[Beep Beep]
How much longer, McCoy?
Oh, about another 30 minutes.
I've come across some most interesting organic compounds.
Hey, Starfleet was right.
These roots and soil cultures ...
can be a medical treasure house.
Any problems there?
No sign of the inhabitants so far. Kirk out.
Large prints.
The apelike carnivore in the reports?
Yes, the mugato.
No problem, though.
Those prints are several days old.
They seldom stay in one place.
That aside, you say it's a Garden of Eden.
So it seemed to brash young Lieutenant Kirk ...
on his first planet survey.
[Spock] Class "M" in all respects. Quite earthlike.
Except these people stayed in their Garden of Eden.
Bows and arrows for hunting,
but absolutely no fighting among themselves.
Remarkably peaceful ...
and tranquil.
[Man] Ho!
Take cover here!
Bows and arrows, Captain?
Villagers with flintlocks.
That's impossible.
They hadn't progressed nearly that far.
Captain, look.
One of those men walking into ambush is Tyree --
The friend I lived with here.
Captain ...
use of our phasers is expressly forbidden.
Enterprise, alert!
Stand by to beam up landing party.
Your phaser!
No, Captain.
I can travel.
Beam us up, quickly.
Now, Scotty.
Have medics stand by.
[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.
What happened, Captain?
Lead projectile.
Primitive firearm.
[McCoy] Vitalizer "B."
Pressure packet.
We're lucky his heart's where his liver should be,
or he'd be dead now.
[M'Benga] Not good, sir.
Bones, can you save him?
[Alarm Sounds]
[Uhura] All decks, red alert!
Battle stations, battle stations!
- Go to red alert! - Kirk here.
[Uhura] We have a Klingon vessel on our screens.
On my way.
I don't know yet,Jim.
[Alarm Blaring]
Captain, we're holding the planet ...
between us and the Klingons.
I don't think they've spotted us.
Make that definite, sir.
Their routine message to home base doesn't mention us.
Good. Go to yellow alert.
Yellow alert. All stations, go to yellow alert.
Think you can keep us out of their sight?
I can try, Captain.
Message to Starbase, sir?
No point in revealing ourselves ...
until we know what's happening.
We can hide a while, but we may have to go out of orbit.
Kirk to sick bay.
McCoy here. I'll call you soon as I know anything.
Sick bay out.
So they've broken the treaty.
Not necessarily, Captain.
They have as much right to scientific missions here as we have.
Research isn't the Klingon way.
True, but this is a hands-off planet.
How can you prove they're doing otherwise?
When I left there 13 years ago,
the villagers had barely learned to forge iron.
Spock was shot with a flintlock.
How many centuries between those two developments?
On Earth, about 12, sir.
On the other hand,
a flintlock would be the first firearm ...
the inhabitants would normally develop.
Yes, I'm aware of that, Mr. Scott.
The fact that Earth took 12 centuries ...
doesn't mean they had to.
We've seen different developmental rates on different planets.
Wouldn't Klingons have given them breechloaders?
Or machine guns?
Or old-style hand lasers?
I did not invite a debate.
I'm sorry.
I'm worried about Spock ...
and concerned about what's happened ...
to something I once knew down there.
You have the con, Scotty.
I'll be at sick bay.
We've no replacements for the damaged organs, sir.
If he's going to live,
his Vulcan physiology will have to do it for him.
Sterilite off.
Yes, sir.
He'll live or die now.
I don't know which.
Dr. M'Benga interned in a Vulcan ward.
He couldn't be in better hands.
Then you and I are transporting down.
I can't leave Spock at this time.
You just indicated you could.
There are Klingons here.
If their mission is a legitimate research interest ...
in the planet's organic potential,
then you're the one man who can tell me.
And if that's not it?
Then I need help --
Advice I can trust as much as Spock's.
I appreciate the compliment, but --
I'm as worried about Spock as you are.
If the Klingons are breaking the treaty ...
it could be interstellar war.
- Kirk to bridge. - Bridge, Scott here.
McCoy and I are transporting back down.
Inform ship's stores we'll need native costumes.
We may have to break out of orbit any minute ...
to keep out of sight.
- We'd be out of communicator range. - I understand.
We'll arrange a rendezvous schedule.
Kirk out.
Captain 's log, stardate 4211.4.
Keeping our presence here secret ...
is an enormous tactical advantage,
therefore I cannot risk contact ...
with Starfleet command.
I must take action on my own judgment.
I've elected to violate orders ...
and make contact with planet inhabitants.
Tyree's camp is 1/4 mile away.
Want to think about it again, Jim?
Starfleet's orders about this planet ...
state no interference --
No interference with normal social development.
I'm not only aware of it,
my survey 13 years ago recommended it.
I read it.
"Inhabitants superior in many ways to humans.
"Left alone, they undoubtedly someday will develop ...
a remarkably advanced and peaceful culture".
And I intend to see that they have that chance.
You coming with me?
Do I have a choice?
[ Screeching ]
[ Screeching ]
Aah! Aah!
[ Screeching ]
Contact the ship.
Took full poison.
Enterprise, McCoy. Emergency. Come in!
Enterprise, come in. McCoy!
They left.
Out of orbit.
Jim, there is no antitoxin for this poison.
I can only keep you alive ...
a few hours with this.
Tyree ...
some of his men.
Are you hill people?
Do you know a hunter named Tyree?
A mugato attacked him.
He's James Kirk.
He's a friend of Tyree's.
Blast it! Do something!
He's dying!
Take him to the cave.
I bring Tyree.
[McCoy] Medical log, stardate 4211.8.
Kirk is right about the people here.
Despite their fear and our strangeness,
they're compassionate and gentle.
I've learned the hunter Tyree ...
is now their leader.
He is expected to return shortly ...
with his wife, who they say ...
know show to cure this poison.
My problem --
The captain is in deep shock.
I must keep him warm and alive until then.
You and your Garden of Eden.
We must obtain the same firesticks, husband.
You could be killing them instead.
We could take their houses,
- their goods. - No, no, no.
No, Nona. Enough.
In time, the villagers will return to their ways of friendship.
In time?
They kill your people!
I am a Kahn-ut-tu woman.
In all this land, how many are there?
Men seek us because through us they become great leaders.
I took you because you cast a spell upon me.
And I have spells that help me keep you.
Remember this leaf?
The night we camped by the water?
Mmm. The night of madness.
Oh, Tyree, did you really hate that madness?
No, Nona.
It brought up evil beasts from my soul.
Only one lovely beast, Tyree.
My huge, angry man.
Forgive me.
What is it?
There are strangers in our camp.
One has taken the mugato bite.
He dies.
The dying one is a friend of Tyree from long ago.
That one.
Bring him when his head clears.
The stranger, where is he?
Nona, where's Kirk?
The cave.
Tyree, you wish me to save him?
You must.
He is the one I told you of,
the friend of my younger days.
My remedies require I know what kind of man he is ...
all that is known of him.
I gave him my promise of silence.
He was made my brother.
And I am your wife, his sister.
I promise silence also.
Nona --
Or he dies.
[Door Opens]
[Door Closes]
Don't let these low panel readings bother you.
I've seen this before in Vulcans.
It's their way of concentrating ...
all their strength, blood, and antibodies ...
onto the injured organs,
a form ofself-induced hypnosis.
- You mean he's conscious? - Well, in a sense.
He knows we're here and what we're saying,
but he can't afford to take his mind ...
from the tissue he's fighting to heal.
I suppose he even knows you were holding his hand.
A good nurse always treats her patients that way.
It proves she's interested.
I'm Tyree.
And I'm Tyree's woman.
It is Kirk.
She will cure him.
What's that?
A mahko root.
A plant?
It moves.
For those who know where to find it,
how to use it, how to pick it.
Take this of my soul ...
this of my soul ...
into thine ...
Into thine ...
Deeply ...
Together ...
Your pain is mine ...
All mine ...
Your soul in mine.
It is past.
Bones ...
I had the strangest dream.
How do you feel, Jim?
Very tired.
You did a fine job, Bones.
I think I'll sl --
I want to thank you for saving his life.
I would like to learn more about this.
Our blood has passed through the mahko root together.
Our souls have been together.
He is mine now.
She must sleep also.
He is hers?
When a man and woman ...
are joined in this manner,
he can refuse her no wish.
But it is only legend.
What are you doing here?
Tyree ...
my old friend.
Yes, James!
James, it's good to see you.
What am I doing here?
Mugato bite!
I remember.
I told him to take me to Tyree's camp.
I knew you'd find a Kahn-ut-tu to cure me.
A Kahn-ut-tu is the local witch people here.
They've studied ...
They have studied the ...
roots ...
and the herbs.
I am a Kahn-ut-tu, Captain.
I cured you.
My wife -- Nona.
Yes, of course. I should've guessed.
Tyree, we must talk.
The villagers, their new weapons --
I want to hear all about that.
- We must make plans. - Good.
It is past time to plan.
Much has happened since you left, James.
Come. We'll speak of it.
And of things to be done.
We will speak of it.
The readings are beginning to fluctuate.
Just as they should.
This is Dr. M'Benga.
There will be someone with you constantly now.
When the time comes, I'll be called.
As soon as he shows any signs of consciousness,
call me immediately.
Yes, doctor.
After you've called me,
if he speaks, do whatever he says.
Do whatever he says?
Well, that's clear enough, isn't it?
The firesticks first appeared nearly a year ago.
Since that time, many of my people have died.
You say they make the firesticks themselves?
How can you be sure?
I've looked into their village.
I've seen it being done.
Have you seen strangers among the villagers?
Can you take us to their village ...
while it's still dark?
Yes, but the mugatos travel at night also.
You killed one.
Its mate will not be far.
Have you seen how these work?
I've seen them also.
And I know you have many ways ...
to make your friend Tyree a man of great importance.
Many ways?
What else does she know about us?
Tyree has told me much of you.
Do not blame him.
It was the price for saving your life.
We're simply strangers from ...
from one of the lights in the sky.
And you have ways as far above firesticks ...
as the sky above our world.
You will not speak of this to others.
I will not if I am made to understand.
Teach me.
There's an old custom among my people.
When a woman saves a man's life,
he is grateful.
I am grateful.
A splendid custom ...
if not carried to extremes.
We once were as you are --
Spears, arrows.
There came a time when our weapons ...
grew faster than our wisdom,
and we almost destroyed ourselves.
We learned from this ...
to make a rule during all our travels --
Never to cause the same to happen to other worlds,
Just as a man must grow in his own way ...
and in his own time.
Some men never grow.
Perhaps not as fast ...
or in the way another thinks he should.
But we're wise enough to know ...
that we are wise enough not to interfere ...
with the way of a man or another world.
You must let the villagers destroy us?
You will not help your friend and brother ...
kill them instead?
I said I will not kill!
We must fight or die!
Is dying better?
You would let him die ...
when you have weapons to make him powerful and safe?
Then he has the wrong friends.
And I have the wrong husband.
You will help in ways she does not understand.
I have faith in our friendship, James.
Come, before we lose the darkness.
What's bothering you, Jim?
If we find the Klingons have helped the villagers,
there's certainly something we can do.
That's what's bothering me --
The something we may have to do.
The guard. We must wait.
Tyree, supposing you had to fight ?
What then?
This man believes in the same thing we believe in --
That killing is stupid and useless.
Tyree ...
Gun, ammunition.
You are late, my friend Apella.
A quarrel by my people.
A division of some skins ...
and a hill woman taken this morning.
It's hard to divide one woman.
Give her to the man who killed the most of her people.
The others will see the profit in bravery.
I'll make a Klingon of you yet.
Your next improvement.
Notice what we've done to the striker.
See how it holds the priming powder more securely?
Fewer misfires.
When I return,
we will give you other improvements.
A rifled barrel.
A way to shoot further and straighter.
Coal for a forge.
Sulfur for gun powder.
Let's take a look inside.
Well, here's your forge.
[Scanner Beeping]
People's exhibit number one --
Chrome steel drill point.
This pig iron is almost carbon-free.
That village furnace certainly didn't produce it.
People's exhibit number two --
Cold-rolled gun barrel rod ...
fashioned to look homemade.
You were right about the Klingons, Jim.
Make recorder and scanner tapes of everything.
It's a pity we can't include a live Klingon --
[Apella] ls it difficult to cut grooves into the barrels?
[Krell] It's quite simple. I'll show you.
I thought my people would grow tired of killing.
But you were right.
It is easier than trading,
and it has pleasures.
I feel it myself.
Like the hunt,
but with richer rewards.
You will be rich one day, Apella,
beyond your dreams.
The leader of a whole world.
A governor ...
in the Klingon empire.
Move! Fast!
[ Gasps ] Nurse.
Hit me. The pain will help me to consciousness.
Hit you? No! I can't --
If I don't regain consciousness soon,
it may be too late -- Hit me!
Continue. The pain will help me to consciousness.
What are you doing, woman?
Leave me alone!
Have you gone daft?
Mr. Spock needs me! Let go!
That will be quite enough.
Thank you, doctor.
Please ...
release her.
What's this all about?
She was doing as I requested, Mr. Scott,
a Vulcan form of self-healing.
As you saw, they must wait until the last possible moment,
then fight their way back to consciousness.
Let me help you, Mr. Spock.
Thank you, nurse.
I'm quite fully recovered.
Yes, I see you are.
Men, this is the pan.
This is the hammer.
The hammer striking the pan causes a spark,
ignites the powder,
and fires the flintlock.
Now aim it as I showed you.
Hold your breath ...
and squeeze the trigger gently.
Well done.
Very, very, very good.
Jim, I want to talk to you.
Not here, Bones. In the cave.
Yutan, your turn.
Do I have to say it?
It's not bad enough there's one serpent in Eden.
Teaching one side about gun powder,
you'll make sure they all know about it!
Each side receives the same knowledge ...
and the same type of firearm.
Have you gone out of your mind?
Yes, maybe you have.
Tyree's wife said there was something in that root.
She said now you can refuse her nothing.
Is it a coincidence this is exactly what she wants?
Is it? She wants superior weapons.
That's the one thing neither side can have.
Bones ...
Bones, the normal development of this planet ...
was the status quo between the hill people and the villagers.
The Klingons changed that with the flintlocks.
If this planet is to develop the way it should,
we must equalize both sides again.
Jim, that means you're condemning this whole planet ...
to a war that may never end.
It could go on for year after year,
massacre after massacre.
All right, Doctor!
All right. Say I'm wrong.
Say I'm drugged. Say the woman drugged me.
What is your sober, sensible solution to all this?
I don't have a solution.
But furnishing them firearms ...
is certainly not the answer.
Bones, do you remember the 20th century brush wars ...
on the Asian continent?
Two giant powers involved,
much like the Klingons and ourselves.
Neither side could pull out.
Yes. It went on bloody year after bloody year.
What would you have suggested,
that one side arm its friends with an overpowering weapon?
Mankind would never have lived to travel space if they had.
No. The only solution is what happened back then.
Balance of power.
And if the Klingons give their side even more?
Then we arm our side with exactly that much more.
A balance of power --
The trickiest, most difficult,
dirtiest game of them all,
but the only one that preserves both sides.
And what about your friend Tyree?
Will he understand this balance of power?
Probably not,
but I'm going to have to try and make him understand.
I never had a more difficult task.
Well, Jim,
here's another morsel of agony for you.
Since Tyree won't fight,
he will be one of the first to die.
Well ...
war isn't a good life,
but it's ... life.
His wife is the only way to reach him.
If I tell her ...
we're going to supply guns ...
maybe ... she'll convince him.
Position, Mr. Scott?
Entering distant orbit, sir.
Approaching rendezvous time.
The Klingons?
They haven't spotted us yet, sir.
Looks like they're beaming someone aboard.
Stand by to signal the captain.
Pardon me.
You are here because I wished you here.
Oh? I thought it was my idea.
Yes. They always believe they come of free will.
Tyree thought the same ...
when I cast my first spell on him.
- Nona -- - Can you smell this fragrance?
Some find it pleasing.
I'd like to talk to you.
Some find it soothing.
I would like --
[Nona] Yes.
You feel good.
I feel dizzy.
Yes. You are lovely.
You're beautiful.
Kiss me.
[ Screeching ]
[ Screeching ]
Where's Captain Kirk?
Tyree, the firestick.
Where is it?
I left it there.
That's a fine thing to leave lying around.
Show us where it is.
I do not want it.
Who hit you?
I bring you victory for Apella!
Tyree's woman.
She's a Kahn-ut-tu.
We won't trust this division to Apella.
Take me to him.
He will have the strength to use this new weapon.
Touch me again,
and this small box will kill you.
No, no. I'm all right.
My phaser.
She took it.
This weapon I bring you ...
is far greater than your firestick.
Hill people!
It's a trap.
The woman's tricked us.
She's dead.
I want more of these, Kirk.
Many more!
Yutan, two of those who killed my wife have escaped.
Track them down.
I will kill them.
Tomorrow ...
in the palm of her hands.
Well, you got what you wanted.
Not what I wanted, Bones.
What had to be.
Kirk here.
Spock, Captain. I trust all has gone well.
Spock, are you alive?
An illogical question, Doctor,
since obviously you are hearing my voice.
Well, I don't know why I was worried.
You can't kill a computer.
Spock, ask Scotty how long it would take him ...
to reproduce 100 flintlocks.
I didn't get that exactly, Captain.
100 what?
100 ...
Serpents for the Garden of Eden.
We're very tired, Mr. Spock.
Beam us up home.
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