Elias Sandoval : Well, Doctor, I've been thinking about what sort of work I could assign you to.
McCoy : [annoyed] What do you mean "what sort of work"? I'm a doctor!
Elias Sandoval : Not anymore, of course. We don't need you, not as a doctor.
McCoy : [stands up] Oh, no? Would you like to see just how fast I can put you in a hospital?
Elias Sandoval : I am the leader of this colony. I'll assign you to whatever work I think is suitable!
[begins to walk away]
McCoy : Just a minute!
McCoy : Better make me a mechanic! Then I can treat little tin gods like you!
McCoy : [swings at McCoy - McCoy blocks and punches Sandoval in the stomach. Sandoval doubles over and falls to the ground] Sorry, Sandoval. I don't know what made me do that.
Elias Sandoval : [Sandoval is now free of the spore influence as is McCoy. Sandoval realizes finally what has happened] We've done nothing here. No accomplishments, no progress. Three years wasted. We wanted to make this planet a garden!
McCoy : You can't stay here. You can't survive without the spores. After you've cleared at the starbase, you could be relocated. It depends on what you want.
Elias Sandoval : I think I'd... I think WE'D like to get some work done, the work we started out to do.