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KIRK:
Captain's log, stardate 5630.7.

We have been assigned to convey the
Medusans' ambassador back home.

While the Medusans' thoughts are
sublime, their appearance is not.

They have evolved
into a formless race,

so utterly hideous
that the sight of a Medusan

brings total madness
to any human who sees one.

Mr. Marvick.
I am James Kirk, the captain.

You must leave before
the Medusan ambassador arrives.

This is Mr. Spock, my first officer.

It's OK for you to remain,
but this other gentleman...

Scott, chief engineer. Call me Scotty.

Do you have the visor?

Wear it. Humans
who glimpse Medusans go insane.

I shall wear it.

Let's not keep
the ambassador waiting.

You and Mr. Scott
will have a great deal in common.

It's a privilege
meeting a designer of the Enterprise.

Open a channel
to the planet transporter control center.

Inform the ambassador and Dr. Jones
we're ready to beam them aboard.

Kirk out.

Are you sure this visor will work?

- It is effective for Vulcans.
- What about your human half?

I shall keep it under control.

Inform me when transport is complete.

Welcome aboard, Ambassador Kollos.
I am First Officer Spock.

I am Dr. Jones.

The ambassador is most honored
to meet you, Mr. Spock.

KIRK:
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 Kirk, we are ready.
- Uhura, open a channel to all decks.

- Channel open, sir.
- This is Kirk to all ship's personnel.

Clearance plan's now in effect.
Clear passageways immediately.

The ambassador will be escorted
to his quarters at once.

May I congratulate you on your
assignment with Ambassador Kollos.

Thank you. But it's not yet definite.

It will depend upon
my ability to achieve

a mind-link with the ambassador.

I'm sure you will find it
a fascinating experience.

I wasn't aware anyone had achieved
a mind-link with the Medusans.

No one has.

I was referring to mind-links
I had attempted with other species.

I've heard that you turned down
the assignment with the ambassador.

I was unable to accept.
My life is here.

We have arrived
at the ambassador's quarters.

Thank you.
Notify all hands to return to stations.

- Let's take her out. Warp factor 2.
- Warp factor 2, sir.

I would appreciate an opportunity
to greet the ambassador.

I'm sure the ambassador
would be charmed.

I almost envy you your assignment.

I see in your mind
that you are tempted to take my place.

Not correct, Doctor.

Although I am aware of your mind
attempting to contact mine.

Were you born a telepath?

Yes. That is why
I had to study on Vulcan.

I understand.
May I show you to your quarters?

I think I'll stay here a bit.

Ambassador Kollos often finds
the process of transport unsettling.

I understand. Our ship's surgeon
often makes the same complaint.

Do call when you are ready.

What is it he sees
when he looks at you?

I must know.

I can't understand
why they let you go with Kollos.

They?

The male population of the Federation.

Didn't someone
try and talk you out of it?

Now you ask, yes.

I'm glad he didn't.
You wouldn't be here.

Thank you.

Why isn't it dangerous for you to be
with Kollos? Spock I can understand.

- Thank you, Captain.
- You're very welcome.

As I understand it, no human
can look at Kollos without going mad.

I spent four years on Vulcan
studying mental discipline.

- You poor girl.
- On the contrary.

I would say Dr. Jones
was indeed fortunate.

- Vulcan is not my idea of fun.
- Joy can be many things, Doctor.

I learnt to do things
impossible to learn anywhere else.

- To read minds?
- How not to read them, Captain.

- I don't understand.
- Dr. Jones was born a telepath.

Vulcan was necessary to my sanity.

What most humans find impossible
to understand

is the need to shut out the bedlam
of people's thoughts and emotions.

Or of their own
thoughts and emotions.

I was just noticing your Vulcan IDIC.

Is it a reminder that as a Vulcan

you can mind-link with the Medusans
better than I could?

I doubt that Mr. Spock would don
the most revered of Vulcan symbols

merely to annoy you, Dr. Jones.

As a matter of fact, I wear it this
evening to honor you, Doctor.

Indeed.

Interesting. I might even say
fascinating. But back to your mission.

Can a way be found to employ
Medusan navigators on starships?

- It would solve our problems.
- The key is the Vulcan mind-link.

Once we have formed a corporate
intelligence with the Medusans,

the designers, like Larry,
can work on adapting instruments.

I don't care
how benevolent the Medusans are.

Isn't it suicidal to deal with something
ugly enough to drive men mad?

I see you still subscribe to the notion
promulgated by the ancient Greeks

that what is good
must also be beautiful.

And the reverse. What is beautiful
is automatically expected to be good.

Most of us are attracted by beauty,
repelled by ugliness.

At the risk of sounding prejudiced,
gentlemen, here's to beauty.

To Miranda Jones, the loveliest human
ever to grace a starship.

How can one so beautiful condemn
herself to look upon ugliness forever?

- Will we allow it?
- Certainly not.

How can one so full of joy as you

condemn yourself to look upon disease
and suffering for the rest of your life?

Can we allow that, gentlemen?

To whatever you want the most,
Miranda.

Some more Antarean brandy?

What is it?

There's somebody nearby
thinking of murder.

- In this room?
- It's gone now.

Who is it? Can you tell?

It isn't there anymore.

- Would you mind if I said goodnight?
- I'll see you to your quarters.

Thank you, gentlemen.
You make a choice impossible.

Please, stay and enjoy yourselves.

- It was a delightful dinner.
- Sleep well, Miranda.

Are you well enough
to find your way alone?

Of course.
Please don't worry about me.

Where I come from,
that's what we call a lady.

- She is something special.
- Very special.

I suggest you treat her accordingly.

I've known her long enough
to be aware of her remarkable gifts.

Well, it's been a long day for me.

Would you like to stop off
at engineering with me?

I have a few things to check.

A bottle of Scotch says you can't
handle the controls you designed.

- Some other time.
- Goodnight, gentlemen.

Dressed up for the occasion?
Very impressive.

I genuinely intended to honor her.

- Good evening, gentlemen.
- Good evening. Sleep well.

- What's troubling you with the girl?
- She's not just another girl.

- Don't make that mistake.
- I didn't think that.

I don't know what it is exactly.
She seems very vulnerable.

We're all vulnerable
in one way or another.

Of course. But there's something
very disturbing about her.

Meaning she's quite a woman. I agree.

- Goodnight, Jim.
- Goodnight, Bones.

[DOOR BUZZES]

MAN:
Miranda?

- Who is it?
- Larry. I've got to talk to you.

- It's late.
- Please. It's important.

All right. Come in, then.

I thought the dinner
was never going to end.

I rather enjoyed it.

Yes, I know you did.

I didn't. You were so far away.

- I'll be further away than that soon.
- Please don't talk of that.

There's so little time. Please, Miranda.
Don't go with Kollos.

We've been over this
time and time again.

Don't I know.

I've asked you in restaurants, in the
laboratory, on one knee, both knees.

- How can you do this?
- Please, try to understand.

I understand. You're a woman,
and I'm a man, one of your own kind.

Kollos will never give you
anything like this.

- Why did I ever meet you?
- I've been honest with you.

I simply cannot love you
the way you want me to.

Miranda.

And I'm going away with Kollos.
That's final.

I think you'd better leave now.

So it's you.

I didn't know
that it was you before.

Who is it you want to kill?
Is it me?

You mustn't keep this to yourself.

- I want to help you.
- So now you want to help me?

Now I know what a mere human
has to do to get a reaction out of you.

Make you think he's a patient.

A great psychologist. Why don't you try
being a woman for a change?

Where's Mr. Scott?

Miranda?

Miranda?

So you couldn't resist a wee wager?

Has the ambassador been hurt?

- No harm has come to him.
- Who could have done it?

Larry Marvick.

Larry Marvick? Why?

Did he see the Medusan?

- Yes, he did.
- Then insanity will be the result.

Dangerous insanity.

The controls are all yours.

The Scotch will be in your room
if you handle them.

Captain Kirk to all ship personnel.
Red Alert.

An attempt was made
to murder Kollos.

The murderer is insane.

He is Lawrence Marvick.
Watch for him. Kirk out.

[CRASH]

Explain, Lieutenant Sulu?

I don't believe this, but
we're traveling warp factor 8.5.

- And accelerating.
- Get engineering, Uhura.

They don't answer, Captain.

Warp factor 9 and accelerating.

Can't you disengage
power from there?

I'm trying.

Mr. Chekov, your assistance, please.

- I have engineering now.
- Put them on intercom.

MARVICK: We mustn't sleep! They come
into your dreams! That's the worst.

- We're making it out of here.
- Security to engineering.

- I'll go with you.
- No.

I must. I can reach his mind.

We'll be safe on the boundaries
of the universe. We'll be safe!

- Scotty, where are we?
- I don't know.

Beyond the boundaries of the galaxy.
We made it. We're safe.

We're safe, Captain Kirk.

Bones.

No. No, Captain.
We mustn't sleep. No. No.

They come in your dreams.
They suffocate in your dreams.

All right.
We'll take you to a place to hide.

- Come on.
- No, I want to stay here.

Ready to speed!
Speed to the next galaxy!

Miranda.

Miranda, you're here. With me.

Yes, Larry.

I'm here.

I didn't lose you. My beautiful love,
I thought I'd lost you.

I am here, Larry.

No. I can see what he sees.
No, don't.

- Don't think of it.
- Liar. Liar.

Deceiver. You're not alone. It's here.

You brought it with you! Liar! Liar!

Liar!

Don't love her! Don't love her!
She'll kill you if you love her!

I love you, Miranda.

He's dead, Jim.

KIRK:
Captain's log, stardate 5630.8.

As a result of Marvick's insane fears,

the Enterprise lies derelict
in uncharted space.

We have no way
to determine our position in the galaxy.

We are in a completely unknown void.

- Where are we?
- Evidently far outside our own galaxy,

judging from
the lack of reference points.

When we exceeded warp speed 9.5,
we entered a space-time continuum.

I have the autopsy report on Marvick.

Heart action stop, cause unknown,

respiration stop,
cause unknown, brain...

- Shall I go on?
- You mean he just simply died?

- He could not live with what he saw.
- Or what he felt.

Damage report.

We need some repairs
but the ship is intact.

- Position report.
- Impossible to calculate.

We lack data to analyze.
Instruments are functioning normally

but what they tell us makes no sense.

Our records are clear
to the point where we left our galaxy.

We should be able to navigate back.

We lack reference points for returning.

We experienced sensory distortion,
and will do again if we use warp speed.

We cannot recross the barrier.

A madman got us into this, and it looks
like only a madman can get us out.

An entertaining suggestion,
Mr. Chekov, but not very helpful.

There is someone else aboard
who might be able to help us navigate.

The Medusans have developed
navigation to a fine art.

Could Kollos function
despite the sensory distortion?

Possibly. The Medusan sensory
system is radically different from ours.

Perhaps for the purpose of this
emergency, I might become Kollos.

- Explain.
- A fusion.

A mind-link to create a double entity.

Each would enjoy the knowledge
and sensory capabilities of both.

- We will function as one being.
- Hazards?

If the link is successful, there will be
a tendency to lose separate identity.

A necessary risk.

Dr. Jones will not wish
to give me permission

to accomplish the mind-link.

I don't think she'll want anyone
to intrude in her rapport with Kollos.

She has shown reluctance every time
I've asked to converse with Kollos.

In some ways, she is still most human,
Captain,

particularly in the depth
of her jealousy.

- I could confine her to quarters.
- Not sufficient.

Her telepathic powers are formidable.

Her mind must be so engaged that
no thought of what I do shall intrude.

I think that could be arranged.

I may be sentimental,
but this is my favorite place. Earth.

I've never been to Earth.

What lovely flowers.

- May I touch them?
- Certainly.

They have no scent.

Try these.

Let me see.

It's just a thorn.

I was hoping to make you
forget about this today.

It doesn't hurt any more.

You mustn't blame yourself
because Marvick loved you.

I didn't want his love.
I couldn't return it.

Someday, you'll want human love
and companionship.

Shall I tell you what human
companionship means to me?

A struggle. A defense
against the emotions of others.

At times, the emotions burst in on me.

Hatred, desire, envy.

Pity. Pity is the worst of all.

I agree with the Vulcans.

Violent emotion is a kind of insanity.

You're willing to spend your life

with the Medusans
in order to avoid emotion?

Perhaps.

A meeting of minds is all very well,
but what about love?

You're young.

Attractive. And human.

Sooner or later, no matter
how beautiful their minds are,

you're going to yearn for someone
who looks like yourself,

someone who isn't ugly.

Ugly? What is ugly?

Who is to say
whether Kollos is too ugly to bear?

Or too beautiful to bear?

Miranda, I meant no insult. Please.

Here we are among the roses.
A very romantic setting.

I wish there were moonlight too.

Moonlight would suit you very well.

I see you're a very complicated man.

- Kollos, you mustn't let him do it.
- Don't.

Let me go. You have no idea what
a dangerous thing Spock is planning.

We must stop him. Let me go!

The Enterprise is at stake.
It is not possible for you to be involved.

Why? I've committed myself
to mind-link

when we reach the Medusan vessel.

- Why put yourself in jeopardy?
- This is not a duty you can assume.

I know your telepathic competence
might be superior to mine

but there's a more important factor.

The object is to pilot this ship.
That is something you cannot do.

Teach me to operate the ship.
I can memorize instantly.

Wait a minute. I realize you can do
almost anything a sighted person can.

But you can't pilot a starship.

What?

Fascinating.

I'm sorry, but you must be realistic.

You are blind. There are some things
you simply cannot do.

Evidently
a highly sophisticated sensor web.

My compliments to you
and to your dressmaker.

Of course.
It's the only reasonable explanation.

You can't see
and Kollos can't hurt you.

An elegant solution.

But I fail to understand
why you try to conceal your blindness.

I think I understand.

You said that pity is the worst of all.

Pity. Which I hate.

Do you think you get
more information with your eyes

than I do with my sensors?

I could play tennis with you, Captain
Kirk. I might even beat you.

I am standing exactly one meter
four centimeters from the door.

Can you judge distance
that accurately?

I can even tell you
how fast your heart is beating.

That won't be necessary.

Mr. Spock will make the mind-link.
No other decision is possible.

No. I won't let you.

Please.

Do not fight us like this, Dr. Jones.

I appeal to you as a colleague.
Do not oppose us.

- No.
- If we can't persuade you,

there is someone who can.

You'll have to take this up with Kollos.

For your own sake.

Bones, why hadn't you told me?

She would have told you if she wanted
you to know. I respect her privacy.

There's a great deal to respect
about that lady.

[SCREAM]

It seems I have no choice
but to obey you.

KIRK:
Captain's log, supplementary.

Our one chance to return
to our galaxy

is dependent upon
the navigational skills

of the Medusan ambassador.

Kollos has been brought to the bridge
and placed behind a protective shield.

This is delightful.

I know you. All of you.

James Kirk,
captain and friend for many years.

And Leonard McCoy. [LAUGHS]
Also of long acquaintance.

And Uhura,
whose name means freedom.

She walks in beauty like the night.

- That's not Spock.
- You're surprised I've read Byron?

That's Spock.

Am I addressing the ambassador?

In part.
Part of us is known to you as Kollos.

There you are.

Oh, brave new world,
that has such creatures in it.

'Tis new to thee.

My world is next for us.

I speak for all of us you call Medusans.
Sorry for the trouble I've caused you.

We don't hold you to blame.
Thank you now for your help.

And now to the business at hand.

- With your permission, Captain.
- Release the helm to Mr. Spock.

Aye, sir.

- Coordination is completed.
- Then go ahead, Mr. Spock.

Warp 1 in six seconds.

Five, four, three, two, one...

Zero.

[ENGINE HUMS]

Position report, please.

Our position?

Our position is so close to the point
where we entered the void,

the difference isn't worth mentioning.

- Bull's-eye!
- Thank you.

- Maneuver completed.
- Take over, Mr. Sulu.

Thank you, Ambassador.
Mr. Chekov, plot a new course.

New headings
will be plotted in a minute.

How compact your bodies are.

What a variety of senses you have.

This thing you call language, though.

Most remarkable.
You depend on it for so very much.

But is any one of you really its master?

But most of all, the aloneness.

You are so alone.

You live out your lives
in this... shell of flesh.

Self-contained. Separate.

How lonely you are.

How terribly lonely.

Ambassador?

You must dissolve the link.

So soon?

There must be no delay.

You're a wise captain.

Spock! Don't look! Cover your eyes!

[SPOCK SHOUTS]

- Don't move. No one is to move.
- Jim.

Spock?

Are you all right?

Spock?

It's all right. You're safe with us now.

He's hardly breathing.
Help me get him to Sickbay.

Unless Miranda can look into his mind
and turn it to us, we'll lose Spock.

Vulcan mind techniques seem so
untrustworthy now his life is at stake.

Her knowledge of them is the only
thing that could save his sanity,

or his life.

But does she want to?

- She's been in there so long.
- There's nothing else to be done.

- She tried to help Marvick. He's dead.
- That's different. He loved her.

And Spock is her rival.
Is that any better?

Spock felt the violence
of her jealousy.

They weren't rivals in love.

Jim...

- You shouldn't go in there.
- Whatever happens, don't interfere.

Who is it? Dr. McCoy?

Who's there?

Captain Kirk.

I have no news for you, Captain.

No change?

Only that his life processes are ebbing.

- What are you doing about it?
- What I can, of course.

Which doesn't seem to be much.

You think I can wake him with a kiss?

Worth a try. He's not a machine.

But he is a Vulcan.

Half human.
More than you, apparently.

Face reality, Captain.

His mind has gone down almost
too far even for me to reach.

If you don't reach him soon, he'll die.

- But that's what you want, isn't it?
- That's a lie.

You want him to die. Did you
make him forget to put on his visor?

- You're insane.
- You know your rival, don't you?

You couldn't keep him from making a
mind-link, something you couldn't do.

With my words,
I'll make you hear such ugliness.

What Spock saw with his naked
eyes... The ugliness is within you.

- That's a lie! Liar!
- Your desire to see Kollos is madness.

You can never see him, never!

But Spock saw Kollos.
And for that, he must die.

Sadistic, filthy liar!

The stench of jealousy permeates you.
Why don't you strangle him?

- Don't say any more!
- Kollos knows what's in your heart.

- You can lie to yourself but not to him.
- Please go away.

- What did you say to her?
- Maybe too much.

- What's she doing in there?
- Maybe I shouldn't have gone in.

She was blind, really blind,
really in the dark.

And if he dies, how do I know
that I didn't kill him?

How do I know
that she can stand to hear the truth?

Now, Spock. This is to the death,

or to life for both of us.

You look like you've paid a visit
to the devil himself.

- You have what you wanted most?
- I am at one with Kollos.

I'm truly sorry that you're leaving.
Goodbye.

We come to the end
of an eventful trip, Captain.

- I didn't think you'd talk to me.
- I have you to thank for my future.

Your words enabled me to see.

Miranda, good luck. Health.
I have something for you.

I suppose it has thorns.

I never met a rose that didn't.

I know now the great joy you felt
when you joined minds with Kollos.

I rejoice in your knowledge
and in your achievement.

I understand, Mr. Spock.

The glory of creation
is in its infinite diversity.

And the ways our differences combine
to create meaning and beauty.

- Peace and long life, Spock.
- Live long and prosper, Miranda.

Peace.