Star Trek III: The Search for Spock (1984) - full transcript

Don't grieve, admiral.

It is logical.

The needs of the

many outweigh...

The needs of the few.

Or the one.

And I have been, and always

shall be, your friend.

Live long and prosper.

Kirk: We are

assembled here today

to pay final respects

to our honoured dead.

This death takes place in

the shadow of new iife,

the sunrise of a new worid,

a world that our beioved comrade gave

his life to protect and nourish.

He did not feel this sacrifice

a vain or empty one.

Of my friend, I can

only say this.

Of all the souls I have

encountered in my travels,

his was the most

human.

Sulu: Honours.

Hup.

Spock: Space, the

final frontier.

These are the continuing voyages

of the starship enterprise.

Her ongoing mission, to

explore strange new worlds,

to seek out new iife forms

and new civiiisations,

to boldly go where no

man has gone before.

Kirk: U.S.S. Enterprise,

captain's personal log.

With most of our battle damage

repaired, we're almost home,

yet I feel uneasy,

and I wonder why.

Perhaps it is the

emptiness of this vessei.

Most of our trainee crew

have been reassigned.

Lieutenant saavik and my son David

are exploring the Genesis planet,

which he helped create,

and enterprise feels like a house

with all the children gone.

No. More empty even than that.

The death of Spock is

like an open wound.

It seems that I have ieft the

noblest part of myself back there

on that newborn planet.

Status, mr sulu.

On course, admiral. Estimating

spacedock in 2.1 hours.

Very well. Mr Chekov, I'll

need a pre-approach scan.

Take the science

station, please.

- Yes, sir.

- Uhura.

Any response from starfleet on

our project Genesis inquiries?

No, sir. There is no response.

That's very odd.

Scotty, progress report.

It's almost done, sir.

You'll be fully automated

by the time we dock.

Your timing is

excellent, mr Scott.

You fixed the barn door after

the horse has come home.

How much refit time till

we can take her out again?

On comm: Eight weeks, sir,

but you don't have eight weeks,

so I'll do it for you in two.

Mr Scott, have you always

multiplied your repair estimates

by a factor of four?

Certainly, sir. How else can I keep

my reputation as a miracle-worker?

Your reputation is

secure, Scotty.

(Comm beeps off)

Mr sulu, take the conn.

I'll be in my quarters.

Aye, sir.

Foster: Sir?

I was wondering, are they planning

a ceremony when we get in?

I mean a reception?

A hero's welcome, son,

is that what you'd like?

Well, god knows there should be.

This time we've paid for the

party with our dearest blood.

Captaln: Steady. Steady, boys.

Keep scanning.

I thought you people were reliable.

Where the hell is he?

Valkrls: He's been here for some time.

Put me on hailing frequency.

Commander kruge,

this is valkris.

(Speaklng kllngon)

I have purchased

the Genesis data.

Ready to transmit.

Kruge on comm: Weii done, vaikris.

Weii done.

What the hell is...

(Kruge speaking klingon)

Disengage cloaking device!

(Whooshlng)

(Speaklng kllngon)

(Allen dog snarllng)

(Kruge speaklng kllngon)

Transmit data.

Now!

(Beeps)

(Lnaudlble)

(Speaklng kllngon)

Transmission completed.

You Will find it useful.

Then you have seen it?

I have, my lord.

Unfortunate.

Understood.

Thrusters.

What the hell's going on?

When do I get paid off?

Soon, captain. Quite soon.

(Speaklng kllngon)

Success my lord.

And my love.

(Speaklng kllngon)

You Will be remembered

with honour.

Fire!

(Man groanlng)

(Speaklng kllngon)

New course, federation

neutral zone.

(Snarllng)

Feed him!

Yes, my lord.

Approach control, this is enterprise.

Ready for docking manoeuvre.

Woman on comm: Enterprise

is cleared to dock.

Lock on.

Sulu: Systems locked.

Spacedock, you have control.

Woman: Affirmative, enterprise.

Enjoy the ride, and welcome home.

Enterprise confirms.

Man 1 on comm: Moving in.

Man 2 on comm: Acknowledged.

Doors closing.

Would you look at that.

My friends, the

great experiment,

the exceisior,

ready for trial runs.

She's supposed to

have transwarp drive.

Aye, and if my grandmother had

wheels, she'd be a wagon.

Come, come, mr Scott. Young

minds, fresh ideas. Be tolerant.

(Chuckles)

Man 2: Acknowledged.

Doors are closing.

Man 1: Updating.

Stand by umbilical and

gravitational support systems.

Aye, sir. Moorings activated.

All systems standing by.

Chekov: Admiral, this

is not possible.

Mr Chekov?

An energy reading from c-deck,

from inside mr Spock's quarters.

I ordered Spock's

quarters sealed.

Yes, sir. I sealed

the room myself.

Nevertheless, I am reading

a life form there.

This entire crew seems on the

edge of obsessive behaviour

concerning mr Spock.

(Monltor beeplng)

Sir, security reports the door to

Spock's quarters has been forced.

I'm on my way. Mr sulu,

continue docking procedure.

Aye, sir.

(Chekov speaklng russlan)

Huh?

(Speaklng russlan)

(Alarm beeplng)

(Alarm stops)

McCoy: Jim, help me.

You left me on Genesis.

Why did you do that?

Help me.

(Gasps)

Bones.

What the hell are you doing?

Have you lost your mind?

Help me, Jim. Take me home.

Bones, we are. We are home.

Then perhaps it's not too late.

Climb the steps, Jim.

Climb the steps of mount seleya.

Mount seleya?

Bones, mount seleya is on vulcan.

We're home, on earth.

Remember.

Uhura on comm: Admiral,

docking is completed.

Starfleet commander morrow is

on his way for inspection.

Uhura, get the medics down here!

Get them now!

You've all done remarkable service

under the most difficult conditions.

You'll be receiving starfleet's

highest commendation,

and more importantly,

extended shore leave.

That is, all but you, mr Scott.

They need your wisdom

on the new excelsior.

Report there tomorrow as

captain of engineering.

With all appreciation, sir,

I'd prefer to supervise

the refit of enterprise.

I'm afraid that

won't be necessary.

But, sir...

I'm sorry, mr Scott, but

there Will be no refit.

Admiral, I don't understand.

- The enterprise is not...

- Jim, the enterprise is 20 years old.

We feel her day is over.

But we had requested...

We'd hoped to take

her back to Genesis.

That is out of the question.

May I ask why?

In your absence, Genesis has

become a galactic controversy.

Until the federation

council makes policy,

you are all under orders not to discuss

with anyone your knowledge of Genesis.

Consider it a quarantined

planet and a forbidden subject.

To fully understand the

events on which I report,

it is necessary to review

the theoreticai data

on the Genesis device,

as developed by doctors

Carol and David Marcus.

Genesis, simply put, is

iife from iifeiessness.

It was the intention to

introduce the Genesis device

into a preselected area

of a lifeless space body,

a moon or other dead form.

The device, when deiivered,

would instantaneously

cause the Genesis effect.

Instead of a dead moon, a living,

breathing planet now exists,

capable of sustaining whatever life

forms we see fit to deposit on it.

(Vldeo beeps off)

So?

Speak.

Great power to

control, dominate.

Speak.

Impressive. They

can make planets.

Oh, yes. New cities,

homes in the country,

your woman at your side,

children playing at your feet,

and overhead, fluttering in the

breeze, the flag of the federation.

Charming.

Station.

Yes, my lord.

- (Whlsperlng) Share this with no one.

- Understood, my lord.

We are going to this planet.

Even as our emissaries negotiate

for peace with the federation,

we Will act for the

preservation of our race.

We Will seize the

secret of this weapon,

the secret of ultimate power.

Success, my lord.

Saavlk: We have reached

destination planet at .035.

Esteban: Very well, lieutenant.

Helm, execute standard

orbital approach.

Standard orbit. Aye, sir.

Communications,

send a coded message for starfleet

commander, priority one.

Federation science vessel Grissom

arriving Genesis planet,

mutara sector to begin research.

J.t. Esteban, commanding.

Aye, sir. Coding now.

Dr Marcus, it's your planet.

Begin scanning, please.

This is where the

fun begins, saavik.

Just like your father, so human.

All units functional. Recorders are on.

Scanning sector 1.

Foliage in fully-developed

state of growth.

Temperature, 22.2 celsius.

Sector 2 indicating desert terrain.

Minimal vegetation.

Temperature, 39.4.

Saavlk: Sector 3,

subtropical vegetation.

Temperature decreasing rapidly.

It's snow. Snow in the same sector.

Fantastic.

Fascinating.

All the varieties of land and weather

known to earth within a few hours' walk.

(Beeplng)

Saavlk: Metallic mass.

Close-range scan.

A photon tube. Gravitational

fields were in flux.

It must have soft-landed.

In code to starfleet.

Captain Spock's tube located

on Genesis' surface.

Yes, sir. Coding your message.

(Beeplng)

I don't believe it.

What is it?

If equipment is functioning properly,

indications are an animal life form.

- You said there wouldn't be any.

- There shouldn't be any.

Cross-referenced and verified. An

unidentifiable life-form reading.

- Do you wish to advise starfleet, sir?

- Wait a minute.

We don't know what we're

talking about here.

- Why don't we beam it up?

- Oh, no, you don't.

Regulations specifically state,

"nothing shall be beamed aboard"

"until danger of contamination

has been eliminated."

Captain, the logical

alternative is obvious.

Beaming down to the

surface is permitted.

If the captain decides

that the mission is vital

and reasonably free of danger.

Captain, please, we'll take the risk,

but we've got to find out what it is.

Or who.

(Beeplng)

Absent friends.

Admiral, what's gonna

happen to the enterprise?

- She's to be decommissioned.

- Will we get another ship?

I can't get an answer.

Starfleet is up to its brass

in a galactic conference.

No one has time for those

who only stand and wait.

Sir, about Dr McCoy, how is he?

Well, that's the good news.

He's home, resting comfortably,

pumped full of tranquilisers.

They say it's exhaustion.

He promised me he'd stay put.

Well, we'll see.

(Door beeps)

Mr Scott.

Come.

Sarek!

Ambassador, I had no

idea you were here.

I believe you know my crew.

I Will speak with

you alone, Kirk.

Klrk: Please excuse us.

Ambassador, I would

have come to vulcan

to express my deepest

sympathies...

Spare me your human platitudes, Kirk.

I have been to your government.

I have seen the Genesis

information and your own report.

Then you know how bravely

your son met his death.

Why did you leave

him on Genesis?

Spock trusted you, and you

denied him his future.

- I saw no future.

- Only his body was in death, Kirk,

and you were the last

one to be with him.

Yes, I was.

And you must know that you should

have come with him to vulcan.

- But why?

- Because he asked you to.

He entrusted you

with his very essence, with

everything that was not of the body.

He asked you to bring him to us

and to bring that which he gave

you, his katra, his living spirit.

Sir.

Your son meant more to

me than you can know.

I'd have given my life if

it would have saved his.

Believe me when I tell you,

he made no request of me.

He would not have

spoken of it openly.

- Then how...

- Kirk, I must have your thoughts.

May I join your mind?

Certainly.

He spoke of your friendship.

Yes.

He asked you not to grieve.

Yes.

The needs of the many

outweigh...

Klrk: The needs of the few.

Or the one.

Klrk: Spock.

I have been,

and always shall be,

your friend.

Live long and prosper.

Klrk: No.

Forgive me.

It is not here.

I had assumed he

mind-melded with you.

It is the vulcan way when

the body's end is near.

We were separate.

He couldn't touch me.

I see.

Then everything that he was,

everything he knew,

is lost.

Please wait.

He would have found a way. If

there was that much at stake,

Spock would have found a way.

Yes. But how?

What if he joined

with someone else?

Computer: Engine room, flight

recorder visual. Stardate 8128.78.

Klrk: Go.

The ship.

Out of danger?

Yes.

Back .77.

Flight recorder visual 28.77.

Klrk: Go.

No! You'll flood the

whole compartment.

- He'ii die.

- Kirk! He's dead already.

Back .76.

Flight recorder visual 28.76.

Go.

You're not going in there.

Perhaps you're right. What

is mr Scott's condition?

Weii, I don't think that he...

I'm sorry, doctor. I have no

time to discuss this logically.

Freeze.

Repeat and augment.

Remember.

- McCoy!

- One alive, one not, yet both in pain.

What must I do?

You must bring them to

mount seleya on vulcan.

Only there can both find peace.

What you ask is difficult.

You Will find a way, Kirk.

If you honour them

both, you must.

I Will.

I swear.

Esteban: Transporter room,

stand by to energise.

Woman: Aye, sir. Energising now.

Esteban: Grissom to saavik.

We're picking up radiation

from the life form.

Affirmative, captain. Our readings

are well below danger level.

Very well. Exercise

caution, lieutenant.

This landing is captain's discretion,

and I'm the one who's out on a limb.

I'll try to remember

that, captain.

(Trlcorder beeplng rapldly)

(All screechlng)

There are your life forms.

These were microbes on

the tube's surface.

We shot them here

from enterprise.

They were fruitful

and multiplied.

But how could they have

evolved so quickly?

Saavik.

What is it?

Spock's burial robe.

(Loud groanlng)

No. Absolutely not, Jim.

You're my best officer,

but I am commander, starfleet,

so I don't break rules.

Don't quote rules to me. I'm talking

about loyalty and sacrifice.

One man who's died for us, another

with deep emotional problems.

Now wait a minute. This

business about Spock and McCoy,

honestly, I never understood

vulcan mysticism.

You don't have to believe. I'm

not even sure that I believe,

but if there's even a chance

that Spock has an eternal soul,

- then it's my responsibility.

- Yours?

As surely as if it

were my very own.

Give me back the enterprise.

With Scotty's help I could...

No, Jim. The enterprise would never

stand the pounding, and you know it.

Then I'll find a ship.

I'll hire a ship.

Out of the question, my friend.

The council has ordered that no one

but the science team goes to Genesis.

Jim, your life and your

career stand for rationality,

not for intellectual chaos.

Keep up this emotional behaviour

and you'll lose everything.

You'll destroy yourself.

Do you understand me, Jim?

(Chuckles) L hear you.

- I had to try.

- Of course.

- Thanks for the drink.

- Anytime.

- The word, sir?

- The word is no.

I am therefore going anyway.

- You can count on our help, sir.

- Thank you, mr sulu. I'll need it.

Shall I alert Dr McCoy?

Please. He has a long

journey ahead of him.

(People chatterlng)

(Gunfire)

(Trlbbles squeaklng)

Long time, doc.

Yeah. Anybody been

looking for me?

I have, but what's the use?

What'll it be?

Altair water.

(Glggles) That's not

your usual poison.

To expect one to order poison

in a bar is not logical.

Got it.

(Slurplng)

To your planet, welcome.

I think that's my

line, stranger.

Oh. Forgive. I here am new,

but you are known, being

McCoy from enterprise.

- You have me at a disadvantage, sir.

- I name not important. You seek l.

Message received.

Available ship stands by.

- How much and how soon?

- How soon is now. How much is where.

Somewhere in the mutara sector.

Ah, mutara restricted. Take permits many.

Money more.

There aren't going to

be any damn permits.

How can you get a permit to

do a damn illegal thing?

Look, price you

name, money I got.

Place you name. Money I name.

Otherwise, bargain no.

All right, damn it.

It's Genesis.

The name of the place

we're going is Genesis!

- (Loudly) Genesis?

- Yes, Genesis!

How can you be deaf

with ears like that?

Genesis allowed is not.

Is planet forbidden!

Look, my backwards friend,

Genesis may be planet

forbidden, but I'm damn well...

Sir, I'm sorry, but

your voice is carrying.

I don't think you want to be

discussing this subject in public.

I'll discuss what I like, and

who in the hell are you?

Could I offer you a

ride home, Dr McCoy?

Where's the logic in offering

me a ride home, you idiot?

If I wanted a ride home,

would I be trying to

charter a space flight?

(Growllng)

- How in the hell do you know who I am?

- Federation security, sir.

You're gonna get a nice

long rest, doctor.

(Trlcorder beeplng)

(Comm beeps)

Saavik to Grissom.

We are definitely reading

a second life form.

Esteban: We concur. Proceed

with caution, saavik.

What the hell is

going on down there?

Make it quick, admiral.

They're moving him to the

federation funny farm.

Yes, poor friend. I hear

he's fruity as a nut cake.

(Lock beeplng)

Two minutes.

Jim.

- How many fingers do I have up?

- That's not very damn funny.

- Your sense of humour's returned.

- The hell it has. What's that?

- Lexorin.

- Lexorin? What for?

You're suffering from a

vulcan mind-meld, doctor.

That green-blooded

son of a bitch.

It's his revenge for all

those arguments he lost.

Let me see your hand.

This Will make you

well enough to travel.

Where's admiral Kirk?

- He's with the prisoner.

- Get him quickly.

Commander, starfleet

wants him right away.

(Yawnlng)

Keeping you busy?

Don't get smart, tiny.

- Admiral, starfleet...

- This man's sick. Here, take a look.

(Groans)

(Groanlng)

Side elevator. Agents

on their way up.

(Gruntlng)

Don't call me tiny.

Unit two, this is unit one.

The kobayashi maru has set

sail for the promised land.

Acknowledge.

Chekov: Message acknowledged.

Aii units wiii be informed.

- You're taking me to the promised land?

- What are friends for?

- Mr Scott, calling it a night?

- Yes, sir.

Turning in myself. Looking

forward to breaking

some of the enterprise's

speed records tomorrow.

(Chuckles) Yes, sir. Good night.

- Computer: Level, please.

- Transporter room.

- Thank you.

- Up your shaft.

Roger. Old city station at 2200 hours.

All is well.

Woman on comm: Understood.

Aii stations ciear.

- You amaze me, commander.

- How is that?

A 20-year space veteran,

yet you choose the worst

duty station in town.

I mean, look at this place.

This is the hind end of space.

Peace and quiet appeals

to me, lieutenant.

Yeah, well, maybe that's

okay for someone like you,

whose career is winding down,

but me, I need some challenge

in my life, some adventure,

maybe even just a

surprise or two.

Well, you know what

they say, lieutenant.

Be careful what you wish for.

You may get it.

(Door opens)

Good evening, commander.

Is everything ready?

Uhura: Step into my

parlour, gentlemen.

That's admiral Kirk. My god!

Very good for you, lieutenant.

But it's damn irregular. No

destination orders, no encoded lds.

- All true.

- Well, what are we gonna do about it?

I'm not gonna do anything about it,

but you're gonna sit in the closet.

The closet? What, have you lost

all your sense of reality?

(Chuckles) This isn't reality.

This is fantasy. You wanted

adventure, how's this?

The old adrenaline going, huh? Good boy.

Now get in the closet.

Okay.

Go on. Go on.

I'll just get in the closet.

Okay!

- I'm glad you're on our side.

- Can you handle that?

I'll have "Mr. adventure"

eating out of my hand, sir,

and I'll see all of you

at the rendezvous.

And, admiral,

all my hopes.

As promised, she's all yours, sir.

All systems automated and ready.

A chimpanzee and two

trainees could run her.

Thank you, mr Scott, I'll try

not to take that personally.

(Slghlng) My friends, I can't

ask you to go any further.

Dr McCoy and I have to do this.

The rest of you do not.

Admiral, we're losing

precious time.

What course, please, admiral?

Mr Scott?

I'd be grateful, admiral,

if you'd give the word.

Gentlemen,

may the wind be at our backs.

Stations, please.

- Engage all the systems.

- Aye, engaged!

- Clear all moorings.

- Cleared, sir.

One-quarter impulse power.

One-quarter impulse.

Sir, commander, starfleet

on emergency channel.

He orders you to

surrender this vessel.

- No reply, Chekov.

- Aye, sir.

Steady as she goes, sulu.

(Comm beeps)

Man on comm: Yeiiow aiert. Captain

to the bridge. Yellow alert.

Bridge, this is the captain.

How can you have a yellow

alert in spacedock?

Sir, someone is stealing

the enterprise.

I'm on my way.

Man on comm: Aiert. Yeiiow aiert.

All stations, yellow alert.

Aiert. Yeiiow aiert. All

stations, yellow alert.

One minute to spacedoors.

Are you just gonna

walk through them?

Calm yourself, doctor.

Sir, excelsior powering

up with orders to pursue.

Man on comm: Yeiiow aiert.

- Status?

- Yeiiow aiert.

All automates ready and functioning.

Automatic moorings retracted.

All speeds available

through transwarp drive.

Mmm. Incredible machine.

Helm.

One-quarter impulse power.

Thirty seconds to spacedoors.

Computer: Warning.

Secure spacedoors.

Warning. Secure spacedoors.

- Warning. Secure spacedoors.

- And...

- Now, mr Scott.

- Sir?

- The doors, mr Scott.

- Aye, sir. I'm working on it.

(Instrument panel beeplng)

Computer: Danger. Spacedoors

are closed. Danger.

Danger. Spacedoors are closed.

(Alarm beeplng)

We have cleared spacedoors.

- Full impulse power.

- Aye, sir.

Stand by tractor beam.

Tractor beam, aye.

(Chuckles) If he tries to get away with

Warp drive, he's really in for a shock.

Excelsiorclosing to

4,000 metres, sir.

Scotty, we'll need

everything you have.

Aye, sir. Warp

drive standing by.

(Comm beeps)

Kirk.

If you do this, you'll never sit

in the captain's chair again.

- Warp speed.

- Aye, sir.

Warp speed.

Prepare for Warp speed.

Stand by transwarp drive.

Transwarp at your command, sir.

Man on comm: Full

power available.

Execute.

(Loud hummlng)

(Hummlng recedes)

Man on comm: Full

power available...

(Distorted) Engine room

reports full power available.

Computer: Transwarp

drive, maximum velocity

in five, four, three, two, one.

(Englne sputterlng)

Scotty, as good as your word.

Aye, sir. The more they

overthink the plumbing,

the easier it is to

stop up the drain.

Here, doctor, souvenirs from

one surgeon to another.

I took them out of her main

transwarp computer drive.

Nice of you to tell

me in advance.

That's what you get for missing

staff meetings, doctor.

Gentlemen, your work today

has been outstanding.

I intend to recommend

you all for promotion

in whatever fleet we end up serving.

Best speed to Genesis.

(Trlcorder beeplng)

(Trlcorder beeplng rapldly)

(Moanlng)

(Sobblng)

(Beeplng)

(Trlcorder beeplng rapldly)

(Beeplng stops)

(Speaklng vulcan)

I am saavik... can you speak?

The Genesis wave. His cells

could have been regenerated.

(Comm beeps)

Captain, this is saavik.

Come in, please.

Yes, saavik. Go ahead.

We have found the life sign.

It is a vulcan child, perhaps

8 to 10 earth years of age.

A child? How did he get there?

It is Dr Marcus' opinion

that this is...

That the Genesis effect has

in some way regenerated.

Captain Spock.

Uh...

Saavik, that's extraordinary.

What would you like to do next?

Request permission to

beam aboard immediately.

Saavik, does Dr Marcus think

there could be any chance

of radioactive contamination?

- No.

- None that he can detect, sir.

All the same, I'm going to advise

starfleet and get instructions.

I'm sure starfleet

would approve, sir.

Probably true, but let's

do it by the book.

Stand by on this channel. Go.

Starfleet command, this is u.S.S.

Grissom

on subspace coded channel 98.8.

Come in, please.

(Buzzlng)

Sir, something is jamming our

transmission, an energy surge.

Locate.

(Alarm beeplng)

Surge from astern, captain.

(Whooshlng)

Oh, my god.

(Speaklng kllngon)

Gunner: Target engine only.

Captain, what is happening?

We're under attack!

Stand by for evasive.

(Speaklng kllngon)

I wanted prisoners!

A lucky shot sir...

(Groanlng)

Animal!

(In engllsh) Sir,

may I suggest...

Say the wrong thing, torg.

If it's prisoners you want, there

are life signs on the planet.

Perhaps the very

scientists you seek.

Saavik on comm: Saavik calling Grissom.

Come in, please.

Very good.

Grissom, this is saavik

on emergency frequency.

Come in, please.

Saavik, what happened to them?

It would seem that Grissom was

destroyed by an enemy attack.

We must go. They Will

soon come after us.

Estimating Genesis 2.9

hours, present speed.

- Can we hold speed, Scotty?

- Aye, she's got her second wind now.

Scan for vessels in pursuit.

McCoy: (Ln Spock's

volce) Scanning.

Indications negative

at this time.

Did I get it right?

Great, bones. Just great.

(Trlcorder beeplng)

(Thunder rumbllng)

It's time for total

truth between us.

This planet is not what you

intended or hoped for, is it?

Not exactly.

Why?

I used protomatter in

the Genesis matrix.

Protomatter,

an unstable substance which every

ethical scientist in the galaxy

has denounced as

dangerously unpredictable.

But it was the only way to

solve certain problems.

So, like your father,

you changed the rules.

(Davld slghs)

If I hadn't, it might

have been years or never.

How many have paid the

price for your impatience?

How many have died? How

much damage have you done?

And what is yet to come?

(Screechlng)

(All exclalmlng In kllngon)

(Screechlng)

(Kllngon speaklng kllngon)

(Groanlng)

(Gruntlng)

(Speaklng kllngon)

Bridge, nothing happening here.

(Thunder rumbllng)

(Gasps)

(Trlcorder beeplng)

This planet's ageing in surges.

And Spock with it. It seems

they're joined together.

They are.

- How long?

- Days,

maybe hours.

I'm sorry.

It Will be hardest on Spock.

Soon he Will feel the burning

of his vulcan blood.

I don't understand.

(Speaklng vulcan)

Vulcan males must endure it every

seventh year of their adult life.

(Trlcorder beeplng In dlstance)

(Davld's trlcorder beeplng)

Whoever they are,

they're getting closer.

- I'll go.

- No.

I'll do it. Give me your phaser.

Sir, starfleet calling u.S.S. Grissom.

A warning about us.

Response?

Nothing, as before.

What's the Grissom up to? Will she

join us or Will she fire on us?

Chekov, break silence. Send

captain Esteban my compliments.

Aye, sir.

How are we doing?

It's funny you should put

it quite that way, Jim.

We are doing fine,

but I'd feel safer giving

him one of my kidneys

than what's scrambled

in my brain.

Admiral, there is no response

from Grissom on any channel.

Keep trying, Chekov,

at regular intervals.

(Beeplng)

(Spock groanlng)

(Speaklng vulcan)

So it has come.

(Spock whlmperlng)

It is called pon farr.

(Repeats In vulcan)

Will you trust me?

(Slghs)

Sulu: We are secured from Warp speed.

Now entering Genesis sector.

Proceed at impulse power.

- Vessel entering sector.

- Yes. Federation battle cruiser.

- Have they scanned us?

- Not yet.

Hmm.

(Speaklng kllngon)

Engage cloaking device.

(Snarllng)

Chekov: I'd swear there

was something there, sir.

Klrk: What did you see?

For an instant, a

Scout-class vessel.

Could be Grissom. Patch

in a hailing frequency.

Grissom, this is enterprise calling.

Please come in.

Kirk on comm: Grissom, this is

enterprise calling. Do you read?

(Kllngon speaklng kllngon)

Spock!

(Speaklng kllngon)

I've come a long way for

the power of Genesis

and what do I find?

A weakling human,

a vulcan boy, and a woman.

My lord, we are survivors

of a doomed expedition.

This planet Will destroy itself in hours.

The Genesis experiment is a failure.

A failure.

The most powerful, destructive

force ever created.

You Will tell me the secret

of the Genesis torpedo.

I have no knowledge.

Then I hope pain is

something you enjoy.

(Kllngon speaklng kllngon)

I ordered no interruptions!

But, sir, federation

starship approaching.

Bring me up.

Grissom,

this is enterprise calling.

Do you read?

On comm: Grissom, this is

enterprise calling. Please come in.

(Speaklng kllngon)

Battle alert!

Kirk on comm: Grissom.

This is enterprise.

Admiral Kirk calling captain Esteban

or lieutenant saavik. Piease come in.

- Report status.

- We are cloaked.

Enemy closing on impulse power.

Range, 5,000 kellicams.

Good.

This is just the turn of luck

I have been waiting for.

Nothing on my scanner, sir.

Short-range scan, mr Chekov.

Put it on visual, mr sulu.

Range, 3,000 kellicams.

Steady.

Continue on impulse power.

Range, 2,000 kellicams.

Stand by to transfer

energy to weapons.

At my command.

There.

That distortion. See it?

Yes, sir. It's getting

larger as we close in.

Firing range, sir.

(Whlsperlng In kllngon)

Gunner:

Target engine only - understood?

Understood clearly, sir.

- Opinion, mr sulu.

- I think it's an energy surge.

Enough energy to hide a

ship, would you say?

A cloaking device.

- Red alert, mr Scott.

- Aye, sir.

1,000 kellicams, closing.

- All power to the weapons systems.

- Aye, sir.

(Speaklng kllngon)

No shields?

If my guess is right, they'll have

to decloak before they can fire.

May all your guesses be right.

(Speaklng kllngon)

Klingon bird-of-prey, sir.

- She's arming torpedoes.

- Fire, mr Scott.

Good shooting, mr Scott.

(Groanlng)

- Precautionary, mr Chekov. Shields up.

- Aye, sir.

(Kllngons clamourlng)

Emergency power

to the thrusters!

Sir, the shield's nonresponsive.

- Scotty?

- The automation system's overloaded.

I didn't expect to take

us into combat, you know.

(Yells In kllngon)

(Gruntlng)

Klrk: Emergency power.

Prepare to return fire.

Mr Scott, can you transfer

power to the phaser banks?

(Gruntlng)

- I don't think so, sir.

- What happened?

Well, they've knocked out

the automation centre,

and I've got no control

over anything.

Mr sulu?

Nothing, sir.

So, we're a sitting duck.

Ready to fire emergency tube.

Why haven't they finished us?

- They outgun me 10 to one.

- Maltz: My lord.

The enemy commander

wishes a truce to confer.

Put him onscreen.

This is admirai James t. Kirk

offederation starship enterprise.

So, the Genesis

commander himself.

A violation of treaty between the

federation and the klingon empire.

Your presence here

is an act of war.

You have two minutes to surrender

your crew and your vessel,

or we Will destroy you.

He's hiding something.

We may have dealt him a more

serious blow than I thought.

- How can you tell that?

- I trust my instincts.

Admiral Kirk, this is

your opponent speaking.

Do not iecture me about

treaty violations.

The federation, in creating

an ultimate weapon,

has become a gang of

intergalactic criminals.

It is not I who Will surrender.

It is you!

On the planet below,

I have three prisoners

from the team who developed

your doomsday weapon.

If you do not surrender immediately,

I Will execute them one at a time

as enemies of galactic peace!

Who is this? How dare

you take prisoners.

Who I am is not important.

That I have them is.

I Will allow you

to speak to them.

- Admiral, this is lieutenant saavik.

- Kirk: Saavik.

Is David with you?

Yes, he is, and someone else,

a vulcan scientist of

your acquaintance.

This.

Vulcan,

is he alive?

He is not himself, but he lives.

He is subject to rapid ageing,

like this unstable planet.

Hello, sir. It's David.

I'm sorry I'm late.

It's okay. I should've known you'd come.

Saavik's right. This planet is unstable.

It's gonna destroy itself

in a matter of hours.

David, what went wrong?

I went wrong.

I don't understand.

I'm sorry, sir. Just don't surrender.

Genesis doesn't work.

I can't believe they'd

kill us for it.

Admiral, your young friend is mistaken.

I meant what I said.

And now to show that my

intentions are Sincere,

I shall kill one

of the prisoners.

Wait a minute! Give me

a chance to talk...

(Speaklng kllngon)

Kill one of them.

I don't care which.

(Both gruntlng)

(Kllngon growllng)

Saavik?

David?

Admiral, David is dead.

You klingon bastard,

you've killed my son.

(Whlmpers)

You klingon bastard,

you've killed my son!

You klingon bastard.

There are two more

prisoners, admiral.

Do you want them killed, too?

Surrender your vessel.

All right. All right, damn you.

All right.

Give me a minute

to inform my crew.

I give two minutes for you

and your gallant crew.

Take every last man. Form a

boarding party, armed heavily.

- They outnumber us, my lord.

- We are klingons!

Once you control the ship, we

Will transfer our flag there

and take Genesis from

their own memory banks.

Mr sulu, what is the crew

complement of a bird-of-prey?

About a dozen officers and men.

With some of them on the planet.

I swear to you, we're

not finished yet.

Bones, you and sulu to

the transporter room.

The rest of you with me.

We have a job to do.

Commander, klingon vessel.

Prepare to board this

ship on my next signal.

Kruge: No tricks, Kirk.

You have one minute.

No tricks.

I'm looking forward

to meeting you.

(Speaklng kllngon)

To the transport room.

Success!

Computer, this is admiral James t.

Kirk.

Request security access.

(Beeps)

Computer, destruct sequence one,

code one, one, a.

Computer, commander

Montgomery Scott,

chief engineering officer.

Destruct sequence two,

code one, one, a, two, b.

Computer, this is

commander pavel Chekov,

acting science officer.

Destruct sequence three,

code one, b, two, b, three.

Computer: Destruct sequence

completed and engaged.

Awaiting final code for

one-minute countdown.

Code zero, zero, zero,

destruct,

zero.

Destruct sequence is activated.

Kirk, your time runs out.

- All set?

- Sulu: Aye, sir.

Commander, klingon vessel.

We are energising

transporter beam now.

Transporter, stand by.

(Speaklng kllngon)

(Comm beeps)

My lord, the ship

appears to be deserted.

How can that be? They're hiding.

Yes, sir, but the bridge

seems to be run by computer.

It is the only thing speaking.

Speaking? Let me hear.

Computer: Nine,

eight, seven, six,

five...

- Get out! Get out of there!

- Three, two...

- Get out!

- One.

(All screamlng)

My god, bones, what have I done?

What you had to do.

What you always do.

Turn death into a

fighting chance to live.

(Trlcorder beeplng)

Planet core readings.

Unstable, changing rapidly.

What about surface life signs?

There.

(Thunder rumbllng)

(Spock groanlng)

(Screamlng)

(Groanlng)

(Trlcorder beeplng rapldly)

(Spock groanlng)

(Both speaklng kllngon)

No, don't touch him.

(Screamlng)

(Groanlng)

(Spock screamlng)

(Groanlng)

Bones.

(Medlcal trlcorder beeplng)

(Trlcorder beeplng)

- What happened?

- He gave his life to save us.

Rapid ageing. All genetic

functions highly accelerated.

- What about his mind?

- His mind's a void.

It seems, admiral, that

I've got all his marbles.

Is there anything we can do?

Only one thing, sir. Get

him off this planet.

His ageing is part of

what's going on around us.

(Loud rumbllng)

(Comm beeps)

Klingon commander, this

is admiral James t. Kirk.

I'm alive and well on

the planet surface.

I know this wiii come as a

pleasant surprise to you,

but our ship was a victim

of an unfortunate accident.

Sorry about your crew, but as

we say on earth, c'est la vie.

I have what you want.

I have the secret of Genesis.

You're gonna have to bring

us up there to get it.

You hear me?

I'm waiting for you.

What is your answer?

(Spock groanlng)

Drop all weapons!

Over there. All but Kirk.

Maltz,

prisoners are at

beam coordinates.

- You should take the vulcan, too.

- No!

- But why?

- Because you wish it.

(Speaklng kllngon)

Maltz - activate beam!

Genesis. I want it!

Beam the vulcan up

and we'll talk.

Give me what I want

and I'll consider it.

You fool, look around you! The

planet's destroying itself!

Yes, exhilarating, isn't it?

If we don't help each

other, we'll die here.

Perfect. Then that's

the way it shall be.

Give me Genesis.

(Grunts)

(Yells)

Give me your hand.

I have had enough of you!

(Screamlng)

Maltz!

(Speaklng kllngon)

Don't. How many more?

Just him, sir.

Bones, help Spock.

We've got to break out of orbit.

- You, help us or die.

- I do not deserve to live.

Fine. I'll kill you later.

Let's get out of here.

Where's the damn

antimatter inducer?

This? No, this.

That or nothing.

(Loud hummlng)

If I read this right,

sir, we have full power.

Go, sulu.

Goodbye, David.

We are clear and

free to navigate.

Best speed to vulcan. Mr Chekov,

take the prisoner below.

- Aye, sir.

- Wait. You said you would kill me.

I lied.

McCoy: Spock,

for god sakes, talk to me.

You stuck this damn thing

in my head, remember?

Remember?

Now tell me what to do with it.

Help me.

I'm gonna tell you

something that I

never thought I'd

ever hear myself say.

But it seems I've missed you,

and I don't know if I could

stand to lose you again.

Uhura: Ambassador,

they are on approach.

They're requesting

permission to land.

Permission granted. Tell them...

Tell Kirk we'll be ready.

Mr sulu, you're on manual.

It's been a while, sir.

Here we go.

Retrothrusters.

Sarek is waiting above, sir.

(Prlestess speaklng vulcan)

(Gong soundlng)

Sarek,

child of skon,

child of solkar,

the body of your son

breathes still.

What is your wish?

I ask for fal-Tor-pan,

the refusion.

What you seek has not been

done since ages past,

and then, only in legend.

- Your request is not logical.

- Sarek: Forgive me, t'lar.

My logic is uncertain

where my son is concerned.

Who is the keeper of the katra?

I am.

McCoy, Leonard h., son of David.

McCoy, son of David,

since thou art human,

we cannot expect thee to understand

fully what sarek has requested.

Spock's body lives.

With your approval, we

shall use all our powers

to return to his body

that which you possess.

But, McCoy, you

must now be warned.

The danger to thyself is as

grave as the danger to Spock.

You must make the choice.

I choose the danger.

Hell of a time to ask.

(Speaklng vulcan)

(Thunder rumbllng)

I'm all right, Jim.

What about Spock?

Only time Will answer.

Kirk,

I thank you.

- What you have done is...

- What I have done,

I had to do.

But at what cost?

Your ship, your son.

If I hadn't tried, the cost

would've been my soul.

My father says that you

have been my friend.

You came back for me.

You would have done

the same for me.

Why would you do this?

Because the needs of the one

outweigh the needs of the many.

I have been,

and ever shall be,

your friend.

Yes.

Yes, Spock.

The ship.

- Out of danger?

- You saved the ship.

You saved us all.

Don't you remember?

Jim.

Your name is Jim.

Yes.

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