02x11 - Friday's Child

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They're quite large.
Seven feet tall is not unusual.

They're extremely fast and strong.
Lieutenant?

They can be highly dangerous.

Their basic w*apon, the kligat.

At any distance up to 100 yards, they
can make it as effective as a phaser.

And a range of swords and knives.

- Call from the bridge.
- Bridge. Helm, sir.

Yes, Mr Sulu. Report.

Now in standard orbit.
l pinpointed their encampment.

Very good.
Have the transporter room stand by.

- How long were you stationed there?
- Only a few months.

They're uninterested
in medical aid or hospitals.

They think
only the strong should survive.

Analysis, gentlemen.

Ordinarily, l would recommend
a large, well-armed landing party.

But the more people we take, the more
chance we have of violating a taboo.

Agreed. lf they think we're showing
force, they won't sign a mining treaty.

Scotty, you're in command. Remember
the Klingons have been sighted here.

We don't want the Enterprise
to become an incident.

We'll keep on our toes.

Halt!

You are of the Earth vessel?

- l'm Captain Kirk.
- We come with open hearts and hands.

- A Klingon!
- Grant, no!

Don't move a muscle!

Space - the final frontier.

These are the voyages
of the starship Enterprise.

lts five-year mission,
to explore strange new worlds,

to seek out new life
and new civilisations,

to boldly go
where no man has gone before.

Captain's log, stardate 3497.2.

Planet Capella lV.
The rare mineral, topaline,

vital to the life-support of planetoid
colonies, has been discovered here.

Our mission -
obtain a mining agreement.

But a Klingon agent
has preceded us to the planet.

That discovery cost the life
of one of my crewmen.

l am unaware of any state of w*r
between our peoples.

Jim!

Or is it your policy
to k*ll Klingons on sight?

He was young...and inexperienced.

Does Maab know that the Klingons
are our sworn enemies?

We understand only that he also offers
things of value for our rocks.

And he has freely
handed us his weapons.

Will you do the same?

- Let me call my ship and inform them...
- To bring an att*ck upon their village?

lt is as l told you.
Earthmen fear to bargain honestly.

Will you hand us your weapons?

So they keep their word scrupulously?

They're unusually honest?
ls that what l heard you say, Doctor?

- Yes. l mentioned that.
- He also said they can be dangerous.

Dangerous if lied to.
lf their customs are violated.

We lied to no one, Doctor.
We violated no customs.

- So why is one of my men dead?
- He drew a w*apon on their guest.

Grant looked up, saw a Klingon,
made an instinctive, defensive move.

What's a Klingon doing here
amongst your honest friends anyway?

l know what it means to you
to lose a crewman.

That's only one down, Doctor.
There's 400 more up there in orbit.

lf there's a Klingon down here,
there might be a Klingon ship up there.

Mr Scott.

Picking up something on the sensors.
Seems to be another ship.

Well, let's put it on the screen.

lt's just at the edge of our sensor range.
Hard to get an exact reading.

You think it's a Klingon ship?

Who else would play cat and mouse
with a starship?

Well, they can't hurt us much out there,
bobbing about like that.

No need to call the captain yet.

Bones.

Yes, Captain.

l shouldn't have chewed you out.
l'm sorry.

l understand.

lnefficient, however.

Emotion, Captain.

Yes, you're quite right, Mr Spock.

lnefficient and illogical.

You've shown friendship
by handing over our weapons.

She's making a gesture in return.

Jim!

lf you touch it, her nearest male relative
will have to try to k*ll you.

They're offering you
a chance for combat.

They consider it
more pleasurable than love.

Chur-ah.

lt would appear, Captain,
that he finds you a disappointment.

l am the teer, Akaar.

l lead the Ten Tribes of Capella.

This is Eleen. A young wife to give
an old man a son to rule these tribes.

l'm Captain Kirk. l must protest
the k*lling of one of my crewmen.

Was it not his privilege to die for you?

- l do not understand.
- Their customs are different.

Different from those of my people, too.
The sight of death frightens them.

Let me take this, Jim.

What Maab has said is true.
Our customs are different.

What the Klingon has said
is unimportant.

We do not hear his words.

- l just called the Klingon a liar.
- Laughter, Teer?

ls not the Klingon
an honoured guest also?

The Earth people
first bargained for our rocks.

ls it not best
to have two who bargain?

- lt is l who speaks for the tribe, Maab.
- l speak for many, Teer.

Hear the words of the Klingon.

What do Earthmen offer you?

What have you obtained
from them in the past?

Powders...
and liquids for the sick?

We Klingons believe,
as you do, the sick should die.

Only the strong should live.

Earthmen have promised to teach
the youth of your tribes many things.

What? What things?

Cleverness against enemies?
The use of weapons?

The Klingon speaks the truth, Akaar.

The Earth Federation
offers one other thing, Akaar.

Our laws. And the highest of all our laws
states that your world is yours

and will always remain yours.

This differs us from the Klingons.

Their empire is made up of conquered
worlds. They take what they want.

Good. Let the Klingons
and the Earthmen offer us amusement.

- Capellans welcome this.
- The Earthmen have different customs.

- But never have they lied to us.
- We will not bargain with Earthmen.

Do you say you will fight me, Maab?

Let that be your choice, Teer.

We need our communicators.
lf there's a Klingon ship somewhere...

The sky does not interest me.
l must consider the words l have heard.

Leave him.

The ship's disappeared, sir.
Gone out of range.

l'm getting a call from a vessel.

- lt's so faint l can't make it out.
- Try to pull it in.

l've lost it. lt sounded like
a distress signal from an Earth vessel.

Klingon!

- Communicators, weapons.
- l have no quarrel with you.

l wish merely to return to my vessel.

- Type of vessel. Location.
- A small scout ship, Captain.

We need the mineral, too.
l was sent to negotiate.

Release him.

Akaar is dead. l am the teer.

- k*ll them now!
- Wait!

lf you lead these people now,
be certain you make the right decisions.

ls the new leader
of the Ten Tribes afraid?

- Let me k*ll them.
- Let the Klingon and me fight.

lt might amuse you.

Perhaps to be a teer
is to see in new ways.

l begin to like you, Earthman.

And l saw fear in the Klingon's eye.

We had an agreement.

That too may change, Klingon.

l have the signal clear.
lt is a distress call from the SS Dierdre.

Dierdre? That's a freighter.

Reporting they're under att*ck.
They're running.

Trying to manoeuvre.
lt's a Klingon vessel attacking.

- Helm?
- Picking it up, sir. Taking a fix.

- Try the captain.
- Enterprise to Captain Kirk.

Come in, Captain.

Enterprise to Captain Kirk.
Come in, Captain.

Captain, careful.

- You carry a child who would be teer.
- l must die.

No!

No man may touch the wife of a teer.

She was prepared to die, Earthman.

l was proud to obey the laws.
k*ll him first.

He laid hands upon me.

lt is my right to see him die.

Enterprise to Mr Spock.

Dr McCoy, come in, please.

l have it on the sensors, sir.
Tie into my channel, Lieutenant.

We are under heavy att*ck
by Klingon vessels.

Two convoy ships are already
damaged. We must have help.

Enterprise, please acknowledge.
Repeat...

lnterception course
computed and laid in, sir.

Prepare to take us out of orbit, Mr Sulu.

Aye, sir.

Scotty, the captain.

We have a distress call
from a Federation ship under att*ck.

That's where our duty lies.

Take us out of orbit, Mr Sulu.
Ahead warp 5.

Captain's log, stardate 3498.9.
Scott in temporary command.

We were forced to leave Capella
to aid a Federation vessel

under att*ck by a Klingon vessel.

We were unable to contact
our landing party

before answering the distress signal.

Our inability to reach
the landing party is strange.

And...l am concerned.

Our check-in signal
is one hour, 12 minutes overdue.

Since no reconnaissance party
has appeared,

and since Mr Scott is efficient
in such matters...

Something's keeping them busy up there.

The Klingon ship.

That would seem a logical conclusion.

Captain, l'm going to fix
that woman's arm.

They can only k*ll me once
for touching her.

That's a very good idea, Bones.

Yes, Captain. An excellent idea.

Let me see that arm.

You will not touch me.

You said you were prepared to die.
Does that mean you'd prefer to die?

l think we can get you safely to the ship.
Your choice. Bones.

To live is always desirable.

All right. Let's go.

Klingon.

There's nothing to concern you there.

We made an agreement, Maab.

l have a right to my weapons.

We have them well cared for.

Your w*apon will be returned
when our business is completed.

That was our agreement.

Approaching the freighter's last position.

Sensor report.

Negative, sir. No debris,
no residual particles. No traces.

Mr Sulu,
begin a standard search pattern.

All scanners full intensity, Mr Chekov.

- No signal at all?
- Negative, sir.

lt should be on our screens.

At best, a freighter might travel warp 2.

l'm well aware of
a freighter's maximum speed, Mr Sulu.

Captain's log, stardate 3499.1.

Before leaving the encampment, we
managed to retrieve our communicators.

Our phasers were not to be found.

We've fled into the hills, yet
we know the Capellans will find us.

And we have learned
that the girl, Eleen,

hates the unborn child she is carrying.

Stay with her, Bones.

Nice place to get trapped in.

But a defensible entrance.

Yes, l see. Scout up the trail that way
and see if we have an exit.

l'll take a look around.

You may be a Capellan woman
and the widow of a high teer,

but l'm a doctor, and it's my tradition
to care for the sick and injured.

Now let me see that arm.

- You will not touch me in that manner.
- You listen to me.

l'll touch you in any manner that
my professional judgment indicates.

Just as l thought.
lt can come any time now.

How do you know?

Cos l'm a doctor, that's how l know.

Even the women of our village
cannot tell so much with a touch.

Strange hand.

Very soft.

The walls get higher and narrower
but there is a way out.

Good. lf we could block off that
entrance it would give us more time.

- There is enough loose rock and shale.
- Could we create a sonic disruption?

- Only a slight chance it would work.
- Maybe we shouldn't try.

Captain, l didn't say that exactly.

The sound beams should produce
a sympathetic vibration

on the weak area of that slide.

Worried about the delivery?

Capellans aren't humans.
There are internal differences.

l don't have the equipment.

- lf you don't think you can do it...
- l can do it.

The last thing l want around
is a ham-handed captain.

No!

Only McCoy.

There's a cave in there.

l'll need help getting her in there.

No!

Look, l'm a doctor, not an escalator.
Spock, give me a hand.

No!

l will allow only your touch.

A vessel doesn't just disappear.

There's nothing.
All channels and frequencies are clear.

- Mr Chekov?
- Nothing, sir.

lf it were destroyed,
l'd pick up debris readings.

lt couldn't have run away from us.
Not a freighter.

Mr Chekov, pull the microtape
on that distress call.

l want it replayed.

We are under heavy att*ck
by Klingon vessels.

Two convoy ships are already
damaged. We must have help.

Enterprise, please acknowledge.

Did you hear it? They called us by name.

Not a general distress signal,
but one aimed right at us.

Wouldn't they call
for the nearest starship?

How would a freighter know
we were ordered into this sector?

A trap.
We were diverted from the planet.

Or it could be an authentic distress call.

We'll stay long enough to make certain.

- Continue search pattern.
- Yes, sir. Continuing.

Bones.

Give me one of those
magnesite-nitron tablets.

Let me get her on the rock.

No, no...

The pain is here.

How did you arrange to touch her?
Give her a happy pill?

No, a right cross.

- Never seen that in a medical book.
- lt's in mine.

No. No.

lt's there.

The pain is there.

Vegetation.
Evidently there's water nearby.

Good. But we need weapons
as much as we need water.

There would seem to be
little w*apon potential at hand.

Follow me.

No!

McCoy.

Easy. Easy, l'm here.

Now. You must want the child.

No.

Here child belongs to husband.

So they take all the credit here?
Poppycock.

Answer me. Do you want my help?

Answer me. Do you want my help?

All right. Say to yourself,
"The child is mine.

"The child is mine. lt is mine."

Yes. lt's yours.

No, you've got it all wrong.

Yes.

McCoy...

- lt's yours.
- No. Say, "The child is mine.

"lt is mine. lt is..."

Uh-oh...

Kirk to Enterprise. Come in.

Kirk to Enterprise. Come in.

This bark has suitable tensile cohesion.

- You mean it makes a good bow string?
- l believe l said that.

That's more like it.

The Capellans never developed
the bow. This may come as a surprise.

No, you place this arm under here
to support its back and this hand...

l would rather not. Thank you.

McCoy...

Bring our child.

Our child?

- l'll explain later.
- That should prove very interesting.

Still negative, Mr Scott. All sweeps.

- Mr Chekov?
- Nothing.

- We're turning back. Warp 5.
- Warp 5, sir.

- On course for Capella lV.
- Warp 6.

The captain could be in trouble.

- A distress call from the USS Carolina.
- lgnore it.

The Carolina is registered in this sector.

- lgnore it. Log it as my order.
- Aye, sir.

Scotty, if it should turn out to be real...

There's an old, old saying on Earth.

"Fool me once, shame on you.
Fool me twice, shame on me."

l know this saying.
lt was invented in Russia.

Jim!

Spock!

Jim? Spock?

- What happened?
- My patient hit me. She's gone.

- The child?
- lt's all right. lt's in there.

l guess l'll forget psychiatry,
stick with surgery.

- l thought she'd learn to want it.
- Virtue is a relative term.

- She'll head to the warriors.
- l'll go with you.

You took a medical oath.
That small patient in there needs you.

- Estimating the planet?
- 31 minutes.

Mr Scott?

Sensors picking up a vessel ahead.

Cutting across our path.

- Sublight. One half.
- Reversing to sublight. One half.

lt's an alien, sir.

By configuration, a Klingon warship.

Taking position directly in our path.

- Mr Sulu, sound battle stations.
- Aye, aye, sir.

This is the USS Enterprise calling
unidentified Klingon vessel. Come in.

USS Enterprise calling Klingon vessel.
Acknowledge.

l have it on the viewscreen. Still distant.

Holding a position dead ahead.

Drawing a line, daring us to step over it.

Still closing.
The alien's directly in our line of flight.

This is the commander
of the USS Enterprise.

ldentify yourself and your intention.
Acknowledge.

Close out the frequency, Lieutenant.

Phaser banks are ready.

We'll go right down their throat
if necessary.

Let's see if they have the belly for it.

Behind the rocks up there.

The Earthmen make excellent game.
Their cleverness has surprised me.

They must die. That is your law.

We will honour our law,
and our word to you, Klingon.

Maab.

The child is dead, Maab.

Do as you will with me.

- The Earthmen?
- Dead.

l k*lled them as they slept.

lf true, take us to them.

Do you doubt my word, Klingon?

l am the wife of a teer.
l will die in my own tent.

lt is in order. She is the wife of a teer.

- First we verify her story.
- ls this what your word means?

Spock?

Spock?

Here, Captain.

Over here, Captain.

Spock to Enterprise.

The cavalry doesn't come over the hill
in the nick of time any more.

lf you mean we can't expect help
from the Enterprise, l agree.

Naam.

There's just one thing l want.

- The Klingon?
- One of us must get him.

- Revenge, Captain?
- Why not?

The next man who raises a w*apon
destroys all of you.

You and your primitive weapons.
l'll teach you what k*lling really means.

Klingon?

Fight! Are you warriors or children?

Maab, l will flee.

When the Klingon turns to fire, l'll...

As teer of the Ten Tribes,
l give you back your life.

Mine is now forfeit.

Keel, stand ready.

Klingon!

Hold it there. Drop your weapons.

- We missed you.
- We had a run-in with the Klingons.

He had no stomach for fighting. We had
no trouble in tracking you down. l...

That's not the way to handle it. Like this.

Take his little head like that.
There. That's it. See how easy?

Oochy-woochy-coochy-coo!
Oochy-woochy-coochy-coo!

"Oochy-woochy-coochy-coo," Captain?

An obscure Earth dialect, Mr Spock.

lf you're curious, consult linguistics.

- This should prove interesting.
- lnteresting?

When the woman explains that
the new high teer is Dr McCoy's child.

- What's that again?
- We don't understand it ourselves.

Nor does Dr McCoy.

Oochy-woochy-coochy-coo!
Oochy-woochy-coochy-coo!

lnform Starfleet that Federation mining
rights on Capella have been secured,

documents signed
by the high chief's regent.

- Report follows.
- Aye, aye, sir.

- The child's regent?
- Eleen. Remarkable young lady.

Representing the high teer,
Leonard James Akaar.

The child was named
Leonard James Akaar?

Has a ring to it, don't you think?

l think it's destined to go down in history.
What do you think?

l think you're both going to be
insufferably pleased with yourselves, sir.

Take us out of orbit, Mr Sulu.
Ahead, warp factor 1.