couldn't have forgotten it,
and I can't believe he was testing me.

Lieutenant,
reestablish communication.

Aye, sir.

There's no response, Mr. Scott.

Send an armed detail
to the Transporter Room immediately.

Aye, aye, sir.

Mr. Sulu,
what do your sensors show?

We can't beam anybody down, sir.

The forcefield on the planet
is in full operation

and all forms of transport
into the asylum dome are blocked off.

Well, we could blast our way
through the field,

but only at the risk
of destroying the captain, Mr. Spock,

and any other living thing on Elba II.

How can we be powerful enough
to wipe out a planet

and still be so helpless?

We are going to take the Enterprise.

Do you hear me?

We are going to take her

if I have to shatter every bone
in Captain Kirk's body.

Captain?

Captain Kirk?

Well, I hope you haven't been
too uncomfortable, captain.

I thank you for your concern.
All in all, it's been rather restful.

Good.

Still, I'm afraid I've been quite remiss
in my duties as your host.

But I did invite you down to dinner,
as you may recall.

- I'd forgotten.
- But I haven't.

You and Mr. Spock
are to be my guests.

- Where is Mr. Spock?
- Right here. Marta!

Why can't I blow off
just one of his ears?

Stop that, Marta.

Mr. Spock will think we're lacking
in hospitality.

Won't you join us, captain?

- How are you, Mr. Spock?
- Very well indeed, thank you, captain.

Isn't Governor Cory joining us?

No, the governor doesn't seem
to be on the guest list.

An oversight?

An intentional one.
The governor is fasting.

In that case,
we must decline with thanks.

Captain.

Don't be a fool, Jim.
Go along with him.

Good advice, governor.

Well, captain?

You'll find we set a handsome table,

and the entertainment
is most enjoyable.

You're very persuasive.

Yes, I am. I certainly am.

Keep your hands off Kirk.

You treacherous thing.

- You're jealous.
- I am above that sort of thing.

The captain is annoyed
by your attentions, that's all.

Am I annoying you, dearest?

Not really.

He finds me fascinating,
and you are bothered by it.

- Admit it.
- I may have you beaten to death.

No, you won't,

because I am the most beautiful
woman on this planet.

You're the only woman on this planet,
you stupid cow.

Well, I'm the most beautiful woman
in this galaxy.

- You're repulsive.
- I'm beautiful.

And I'm intelligent too.

I write poetry
and I paint marvellous pictures.

And I am a wonderful dancer.

Lies, all lies!

You're the greatest liar
I have ever met.

Let me hear one poem
you've written.

If you like.

If you could create a diversion,

I might be able to find the control room
and open the forcefield.

All we need is a few seconds
if Scotty has alerted the security detail.

Gentlemen.
Courtesy for the performer.

Shall I compare thee
to a Summer's day?

Thou art more lovely
and more temperate:

Rough winds
do shake the darling buds of May,

And Summer's lease hath all...

- You wrote that?
- Yesterday, as a matter of fact.

It was written by an earthman
named Shakespeare a long time ago.

Which does not alter the fact
that I wrote it again yesterday.

I think it's one of my best poems,
don't you?

I may kill you with my bare hands!

Actually, captain,
she is a superb dancer.

Marta, my dear,
won't you dance for our guests?

That was not a request.

Marvellous, isn't she, captain?

Yes. Incredible.

What is your reaction, Mr. Spock?

Well, I find it mildly interesting
and somewhat nostalgic,

if I understand the use of that word.

Nostalgic?

Yes, it is somewhat reminiscent
of the dances that Vulcan children do

in nursery school.

Of course, the children
are not so well-coordinated.

She's yours if you wish, captain.

Thank you, that's...

...very magnanimous of you.

You'll find that I am magnanimous
to my friends

and merciless to my enemies.

And I want you, both of you,
to be my friends.

On what precisely
is our friendship to be based?

Well, upon the firmest of foundations,
Mr. Spock:

Enlightened self-interest.

You, captain, are second only to me

as the finest military commander
in the galaxy.

That's very flattering.

I am primarily an explorer now,
Captain Garth.

And so have I been.

I have charted more new worlds
than any man in history.

And tried to destroy Antos IV. Why?

Well, I could say because they were
actively hostile to the Federation.

Yes, you could say,
but that would be untrue.

Agreed.

Actually, they were quite harmless,

and they made me whole
when I was maimed and dying.

And in my gratitude,
I offered them a galaxy.

But they rejected me
and I condemned them to death.

How could you,
a starship fleet captain,

believe that a Federation crew
would blindly obey your order

to destroy the entire Antos race,

a people famous for their benevolence
and peaceful pursuits?

That was my only miscalculation.

I had changed.

I had risen
above this decadent weakness,

which still has you in its command,
by the way, captain.

My crew had not.
I couldn't sway them.

But my new crew,
the men in this room,

will obey my orders
without question.

Gentlemen, you have eyes,
but you cannot see.

Galaxies surround us,
limitless vistas.

And yet the Federation would have us
grub away like some ants

on some
somewhat-larger-than-usual anthill.

But I am not an insect.

I am master of the universe,
and I must claim my domain.

I agree there was a time
when war was necessary

and you were our greatest warrior.

I studied your victory at Axanar
when I was a cadet.

In fact, it's still required reading
at the academy.

- As well it should be.
- Very well.

But my first visit to Axanar

was as a new-fledged cadet
on a peace mission.

Peace mission?
Politicians and weaklings.

They were humanitarians
and statesmen.

And they had a dream,

a dream that became a reality
and spread throughout the stars.

A dream that made Mr. Spock
and me brothers.

Mr. Spock, do you consider
Captain Kirk and yourself brothers?

Captain Kirk
speaks somewhat figuratively

and with undue emotion.

However, what he says is logical,
and I do, in fact, agree with it.

Blind. Truly blind.

Captain Kirk
is your commanding officer

and you are his subordinate,

and that is all.

Yet, Mr. Spock,

you are a worthy commander
in your own right,

and in my fleet,

you will surely have a starship
to command.

Please forgive me,
but exactly where is your fleet?

Out there, waiting for me.

They will flock to my cause,
and for good reason.

Limitless power, limitless wealth,

and solar systems ruled by the elite.

We, gentlemen, are that elite,

and we must take
what is rightfully ours

from the decadent weaklings
that now hold it.

- Captain Garth...
- Lord Garth.

As you wish.

At any rate,
you must be aware of the fact

that you are attempting
to re-create the disaster

which resulted in your becoming
an inmate in this place.

I was betrayed
and treated barbarically.

On the contrary, you were treated
with justice and with compassion,

which you've failed to show
towards any of your intended victims.

Logically, therefore,
one must assume...

Remove this animal!

Won't you try some of this wine,
captain?

It has a robust, full-bodied flavour
which I'm sure you'll find diverting.

No, thank you,
I prefer to join Mr. Spock.

And I prefer that you remain here.

Marta, my dear.

We found your little divertissement
enchanting, didn't we, captain?

But there's much, much more to come.
The entertainment has merely begun.

By the way,
I assume you play chess.

- Occasionally.
- So do I.

How would you respond
to queen to Queen's Level 3?

I'm sure you're aware

that there are an infinite number
of countermoves.

I am interested in only one.

I can't for the life of me
imagine which one.

"For the life of me"
is a phrase well-chosen, captain.

It could literally come to that.

Dead, I am of no use to you.

But I could make you long for death,
beg for death.

In the midnight of November
When the Dead Man's Fair is nigh

And the danger in the valley
And the anger in the sky

I wrote that this morning.

- Do you like it?
- Yes, I think it's very good.

Tell him what he wants to know
and we'll go away together.

I can't.

But you must. I beg of you.

No, don't beg, Marta. It's degrading.

Queen to Queen's Level 3, captain.

You'll talk freely,

and quite soon.

What you see before you, captain,
is my latest invention.

Quite ordinary in appearance.
Almost primitive, wouldn't you say?

Yes, I recognise it.
It's used for rehabilitation purposes.

It helped many men back to health.

Appearances can be deceiving.

Once, it was a part
of the rehabilitation process

and, as such, quite painless.

And, I might add, useless too.

It made men docile
and of no use to me.

I've added certain refinements
through the use of ultrasonic waves.

The chair is no longer painless.

Put the governor in it.

Queen to Queen's Level 3,
Captain Kirk?

It is in fact exquisitely painful,

as you will now see.

Interesting, isn't it?

The pain is real
and can be prolonged indefinitely

because there is no actual destruction
of tissue.

Stop it!

Of course, captain.
You had but to ask.

Now, as you can see,
he has not been harmed physically.

Yet the memory
of the exquisite torment remains.

Queen to Queen's Level 3, captain.

- No.
- Too bad.

Remove our distinguished governor.
Put Captain Kirk in the chair.

No, you mustn't do that.

You really are becoming offensive
to me, my dear.

Don't make it necessary
for me to put you in it.

Queen to Queen's Level 3,
Captain Kirk.

Please, stop it.

You want him, don't you?

- Yes.
- Badly enough to join him?

Listen to me, my Lord Garth.

I can get him to tell me
what you want to know.

Might be interesting to have you try.

No breakthrough?

No, Mr. Scott,
still no response from the planet.

Sensor readings?

The forcefield is weakest
on the far side of the planet.

We can send down a shuttlecraft
carrying a team in environmental suits.

It won't work, Scotty.

They'd have to cover
thousands of miles

through a poisonous atmosphere
before they'd ever reach the asylum.

Aye, you're right.

Even if they made it, they couldn't
carry anything powerful enough

to break through the asylum dome.

Only the ship herself could do that.

Probably kill Jim and Spock.

Doctor, they may already be dead.

Slowly, darling, slowly.

Rest.

Is this more of Garth's
persuasion, Marta?

I told him I'd discover your secret.

I lied.

I would have told him anything
to save you from that torment.

- I believe you mean that.
- I do.

This is where I've longed to be.

I think I knew I loved you
from the moment I first saw you.

Marta.

Marta,

I can help you.

But I must get to the Enterprise
to do that.

- That's not possible.
- Yes, it is. It is.

If I can get to the control room

and remove the forcefield,
then Garth is finished.

- Garth is my leader.
- He will lead you to destruction.

He's already destroyed the medicine
that could have helped you.

But there's more medicine
aboard the ship.

I'll help you, but you must wait.

You do you see that, don't you?

Soon your friend Spock will be here,
and then...

- Spock?
- At least I've arranged that much.

How did you manage that?

A convincing lie told to a guard

who finds me desirable.

Darling.

No, no, you mustn't stop me.

He's my lover and I have to kill him.

She seems to have worked out
an infallible method

for assuring permanent male fidelity.

- Interesting.
- I'm very glad to see you.

Thank you, captain.
We're now armed.

I presume we shall try
to reach the control room.

Yes, you presume correctly.

- Forcefield is now off, captain.
- Kirk to Enterprise.

- Kirk to Enterprise.
- Mr. Scott, it's the captain.

Scott here, captain.
You had us worried.

Mr. Scott,
I want a fully armed security detail

beamed down here on the double.

They're already
in the Transporter Room, sir.

And have Dr. McCoy

prepare additional medicine
as quickly as possible.

Aye, aye, sir.

Captain, I suggest you return
to the ship at once.

Your safety is vital to the Enterprise.

Waiting for your order, captain.

I also request permission
to remain here,

in charge of the security team
you beam down.

- Very well, Spock.
- Still waiting, captain.

Mr. Scott, the captain's life
is in immediate danger.

Beam him aboard at once.

The security team
will be entrusted to me.

Queen to Queen's Level 3.
Repeat, queen to Queen's Level 3.

He's waiting for
the proper reply, captain.

Give the countersign as ordered.

Scotty, Mr. Spock
will give the countersign.

Give him the countersign, captain.

Security detail,
stand by to beam down.

Blast away, captain, if you can.

Do you think I'm fool enough
to give you a charged phaser?

What have you done with Spock?
Where is he?

I have done nothing with him as of yet,
but I do have plans for him.

The Vulcan will die rather horribly,

and his death
will be on your conscience.

- Captain Garth...
- Lord Garth.

No, sir.

Captain Garth,
starship fleet captain.

That's an honourable title.

And I was the greatest of them all,
wasn't I?

Yes, you were.

Yes.

- But you're a sick man now, sir.
- I have never been more healthy.

No. No, think.

Think back to what you were,

before the accident
that sent you to Antos IV.

Try.

I can't remember.

It's almost as if I had died
and was reborn.

No, l... I can remember.

You were the finest student
at the academy,

the finest starship captain.

You were the prototype,
the model for the rest of us.

Yes, I do remember that.

It was a great responsibility,
but one I was proud to bear.

And you bore it well.

And the disease that changed you,

it's not your fault.

And the terrible things you did
since then,

you're not truly responsible.

I don't wanna hear any more.

You're weak, and you're trying
to drain me of my strength.

No, I'm not.

I want you to find
what you once had.

I want you go back to the greatness
that you've lost, Captain Garth.

I am Lord Garth,

master of the universe.

You doubt me only because I have not
as of yet had my coronation.

- No, sir, listen to me. I can...
- Stop!

- On your knees.
- No.

On your knees before me.

All the others before me have failed.

Alexander, Caesar, Napoleon, Hitler,
Lee Kuan, Krotus.

All of them are dust.

But I will triumph.

I will make the ultimate conquest.

The throne must be higher.

It must be higher than anything else
in this room.

Use that table as a pedestal.

Welcome back, Captain Kirk.

I'm glad you could make it
for the coronation.

- Coronation?
- Yes.

Oh, I know that even a real throne
is no more than merely a chair,

but the symbolism is important,
don't you agree?

Yes, I agree.
You'll wear a crown too, I presume?

Well, again, just as a token.

Not impressive in itself,

but it will serve as a standard
around which our followers will rally.

Garth, you have only
a handful of men.

You do refuse to enter
into the spirit of the thing,

don't you, captain?

Perhaps you'd like a larger role
in the ceremony.

You could serve as human sacrifice,
for example.

No, I wouldn't enjoy that at all.
Besides, you seem to need me alive.

True. All right.

How about crown prince?

That would make you
our heir apparent.

Heir apparent, I believe,
is the proper role for you.

Besides, we have other candidates
for our human sacrifice.

Who knows?

We're ready.

Well, since there is no one
mighty enough

to perform this ceremony,
we'll perform it ourselves.

Therefore, we hereby proclaim
that I am Lord Garth,

master of the universe.

And we designate our beloved Marta
to be our consort.

And we further designate
Captain James Kirk

of the starship Enterprise
to be our heir apparent.

Let us now remove
our heir apparent

so that we may conclude
this ceremony.

Listen to me.
This may be our last chance.

Garth will destroy all of us
unless you help me stop him.

And he's using you, you know,

because he wants the power
for himself.

I brought something here
that might have cured you,

but he destroyed it.
I can get a patrol down here.

They'd bring some more
of that medicine down here...

Well done.

Well, captain, you continue to resist.

How stupid of you.

Put him in that chair, right here.

I've arranged a small entertainment.

I wouldn't want him to miss any of it.

Oh, captain, even you must admit
that I'm a genius.

What you see here
is my latest invention.

This is an explosive,

the most powerful one in history.

If I were to drop this flask,

the resulting explosion
would vaporise this planet.

Now do you see why it is ridiculous
for you to resist me, captain?

Well, perhaps you require
the demonstration I've arranged.

Watch closely.

Now, it is true that she is deadly
as a poisonous serpent,

but she is also a beautiful woman,

and you have held her
in your arms, captain.

I've ordered my men
to drag her out of the protective dome.

And, of course,
she would choke to death

on the outside
in a matter of minutes,

but I've arranged
a more merciful end for her,

because after all, captain,
she is my consort.

One tiny crystal
implanted in her necklace.

A portion of this explosive
no bigger than a grain of sand.

I propose to detonate it from here.

Oh, poor girl.

Poor, dear, suffering child.

I will help her now.

There's been an explosion
on Elba II.

Point-nine-five.

- It must have wiped out everything.
- Immediate probe.

- Is the forcefield in place, Mr. Sulu?
- Yes, sir, solidly.

Life continues to exist on the planet.

We've gotta break through it
somehow.

Doctor, I told you we couldn't do it

without killing everyone
in the asylum dome.

I know it, Scotty.

Well, there's one last thing
we might try.

Perhaps the ship's phasers can cut
through a section of the forcefield

at its weakest point.

Where did you say that was located,
Mr. Sulu?

On the far side of the planet,
Mr. Scott.

Will it leave a margin of safety
for the people below?

- Yes, sir.
- Prepare to change orbital path.

Orbital coordinates released, sir.

Break synchronous orbit.
Come to course 14, mark 68.

Course 14, mark 68.

- Synchronous orbit reestablished, sir.
- Ship's phasers to narrow beam.

- Ship's phasers ready, sir.
- Let's punch a hole in it. Full power.

Another blast, full power.

Forcefield's still holding, sir.

Here.

How are your nerves, Kirk?

All I can say, Garth:
If it happens to me, it happens to you.

You're an extraordinary fellow, Kirk.

Your stubbornness defies all logic.

Logic, there's the key.

Your friend Spock is a logical man.

A very logical man.

Go and bring the Vulcan here to me.

Spock is not only a more logical man
than you, captain,

he's a more intelligent one, I'm sure.

I shall establish a rapport with him.

Fascinating.

Your Vulcan friend
is a very ingenious fellow.

This could be most amusing.

- That's Garth. Stun him.
- Hold it, Spock. That's Garth.

Look at me carefully, Spock.

- Can't you tell I'm your captain?
- Queen to Queen's Level 3.

I won't answer that.
That's exactly what he wants to know.

Very clever, Garth.

That's exactly what I was gonna say.

What are you doing?

Arranging to beam down
a security team.

- Are there any objections?
- Yes, they may walk into a trap.

That's right. Garth can destroy us.

Fascinating.

What manoeuvre did we use

to defeat the Romulan vessel
near Tau Ceti?

Very good, Spock.
The Cochrane deceleration.

Spock,

you know the Cochrane deceleration's
a classic battle manoeuvre.

Every starship captain knows that.

Agreed, captain.

Captains.

Gentlemen, whichever one of you
is Captain Garth

must at this moment
be expending a great deal of energy

to maintain the image
of Captain Kirk.

That energy level
cannot be maintained indefinitely,

and I have time.

I'm your captain, Spock.
Can't you tell? Shoot. Shoot!

He's right, Spock, you must shoot.
But you must shoot both of us.

It's the only way to ensure the safety
of the Enterprise.

Captain Kirk, I presume.

Mr. Spock.

Spock to Enterprise.

Enterprise here.
Queen to Queen's Level 3.

Queen to King's Level 1.

Will intramuscular injection
be satisfactory?

Intravenous is indicated

unless circumstances
make it impossible.

How long before it takes effect,
Dr. McCoy?

Reversal of arterial and brain damage
should begin almost immediately.

Captain Garth, I'm James Kirk.

I'm Mr. Spock,
science officer on a starship.

The starship Enterprise.

Starship?

- Starship...
- Yes, sir, the Enterprise.

I'm the captain.

- Can I help you?
- No, captain.

The medicine
seems to be taking effect.

I can manage. It's very encouraging.

Should I know you, sir?

No, captain. No.

- Mr. Spock.
- Yes, captain?

Tell me something.

Why was it so impossible
to tell the difference between us?

It was not impossible, captain.
Our presence here is proof of that.

Yes, and congratulations.

What took you so long?

The interval of uncertainty
was actually fairly brief, captain.

It only seemed long to you.

I was waiting for a victor
in the hand-to-hand struggle,

which I assumed
would be Captain Garth.

Because of your depleted condition.

Failing a resolution to the struggle,

I was forced to use other means
to make my determination.

I see.

Mr. Spock,

letting yourself be hit on the head,

and I presume you let yourself
be hit on the head,

is not exactly a method
King Solomon would have approved.

- Mr. Scott, ready to beam up.
- Aye, aye, sir.