"(BEEPING)" "(BEEPING)" "(COMM CHATTER)" "(BEEPING)" "USS Kelvin, go for Starfleet base." "We sent you a transmission." "Did you receive it?" "Have you double-checked it?" "Our sensors are going crazy. It looks like a lightning storm." "What you've sent us doesn't seem possible." "That's why we sent it." Report. Still out of visual range. 20 seconds. "Alert Captain Robau that Starfleet advised to proceed with caution." Polarise the viewscreen. "Whatever this is, is it Klingon?" Captain, we have visual. "Repeat. Could this be Klingon?" "Negative, you're 75,000 kilometres..." Captain, are you seeing this? Oh my God! I have a reading. They've locked weapons on us! Red alert! Torpedo locked on us at 320 degrees mark two! Arm weapons! Evasive pattern! (RED ALERT) Incoming fast! (SCREAMING) Fire all phasers! Damage report. "Warp drive's been knocked out. Never seen anything like it." Weapons are offline. Main power at 38 percent. They're firing! Power to shields! (SCREAMS) Help me! (SCREAMS) (PEOPLE CHATTER / ALARM WAILS) Were shields even up? ..we have confirmed casualties. 11 percent. Shields at nine. All remaining power to forward shields. Prepare shuttles for evacuation. (COMM) "Hello. My commander requests the presence of your captain in order to negotiate a ceasefire." "You will come aboard our ship via shuttlecraft." Your refusal would be unwise." Walk with me. If I don't report in 15 minutes, evacuate the crew. Sir, we could - There is no help for us out here. Use autopilot... and get off this ship. Aye, Captain. You're captain now, Mr Kirk. (SHOUTING) "(BEEPING)" His heart rate's elevated. "(BEEPING INCREASES)" Look at this ship. Are you familiar with this craft? Who is your commander? Is that him? I will speak for Captain Nero. Ask Captain Nero, what gives him the right to attack a Federation vessel? Do you know the location of Ambassador Spock? I'm unfamiliar with Ambassador Spock. What is the current stardate? Stardate? 2233.04. Where are you from? (ROARS) (YELLS) "(BEEPING)" Sir, they're locked on our signal. Launching again. Bravo six manoeuvre, fire full spread! (SHOUTING) (RED ALERT) I'm initiating General Order 13. We're evacuating! Yes, sir. All decks, this is the captain. Evacuate the ship immediately. Get to your designated shuttlecraft. That's George. What's happening? We'll deliver in the shuttle. Go! (SHOUTING) Move! Go! Come on! Get him up! I'm on my way! George. "You're OK. Thank God." I have medical shuttle 37 standing by. Can you get to it? Yes. "Everything's gonna be OK. Do exactly as I say. Shuttle 37." George, it's coming. Our baby. It's coming now. "I'm on my way." (RED ALERT) (COMM) "Autopilot function has been destroyed. Manual operation only." Clear those decks now! Get to the shuttles! Move! Move! Move! (YELLS) That was a big one! Just keep breathing. You'll be fine. And the baby too, right? And the baby too. (SHOUTING) (GROANS) Right here. (GROANS) (GROANS) "Captain to shuttle 37. Is my wife on board?" Yes, sir, she is. I need you to go now. We're waiting on you, sir. No, just go. Take off immediately. That's an order. Yes, sir. Wait. We can't go yet. Please stop. Stop! (GROANS) George,... the shuttle's leaving. Where are you? Sweetheart, listen to me. I'm not gonna be there. No. This is the only way you'll survive. You have to be here. The shuttles will never make it if I don't fight them off. George! I can't do this without you. OK, I need you to push now! (SCREAMS) (CLASSICAL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC) "(BABY CRIES)" (BABY CRIES) What is it? It's a boy. A boy? "Tell me about him." "He's beautiful." George, you should be here. (COMM) "Impact alert." What are we gonna call him? We can name him after your father. Tiberius? You kiddin' me? No, that's the worst. Let's name him after your dad. Let's call him Jim. Jim. OK. Jim it is. Sweetheart, can you hear me? I can hear. I love you so much. I love you! (CRIES) (EPIC INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC) (INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC BUILDS) IMS Subtitles www.able.co.nz Captions were made with the support of NZ On Air. Able 2017 (TYRES SCREECH) "(RINGING)" "Are you out of your mind?" "You think you can get away with this cos your mother's off-planet?" "Get your ass back home now! You live in my house, buddy. You live in my house and that's my car." "You get one scratch on that car - " # "Sabotage" - Beastie Boys Yeah! # Can't stand it # I know you planned it # I'm gonna set it straight # This Watergate # I can't stand rocking # When I'm in here (HORN HONKS) Hey, Johnny! (HORN HONKS) # Sit back and wonder why # I got this thorn in my side (SIREN BLARES) # It's a mirage # I'm telling y'all it's sabotage (SIREN BLARES) Citizen, pull over. # So, so, so # So listen up # Cos you can't say nothing # You'll shut me down # With a push of your button # But, yo, I'm out and I'm gone # I'll tell you now # I keep it on and on (SIREN BLARES) # Cos what you see # You might not get... No! Ugh! Agh! Agh! Agghh! (GROANS) Is there a problem, Officer? Citizen, what is your name? My name is James Tiberius Kirk. What is the formula for the volume of a sphere? Four-thirds pi times the radius cubed. 1.26. (MULTIPLE VOICES CHATTER) 5,548. What is the dimensionality? Dimensionality equals the logarithm of N divided by... Non-excludability and non-rivalry... Four-thirds pi times the radius. When it is morally praiseworthy, but not morally obligatory. "(BEEPING)" Spock. I presume you've prepared new insults for today? Affirmative. This is your 35th attempt to illicit an emotional response from me. You're neither human nor Vulcan and have no place in this universe. He has human eyes. They look sad. Perhaps an emotional response requires physical stimuli. He's a traitor, you know, your father ` for marrying her. That human whore. Agh! (YELLS) (BOYS GRUNT) (SIGHS) They called you a traitor. Emotions run deep within our race. In many ways, more deeply than in humans. Logic offers a serenity humans seldom experience. The control of feelings... so that they do not control you. You suggest that I should be completely Vulcan, and yet you married a human. As ambassador to Earth, it is my duty to observe and understand human behaviour. Marrying your mother was... logical. Spock, you are fully capable of deciding your own destiny. The question you face is, which path will you choose? This is something only you can decide. Spock. Come here. Let me see you. No. Spock. There's no need to be anxious. You'll do fine. I am hardly anxious, Mother. And fine has variable definitions. Fine is unacceptable. OK. May I ask a personal query? Anything. Should I choose to complete the Vulcan discipline of Kolinahr and purge all emotion, I trust you will not feel it reflects judgment upon you? Oh, Spock. As always, whatever you choose to be,... ..you will have a proud mother. You have surpassed the expectations of your instructors. Your final record is flawless ` with one exception. I see that you have applied to Starfleet as well. It was logical to cultivate multiple options. Logical, but unnecessary. You are hereby accepted to the Vulcan Science Academy. It is truly remarkable, Spock, that you have achieved so much, despite your disadvantage. All rise. If you would clarify, minister, to what disadvantage are you referring? Your human mother. Council, ministers, I must decline. No Vulcan has ever declined admission to this Academy. As I am half-human, your record remains untarnished. Spock, you have made a commitment to honour the Vulcan way. Why did you come here? To satisfy your emotional need to rebel? The only emotion I wish to convey is gratitude. Thank you, ministers, for your consideration. Live long and prosper. (SOUL MUSIC) (LOUD CHATTERING, MUSIC) Hi. I'd like a Klabnian fire tea, um, three Budweiser Classics, two Cardassian sunrises and... Try the Slusho. It's good. The Slusho mix. Thank you. That's a lot of drinks for one woman. And a shot of Jack, straight up. Make that two. Her shot's on me. Her shot's on her. Thanks, but no thanks. Don't you at least wanna know my name before you completely reject me? I'm fine without it. You are fine without it. It's Jim. Jim Kirk. If you don't tell me your name, I'm gonna have to make one up. It's Uhura. Uhura? No way. That's the name I was gonna make up for ya. Uhura what? Just Uhura. They don't have last names in your world? Uhura is my last name. Well, then you have... a first name too. Excuse me. So, you're a cadet, you're studying. What's your focus? Xenolinguistics. You have no idea what that means. The study of alien languages. Morphology, phonology, syntax. Means you've got a talented tongue. I'm impressed. For a moment there, I thought you were just a dumb hick who only has sex with farm animals. Well, not only. (LAUGHS) This townie isn't bothering you, right? Oh, beyond belief. But it's nothing I can't handle. You could handle me. That's an invitation. Hey. You better mind your manners. Relax, cupcake. It was a joke. Hey, farm boy, maybe you can't count. There are four of us and one of you. So get some more guys, and then it'll be an even fight. Guys, stop it. Stop it! (PEOPLE GASP) (GASPS) Enough! (GROANS) (PEOPLE GASP) Guys, he's had enough. (WHISTLING) (GROANS) Outside. All of you. Now. Yes, sir. He won't listen. I just bought a drink. You alright, son? You can whistle really loud, you know that? I couldn't believe it when the bartender told me who you are. Who? Your father's son. Another? For my dissertation, I was assigned the USS Kelvin. Something I admired about your dad ` he didn't believe in no-win scenarios. Sure learned his lesson. That depends on how you define winning. You're here. Thanks. That instinct to leap without looking was his nature too, and it's something Starfleet's lost. Why are you talking to me? Cos I looked up your file while you were drooling on the floor. Your aptitude tests are off the charts, so what is it? You like being the only genius repeat-offender in the mid-west? Maybe I love it. So your dad dies. You can settle for a less than ordinary life. Or do you feel that you were meant for something better? Something special? Enlist in Starfleet. Enlist? (LAUGHS) You must be way down on your recruiting quota for the month. If you're half the man your father was, Jim, Starfleet could use you. You can be an officer in four years, have your own ship in eight. You understand what the Federation is, don't you? It's important. It's a peacekeeping and humanitarian armada. We done? I'm done. Riverside shipyard. Shuttle for new recruits leaves tomorrow, 0800. Your father was captain of a starship for 12 minutes. He saved 800 lives, including your mother's and yours. I dare you to do better. Nice ride, man. It's yours. Four years? I'll do it in three. (GROANS) Nice. At ease, gentlemen. Never did get that first name. You need a doctor. > I don't need a doctor. I am a doctor. Get back to your seat. I had one, in the bathroom. I suffer from aviophobia, fear of dying in something that flies. Sit down, or else I'll make you sit down! Fine. Thank you. (COMM) "This is Captain Pike. We've been cleared for take-off." I may throw up on ya. I think these things are pretty safe. One tiny crack in the hull, and our blood boils in 13 seconds. A solar flare might crop up, cook us in our seats. Wait till you're sitting pretty with a case of Andorian shingles. See if you're still relaxed when your eyeballs bleed. Space is disease and danger wrapped in darkness and silence. I hate to break this to you, but Starfleet operates in space. I've got nowhere else to go. The ex-wife took the whole damn planet in the divorce. All I've got left is my bones. Jim Kirk. McCoy. Leonard McCoy. 'Captain Nero. You've been requested on the bridge, sir.' 'Ayel says it's time.' Sir, we've arrived at the coordinates you calculated. There's nothing here. What are your orders? We wait. We wait for the one who allowed our home to be destroyed. As we've been doing for 25 years. And once we've killed him? Kill him? I'm not gonna kill him. I'm gonna make him watch. Capture that ship. Welcome back, Spock. Why are you so happy? I don't know what you're talking about. No, I don't suppose you do. Hello, ladies. I'm taking the test again. You're kidding. Tomorrow. I want you there. I've got better things to do than watch you embarrass yourself for a third time. I'm busy. It doesn't bother you that no one's ever passed? Jim, it's the Kobayashi Maru. No one passes the test, and no one goes back for seconds, let alone thirds. I gotta study. Study, my ass. (MOANING) Jim, I think I love you. That is so weird. Lights. Did you just say that is so weird? Yeah, but I - You don't love me? My room-mate. I thought you said she was gone for the night. Obviously she's not. Get under the bed. Under...? Get under the bed. She can't see you. Why not? I promised her I'd stop bringing guys back to the dorm. Well, how many guys have you...? Just down. Hey. Hey. How are you? Good. Strangest thing... I was in the long-range sensor lab. Yeah, I thought all night. I was tracking solar systems and I picked up an emergency transmission. Really? Yeah. From a Klingon prison planet. No. Yeah. A Klingon armada was destroyed, 47 ships. So, you're not going back to the lab tonight? Gaila, who is he? Who? The mouth-breather under your bed. You could hear me breathing? You. Big day tomorrow. You're gonna fail. Gaila, see you around. Get out. If I pass, will you tell me your first name? No. I think the fact that you picked up a transmission is very interesting. We're receiving a distress signal from the USS Kobayashi Maru. The ship has lost power and is stranded. Starfleet Command has ordered us to rescue them. Starfleet Command has ordered us to rescue them,... Captain. (RED ALERT) Two Klingon vessels have entered the Neutral Zone and are locking weapons on us. That's OK. That's OK? Yeah, don't worry about it. Did he say, "Don't worry about it"? Is he not taking the simulation seriously? Three more Klingon War Birds decloaking and targeting our ship. I don't suppose this is a problem either? They're firing, Captain. Alert medical bay to receive all crew members from the damaged ship. How do you expect us to rescue them when we're surrounded by Klingons, Captain? Alert medical. '(WEAPONS FIRE)' (RED ALERT) Our ship is being hit. Shields at 60 percent. I understand. Should we, I don't know, fire back? No. Of course not. "(BEEPING)" (PEOPLE CHATTER) What is this? What's going on? Hmm. Arm photons. Prepare to fire on the Klingon War Birds. Yes, sir. Jim, their shields are still up. Are they? "(BEEPING)" No, they're not. Fire on all enemy ships. One photon each should do. Let's not waste ammunition. Target locked and acquired on all War Birds. Firing. All ships destroyed, Captain. Begin rescue of the stranded crew. We've managed to eliminate all enemy ships, no one on board was injured, and the successful rescue of the Kobayashi Maru crew is underway. How the hell did that kid beat your test? I do not know. This session has been called to resolve a troubling matter. James T Kirk, step forward. Cadet Kirk, evidence has been submitted to this council, suggesting that you violated the ethical code of conduct pursuant to regulation 17.43 of the Starfleet Code. Is there anything you care to say before we begin, sir? Yes. I believe I have the right to face my accuser directly. Step forward, please. This is Commander Spock. He is one of our most distinguished graduates. He's programmed the Kobayashi Maru exam for the last four years. Commander. Cadet Kirk, you somehow managed to install and activate a subroutine in the programming, changing the conditions of the test. Your point being? In academic vernacular, you cheated. Let me ask you something I think we all know the answer to. The test itself is a cheat, isn't it? You programmed it to be unwinnable. Your argument precludes the possibility of a no-win scenario. I don't believe in no-win scenarios. Not only did you violate the rules, you also failed to understand the principal lesson. Enlighten me. You of all people should know, Cadet Kirk, a captain cannot cheat death. I of all people? Your father assumed command of his vessel before being killed in action. I don't think you like the fact I beat your test. You failed to define the purpose of the test. Enlighten me again. The purpose is to experience fear. Fear in the face of certain death. To accept that fear and maintain control of oneself and one's crew. This is a quality expected in every Starfleet captain. Excuse me, sir. We've received a distress call from Vulcan. With our primary fleet engaged in the Laurentian system, I order all cadets to report to hangar one immediately. Dismissed. Who was that pointy-eared bastard? I don't know. But I like him. Bracer, USS Farragut. McCoy, USS Enterprise. McGrath, USS Wolcott. Spader, USS Hood. Welcome to Starfleet. Godspeed. He didn't call my name. Commander, sir, you didn't call my name ` Kirk, James T. Kirk, you're on academic suspension. That means you're grounded until the Academy Board rules. Jim, the Board will rule in your favour ` most likely. Look, Jim, I've gotta go. Yeah. Yeah, you go. Be safe. Excuse me. Yeah. Yeah. Sorry. Damn it. Come with me. Uhura, USS Farragut. Petrovsky, USS Antares. Go to your stations and good luck. Bones, where are we going? You'll see. Commander, a word? Yes, Lieutenant? Was I not one of your top students? Indeed you were. And did I not, on multiple occasions, demonstrate an exceptional oral sensitivity and I quote, "an unparalleled ability to identify sonic anomalies "in subspace transmission tests"? Consistently, yes. While you're aware my desire is to serve on the USS Enterprise, I'm assigned to the Farragut? It was an attempt to avoid the appearance of favouritism. No. I'm assigned to the Enterprise. Yes, I believe you are. Thank you. What are you doing? A favour. I couldn't just leave you there looking all pathetic. I'll give you a vaccine against infection from Melvaran mud fleas. Agh! What for? To give you the symptoms. What are you talking about? You'll lose vision in your left eye. I already have. Oh, and you'll get a bad headache and a flop sweat. You call this a favour? Yeah, you owe me one. Kirk, James T. He is not cleared for duty aboard the Enterprise. Medical code states the treatment and transport of a patient is to be determined at the discretion of his physician ` me. I'm taking Mr Kirk aboard. Or would you like to explain to Captain Pike why Enterprise warped into a crisis without one of its senior medical officers? As you were. As you were. Come on. (GROANS) I might throw up on you. Jim, you've gotta look at this. Jim, look. What? Wow. We need to get you changed. I don't feel right. I feel like I'm leaking. It's that pointy-eared bastard. "(BEEPING)" Mr Spock. Captain. Engineering reports ready for launch. Thank you. The maiden voyage of our newest flagship deserves more pomp and circumstance than we can afford today. A christening will have to be our reward for a safe return. Carry on. All decks, prepare for immediate departure. Helm, thrusters. Moorings retracted. Dock control reports ready. Thrusters fired. Separating from space dock. The fleet's cleared space dock, Captain. All ships ready for warp. Set course for Vulcan. Aye-aye, Captain. Course laid in. Maximum warp. Punch it. Lieutenant, where's Helmsmen McKenna? He has lung worms, sir. He couldn't report to his post. I'm Hikaru Sulu. And you are a pilot, right? Very much so, sir. I'm, um, I'm not sure what's wrong here. Is the parking brake on? Um, no. I'll figure it out, I'm just - Have you disengaged the external inertial dampener? "(CONSOLE BEEPS)" Ready for warp, sir. Let's punch it. Where are we? Medical bay. This isn't worth it. Suffering's good for the soul. Hi! How are you? My mouth is itchy. Is that normal? Those symptoms won't last long. I'm going to give you a mild sedative. I wish I didn't know you. Don't be such an infant. Agh! Agh. How long is it supposed to...? Unbelievable. Engines at maximum warp, Captain. Russian whiz kid, what's your name? Chirpov? Ensign Chekov, Pavel Andreievich, sir. Fine. Chekov, Pavel Andreievich, begin ship-wide mission broadcast. Yes, sir. Happy to. "(BEEPING)" Ensign authorisation code 95 W-ictor W-ictor 2. "Authorisation not recognised." Ensign authorisation code 95 V-ictor V-ictor 2. "Access granted." May I have your attention, please? At 2200 hours, telemetry detected an anomaly in the Neutral Zone, what appeared to be a lightning storm in space. "Soon after, Starfleet received a distress signal from the Vulcan High Command "that their planet was experiencing seismic activity." "Our mission is to assess the condition of Vulcan and assist in evacuations if necessary." "We should be arriving at Vulcan within three minutes." "Thank you for your time." (BREATHES HEAVILY) Lightning storm. Ah, Jim, you're awake. How do you feel? (GROANS) Good God, man! What? Agh! What the hell's this? A reaction to the vaccine. Damn it. Nurse Chapel, I need 50CCs of cortisone. Yes, sir. "..appeared to be a lightning storm in space." Ugh! We've gotta stop the ship. Jim, I'm not kidding. You need to keep your heart rate down. Computer, locate crew member Uhura. I haven't seen a reaction this severe since medschool. We're flying into a trap! Damn it, Jim! Stand still. Agh! Stop it! Uhura. Uhura. Kirk, what are you doing here? Transmission from the Klingon prison- What's wrong with your hands? Who is responsible for the Klingon attack? (SLURS) Was the ship...? Was the ship, what? What's happening to my mouth? You got numb tongue? Numb tongue?! I can fix that. Was the ship, what? Romulan. What? Romulan. Romulan? Yeah. Yes. Yeah! Agh! Agh! Stop it! Nero, seven Federation ships are on their way. Jim! What's going on? Come back. Captain! Jim! Captain Pike! We have to stop the ship. Kirk, how did you get on board the Enterprise? He's under the influence of a severe reaction. He's delusional. Vulcan is not a experiencing a natural disaster. It's being attacked by Romulans. Romulans? I think you've had enough attention for one day. Take him to medical. Aye, Captain. That same anomaly - Kirk. Mr Kirk is not cleared to be aboard this vessel. I get it. I'd love to do it again with you soon. I can remove the cadet. Try it! This cadet is trying to save the bridge. By recommending a stop mid-warp during a rescue mission? It's not a rescue mission. It's an attack. Based on what facts? That same anomaly ` a lightning storm in space that we saw today ` also occurred on the day of my birth before a Romulan ship attacked the USS Kelvin. I read your dissertation. That ship, which had advanced weaponry, was never heard from again. The attack took place near Klingon space. At 2300 hours last night, there was an attack. 47 Klingon War Birds destroyed by Romulans, sir. It was reported that the Romulans were in one massive ship. And you know of this Klingon attack how? I intercepted and translated the message myself. Kirk's report is accurate. We're warping into a trap, sir. The Romulans are waiting for us. I promise you that. The cadet's logic is sound. Uhura is unmatched in xenolinguistics. We'd be wise to accept her conclusion. Scan Vulcan space. Check for any transmissions in Romulan. Sir, I'm not sure I can distinguish Romulan from Vulcan. What about you? Do you speak Romulan? Uhura. All dialects, sir. Uhura, relieve the lieutenant. Yes, sir. Hail the USS Truman. All the other ships are out of warp and have arrived at Vulcan, but we seem to have lost all contact. I pick up no Romulan transmission or transmission of any kind. It's because they're being attacked. Shields up. Red alert. (RED ALERT) Arrival at Vulcan in five seconds. Four. Three. Two. Emergency evasive. Running, sir. Bring main impulse up. Damage report. Deflector shields are holding. Engineering, report. Full reverse. Starboard 90 degrees. Drop down underneath them. Sir, there's another Federation ship. Destroy it. Fire torpedoes. Captain, they're locking torpedoes. Divert auxiliary power to shields. Sulu, status report. Shields at 32 percent. We can't take another hit like that. Get me Starfleet command. The Romulan ship has lowered a pulse device into the Vulcan atmosphere. It's blocking our communications and transporters. Prepare to fire all weapons. Weapons ready. Wait! Gohol, magnify! Yes, sir. Captain, we're being hailed. "Hello." I'm Captain Christopher Pike. To whom am I speaking? "Hi, Christopher. I'm Nero." You've declared war against the Federation. Withdraw. I'll arrange to meet with Romulan leadership at a neutral location. "I do not speak for the Empire. "We stand apart." "As does your Vulcan crew member. Isn't that right, Spock?" I do not believe that you and I are acquainted. "No, we're not." "Not yet. Spock, there's something I would like you to see." "Captain Pike, your transporter has been disabled." "As you can see by the rest of your armada, you have no choice." "You will man a shuttle. Come on board the Narada for negotiations." "That is all." He'll kill you. Your survival is unlikely. We gain nothing by diplomacy. Going over to that ship is a mistake. I too agree. You should rethink your strategy. I understand that. I need officers who've been trained in advanced hand-to-hand combat. I have training, sir. Come with me. Kirk, you too. You're not supposed to be here anyway. Chekov, you have the con. Aye, Captain. Prepare the red matter. Yes, sir. Without transporters, we can't beam off the ship. We can't assist Vulcan. We can't do our job. Mr Kirk, Mr Sulu, Engineer Olson will space-jump from the shuttle. You will land on that machine that's scrambling our gear. You'll get inside, disable it, then beam back to the ship. Mr Spock, I'm leaving you in command of the Enterprise. Once we have transport and communication back up, contact Starfleet, report what the hell's going on. If all else fails, fall back and rendezvous with the fleet. Kirk, I'm promoting you to First Officer. What? Captain? I apologise. The complexities of human pranks escape me. It's not a prank, Spock. And I'm not the captain ` you are. Let's go. Sir, after we knock out that drill, what happens to you? I guess you have to come and get me. Careful with the ship, Spock. She's brand new. Dr Puri, report. (COMM) "It's McCoy." Doctor Puri was on deck six. He's dead. You've inherited his responsibility as Chief Medical Officer. Tell me something I don't know. Shuttle 37, you're clear. (COMM) "Shuttle 89, USS Enterprise, you are clear." You've got the charges, right? Oh, yeah. I can't wait to kick some Romulan arse. Right? Yeah. Oh, yeah. (COMM) "You are clear for launch. Activate your shields now." So, what kind of combat training do you have? Fencing. Pre-jump. "Shuttle commander, you are clear from USS Enterprise." "We're approaching the drop zone." "You have one shot to land on that platform." "They may have defences, so pull your chute as late as possible." Three, two, one. "The Enterprise can't beam you back until you turn off that drill." Good luck. (BREATHING HEAVILY) Away team is entering the atmosphere, sir. 20,000 metres. (BREATHING HEAVILY) Aagghh! Approaching the platform at 5,800 metres. "Kirk to Enterprise." Distance to target, 5,000 metres. 4,600 metres from the platform. "4,500 metres to target." 4,000 metres. "3,000 metres." 3,000 metres. 2,000 metres. Pull the chute! 2,000 metres. Come on, pull your chute, Olson! No, not yet. Not yet. 1,500 metres! Open your chute! (LAUGHS) Olson, pull your chute! 1,000 metres! (YELLS) (YELLS) (SCREAMS) Olson! Olson is gone, sir. (GRUNTS) (YELLS) (YELLS) (GROANS) (GRUNTS) Kirk has landed, sir. (GROANS) (YELLS) (YELLS) (GROANS) (YELLS) (YELLS) Gimme your hand. Come on. Olson had the charges. I know. What do we do? This. The jamming signal's gone. Transport abilities are re-established. Transporter control is reengaged, sir. Run gravitational sensors. I wanna know what they're doing to the planet. Aye, Commander. Captain. (ALARM BLARES) The drill's been sabotaged, but we have reached the planet's core. Launch the red matter. Kirk to Enterprise. They just launched something at the planet through the hole they drilled. (COMM) "Do you copy, Enterprise?" Yes, sir. Analysing now. Captain, gravitational sensors are off the scale. If my calculations are correct, they're creating a singularity... ..that will consume the planet. They're creating a black hole at the centre of Vulcan? Yes, sir. How long does the planet have? Minutes, sir. Minutes. Alert Vulcan Command Centre to signal an evacuation. Wait. Maintain standard orbit. Where are you going? To Vulcan High Council. They protect our cultural history. My parents are among them. Can't you beam them out? That is impossible. I must get them myself. Chekov, you have the con. Aye. Aye-aye-aye. "Kirk to Enterprise." Beam us out of here. Stand by. Locking on your signal. Retract the drill. Let's move out. Yes, sir. Pull it up. (COMM) "I can't lock on to them. Don't move. Don't move!" Kirk! Sulu! Sulu! Hold on! I gotcha. Now, pull my chute. Kirk to Enterprise! We're falling without a chute! Beam us up! I can't lock onto your signal. You're moving too fast. I can do that. I can do that! Take the con. Aye, sir. The black hole's expanding. We won't reach minimum safe distance if we don't leave. Move! Move! Move! Move! Move! I can do that. I can do that. Move, move! Give me manual control. I can lock on. "Beam us up!" Enterprise, where are you? Hold on. Hold on! Hold on! "Now! Now! Now!" Do it now! Now! Now! Now! "OK, OK, OK!" Hold on. Hold on. Compensating gravitational pull. And... (YELLING) Gotcha. (SPEAKS RUSSIAN) (BOTH GROAN) Thanks. No problem. Clear the pad. I'm beaming to the surface. The surface of what? Wait, you're going down there? Are you nuts? Spock, you can't do that. Energise. Spock?! # One of them said, 'Larz, you a teen heart-throb ` Bro. It's Pamela. SMOOTH MUSIC (SLURPS) # You know we get down with all the cyber moms. # One of them told me I was hot right now like Tiger Balm. # One of them said, 'Larz, you a teen heart-throb ` # 'make my baby faint; make a tween's heart stop.' # (GRUNTS, RETCHES) Ewww. He's a bit of a grossie, eh? (CHUCKLES SOFTLY) < (GRUNTS) Is that your friend? Him? (CHUCKLES) Nah. < (RETCHES) Ooh. Your kids use as much data as you do. So if you're tired of topping up their prepay, just add Red Share to your Red+ mobile plan and keep them connected with data to share and unlimited talk and TXT. 1 1 1 Spock? The planet has only seconds left. We must evacuate. Mother, now. (YELLS) (SCREAMS) (YELLS) Spock to Enterprise. Get us out now. Locking. Don't move. Stay right where you are. Transport in five, four, three, two... (SCREAMS) Mother! I'm losing her! I'm losing her! (ALARM BLARES) I've lost her! I've lost her. 'Acting Captain's log, stardate 2258.42.' 'We have had no word from Captain Pike.' 'I have therefore classified him a hostage of the war criminal, Nero.' 'Nero, who has destroyed my home planet and most of its six billion inhabitants.' 'While the essence of our culture has been saved in the elders who now reside upon this ship, 'I estimate no more than 10,000 have survived.' 'I am now a member of an endangered species.' I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. What do you need? Tell me. Tell me. "(TURBOLIFT CONTROLS BEEP)" I need everyone... ..to continue performing admirably. OK. You must have a lot of questions for me. I only have one for you. I need the subspace frequencies of Starfleet's border protection grids. Specifically those surrounding Earth. Christopher, answer my question. No, you answer for the genocide you just committed. No, I prevented genocide. In my time, where I come from, this is a simple mining vessel. I chose a life of honest labour,... ..to provide for myself and the wife who was expecting my child. I was off-planet doing my job while your Federation did nothing and allowed my people to burn while their planet broke in half. And Spock, he didn't help us. He betrayed us. No, you're confused. You've been misinformed. Romulus hasn't been destroyed. It's out there. You're blaming us for something that hasn't happened. It has! I watched it happen! I saw it happen! Don't tell me it didn't happen! And when I lost her, I promised myself retribution. And for 25 years, I planned my revenge against the Federation and forgot what it was like to live a normal life. But I did not forget the pain. It's a pain that every surviving Vulcan now shares. My purpose, Christopher, is to not simply avoid the destruction of the home that I love, but to create a Romulus that exists free of the Federation. You see, only then will she be truly saved. That is why I will destroy all the remaining Federation planets,... ..starting with yours. Then we have nothing left to discuss. You will give me the frequencies to disable Earth's defences. Centaurian slugs. They latch on to your brain stem... ..and release a toxin that will force you to answer. Frequencies please, sir. Christopher Pike, captain, USS Enterprise. As you wish. (YELLS) (YELLS) Have you confirmed that Nero is headed for Earth? Their trajectory suggests no other destination, Captain. Thank you, Lieutenant. Earth may be his next stop, but we must assume every Federation planet's a target. Out of the chair. If the Federation is the target, why didn't they destroy us? Why waste a weapon? We obviously weren't a threat. That is not it. He wanted me to see the destruction of my home planet. How'd they do that? Where did the Romulans get that kind of weaponry? The engineering necessary to artificially create a black hole may suggest an answer. Such technology could theoretically create a tunnel through space-time. Damn it, I'm a doctor, not a physicist. Are you suggesting they're from the future? If you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth. How poetic. What would an angry future Romulan want with Pike? He does know details of Starfleet's defences. We need to catch that ship, disable it, take it over and get Pike back. We are outmatched in every way. A rescue attempt would be illogical. Nero's ship would have to drop out of warp. What about assigning engineering crews to boost our warp? Remaining power and crew are being used to repair radiation leaks. OK. Without it... There's got to be some way. We must gather with the rest of Starfleet to balance the terms of the next engagement. There won't be a next engagement. By the time we've gathered, it'll be too late. You say he's from the future and knows what's gonna happen. Then the logical thing is to be unpredictable. You're assuming Nero knows how events are predicted to unfold. Nero's presence has altered history, beginning with the attack on the USS Kelvin, culminating today, thereby creating a new chain of incidents that cannot be anticipated. An alternate reality. Precisely. Whatever our lives might have been, if the time continuum was disrupted, our destinies have changed. Mr Sulu, plot a course for the Laurentian system. Don't do that. Running back to the rest of the fleet for a confab is a waste - These are the orders issued by Captain Pike when he left. He also ordered us to go and get him. Spock, you are captain - I am aware of my responsibilities. Nero's getting closer to his target. That is why I'm instructing you - I will not allow us to go backwards! (ALL SHOUT) ..instead of hunting Nero down. Security, escort him out. Hey! No, Jim! Get him off this ship. Agh! (GROANS) Computer, where am I? (COMPUTER) "Location, Delta Vega." "Class M planet. Unsafe." "There is a Starfleet outpost 14 kilometres to the north-west." "Remain in your pod." Oh, you've gotta be kidding me. (ALARM BLARES) "(COMMUNICATOR BEEPS)" Stardate 2258.42. For, um, for... Whatever. Acting Captain Spock has marooned me on Delta Vega in what I believe to be a violation of security protocol 49.09, governing the treatment of prisoners aboard a starship... (CREATURE ROARS) (CREATURE ROARS) (YELLS) (CREATURE ROARS) Agh! (CREATURE ROARS) (YELLS) (CREATURE ROARS) (YELLS) (YELLS) (CREATURE ROARS) (CREATURE CONTINUES TO ROAR) (YELLS) (YELLS) (YELLS) Ugh! (CREATURE ROARS) (YELLS) (YELLS / MOANS) (CREATURE ROARS) (YELLS) (YELLS) Agh! Whoa! (CREATURE ROARS) (YELLS) (BREATHES HEAVILY) James T Kirk. Excuse me? How did you find me? Whoa, whoa, whoa. How do you know my name? I have been and always shall be your friend. Wait... (CHUCKLES) Oh, look, um, I don't know you. I am Spock. Bullshit. It is remarkably pleasing to see you again, old friend. Especially after the events of today. Sir, I appreciate what you did for me today, but if you were Spock, you'd know we're not friends at all. You hate me. You marooned me here for mutiny. Mutiny? Yes. You are not the captain? No, no. Um, you're the captain. Pike was taken hostage. By Nero? What do you know about him? He is a particularly troubled Romulan. Please. Allow me. It will be easier. Whoa, whoa. What are you doing? Our minds, one and together. 129 years from now, a star will explode and threaten to destroy the galaxy. 'That is where I'm from, Jim.' (ECHOES) 'The future.' 'A star went supernova,... '..consuming everything in its path.' 'I promised the Romulans that I would save their planet.' 'We outfitted our fastest ship.' 'Using red matter, I would create a black hole which would absorb the exploding star.' 'I was en route when the unthinkable happened.' 'The supernova destroyed Romulus.' 'I had little time.' 'I had to extract the red matter and shoot it into the supernova.' 'As I began my return trip, I was intercepted.' 'He called himself Nero.' "Nero, last of the Romulan Empire." 'In my attempt to escape, both of us were pulled into the black hole.' 'Nero went through first. He was the first to arrive.' 'Nero and his crew spent the next 25 years awaiting my arrival.' 'But what was years for Nero... '..was only seconds for me.' 'I went through the black hole.' 'Nero was waiting for me.' (ECHOES) '..was waiting for me.' 'He held me responsible for the loss of his world.' 'He captured my vessel and spared my life... for one reason ` so that I would know his pain.' 'He beamed me here so that I could observe his vengeance.' 'As he was helpless to save his planet, I would be helpless to save mine.' 'Billions of lives lost because of me, Jim.' 'Because I failed.' (GASPS) Forgive me. Emotional transference is an effect of the mind-meld. (GASPS) So you do feel. Yes. Going back in time, you changed all our lives. Jim,... we must go. There is a Starfleet outpost not far from here. Wait. Where you came from,... ..did I know my father? Yes. You often spoke of him as your inspiration for joining Starfleet. He proudly lived to see you become captain of the Enterprise. Captain? A ship we must return you to as soon as possible. Warp three, sir. Course 151 mark 2. Laurentian system, sir. Thank you, gentlemen. You wanted to see me? Yes, Doctor. I am aware that James Kirk is a friend of yours. I recognise that supporting me as you did must have been difficult. Is that a thank you? I am simply acknowledging your difficulties. Permission to speak freely, sir. I welcome it. Do you? OK, then. Are you out of your Vulcan mind? Are you making a logical choice sending Kirk away? Probably. But the right one? Back home, we've got a saying. If you ride in the Kentucky Derby, don't leave your prize stallion in the stable. A curious metaphor, as a stallion must first be broken before it can reach its potential. My God, man. You could at least act like it was a hard decision. I intend to re-establish communication with Starfleet. However, if crew morale is better served by my roaming the halls weeping, I will gladly defer to your medical expertise. Excuse me. (MUTTERS) Green-blooded hobgoblin! Agh! Ogh. Ah. (SPEAKS ALIEN LANGUAGE) Hello! (CLATTERING) What? You realise how unacceptable this is? Fascinating. What? I'm sure you're just doing your job, but could you not come sooner? Six months I've been here, living off Starfleet protein nibs. And I know exactly what's going on here. Punishment, isn't it? For something that was clearly an accident. You are Montgomery Scott. You know him? Aye. You're in the right place. Unless there's another hard-working, starved Starfleet officer. Me! Shut up. You don't eat anything. You can eat a bean and you're done. I'm talking about food. But you're here now. Thank you. Where is it? You are the Mr Scott who postulated the theory of transwarp beaming? That's what I'm talking about! How d'you think I wound up here? I had a debate with my instructor on the issue of relativistic physics and how it pertains to subspace travel. He seemed to think that the range of transporting a grapefruit was limited to about 100 miles. I told him I could not only beam a grapefruit from one planet to the adjacent planet, which is easy, I could do it with a life form. So I tested it on Admiral Archer's prize beagle. I know that dog. What happened to it? I'll tell you when it reappears. I don't know. I do feel guilty about that. What if I told you that your transwarp theory was correct, that it is possible to beam on to a ship travelling at warp speed? I'd have heard about it. You haven't heard of it because you haven't discovered it yet. I'm sor... What? Are you from the future? Yeah, he is. I'm not. That's brilliant. Do they still have sandwiches there? Well, she's a wee bit dodgy. Shield emitters are totally banjaxed, as well as a few other things. On you go. So, the Enterprise has had its maiden voyage, has it? She is one well-endowed lady. I'd like to get my hands on her nacelles, if you'll pardon the engineering parlance. Except the thing is, even if I believed you, where you're from, what I've done, which I don't, by the way, you're talking about beaming aboard the Enterprise while she's travelling faster than light... Get off there! It's not a climbing frame. The notion of transwarp beaming is like trying to hit a bullet with a smaller bullet whilst wearing a blindfold, riding a horse. What's that? Your equation for achieving transwarp beaming. "(BEEPING)" Get out of it. Ah! Imagine that. It never occurred to me to think of space as the thing that was moving. You're coming with us, right? No, Jim, that is not my destiny. Your dest... He... The other Spock is not gonna believe me. Only you - Under no circumstances can he be made aware of my existence. You must promise me this. I can't tell you I'm following your own orders? Why not? What happens? Jim, this is one rule you cannot break. To stop Nero, you alone must take command of your ship. How? Over your dead body? Preferably not. However, there is Starfleet Regulation 619. 619 states that any command officer who is emotionally compromised by the mission at hand must resign said command. So you're saying that I have to emotionally compromise you... guys? Jim, I just lost my planet. I can tell you, I am emotionally compromised. What you must do is get me to show it. Aye, then, laddie. Live or die. Let's get this over with. Go on. You cannot come with me. Go on. Coming back in time, changing history, that's cheating. A trick I learned from an old friend. Live long and prosper. (WHIMPERS) Mr Scott? '(THUDDING)' '(THUDDING)' Mr Scott, can you hear me? (BUBBLING) Um... Um... Hold on a second. Oh, no. Don't worry! I'll... (MUFFLED SHOUTING) Whoa! No. No! (COMPUTER) "Turbine release valve activated." (YELLS) You alright? You alright? (COUGHS) My head's buzzing and I'm soaked, but otherwise I'm fine. Captain Spock, detecting unauthorised access to water turbine control board. Bring up the video. Security, seal the engineering deck. We have intruders in section three. Set phasers to stun. Halt! Whoa! Come with me,... cupcake! Who are you? I'm with him. He's with me. We are travelling at warp speed. How did you beam aboard this ship? You're the genius. You figure it out. I order you to answer the question. Well, I'm not telling, Acting Captain. What, did...? What, that doesn't frustrate you, my lack of cooperation? That doesn't make you angry? Are you a member of Starfleet? Um, yes. Can I get a towel? Under penalty of court martial, I order you to explain how you were able to beam aboard while moving at warp. Well... Don't answer him. You will answer me. I'd rather not take sides. What is it with you, Spock? Hmm? Your planet was just destroyed, your mother murdered, and you're not even upset. If you presume these experiences impede my ability to command this ship, you're mistaken. Yet you were the one who said fear was necessary for command. Did you see his ship? Did you see what he did? Yes, of course I did. So, are you afraid, or aren't you? I will not allow you to lecture me about emotion. Stop me. Step away from me, Mr Kirk. What is it like not to feel anger? Or heartbreak? Or the need to avenge the death of the woman who gave birth to you? Back away from me. You feel nothing! It must not even compute for you. You never loved her! (YELLS) (CHOKES) (CONTINUES TO CHOKE) Spock. (GASPS / COUGHS) Doctor, I am no longer fit for duty. I hereby relinquish my command, based on the fact that I have been emotionally compromised. Please note the time and date in the ship's log. I like this ship. You know, it's exciting. Well, congratulations, Jim (!) Now we've got no captain and no first officer to replace him. Yeah, we do. What? Pike made him first officer. You've gotta be kidding me. Thanks for the support (!) I sure hope you know what you're doing,... Captain. So do I. "(COMM BEEPS)" Attention, crew of the Enterprise, this is James Kirk. "Mr Spock has resigned commission and advanced me to acting captain." "I know you were all expecting to regroup with the fleet, "but I'm ordering a pursuit course of the enemy ship to Earth." "I want all departments at battle stations in ten minutes." Either we're going down... or they are. Kirk out. "(COMM BEEPS)" Speak your mind, Spock. That would be unwise. What is necessary is never unwise. I am as conflicted as I once was as a child. You will always be a child of two worlds. I am grateful for this. And for you. I feel anger for the one who took Mother's life. An anger I cannot control. I believe, as she would say,... ..do not try to. You asked me once why I married your mother. I married her because I loved her. We need to get aboard Nero's ship undetected. You can't go in there guns blazing. I'm telling you - Captain Kirk! Yes, Chekov, what is it? Based on the Narada's course from Vulcan, I have projected that Nero will travel past Saturn. We need to stay invisible to Nero or he'll destroy us. If Mr Scott can get us to warp factor four and if we drop out of warp behind one of Saturn's moons, say Titan, the magnetic distortion from the planet's rings will make us invisible to Nero's sensors. As long as the drill is not activated, we can beam aboard the enemy ship. Aye, that might work. Wait a minute, kid. How old are you? 17, sir. Oh. Oh, good, he's 17. Doctor. Mr Chekov is correct. I can confirm his telemetry. If Mr Sulu is able to manoeuvre us, I can beam aboard Nero's ship, steal back the device and bring back Captain Pike. I won't allow you to do that, Mr Spock. Romulans and Vulcans share a common ancestry. Our cultural similarities will make it easier for me to access the ship's computer to locate the device. My mother was human, which makes Earth the only home I have left. Then I'm coming with you. I would cite regulation, but I know you will simply ignore it. See? We are getting to know each other. Prepare the drill. All stop in three,... ..two,... one. Gimme one-quarter impulse burst for five seconds. I'll do the rest with thrusters. On my mark. Aye. Fire. Transporter room, we are in position above Titan. Really? Fine job, Mr Sulu. Well done. How are we, Scotty? Unbelievably, sir, the ship is in position. "(CONTROLS BEEP)" Whatever happens, Sulu, if you think you have the tactical advantage, you fire on that ship, even if we're still on board. That's an order. "(COMM BEEPS)" Yes, sir. "We'll contact the Enterprise when we're ready to be beamed back." Good luck. I will be back. You better be. I'll be monitoring your frequency. Thank you, Nyota. So her first name's Nyota? I have no comment on the matter. If there's any common sense in the design of the enemy's ship, I'll be putting you in the cargo bay. Shouldn't be a soul in sight. Energise. (SHOUT IN ROMULAN) We have Starfleet officers aboard the ship. One of them is Vulcan. No. Ayel! I'll cover you. Are you certain? Yeah, I gotcha. Do you know where it is, the black hole device? And Captain Pike. (SHOUTING) Move! They have activated the drill. Communication and transport are inoperative. We won't be able to beam them back. Kirk and Spock are on their own now. I foresee a complication. The design of this ship is far more advanced than I have anticipated. "Voice-print and face-recognition analysis enabled." "Welcome back, Ambassador Spock." Wow, that's weird. Computer, what is your manufacturing origin? "Stardate 2387. Commissioned by the Vulcan Science Academy." It appears you have been keeping important information from me. You'll be able to fly this thing, right? Something tells me I already have. Good luck. Jim. The likelihood that our plan will succeed is less than 4.3 percent. It'll work. In the event that I don't return, tell Uhura... Spock, it'll work. Fascinating. "(BEEPING)" "Start-up sequence initiated." Nero, order your men to disable the drill or I will - Agh! I know your face from Earth's history. (GROANS) (GRUNTS) (GROANS) James T Kirk was considered to be a great man. He captained the USS Enterprise. But that was another life ` a life I will deprive you of, just like I did your father. "Captain Nero. The Vulcan ship's been taken." "The drill has been destroyed." Spock! Spock! "(ROMULAN COMMUNICATION CHATTER)" Open a channel. Yes, sir. Spock, I knew I should have killed you when I had the chance. I confiscate this illegally obatained ship and order you to surrender your vessel. "No terms." That ship,... take it out. If you ignite the red matter - I want Spock dead now! He went to warp. Go after him. Yes, sir. (GROANS) (GRUNTS) Your species is even weaker than I expected. (GRUNTS) You can't even speak. (GRUNTS) What? I got your gun. (GUN BLAST) (GRUNTS) (GROANS) "(VIEWSCREEN BEEPS)" What's he doing? "Ambassador Spock, you are on a collision course." Fire everything! "Incoming missiles. If the ship is hit, the red matter will be ignited." Understood. Captain, I've picked up another ship. What are you doing here? Just following orders. (SHOUTING) OK. Enterprise, now! Nice timing, Scotty. (LAUGHS) I've never beamed three people from two targets onto one pad before! Jim. Bones. I've got him. Captain, the enemy ship is losing power. Their shields are down. Hail them now. Aye. (ALARM BLARES) This is Captain James T Kirk of the USS Enterprise. Your ship is compromised. You're too close to the singularity to survive without assistance, which we are willing to provide. Captain, what are you doing? Showing compassion may be the only way to earn peace with Romulus. It's logic. Thought you'd like that. No, not really. Not this time. "I would rather suffer the end of Romulus a thousand times." "I would rather die in agony than accept assistance from you." You got it. Arm phasers. Fire everything we've got. Yes, sir. (ALARM BLARES) Sulu, let's go home. Yes, sir. Why aren't we at warp? We are, sir. Get us out of here, Scotty. You bet your arse, Captain. We're caught in the gravity well! Go to maximum warp. Push it! I'm giving it all she's got, Captain! All she's got isn't good enough. "What else you got?" OK, if we eject the core and detonate, the blast could be enough to push us away. I can't promise anything. Do it! Do it! Do it! Clear the area. Go! Yes, sir. "(BEEPING)" (ALL GROAN) (RED ALERT) (CHUCKLES) (CHUCKLES) Father? I am not our father. There are so few Vulcans left, we cannot afford to ignore each other. Then why did you send Kirk, when you could have explained the truth? Because you needed each other. I could not deprive you of the revelation of all you could accomplish together, of a friendship that will define you both in ways you cannot yet realise. How did you persuade him to keep your secret? He inferred that universe-ending paradoxes would ensue should he break his promise. You lied? Oh, I... I implied. A gamble? An act of faith. One I hope you'll repeat in the future at Starfleet. In the face of extinction, it is logical I resign my Starfleet commission and help rebuild our race. And yet you can be in two places at once. I urge you to remain in Starfleet. I've already located a suitable planet on which to establish a Vulcan colony. Spock, in this case, do yourself a favour. Put aside logic. Do what feels right. Since my customary farewell would appear oddly self-serving, I shall simply say good luck. This assembly calls Captain James Tiberius Kirk. Your inspirational valour and supreme dedication to your comrades is in keeping with the highest traditions of service and reflect utmost credit to yourself, your crew and the Federation. It is my honour to award you with this commendation. By Starfleet order 28455, you are hereby directed to report to Admiral Pike, USS Enterprise, for duty as his relief. I relieve you, sir. I am relieved. Thank you, sir. Congratulations, Captain. Your father would be proud of you. (APPLAUSE) Thrusters on full. Manoeuvring thrusters and impulse engines at your command, sir. Weapon systems and shields on standby. Dock control reports ready, Captain. Bones,... buckle up. "(COMM BEEPS)" Scotty, how we doin'? Dilithium chambers at maximum, Captain. Get down! Mr Sulu, prepare to engage thrusters. Permission to come aboard, Captain. Permission granted. As you have yet to select a first officer, respectfully, I would like to submit my candidacy. Should you desire, I can provide character references. It would be my honour, Commander. Manoeuvring thrusters, Mr Sulu. Thrusters on standby. Take us out. Aye-aye, Captain. 'Space, the final frontier.' 'These are the voyages of the Starship Enterprise.' 'Her ongoing mission ` to explore strange new worlds, 'to seek out new life forms and new civilisations, 'to boldly go where no one has gone before.' # "Star Trek Theme" - Alexander Courage IMS Subtitles www.able.co.nz Captions were made possible with funding from NZ On Air. Able 2017