| Kirk/McCoy | (enter a bar) |
| Kirk | Timothy. Haven't seen you since the Vulcanian expedition. |
| Kirk | Well. I see our graduating class from the academy is well represented. Argan... Heller... |
| Kirk | How're you doing, Mike? |
| Mike | I'll get by, Jim. |
| Timothy | I understand you're, laying over for repairs. Big job? |
| Kirk | Couple of days. |
| Timothy | Be moving out then? |
| Kirk | In a hurry to see me go? |
| Timothy | Oh, I just wondered how long it would take you to get a new, records officer. |
| Kirk | You can talk plainer than that. |
| Timothy | I can. But I think the point's been made. Ben was a friend of ours. |
| McCoy | C'mon Jim, let's go. |
| Kirk | No go on, finish. Ben was a friend of yours, and... |
| McCoy | Jim. |
| Kirk | Go on. I'm waiting to hear the rest. |
| Mike | Why don't you tell us? |
| Kirk | What would be the point? You've already made up your minds. |
| Kirk | Excuse me, Bones. |
| Kirk | (leaves the bar) |
Note: Good acting by a kind-hearted man.