All language subtitles for Star Trek The Original Series [1x26] - Devil In The Dark

Who's there?

It's your relief, Sam.

All quiet?

Didn't see
a thing, Chief.

Nobody ever does.

Whatever the thing is,
it's already killed 50 people.

I never realized
how dark it is down here.

Stay on your toes,
Schmitter.

Keep your phaser in your hand
at all times.

What good will that do?

You saw what happened to Ed Appel
when he shot at it.

How about those
other people?

I'm sorry, Schmitter,
but we've got to have guards.

O.K., Chief.

I'll do what I can.

Keep alert.

If you hear anything
or see anything, call in.

Somebody can arrive
in three minutes.

A lot can happen
in three minutes.

Chief, is it true
the Enterprise is on its way?

It's coming.

You think it could get here
in the next four hours?

You'll be all right.

[Fiery Noise]

No.

Aah!

Come on.

Aah...

Schmitter.

Like the rest of them.

Burned to a crisp.

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 -- star date 3196.1.

A distress call
from the pergium

production station
on Janus 6

has brought
the Enterprise

to that
long-established colony.

Mr. Spock, Dr. McCoy,
and I have beamed down

to meet with
Chief Engineer Vanderberg,

administrative head
of Janus 6.

Let's assume
there is a monster.

What has it done?
When did it start?

About three months ago,
we opened up a new level.

Sensors gave us
an unusually rich pergium reading.

Not only pergium,
whatever you want.

Uranium, serium, platinum.

The whole planet's
like that.

It's a treasure house.

We're aware of that.

If mining conditions
weren't so difficult,

Janus 6 could supply the mineral
needs of a thousand planets.

But what happened?

First, the automatic
machinery, piece by piece,

started to almost
disintegrate.

Metal began
dissolving away.

There was no reason
for it,

and our chemists were unable
to analyze the corrosive agent.

I'm sure there
is an answer.

It simply has not
yet been discovered.

Yes, it has.

I don't know what this
butchering monster is,

but I know
what it's doing.

Our maintenance engineer
sent down to the drifts

to repair
the corroded machinery.

We found him...
seared to a crisp.

Volcanic activity?

There is none currently
on this planet, Captain.

He's right. None.

At first, the deaths
were down deep,

but they've been moving
up toward our levels.

The last man
died two days ago

three levels below this.

Same way? Burned?

I'd like
to examine the body.

We kept it for you.
There isn't much left.

Roberts will show you.

It isn't pretty.

You post sentries? Guards?

Of course.
Five of them have died.

Who else has seen this?

I have.

This is Ed Appel,
chief processing engineer.

Describe it.

I can't.
I only got a glimpse of it,

but it's...
big and shaggy.

Ed shot it.

Oh. You mean shot at it.

No. I mean shot it.
With this.

Fascinating.

A good, clean shot.

Didn't even
slow it down.

Well, I've made
my report to you.

Production's stopped, nobody
will go into the lower levels,

and I don't blame them.

The Federation
wants pergium,

then you'll have to do
something about it.

That's why we're here.

You're all pretty
tough, aren't you?

Starship,
phaser banks.

You can't get your starship
down in the tunnels.

No need to.

Mr. Vanderberg, I'll need
a complete subsurface chart

of all the drifts,
galleries, tunnels.

You'll get it.

Mr. Vanderberg,
what is this?

It's a silicon
nodule.

Millions of them
are down there.

No commercial
value.

But a geological oddity,
to say the least.

Pure silicon?

A few trace elements.

Look, we didn't call you here
so you could collect rocks.

Thank you,
Mr. Vanderberg.

We'll need your
complete cooperation.

You'll have it.

Just find that creature,
whatever it is.

I've got a quota
to meet.

Come on, Appel.

Vast number of tunnels
won't make our hunting any easier.

Schmitter didn't
burn to death,

not in the usual
sense, anyway.

Explain that.

Well, there are
only fragments

of bone and teeth left,

but the plant's physician agrees
with me -- a chemical corrosion...

Almost as if he'd been
thrown into a vat

of extremely
corrosive acid.

Strong enough
to eat machinery?

Strong enough to eat
anything you can think of.

Mr. Spock,

show me
the positions

of the deaths and
acts of sabotage.

Here, here,
and here.

If the times of these incidents
are accurate,

the creature would
have to have moved

at an incredible speed.

Mm-hmm.
Mr. Vanderberg,

how recent are
these charts?

They were made
last year.

Before the appearance
of whatever it is?

That's right.

I see.

Mr. Spock...
give us a report

on life beneath
the surface.

Within range of our sensors,
there is no life,

other than
the accountable human residents

of this colony
beneath the surface,

uh, at least, no
life as we know it.

We can't cover
all the tunnels on foot.

Production
must be resumed.

We must have
that pergium!

If we could force another
appearance of this creature...

When that creature
appears, men die.

[Fiery Noise]

Aaaahhhh!

Too many tunnels.

We couldn't possibly --

Mr. Spock, our sensors
can pick up

normal life functions
at a considerable distance.

But what about
abnormal life functions?

[Siren Blares]

Something's happening
in the reactor room!

Back to your stations.

Look at that.

I wouldn't
touch it, Captain.

An extremely
active corrosive.

Traces may linger.

Kirk! Quickly!

The main circulating pump
for the entire reactor--

It's gone.

Same indication as shown
at the door, Captain --

very strong
corrosive.

Is there a replacement
for that?

No. None.
It's outdated,

but it always
worked fine.

Spock, onboard?

Nothing for a device
this antiquated.

Without the pump
mechanism,

the reactor will
go supercritical.

It could poison
half the planet.

We can't
shut it down.

It provides heat and air
and life support

for the whole
colony.

Mr. Spock, we seem
to have been given a choice --

death by asphyxiation...

or death by
radiation poisoning.

A PXK pergium reactor?

No, sir. We don't have
any spare circulating pump

for a thing like that.

I haven't seen
a PXK in 20 years.

Can you rig one up?
It's vital.

I can put together
some odds and ends,

but it won't hold
for long.

How long?

48 hours maybe,
with luck.

48 hours is better
than nothing.

Gather what you need
and beam down here. Top priority.

Aye, Captain.

I'll be right down.
Scott out.

What happens
when it breaks down?

Hopefully we'll find
the missing part by then.

Small chance.

The alternative
is to evacuate

all you people
to the Enterprise.

A dozen planets
depend on you

for pergium
for their reactor.

They're already screaming.
Reactors closing down,

life support
systems --

I'm concerned with my
people right here, Kirk.

They're being murdered.

Find that monster
and kill it.

The missing pump
wasn't taken by accident.

It was the one piece of equipment
absolutely essential

for the operation
of the reactor.

Do you think
the creature

is trying to push the colonists
off the planet?

It would seem so.

But why now?
These production facilities

have been in operation
for over 50 years.

I don't know.

But there is
a possibility.

What's that?

Life as we know it

is universally based on some
combination of carbon compounds.

But what if life exists
based on another element?

For instance...

Silicon?

You're creating
fantasies, Mr. Spock.

Not necessarily. I've heard
of the theoretical possibility

of life based
on silicon,

but life of an entirely
different order.

It's possible that our phasers
might not affect it.

Certainly not phaser I, which is
far less powerful than phaser II.

All right.

How about this --

a creature that lives deep
in the planet below us,

at home in solid rock.

It seems to me that
in order to survive,

it would have to have some form
of natural armor plating.

It could explain much,

especially since the colonists
are armed only with phaser I.

But we have phaser II.

Which I could render
more effective against silicon.

Silicon-based life
is physiologically impossible,

especially in
an oxygen atmosphere.

It may be, Doctor,
that the creature can exist

for brief periods
in such an atmosphere

before returning
to its own environment.

I still think
you're imagining things.

Maybe, but at least
it's something to go on.

Mr. Spock, have
Lieutenant Commander Giotto

assemble
the security troops

and arm them
with phaser II.

You make the proper
adjustments.

You seem fascinated
by this rock.

Yes, Captain.

You recall that
Vanderberg commented

there were thousands of these
at a lower level--

the level which
the machinery opened

Just prior to the first appearance
of the creature.

Do they tie in?

I don't know.

Speculate.

I have already given Dr. McCoy
sufficient cause for amusement.

I'd prefer to cogitate
the possibilities for a time.

A short time,
Mr. Spock.

We have very little.

How's it going,
Scotty?

It's a plumber's
nightmare,

but it'll hold
for a bit.

It has to hold
longer.

Sorry. That's about
the best I can do.

[Beep Beep]

Kirk here.

Captain, security officers
have gathered

in Chief Vanderberg's office.

I'll be right there.

Scotty,
ride herd on it.

Kind words.
Tender, loving care.

Kiss it. Baby it.
Flatter it if you have to,

but keep it going.

I'll do what
I can, sir.

You'll proceed
from level to level,

checking out
every foot of opening.

You are searching for
some sort of creature

which is highly resistant
to phaser fire.

Phasers will be set on maximum,
and remember this--

50 people have died.
I want no more deaths.

Except
the bloody thing.

The creature may or may not
attack on sight.

However, you must.

It is vitally important

we get this installation
back into production.

Mr. Vanderberg,
may I ask at which level

you discovered
the nodules of silicon?

The 23rd. Why?

Commander Giotto,
take your detail.

Go directly
to the 23rd level.

Start your search
there.

Aye, aye, sir.
Do you have reason to suspect

this creature may
be on that level?

It's a possibility
we've discussed.

Keep your people on the top level
together at a safe place.

I don't know any safe place,
Captain,

the way that thing
comes and goes.

Well, gentlemen,
you have your instructions.

Let's get at it.

[Sensor Wails]

Mr. Spock?

Find something?

Adjusting my tricorder
to register for silicon.

[Sensor Continues
To Wail]

Interesting.

Traces?

A life form, Captain...

bearing -- 111 degrees.

Elevation -- 4 degrees.

One of our people?

No, sir. Silicon.

Come on.

[Fiery Noise]

Aaaaahhhh!

He never even had
a chance to fire, Captain.

It's only been seconds
since we heard him scream.

The creature must
still be around.

Captain.

This tunnel.

My readings indicate
it was made within the hour,

moments ago,
in fact.

- Are you certain?
- Positive.

This tunnel goes
out of sight.

Our best machinery couldn't
cut a tunnel like this.

Indeed, Captain.
I'm quite at a loss.

[Fiery Noise]

Get gone.

Disappeared.

Astonishing that
anything of that bulk

could move
so rapidly.

These walls are hot.

Indeed.

This tunnel
was cut

within the last
two minutes.

You all right,
Captain?

Yes. Perfectly.

Did you see it?

Yes. Where does
the tunnel go?

Readings indicate a maze of tunnels
in that direction.

Did you shoot
at it?

Yes. We took
a bite out of it.

Not animal tissue.

What is it?

Closest approximation
I could come to

would be
fibrous asbestos,

a mineral, Captain.

Then your guess
was right.

It would seem so.

Silicon-based.

Summation.

We are dealing with
a silicon creature

of the deep rocks,

capable of moving
through solid rock

as easily as we move
through the air.

That explains
the tunnels.

This creature's body secretes
an extremely powerful corrosive.

Powerful enough to dissolve
the door of the reactor chamber.

And it explains
the murdered men.

It's definitely
phaser resistant.

We had our weapons set
for silicon and on full power,

yet we only damaged it.
It still lives.

Meaning it's
impossible to kill?

No. No, it might require
amassed phasers.

Or a single phaser
with much longer contact.

Commander...

Pass this on
to your men --

We knew
it was a killer.

Now it's wounded...

probably in pain

somewhere
back there.

There's nothing more dangerous
than a wounded animal.

Commander Giotto.

Instruct your men to concentrate
the search in this sector.

Remind them
the creature is wounded.

Aye, aye, sir.

What is it, Spock?

I've run a complete check
on all life forms, radius 100 miles.

I've located all our men,

and I've located
one creature

moving rapidly through
native rock, bearing 201.

And that is all.

One creature
in 100 miles?

Exactly.

Captain, there are literally
thousands of these tunnels

in this general
area alone,

far too many to be cut
by the one creature

in an ordinary
lifetime.

Then we're dealing with
more than one creature,

despite your
tricorder readings,

or we have
a creature

with an extremely
long life span.

Or it's the last
of a race of creatures

which made these tunnels.

If it is the only survivor
of a dead race,

to kill it would be
a crime against science.

Mr. Spock...

our mission is
to protect this colony,

to get the pergium
moving again.

This is not a
zoological expedition.

Maintain a constant
reading on the creature.

If we have to, we'll use phasers
to cut our own tunnels.

We'll try
to surround it.

I'm sorry, Mr. Spock,

but I'm afraid
the creature must die.

I see no alternative
myself, Captain.

It merely seems a pity.

The search team
is gathering in the main tunnel.

Good.

So it is wounded...

and therefore
twice as dangerous.

Stay in pairs.

If you see it,

concentrate
your phaser fire

at what appears
to be its head.

Concentrate it.

Maintain it.

It is definitely resistant,
but it can be hurt,

and thus
it can be killed.

Gentlemen, if you'll examine
your charts.

I last located
the creature

in the area
marked Attit-26

moving in bearing 201.

This particular group
will move out beyond that area

in all directions
to surround it,

possibly capture it.

Your orders are
shoot to kill.

Protect yourself
at all times.

Commander Giotto,
disperse your search parties.

Aye, aye, sir.

Louis, Vinzi,
take your men out.

Mr. Spock.

Capture it? I don't recall
giving any such order.

You did not. I thought,
if the opportunity arose--

I will lose
no more men.

The creature will
be killed on sight.

That's the end of it.

Very well, sir.

Mr. Spock.

I want you
to assist Scotty

in maintaining
that make shift circulating pump.

I--I beg your pardon, sir?

You heard me. It's vital that
we keep that reactor in operation.

Your scientific
knowledge --

Is not needed there, sir.

Mr. Scott has
far more knowledge

of nuclear reactors
than I.

You're aware of that.

Mr. Spock, you
are second in command.

This hunt
will be dangerous.

Either one of us alone
is expendable. Both are not.

Captain, there are
approximately 100 of us

engaged in this search
against one creature.

The odds against you and I
both being killed are 2,228.7 to 1.

2,228.7 to 1?

Those are pretty good odds,
Mr. Spock.

And they are
of course accurate, Captain.

Of course.

Well, I hate
to use the word,

but logically,
with those kind of odds,

you might as well
stay.

But please stay out of trouble,
Mr. Spock.

That is always
my intention, Captain.

[Beep Beep]

Kirk here.

Scotty here, Captain.

My brilliant improvisation
Just gave up the ghost.

He couldn't
stand the strain.

Can you
fix it again?

Negative, Captain.
It's gone for good.

Start evacuation of all colonists
to the Enterprise.

Not all, Captain.

I and my key personnel
are staying.

We'll be down
to join you.

We haven't enough
phasers for you.

We'll use clubs.

We won't run away.
We're staying.

Good. Get everybody else
aboard the Enterprise.

The fewer people
down here,

the longer
we can hold out.

How much longer, Scotty?

The reactor goes critical
in 10 hours

unless you find
the mechanism.

We'll do our best.

Start feeding us
constant status reports.

Vanderberg, you
and your crew assemble

at level 23, checkpoint Tiger.
Kirk out.

Team up with
Enterprise personnel.

They're better armed
than you.

Always keep
someone in sight.

Vanderberg, take two men
and enter that tunnel.

Rendezvous
with Commander Giotto.

Appel and the rest,
go through there.

Tie up with
Lieutenant Osborne's detail.

Mr. Spock and I will control
the operation from a central point.

That's all.

Mr. Spock?

Captain, we are
being watched.

Are you sure?

Intuition?

No, sir.

We're being watched.

[Electronic Tone]

Captain.

Fresh readings
within the hour

in each of these tunnels.

Chart says both of these
tunnels converge

a few thousand
yards further.

You go left.
I'll go right.

Should we separate?

Two tunnels,
two of us.

We separate.

Mr. Spock.

Yes, Captain.

I've found a whole layer
of these silicon nodules of yours,

hundreds of them.

[Spock]
Indeed?

I find that most
illuminating, Captain.

Be absolutely certain
you do not damage any of them.

Explain.

Only a theory I have.

[Rumbling]

Captain?

[Spock]
Are you all right?

Jim?

Jim!

Yes, Mr. Spock.
All right.

We...seem to have
had a cave-in.

I could phaser you out.

[Kirk]
No, you better not.

Any disturbance might
bring down the rest.

Besides, it isn't necessary.

The chart said the tunnels
meet further on.

Very well,

but I find it
extremely disquieting

that your roof chose
that particular moment to collapse.

Please proceed
with extreme caution.

I shall quicken my pace.

Very well, Mr. Spock.

I'll meet you
at the other end--

[Rumbling]

[Beep Beep]

Kirk here.

Captain, I just read
some fresh signs.

The creature is
in this area.

I'll take
a life form reading.

It's not necessary,
Mr. Spock.

I know exactly where
the creature is.

Where, Captain?

10 feet away from me.

Kill it, Captain,
quickly.

It's not making any
threatening moves, Spock.

You don't dare
take the chance.

Kill it.

I thought you wanted it
kept alive,

captured if possible.

Jim, your life
is in danger.

You can't take
the risk.

It seems to be waiting.

I remind you
it's a proven killer.

I'm on my way.
Spock out.

Well...

what do we do,
Just...talk it over?

Well, you can be hurt,
can't you?

We just sit here?

It's your move.

No, no! Don't shoot.

Come on over,
Mr. Spock.

Fascinating.

He's made no moves
against you.

No. It seems
to be waiting.

I tried talking to it,
but no response.

Yes...

They're all through here.

All over the place.

Thousands of them.

Yes, I see.

It means something to you?

Possibly the answer,
Captain,

but I'm not certain.

Captain, you are aware
of the Vulcan technique

of the joining
of two minds.

You think you can get
through to that thing?

Possible.

Mr. Spock...

I know it's a...

terrible personal lowering
of mental barriers...

but if there's a chance...

I'll try.

Aah!

Pain!

Pain!

Pain!

That's all I got,
Captain...

waves and waves
of searing pain.

It's in agony.

''No kill I.''

What is that,
a plea for us not to kill it,

or a promise that
it won't kill us?

I don't know,
Captain.

Evidently, it gained
an immediate knowledge of us

from its empathy
with me.

In my brief contact
with the creature's mind,

I discovered it is
a highly intelligent,

extremely sophisticated animal...

in great pain, of course,
because of its wound,

but not reacting at all
like a wounded creature.

It calls itself
a Horta.

A Horta.

A Horta!

Mr. Spock, we need that
retardation mechanism.

You must reestablish
communications with it.

Captain, it has no reason
to give us the device,

and apparently
every reason

for wishing us
off this planet.

I'm aware of that.

If we could only
win its...

confidence.

Dr. McCoy,
this is Captain Kirk.

[McCoy]
Yes, Captain?

Grab your medical kit
and come down here on the double.

Is somebody
injured?

What happened?

Never mind. Just come down
to the 23rd level.

You'll be led to us
by tricorder readings.

Jim, I remind you

that this is
a silicon-based form of life.

Dr. McCoy's medical knowledge
will be useless.

He's a healer,
let him heal.

Mr. Spock, you must
reestablish communications.

I want to know why it
suddenly took to murder.

To obtain that kind
of communication, Captain,

it will be necessary
to touch it.

We have seen how
the creature destroys.

Lieutenant Commander Giotto.

Giotto here,
Captain.

Are you
all right?

Perfectly all right.
Where are you?

We're at the end
of the tunnel.

A Mr. Vanderberg and
his men are here,

and they're
pretty ugly.

Shall I let them
through?

Under no circumstances
allow them in here yet.

The minute
Doc McCoy gets there,

send him through.

Aye, aye, sir.

Pity!

The thousands...

Devils!

Eternity ends...

The chamber of the ages...

The altar of tomorrow!

[Spock]
Murderers!

Stop them!

Kill!

Strike back!

Monsters!

What in the name of...

What is Spock doing?

It's wounded--badly.
You've got to help it.

Help that?

Go take a look.

[Spock]
The end of life...

Murderers.

You can't be serious.

That thing is virtually
made out of stone!

Help it. Treat it.

I'm a doctor,
not a bricklayer.

You're a healer.
There's a patient.

That's an order.

Mr. Spock...

Tell it we're
trying to help.

The mechanism.

Understood.

Is the end of life...

Eternity stops...

Go out...

into the tunnel.

To the chamber...
of the ages.

Cry...

for the children.

Walk...carefully...

in the vault
of tomorrow.

[Sobbing]

Sorrow...for
the murdered children.

The thing you
search for is there.

Go.

Go.

Sadness.

Sadness...

for the end of things.

Go...

into the tunnel.

There is a passage way.

Quickly, quickly.

The captain said for you
to wait here,

and here is where
you'll wait.

That murdering
monster's in there.

We're going to kill it.

You're going
to stay here.

That's right,
Lieutenant.

Just beam it down
to me immediately,

and never mind
what I want it for.

I just want it!

Now move!

It is time...

to sleep.

It is over.

Failure.

The murderers...

have won.

Death is welcome.

Let it end...

here.

Mr. Spock...

Mr. Spock...

Spock...

Spock...

Come out of it.

I found the unit
in there.

It's in pretty good shape.

I also found about
a million of these...

silicon nodules.

They're eggs,
aren't they?

Yes, Captain, eggs...

and about to hatch.

Miners must have broken
into the hatchery.

Their operations
destroyed thousands.

No wonder.

There. They're coming.

All right!
All right, let's go!

Come on.

How are you doing, Doc?

I'll let you know.

[Running Footsteps]

All right,
let's get them!

Don't fire.

First man that fires
is dead.

That thing has killed
50 of my men.

You've killed thousands
of her children.

What?

Those round silicon
nodules you've been

collecting
and destroying?

They're her eggs.

Tell them, Mr. Spock.

There have been many generations
of Horta on this planet.

Every 50,000 years,
the entire race dies,

all but one,
like this one,

but the eggs live.

She cares for them...

protects them.

And when they hatch,

she is the mother to them,
thousands of them.

This creature here is
the mother of her race.

The Horta is intelligent...
peaceful...

mild.

She had no objection to sharing
this planet with you,

till you broke
into her nursery

and started
destroying her eggs.

Then she fought back
the only way she knew how,

as any mother would
when her children are in danger.

We didn't know.

How could we?

You mean,
if these eggs hatch,

thousands
of those things

will be crawling
around down here?

This is where they live.

They digest rock.
They tunnel for nourishment.

And they are the most inoffensive
of creatures.

They harbor no ill will.

Look, we have
pergium to deliver.

Yes, I know.

Here's your
circulating pump.

You've complained
this planet is

a mineralogical
treasure house

if you had the equipment
to get at it.

The Horta moves
through rock

the way we move through
air, leaving tunnels.

The greatest natural miners
in the universe.

It seems to me we could
make an agreement,

reach a modus vivendi.

They tunnel.
You collect and process,

and your process operation

would be a thousand times
more profitable.

It sounds all right
if it will work.

Except for one thing.

The Horta is
badly wounded.

It may die.

It won't die!

I'm beginning to think
I can cure a rainy day.

Can you help it?

Help it? I cured it.

How?

I had the ship beam down

100 pounds of that
thermal concrete

we use to build
emergency shelters.

It's mostly silicon.

I just troweled it
into the wound.

It'll act like a bandage
until it heals.

Take a look.

It's as good as new.

You'll have to get in touch
with the Horta again.

Tell her our proposition.

She and her children
can tunnel.

Our people will
remove the minerals.

Each side leaves
the other alone.

Think she'll go for it?

It seems logical,
Captain.

The Horta has
a very logical mind.

And after close association
with humans,

I find that
curiously refreshing.

Ship ready to leave orbit, Captain.
Course laid in.

Very good,
Mr. Spock.

Chief Engineer Vanderberg
standing by on channel 1.

Fine.

Yes, Chief.
Kirk here.

Just wanted to tell you
the eggs are hatching.

First thing the little devils do
is start to tunnel.

We've already hit
huge new pergium deposits.

I'm afraid to tell you
how much gold, platinum,

and rare ores
we've uncovered.

I'm delighted
to hear that, Chief.

Once Mother Horta tells her kids
what to look for,

you'll all be
embarrassingly rich.

The Horta aren't so bad once
you're used to their appearance.

That's about it, Kirk.
Thanks for everything.

Our pleasure, Chief.
Kirk out.

Curious. What Chief Vanderberg
said about the Horta

is exactly what
the Mother Horta said to me.

She found humanoid
appearance revolting,

but she thought
she could get used to it.

Oh, she did,
did she?

Did she happen to make any comment
about those ears?

Not specifically.

But I did get
the distinct impression

she found them the most attractive
human characteristic of all.

I couldn't bear to tell
her that only I have--

She really liked
those ears?

Captain, the Horta is a remarkably
intelligent and sensitive creature

with impeccable taste.

Because she approved
of you.

Really, Captain,
my modesty...

Does not bear close
examination, Mr. Spock.

I suspect you're becoming
more and more human all the time.

You...

Captain, I see no reason
to stand here and be insulted.

Ahead, warp factor 2.