Star Trek VI: The Undiscovered Country Page #3

-Are we firing torpedoes?

-I wish I knew.

Well, it sure looks like it.

I'm going aboard.

Spock, you have the conn.

I am responsible

for involving you in this. I will go.

No, I'll go. You'll be responsible

for getting me out of this.

We'll not be the instigators

of full-scale war

on the eve of universal peace.

I'm going, too. They may need a doctor.

-Perhaps you're right.

-Uhura, tell them we're coming,

and tell them we're unarmed.

Aye, sir.

Have you lost your mind?

I give you my word,

I don't understand what has happened.

We're here to help.

Follow me.

-Chancellor Gorkon.

-My God.

-What has happened here?

-You dare to feign ignorance?

-What happened?

-With a direct torpedo hit,

you crippled

our entire gravitational field,

and two of your Starfleet crew

beamed aboard wearing magnetic boots

and did this.

Aren't you carrying a surgeon?

We were until this disgrace.

Well, then for God sakes, man,

let me help.

I've got a pulse. We can move him.

I'm gonna need some light.

Can we get him up on this table?

Hold him. Hold him while I stabilise him.

I said hold him.

Sweet Jesus.

-Can you...

-Jim, I don't even know his anatomy.

-His wounds are not closing.

-He's killing him!

He's gone into

some kind of damned arrest.

Come on, damn it! Come on!

He's not responding.

Don't let it end this way, Captain.

Under article number 184

of your interstellar law,

I'm placing you under arrest.

You are charged with assassinating

our Chancellor of the High Council.

He tried to save him.

They've been arrested.

Mr Spock, we've got to do something.

I assume command of this ship

as of 0230 hours.

Commander Uhura,

please notify Starfleet Headquarters.

Tell them precisely

what has taken place

-and request instructions.

-Aye, sir.

We cannot allow them to be taken back

to Kronos as prisoners.

What do you suggest, Lieutenant?

Opening fire will not retrieve them,

and an armed conflict is precisely

what the Captain wished to avoid.

We will be able to follow

the Captain's movements.

-How did you achieve this, sir?

-Time is precious, Lieutenant.

We must endeavour to piece together

what happened here tonight.

According to our databank,

this ship fired those torpedoes.

No way.

I sympathise, Mr Scott,

but we need evidence.

Please accompany me.

And if we cannot

piece together what happened?

-What then, sir?

-In that case, Mr Chekov,

it resides in the purview

of the diplomats.

The Chancellor of the High Council

is dead!

The result of an unprovoked attack

while he travelled to see you

under a flag of truce,

on a mission of peace.

Captain Kirk was legally arrested

for the crime.

May I remind you that he and Dr McCoy

boarded Kronos One

of their own free will?

None of these facts are in dispute,

Mr President.

I have ordered a full-scale investigation.

-In the meantime...

-In the meantime,

we expect the Federation to abide

by the articles of interstellar law,

which you claim to cherish.

Kirk and Dr McCoy will stand trial

for the assassination

of Chancellor Gorkon.

Out of the question.

Ambassador Sarek,

there must be some way

to extradite these men.

Mr President, I share a measure

of personal responsibility in this matter,

but I am obliged to confirm

my esteemed colleague's

legal interpretation.

What is the position

of the Romulan government,

Ambassador Nanclus?

I must concur with my colleagues.

But you can't possibly believe

that James Kirk assassinated

the Chancellor of the High Council.

Mr President,

I don't know what to believe.

I'm waiting for your answer, sir.

This president is not above the law.

Report back at once. Do you copy?

At once.

Enterprise to report back on the double.

Do you read? At once.

We're to report back at once.

We cannot abandon

Captain Kirk and Dr McCoy.

Of course not.

Four hundred years ago

on the planet Earth,

workers who felt their livelihood

threatened by automation

flung their wooden shoes called "sabot"

into the machines to stop them.

Hence the word "sabotage."

We are experiencing

technical malfunction.

All backup systems inoperative.

Excellent. I mean, too bad.

Mr President,

I've been named Chancellor

by the High Council

in my father's place.

Madam Chancellor,

you have my sincerest condolences

on your recent loss.

I want to assure you

that this shameful deed will not...

Mr President, let us come to the point.

You want this conference

to go forward, and so did my father.

I will attend in one week

on one condition.

We will not extradite the prisoners,

and you will make no attempt

to rescue them in a military operation.

We would consider any such attempt

an act of war.

We hope you'll be our guest

here on Earth.

After recent events, you will understand

if I say I prefer a neutral site,

and in the interests of security,

let us keep the location secret for now.

As you wish, Madam Chancellor.

Attack them now, while we still can!

Attack or be slaves in their world.

We can take whole by force,

what they propose to divide.

War is obsolete, General,

as we are in danger of becoming.

Better to die on our feet

than live on our knees.

That wasn't what my father wanted.

Your father was killed

for what he wanted.

The peace process will go forward.

Kirk...

Kirk will pay for my father's death.

-Kirk! Kirk!

-Kirk! Kirk!

-Kirk! Kirk! Kirk! Kirk!

-Kirk! Kirk! Kirk! Kirk!

It's a damn show trial.

-Kirk! Kirk!

-Kirk! Kirk!

The Enterprise fired on Kronos One

without provocation.

The Chancellor and his advisers...

...having been lulled

into a false sense of security

by an invitation to a state dinner

aboard Captain Kirk's vessel

at precisely 1930 hours

that same evening.

Call your first witness.

After the first shot,

we lost our gravitational field.

I found myself weightless

and unable to function.

Then two Starfleet crewmen

came walking towards me.

But perhaps they merely wore

Starfleet uniforms.

That remark is purely speculative.

I move that it be stricken.

Colonel Worf,

we are interested in facts, not theories.

If the gravitational unit

was not functioning,

how could these men be walking?

They appeared to be wearing

magnetic boots.

Gravity boots.

Dr McCoy,

would you be so good as to tell me,

what is your current medical status?

Aside from a touch of arthritis,

I'd say pretty good.

You have a singular wit, Doctor.

For 27 years, I've been ship surgeon

aboard the U.S.S. Enterprise.

In three months, I stand down.

You know, I believe that you consumed

a rather generous amount

of Romulan ale in the officers' mess

on the night in question.

Am I right, Doctor?

-Objection!

-Sustained.

We all did. All of us.

-That doesn't mean...

-Was Chancellor Gorkon alive

when you first examined him?

-Barely.

-Now be careful, Doctor.

Have you ever, in your past,

saved patients as barely alive as he?

I didn't have the medical knowledge

I needed for Klingon anatomy.

-I see.

-You were there.

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