Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home

What do you make of it?

It appears to be a probe, Captain,

from an intelligence unknown to us.

Continue transmitting

universal peace and hello

in all known languages.

Get me Starfleet command.

Ready, captain.

Starfleet command,

this is U.S.S. Saratoga

patrolling sector five,

neutral zone.

We're tracking a probe

of unknown origin

on apparent trajectory

to the Terran solar system.

Attempts to communicate with the probe

have been negative on

all known frequencies.

Continue tracking.

We will analyze transmissions

and advise.

Roger, Starfleet.

Saratoga out.

6...

5...

4...

3...

2...

1...

There. Hold the image.

Hold!

Behold the quintessential devil

in these matters-

James T. Kirk, renegade and terrorist.

Not only is he responsible

for the murder of a Klingon crew,

see now the real plot and intentions.

Even as this federation

was negotiating a treaty with us,

Kirk was developing

the Genesis torpedo,

conceived by Kirk's son

and test detonated

by the admiral himself.

The result of this awesome energy

was euphemistically called

the Genesis planet,

a secret base from which to launch

the annihilation

of the Klingon people!

We demand the extradition of Kirk.

We demand justice!

Klingon justice is

a unique point of view,

Mr. President.

Genesis was perfectly named-

the creation of life, not death.

The Klingons shed the first blood

while attempting

to possess its secrets.

Vulcans are well-known

as the intellectual puppets

of this federation.

Your vessel did destroy

U.S.S. Grissom.

Your men did kill Kirk's son.

Do you deny these events?

We deny nothing.

We have the right

to preserve our race.

You have the right

to commit murder?

Silence.

Silence!

There will be no further outbursts

from the floor.

Mr. President, I have come to speak

on behalf of the accused.

Personal bias.

His son was saved by Kirk.

Mr. Ambassador, with all respect,

the council's deliberations are over.

Then Kirk goes unpunished?

Admiral Kirk has been charged

with nine violations

of Starfleet regulations.

Starfleet regulations?

That's outrageous!

Remember this well-

There shall be no peace

as long as Kirk lives.

You pompous ass!

Captain's log, star date 8390.

We're in the third month

of our Vulcan exile.

Dr. McCoy, with his sense

of historical irony,

named our captured Klingon vessel.

And like those mutineers

of 500 years ago,

we, too, have a hard choice to make.

Dr. McCoy?

Aye, sir.

Mr. Scott?

Aye, sir.

Uhura?

Aye, sir.

Chekov?

Aye, sir.

Sulu?

Aye, sir.

Let the record show

that the commander and the crew

of the late Starship Enterprise

have voted unanimously

to return to earth

to face the consequences

of their actions

in the rescue of their

comrade, Captain Spock.

Thank you all.

Repair stations, please.

Mr. Scott.

Aye, sir?

When can we leave?

Give me one more day.

Damage control is easy.

Reading Klingon, that's hard.

You'd think they could send a ship.

It's bad enough to be court-martialed,

but to have to go home

in this Klingon flea trap...

We can learn from it.

It's got a cloaking device.

I just wish we could

cloak the stench.

Computer, resume testing.

Who said, "Logic is the cement

"of our civilization

with which we ascend from chaos"?

T'plana-hath, matron

of Vulcan philosophy.

What is the molecular formula

of sulfite crystals?

White queen to

section five, grid six.

Queen takes knight.

Rook takes queen. Checkmate.

What contribution to bioengineering

was made on Klendth?

The universal atmospheric

element compensator.

Starship sensors indicate

it is being pursued so closely,

it occupies the pursuer's space.

Identify object and its

cultural significance.

Klingon mummification glyph.

What were the principal

events on earth, 1987?

What was Kiri-kin-tha's law?

Nothing unreal exists.

Adjust the sine wave of

this magnetic envelope

so that antineutrons

can pass through.

How do you feel?

I do not understand the question.

What is it, Spock?

I do not understand

the question, mother.

But you're half human.

The computer knows that.

The question is irrelevant.

Spock, the retraining of your mind

has been in the Vulcan way,

so you may not understand feelings,

but as my son, you have them.

They will surface.

As you wish, since you value them,

but I cannot wait here to find them.

Why? Where must you go?

I must go to earth to offer testimony.

You do this for friendship.

I do it because I was there.

Spock...does the good of the many

outweigh the good of the one?

I would accept that as axiom.

Then you stand here alive

because of a mistake

made by your flawed,

feeling, human friends.

They have sacrificed their futures

because they believed

that the good of the one-you-

was more important to them.

Humans make illogical decisions.

They do, indeed.

Here it comes now.

What's causing that?

Their call's being carried

on a powerful amplification wave.

Can we isolate it?

Negative. It's impacting

on all our systems.

Yellow alert. Shields up.

Helm, reduce closing speed.

Thruster controls

have been neutralized.

Emergency thrusters.

No response, Captain.

Emergency lights.

Damage report.

All systems have failed.

We're functioning on reserve power.

Starfleet command, this is Saratoga.

Can you hear me? Come in, please.

Come in, please.

Thank you, sir.

Status report, Admiral.

Not good, Mr. President.

The probe is headed

directly toward us.

Its signal is damaging

everything in its path.

Klingons have lost two vessels.

Two starships and three smaller vessels

have been neutralized.

Neutralized? How?

We don't know.

Get me the Yorktown.

Emergency channel2130.

Code red.

It has been three hours

since our contact

with the alien probe.

All attempts at regaining power

have failed.

It's using forms of energy

our best scientists

do not understand.

Can you protect us?

We're launching everything we have.

Our chief engineer

is trying to deploy

a make shift solar sail.

We have high hopes

that this will, if successful,

generate power to keep us alive.

Systems report, communications.

Communications systems

all ready, sir.

Communications officer

as ready as she'll ever be.

Mr. Sulu?

Guidance is functional.

Computer will interface

with federation memory bank.

Weapons systems.

Cloaking device now available

on all flight modes.

That's a lot of work.

I do not wish to be shot down

on the way to our own funeral.

Engine room. Report, Mr. Scott.

I've converted

the dilithium sequencer

into something

a little less primitive,

and I have replaced

the Klingon food packs.

They were giving me a sour stomach.

Prepare for departure.

Everybody not going to Earth

had better get off.

Saavik...

this is goodbye.

Yes, Admiral.

Thank you.

Sir...l have not

had the opportunity

to tell you about your son.

David died most bravely.

He saved Spock.

He saved us all.

I thought you should know.

Good day, Captain Spock.

May your journey be free of incident.

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