*Spock* It would seem that NOMAD is now seeking “perfect” life forms…perfection being measured by its own relentless logic.
…
*NOMAD* “What is the meaning.”
*Uhura* “What?”
*NOMAD* “What form of communication.”
*Uhura* “I dunno what he…oh…singing, I was singing.”
*NOMAD* “For what purpose is singing.”
*Uhura* “I dunno…I like to sing…I felt like music.”
*NOMAD* “What is music. Think about music.”
…
*Kirk* “What’d you do to her?”
*NOMAD* “That unit is defective. Its thinking is chaotic. Absorbing it unsettled me.”
*Spock* “That “unit”…is a woman.”
*NOMAD* “A mass of conflicting impulses.”
– Star Trek, ‘The Changeling’