SCOTT: The ceremony will be carried on all viewing
MCCOY: There was a call for you from the Bridge.
KIRK: Kirk here.
SPOCK [OC]: Still no answer from Earth Outpost number two, Captain, and
now number three's gone silent.
KIRK: Maintain course to outpost four. Keep me informed. Kirk out.
(At the door, a young lady in gold uniform and a pretty head-dress
takes Scott's arm and is escorted into the room, to the strains of
'Here Comes The Bride'. Kirk goes to the rostrum.)
KIRK: Since the days of the first wooden vessels, all shipmasters have
had one happy privilege. That of uniting two people in the bonds of
matrimony. We are gathered here today with you, Angela Martine, and
you, Robert Tomlinson, in the sight of your fellows, in accordance with
our laws and our many beliefs so that you may pledge your
SULU [OC]: Alert! Alert! All decks alert! Alert! Alert! Captain to the
Bridge. All decks alert.
KIRK: Kirk here.
SPOCK [OC]: Earth Outpost four reports they're under attack. A space
vessel, identity unknown.
KIRK: Full ahead. All decks, condition red.
SULU [OC]: All decks, condition red. All decks,
Captain's Log, stardate 1709.2. Patrolling outposts
guarding the neutral zone between planets Romulus and Remus and the
rest of the galaxy, received emergency call from outpost 4. The U.S.S.
Enterprise is moving to investigate and assist.
UHURA: Outpost 4 reported under attack, sir. Then
SPOCK: Verified, Captain.
SULU: Our speed is now maximum, sir.
STILES: Position, eight minutes from Outpost four at this velocity,
SCOTT: I've talked to my engine room, sir. We'll get more speed out of
KIRK: Did Outpost 4 give anything at all on the attacking vessel,
UHURA: No identification, sir.
STILES: There can't be much doubt who's attacking, sir.
KIRK: Mister Spock, put this star sector on our screen. Now show our
position. Signal this to all decks, Lieutenant.
UHURA: All decks standing by, sir.
KIRK [OC]: This is the Captain speaking. In our
next action, we can risk neither miscalculation nor error
KIRK: By any man aboard. Listen carefully. Science
SPOCK: Referring to the map on your screens, you will note beyond the
moving position of our vessel, a line of Earth outpost stations.
Constructed on asteroids, they monitor the Neutral Zone established by
treaty after the Earth-Romulan conflict a century ago.
SPOCK [OC]: As you may recall from your histories,
this conflict was fought,
SPOCK [OC]: By our standards today, with primitive
atomic weapons and in primitive space vessels
SPOCK: Which allowed no quarter, no captives. Nor
was there even ship-to-ship visual communication. Therefore, no human,
Romulan, or ally has ever seen the other. Earth believes the Romulans
to be warlike, cruel, treacherous, and only the Romulans know what they
think of Earth. The treaty, set by sub-space radio, established this
Neutral Zone, entry into which by either side, would constitute an act
of war. The treaty has been unbroken since that time. Captain.
KIRK: What you do not know and must be told is that my command orders
on this subject are precise and inviolable. No act, no provocation
KIRK [OC]: Will be considered sufficient reason to
violate the zone. We may defend ourselves,
KIRK [OC]: But if necessary to avoid interspace
KIRK: Both these outposts and this vessel will be
considered expendable. Captain out.
STILES: We know Outpost four has been attacked, sir, so if we intercept
KIRK: After a whole century, what will a Romulan ship look like, Mister
Stiles? I doubt they'll radio and identify themselves.
STILES: You'll know, sir. They're painted like a giant bird-of-prey.
KIRK: I had no idea that history was your specialty.
STILES: Family history. There was a Captain Stiles was in the space
service then. Two Commanders and several junior officers. All lost in
that war, sir.
KIRK: Their war, Mister Stiles. Not yours. Don't forget it.
STILES: Yes, sir.
SPOCK: Outpost two coming into sensor range, Captain.
KIRK: Outpost 2 was the first to go silent, Lieutenant?
UHURA: Yes, Captain, then Outpost three an hour later.
SPOCK: Sweeping the area of Outpost two. Sensor reading indefinite.
Double-checking Outpost three. I read dust and debris. Both Earth
and the asteroids they were constructed on, pulverised.
KIRK: Open a channel to our nearest command base. Quarter hour reports
on our position and status.
UHURA: Yes, sir.
KIRK: Call battle stations, Mister Sulu.
SULU: Battle stations. All hands to battle stations. Battle stations.
Battle stations. All decks acknowledge. All decks acknowledge, sir. All
stations show green.
KIRK: Energise main phasers, Mister Styles. All weapons to full power.
STILES: All weapons to full power. Phaser control room.
STILES [OC]: Energise. Acknowledge.
ANGELA: (the bride) Phaser control acknowledging. All weapons
energising to full.
ROBERT: (the groom) Happy wedding day, almost.
ANGELA: You won't get off my hook this easily. I'm going to marry you,
Mister, battle or phaser weapons notwithstanding.
ROBERT: Well, meanwhile, temporarily at least, I am still your superior
officer. So get with it, Mister.
TEC 1: Port weapons show ready.
TEC 2: Starboard and midship weapons show ready.
ANGELA: Acknowledge. All weapons batteries ready.
STILES: Outpost four now five minutes away, sir.
SPOCK: And showing on my sensors, Captain. At least it's still there.
UHURA: Sir, regaining contact with Outpost four. Switching to speakers.
HANSEN [OC]: Outpost four. Do you read me, Enterprise? This is
KIRK: Kirk here. We're minutes away, Hansen. What's your status?
HANSEN [OC]: Outposts two, three, and eight are gone. Unknown weapon.
Completely destroyed, even though we were alerted. Had our deflector
shield on maximum. Hit by enormous power. First attack blew our
deflector shield. If they hit us again with our deflector shield gone.
Do you read me, Enterprise?
KIRK: Confirm what hit you, Hansen. What vessel? Identity?
HANSEN [OC]: Space vessel, only glimpse of.
KIRK: Can you locate the intruder for us?
HANSEN [OC]: Negative. It seems to have disappeared somehow. I have you
on my screen now. Switching to visual.
KIRK: Tie us in.
UHURA: Tied in, sir.
(The viewscreen shows a man in a wrecked room, surrounded by fires)
HANSEN [on viewscreen]: Enterprise, can you see it? My command post
here. We're a mile deep on an asteroid. Almost solid iron. And even
through our deflectors, it did this. Can you see?
KIRK: Affirmative. You're visual, Hansen. What do you have on the
HANSEN [on viewscreen]: No identification. No answer to our challenge.
Only a glimpse of it. Then they fired something at us, some form of
Fantastic power. And then the whole vessel disappeared. But it's out
there somewhere. Our sensors show that much. Enterprise, something
coming on our viewing screen, coming at us fast.
KIRK: Lock us onto your screen.
HANSEN [on viewscreen]: Switching. Can you see it, Enterprise? Can you
see it? It's becoming visible in the centre of my screen.
(A ship appears from nowhere on the screen)
KIRK: Do you have phaser capacity? We're still out of range.
HANSEN: Negative. Phasers gone. Weapons crew dead.
KIRK: Make a challenge. Warn that ship off.
UHURA: Trying to, sir. They don't acknowledge.
(The alien ship fires a big red plasma ball, and the viewscreen
switches to Hansen as the outpost is hit, then just bright light. Back
to the attacking ship, which then vanishes.)
SPOCK: Outpost four disintegrated, Captain.
KIRK: Position of the intruder, Mister Spock.
SPOCK: Disappeared. Interesting how they became visible for just a
KIRK: When they opened fire. Perhaps necessary when they use their
weapon. SPOCK: I have a blip on the motion sensor. Could be the
KIRK: Go to full magnification.
SULU: Screen is on full mag, sir.
KIRK: I don't see anything. I can't understand it.
SPOCK: Invisibility is theoretically possible, Captain, with selective
bending of light. But the power cost is enormous.
They may have solved that problem.
UHURA: Continuing to challenge, sir. Still no response.
KIRK: Discontinue. Contact remaining outposts. Have them signal us any
sightings or sensor readings in their area.
UHURA: Yes, sir.
SPOCK: Blip has changed its heading. And in a very leisurely manoeuvre.
They may not be aware of us.
KIRK: Their invisibility screen may work both ways. With that kind of
power consumption, they may not be able to see us.
SPOCK: His heading is now one eleven mark fourteen. The exact heading a
Romulan would take, Jim, for the Neutral Zone and home.
KIRK: Parallel course.
STILES: Don't you mean interception course, sir?
KIRK: Negative. You and Mister Sulu will match its course and speed
with the object on our sensors exactly, move for move. If he has
sensors, I want him to think we're a reflection, an echo. Under no
circumstances are you to cross into the Neutral Zone without my direct
SULU: Acknowledged, sir.
KIRK: Cancel battle stations. All decks, standby alert.
SULU: Cancel battle stations.
STILES: Captain, may I respectfully remind the Captain what has
happened? The Romulans have crossed the Neutral Zone, attacked our
outposts, killed our men.
KIRK: Mister Stiles.
STILES: Add to that the fact it was a sneak attack.
KIRK: Mister Stiles, are you questioning my orders?
STILES: Negative, sir. I'm pointing our that we could have Romulan
spies aboard this ship.
SULU: I agree, sir. Respectfully recommend all decks maintain security
KIRK: Very well. All decks, security alert.
SULU: Security alert, sir.
UHURA: Picking up communication. It's from their ship.
KIRK: Pipe it in.
UHURA: Sounds like code, sir.
SPOCK: I have a fix on it, Captain. I believe I can lock on it, get a
picture of their Bridge.
KIRK: Put it on the screen.
(Up shimmers an image of a group of four humanoids around a console.
One leaves his post and salutes the figure with his back to us. That
figure then turns, and we see someone who looks just like - a Vulcan.
Both Spock's eyebrows hit the ceiling. There's a long silence and a lot
UHURA: Cryptography is working on it, sir.
STILES: Give it to Spock.
KIRK: I didn't quite get that, Mister Stiles.
STILES: Nothing, sir.
KIRK: Repeat it.
STILES: I was suggesting that Mister Spock could probably translate it
for you, sir.
KIRK: I assume you're complimenting Mister Spock on his ability to
STILES: I'm not sure, sir.
KIRK: Well, here's one thing you can be sure of, Mister. Leave any
bigotry in your quarters. There's no room for it on the Bridge. Do I
make myself clear?
STILES: You do, sir.
UHURA: Transmission has been cut off. (to Spock) I made a tape of it,
SPOCK: Very well. (runs the tape through his computer)
SULU: Something visual ahead, Captain, at extreme range. He's changing
KIRK: Stay with him, helm.
SULU: Turning, sir.
(We're given a lovely shot of the bird painted on
COMMANDER: We grow visible. Attend the cloaking system.
ROMULAN: It consumes much power, Commander. With no enemy to concern
COMMANDER: That Earth outpost called to an Earth vessel. Now it follows
ROMULAN: Which neither retreats nor grows nearer. It turns as we turn.
Commander, it is our judgment we run from a reflection.
COMMANDER: Perhaps so, but my judgment prevails.
ROMULAN: Cloaking system on, sir.
COMMANDER: It is good we approach the Neutral Zone. Not too soon for me
to see the stars of home. I know they are following.
CENTURION: (an older man) If an Earth ship, why does he not attack?
COMMANDER: First study the enemy, seek weakness. If I were their
commander, that is what I would do.
DECIUS: My Commander sent for Decius.
COMMANDER: A message was dispatched. You've broken the rule of silence.
DECIUS: Only in code, Commander. To inform our Praetor of this glorious
COMMANDER: Your carelessness might have ended this glorious mission.
You're reduced two steps in rank. Return to post.
CENTURION: Take care, Commander. He has friends, and friends of his
kind mean power. And power is danger.
COMMANDER: Danger and I are old companions.
CENTURION: We've seen a hundred campaigns together, and still I do not
COMMANDER: I think you do. No need to tell you what happens when we
reach home with proof of the Earthmen's weakness. And we will have
proof. The Earth commander will follow. He must. When he attacks, we
will destroy him. Our gift to the homeland, another war.
CENTURION: If we are the strong, isn't this the signal for war?
COMMANDER: Must it always be so? How many comrades have we lost in this
CENTURION: Our portion, Commander, is obedience.
COMMANDER: Obedience. Duty. Death and more death. Soon even enough for
the Praetor's taste. Centurion, I find myself wishing for destruction
before we can return. Worry not. Like you, I am too well-trained in my
duty to permit it. Continue evasive manoeuvres. Now, back to the first
SULU: They're turning, sir. We're staying with
SPOCK: Steady on one eleven mark fourteen. Back on their original
course, Captain, toward the Neutral Zone.
KIRK: What's our position, navigator?
STILES: We'll enter the Neutral Zone in less than an hour, sir.
Assuming, of course, that we don't turn back.
SCOTT [OC]: We now have aboard debris from Outpost four, Captain.
KIRK: Bring it to the briefing room. Are you ready, gentlemen?
SPOCK: From the outpost's protective shield. Cast
rodinium. This is the hardest substance known to our science.
(He crushes it with his hand)
SPOCK: Lab theorises an enveloping energy plasma forcing an implosion.
SPOCK: Obviously, their weaponry is superior to ours, and they have a
practical invisibility screen.
MCCOY: You're discussing tactics. Do you realise what this really comes
down to? Millions and millions of lives hanging on what this vessel
SPOCK: Or on what this vessel fails to do, Doctor.
KIRK: Yes, well gentlemen, the question still remains. Can we engage
them with a reasonable possibility of victory?
SCOTT: No question. Their power is simple impulse.
KIRK: Meaning we can outrun them?
STILES: To be used in chasing them or retreating, sir?
KIRK: Go ahead, Mister Styles. I called this session for opinions.
STILES: We have to attack immediately.
STILES: They're still on our side of the Neutral Zone. There would be
no doubt they broke the treaty.
SULU: Attack, without a visible target? How do we aim our phasers?
STILES: Aim with sensors. Not accurate, but if we blanket them
SULU: And hope for a lucky shot before they zero in on us?
STILES: And if we don't? Once back, they'll report that we saw their
weapons and ran.
SULU: And if they could report they destroyed us?
STILES: These are Romulans! You run away from them and you guarantee
war. They'll be back. Not just one ship but with everything they've
got. You know that, Mister Science Officer. You've the expert on these
people, always left out that one point. Why? I'm very interested in
KIRK: Sit down, Mister.
SPOCK: I agree. Attack.
KIRK: Are you suggesting we fight to prevent a fight?
MCCOY: Based on what? Memories of a war over a century ago? On theories
about a people we've never even met face to face?
STILES: We know what they look like.
SPOCK: Yes, indeed we do, Mister Stiles. And if Romulans are an
offshoot of my Vulcan blood, and I think this likely, then attack
becomes even more imperative.
MCCOY: War is never imperative, Mister Spock.
SPOCK: It is for them, Doctor. Vulcan, like Earth, had its aggressive
colonising period. Savage, even by Earth standards. And if Romulans
retain this martial philosophy, then weakness is something we dare not
SPOCK: Do you want a galactic war on your conscience?
KIRK: Captain to Bridge.
UHURA [OC]: This is Uhura, Captain.
KIRK: What's our position?
UHURA [OC]: Course unchanged, sir. Estimating treaty boundary in twenty
KIRK: Are you continuing to broadcast tactical reports?
UHURA [OC]: Affirmative, Captain.
KIRK: And at this distance?
UHURA [OC]: Approximately three hours before receiving a reply to our
KIRK: Thank you, Lieutenant. Check our course ahead, Mister Spock.
SPOCK: A comet, magnitude seven, dead ahead, and the intruder changing
course toward it.
KIRK: Comet Icarus four. Composition?
SPOCK: Quite ordinary. An ionised mass, a trail of frozen vapour
KIRK: And when an object passes through it, even an invisible object?
SPOCK: It leaves a visible trail.
KIRK: Our chance, gentlemen. Prepare to attack. All hands, battle
stations. I hope we won't need your services, Bones.
MCCOY: Amen to that. We're taking a big gamble, Jim.
KIRK: Battle status?
SULU: All stations manned, Captain.
STILES: Phaser weapons energised. Set for proximity blast.
SPOCK: Intruder now bearing directly for comet's tail.
KIRK: Plot his exact point of entry, Mister Stiles.
STILES: Computed. On the board, sir.
KIRK: The moment he begins entering the comet's tail, he becomes
visible. End run, gentlemen. We'll swing around the other side and
catch him at that moment.
SULU: Acknowledged, Captain.
SPOCK: He's maintaining that bearing, Captain.
KIRK: Let's get him, Mister Sulu.
COMMANDER: How pleasing to the eye it is. Behold a
marvel in the darkness.
CENTURION: You spoke of entrapment.
COMMANDER: Its many particles will obscure their sensing device,
ROMULAN: We enter it, Commander.
COMMANDER: Once fully obscured, we will turn suddenly back upon our
ROMULAN: At last the screen is clear, Commander.
ROMULAN: Our reflection no longer follows us.
COMMANDER: Escape manoeuvre one, quickly!
SPOCK: We're losing sensor contact, Captain.
KIRK: Steady as she goes. Phaser crews ready?
SULU: Phaser crew signal ready, sir.
KIRK: He'll only be visible for a moment. Stand by.
SULU: Sir, nothing in
KIRK: At the last moment he must have guessed our move. Hard to
SULU: Hard to starboard.
KIRK: He did exactly what I would have done. I won't underestimate him
again. Now, fire blind. Lay down a pattern.
STILES: Traverse pattern.
All phasers fire.
ROBERT: Phaser one, fire.
CREWMAN: Phaser one, fire.
(Pulse phaser shots go into the darkness, rocking the Romulan ship)
ROBERT: Phaser two, fire.
CREWMAN: Phaser two, fire.
(The Centurion pushes his Commander out of the way
of a falling beam)
COMMANDER: Divert all power to weapons.
SULU: Phaser overload. Control circuit burnout.
(Spock goes under his station to put out the flames)
SPOCK: It'll take time to correct, sir.
SULU: Captain, are they surrendering?
(The Romulan ship has become visible)
KIRK: Full astern! Emergency warp speed!
(A red plasma blast is heading towards them)
KIRK: Do we have emergency warp?
SULU: Full power, sir. It's still overtaking us. If we can get one
phaser working, sir, one shot might detonate it.
STILES: Estimate it'll overtake us in two minutes, sir.
KIRK: Phasers, Mister Spock?
SPOCK: Impossible, Captain.
KIRK: Feed this to the space recorder and jettison immediately.
RAND: Captain, should I continue log entry?
KIRK: Yeoman. Affirmative. Continue log entries.
RAND: Yes, sir.
SULU: Ten seconds to impact. Captain, It's dissipating, sir.
STILES: It must have a range limit.
(Rand stands as close as humanly possible to Kirk)
SULU: Five, four, three, two, one. Impact!
(Everyone gets thrown about a bit)
KIRK: Limited range.
SPOCK: Phasers operational, Captain. Intruder bearing one eleven mark
KIRK: Back to his old course.
SPOCK: He may think we're destroyed, Captain.
KIRK: I wouldn't make that assumption. I don't think their Captain will
SPOCK: Intruder holding steady. Course one eleven mark fourteen.
KIRK: Same as before, Mister Sulu. Stay with him.
(The Commander tends to his injured friend)
ROMULAN: Commander, the reflection returns.
COMMANDER: Activate our cloak.
ROMULAN: Commander, our fuel runs low.
DECIUS: The Earth vessel? Impossible.
ROMULAN: It moves as we move.
COMMANDER: Its commander is not one to repeat a mistake.
STILES: We'll enter the Neutral Zone in one minute,
MCCOY: Do we violate the treaty, Captain?
SPOCK: They did, Doctor.
MCCOY: Once inside, they can claim we did. A set-up. They want war, we
furnish the provocation.
SPOCK: We're still on our side, Captain.
KIRK: Let's get them while we are. Before we enter the Neutral Zone.
Full ahead, Mister Sulu. Maximum warp.
SULU: Ahead, sir. Maximum.
KIRK: Phasers, stand by.
STILES: Sir, at this distance?
KIRK: We know their Achilles heel, Mister Stiles. Their weapon takes
all their energy. They must become visible in order to launch it.
STILES: A phaser hit at this distance would be the wildest stroke of
KIRK: I'm aware of that, Mister Stiles. Are phasers ready?
STILES: Phasers show ready, sir.
COMMANDER: Evasive action. The Earth ship again.
(They are hit by phaser fire again)
STILES: Twenty seconds to Neutral Zone, sir.
KIRK: Lieutenant Uhura, inform Command base, In my opinion, no option.
On my responsibility, we are proceeding into the Neutral Zone. Steady
as we go, Mister Sulu. Continue firing.
DECIUS: Commander, they stay within range. I will
tend to the centurion.
COMMANDER: No need. The Centurion is dead.
DECIUS: Why don't we fire, Commander?
COMMANDER: No. No, he's shrewd, this starship commander. He tries to
make us waste energy. He has estimated we have only enough. It is time.
All debris into disposal tubes.
DECIUS: Yes, Commander.
COMMANDER: The body of the Centurion, too. Forgive me, my old friend,
but I must use all my experience now to get home.
SPOCK: Motion sensor signal stopped.
KIRK: Cease fire.
SULU: Debris scatter ahead, sir. We've hit him.
SPOCK: Vessel wreckage. Metal moulds, conduit, plastoform and a body,
SPOCK: Insufficient mass, sir.
SPOCK: Simple debris. Not a vessel, a trick.
KIRK: Go to sensor probes.
SPOCK: Nothing, sir. No motion out there at all. We've lost them,
Captain's log, Stardate 1709.6. We are at the
Neutral Zone. Have lost contact with the intruder. No reaction on our
but believe the Romulan vessel to be somewhere close by. With all
engines and systems shut down, the Enterprise is also playing the
silent waiting game in hope of regaining contact.
(The lights are being dimmed and systems shut down
as they rig for silent running)
SPOCK: Captain, I must make further repairs on the transfer coil. It's
giving out again.
KIRK: All right, Mister Spock, work quietly.
DECIUS: Now twenty full cycles, Commander. Still no
sign. I say he's been fooled. He must have gone on.
COMMANDER: Shh. He is there, somewhere. I feel it.
Captain's log, supplemental. Now motionless for
nine hours, forty seven minutes.
(Yeoman Rand walks in without knocking, to find the
Captain lying on his bed.)
RAND: Can I get you something from the galley, sir? Coffee, at least?
KIRK: Thank you, Yeoman. Bring it to the Bridge. I'll be there in a
RAND: Yes, sir.
(McCoy walks in unannounced, and Rand leaves.)
KIRK: I wish I were on a long sea voyage somewhere. Not too much deck
tennis, no frantic dancing, and no responsibility. Why me? I look
around that Bridge, and I see the men waiting for me to make the next
move. And Bones, what if I'm wrong?
MCCOY: Captain, I
KIRK: No, I don't really expect an answer.
MCCOY: But I've got one. Something I seldom say to a customer, Jim. In
this galaxy, there's a mathematical probability of three million
Earth-type planets. And in all of the universe, three million million
galaxies like this. And in all of that, and perhaps more, only one of
each of us. Don't destroy the one named Kirk.
(Spock carefully closes the cover on his repairs,
and is reaching up to his station to help himself up when he
accidentally touches a button, turning on a system)
KIRK: It's all right. It's all right.
ROMULAN: A signal, Commander.
COMMANDER: We have him. Move toward him.
KIRK: Power on. Reverse course. He'll try to slip
SULU: Lateral power, sir.
STILES: Coming around, sir.
KIRK: Phasers, fire.
STILES: Phasers, fire.
(They are taking damage)
DECIUS: How, Commander. How?
COMMANDER: He's a sorcerer, that one. He reads the thoughts in my
brain. Our fuel supply all but gone and he stays out of reach.
DECIUS: We are beaten. Can it be true? The Praetor's finest and
proudest flagship beaten.
COMMANDER: Perhaps we can yet save your Praetor's pride for him. More
debris into the tubes. Decius, do we have the old-style nuclear
DECIUS: Yes Commander, but only for self-destruction.
COMMANDER: Place one with the debris. Proximity fuse.
DECIUS: Yes, Commander. At once.
SULU: More wreckage, sir, scattering across our
KIRK: Cease fire.
SPOCK: Debris on our scanners.
KIRK: Analysis, quickly.
SPOCK: Same type as before, sir, except, one metal-cased object!
KIRK: Helm, hard over. Phasers, fire point-blank.
STILES: Phasers, fire!
(There's a big explosion, everyone gets thrown across the Bridge.
Enterprise hangs crooked and motionless in space.)
DECIUS: Glorious. Glorious.
COMMANDER: Now we go home.
DECIUS: They're at our mercy. Commander, I remind you of your duty.
KIRK: Captain to Sickbay.
MCCOY [OC]: McCoy here.
MCCOY [OC]: Twenty two so far. Mainly radiation burns, mostly from the
ship's outer areas. Could have been much, much worse, Captain.
KIRK: Thank you, Doctor. (the lights come back on) Report, Mister
SPOCK: Nuclear device of some kind, sir. Our phasers detonated it less
than one hundred metres away.
KIRK: Ship damage?
SPOCK: Mainly overloads and circuit burnouts.
KIRK: Weapons status?
SCOTT [OC]: We've only the forward phaser room, Captain.
KIRK: Fully operable, Scotty?
SCOTT [OC]: Yes, sir. But Specialist Tomlinson is manning it alone. No
standby crew available.
STILES: Sir, my first assignment was in weapons control.
KIRK: Go. Lieutenant Uhura, take over navigation.
UHURA: Yes, Captain.
SPOCK: We have engine power now, Captain, if you'd like to move off and
KIRK: Maybe we can pull them back to our side of the Neutral Zone. Hold
our position. Play dead.
DECIUS: Still no sign of movement, Commander.
COMMANDER: We've damaged ourselves. Our fuel reserve is gone.
DECIUS: And it is our duty to crush the Praetor's enemies.
COMMANDER: I do not trust their Captain.
DECIUS: We are in the Neutral Zone. They will not enter. If you refuse,
permit me the glory of the kill, Commander.
COMMANDER: We will attack, but on my order.
SPOCK: Damage reports, Mister Stiles?
SPOCK: Will you require assistance here?
STILES: This time, we'll handle things without your help, Vulcan.
(Spock leaves. then Stiles notices purple gas escaping from a seal)
SULU: Enemy vessel becoming visible, sir.
KIRK: Forward phasers, stand by. (the Romulan becomes a clear image)
Fire! Fire! Stiles, can you hear me? Fire!
(Spock is walking slowly when he hears the
Captain's commands over the intercom)
KIRK [OC]: Fire! Stiles, can you hear me? Fire!
(Spock turns and runs back to Phaser Control)
KIRK [OC]: Fire!
(The room is full of purple smoke)
KIRK: Stiles, can you hear me? Fire! Stiles!
(Spock enters just as Stiles tries and fails to reach the firing
button. He activates the controls and the phaser pulses hit the Romulan
KIRK: Mister Sulu, prepare to move in on the
Romulan vessel. Ship-to-ship, Uhura. Put this on the screen.
UHURA: (still at the navigation station) Hailing frequencies open, sir.
(The viewscreen shows a wrecked room and just the Commander still on
KIRK: Captain. Standing by to beam your survivors aboard our ship.
Prepare to abandon your vessel.
COMMANDER [on viewscreen]: No. No, that is not our way. I regret that
we meet in this way. You and I are of a kind. In a different reality, I
could have called you friend.
KIRK: What purpose will it serve to die?
COMMANDER [on viewscreen]: We are creatures of duty, Captain. I have
lived my life by it. Just one more duty to perform.
(He goes to the control console, turns a switch, and the whole ship
KIRK: Are you all right, Mister Spock?
SPOCK: Yes, very well, thank you, Captain.
KIRK: And you, Stiles?
STILES: I'm alive, sir. But I wouldn't be. Mister Spock pulled me out
of the phaser room. He saved my life. He risked his life after I
SPOCK: I saved a trained navigator so he could return to duty. I am
capable of no other feelings in such matters.
KIRK: How many men did we lose, Bones?
MCCOY: Only one. Tomlinson. The boy who was getting married this
morning. His fiancée
is at the chapel.
(Kirk turns to go, and Rand enters)
RAND: We finally received an answer from Command base, sir. They say
they'll support whatever decision you have to make.
(Angela is kneeling in front of the altarpiece,
crying, when Kirk enters. She gets up and hugs him.)
KIRK: It never makes any sense. We both have to know that there was a
ANGELA: I'm all right.