Yes, you can live here, too, but you’d better keep out of sight as much as possible. Find some place where you can keep an eye on her apartment without being seen, and you can work on the tricorder.

SPOCK

(without amusement)

I am amused at your perception of what I must do to return the tricorder to a functional condition, Captain. “Work” is not the word I would have chosen.

(beat)

Perhaps “reinvent” might suffice.

KIRK

(musing)

We’ve been here—what is it—eight, nine days?

SPOCK

Nine of these 24-hour Earth days.

KIRK

How far ahead of Beckwith’s arrival do you think the Vortex set us down?

SPOCK

I could only conjecture.

KIRK

A couple of weeks? A month? Not a year! You don’t think it could be a year, do you?

SPOCK

I could only conjecture.

KIRK

(exasperated)

Yes, Spock, I understand. You can only conjecture. I urge you to do so.

SPOCK

He could have already come through.

KIRK

Are you serious? Then why haven’t we seen him, or felt him, or—

SPOCK

We won’t know, if I extrapolate correctly, until he is drawn to the Keeler woman.

KIRK

Will it take him as long to reach her as it took us?

SPOCK

(shrugs)

There is no way of knowing.

KIRK

It’s incredible to think of Beckwith coming through hundreds of years, in a straight line to her, today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow…

SPOCK

We traveled the same line…

We SEE the special look Spock is giving his Captain, whose eyes are still on that building; a look that seems perplexed and a shade concerned, as he adds:

SPOCK

(murmurs)

…straight to her.

HOLD on SPOCK and KIRK each locked with secret thoughts as we

DISSOLVE TO:

71 EXT. ROOFTOP—NIGHT—HIGH ANGLE—DESCENDING BOOM SHOT

TO Kirk and Spock, flat-out on their stomachs on the tenement roof, staring across an airshaft to a lit window, apartment eighteen. From time to time, Edith can be seen, moving back and forth. She SINGS a popular song of the period which can be HEARD UNDER. Kirk has just crawled in.

KIRK

Okay, go get some sleep. I’ll spell you.

SPOCK

Is there anything to eat?

KIRK

I bought nine pounds of cabbage and asparagus. The grocer is beginning to look at me.

SPOCK

It is the only Earth food I can keep down. No hydroponics, no synthetics, my system needs youbash and keva…

KIRK

I can imagine how inconspicuous you’d be with purple keva juice running down your Chinese face. Stick with the asparagus.

SPOCK

She is keeping a regular schedule.

KIRK

(musing)

Mmmm. She’s quite lovely, isn’t she, Mr. Spock?

There’s that EXPRESSION of concern again. SPOCK in b.g. of FRAME with KIRK in f.g. watching that lit window.

SPOCK

This is not an easy pursuit to begin with, Captain. Complications could make it impossible.

KIRK

(as if hearing him