Star Trek V: The Final Frontier Page #2

to risk on crazy stunts.

Maybe it didn't cross

that macho mind of yours,

but you should've been killed

when you fell off that mountain.

-lt crossed my mind.

-And?

And, even as I fell, I knew I wouldn't die.

l thought he was the only one

who's immortal.

Oh, no. lt isn't that.

l knew I wouldn't die because

the two of you were with me.

l do not understand.

l've always known I'll die alone.

Well, I'll call Valhalla

and have them reserve a room for you.

lt's a mystery to me

what draws us together.

All that time in space,

and we getting on each others' nerves,

and what do we do when shore leave

comes along?

We spend it together.

Other people have families.

Other people, Bones. Not us.

What are you doing?

l am preparing to toast a marsh melon.

Well, I'll be damned. A marsh melon.

Where'd you learn to do that?

Before leaving the ship,

l consulted the computer library

to familiarise myself with the customs

associated with camping out.

Well, tell me, Spock.

What do we do

after we toast the marsh melon?

We consume them.

l know we consume them.

l mean after that.

l believe we are required to engage

in a ritual known as the sing-along.

That's great. I haven't sung around

a campfire since I was a boy in lowa.

What are we going to sing? What. . .

Bones, what are we going to sing?

How about Camptown Races?

Pack Up Your TroubIes.

Are we leaving, Captain?

lt's a song title, Spock.

Moon over RigeI VII.

Row, Row, Row Your Boat.

Row, Row, Row Your Boat. I love Row...

Do you know Row, Row, Row,

Row, Row Your Boat?

That song did not come up

in my research, Captain.

The lyrics are very simple. lt's,

"Row, row, row your boat

Gently down the stream

"Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily

Life is but a dream"

The Doctor and I will start it off,

and then when we give you a signal,

you jump in.

Doctor, if you please.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

Row, row, row your boat

GentIy down the stream

-MerriIy, merriIy, merriIy, merriIy

-Row, row, row your boat

-Life is but a dream

-GentIy down the stream

-MerriIy, merriIy, merriIy, merriIy

-MerriIy, merriIy, merriIy, merriIy

Life...

Come on, Spock.

Why didn't you jump in?

l was trying to comprehend

the meaning of the words.

lt's a song, you green-blooded Vulcan.

You sing it. The words aren't important.

What's important

is that you have a good time singing it.

l am sorry, Doctor.

Were we having a good time?

God, I liked him better before he died.

All right, all right, let's call it a night.

-He just keeps after it.

-Let's. . . Let's go to bed,

and just let's get some sleep.

-Captain?

-Spock, we're on leave.

You can call me Jim.

-Jim?

-Yes, Spock?

Life is not a dream.

Go to sleep, Spock.

Yes, Captain.

-Good night, Bones.

-Good night, Jim.

-Good night, Spock.

-Good night, Doctor.

-Good night, Spock.

-Good night, Jim.

l don't know. I just don't know.

Captain Klaa, we have a target in sight.

A probe of ancient origin.

Difficult to hit?

Most difficult.

Good.

All weapons to my control.

Scope!

Shooting space garbage

is no test of a warrior's mettle.

l need a target that fights back.

Captain, new data,

hostages on Nimbus lll.

One of the hostages is a Klingon.

And the others?

A Terran and a Romulan.

That means the Federation

will be sending a rescue ship of its own.

Plot course for Nimbus lll.

l've always wanted to engage

a Federation ship.

Get that damn light out of my face!

Mr Scott apologises

for having to send the shuttlecraft.

The transporter beam

is non-operational.

Captain, we've received important

orders from Starfleet command.

Why didn't you beep my communicator?

You forgot to take it with you.

Wonder why I did that.

Well, gentlemen, it appears

shore leave has been cancelled.

Pack out your trash.

"All I ask is a tall ship

and a star to steer her by"

-Melville.

-John Masefield.

Are you sure about that?

l am well versed in the classics, Doctor.

Then how come you don't know

Row, Row, Row Your Boat?

Ready for Ianding manoeuvre.

Enterprise, you have control.

You're doing just fine.

Landing bay oxygen to pressure.

Landing bay is secure.

Attention !

All I can say is, they don't make them

like they used to.

You told me you could have this ship

operational in two weeks.

l gave you three. What happened?

l think you gave me

too much time, Captain.

-Very well, Mr Scott. Carry on.

-Aye, sir.

How many times do I have to tell you?

The right tool for the right job!

l don't think l've ever seen him happier.

LeveI?

Bridge.

l hope.

l could use a shower.

Yes.

Doesn't anything work on this ship?

Starfleet's got some nerve

sending us out in this condition

with this handful of people.

Captain on the Bridge.

Captain, Starfleet transmission on line.

Put it on the viewscreen,

will you, please?

Can we have a little quiet, please?

-Can you. . .

-Am I on?

Can you clear that up?

Can we have a little quiet?

Enterprise, this is Starfleet Operations.

Come in.

-Bob?

-Jim!

WeII! We're dressing informaIIy,

aren't we?

You caught me on the way

to the shower.

I apoIogise for canceIIing shore Ieave,

but Iook, we have a dangerous situation

out on Nimbus III.

-On the planet of galactic peace?

-The same.

From what we can make out,

a terrorist force

has captured the onIy settIement.

And they've taken hostages.

The KIingon, the RomuIan,

the Federation consuIs.

Now, I know Enterprise is not exactIy

up to specs...

With all due respect,

the Enterprise is a disaster.

There must be other ships

in the quadrant.

Other ships, yes.

But no experienced commanders.

Captain, I need Jim Kirk.

-Oh, please.

-Your orders are

to proceed to Nimbus III,

assess the situation,

and avoid a confrontation if possibIe.

Above a, however,

get those hostages back safeIy.

Have the Klingons responded?

No, but you can bet they wiII.

Understood. Kirk out.

Plot course for Nimbus lll, Mr Sulu.

Aye, sir.

Course plotted.

l'm afraid the ship's problems

will have to be solved en route.

Since we're undermanned, l'm counting

on each one of you to give his best.

End of speech. Let's go to work.

Jim, if you ask me, and you haven't,

l think this is a terrible idea.

We're bound to bump into the Klingons,

and they don't exactly like you.

The feeling's mutual.

-Engine Room.

-Scotty here.

We'll need all the power

you can muster, mister.

Don't you worry, Captain.

We'll beat those Klingon devils

even if I have to get out and push.

l hope it won't come to that, Mr Scott.

All possible speed, Mr Sulu.

Aye, sir.

What's the matter, Jim?

l miss my old chair.

The starship Enterprise

has been dispatched to Nimbus lll.

Enterprise?

That's Kirk's ship!

lf I could defeat Kirk. . .

You would be the greatest warrior

in the galaxy.

Maximum speed.

Success!

Captain's Log, Stardate 845. . .

Captain's Log, Stardate 84. . .

-Good morning, Captain.

-That's. . . Forget it.

Captain, we're receiving the hostage

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