Star Trek: The Motion Picture Page #16

KIRK:

(continuing)

Linguacode?

UHURA:

Continuing friendship messages on

all frequencies, sir.

CHEKOV:

All decks and divisions confirm

status red.

SPOCK:

(flat, impassive)

We are being scanned, Captain.

161 ANOTHER ANGLE - ACROSS KIRK (AND DECKER) TO SPOCK 161

as Kirk whirls toward Spock's station, calls out:

KIRK:

Do not return scan, Mr. Spock!

It may be misinterpreted as

hostility!

SPOCK:

Intruder scans emanate from

the exact cloud center.

Energy of a type entirely un-

known to me.

UHURA:

(after a moment)

No response to friendship

messages, Captain.

CHEKOV:

Should I go to battle stations,

sir.

KIRK:

Negative, We'll take no prov-

ocative action.

Decker has reacted sharply, disapprovingly, to this:

DECKER:

Recommend defensive posture,

Captain:
Screens and shields.

KIRK:

No...

(pause)

... that could also be misinter-

preted as hostile, Mr. Decker.

(to Spock)

Cloud composition, Mr. Spock?

SPOCK:

Twelve power energy field --

SULU:

(in disbelief)

-- twelve power?!

DECKER:

(urgently)

Captain, we've seen what their

weapons can do. Shouldn't we

take every possible precaution -- ?

KIRK:

Mr Decker....

SPOCK:

(interrupting)

Captain, I suspect there's an

object at the heart of that cloud.

KIRK:

(cool)

Mr. Decker, I will not provoke

an attack, If that order isn't

clear to you...

DECKER:

(interrupting in mid

sentence)

Captain, as your Exec, it's my

duty to point out alternatives.

A moment of thought from Kirk.

ILIA:

Five minutes to Cloud boundary!

KIRK:

(a look)

I stand corrected Mr. Decker.

(toward Ilia)

Navigator, lay in a conic section

flight path into the cloud center;

bring us parallel to whatever

we find in there...

162 FAVORING THE VIEWER (O) 162

The Cloud has now grown so large it DOMINATES THE

ENTIRE VIEWER. Sulu hits a button, reducing magnif-

cation. Immediately, the CLOUD diminishes in size --

but almost instantly begins GROWING AGAIN. Decker's

annoyance (with Kirk) suddenly seems to dissipate as

his total attention is diverted to the cloud.

162A ANOTHER ANGLE - SPOCK, DECKER AND KIRK 162A

Decker turning to Spock

DECKER:

That measures twelve power?

Ten thousands of starships couldn't

generate that much...

Decker trails his words, realizing that Spock isn't

hearing a word. Spock's attention is on the O.S. main

viewer, totally absorbed by something he's feeling.

He is slowly rising from his seat, stepping forward --

Kirk becomes conscious of this, turns and sees Spock's

strange expression. Before he can speak:

SPOCK:

They have... they have been

communicating with us. I sense

... puzzlement. Why have we

not replied?

KIRK:

Communicated with us how?

Spock shakes his head... then reacts as if sensing or

theorizing something further. He turns, moves quickly

to his console, begins there as if searching for something.

Interrupted by another ALARM KLAXON.

DECKER:

Signal medical alert, Mister

Chekov!

COMPUTER VOICE:

Incoming fire. Ahead. Zero,

... mark, zero.

Incoming fire. Ahead. Zero,

mark, zero.

163 FULL ON THE MAIN VIEWER (O) 163

showing a WHIPLASH ENERGY BOLT streaking from the

Cloud!

KIRK (O.S.)

Forcefields now...! Deflectors

up full!

SULU (O.S.)

Commencing evasive

maneuvers... !

Bridge begins to tilt.

164 REVERSE ANGLE 164

CHEKOV:

Forcefields and deflectors up

full, Captain.

165 EXT. SPACE - ENTERPRISE (S) 165

The WHIPLASH ENERGY BOLT speeds toward the Enterprise,

which veers sharply away now -- but WHIPLASH FOLLOWS.

166 INT. BRIDGE AND VIEWER (O) 166

With the WHIPLASH ENERGY BOLT on the main viewer,

closer and closer -- heading straight-on for the Star-

ship. From the Bridge a CACOPHONY OF VOICES AND

SOUNDS, but all organized and disciplined with the

BRIDGE LIGHTING DIMMING and then as though traveling

the last short distance (actually several million

miles) in the wink of an eye -- the WHIPLASH OF ENERGY

STRIKES. The bridge lights go out.

In the sudden darkness, the main viewer is all at once

a frantic, furious, pattern of GREEN-WHITE FLARING ENERGY,

accompanied by an EXPLOSIVE SHRILLING SOUND. It seems to

cling to the forcefields, the incredible energy of the

forcefield barriers.

167 FAVORING CHEKOV'S STATION (O) 167

as a sheet of GREEN WHIPLASH ENERGY bursts from

Chekov's console -- a LASH of FLAME engulfs Chekov's

arm. Automatic fire control nozzles SPURT FOAM over

him as he falls twisting and groaning in pain. Ilia

reacts first, crossing quickly to assist Chekov --

Decker joins her, taking over Chekov's console.

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