Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home Page #7

Ohh!

Get out of the way.

What did you say

she's got?

Cramps.

Who are you?

Why aren't you masked?

Who are these people?

I don't know.

What the hell is that?

What are you doing?

Tearing of the middle

meningeal artery.

What's your degree in,

dentistry?

How do you explain

slowing pulse,

low respiratory rate,

and coma?

Funduscopic examination!

That's unrevealing

in these cases.

A simple evacuation

of the expanding

epidural hematoma

will relieve the pressure!

My God, man!

Drilling holes in his head

isn't the answer.

The artery must be repaired.

Let me save this patient

before it's too late.

I'm going to have you removed.

Doctor, such

unprofessional behavior.

Into that

little room, please.

What is that, a gun?

They must be crazy.

Who is that guy?

I have no idea.

He melted the lock!

We're dealing

with medievalism here.

Chemotherapy.

Funduscopic examinations.

Come on, Chekov. Wake up.

Pavel.

Can you hear me?

He's coming around, Jim.

Pavel, talk to me.

Name. Rank.

Chekov,

Pavel.

Rank...

Admiral.

How's the patient,

doctor?

He's going to make it.

He? You came in

with a she.

One little mistake.

Get us out of here.

They've taken the patient.

Get some help.

Hold it!

Hold it! Police!

Not now, Pavel.

Hold it!

Look out! Look out!

The doctor gave me a pill,

and I grew a new kidney.

Fully functional?

Fully functional.

What the hell's going on?

Freeze!

Where would

the whales be by now?

If you have a chart,

I'll show you.

All I need is

the radio frequency.

What are you talking about?

I'm coming with you.

Our next stop is

the 23rd century.

Well, I don't care.

I've got to help those whales!

There isn't time to argue

or tell you how much

you've meant to us.

The radio frequency, please.

The frequency's 401 megahertz.

Thank you...

for everything.

Scotty, beam me up.

Surprise.

Spock, where's the power

you promised?

One damn minute, Admiral.

I'm ready. Let's find

George and Gracie.

Sulu?

I'm trying to remember

how this thing worked.

You tricked me.

You need me.

Ready, sir.

Take a seat.

Now, Mr. Sulu.

What the hell was that?

Cloaking device is stable.

All systems normal.

Stabilize energy reserve.

Report, helm.

Maintaining impulse climb.

Wing 5 by 0.

Helm steady.

Advise reaching 10,000.

Steer 310.

310, aye.

Uhura, scan for the whales.

401 megahertz.

Scanning, sir.

10,000 MSL, Admiral.

Wing, cruise configuration.

Full impulse power.

Aye, sir.

310 to the Bering Sea.

ETA, 12 minutes.

Scotty, are the

whale tanks secure?

Aye, sir,

but I've never beamed up

400 tons before.

400 tons?

It's not just the whales.

It's the water.

Yes, of course.

The whales- any contact?

Negative, sir.

You present the appearance

of a man with a problem.

Your perception

is correct, doctor.

To return us

to the moment we left

the 23rd century,

I've used our journey

through time

as a referent,

calculating the elapsed time

in relation to

the acceleration curve.

Naturally.

So, what's your problem?

Acceleration is

no longer a constant.

Well, then, you'll have

to take your best shot.

Best shot?

Guess, Spock.

Your best guess.

Guessing is not

in my nature, doctor.

Well...

nobody's perfect.

That's it. That's it!

Affirmative.

Contact with the whales.

Bearing.

Bearing 327.

Range 600 nautical.

Put it on the screen.

How?

On screen.

I have a signal

closing in on the whales,

bearing 328 degrees.

Let's see it.

What kind of ship is that?

It's a whaling ship, doctor.

Are we too late?

Full power descent, Mr. Sulu.

Aye, sir. Full power descent.

10 seconds, sir.

All right, Scotty.

It's up to you.

10 seconds, Admiral.

5...

4...

3...

2...

Admiral, there be whales here!

Well done, Mr. Scott.

How soon can we assume

warp speed?

Full power now, sir.

If you will, Mr. Sulu.

Aye, sir. Warp speed.

Mr. Sulu, you have the comm.

I'm taking our guest

to look at her whales.

Spock, have you accounted for

the whales and water

in your time reentry?

Mr. Scott cannot

give me exact figures,

so...

I will make a guess.

A guess?

You, Spock?

That's extraordinary.

I don't think he understands.

No, Spock.

He means that he feels

safer about your guesses

than most

other people's facts.

Then you're saying

it is a compliment.

It is.

Ah.

Then I'll make

the best guess I can.

"They say the sea is cold,

but the sea contains

the hottest blood of all."

Whales weep not.

D.H. Lawrence.

You know, it's ironic.

When man was killing

these creatures,

he was destroying

his own future.

The beasties seem

happy to see you, doctor.

I hope you like

our little aquarium.

A miracle, Mr. Scott.

A miracle?

That's yet to come.

What does that mean?

Our chances of getting home

aren't too good.

You might have lived longer

if you'd stayed.

I belong here.

I am a whale biologist.

Suppose you do

get them through?

Who in the 23rd century

knows anything about

humpback whales?

You got a point.

What's that?

Admiral, you better

get up there.

We're having a power fall-off.

Stay with them.

On my way.

Hold on tight, lassie.

It gets bumpy from here.

Warp 7.5!

7.9!

Shields at maximum.

Mr. Sulu, that's

all I can give you.

Can we make

breakaway speed?

Hardly, Admiral.

I cannot guarantee

we'll escape

the sun's gravity.

I shall attempt

to compensate

by altering

our trajectory.

Warp 8.

8.1.

Maximum speed, sir.

Admiral, I need

thruster control.

Acceleration thrusters

at Spock's command.

Steady.

Steady.

Now!

Did braking thrusters fire?

They did, Admiral.

Then where the hell

are we?

The probe.

Condition report, Spock.

No data, Admiral.

Computers are nonfunctional.

The mains are down, sir.

Aux power is not responding.

Switch to manual control,

Mr. Sulu.

I have no controls, sir.

My God, Jim, where are we?

Out of control

and blind as a bat.

Get him back! Get him back!

Look!

They're heading

for the bridge!

Keep the nose up if you can.

We're in the water!

Blow the hatch!

This is the right place.

Get the whales out

before we sink.

Abandon ship!

Scotty, can you hear me?

Move! Move!

See to the safety

of all hands.

I will.

Lassie, get my arm.

I've got it.

You got it?

Yeah.

Scotty?

Admiral!

I'm here, Scotty!

I'm here!

You'll be all right.

The whales are trapped.

They'll drown.

There's no power

to the bay doors.

Explosive override.

It's underwater.

It can't be reached.

You go on ahead

and close the hatch.

Admiral, you'll be trapped.

Go on!

Do you see them?

Oh!

There!

Why don't they answer?

Why don't they sing?

Mr. President, we have power.

Council is now in session.

You all take your seats.

Bring in the accused.

Captain Spock,

you do not stand accused.

Mr. President, I stand

with my shipmates.

As you wish.

The charges

and specifications are

conspiracy,

assault on federation officers,

theft of federation property,

namely the Starship Enterprise,

sabotage

of the U.S.S. Excelsior,

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