[Shuttlecraft]
(Scott is still lying in the middle of the floor, working)
MCCOY: Well, Mister Spock, they didn't stay frightened very long, did they?
SPOCK: Most illogical reaction. We demonstrated our superior weapons. They should have fled.
MCCOY: You mean they should have respected us?
SPOCK: Of course.
MCCOY: Mister Spock, respect is a rational process. Did it ever occur to you they might react emotionally, with anger?
SPOCK: Doctor, I am not responsible for their unpredictability.
MCCOY: They were perfectly predictable to anyone with feeling. You might as well admit it, Mister Spock, your precious logic brought them down on us.
MEARS: Why haven't they done anything?
SPOCK: They're studying us, for the moment.
BOMA: Another prediction, Mister Spock?
SPOCK: My opinion, Mister Boma.
(The shuttlecraft shakes as one of the locals starts battering it with a rock)
SPOCK: Seal the windows!
MCCOY: Studying us, Mister Spock? They seem to learn rather quickly.
BOMA: All right, Spock, you have all the answers. What now?
SPOCK: Mister Boma, your tone is increasingly hostile.
BOMA: My tone isn't the only thing that's hostile, Mister Spock!
SPOCK: Curious. Most illogical.
BOMA: I'm sick and tired of your logic!
MEARS: We could use a little inspiration.
SPOCK: Strange. Step by step, I have made the correct and logical decisions. And yet two men have died.
MCCOY: And you've brought our furry friends down on us.
SPOCK: I do seem to have miscalculated regarding them, and inculcated resentment on your parts. The sum of the parts cannot be greater than the whole.
MCCOY A little less analysis and more action. That's what we need, Mister Spock.
SPOCK: How much longer, Mister Scott?
SCOTT: Another hour, maybe two.
MCCOY: That won't be long enough.
SCOTT: Doctor, a phaser can only drain so fast.
BOMA: How long do you think those plates will hold out under this? We've got to do something!
SCOTT: You've got your hands full.
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