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I thought weapons were forbidden on this planet.
Besides,
I can't believe you'd kill me
for a field of empty holes.
All I have.
Your pain runs deep.
- What do you know of my pain? - Let us explore it together.
Each man hides a secret pain.
It must be exposed and reckoned with.
It must be dragged from the darkness and forced into the light.
Share your pain. Share your pain with me.
And gain strength from the sharing.
Where did you get this power?
The power was within you.
I feel as if a weight has been lifted from my heart.
How can I repay you for this miracle?
- Join my quest. - What is it you seek?
Sybok: What you seek.
What all men have sought since time began.
The ultimate knowledge.
To find it, we'll need a starship.
A starship? There are no starships on nimbus ill.
Perhaps I have a way to bring one here.
But how?
Have faith, my friend. There are more of us than you know.
You're a Vulcan.
"You'll have a great time, bones. You'll enjoy your shore leave.
"You'll be able to relax."
You call this relaxing? I'm a nervous wreck.
If I'm not careful, I'll end up talking to myself.
Greetings, captain.
Spock! What are you doing in this neck of the woods?
- I have been monitoring your progress. - I'm flattered.
Twelve hundred points of interest in Yosemite and you pick me.
I regret to inform you that the record for free-climbing El Capitan
is in no danger of being broken.
Kirk: I'm not trying to break any records. I'm doing this 'cause I enjoy it.
Not to mention the most important reason for climbing a mountain.
And that is?
Because it's there.
Captain?
I do not think you realize the gravity of your situation.
On the contrary. Gravity is foremost on my mind.
Look, I'm trying to make an ascent here.
Why don't you go pester Dr. McCoy for a while?
I believe that Dr. McCoy is not in the best of moods.
Goddamn irresponsible...
Playing games with life.
Concentration is vital. You must be one with the rock.
Spock, I appreciate your concern, but if you don't stop distracting me,
I'm liable to be one to
Fall!
Oh, my god.
Perhaps "because it is there"
is not sufficient reason for climbing the mountain.
I'm hardly in a position to disagree.
Hi, bones. Mind if we drop in for dinner?
Man on TV: Your dream can become a reality. The paradise inn.
We have spared no expense to create the closest thing to paradise
in paradise... city, that is.
Gentlemen, I'm Caithlin Dar.
Oh, yeah.
Our new Romulan representative.
Welcome to paradise city, my dear,
capital of the so-called planet of galactic peace.
I'm St. John Talbot, the federation representative
here on nimbus III.
My charming companion here is the Klingon consul, Korrd.
I expect that's Klingon for "hello."
Talbot: Won't you come in, my dear?
Twenty years ago, our three governments agreed
to develop this planet together.
- A new age was born. - Our new age died a quick death.
And the settlers we conned into coming here,
they were the dregs of the galaxy.
Immediately took to fighting amongst themselves.
We forbid them weapons,
and they soon began to fashion their own.
Well, then it appears I've arrived just in time.
We have spared no expense to create the closest thing to...
J'onn: Get away from that transmitter!
Romulan.
Terran.
Klingon.
Consider yourselves my prisoners.
Prisoners? We're already prisoners here on this worthless lump of rock.
What possible value could we be to you?
Nimbus III may be a worthless lump of rock,
but it does have one unique treasure.
It's the only place in the entire galaxy that has the three of you.
I don't know who you are, or what you want, but I can tell you this.
Our governments will stop at nothing to ensure our safety.
That's exactly what I'm counting on.
Scotty: USS. Enterprise, shakedown cruise report.
I think this new ship was put together by monkeys.
Oh, she's got a fine engine, but half the doors won't open.
And guess whose job it is to make it right?
Borgus frat.
"Let's see what she's got," said the captain.
And then we found out, didn't we?
I know you'll whip her into shape, Scotty. You always do.
Uhura, I thought you were on leave.
And I thought we were supposed to be going together.
Oh, I cannot leave her now when she needs me the most.
I had a feeling you would say something like that.
So I brought us dinner.
Oh, Lassie, you're the most understanding woman I know.
Computer: Red... red... red alert.
- Red alert. - I just fixed that damn thing.
- Red... red... red alert. - Turn it off, will you?
Man on radio: Red alert. Red alert.
This is a red alert. Enterprise acknowledge.
This is enterprise. Identify yourself.
Man: Enterprise, this is starfleet.
We have a priority seven situation in the neutral zone.
Uhura: Stand by, starfleet.
- Scotty, this is for real. - They can't be serious.
The ship's in pieces and we've got less than a skeleton crew aboard.
Starfleet, are you aware of our current status?
Man: Current status understood.
Stand by to copy operational orders and recall key personnel.
Admit it. We're lost.
All right, we're lost. But we're making good time.
Uhura on radio: Commander sulu, come in, please.
I don't believe this.
Commander sulu here.
Bad news, gentlemen. Shore leave's been canceled.
Chekov: Rescued at last!
Uhura: Return to prearranged coordinates for pickup.
Don't tell them you're lost. You'll never live it down.
Is there a problem, gentlemen?
Yes, we've been caught in a...
We've been caught in a blizzard.
And we can't see a thing.
Request you direct us to the coordinates.
My visual says
sunny skies and 70 degrees.
Sulu, look. The sun's come out. It's a miracle.
Don't worry, fellas. Your secret's safe with me.
I 7! Send the shuttlecraft to pick you up.
Uhura, I owe you one. Sulu out.
Come and get it! Come and get it!
Knock it... bones! Bones, knock it off! We're right here.
And we're starving.
Bipodal seeds, doctor?
Beans, Spock. But no ordinary beans.
These are from an old southern recipe handed down to me by my father.
And if you stick your Vulcan nose up at these,
you're not only insulting me, but generations of mccoys.
In that case, I have little choice but to sample your beans.
Mmm.
Surprisingly good.
It does have a flavoring I'm not familiar with.
Ah. That's the secret ingredient.
You got any more of that secret ingredient, bones?
- Be my guest. - Thank you.
Am I to understand that your secret ingredient is alcohol?
Whiskey. Tennessee whiskey, Spock. You care for a little snort?
Bourbon and beans, an explosive combination.
Think Spock can handle it?
Are you kidding? With that Vulcan metabolism,
he could eat a bowl of termites and it wouldn't bother him.
As you are so fond of pointing out, doctor, I'm half human.
Well, it certainly doesn't show.
Thank you.
How do you like that? This guy never changes.
I insult him, and he takes it as a compliment.
You know, you two could drive a man to drink.
Me? What did I do?
What did you do?
You really piss me off, Jim.
Human life is far too precious to risk on crazy stunts.
Maybe it didn't cross that macho mind of yours,
but you should've been killed when you fell off that mountain.
- It crossed my mind. - And?
And, even as I fell, I knew I wouldn't die.
I thought he was the only one who's immortal.
Oh, no. It isn't that.
I knew I wouldn't die because the two of you were with me.
I do not understand.
I've always known I'll die alone.
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