Sarek: No, I never knew what Spock was doing, when he was a boy he would disappear for days in to the mountains. I would ask him where he had gone, what he had done he would refuse to tell me. I insisted he tell me; he would not. I forbid him to go; he ignored me. I punished him, he endured it, silently. But always he would turn to the mountains. And I would always will him not to run. But secretly I admired him the proud call of him that would not yield.