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SPOCK: A fact, Captain. Physical laws simply cannot be ignored. Existence cannot be without them.

MCCOY: What do you mean, Spock?

SPOCK: I mean, Doctor, that we are faced with a staggering contradiction. The tranquillizer you created should have been effective.

KIRK: It would've been effective anywhere else.

SPOCK: Exactly. Doctor, in your opinion, what killed Mister Chekov?

MCCOY: A piece of lead in his body.

SPOCK: Wrong. His mind killed him.

MCCOY: Come on, Spock. If you've got the answer, tell us.

SPOCK: Physical reality is consistent with universal laws. Where the laws do not operate, there is no reality. All of this is unreal.

MCCOY: What do you mean unreal? I examined Chekov. He's dead.

SPOCK: But you made your examination under conditions which we cannot trust. We judge reality by the response of our senses. Once we are convinced of the reality of a given situation, we abide by its rules. We judged the bullets to be solid, the guns to be real, therefore they can kill.

KIRK: Chekov is dead because he believed the bullets would kill him.
 
SPOCK: He may indeed be dead. We do not know.

KIRK: But we do know that the Melkotians created the situation. If we do not allow ourselves to believe that the bullets are real, they cannot kill us.

SPOCK: Exactly. I know the bullets are unreal, therefore they cannot harm me.

KIRK: We must all be as certain as you are, Mister Spock, to save our lives.

SPOCK: Precisely.

MCCOY: But that's not possible. There'd always be some doubt.

SPOCK: The smallest doubt would be enough to kill you.

MCCOY: We're just human beings, Spock. We don't have that clockwork ticker in our head like you do. We can't turn it on and off.

KIRK: We must. Spock, a Vulcan mind meld.

SPOCK: Very well, sir. Engineer?

(The clock strikes five. Wyatt Earp puts on his gun belt.)

SPOCK: Your mind to my mind. Your thoughts to my thoughts.
(The marshalls gather as the lightning flashes and the wind blows.)

SPOCK: (to McCoy) The bullets are unreal. Without body. They are illusions only. Shadows without substance. They will not pass through your body, for they do not exist.

MCCOY: They do not exist.

SPOCK (to Kirk) Unreal. Appearances only. They are shadows. Illusions. Nothing but ghosts of reality. They are lies. Falsehoods. Spectres without body. They are to be ignored.
 

"The Spectre of the Gun"    Star Trek  1968

 


"It is all a state of mind

On whether or not you find

That place down there or heaven...."

 

- Sammy Davis Jr. singing in the movie "Ocean's Eleven"