There Was A Freakish Man Who Had A Freakish Smile
Kirk's Kwarters. Kirk pulls on his shirt in front of his computer calls the Bridge. "SPOHCK HERE!" Spock English-accents. Kirk ascertains that the cube is giving out no signs of life, and asks that the department heads meet him on the Bridge. "Department heads"? Since when is he Ted Turner? "Already stahnding by," Spock confirms. Kirk leaves. As he goes, the camera pans down to show us exactly how successful the reverse Stairmaster was in ass-tone-age. Not very.
Bridge. Crazy Cameraman is back, and this time he's using a handheld to follow Kirk around. Kirk assesses the situation and learns from Spock that the cube is solid, but they don't know what it's made of. Uhura, in a yellow dress tonight, says that her hails are going nowhere. Beetle and Sulu give Kirk some truly pointless cube information. "Scotty?" Kirk prompts. Yeah, where are all these department heads we heard so much about? It is just Scotty and then Bones, who is leaning over the railing? Scotty doesn't know what makes the thing go. "I'll buy speculation," Kirk tells him. "I'd sell it if I had any," Scotty quips back. As much as these actors may have hated each other in life, onscreen they had real chemistry. Quantum and Co. couldn't find chemistry if Bill Nye The Science Guy stuck all their hands in Bunsen burners. "Life sciences?" Kirk asks. Bones doesn't know anything either. Beetle wants to know if they're just going to let the cube hold them captive. "I vote we blast it!" he adds. Kirk steps into his chair and says, "I'll keep that in mind, Mr. Bailey, [beat] when this becomes a democracy." Beetle heaves his shoulders and turns back to his con. Kirk smiles slightly.
Situation room. Kirk logs that they've sat around, drank coffee, fiddled with little plastic disks, and found nothing out for the past eighteen hours. Spock thinks it's either a marker or a trap. "And you don't recommend sticking around?" Kirk leads. "Negative. It would make us appear too weak," Spock opines. Kirk announces, "It's time for action, gentlemen!" Uh, and Uhura! As Kirk says his name, Beetle literally jumps the gun and phones up the phaser gun crew. "Countermand. I'll select what kind of action, Mr. Bailey," Kirk overrules. Beetle apologizes and tries to explain. "Are you explaining, Mr. Bailey?" Kirk interrupts. "I haven't requested an explanation. Now, as I was about to say, Navigator, plot us a spiral course away from the cube." Everyone picks up their coffees and stacks of squares and leaves. Sulu gives some directions to the helm.