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I'd like you to take a look at this gun.

It's handcrafted to my specifications.

Balance is excellent.

The trigger responds to
a pressure of 1 ounce.

I'm

quite familiar with the piece.

Perhaps we could talk about this?

I rarely draw it unless
I mean to use it.

Care for a demonstration?

[Scott] Freeze program.

Was she everything
I promised, sir?

And more...

I've never seen a holographic
program this detailed before.

I swear I can almost smell the gun oil.

Aye. Well she's still in the experimental
stage, but once we get the bugs out...

[intercom whistles]

[Spock] Bridge to Captain Kirk...

Kirk here.

[Spock] We've arrived at the first of the power
stations that have gone offline, captain.

I'll be right there.

All right...

Playtime's over...

Let's get back to work.

[Kirk] Report, Spock.

Starfleet's communique was accurate.

All 3 power stations in this
system are completely drained.

Any idea what caused it?

Aye. Likely the Klingons
stealing fuel cells again.

There is no evidence to support
that theory, Mr. Scott.

That's because it wasn't a theory.

It was a joke.

The power stations were
anchored in this system

with the purpose of providing energy and
fuel for passing Federation ships.

And what would cause a
failure on that scale?

Unknown.

If theft was intended

it would be far more efficient to
steal the stations themselves

as opposed to siphoning them one-by-one.

[Sulu] Captain...

I'm registering a minor
drain on engine power.

Scotty?

Checking.

Aye.

Slight, but noticeable.

Any danger?

Not yet, sir. But I don't like it.

I can't even tell you what's causing it.

All right...

Spock.

Scan the station

for any clues to the power loss.

[Chekov] Captain...

I'm reading something 320,000
kilometers off the starboard bow.

Put it on screen.

What the devil...

Spock?

Unknown.

Sulu, bring us around.
Scotty, shields up.

Shields not responding.
Power drain has accelerated.

The source of the drain is the
anomaly directly in front of us.

Can we do anything about it?

Unknown.

Ship's systems, including life
support, at 54 percent and falling.

What is it? A machine?
An organism?

Unknown.

That's an awful lot of unknowns,
Mr. Spock. I need answers.

Go to red alert.

Sulu, put some distance
between us... Back away...

Engines not responding, captain.

I can't seem to...

Warp drive and impulse
engines are offline.

Uhura, anything?

Nothing, sir.

I've tried friendship messages on
all known hailing frequencies!

Ship's power now at 29 percent!
She's fading fast!

Not without a fight.

Ready phasers...

We don't have enough
power for phasers, sir.

I had to divert everything
we have to life support.

Photon torpedoes then.

Aye... we might be able to get off one
shot, but there's no telling if...

Lock photon torpedo on it.
Dead center.

Torpedo locked.

Fire!

20 seconds to impact.

Power levels at 14 percent.

Captain, I'm detecting two life forms
in the center of the anomaly.

Life forms?

[McCoy] Jim...

[Spock] Readings are very
faint but definite.

[McCoy] Jim, you don't
know anything about them.

They could need our help.

Scotty. Transporters.

No way, sir! Power levels at 9 percent!

[Chekov] Impact in 5 seconds.

[McCoy] Jim!

We're out of options!

[McCoy] But you don't know if...

Impact!

Report.

[Scott] Power levels at 12 percent.

19 percent.

Increasing steadily.

All decks reporting in.
No casualties.

Our torpedo broke off small
pieces of the anomaly.

The bulk is still intact, but it
is no longer a viable threat.

I detect no life forms.

Cancel red alert.

I'm sorry, Bones.

But it couldn't be helped.

I know, Jim.

It's just hard to see the taking of any
life, even if it's to save our own.

[Scott]

31 percent.

Still climbing.

Captain, I'm detecting
an energy buildup.

[Spock] Focused within the Enterprise.'

Can you identify an exact location?

The bridge.

Space...

The final frontier.

These are the voyages of
the Starship Enterprise.

Its continuing mission...

To explore strange new worlds...

To seek out new life and
new civilizations.

To boldly go where no
man has gone before.

[Kirk] Captain's log, stardate 6147.3.

It's been nearly two years since
the alien called Apollo,

from Earth's ancient history,
tried to enslave us on Pollux 4.

Now, a much older Apollo has
reappeared. Only this time

on board the Enterprise.

Security to the bridge.
On the double.

Apollo?

A thousand years...

in a day...

Rest dearest.

We continue because of you.

You continue.

I am pleased...

The final image my eyes behold

is that of your face.

No...

We're safe together.

You can't go.

I forbid it.

Live on

for us.

Sleep...

Dwell upon thine eyes.

Peace in thy breast.

Would I were sleep in peace

so sweet to rest.

Travel gently

beloved Athena.

[Uhura] Where did she go?

I don't know.

Emptiness.

Don't know what I can do for him.
But let's get him to sickbay.

Sir?
You're not actually going to...

Power's stabilized, sir. Shield
output is increasing but...

But...?

Well, pieces of whatever that
thing out there was, sir.

They've hung to the ship's hull.

[Sulu] Captain, if that debris
clogs the intake manifolds...

[Scott] I've sealed them, but we are stuck
here until we can clear that debris.

[Spock] Readings indicate the material
to be innocuous once hardened.

There is, however, an unknown corrosive
substance at their centers.

Corrosive enough to eat
through the hull?

Possibly...

Suggestions, gentlemen?

[Scotty] What a whaup I the raip...

We could go out on the hull
with a couple hand phasers.

Cut the residue from
the ship's exterior.

[Spock] Interesting strategy, Mr. Sulu.

By setting phasers to the
proper resonant frequency

we should be able to easily scrape it
off the hull without damaging it.

[Scott] Aye. Like sandpaper.

But it's precision work.
We can't afford any bumps.

I think Chekov can handle that.

Well, Mr. Sulu?
Up for a little walk outside?

Absolutely.

Very well...

You and Simone from structural
engineering suit up and get it done.

Mr. Scott will monitor
the EVA from here.

You look

concerned, Mr. Spock.

I am, captain.

I think Sulu knows what he's doing.

It is not Sulu that concerns me.

It is Apollo.

Yes.

I don't like him here one bit but
I feel somewhat responsible for him

being here.

Curious he has aged so
rapidly in 2 years.

[Kirk] Computer...

Analyze subject's age on screen.

[computer] Working.

Subject on screen's physiological age

based on established norms

between 38 and 41 Earth years.

Now, analyze the age of the
subject currently in sickbay.

[computer] Working.

Subject in sickbay's physiological age

based on established norms

between 77 and 82 Earth years.

I am at a loss to explain, captain.

Well, why don't we pay our guest a
little visit and get some answers.

Scotty.
You've got the conn.

Captain, Dr. Elise McKennah. I
was recently assigned here...

Now's not a good time, doctor.

How is he, Bones?

It's damn peculiar, Jim. His
vitals are stable... for now.

Can't tell how long though.
Especially in the condition he's in.

Condition?

[McCoy] He's dying.

Like any mortal human.

[Spock] Fascinating.

Oh and that organ I
detected on Pollux 4?

It's still there, but it's barely detectable.
I had to run two bio scans just to find it.

Captain Kirk.

[Kirk] So you remember me.

[Apollo] Yes.

You have extended an undeserved
kindness considering our history.

For that I am grateful.

Don't mention it.

What's the meaning of
the attack on my ship?

The attack was not my doing.

When we sensed your weapon approaching.

Athena sacrificed her
last portion of energy

to allow us both to escape the Realm.

Realm?

It was conceived by our race eons ago
to be a place of eternal respite.

The Realm was to provide the energy
for us to live on through eternity.

Clearly it did not operate as intended.

No...

Hera,
Poseidon,

and my beloved Artemis

were the first to arrive.

The Realm drained them of
their life energy until

they were too weak to escape.

A malfunction caused it to siphon
power from any nearby energy source.

Whether organic or artificial.

The power stations...

And your rapid aging.

Even a god... without worship

quickly withers.

Because I waited for you, my
children, I was the last to arrive.

I was ill-prepared for
what I discovered.

They were dying.

[Apollo] Yes.

What was meant to be our
sanctuary... became our prison.

One by one, my brothers and
sisters slipped into oblivion...

And I was powerless to save them.

I sympathize, Apollo.

But nothing has changed.

We can't give you the worship you want.

Much has changed.

I no longer seek it.

Time

who never dared to speak my
name... now pursues me.

Does that surprise you?
Even please you?

To know that I fear
passing into oblivion?

No. It doesn't please us

but your presence on this
ship is a great concern.

Then hear my plea.

I ask you to take me to a
world where mortals exist.

So I feel the warmth of the sun...
the evening breeze on my face...

No. So you can play god to
another unsuspecting race?

I swear upon all Olympus

upon the holy temple itself.

I only desire to spend my
remaining days among them

as one of them.

I'm afraid that's a big risk.
And not one I'm prepared to take.

To be a god for centuries only
to weaken and die alone...

After my actions towards you

perhaps you believe that
is what I deserve.

Jim.
Perhaps we should let him rest.

[Kirk] Check on Sulu's progress.

Then I want to see the officers
in the briefing room.

[Spock] Yes sir.

Bones...

Make sure Apollo is what he claims.

What's that?

Powerless.

[McKennah] Captain...

Yes... Doctor McKennah...
welcome aboard.

Thank you, sir. I'm very anxious to
talk about this new position...

Of course you are.

For the time being, I need you to help
Dr. McCoy with our guest.

Yes, sir.

[Sulu] A few more minutes of this and we can go
inside and use the shield array to scrape off the rest.

[Simone] You love this stuff, don't you.

No matter how hard we train, I can't
get used to assignments like this.

Give me artificial gravity any day.

[Sulu] Artificial gravity...

I'm Doctor McKennah.

Are you feeling up for some company?

The company of a beautiful
woman is always welcome.

You're just as charming
as she said you were.

She?

Lt. Palamas.

Carolyn.

Carolyn!

The only mortal woman
to ever spurn my love.

She did so out of dedication
for her crewmates.

She also said it was the most
difficult thing she'd ever done.

Then why does she not declare
this to me herself?

She died.

Carolyn, gone as well?

After her experience with you
she decided to leave the ship.

She died while helping some colonists
who were infected by a plague.

Such sacrifice by such beauty.

She's even more than I
immediately knew her to be.

A rare treasure, McKennah.

Elise.

[Scott] Mr. Sulu. I'm reading increased
hull temperature in your area.

Reduce phaser strength by
20 percent to compensate.

[Sulu] That's gonna slow us down.

[Scott] Aye laddie, it will at that.

But better to err on the side of
caution. Wouldn't you agree?

[Sulu] Simone. You heard
him. Compensate.

[Simone] I'm trying it's not working.

Enterprise. We may have
a problem out here.

Tell me...

Why didn't you and the other gods
find another planet with humans

where you could be worshipped?

So deep was our love for humanity

and our heartbreak when
they rejected us...

We couldn't bear the risk
of such heartbreak again.

Our only choice was the Realm.

Of all of us, none loved
you humans more than I.

You must understand the
captain's concerns.

If only I could open up
my heart and show him...

Show all of you...

All I desire is life and peace.

[Sulu] Simone!

Enterprise!

Emergency!

Enterprise!
Emergency beam-out!

[Kirk] Sulu!

[McCoy] Get that helmet off.

[Scott] Are you all right, lad?

[McCoy] Slow, easy breaths, Sulu.

Better now.

Scotty?

Drained of power, captain.
This was no bloody malfunction.

That monster lying in sickbay.
I lay odds on his doing.

[Kirk] Apollo is in no condition...

Remember what he did to Carolyn.
And now he's killed Simone!

[Sulu] Everything was going
as planned, captain.

Simone was trying to compensate.

His phaser...

I tried to help him.

But there was nothing
I could do!

It's all right, Sulu. It's all right.

Bones?

He's okay. A bit shaken,
but no permanent damage.

I'm fine, captain.
But Simone... his body...

[Kirk] We'll bring him home.

You get some rest.

Return to duty when you're
feeling up to it. All right?

Bones, Scotty. You're with me.

[Scott] It's him! He's to
blame for all of this!

[Kirk] There's no reason to believe that this
was anything more than a tragic accident.

[Scott] I tell ya he's behind it somehow! He
wants us all on our knees prayin' to him!

It would be illogical for
Apollo to kill us.

Especially considering how
desperate he seems for our help.

I agree with Spock.

A decision needs to be made about
Apollo and what do to with him.

As my senior officers I'm bringing
you in on that decision with me.

[McCoy] Right now Apollo's in
no condition to do anything.

Maybe what he claims is true.

Dr. McCoy.
You can't be serious.

Simone would be alive right now if
that creature hadn't come aboard.

Dr. McCoy's point is valid.

Apollo's appearance here could be-
as he said - a matter of survival.

He is now the last of his race.

I sympathize, gentlemen.

But not to the point where the
safety of the crew is in jeopardy.

We have no further facts
at this time, captain.

And he hasn't demonstrated any
aggressiveness toward anyone, Jim.

We're the ones keeping him
locked up in sickbay.

Captain, if our objective is to
determine Apollo's true intentions

perhaps it is time we - what is the
saying - "give him enough rope"?

Something like that.

I don't believe it!

That'll be enough, Mr. Scott.

Aye, sir.

If you'll excuse me.

I need to continue repairing the
damage caused by our guest.

[McCoy] Scotty's not as
forgiving as some, Jim.

Seeing Apollo again has really
reopened some old deep wounds.

He doesn't trust him.

Can't say I really blame him.

Have the security detail
accompany Apollo.

And allow him to walk
about the ship a bit.

And Spock?

Yes captain?

Make it a short leash.

[Apollo] Many things have changed
on your Earth over the centuries.

Some things have not.

Well one thing has changed...

I've one less crewman than
I did an hour ago.

Perhaps you can tell me how your Realm
managed to kill one of my men.

I have little knowledge
of this matter...

That's not good enough.

Look. If you want our help, you're going
to have to start providing some answers.

The Realm thrives on energy...

Survival became its sole purpose.

Athena and I were its prisoners.

Had your ship not been so close

we would have been unable to escape.

Perhaps you have
reconsidered my request.

I have a responsibility to my
Federation's non-interference directive.

To allow someone with your history to descend
upon some planet and set up church...

Your history tapes show how humans
have evolved as a species.

Yet your Federation's promise
of compassion and benevolence

seem little more than words!

Is that all you learned
from our history?

I assure you our decision will be
a just one. In the meantime...

If you're feeling up to it... You may

walk about the ship.

Get to know present-day humanity from
some of its best representatives...

My crew.
Accompanied by security, of course.

Of course.

I'm pleased to see

I was remembered.

Yes... you were remembered...
but not as a deity.

[Uhura] ? Travel, my love,
to the end of the stars... ?

? ...and know you are with me,
adored from afar. ?

? One starry night,
on the moon of SaDun... ?

? ...we'll meet and we'll fly off,
forever as one. ?

I knew this was important to you,
so I wanted to keep it safe.

You will honor me, if
you continue to do so.

Y'know, you have the voice of an angel.

Thank you.

As that of another...

My sister, Artemis.

Thank you!

Wait... You're the Greek god of music.

I am.

I was.

I'm sorry I didn't mean to...

No, no.
It's all right, my child.

Even through the centuries, music
stills echoes in my mind...

The battles, heroes, bravery... love.

To love a mortal was

to watch the sun rise on a perfect day.

Only to mourn too quickly at setting

into eternal night.

? Walk, you and I,
through the gardens of old... ?

?Adorn thou, my love,
in silver and gold. ?

? Drink of sweet wine,
as brave tales are told. ?

? Pray to the gods that we may... ?

? Love a thousand years in a day. ?

Thank you. Thank you.
You are very kind.

It pleases me that you still
enjoy my music, my children.

That was just lovely.

Y'know...

Marsyas once challenged me
to a contest of music.

[crewman] Who is Marsyas?

Marsyas was a satyr who believed he could
play his flute as proficiently as I my lyre.

After we both played, the Muses declared

the contest a tie.

Until I decreed

that we both play and
sing at the same time!

An impossible feat for Marsyas!

[intercom whistle]

[Scott on comm] Engineering to Captain Kirk.

Kirk here.

Scott here, sir.

My panels are lighting up with
malfunctions everywhere.

Some of that corrosive junk definitely
got into some of our systems.

How bad is it?

I don't know yet.

I'm working on a way to rig a
ship-wide electromagnetic pulse

to wipe it out all in one shot.

Well...

Do what you can, Scotty.
Keep me informed. Kirk out.

[door buzzer]

Come.

Captain. I thought now...

Yes, lieutenant?

I thought now would be a good
time for that little chat.

Well, you're certainly persistent.

I get that a lot.

Give me one minute.

I suppose you feel like you
need to prove yourself

being Starfleet's first
onboard ship's counselor.

Not, I assume, unlike you feeling you had to
prove yourself when you became captain at 33.

The youngest starship captain
in Starfleet history.

32.

But close enough.

My mistake.

Captain, part of my job is to assess the
psychological condition of all onboard.

Even alien life forms like Apollo.
And make recommendations.

And...
I'll bet you have one.

Yes. I do.

I believe him.

I believe that he is sincere
about everything that he says.

Whatever Apollo might have
been once upon a time

his experiences since
then have changed him.

But changed him how?

That's what I need to know before I could
even consider granting his request.

If I'm wrong, there's no telling
what he's liable to do.

But can't that be said
about any one of us?

In each of us there's the
potential to do great things...

And to do dangerous and
unpredictable things.

How is Apollo any different?

Last time I checked, neither you nor
I where ever worshipped as gods.

I'd call that a big difference.

He watched his friends
die in that Realm.

And now he's here.

Alone.
And he's facing death himself.

I truly believe that if we let the...

[intercom whistles]

Kirk here.

[Spock on comm] Spock here, Captain.

I suggest you come to rec
room 6 as soon as possible.

Why? What is it?

I think you should see for yourself.

On my way.

When Troilus, the young Trojan prince,
rejected Achilles' lustful advances...

He sealed the fate of
himself and his city.

Achilles arrived at Troy with 50 ships.

His arrogance only matched by his rage.

On that fateful day, when
Paris fired his arrow...

It was I who guided it
into Achilles' heel.

Payment for the sacrilege of
murdering Troilus, my son!

On the very altar of...

Apollo!

I'd like a word, please.

Outside.

What was that back there?
Your idea of Olympian honor?

You assured us you had
no desire for worship.

This is a pretty poor way of proving
yourself worthy of our help.

It is you who are not worthy.

If you expect us to...

Is this a preview of what you'll
do to some unsuspecting planet?

Well you'll never get there! And you'll
die alone! Is that what you want?

I want what is mine!
Humanity's worship and love!

Humanity never loved you!

They feared you!

No god should survive on fear!

Enough!

Receive the wage of your blasphemy!

You're going to the brig.

Take him to sickbay.

Tell McCoy to put him in restraints
and sedate him if he has to.

Aye sir.

Help Dr. McKennah.

Come with me, Elise.

All right, everyone.
Back to your stations.

I guess Scotty was right.

How so?

You were here, Spock,
You saw what just happened.

Yes sir.

While Apollo clearly had influence
on those in the recreation room, I

do not believe he intended
to behave as he did.

So you think he can't control it?

He's been this divine parasite for so long
that he just can't help himself, is that it?

It has been my experience that
humans - if not most beings-

...are unable to change their behaviors
that are deeply embedded by choice.

It is often forced by tragedy
or outside intervention.

Well Apollo's therapy will not be at the
expense of the crew of the Enterprise.

I can promise you that.

Apparently you can't teach
an old god new tricks.

Easy, Jim.
He's restrained.

He offered his wrists for the straps.

What words can I offer, captain?

How about an explanation?

Even a god can lose control.

But you said you weren't a god anymore.

I'm not.

I'm a fool.

I believed I could control
the deepest ancient drives

by sheer force of my will.

I see now I cannot.

You will not help me then, will you?

That little show of yours
demonstrated exactly why I can't.

Nor should you.

I'm sorry.

So am I.

But I don't see any alternative.

Wait!

The organ in my body.

That's what allows you to channel the
power from that temple of yours.

Yes. Yes.
But it is serves another purpose.

I'm listening.

It's what converts mortal
worship into energy.

An energy that defies
your understanding.

I cannot control it as I first believed.

Neither will I let it control me.

"If thine eye offends thee,
then pluck it out..."

It's a quote from one of
our greatest Earth books.

You want me to remove the organ.

Yes.

Can you do it, Bones?

Well I dunno, Jim. It's...

Removing an organ is straightforward
enough stuff, but considering...

I accept any risk.

My powers must be
extinguished permanently.

If I am to survive.

And no god

no one

should survive on fear.

It's your call.

Please, doctor...

I have faith in you.

[Kirk] Captain's log, supplemental.

While ship's surgeon McCoy performs
elective surgery on Apollo

to remove what the medical staff
has deemed the "God Organ,"

Mr. Scott has come up with a
solution to our other problem.

He and his engineering team
begin within the hour.

[intercom whistle]

[McCoy on comm] Sickbay to Captain Kirk.

Kirk here, Bones.

Well... it's done, Jim.

He's very weak and I couldn't give
you a guess about a recovery.

But it's out.

Understood.

Join us in the briefing room
as soon as you're able.

Well, gentlemen.

Thanks to some skillful
work by our good doctor

it is probable that Apollo no longer has the
urge to thrive on the worship of others.

I would therefore like to revisit
the question of resettling him.

As with any surgery, we'll have
to wait and see for a while

but I'm fairly sure he's harmless now.

I believe Apollo's sincerity and intention
were demonstrated by his willingness

to have an organ that he has
relied for centuries removed.

[Scott] Forgive me for
saying so, gentlemen.

But it seems like a lot
of wishful thinking.

We've nothing but Apollo's word that removing
that thing will make a wee bit of difference.

And what would you suggest, Scotty?

I don't know.

I just feel that turning him loose
somewhere is certain disaster.

So we still have no consensus.

Bones. Keep observing Apollo.
Let me know if there're any changes.

What's the status of your operation?

We're ready to trigger the surge and
sweep the ship's systems of that gunk.

I will monitor Mr. Scott's
progress from the bridge.

How long?

I can have it for you in 10 minutes.

10 minutes it is.
Dismissed, gentlemen.

Offering himself up for major surgery...

Maybe he is sincere, Bones.

Maybe.
Maybe not.

One thing's for certain, Jim. If we can't
come to a consensus soon it won't matter.

Rather than feel the warmth of the sun,
Apollo will probably die in sickbay.

Scott to bridge.
We're ready to begin.

[Kirk] At your discretion, Mr. Scott.

It's working, captain.

The pulse has so far eliminated 30
percent of the foreign substance.

Well done, Scotty.

Good riddance.

Get off my ship.

Bridge, I'm reading a buildup of
electrostatic energy in your systems.

I advise that you step away from your stations
as a precaution while I try to compensate.

Uhura!

Uhura?

Sulu!

Tell McCoy we're coming.
You've got the conn.

Bones!

Stay with me, lieutenant.

Stay with me.
Cortical stimulator.

Bones.

Jim, I...

No, dammit!

Doctor...

No!
Get me the bypass...

Bones.

Apollo, I do not know what
you hope to accomplish.

But your recovery will require what
little energy you have remaining.

Nyota!

What happened?

It's all right.

Removing that organ was supposed
to render him powerless.

How did he do that?

I can't tell you that if I was
from Mount Olympus myself.

But he has more energy now than
he did before the surgery.

Something, Spock?

Is it possible

that Apollo's species are able to draw
power from something other than worship?

Well, Apollo himself said that it was the
organ that converted worship into energy.

Life energy, he said.

What are you getting at, Spock?

Sacrifice.

Why not?

We've seen species throughout the galaxy that
draw energy from many different sources.

Well if that's the case, why all
this insistence on worship?

Perhaps the gods assumed

that since worship from humans empowered
them, that was the only thing that did so.

Let's find out.

How's he doing?

He is fine.

What you did...

That was really something.

I don't fully understand it myself.

But when I saw Lt. Uhura lying there...
and the grief on all your faces

I realized the universe was a
better place with her in it.

So you thought saving
her would kill you.

Well, not only did you not die

but we believe the energy you gained
actually came from your act of sacrifice.

Do you mean to say that...?

All those centuries demanding worship...

Forcing adoration.
Striking those that resisted.

You never considered there may
be another way. A better way.

No.
We did not.

It is unlikely that
sacrificial acts alone

will provide you with the
energy you once enjoyed.

So... no more thunderbolts.

But if you continue in this manner

it is conceivable that you could
prolong your life indefinitely.

We never knew.

I'd like to see the senior
officers in the briefing room.

And...
Keep an eye on him.

And that, gentlemen, is where we stand.

I believe Apollo has demonstrated that
he can live peaceably among humanoids

as one of them.

Our present course will take us
past the Basilean Epsilon system.

The second planet is a
simple humanoid population.

Apollo sacrificed himself
to save one of our own

and now he's placed his
fate in our hands.

All those in favor of
finding him a new home?

This will be a new experience for you.

And I am eager for it.

Captain Kirk.
You and your crew have my deepest thanks.

None of this would have been possible
without your enlightenment.

Well... that's what we mortals do.

You'll find the inhabitants of
this planet to be a simple people

at a cultural development stage
similar to the Earth's 14th century.

Which means you'll have plenty of opportunities
to practice that new-found gift of yours.

And I shall do so with all of my heart.
I swear it.

Thank you.

Thank you.

God speed, Apollo.

Energize.

[Kirk] Captain's log, stardate 6147.9.

Mr. Scott reports that repairs have begun
on the 3 affected power stations in this quadrant.

They are scheduled to be back
online in 3 weeks' time.

On a personal note...

It's good to have
Lt. Uhura back on duty.

Well, Dr. Leonard McCoy.

Surgeon to the gods.

Who would have thought.
Just an old country doctor like me.

You must be quite proud.

Darn tootin'.
I may write a paper.

I find it highly unlikely that Starfleet
would allow such a paper to be published.

Based on the highly sensitive
subject matter, of course.

Well regardless, gentlemen.

Apollo learned what it took our respective
peoples centuries to discover.

Self sacrifice is the best way to live.

Benefiting both the giver
and the receiver.

If I had an entire culture worshipping
at my feet on bended knee

I'm not so sure I'd be in a
hurry to change things either.

Well, one thing's clear.
They sure did love humanity.

Apollo still does.

Just something about us lovable humans.
Don't you think, Jim?

Oh now. Don't pout Mr. Spock.

I'm sure they would have loved the Vulcans
just as much had they landed there.

What's not to love?

I wasn't...

Captain, I'll be at my station.

Take us out of here, Mr. Sulu.
Ahead warp 2.

Aye, sir.

Thank you! Thank you!

You can't know what this means!

You've done my family a great service!
Thank you! Thank you!

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