Spock gave a sigh as he looked at T'Lora who was getting fed up with this planet. They looked at Kirk who continued to talk to Krako.
"I think you've got it reversed, Mr. Krako.
"I ain't, pally", he said crossing his arms. "Put down your heaters."
Just then the cocking of the tommys was heard. T'Lora froze up as Spock slowly turned to Kirk.
"Captain, I believe that perhaps it would be wise to do as he says", he said. "I just heard the sound of…"
"The sound of a machine gun bolt being pulled back", Kirk finished.
The three of them looked behind them to see more of Krako's men holding guns, ready to fire when needed. They turned back to see Krako keeping a smug look on his face as he stepped down the stairs and confiscated Kirk's phasor. He shook it in his hand, trying to figure out how it worked.
"Mr. Krako, I don't…" Kirk said trying to get him to stop for his safety.
"So this is the fancy heater, huh?" he asked looking at Spock. "How does it work?"
"I'm trying to tell you, Mr. Krako, that this is bigger than you, Oxmyx or anyone."
"The only thing I want you to tell me is how it works."
"Can you trust all your men?" Kirk asked.
"Of course I can!" he answered.
"You'd better", T'Lora answered. "You never know when one of them will double cross you."
"I either trust them, or they're dead."
Krako looked at his men, showing that he didn't entirely trusted any of them. He pointed to the next room.
"Let's go in here and talk about it."
T'Lora, Kirk and Spock followed him into the room as he continued looking at the phasors in his hands.
"Now we got no busy little eyes to worry about. How does this thing work?"
"All right, Krako", Kirk said grabbing him by the shirt. "We don't have time to show you how to play with toys!"
T'Lora pulled the phasors out of his hands, leaving him confused.
"Toys? "
"What do you think we're here for, to get a cut of your deal?" Kirk said. "Forget it. That's…peanuts to an outfit like the Federation. Right?"
"Unquestionably", Spock nodded, not getting the point.
"Right?" Kirk asked again, trying to get him into character.
"Right", he understood, taking his phasor back.
"Now look, Krako, we're taking over the whole ball of wax. You co-operate with us and maybe we'll cut you in for a piece of the action."
"A miniscule…a very small piece", Spock said trying to stay in character.
"How much is that?" Krako asked.
"That's, er…we'll figure it out later", Kirk shrugged it off.
"I thought you guys had laws?" he asked. "No interference?"
"Who's interfering? We're taking over. Check?"
"Right", Spock said going along with whatever Kirk was saying.
"Spock, just don't talk, honey", T'Lora whispered trying to keep Kirk's charade convincing.
"The planet is being taken over by the Federation", Kirk said as he walked toward the desk. "But we don't want to come in here and use our muscle, you know what I mean? That ain't subtle. So what we do is we help one guy take over the planet. He pulls the strings, and then we pull his."
He sat down at the desk, making himself look like the big boss for once.
"Hey, you", he said to Spock. "Sit down."
Kirk then snapped his fingers. T'Lora walked over to his side of the desk and sat down on top as he and Spock sat back, putting their feet up on the desk, looking completely like they belonged in this world.
"What's your cut?" Krako asked.
"What do you care as long as you're being cut in?" Kirk asked. "Course, there's always Bela Oxmyx."
"All right, it's a deal", he sighed. "Call your ship. Bring down your boys and whatever else you need."
Kirk looked at T'Lora and Spock, nodding that the agreement he came up with seemed fair. He pulled out his communicator.
"Kirk to Enterprise."
"Enterprise, Scott here."
"All right, Scotty", Kirk began in his gangster accent. "We made a deal with Krako."
"We did, sir?" Scotty asked confused.
"Yeah. We're ready to make the hit. We're taking over the whole planet as soon as you get ready."
Do you think that's wise, sir?
"Sure! We can trust Krako, but we don't have any choice. You know what I mean? He's standing about twelve feet in front of me, all ready to be our pal. Of course, Scotty, I'd like to show him the ship, just to show him that we're…we're on the level. But you know how it is."
"Aye, I know indeed", Scotty said understanding.
"Scotty, we'll need phasors to equip every one of Krako's men", Kirk said. "We'll need advisors and troops to back him up on the hit. You got all that, Scotty?"
"Aye, Captain. We're preparing everything. It'll be ready when you give the word."
"You may begin, Mr. Scott."
"Acknowledged, Captain."
"You mean you're going to start sending down your boys now?" Krako asked once the conversation was over.
"Not exactly", Kirk said shaking his head.
Everyone started watching as Krako began dematerializing, being beamed aboard the Enterprise. His men looked at the area Krako stood in as he disappeared in shock. They ran toward the spot, hoping their leader was still there. Kirk and Spock got up and knocked them out with a punch and the Vulcan nerve pinch.
"Right?" Kirk asked.
"Check", Spock nodded.
"You got it", T'Lora giggled as she got up off the desk and followed them out to the car.