Star Trek Into Darkness Page #8

Captain, I strongly object.

To what? I haven't said anything yet.

Since we cannot take

the ship from the outside,

the only way we can take it

is from within.

And as a large boarding party

would be detected,

it is optimal for you to take

as few members

of the crew as possible.

You will meet resistance,

requiring personnel

with advanced combat abilities

and innate knowledge of that ship.

This indicates that

you plan to align with Khan,

the very man

we were sent here to destroy.

KIRK:
I'm not aligning with him,

I'm using him.

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend."

An Arabic proverb attributed

to a prince who was

betrayed and decapitated

by his own subjects.

Still, it's a hell of a quote.

- I will go with you, Captain.

- No, I need you on the bridge.

I cannot allow you to do this.

It is my function aboard

this ship to advise you

on making the wisest

decisions possible,

something I firmly believe

you are incapable

of doing in this moment.

You're right!

What I'm about to do,

it doesn't make any sense,

it's not logical. It is a gut feeling.

I have no idea what I'm supposed to do.

I only know what I can do.

The Enterprise and her crew

need someone

in that chair that knows what he's doing.

And it's not me.

It's you, Spock.

(MEDICAL CREW

SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

Tell me everything you know

about that ship.

Dreadnought class.

Two times the size,

three times the speed.

Advanced weaponry.

Modified for a minimal crew.

Unlike most Federation vessels,

it's built solely for combat.

I will do everything I can

to make you answer for what you did.

But right now I need your help.

In exchange for what?

You said you'd do anything

for your crew.

- I can guarantee their safety.

- Captain.

You can't even guarantee

the safety of your own crew.

Bones, what are you doing

with that tribble?

The tribble's dead.

I'm injecting Khan's platelets into

the deceased tissue of a necrotic host.

(INJECTION WHIRS)

Khan's cells regenerate

like nothing I've ever seen,

and I want to know why.

You coming with me or not?

You want to do what?

We're coming over there.

Sulu's maneuvering

the Enterprise

into position as we speak.

To this ship? How?

There's a cargo door,

hangar 7, access port 101A.

You need to find

the manual override to open that airlock.

Are you crazy? Whoever you are.

Just listen to him, Scotty.

It's gonna be all right.

It is not gonna be all right.

You want me to open

an airlock into space,

whereupon I will freeze,

die and explode!

Lieutenant,

from our current position, is it possible

to establish contact with New Vulcan?

- I'll do my best.

- Thank you.

Mr. Sulu, what is

the status of the other ship?

Their systems are still offline.

I'm aligning our ship now.

Scotty, how we doing over there?

SCOTTY:
Captain,

I wish I had better news.

They've locked out access

to the ship's computer.

They'll have full weapons in

three minutes.

That means next time

I won't be able to stop them

destroying the Enterprise. Stand by.

Commander, our trash exhaust

is aimed at

access port 101A of the other ship.

Captain, the ships are aligned.

Copy that.

- Scotty!

- I'm in the hangar. Give me a minute.

(PANTING)

I'm running. Stand by.

(PANTING AND GROANING)

Whoa, whoa, hold on, now, Captain.

This door is very wee.

I mean, you know, small.

It's four square meters, tops.

It's gonna be like

jumping out of a moving car,

off a bridge, into your shot glass.

It's okay. I've done it before.

Yeah, it was vertical.

We jumped onto a... It was a...

(MUTTERING)

It doesn't matter. Scotty...

Did you find the manual override?

The manual override, Scotty.

Not yet, not yet.

(PANEL BEEPING)

Captain, before you launch,

you should be aware there is

a considerable debris field

between our ships.

- Spock, not now. Scotty, you good?

- It's not easy!

Just give me two seconds,

all right, you mad bastard!

Tell me this is gonna work.

I have neither the information

nor the confidence to do so, Doctor.

SCOTTY:
Okay, Captain, stand by.

Boy, you're a real comfort.

- Come on, come on, come on.

- (BEEPING)

Yes!

Okay, okay! I'm set to open the door.

You ready?

Are you?

KIRK:
Spock, pull the trigger.

Yes, Captain.

Launching activation sequence on

three,

two,

one.

Sir, Kirk is headed for collision at .432!

Captain, there is debris directly ahead.

Copy that.

Whoa! Jim, you're way off course!

I know, I know! I can see that.

- (PHASER HUMMING)

- GUARD:
Don't move.

Use your display compass, Captain.

You must correct precisely

- 37.243 degrees.

- KIRK:
Got it.

I'm working my way back.

Scotty, you're gonna be ready

with that door, right?

What are you doing in here?

Wee bit of maintenance

on the airlock console. You're big.

Mr. Scott, where are you?

Captain, he can't seem to hear you.

I'm working on getting

his signal back. Stand by.

(GLASS CRACKS)

- Damn it.

- SPOCK:
Captain, what is it?

My helmet was hit.

Uhura, tell me you have Mr. Scott back.

Not yet. I'm still working on a signal.

His communicator is working.

- I don't know why he isn't responding.

- What is that?

Are you Starfleet or private security?

Show me your other hand.

Because you look like private security.

ENSIGN:
Imminent collision detected!

Khan, use evasive action!

- There is debris directly ahead.

- I see it.

- (BEEPING)

- Mr. Sulu, did we lose Khan?

I don't know, Commander.

I'm having trouble

tracking him in all this debris.

Was Khan hit?

We are trying to find him now.

Captain, you need to adjust

your target destination

to 183 by 473 degrees.

(GLASS CRACKING)

Spock, my display's dead.

I'm flying blind.

Captain, without your display compass,

hitting your target destination

is mathematically impossible.

Spock, if I get back,

we really need to talk

about your bedside manner.

Commander, he's not going to make it.

(BEEPS)

My display is still functioning.

I see you, Kirk,

you're 200 meters ahead of me

at my one o'clock.

Come to your left

a few degrees and follow me.

Scotty, we're getting close.

We need a warm welcome.

Do you copy? Do you copy? Scotty?

If you can hear us, Mr. Scott,

- open the door in ten, nine...

- Scotty!

That person counting down,

- what is that?

- ...eight...

SCOTTY:
I think

you're hearing things, mate.

- ...seven...

- Mr. Scott, where are you?

- SPOCK:
...six, five...

- 1,800 meters. 1,600 meters.

- Scotty, where are you?

- ...three...

- Do you copy, Scotty? Please!

- ...two...

- Sorry about this.

- About what?

- Mr. Scott, open the door!

- Open the door!

- SPOCK:
Mr. Scott, now!

- (GASPS)

(GUARD SCREAMING)

- (YELLING)

- (GRUNTS)

(GASPS)

(GRUNTING)

(PANTING)

Welcome aboard.

(PANTING)

- It's good to see you, Scotty.

- Who is that?

(GROANING)

Khan, Scotty. Scotty, Khan.

Hello.

They'll know we're here.

I know the best way to the bridge.

It's locked to stun.

Theirs won't be.

Try not to get shot.

(PHASERS HUMMING)

Commander, I have that

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