Star Trek: The Motion Picture Page #9

KIRK:

(formally; rising)

Welcome aboard, Lieutenant.

99 ACROSS ILIA TO DECKER 99

as Ilia starts to speak, suddenly stops: she has just

then noticed Decker, who has stepped from his station

to face her. For an electronic moment their eyes meet,

hold in unquestioned recognition.

DECKER:

Hello, Ilia.

ILIA:

(surprised)

Decker....!

Kirk has observed this with surprise and some concern

(it presages possible complications). Decker turns to

Kirk, slightly uncomfortable at this.

DECKER:

I was stationed on the Lieutenant's

home planet some years ago...

Ilia looks from Kirk back to Decker, puzzled at his

sleeve stripes.

ILIA:

(eyes his rank

stripes)

'Commander' Decker?

KIRK:

Our Exec and Science Officer...

DECKER:

(bitingly)

Captain Kirk has the utmost

confidence in me.

Kirk flashes a hard glance at Decker, then toward

Ilia too.

KIRK:

(pointedly)

And in you, too, Lieutenant.

ILIA:

My oath of celibacy is on record

Captain. May I assume my duties?

While respectful, her tone of voice has been just as

firm as Kirk's.

KIRK:

By all means.

100 ACROSS KIRK TO UHURA 100

receiving a message, now relaying it.

UHURA:

Captain, Starfleet reports our

last six crew members ready to

beam up...

(puzzled)

... but one of them is refusing

to step into the transporter.

Just as Kirk a moment before was tense, now suddenly

he's relaxed again; he rises.

KIRK:

(pleased)

Oh? I'll see that he beams up...!

And he hurries from the bridge, onto the elevator, is

gone. A moment of puzzled silence, then:

DECKER:

Mr. Sulu, take Lieutenant Ilia

in hand.

SULU:

(startled)

Sir...?

(then understands)

Yes, of course...

(to Ilia)

Your pre-programming is already

set in, Lieutenant.

Sulu has almost tripped getting out of his chair. He

starts offering Ilia his hand, then thinks better of

it, withdraws it abruptly, immediately busies himself

punching out equations on her console... AD LIBS,

"It's all on the computer. You'll have no problem..."

Sulu is nervous, fluttery around this lovely creature --

now hits a wrong switch. Produces a BEEPING SOUND which

he fumbles to shut off. She smiles; speaks quietly,

repeats:

ILIA:

I'm sworn to celibacy, Mister

Sulu. That makes me as safe

as any human female.

Sulu catches her eye but before he can reply, Decker has

moved in beside Ilia.

DECKER:

I now the Captain meant no person-

al insult.

ILIA:

(eyes on console)

I would never take advantage of

a sexually immature species.

(looks at him)

You can assure him that's true,

can't you?

Clearly, the remark carries special, personal

significance.

101 INT. TRANSPORTER ROOM 101

- -

102 102

Kirk entering as Rand and her assistant electronically

list the last of the five arrivals who are leaving the

Transporter Chamber. Kirk calls through intercom to

the last arrival, a young female Yeoman.

KIRK:

Yeoman, what was the problem

down there?

YEOMAN:

(through intercom)

He insisted we go first, sir.

Said something about first seeing

how it scrambled our molecules.

KIRK:

Thank you, Yeoman

(hits transmit control)

Starfleet , this is Captain Kirk.

The officer is to be beamed up

immediately!

103 ANGLE ON THE CHAMBER (O) 103

A moment, then again the GENERATING HUMMING, and then

the familiar BEAMING EFFECT. And then you SEE McCOY!

He fully MATERIALIZES. He looks himself over as if in

pleased surprise he is still in one piece. CAMERA PANS

McCoy from the Transporter Chamber to Kirk who is hav-

ing a hard time containing his amusement and delight.

KIRK:

Well, for a man who swore he'd

never return to Starfleet...

McCOY

(flat, tight)

What happened, Captain, sir, was

that your revered Admiral Nogura

invoked a little known -- and

seldom used -- reserve activation

clause...

(snaps)

... in simpler language, Captain,

sir, they drafted me!

KIRK:

(straight-faced)

They didn't...!

Kirk has offered his hand, but McCoy is already flaring:

McCOY

This was your idea! It was

your idea, wasn't it!

KIRK:

Bones, there's a 'thing' out

there --

McCOY

-- Why is any object we don't

understand called a 'thing'?

KIRK:

(continues)

-- headed this way. I need you...

McCOY

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