All language subtitles for Star Trek II The Wrath of Khan - Directors Cut 2160p UHD

Captain's Log, Stardate 1513.1.

Our position--
orbiting the planet M-113.

On board the Enterprise--

Mr. Spock,
temporarily in command.

On the planet--

the ruins of an ancient
and long-dead civilization.

Ship surgeon McCoy and myself
are now beaming down

to the planet's surface.

Our mission--

routine medical examination
of archaeologist Robert Crater

and his wife Nancy.

Routine, but for the fact
that Nancy Crater

is that one woman
in Dr. McCoy's past.

Shall we pick some flowers,
Doctor?

When a man visits
an old girlfriend,

she usually expects
something like that.

Is that how you get
girls to like you,
by bribing them?

( chuckles )

Doesn't seem to be
anybody around, does it?

Well, they'll be along.

You rushed us down
ten minutes early.

Professor Crater?

( echoing ):
Professor?

Mrs. Crater?

( tricorder beeping )

Nervous, Dr. McCoy?

A little bit, I guess.

( chuckles )

Well, you see, we walked out
of each other's lives

ten years ago.

She married Crater,
and for all I know,

she may have forgotten me
completely.

Aw...

Of all the bonehead
ideas, Jim.

How do I let myself
in for things like this?

( woman humming )

Leonard!

Nancy!

Hello.

It's good to see you.

Let me look at you.

You haven't aged a day.

Oh, this is Captain Jim Kirk
of the Enterprise.

Mrs. Crater.

I've heard
a great deal about you.

All good, I hope?

( chuckles softly )

And Crewman Darnell.

How do you do... ma'am?

Something wrong, Darnell?

Oh... excuse me, sir.

But, ma'am,
if I didn't know better,

I would swear
that you were somebody

I left behind
on Wrigley's Pleasure Planet.

It's funny. You're exactly
like a girl that...

A little less mouth,
Darnell!

I'm sorry, sir.
I-I didn't mean to, uh...

I mean, I know
it's impossible, of course.

Why don't you step outside,
Darnell?

Yes, sir.

Thank you, sir.

Maybe I'll step outside, too.

What?

And let Plum examine me
all alone?

Plum?

Plum.

A nickname I gave Leonard
when we were very young.

I'll, uh, I'll wait
for the Professor,

and I'll catch
you both at once.

( chuckles )

I'd better go get Bob.

Every time he starts digging,
he forgets time,

sleep, food, everything.

Be back in a minute.

It's quite warm here,
isn't it?

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 civilizations,

to boldly go
where no man has gone before.

Captain's Log,
additional entry.

Since our mission was routine,

we had beamed down to
the planet without suspicion.

We were totally unaware

that each member
of the landing party

was seeing a different woman,
a different Nancy Crater.

Professor, Crater,
I'm Captain Kirk.

This is, uh...
The heroic Captain

and the intrepid Doctor

cross interstellar space
to preserve our health.

Oh, your sense of duty
is overwhelming.

Now will you please go back
where you came from

and tell whoever
issues your orders

to leave me
and my wife alone?

We need additional salt
against the heat.

Aside from that, we're doing
very well, thank you.

I'm pleased to hear
you're doing well.

But I'm required
to confirm that fact.

Doubtless
the good surgeon

will enjoy prodding
and poking us

with his arcane machinery.

Go away.
We don't want you.

What you want is unimportant
right now.

What you will get is
what is required by the book.

Quote: "All research
personnel

"on alien planets
are required

"to have their health certified
by a starship's surgeon

at one-year intervals."

Like it or not, Professor,

as commander of the starship,
I'm required....

To show your gold braid
to everyone.

You love it, don't you?

He's all yours, Plum...
Dr. McCoy.

( sighs )

Sit down and breathe
deeply, please.

Did I hear you
call him Dr. McCoy?

You did.

Hmm.

( device humming )
( exhales )

McCoy...

( inhales and exhales )

I've heard Nancy
speak of a Dr. McCoy.

Well, that's me.
Didn't she mention I was here?

You...?
You've seen Nancy?

She went out to get you.

You've seen her, too.

You were with
the good Doctor.

Yes. Why?

Oh, nothing.

It's just that it gives
me great pleasure

to know that she's gotten
to see an old friend

and has a chance
for some company.

It's different for me.
I enjoy solitude.

But for a woman...
you understand, of course.

Well, it certainly
hasn't aged her.

She looks exactly as
I knew her 12 years ago.

Amazing, Jim,
like a girl of 25.

Oh, sorry.
I'm sorry, Captain.

Sit down.

I seem to have
forgotten my manners.

Quite all right.

I'm not joking, Jim.

She hasn't aged a day.

There's not a gray hair
on her head.

She's got some gray, Bones.

Excuse me, Professor.

She's a handsome woman, yes,
but hardly 25.

You've seen my wife
with the eyes

of your past
attachment, Doctor.

I'm sure when Nancy lets...

When you see her again,

she'll be of a
believable age.

Well, at any rate,

she doesn't look
a day over 30.

CRATER:
Genuine affection.

I'm glad you still
feel it for her.

"Leonard," isn't it?

She's a fine woman.

Open your mouth.

Why, I thought
the machine was...

The machine is capable
of almost anything,

but I'll still put my trust
in a healthy set of tonsils.

Now open your mouth.

( Nancy screams )

( screaming )

( screaming )

( screaming and sobbing )

McCoy.

Dead, Jim.

It's strange...

the red mottling
all over his face.

What happened?

What do you suppose
happened, Captain.

You beamed down
a crewman

who doesn't know better
than to eat an untested plant.

I've just lost a crewman,
Mrs. rater.

I want to know what happened.

Well, I... I...

Just take it
easy, Nancy.

Just tell us
what you know.

Well, I was just....

( Nancy panting )

I couldn't find Bob,
and I was coming back.

I crossed to your crewman.

I wanted him
to know, I...

I wasn't offended
by the things he'd
said back there.

You remember.

Then I...

I noticed he had a Borgia plant
in his hand.

Before I could say anything,
he'd...

he'd taken a bite
from it and he... fell.

His face all...

twisted.

( sobs )

Leonard, you look at me
like you don't believe me.

No. No, no, no.
It's not that at all.

It's something
entirely different.

Uh, Jim, I suppose

we could complete
these examinations later.

We don't need an examination,
you can see that.

Perhaps you'd better
take your man and...

We're well aware
of our next duties, Professor.

We'll complete your
examinations tomorrow.

( sniffles )

Transporter Room.

SCOTT:
Transporter Room, Captain.

Lock onto us.
Three beaming up.

Locked onto you, Captain.

Salt. You did ask him
about more salt tablets.

I'll take care
of the provisioning, Nancy.

Miss Uhura,
your last subspace log

contained an error
in the frequencies column.

Mr. Spock,
sometimes I think

if I hear that
word "frequency"

once more, I'll cry.

Cry?

I was just trying to
start a conversation.

Well, since it
is illogical

for a communications officer
to resent the word "frequency,"

I have no answer.

No, you have an answer.

I'm an illogical woman,

who's beginning
to feel too much

a part of that
communications console.

Why don't you tell me I'm
an attractive young lady?

Or ask me if I've
ever been in love?

Tell me how your
planet Vulcan looks

on a lazy evening,
when the moon is full.

Vulcan has no moon,
Miss Uhura.

I'm not surprised,
Mr. Spock.

( bosun's whistle sounds )

MAN:
Transporter Room to Bridge.

Landing party returning.

They report one death.

Bridge, acknowledging.

I don't believe it.

Explain.

You explain.

That means
that somebody is dead

and you just... sit there.

It could be Captain Kirk.

He's the closest thing
you have to a friend.

Lieutenant,
my demonstration of concern

will not change
what has happened.

The Transporter Room
is very well manned

and they will call me
if they need my assistance.

She called it
a Borgia plant.

( bosun's whistle sounds )
Something new to me.

SPOCK:
Bridge to Dispensary.

Go ahead, Mr. Spock.

Borgia plant listed
in library record tapes

as Carbon Group III vegetation,

similar to Earth
nightshade family.

Alkaloid poison,

chemical structure common
to most Class-M planets.

About the strange mottling
on his facial skin surface...

there is no reference
to this symptom.

Hmm.

Well, then, this
man wasn't poisoned.

Stand by, Mr. Spock.

She said she saw
him eat the plant.

Well, she's mistaken.

I know alkaloid poison
and what to look for.

There's not a trace
of it in his body.

There were bits
of the plant in his mouth.

Jim, don't tell
me my business.

He could not have
swallowed any.

My instruments would
have picked up

any trace of
it whatsoever.

Then what kills
a healthy man...?

Now, I'll tell you
something else.

This man shouldn't be dead.

I can't find anything
wrong with him.

According to all the
tests, he should get up

and just walk
away from here.

( sighs )

I don't know.

I'll have the tests
double-checked.

My eyes may be tricking me.

But I swear, Jim,
when I first saw her,

she looked just as I'd
known her ten years ago.

Granted, at the moment,
I may have been looking at her

through a romantic haze.

How your lost love

affects your vision, Doctor,
doesn't interest me.

I've lost a man.

I want to know what killed him.

Yes, sir.

Captain's Log, Stardate 1513.4.

In orbit around planet M-113.

One crewman,
member of the landing party,

dead by violence, cause unknown,

but we are certain the cause
of death was not poison.

Message, Captain.

Starship base on Corinth IV,

requesting explanation
of our delay here, sir.

Space Commander Dominquez

says we have supplies
he urgently needs.

Tell Jose he'll get his chili
peppers when we get there.

Tell him they're
prime Mexican reds--

I hand-picked
them myself--

but he won't die if he goes
a few more days without them.

Got it?

Got it, Captain.

Well?

No mistake
in our record tapes.

Borgia plant. Sole deadly
property is alkaloid poison.

And Professor Crater and wife?

Check out perfectly.

They arrived here
nearly five years ago,

visited by various vessels,

uh, made fairly heavy shipments
out of artifacts and reports.

However, there has been
a marked drop

in shipments during
the last year.
( bosun's whistle sounds )

McCOY:
Dispensary to Captain.

Kirk here.

We found something.

What is it?

I'd rather not
put it on the speaker.

( monitor beeping )

Fascinating.

So improbable we almost
didn't check it.

What?

Sodium chloride.

Not a trace of it.

This man has no salt
in his body at all.

Can you explain
that, Doctor?

I can't.

Except what we
normally carry

in our bodies is
gone from his.

He would die
almost instantly.

How? There's
no mark on his body.

Except the red rings
on his face.

You called that skin mottling.

I thought it was, sir.

Another error on my part.

I'm not counting them, Bones.

Are you, uh, in the
mood for an apology?

Oh, forget it.

I probably was
mooning over her.

I should have been
thinking about my job.

Perhaps you were.

Both Nancy and Crater
went out of their way

to mention one
item they needed.

Salt tablets.

Mr. Spock,

outfit a landing party.

We're beaming down
with some questions.

One might think that you had

more important duties than
harassing people, Captain.

I have, Professor.

Believe me, I have.

Where is Mrs. Crater?

I want to talk
to her, too.

Captain, you can't
just beam down here

and bully us and
interfere with our work.

Mrs. Crater.
I won't ask again.

Possibly at the
other diggings.

We don't keep
military logs here.
Green, find her.

Yes, sir.

Mr. Spock.

Standing by.

Sturgeon, transport a sample
of the plant to Mr. Spock.

We'll check if it's
actually the Borgia plant

or something
we don't understand.

You got that, Mr. Spock?

Complete analysis.

Captain, considering
the inescapable fact

that you are a trespasser
on my planet...

Your complaint
is noted, sir.

Look, something
we don't understand

killed one of my men.

It could prove
to be a danger

to you and
Mrs. Crater, too.

We've been here
for almost five years.

If there were
anything hostile here,

we would know about it,
wouldn't we?

Bones, tell
the Professor

what the autopsy
revealed.

Our crewman died
of salt depletion,

a sudden total loss of it.

Medically impossible
by any standards.

And by coincidence,
both you and Mrs. Crater

requested salt tablets.

And your esteemed physician

cannot explain our
need for salt tablets?

We're all aware
of the need for salt

on a hot and arid planet
like this, Professor,

but it's a mystery,
and I don't like mysteries.

They give me a bellyache
and I got a beauty right now.

Nancy and I started
with 25 pounds.

This is what we have left.

Now, what is so
mysterious about that?

Salt.

One of the missions
of the Enterprise

is to protect human life
in places like this.

I'm going to have to
ask you and Mrs. Crater

to stay aboard my ship

until we find out what
killed that crewman.

But you can't do that.

But I can, Professor.

You mustn't do it.
It'll interfere with our work.

How? You've been
here five years.

Will a couple of days
make a difference?

Mr. Spock.

Spock here.

Arrange quarters
for Professor and Mrs. Crater.

Did you get the plant analysis?

It is the Borgia variety,
Captain.

Could not have caused
Darnell's death.

Jim-- he's run off.

Nancy!

You!

Salt!

I've got salt.

Smell it!

Smell it. Nancy!

KIRK:
Professor Crater!

Professor Crater!

Professor Crater!

Professor Crater!

Professor!

Jim!
Professor!

Jim!

It's Sturgeon.

He's dead.

We'd better locate
Crewman Green.

Green!

Green!

Crewman Green, report!

Green!

Crewman Green, report!

Green!

Green!
Where are you?!

Could it be Crater?
He came this way.

I don't know.

Green!

Gr...
Did you see this?

Yes, sir.

Sturgeon was dead
when I found him.

I was circling
to find whatever it was.

McCOY:
Same red rings on his face.

Have you seen Nancy...
Mrs. Crater?

No, sir.
I checked all through the ruins.

I'm worried about her, Jim.

She's not at the quarters,
she's not at the diggings.

She could be in trouble.

Nancy!
Crater!

McCOY:
Nancy, it's Leonard!

We're beaming aboard
the ship, Doctor.

You can't leave her.

We can't search this
whole planet on foot.

Jim!
You could learn

something from
Mr. Spock, Doctor.

Stop thinking
wth your glands.

We've equipment
aboard the Enterprise

that can pinpoint a match

lit anywhere
on this planet,

or the heat of a body.

Transporter Room.

Kirk speaking.

Three to beam up.

( console humming and beeping )

Kirk to Bridge.

Spock here.

Break out the surface
search equipment.

I want coordinates
on two people.

Acknowledged.

There's a body
down there-- Sturgeon.

We'll bring him
home, sir.

You could
use some sleep, Bones.

All right, Jim.

Bridge.

Oh, Green, what
went on down there?

Who do you
think you are?

Something odd, Captain.

You said
two people.

Professor and Nancy Crater.

We get a reading on
only one person.

Probably Crater.

He's circling, as if
searching for something.

Expand search radius.

Yes, sir.

( console beeping )

Why don't you go
chase an asteroid?

Hey, Janice,
is that for me?

Don't you wish it was?

How about that?

Yeah, how would
you like to have her

as your own
personal yeoman?

Where are you, Sulu?

In here, feeding
the weepers, Janice.

I've got your tray.

May the great
bird of the galaxy

bless your planet.

Thank you.

Hello, Beauregard.

How are you today, darling?

Her name's Gertrude.

No, it's a he plant.

A girl can tell.

Why do people have to call
inanimate objects "she"?

Like, um, "She's a fast ship."

He is not an inanimate object.

He's so animate,
he makes me nervous.

In fact, I keep expecting

one of these plants
of yours to, uh, grab me.

Hello, Green.

He's not talking today.

You been nipping
Saurian brandy or something?

( plant shrieking )

( shrieking continuing )

Take it easy.
Calm down.

Very sensitive.

He's the real spook.

You suppose he's going
space-happy or something?

( door opening )

UHURA:
Hey, the door
to my quarters

still rattles
when it opens.

Would you stop by
and see if you can

do something
about it?

Thanks, Bobby.

Crewman, do I know you?

In a way, ma'am.

You were just thinking
of someone like me.

I'm guessing, of course,
but you do look a little lonely.

I see.

So naturally when
I'm lonely I think of you.

( speaking Swahili )

( responds in Swahili )

It's Swahili.

( bosun's whistle sounds )

KIRK:
Lieutenant Uhura to the Bridge.

( bosun's whistle sounds )

Lieutenant Uhura to the Bridge.

I better get this tray back.

Bye, Beauregard.

SULU:
Wait a minute.
I'll walk along.

( bosun's whistle sounds )

Lieutenant Uhura,
report to the Bridge.

Lieutenant Uhura.
On my way, sir.

McCoy to Bridge.
Captain there?

Kirk here.

Nothing to report, Doctor.

We haven't located
Mrs. Crater.

What's the matter,
can't you sleep?

Nope.

Try taking one of those

red pills
you gave me last week.

You'll sleep.

( beeping )

The simple fact is...

unless there's something
seriously wrong

with the ship's
equipment,

there's only one person
within a hundred-mile circle.

All right, we'll
triangulate on him.

We'll let
Professor Crater

explain what happened
to his wife.

Remember my instructions,
Lieutenant.

Keep a tight fix on us.

If we let out a yell,

I want an armed party down there
before the echo dies.

Yes, Captain.

Nancy.

Well, come in,
come in.

I've been worried
sick about you.

I wonder why Jim didn't
tell me he found you.

I'm so happy
to see you, Leonard.

The others, they,
well, I...

I don't relate to them
as much as with you.

You-You have such
strong memories of me.

Well, I...

You do care,
don't you, Leonard?

It makes me feel so...

so safe.

Nancy, uh...

My husband?

I like your feelings better.

Much...

stronger.

Mmm.

But you're tired.

You need to rest.

( chuckles )

You're as bad
as Jim Kirk.

He's been telling me
to take these.

Well, I think
you should.

I'll get you
some water.

( gasps )

Look at his face!

Bridge. Sulu.

Trouble on Deck Nine,
Section Two.

We need a medical team.

Captain's Log,
Stardate 1513.8.

I am now certain that
the violent death of my crewman

was caused
by some strange life-form.

I was so worried.

Your husband
acting strange...

crewmen dying...

You're so tired,
darling.

Just rest now.

( bosun's whistle sounding )

UHURA:
Medical Department alert.

Doctors and medics, acknowledge.

It's nothing, dear.
It's nothing.

You just sleep.

Nancy will take care
of everything.

( bosun's whistle sounds )

UHURA:
Dr. McCoy to the Bridge.

Dr. McCoy to the Bridge.

( bosun's whistle sounds )

Dr. McCoy to the Bridge.

Captain's Log, additional.

Armed and able-bodied crewmen

are not attacked and
slaughtered this easily.

Apparently, the killer can
immobilize them

as it approaches,

perhaps with some hypnotic
or paralyzing power.

The answer lies
with Professor Crater.

Professor Crater?

Go away!
We don't want you here!

We? Where's your wife,
Professor?

We're concerned about her.

I'm armed. Go away!

Where's your wife, Professor?

She's no concern of yours.

We're worried about her safety.

Aren't you?

Professor, you're
a reasonable man. Let me...

( communicator chirps )

Kirk here.

SULU:
Casualty, Captain.

Barnhart was found dead
on Deck Nine.

Same symptoms.

Spock cutting in, Captain.

Something here-- through
the arches to your left.

Stand by, Mr. Sulu.

Spock has something.

Green.

He beamed up
to the ship with us.

Or something did.

Enterprise, from Kirk.

SULU:
Bridge, Sulu.

You have an intruder aboard.

Could be masquerading
as Crewman Green.

General Quarters,
Security Condition Three.

G.Q., Security Three, sir.

General Quarters Three.
Intruder alert.
( alarm blaring )

G.Q. Three. Intruder alert.

( alarm blaring )

General Quarters Three,
intruder alert.

G.Q. Three, intruder alert.

UHURA:
Reporting G.Q. Three secure,
Captain.

Do you require assistance there?

Crater knows
the creature.

If we can
take him alive.

Negative, Lieutenant.

But keep locked in on us.

Kirk out.

Let's get him.

( phaser fires )

We don't want you here!

We're happy alone!

I'll kill to stay alone!

You hear that, Kirk?!

Or you'll have
to kill me!

I don't care either way!

Obviously taking him alive
is going to be difficult.

Set your phaser
on one-quarter.

I'll leave mine
on stun.

Why risk your life
for his?

He's not trying
to kill us.

He's trying
to frighten us,

and he's doing
a pretty good job.

G.Q. Three now secured,

except for Decks Five,
Seven and Ten.

Come in, please.

UHURA:
He's not in Supply
and Maintenance, Sulu.

SULU:
All right, Uhura.

Engineering Deck now.

Run through file photos
of the crewmen there.

Check.

MAN:
Deck Five reporting.

Crewman Green is not
in his quarters.

No one has seen him.

SULU:
Keep in mind
if you find him,

he's not Crewman Green.

Captain reports
Green's dead.

And he... or rather it
followed me.

I thought there was something
twitchy about him.

And he, or whatever,
was probably

your crewman,
too, Lieutenant.

He must have been it.

You know I would
have remembered

a crewman like him.

The creature leading you
a merry chase, Mr. Sulu?

Creature?

Or whatever it is that's killing
the crewmen.

Perhaps I can help.

Fill me in.

( communicator beeps )

Set.

Acknowledged.

Crater!

Your wife, Professor,
where is she?

Your wife, Professor,
where is she?

She...

was the last of her kind.

The last of her kind?

The last of its kind...

Earth history, remember?

Like the...

passenger pigeon
or the buffalo...

Oh!

I feel strange.

You're just stunned. You'll be
able to think in a minute.

The Earth buffalo,
what about it?

Once there were millions
of them...

prairies black with them.

One herd covered
three whole states,

and when they moved,
they were like thunder.

And now they're gone.

Is that what you mean?

Like the creatures here.

Once there were

millions
of them.

Now there's one left.

Nancy understood.

Always in the past tense.

Where's your wife?
Where is she now?

Dead.

Buried up on the hill.

It killed her.
When?

A year...

or was it two?

( communicator chirps )

Kirk to Enterprise.

SULU:
Bridge to Captain. Sulu here.

It's definite, Mr. Sulu--

the intruder can assume
any shape,

a crewman, you, myself, anyone.
Do you understand?

Affirmative, Captain.

Go to G.Q. Four.

General Quarters Four, Captain.

The creature was trying
to survive.

It has that right, doesn't it?

Kirk to Transporter Room,
three to beam up.

They needed salt to stay alive

and there was
no more salt.

It's the last one...

the buffalo...

There is no difference.

There is one, Professor.

Your creature is killing
my people.

Captain's Log, continuing.

The Enterprise has been invaded
by a creature

capable of assuming any form

and with the capacity
to paralyze

and draw the life
from any one of us.

SULU:
Deck Five, Section Three,

Deck Five, Section Three,
report.

Security Three A here;
Three B in sight.

Negative, Captain.

I've checked every face
on this vessel.

It was not a crewman I saw.

Yeoman Rand, how long was
this "Green" with you?

As long as he... it
thought it could get

to the salt
on my tray, sir.

KIRK:
Mr. Spock?

SPOCK:
Supplies of salt have
been set out as bait

at all decks
and engineering
levels, Captain.

However, no one or nothing
has approached them as yet.

Dr. McCoy?

Yes?

The Medical Department
report, Doctor.

Oh.

Well, we could offer it
salt without tricks.

There's no reason
for it to attack us.

SPOCK:
Your attitude is
laudable, Doctor,

but your reasoning
is reckless.

The creature is not
dangerous when fed.

No, it's simply
trying to survive

by using its natural
ability to take other forms.

The way the chameleon
uses its protective

coloring, an ability
retained, no doubt,

from its primitive state,
the way we have retained

our incisor teeth--
they were once fangs.

Certain of our muscles
were designed for chase.

It uses its ability
the way we would use

our muscles and teeth if
necessary to stay alive.

And like us, it's
an intelligent animal.

It's, uh... there's
no need to hunt it down.

A very interesting
hypothesis, Doctor.

( bosun's whistle sounds )

Briefing Room.

All the halls sealed off.

All weapons accounted for
and locked away.

Security Four in effect
on every level.

Still no lead on intruder.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

Continue the search.

Crater,

we don't know who or
what we're looking for.

We need your
help and now.

I demanded,
I even begged

that you
get off my planet.

Can you recognize this
thing when you see it?

Professor...

I'll forego charges
up to this point,

but this creature
is aboard my ship

and I'll have it,

or I'll have your skin,
or both.

Now, where is it?

I loved Nancy very much.

Few women like my Nancy.

She lives
in my dreams.

She walks and sings
in my dreams.

And it becomes Nancy for you.

Not because of tricks.

It doesn't trick me.

It needs love

as much as it
needs salt.

When it killed
Nancy,

I almost
destroyed it, but...

it isn't just a beast.

It is intelligent
and the last of its kind.

KIRK:
You bleed
too much, Crater.

You're too
pure and noble.

Are you saving
the last of its kind,

or has this become
Crater's private heaven,

here on this planet?

This thing becomes wife,

lover, best friend,
wise man,

fool, idol, slave.

It isn't a bad life
to have everyone

in the universe at
your beck and call,

and you win
all the arguments.

You don't understand.

Have you learned
to see this thing

in whatever
form it becomes?

Yes.

Are you going
to help us find it?

Sorry, I can't.

Recommend we use

truth serum, Captain.

Doctor?

Well, I resist using it,
but in this case, uh,

the Professor
will give us the truth.

Take him.

I'll accompany
you, Doctor.

Oh, yes,
of course.

Captain Kirk to Dispensary.
( alarm blaring )

Captain Kirk to Dispensary.
Urgent.

( weakly ):
It wasn't McCoy.

It was the creature.
It hit me.

( scanner beeping )

Crater grabbed my phaser.

I wondered about McCoy.

A doubt had crossed my mind.

Captain.

Professor Crater.

Dead.

But it had you, too.

Fortunately, my ancestors

spawned in another
ocean than yours did.

My blood salts
are quite different.

Leonard, Leonard,
wake up, please!

Help me!
Help me, Leonard!

They're trying
to kill me!

Don't let
them kill me!

Who? Easy, easy.

Nobody's going
to hurt you.
But you must help me!

( door opening )

Move aside, Bones.

What's going on
here, Jim?

She's not Nancy, Bones.

Are you insane?

It killed four crewmen,
now Crater.

It?

The creature... it kills.

It needs salt
to live.

Bones,
move aside.
No!

My guess is
she needs more.

You want it, Nancy?

Come and get it.

You're frightening
her, Jim.

Not fright... hunger.

Look at her.

Leonard,
if you love me,

make him go away.

Come on.

Do you want this, Nancy?

Come on, Nancy,
come and get it.

Come and get it.
Here it is.

Leonard, help me.
Bones, I can't fire.

Get out of the way,
will you?
Stop it, Jim!

McCoy, get out
of the way!
What's the matter with you?!

Are you out of your mind?!
Get out
of the way!

It's killing
the Captain!

Shoot it, Doctor.
Quickly.

No!

No!

It's killing the Captain!
Shoot! Quick!

I won't shoot Nancy.

This is not Nancy.

If she were Nancy,
could she take this?

Stop it! Stop it, Spock!

Stop it!

Is that Nancy, Doctor?

No.

No.

( screaming )

Leonard... Leonard, no.

Leonard, please.

Lord, forgive me.

I'm sorry, Bones.

Ready to leave orbit, Captain.

Is something wrong, Captain?

I was thinking
about the buffalo, Mr. Spock.

Warp one, Mr. Sulu.

Warp one, sir.

Leaving orbit.