Star Trek The Original Series
Episode: Shore Leave
Season 1, Episode 15

Anything from the landing party?
They should be sending up a report momentarily.
Ohh.
Something wrong?
A kink in my back.
That's it.
A little higher, please.
Push. Push hard.
Dig it in there, Mr. Sp--
Thank you, Yeoman. That's sufficient.
You need sleep, Captain.
If it's not out of line--
I have enough of that from Dr. McCoy. Thank you.
Dr. McCoy is correct.
After what this ship has been through in the last three months,
there is not a crewman aboard who is not in need of rest,
my self excepted, of course.
Have Dr. McCoy's report
channeled to my quarters, Lieutenant.
Aye, aye, Captain.
Beautiful,
beautiful.
No animals.
No people.
No worries.
Just what the doctor ordered,
right, Doctor?
I couldn't have prescribed better.
We are one weary ship.
Think the captain will authorize shore leave here?
Depending upon my report and that of the other scouting parties.
You know, you have to see this place to believe it.
It's like something out of Alice in Wonderland.
The captain has to come down.
He'd like it.
He needs it.
You've got your problems. I've got mine.
He's got ours plus his plus 430 other people.
Where are you going?
To get some cell-structure records.
A blade of grass, a bush, a tree,
a flower petal.
With these, we can tell the whole planet biology.
Oh, my paws and whiskers!
I'll be late.
Excuse me, sir.
Have you seen a rather large white rabbit
with a yellow waistcoat and white gloves here about?
Thank you very much.
Sulu!
What is it?
What's the matter?
Did you see them?
See what?
I don't see anything.
What is it, Doc?
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.
Captain 's log.
Stardate 3025... uh, .3.
We are orbiting an uninhabited planet
in the Omicron Delta region,
a planet remarkably like Earth
or how we remember Earth to be--
park like, beautiful, green,
flowers, trees, green lawn,
quiet and restful,
almost too good to be true.
Sir, I don't see your name
in any ofthe shore parties.
I may be tired, Yeoman,
but I'm not falling apart.
Dismissed.
Aye, aye, sir.
Shore-leave party one, standby your section.
You willbe called in alphabetical order.
Mr. Spock, we're beaming down the starboard section first.
Which section would you like to go with?
Not necessary in my case, Captain.
On my planet,
"to rest" is to rest,
to cease using energy.
To me it is quite illogical
to run up and down on green grass using energy
instead of saving it.
[Intercom Whistles]
Kirk here.
Dr. McCoy calling from the planet, Captain.
Open a channel, Uhura.
Aye, aye, sir.
Captain, are you beaming down?
I hadn't planned to. Why?
Well, either our scouting probes and detectors
are malfunctioning
and all us scouts careless and beauty-intoxicated,
or I must report myself unfit for duty.
Explain.
On this supposedly uninhabited planet,
I just saw a large rabbit
pull a gold watch from his vest and claim that he was late.
That's pretty good. I got one for you.
The rabbit was followed by a little blond girl, right?
As a matter of fact, yes,
and they disappeared through a hole in a hedge.
All right, Doctor,
I'll take your report under consideration.
Captain out.
That's a McCoy pill
with a little... mystery sugar coating.
He wants to get me down there. Afraid I won't swallow it.
Very well, Captain.
Something I did come to discuss.
Yes, Mr. Spock, what is it?
I picked this up from Dr. McCoy's log.
We have a crew member aboard
who's showing signs of stress and fatigue--
reaction time down 9-12%,
associational reading norm minus 3.
That's much too low.
He's becoming irritable and quarrelsome,
yet he refuses to take rest and rehabilitation.
He has that right, but--
A crewman's right ends where the safety of the ship begins.
That man will go a shore on my orders. What's his name?
"James Kirk."
Enjoy yourself, Captain.
It's an interesting planet.
You'll fi nd it quite pleasant,
very much like your Earth.
Scouts have detected no animals, artifacts,
or force fields of any kind,
only peace, sunshine, and good air.
You'll have no problems.
Always have to be work with you?
So much love liness.
You won't find all this so lovely
if our report for the captain
isn't ready when he asks for it,
which shouldn't be long.
Rodriguez, Teller, everything all right?
Yes, sir.
We've completed the specimen survey.
That should be sufficient.
Beam it up to Mr. Spock
and start enjoying yourselves.
Sir, I think you'll find Dr. McCoy and Mr. Sulu that way.
Thank you.
Restful.
After what we've been through,
it's hard to believe
a place this beautiful exists.
It is beautiful, so lovely,
and restful.
I mean, affirmative, Captain.
McCoy!
McCoy!
Over here.
Over here.
Bones, know any good rabbit jokes lately?
As a matter offact, I do,
but this is not one ofthem.
Look at this.
I saw what I saw,
or maybe I hallucinated it,
but I want you to take a look and tell me what you think.
Footprints.
Could be a rabbit.
It would have to be an unusual creature
to make this size tracks.
What about Mr. Sulu? Will he confirm what you saw?
Negative. He was examining the flora.
[Beeping]
Bridge, this is the Captain.
Where is Mr. Sulu?
Collecting specimens.
Bridge.
Has the first shore party beamed down yet?
They're just about to start.
Get this message.
Stand by. No one is to leave the ship.
Aye, aye, sir.
You're canceling shore leave
on account of this?
Can you explain this?
Well, no, but...
Neither can I.
I admit it looks harmless.
Probably is harmless,
but before I bring my people down here,
I want proofit's harmless.
[Gunshot]
[Gunshot]
[Gunshot]
What do you think you're doing?
Target shooting, Captain.
Isn't it a beauty?
Haven't got anything like this in my collection.
Where did you get it?
I found it.
It's a crazy coincidence,
but I've always wanted one like this.
Found it lying over there--
an old-time police special,
and in beautiful condition.
Hasn't been one like this made
in, oh, a couple centuries.
Mr. Sulu.
It fi res lead pellets
propelled by expanding gases
from a chemical explosion.
I'll hang on to it.
The fresh air seems to have made you trigger-happy.
Dr. McCoy's rabbit, sir,
he must have gone through here.
Are you sure our instruments
didn't show any animal life on this planet?
Absolutely.
No birds, no mammals, no insects--nothing.
I'm certain our readings weren't off.
I'd like to believe this is an elaborate gag, but...
Yeoman Barrows, accompany Mr. Sulu.
Find out where those tracks came from.
Doctor, come with me back to the glade.
I'd like another look at that area.
This is turning out to be one very unusual shore leave.
It could have been worse.
How?
You could have seen the rabbit.
What's the matter, getting a persecution complex?
Well, I'm beginning to feel picked on.
I know the feeling.
I had it at the academy.
An upper classman there--
one practical joke after another
and always on me--
my own personal devil,
a guy by the name of Finnegan.
And you being the very serious young--
Serious? I was absolutely grim,
which delighted Finnegan no end.
He's the kind of guy to put cold soup in your bed
or a bucket ofwater propped over a door.
You never knew where he'd strike next.
More tracks.
Looks like your rabbit came from over there.
A girl's footprints.
The young blond girl I saw chase him.
Yes.
You follow the rabbit.
I'll backtrack the girl.
I'll meet you around the other side ofthe hill.
Good.
I got a personal grudge against that rabbit.
Jim.
Finnegan?
I can't believe it.
You never know when I'm going to strike,
huh,Jim?
Ha ha ha ha! How's this?
Come on, come on. It's me, Finnegan.
All right,Jimmy boy.
Ha ha ha ha!
Whoo-ha ha ha ha!
Lay one on me.
That's what you always wanted,
isn't it?
Come on. Come on.
All right, let's try that one again.
Come on.
Aah!
Aah!
Go!
Any excuse,Jim baby.
Run away!
Run away!
Aah!
Run away!
Aah!
- What was it? - Yeoman Barrows.
[Crying]
What happened?
I don't know.
I mean I do know, I guess.
I was following the tracks,
and there he was.
Who was?
Him.
Give me your report.
He...
He had a cloak, sir,
and--and a dagger with jewels on it.
You're not imagining all this?
Captain, I know it sounds incredible,
but I did not imagine it
any more than I imagined he did this.
Sounds like Don Juan.
Yes.
Yes.
It was--
It was so... sort of story book
walking around here,
and I was thinking,
"All a girl needs is...
Don Juan."
Just day dreaming the way you would
about someone you'd like to meet.
Mr. Sulu was with you.
Where is he now?
He ran after him.
Stay with her, Doctor.
Mr. Sulu!
Sulu!
Mr. Sulu!
Sulu!
Sulu!
Ruth?
Ruth.
Jim, darling,
it is me.
It is Ruth.
Captain 's log.
Stardate 3025.8.
Investigation of this increasingly unusual planet continues,
and we are seeing things
that cannot possibly exist,
yet they are undeniably real.
[Beeping]
McCoy, do you read me?
Ruth.
Ruth, how can it be you?
How could you... possibly be here?
You haven't aged.
It's been 15 years.
It doesn't matter.
None ofthat matters.
[Beeping]
Kirk here.
Did you find Mr. Sulu, Captain?
What?
Did you find Mr. Sulu?
No,
but I'm sure he's all right.
Sir?
Are you allright?
Yes, I'm fine.
[Beeping]
Rodriguez to Captain Kirk.
Yes, Mr. Rodriguez.
Captain, a while ago, I saw--
well, birds, a whole flock of them.
Don't you like birds, Mr. Rodriguez?
I like them fine,
but all our surveys showed--
Then, offhand, I'd say our instruments are defective.
There are indeed life-forms on this planet.
Sir, uh...
our surveys couldn 't have been that wrong.
Mr. Rodriguez,
have the search parties rendezvous at the glade.
I'd like some answers to all this.
- Aye, aye, sir. - You have to go?
I don't want to.
You'll see me again if you want to.
You haven't told me...
You haven't told me...
Do what you have to do...
and I'll be waiting.
Ruth.
[Beeping]
Kirk here.
Captain.
Yes, Mr. Spock.
Getting strange readings from the planet's surface, Captain.
Some sort of power field down there.
Specify.
Highly sophisticated type of energy
draining our power and increasing.
Beginning to affect our communications.
Can you pinpoint the source?
Could be coming from beneath the planet's surface.
Patterns indicate some sort of industrial activity.
Keep me posted, Mr. Spock.
We'll continue our investigation down here.
Captain out.
Feeling better?
A little,
but I wouldn't want to be alone here.
This is a beautiful place.
Strange, I'll admit.
That's just it.
It's almost too beautiful.
I was thinking, before my tunic was torn,
that in a place like this
a girl should be... oh, let's see now,
a girl should be dressed like a fairy-tale princess
with lots of floaty stuff
and a tall hat with a veil.
I see what you mean,
but then you'd have whole armies of Don Juans
to fight off...
and me, too.
Is that a promise, Doctor?
Oh, Doctor, they're lovely.
Look at me, Doctor--
A lady to be protected and fought for.
A princess of the blood royal.
You are all of those things...
and many more.
They'll look even lovelier with you wearing them.
Doctor...
I'm afraid.
Now, look, I don't know how or why,
but the dress is here.
I'd like to see you in it.
Why don't you put it on?
All right...
but you stay right there.
And don't peek.
My dear girl,
I am a doctor.
When I peek,
it's in the line of duty.
[Beeping]
Calling Dr. McCoy.
McCoy here.
I, uh...
I can't read you very well.
Is this Rodriguez?
This is all the volume I can get on this thing.
I can't read you well, either.
Captain 's orders.
Rendezvous at that glade where he first found you.
Right.
What the devil's wrong with...
communications?
Esteban.
Esteban.
[Rahhrrr]
Doctor.
Doctor.
Doctor McCoy!
You're the science officer, Mr. Spock. I want some answers.
First there was McCoy's Alice in Wonderland
where there's supposedly no animal life.
And Sulu's gun where there's no refined metal detected.
Rodriguez' birds...
and then my...
well, the two people I saw.
Any chance these could be hallucinations?
One hallucination flattened me with a clout on the jaw.
That sounds like a painful reality.
Yes.
There must besome logical explanation.
Your signal's weak. Can you turn up your gain?
I'm already on maximum.
Captain, shall I beam down an armed party?
Negative. Our people here are armed with phasers.
Besides, there's yet to be any real danger.
Captain out.
McCoy. McCoy, do you read me?
Kirk to McCoy. Come in.
Captain, take cover!
There's a samurai after me.
I mean, there was...
Captain, you've got to believe me.
I've met some interesting personalities myself.
Have you seen any ofthe others?
Got a call a few minutes ago. Rodriguez.
Said you were rendezvousing back at the glade.
I hope he got through to everybody.
Communications are almost out.
That's not all.
So's my phaser.
Yeah.
We better get to the glade.
Yes, sir.
Look.
Someone beaming down from the bridge.
Trying to.
Something's obstructing it.
Mr. Spock.
No one was to leave the ship.
Necessary, Captain.
Unable to contact you by communicator,
and the transporter is useless now.
There's an unusual power field down here.
It's soaking up all the energy at the source.
After calculating its growth rate,
I reasoned we might transport one more person.
Good. We can use your help.
We're stranded here, Captain?
Until we can find out what this is all about.
There's no one here.
This is where the captain said to rendezvous.
I'd swear I heard someone moving around.
Don't talk like that.
A princess shouldn't be afraid,
not with a brave knight to protect her.
[Tiger Roars]
That way.
Spread out.
Let's find it.
[Hoofbeats]
These things cannot be real.
Hallucinations can't harm us.
Go back to where you were.
Aah...
That doesn't work.
He's dead.
Captain 's log, supplemental.
All contact with the Enterprise has been lost.
We're trapped here.
Our ship 's surgeon, my personal friend, is dead.
We're certain now that whatever we're facing
is terribly real.
It's my fault.
It never would have happened.
It's my fault.
It is, it is. I'm to blame.
Yeoman.
We're in trouble.
I need every crewman alert and thinking.
Aye, aye, sir.
Captain!
Captain!
You'd better have a look at this, sir.
I don't understand.
Neither do I, Mr. Sulu,
but before we leave this planet,
I will.
It's like a dummy, Captain.
It couldn't be alive.
Tricorder?
Still operating, sir.
Mr. Spock.
What do you make oft hat?
This is not human skin tissue, Captain.
It more closely resembles
the cellular casting we use for wound repairs. Much finer, of course.
I want an exactjudgment, Mr. Spock.
This is definitely a mechanical contrivance.
It has the same basic cell structure as the plants here,
even the trees, the grass.
Are you saying this is a plant, Mr. Spock?
I'm saying that these are all multicellular castings.
The plants, the animals, the people--
they're all being manufactured.
By who?
And why?
And why these particular things?
All we know for certain
is that they act exactly like the real thing,
Just as pleasant...
or just as deadly.
[Airplane Approaches]
What is it?
Of all the crazy things...
Remember what I was telling you a while ago,
about the early wars and funny air vehicles they used?
That's one ofthem.
Can it hurt us?
Not unless it makes a strafing run.
A what?
The way they used to attack people on the ground.
Come on.
Angela...
Angela...
Captain!
McCoy's body.
He's gone. Dragged off.
The black knight, too.
Spock?
My analysis may not sound very scientific.
McCoy's death is a fact.
There is one possibility,
very slim, but never the less--
Captain, what were your thoughts
Just before you encountered
the people you described?
I was...
I was thinking about the academy.
My days...
Hey,Jim baby!
I see you brought reinforcements.
Ha! Well, I'm waiting for you,Jimmy boy.
Finnegan.
Finnegan!
What's been happening to my people?
Whoo, ha ha ha ha...
Take Sulu. Find McCoy's body.
This man is my problem.
Captain, wait.
That's an order, Mr. Spock.
Here I am!
Yaah, ha ha!
Run!
"Jim "
Ha ha ha ha!
Ha ha ha!
Catch me!
Can't you see me? Ha ha ha...
Come and get me!
Ha ha ha ha...
Here I am!
You're blind!
You never could find your head with both hands!
Like it used to be,Jimmy.
Remember?
Ha ha ha ha!
Hey,Jim...
I want some answers.
Ah. Coming up.
Get up.
Get up.
Get up.
Always fight fair, don't you?
You officer and gentleman, you.
You're a stupid under classman.
I've got the edge. I'm still 20 years old.
Look at you.
Heh.
You're an old man.
Aah...
I--I can't move me leg.
I can't feel me leg.
My back is broken.
You've broken me back.
Feel that?
Can you feel that, now?
Sleep sweet,Jimmy boy.
Sleep as long as you like.
Sleep forever,Jim baby.
Forever and forever.
Ha ha ha ha...
Ha ha. Won't you ever learn,Jim boy?
You never could take me, you know.
Finnegan...
one thing--
Sure.
Name it.
Answers.
Earn them!
Not bad.
Kind of makes up for things, huh,Jim?
A lot of things.
What's been happening to my people?
I never answer questions from plebes,Jimmy boy.
I'm not a plebe.
This is today,
15 years later.
What are you doing here?
I'm being exactly what you expect me to be,Jimmy boy.
Did you enjoy it, Captain?
Yes, I enjoyed it.
After all these years...
I did enjoy it.
The one thing I wanted to do was to beat the tar out of Finnegan.
Which supports a theory I've been formulating.
That we're all meeting people and things
that we happen to be thinking about at the moment.
Yes. Somehow our thoughts are read,
these things are quickly manufactured for us.
Dangers we happen to think of--
Yes. We must all control our thoughts.
The force field is obviously underground
manufacturing these things.
Passages lead to the surface.
When Rodriguez thought of a tiger--
We've got to get back to the landing party
and warn them.
[Airplane Approaches]
Oof!
Oh!
Aah...
No. No!
Sulu, Rodriguez, Barrows,
front and center.
Sir--
Don't ask any questions.
Face front, everyone.
Don't talk... Don't breathe...
Don't think...
You're at attention.
Concentrate on that...
and only that.
Concentrate.
Captain.
Who are you?
I'm the caretaker of this place, Captain Kirk.
You know my name?
But of course.
Lieutenant Rodriguez...
Lieutenant Sulu...
Yeoman Barrows,
and Mr. Spock.
We'vejust discovered you don't understand all this.
These experiences were intended to amuse you.
Amuse?
That's your word for what we've been through?
But none of this is permanent.
Here, you have to only imagine your fondest wishes,
old ones you wish to relive or new ones, anything--
fear, love, triumph...
Anything that pleases you can be made to happen.
The term is amusement park.
Of course.
An old Earth name for a place where people could go
to see and do all sorts of fascinating things.
This entire planet was constructed for our race of people
to come...
and play.
Play?
As advanced as you obviously are,
and you still play?
Yes, play, Mr. Sulu.
The more complex the mind,
the greater the need for the simplicity of play.
Exactly, Captain. How perceptive ofyou.
That still doesn't explain the death of my ship's surgeon.
Possibly because no one has died,Jim.
I was taken below the surface
for some rather remarkable repairs.
It's amazing.
They've got a factory complex you wouldn't believe.
They can build or do anything immediately.
And, uh, how do you explain them?
Oh. Them. Well...
I, uh...
I was thinking about a cabaret I know on Rigel II,
and, uh, there were these two girls in a chorus line...
And, well, here they are.
Well, after all, I am on shore leave.
And so am l.
Yes. So you are.
Well, girls, I suppose you can turn something up.
We regret that some of you've been made uncomfortable.
You say your people built all this.
Who are you? What planet are you from?
My impression is that your race
is not yet ready to understand us, Captain.
I tend to agree.
[Communicator Beeps]
Kirk here.
This is the bridge, Captain.
Our power systems have just come back in.
Do you require assistance?
Everything is in order.
Stand by.
- However... - Aye, aye, sir.
If you would use the proper caution,
this amusement planet could be an ideal place
for your people to enjoy themselves...
if you wish.
It's what the doctor ordered,Jim.
Lieutenant...
Sir?
Commence transporting shore leave parties.
Tell them to prepare
for the best shore leave they've ever had. Kirk out.
Captain, I'll go back aboard ship and take over.
With all due respect to the young lady,
I've already had as much shore leave as I care for.
No, Mr. Spock. I'll go. You--
On the other hand...
I'll stay for a day or two.
Did you enjoy your rest, gentlemen?
Yes, we...did, Mr. Spock.
I think we did.
Indeed we did, Mr. Spock.
Most illogical.
Ahead warp factor 1, Mr. Sulu.