Kor: I can get what I want through our mind-scanner, but there would be very little of your mind left, Captain. I have no desire to see you become a vege tibble. This friend of yours, the Vulcan. He seems to have the ability to block our scanner. I think perhaps I will find out why. I will have him dissected. Your friend killed. You, a mental vege tibble. Not a pleasant prospect, Captain, but it lies ahead for you unless you tell me everything I want to know. 12 hours, Captain.