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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