And on behalf of the people of Chalcis... I formally agree to the... Eretria will not be silent! Your Federation is not welcome here! Enterprise! Emergency beam-out!
Now! No! Please, no! SPOCK:
Report. SCOTT:
We were ambushed, commander! McCOY:
He's got a severe concussion.
Massive swelling in the amygdala. Couldn't be in a worse
part of the brain. UHURA:
What d'you mean? Responsible for the brain's
emotional memories. And in this case...
the hemorrhaging's terminal. Unless I am mistaken, doctor... conventional treatments
should prove ineffective ...against such injuries in
that region of the brain. The CAPTAIN'S brain, Spock. He's dying... and that's
all you have to say? On the contrary, I was about
to suggest alkysine. You can't be serious. It's not even out of trials. We don't know the dosage.
The side-effects. Hell, we don't know if the damn
treatment would even work here! SPOCK:
In recent Starfleet Medical studies,
alkysine has shown promise... ...in otherwise fatal neurological
injuries in 41.2% of patients. McCOY:
And in 20% of patients,
the damage was worse! Forget. Alkysine. SPOCK:
Captain. You do understand... BURKE:
Doctor!
Brain activity is spiking again. Jim, this is an experimental drug!
There's no... Do it! Do it... now! BURKE:
Readings are stabilizing. Neurological activity is
returning to baseline. What happened? You instructed the doctor to
administer an experimental drug ...to reset your central
nervous system. I did? I guess I did. McCOY:
Well, it was the right call, Jim. Vitals are holding up.
That dose saved your life. You're not gonna try to take over
my practice now, are you? SPOCK:
Captain. While I am pleased
at your recovery... ...there is a time-sensitive mission
at hand on the planet's surface. Yes, of course. McCOY:
Easy does it, Jim. Take it slow for a while. I don't wanna see you
back here in an hour. I'm fine, Bones. Thank you. Can anything stop that man? Nothing I've seen yet. Bridge. Spock? Holberg 917G. Mr. Flint. The android girl --
Rayna. You remember her? I remember everything. Everything. Not my finest hour. You were in great turmoil
after those events, captain. I acted in a manner in which I felt... ...would spare you pain. Perhaps, upon reflection, it was
not my place to do so. She was, however,
simply a machine. She was human. Whatever she started out as,
she was human when we -- -- when I -- pushed her too far. Lieutenant.
Open a channel to Chalcis. Channel open, sir. Captain Kirk! Thank the gods. Well, my ship's physician does
occasionally earn his pay, minister. I am so relieved to hear it. I cannot apologize
enough for that... ...attack. Our sister world opposes our
desire to join the Federation. They will stop at nothing
to prevent it! Well, minister... their attempt to
derail our alliance has failed. I pray that you are correct. The Eretrians have promised swift
action... and on a global scale. Your Federation's gift of the
planetary defense grid... ...will provide the protection
Chalcis needs. So let us proceed, captain. We are ready to activate
the console. With your permission -- -- and the command
code, of course. AMPHIDAMAS:
Captain? The passcode, captain. Captain? KIRK (VO):
Space. The final frontier. These are the voyages of
the Starship Enterprise. Its continuing mission: To explore strange new worlds. To seek out new life
and new civilizations. To boldly go where no
man has gone before. Captain? Minister... May we have a moment for a
brief diagnostic procedure? Well... yes, of course.
If you so wish. Close frequency. I can't remember the password. I recommend hailing
Starfleet Command. We can obtain the passcode
directly from them. The C-in-C authorized me
to lock down the console... ...with my own encrypted password. And to initialize it if -- and
only if -- I decided... ...that the Chalcidians were ready
to join the Federation. So the passcode is
known only to you. [INAUDIBLE] SPOCK:
Jim... Perhaps Dr. McCoy's treatment has
had some unintended side effects. Yes. That must...
...that must be it. KIRK:
Mr. Spock.
You have the conn. SPOCK:
Lt. Palmer. Please inform Starfleet Command that
the Chalcidian defense grid console... ...may be defective.
Request an ETA for a replacement. Right away, sir. Mr. Scott. I believe the device has
been taken to engineering. Aye... but if the captain
used a personal code... Mr. Chekov. You do have experience with
cryptography, do you not? Yes, sir! At the academy,
I once decoded a Xindi... Please assist Mr. Scott in
unlocking and reinitializing... ...the planetary defense console.
- Sir. Spock to sickbay. Sickbay. NAKIA:
Jim! [CREWMEN LAUGH] ...Sir. Commander! Energy signature
from the surface of Eretria. It's an interplanetary
ballistic missile. SULU:
Confirmed. I'm reading a high-yield atomic warhead
leaving the planet's atmosphere. - Mister Spock? We're being hailed by...
- By the minister, I presume. On screen. AMPHIDAMAS:
It's happening! Our sister world has launched a weapon
which will strike Chalcis within 2 hours! Where is Captain Kirk? This is first officer Spock. We are monitoring the
activity on Eretria, minister. I am aware... - The Federation promised us
a planetary defense grid! Where is your captain? Captain Kirk is recovering from
injuries suffered from the attack. Please stand by for further
instructions. Enterprise out. SMITH:
Intercept course, commander? Remain in orbit.
But monitor the situation. Mr. Sulu, you have the bridge. Is it the concussion, Bones?
The drug? Gimme a minute, will ya? It must be. I remember the attack...
I remember... ...being here in sickbay, but... I can't remember the passcode. Is that all you wanna tell me? Spock told you, didn't he? Of course he did, Jim!
He's worried about you. I'm not crazy, Bones. Sure you are.
That's why we like you. That can't be right. What is it? That's impossible. What? A portion of your heart
tissue is shutting down! [DRAMATIC STING] McCOY (VO):
Chief medical officer's log,
stardate 6182.3 I may have reached the
limits of my expertise. The captain's heart is
progressively weakening -- -- and I must admit,
I have no medical explanation. SPOCK:
Progress report,
Mr. Scott. There is no progress,
Mr. Spock. We cannot initialize this beastie
without the captain's passcode. I've done all I can do. Ensign. Have you applied a
brute-force algorithm... ...to override the device's lockout? Sir, duotronic consoles are
designed to deactivate... ...in the event of multiple
access attempts. Starfleet protocol. I can keep trying to circumvent the
encryption, but it could take days. Please continue. SCOTT:
Mr. Spock. How's the captain? CHEKOV:
Will he be all right? It is uncertain at this time. Is there anything we can do? You are presently "doing" it,
Mr. Scott. The priority is the activation
of this console... ...and the protection of
the Chalcidian homeworld. Aye. McCOY:
It keeps coming up as
localized heart failure. But the myocardial
tissue isn't dead. It's not even damaged. Certain muscle fibers are
just... atrophying. You didn't see her... did you, Bones. We served on the Farragut together. We were... very close. That was 13 years ago. Tycho IV. Two-hundred crewmen dead. She was one of them. You blamed yourself. I knew you were close
with Captain Garrovick. But I didn't know about... Nakia. I never spoke about her. I thought I could forget. Like I could forget. Jim. I'm not sure your
condition is "medical." Whatever caused you suddenly
to remember what Spock erased... ...it's unlocked something
buried deep. I'm calling Dr. McKennah.
Have her bring a psychotricorder. I don't need a shrink, Bones. You don't know what you need. Apparently neither do you, doctor! I'm sorry, Bones. That was unnecessary. But not inaccurate. You're right, Jim. I don't know why
this is happening. But I'll be damned if
you're gonna tell me... ...there's nothing wrong in
that stubborn head of yours. Mr. Spock, Dr. McCoy has
cleared me to return to duty. I have? The good doctor suggested a
visit to the ship's counselor... ...which the patient has
respectfully declined. Captain, in this instance
I concur with the doctor. Given the circumstances,
a psychiatric evaluation is advisable. Ganging up on me now? Duly noted, gentlemen. SPOCK:
Captain. Are you not concerned as to
the reason for the affliction? The affliction is a
result of the alkysine. Why, Spock?
D'you have another theory? 'Cause I'd love to hear it. Perhaps not so much a theroy, as... Are you following me, sir? You see the same things that I do. We speak the same language. [GROANS] - I'm fine.
- Captain?
- I'm fine, Spock! I'm fine. Incoming message from
Starfleet Command. A replacement console
is 4 Earth days away. Inform the captain. And... Commander Spock as well. Sir... the Eretrian warhead
has increased velocity. Time to impact? At current rate and trajectory... ...59 minutes. Phasers on standby. We're having trouble
getting a weapons lock. - Increase power to directional beam.
- Already tried, sir. It's no good. We've lost sensor contact
with the warhead. Destroyed? No, sir.
It's just... vanished! SPOCK (VO):
First officer's personal log. The Enterprise has lost track
of the inbound missile... ...despite all
attempts to locate it. And while Captain Kirk has stabilized
after his recent cardiac episode... ...his condition remains a mystery. KIRK:
Minister. I wish I could tell you... ...that twin planets are rarely
at odds with each other. Unfortunately, that's all
too often the case. AMPHIDAMAS:
Generations ago, we chose a simple,
spiritual way of life. One in touch with the
mysteries of nature. The Eretrians chose a more
materialistic philosophy. Instead of celebrating
the differences... ...they've demonstrated hostility
and disdain for our ways. KIRK:
Well, the Federation is
comprised of great diversity. We applaud your values and
welcome you into that diversity. This defense grid... ...will protect your planet
against Eretria's hostility. AMPHIDAMAS:
You have our thanks, captain. And on behalf of the
people of Chalcis... I formally agree to the... DISSIDENT:
Eretria will not be silent! Your Federation is
not wanted here! SCOTT:
Enterprise!
Emergency beam-out! Now! AMPHIDAMAS:
No! Please, no! Was the captain's
cranial injury... ...enough to cause
hallucinations... ...and cardiomyopathy? The injury's healed. Maybe... the alkysine...? I can't speak to the
physical issues. Nor can I help with the
psychological ones... ...unless the captain permits me. And right now he certainly
doesn't seem to want... Dr. McKennah. May I have a word
with my senior officers, please? Spock and I felt that the ship's
counselor could be helpful, Jim. Thank you, doctor. Commander.
Your "feelings" are noted. You're dismissed. Status report. Eretria's warhead will strike
Chalcis in less than an hour. For unknown reasons,
a weapons lock is not possible. If the planetary defense grid is... How are Scotty and
Chekov doing with the console? Mr. Scott's efforts to decrypt your
passcode have been unsuccessful. Perhaps Dr. McCoy can
synthesize a truth serum... I believe in you,
my husband. How long 'til the missile
reaches the planet? As I just stated, captain...
less than an hour. MIRAMANEE:
Kirok... Miramanee? I will bear you many strong sons. [GROANS] Jim! You've got to do something
about this... or we'll have to! Is that a threat, doctor? As chief medical officer of this
ship it's my job to ensure... We're wasting time! Return to your stations.
I'll be on the bridge. Wait. Wait! Whatever it is, let me help. Captain? Are you okay? I was just on my way to the bridge. It's that way, sir. Yes... of course. There is no medical
evidence to indicate... ...the visions are a side-effect
of alkysine injections, doctor. So you believe the captain
is "seeing ghosts"? I believe the captain believes
he is seeing ghosts... ...regardless of whether he is
willing to admit it. But you don't think they're real.
Do you? You've gotta be joking! On the contrary... ...Vulcan history often
refers to the "katra." The "soul." And here I thought Vulcans were a
people of science. To be a people of science is to
acknowledge that sometimes... ...science points to
something more. Vulcans are also a
people of spirit. The two are not as contradictory
as many assume. UHURA:
Captain. Minister Amphidamas... KIRK:
Mr. Sulu, I need a lock
on that missile. SULU:
Sir, there's no way... Then estimate from the
last known trajectory... ...and fire blind if you have to! Aye, sir. Coming about. SMITH:
Compensating for variance. "Variance"? There's a 2.5 drag coefficient every
time I make a course correction. Nothing we can't handle. Drag? Sir... the warhead may be
venting drive plasma. Clogging our impulse manifold. That could be what's scrambling
the targeting sensors! Spock? A charged particle burst from the
deflector dish would ignite the plasma. SULU:
We'll only get one shot at this. We'll have to be quick.
Ten-second window at most. Do it. Target acquired. NAKIA:
The Farragut is a lucky ship. NAKIA:
I met you here. Target acquired, captain! We're losing weapons lock! Captain? MIRAMANEE:
I have nothing to fear. MIRAMANEE:
You are here. SPOCK:
Captain! Fire phasers! SULU:
Warhead destroyed. EDITH:
James, let me help. NAKIA:
Do you remember how we met? NAKIA:
You were gonna say something... MIRAMANEE:
I bear your child. MIRAMANEE:
I BEAR YOUR CHILD! I did the best I could! I can't change anything now! What do you want from me? Commander Spock. I am unfit for duty. I'm relieving myself of command. The ship is yours. [DOOR CHIMES TWICE] Another dose of alkysine? Another dose of brandy. Drink up. [MEDICAL SCANNER HUMS] D'you think you needed a
distraction to do that? I don't know what to think, Jim. I've never seen you
like this before. Your heart's operating
at 15% efficiency. Only a fraction is still healthy,
and it's doing the work for the rest. Another cardiac event is inevitable...
and this time you may not survive it. This is your life
we're talking about. Snap out of it, Jim!
You're not alone here! Really? Really. Duty first. Always "duty first." It comes at a price. Do you think I loved
those women, Bones? I think you've loved
a lot of women, Jim. Sorry. The answer is "yes." On another ship... ...an alien planet...
another time... Wherever I find them,
I've lost them. But I've never been
able to let them go. McCOY:
Jim... I didn't know. You've always... Kept it buried.
Hidden. Command has no room
for such indulgences. NAKIA:
What is it you wanted to ask me? [GROANS] Why are you here? What do you want with the captain? [GASPS] Jim... I saw them. You SPOKE to them, Spock! What did they say? "There must be resolution.
There must be peace." They need closure, captain. Apparently a resolution
only you can give. How? They're gone. Get to the bridge. Tell Scotty to beam down the
console to the planet. I'll be there shortly. I should order
you to sickbay. You have some place
more important to be? [DOOR CHIMES] Who is it? I thought now might be a
good time for that little chat. I'm glad you came. Please sit down. I don't even know
why I'm here really. Spock... McCoy...
They have some answers, but... ...not all of them. Well, I'll certainly
help however I can. I relieved myself of command today.
Did you know that? I never though that
day would ever come. I read your files. In the event you might
want to speak with me. Thorough, aren't you. I get that a lot, too. You've lost some people
very dear to you. Your responsibilities have required
you to make certain sacrifices. "Sacrifices?" Doctor, they
DIED because of me. I failed them. Spock says they... ...want resolution.
They need closure. I don't know how
to give them that. Captain... with all due
respect to Mr. Spock... He's wrong. Humans bury feelings of
heartbreak and loss. We lock them away. And if we never come to terms with them,
those feelings can paralyze us. I think you suffer from
a great deal of guilt. You never had the opportunity
to explain to them... ...why you had to
do what you did. Don't you see? It's not THEY that
need resolution. It's YOU. But it's too late now. It's never too late to make
peace with those we love. But how? Where? Invite them to come to you. Perhaps in the place
you last left them. Computer? COMPUTER:
Ready. Run simulation. COMPUTER:
Please define simulation
parameters. Earth... ...1930. New York City street. Evening. COMPUTER:
Working. COMPUTER:
Program complete.
Running simulation. EDITH:
James. You started to walk toward me. And then Dr. McCoy did, too. But... You held him back. You stopped him. I denied my heart... ...to allow history to unfold
as it was meant too. I would've loved to have
shown you those stars. You were... ...ahead of your time
in so many ways. We spoke the same language. The very same. But, my duty... ...and your destiny... I understand, James. I know "why." Be at peace. Commander Spock?
I'm reading... ...23 additional projectiles
approaching at full impulse! Scanning... They're tricobalt warheads, sir! SULU:
Rig for tractor beam. DRAKE:
Weapons control... ready phaser
banks. Load torpedo tubes. Belay that order. Using energy weapons to
detonate tricobalt devices... ...would result in catastrophic
subspace ruptures in this system. We can get a tractor
lock on 2... 3 at most. Lt. Uhura. Open a channel
to the Chalcidian council. COMPUTER:
Loading program... Sickbay. Constitution-class starship
U.S.S. Farragut NCC-1647. Running simulation. Don't think... ...this means... ...you're getting out
of our date tonight. Not a chance. Nakia. What happened to the crew... ...and you... It's not your fault, Jim. You know that...
don't you? I knew the risks when I
signed up for Starfleet. If I hadn't joined... I'd never met... have met YOU. I wish... I hope... you can forgive me. There is nothing to forgive. No more guilt, Jim. No more. Scott to bridge. We've beamed the console
back to the planet, commander. Not sure what good
it's gonna do. Acknowledged. Stand by
for further instructions. Perimeter alert, sir.
Warheads are closing. - Time to impact? - 8 minutes, 44 seconds. Mr. Spock?
Minister Amphidamas on channel B. Our engineer has returned the defense
grid console. Please ensure that... And what are we supposed to do?
Throw it at the incoming missiles? Without the activation password,
it's of no use whatsoever! The Federation made promises! And we are doing our best
to keep them, minister. Mmm...
Kirok... I had a dream... ...You were gone. I almost wish... They hadn't come back for me. I've never been so happy. Why? Why did you put
yourself in danger? My place is at your side. Always. You were a gift I could never
repay in a thousand lifetimes. Both of you. My husband... One does not
repay a gift. The Great Spirit calls
us to forgiveness. Of others... ...and ourselves. Do not torture yourself,
my husband. Each kiss... is as the first. SPOCK:
Spock to Captain Kirk. SPOCK:
Spock to Captain Kirk... - Kirk here. - 23 tricobalt missiles
are en route. They will strike
Chalcis in 6 minutes. I still can't remember
the password. Captain. I recommend moving the
Enterprise to a safe distance... ...to avoid thermokinetic
shockwaves. Negative. Move the Enterprise into
the path of the warheads. Divert all available power to
the port-side shields. Captain... while we can most likely
survive the detonations... ...the spread of the missiles will make
it impossible to obstruct all of them. It's the best we can do, Spock. I'm on my way. Lay in an intercept course. Full power to port-side deflectors. Aye sir.
Heading 604 mark 47. Thrusters at full. UHURA:
All hands, brace for impact.
This is not a drill. I made this for you. What's your name? You never gave me one. You deserved so much more. A chance to live... to grow. But you'll always
be with me. I promise. I will carry you here...
every day of my life. "Irises." KIRK (VO):
Captain's log,
stardate 6182.9 We have successfully activated the
planetary defense shield... ...disabling the
inbound missiles. KIRK:
Mr. Spock. I relieve you. I stand relieved. Captain on the bridge. Lieutenant.
Open up a channel to Chalcis. Channel open, sir. Captain, you have our
sincerest thanks. When the Eretrians saw the result
of your planetary defense grid... They requested that we enter
formal peace negotiations. That's excellent news, minister. Welcome to the United
Federation of Planets. Captain... I wanted to thank you. For approving my request
for a separate office. Well, if I ever had
any reservations... ...about the need
for a ship's counselor... I don't any more. Thank you, sir. "Irises." What the blazes is "irises"? Never would've guessed
that in 100 years. Which would qualify it
as a worthy password... ...as its goal is not to
be easily guessed. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
But where'd he get "irises"? Finding myself mildly curious as well,
I conducted a library search... ...and discovered a painting by 19th
century Earth artist... ...Vincent van Gogh. The title of the work: "Irises." I wonder why he only
painted one iris white. It is said... ...because he was lonely. So how's the ticker, Jim? Ticking away. You know, they say those you love
and lose take a piece of your heart. I guess it's true. It certainly was for you. But that last piece of your heart... The one that refused to give up? I think that belongs
to another lady. English subtitles by:
Peter Goundrill
