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My name is Captain James Tiberius Kirk,

United Federation of Planets.

I'm appearing before you,
as a neutral representative

of the Fabonan Republic,

to bring you a message of good will

and present to you

esteemed members of
the Teenaxi delegation

a gift from the Fabonan High Council,

with the highest regard.

What's wrong with it?

- Excuse me?
- Why don't they want it anymore?

Well...

this was once a piece of
an ancient weapon.

And now they offer it as a symbol of

of peace.

In the Fabonan culture
to surrender a weapon

is an offer of truce.

How did they come by it?

They told me, they acquired it
a long time ago.

So they stole it, then!

No they, um...

Well...

You don't know the Fabonans,
like we do!

That's very true.
Your excellency, this gift

They're a crowd of
untrustworthy thieves

who want to see us
murdered in our own beds!

This beloved artifact is
a symbol of trust and peace.

They want to cut us into pieces,
and roast us over a fire!

I don't think that's true.

And eat us!

What?!

Scotty, get me out of here!

Well, that was quick.

There's quite a bit
o' surface interference, sir.

Scotty!

I ripped my shirt again.

How'd it go?

Captain, did you manage to broker
a treaty with the Teenaxi?

Ahh...

Let's just say I came up short.

Would you look... log that and

put it in the vault, Spock.
Thank you.

- Jim, you look like crap.
- Thank you, Bones.

You got that little vein
poping out of your temple again.

You OK?

Never better!
Just a another day in the fleet.

Captain's Log, Stardate 2263.2

Today is our 966th day
in deep space.

A little over 3 years into
our 5 year mission.

The more time we spend out here,

the harder it is to tell where
one day ends

and the next one begins.

It can be a challenge
to feel grounded,

when even gravity is artifical.

But, well, we do what we can
to make it feel like home.

The crew, as always
continues to act admirably

despite the rigors of our extended
stay, here in outer space,

and the personal sacrifices they have made.

We continue to search
for new life forms in order to

establish firm diplomatic ties.

Our extended time
in uncharted territory

has stretched the ships mechanical
capacities,

but, fortunately, our engineering
departement led by Mr. Scott,

is more than up to the job.

The ship, aside,
prolonged cohabitation has

definitely had effects on
interpersonal dynamics.

Some experiences for the better

and some for the worse.

As for me, things
have started to feel

a little episodic.

The farther out we go,
the more I find myself wondering

what, it is, we're trying to accomplish.

If the universe is truly endless, then...

are we not striving
for something forever out of reach?

The Enterprise is scheduled for
a reprovisioning stop at Yorktown,

Federation's newest and
most advanced starbase.

Perhaps a break from routine
will offer up some respite

from mysteries and the unknown.

Sorry, I'm late.

Keenser's leaking some kinda
highly acidic green goo

and Scotty's terrified
he's gonna sneeze on the warp core

and kill us all.

What the hell are you drinking?

I'm pretty sure it's the rest of that
Saurian brandy we picked up on Thasus.

My god man! Are you trying to go blind?

That stuff's illegal.

Besides...

I found this in Chekov's locker.

Wow!

Right? I mean I always
assumed he'd be

- a vodka guy.
- Vodka guy. Exactly.

I wanted to have something
appropriate for your birthday.

It's in couple days,
you know I don't care about that.

I know.

I know you don't like
celebrating it to on the day

'cause it's also the day
your pa bit the dust.

I was being sensitive.

Did they teach you about
bedside manner in medical school?

Or is it just your southern charm?

- Oh yeah!
- Oh, that's good!

Lordy!

Are you gonna call your mom?

Yeah, of course I'll call her,
on the day.

One year older.

Yeah, that's usually how it works.

A year older than he ever got to be.

He joined the Starfleet because he

he believed in it.

I joined on a dare.

You joined and see if you could
live up to him.

You've spent all this time,
trying to be George Kirk

and now you're wondering just
what it means to be Jim;

why you're out here.

To perfect eyesight and
a full head of hair!

- Kirk here.
- Captain.

- Approaching Yorktown Base.
- I'm on my way, Mr. Sulu.

Let's keep this birthday thing
under wraps, huh?

You know me, Mr. Sensitive.

Wow, that is impressive!

Aye, she's a beauty, isn't she?

What a damn monstrosity!

Couldn't we just rent some space
on a planet?

Showing geographical favouritism
among inducted Federation worlds

could cause diplomatic tension.

Oh, you don't think that looks tense?

Looks like a damn snow globe in space
just waiting to break.

Ah, that's the spirit, Bones!

Spock!

Do you have a moment?

Of course, Nyota.

I think you should have this back.

After all, it belonged
to your mother.

It is not in the Vulcan custom

to receive, again, that which
was given as a gift.

You guys break up?

What'd you do?

A typically reductive inquiry doctor.

You know Spock, if an Earth girl
says, it's me not you,

it's definitely you.

Excuse me.

Commander Spock,
may we have a moment of your time?

Thank you for bringing this
to my attention.

Live long and prosper.

Live long and prosper.

I have Def-alert on incoming vessel.

Unidentified non-federation.

Attention, unidentified vessel,

you are not authorized for approach.

Power down and await instructions.

Unidentified vessel, please comply.

Just speak normally.

Language analysis complete

Is this working?

We were on a science mission
inside the nebula.

Our ship suffered a critical malfunction.

I took an escape pod,

before the ship crash landed
on a nearby planet.

We need a ship,

capable of navigating the nebula.

You must have someone,
who can help us.

We tracked her stranded ship
to a sector of uncharted nebula.

Here at 210 mark 14.

Long range scan?

No data. The nebula is too dense.
It's uncharted space.

Well, the Enterprise does have
the best navigational system in the fleet.

She could handle'er.

The only ship here,
with more advanced technology

is still under construction.

But it's not just the ship
that I'm sending.

I'll gather the crew.

Captain.

Starfleet Command sent me your application
for the Vice-admiral position

here at this installation.

Yes, ma'am.

If I may, I would recommend
Commander Spock

to replace me as
Captain of the Enteprise.

He is an exemplary Starfleet Officer.
He'd make a great Captain.

It isn't uncommon, you know,

even for a captain,

to want to leave.

There's no relative direction
in the vastness of space.

There's only yourself,

your ship,

your crew.

It's easier than you think
to get lost.

- It's not...- I'll bring it up
with the General Council.

We'll discuss it, when you return.

Ma'am.

- Mr. Spock.
- Captain.

- I have something...
- Perhaps there...

- No, please.
- Captain, after you.

I insist.

After this mission, we should,

we should sit down.

There's something
I need to talk you about.

I, as well, have something to share.

We make a good team, right?

I believe we do.

I insist.

Lt. Uhura, open a ship-wide channel.

Yes, Captain.

Attention, crew of the Enterprise.

Our mission is straightforward;

to rescue a crew stranded
on a planet in uncharted space.

Our trajectory will take us through
an unstable nebula.

One which will disable
all communication with Starfleet.

We're gonna on our own.

The Enteprise has something
no other ship in the fleet has.

You.

As we've come to understand
there is no such thing as the unknown,

only the temporarily hidden.

Kirk, out.

Readings indicate
cloud density, diminishing, sir.

This is Altamid.
My ship is stranded here.

Approaching Altamid.

Class M planet.

Massive subterranean development but
limited to no life forms on the surface.

Proximity alert, sir.

We have an unknown ship
heading right for us.

- Lt. Uhura, hail them.
- Yes, Captain.

No response.

I am picking up some kind of signal.

They're jamming us.

Magnify, Mr. Sulu.

What is this?

Shields up! Red alert!

Fire at will!

Sir, our phasers are having
minimal effect

and our torpedoes can't track
their movements.

Fire everything we've got.

Captain, we are not equipped
for this manner of engagement.

Shield frequencies have
no effect, sir.

They took out the dish.

Shields are inoperable.

- Warp us out of here, Mr. Sulu.
- Yes, sir.

- Why the hell aren't we moving?
- I can't engage the warp drive, sir.

Scotty, I need warp now.

I cannae, sir. The nacelles, they...

They've gone!

Security, engage all
emergency procedures...

Code: 1 alpha 4-0.
All personnel to alert stations.

I have hull breaches in levels 12 to 15,

6, 9, 31 and 21, sir.

Captain, there's a chance I can reroute
the energy reserves from the warp core

to the impulse engines.

If we can get back into the nebula
maybe we can lose them.

Do whatever you have to, Scotty.

Keenser!

Let's go!

All clear, Krall.

Connect the plasma conduits
and stand by to re-rout on my mark!

I have the Abronath.
Secure the ship.

- Captain.
- Go, Spock.

I've identified the individual who appears
to be leading the attack party.

He infiltrated the archive vault
and removed the artifact

from our mission on Teenax.

Hold your distance until...

Spock! Spock!

- You two, with me.
Sulu, you have the com*. - Yessir.

My god!

What the hell?!

Doctor?

Doctor, we must evacuate now!

Captain

Kirk.

Yes! We're at 100% impulse.

Great work, Mr. Scott!

Maximum impulse towards the nebula!

Aye!

Krall, the ship is going
into the nebula.

Slit its throat.

Kirk to bridge!

We are losing the inertial dampeners.

Systems failing, ship-wide,
Captain.

Emergency bulkheads are sealing

but structural integrity
is at 18% and falling, sir.

Abandon ship, Mr. Sulu.

Sound the alarm.

We need to give those pods
a chance to escape.

Can you lead the ship away?

Impulse engines are still trying
to draw power from the warp reserve.

We cannot move until
the saucer is separated.

I'll handle it.

Aye aye, sir.

We gotta get you guys to
an escape pod. Go!

Ensign, Syl.

I need your help.

Yes, sir.

My god!

Spock, they're taking the crew.

Are you OK?

The saucer should be free by now.

I know, Mr. Sulu.
The Captain should be there.

Impulse engines, drawing power
from auxiliary generators.

Captain.

How many of the crew
are still aboard the saucer?

None.

If I'm reading this correctly

the intruders are taking them.

Captain, we are caught
in the planet's gra(w)ity.

We cannot pull away.

Get yourselves in* pods.

- Yes, sir.
- Aye, Captain.

Come on! Let's go!

You knew.
You knew we'd be attacked!

You don't understand.

Captain Kirk.

Yes, I lied.

Our ship was attacked.

Chekov, check the comms for survivors.

Aye, aye, aye, Captain.

- Who is he?
- His name is Krall.

He took my crew,
like he took yours.

How did he know so much
about the Enterprise?

All I know is that if I did this,

he would set them free.

Chekov, are you picking
anything up, on those scanners?

Nothing, sir.

- What if they...
- No, no.

He was taking them.

We have to find that saucer.

Even minimal scanning systems
will have more range than a tricorder.

Aye, Captain. It's possible.

Captain, I was protecting my crew.

What is your name?

How do you know our language?

I know your kind.

I'm Lt. Nyota Uhura
of the USS Enteprise.

And you have committed
an act of war against Feder...

Federation?!

Federation is an act of war.

You attacked us.

Your captain...

Why did you sacrifice yourself
for him?

He would have done the same.

And if he made it off that ship,
he will come for us.

I'm counting on it, Lt. Uhura.

I can't believe it.

My god, Spock!

Sit down over here.

OK, easy, easy.

I'll just, eh...

Try and relax.
You're gonna be OK.

The forced optimism in
your voice suggests

you are trying to elicit
a sense of calm in order to...

Cut the horse shit.

Doctor.

I failed to see how excrement
of any kind bears relevance

on our current situation.

- What the hell are you doing?
- We must keep moving, doctor.

Spock, this thing's punctured
your iliac region.

- Time is a critical factor.
- That's exactly what I'm trying to tell you.

Look, if I can't take this out,
you're gonna die.

OK? If I take it out and can't stop
the bleeding, you're gonna die.

I can see no appeal in either option.

Believe it or not, neither can I.

So, if I remember correctly,

the... Vulcans have their hearts
where humans have their livers.

That is correct, doctor.

That explains a thing or two.

You know, you are lucky.
An inch to the left

and you'd be dead already.

I just don't get it, Spock.

I mean, what did they attack us for?
I mean...

they do all this for some doodad
that the tiny clerics* didn't want?

It is unwise to trivialize that which
one simply does not understand, Doctor.

We can safely assume it is
more important than a doodad.

I think you just managed
to insult me twice, Spock.

OK.

Alright, Spock,

I just got one question.

- What's your favorite color?
- I failed to see the relevance...

Yeah, they say it hurts less
if it's a surprise.

If I may adopt a parlance
with which you are familiar

I can confirm your theory
to be horse shit.

We gotta get outta here.

You're kidding me, aren't you?

Hello there.

My name is Montgomery Scott, and...

who might you be?

Watch it sonny! I'm pretty handy
when I want to be, right.

Don't come back.

Well, we certainly showed them,
eh lassie?

Hey, that's Starfleet property,
you cannae just take...

But, I'm feeling generous today,
so have at it.

- Where you get that?
- Is that English?

I learn from my house.
Where you get that?

- This is my Starfleet insignia.
- What does it mean?

Means that I'm an officer of
Starfleet's Engineering Division.

- Engineering?
- Aye, that's right, I fix things.

I know what is engineering.

You're not with those bastards
that killed my ship are ya?

I'll take that as a no.

He is Krall. Him and his...

bees.

They search the stars for a...
death machine.

They're the reason why you are here,
why we are all here.

What, even those 3 scunners?

They have fallen from the sky,
like me and you.

Come with me. Now!

Wait, hang on a minute, lassie.
I'm having a difficult day, here.

I've gotta find my crewmates.

I will help you find your mates.

And then you will help me.

With what?

- You want me to fix something?
- Yes.

You help me and I help you.

Alright, well,
things being as they are,

I doubt I'll get better
offer today. So lead the way.

Good.

I am Jaylah.

- And you're Montgomery Scott.
- Aye, Scotty.

Come now, Montgomery Scotty.

Alright, hold on.

The Enterprise.

She may not even have power
to the bridge, Captain.

She still has a few tricks
up her sleeve.

I'd bet on it.

McCoy to Enterprise, come in.

McCoy to Enterprise.

Hey, take it easy there, Spock.
That was just a temporary fix back there.

I understand, Doctor.

Fascinating.

Ominous, dark, dangerous.

We're going in.

Intriguing.

These symbols are the same as those depicted
on the artifact taken in the attack.

You think it came from here?

It would seem so.

Damm it, Spock!

Hurry.

- Are we there yet?
- Stop asking that.

- Sorry.
- This is the way, come.

And watch your step.
You do not want to set off my traps.

Oh! That's clever.

What is this place?

- This is my house.
- Your house?

Hold on a minute.

Is this a ship?

I'll help you find your friends
and you help me fix it.

So I can leave this planet, forever.

W-Wait a minute.

Is this your ship?

No, Montgomery Scotty.

It's yours.

Oh my good lord!

Captain, it looks like there is power.

Alright, let's get to the bridge
then we'll find the crew.

The console is intact Captain.
I will...

try to re-route power to it.

Work fast.

Once we get this place lit up,
we're gonna draw a lot of attention.

What do you think? Can you find them?

Aye, Captain.

I am reconfiguring scanners
to modulate for the crew's sequence.

You, with me...
I left something behind.

That is one heck of a cold.

Nice job, Keenser.

Alright, we got about 15 minutes
until the next guard rotation.

Come on.

Let's go, c'mon.

Come on!

This is the Magellan probe.

Federation was using these to
find a way through the nebula.

What's he using it for?

What do you see?

He's been piggybacking the subspace
links between the probes.

Can we use it to send a
distress signal?

I can try.

It's sent.

He has access to Yorktown database.

What?

He's got Startfleet datafiles.
Ship logs...

including the Enterprise.

He's been watching us this whole time.

Captain,

the artifact was on the ship
the whole time?

I couldn't afford to get
caught with it,

so I hid it in here.

Tell Krall, I have the Abronath.

Do you believe every
sad story you hear?

Not every.

Put the phaser down. Please.

Did you get it, Chekov?

Aye, Captain, I've traced
the location of her comm.

What does Krall want with this thing?

To save you.

From yourselves.

Captain!

- You all right?
- Aye, Captain, but we are trapped.

Can you get this thing started?

Are you intimating that we should
engage the thrusters?!

I am open to other suggestions.

OK.

- There's a problem, sir.
- What?

Fuel is primed, but,
I cannot get it to combust.

Captain, we are basically
standing on a (w)ery large bomb.

If you miss the combustion compressor...

I am not gonna miss, come on!

Do you even know what the
combustion compressor looks like?

Ah, it's square, right?

No, sir, it's round!

That's what I said.

Go!

Chekov!

Chekov, move!

You think you know

what sacrifice really means?

Federation has taught you

that conflict should not exist!

But without struggle,

you would never know
who you truly are.

You have no idea who we are.

But you'll soon find out.

You mean the distress signal
you thought you sent?

The coordinates were altered.

Your rescue ships
will be stranded in the nebula

and your base left, full open.

You're going to attack Yorktown.

Millions of souls from every
Federation world

holding hands.

It's a perfect target.

You're wrong.

There is strength in unity.

The strength of others, Lieutenant,

is what has kept me alive.

No!

Spock.

Spock, wake up dammit!

I am entirely conscious, doctor.

I am simply contemplating
the nature of mortality.

Feeling philosophical, huh?

Massive blood loss'll do that to ya.

You asked me why Lt. Uhura
and I parted ways.

I became concerned,

in the light of Vulcan's demise,

that I owed a debt of duty
to my species.

You thought you should be off
making little Vulcans, huh?

Yup, I can see how that'd upset her.

I intended to discuss it
with her further

but I received some news which
affected me unexpectedly.

What news?

Ambassador Spock has died.

Spock, I'm so sorry.

I can't imagine what that
must feel like.

When you've lived as many lives as he

fear of death is illogical.

Fear of death

is what keeps us alive.

I want to live as he did.

That is why I decided

to redirect my efforts and
continue his work

on New Vulcan.

You're leaving Starfleet?

What Jim have to say about that?

I could not find the time
to tell him.

Well, I can tell you
he is not gonna like that.

Hell, I don't know what
he'd do without ya.

I mean, you know, me on the
other hand, I'd throw a party.

My god, you're getting delirious!

How far are we from the coordinates
from that call?

Still a ways, sir.

Captain?

When did you begin to suspect her?

Not soon enough.

How did you know?

I guess you could say
I got a good nose for danger.

Run!

Fight the power.
Fight the power.

We've got to fight
the powers that be

As the rhythm designed to bounce
What counts is that the rhymes

Is that music?

Where on earth is that coming from?

There.

I plugged the little box in the power cell
and the little mouth make it sing.

That's very clever.

Music is a bit old fashion
for my taste.

Not to mention very loud
and distracting.

But hey, well played!

I like the beat and shouting.

Oh, you do?

- Switch it off.
- Ach, you're OK. - Switch it off!

Someone set off one of my traps.

Captain?

- You know these men?
- Aye, lassie.

That wee man there is Pavel Chekov

and that handsome bastard
is James T. Kirk.

They're my mates.

It's good to see you sir.

What is she doing? Scotty?

Don't hurt them because...

You're free, James T.

Mr. Scott!

Who's your new friend here?

- She sure knows how to throw out
the welcome mat. - This is Jaylah.

I do not know what is a welcome mat.

- You find anybody else?
- No, sir.

I'm sorry. You're the only ones.

What the hell happened up there, Jim?
Why were we attacked?

They were after the artifact
we brought back from Teenax.

- Did they get it?
- No. - Have you got it?

No, I had to get it off the
Enterprise so I put it on a shuttle.

- You hid it in a shuttle.
- Yes...

... and no.

This is the USS Franklin, sir.
Can you believe it?

First Earth ship capable of warp 4!

Went missing in the Gagarin
Radiation Belt in the early 2160's.

I remember that from the Academy.
Captain Balthazar Edison.

In the first years of Starfleet.
How the hell did his ship end up here?

There's a lot o' theories, sir.

Surrended to the Romulans.

Captured by a giant green space hand.

This far out, it's gotta be
a wormhole displacement.

Can she fly?

She's missing a few driver coils
and the EPS conduits are fried

but Jaylah has done a marvelous job
of getting the ship's systems back online.

- Thank you, Montgomery Scotty.
- Pardon me.

Mr. Chekov, could you plug in
the coordinates.

See if you can track the crew's
location from the ship's sensors?

Aye, Captain.

He likes that seat.

Mr. Scott, tour.

Yes, the mess hall.
Jaylah, if you will...

Yes.

No clue what happend to the crew, huh?

Ach, no, sir. They'd be
dead a hundred years by now.

Is that?...

That's a PX-70!

My dad used to have one
when he was a kid.

Mom said he'd put her on the back
and then drive her nuts.

Sir.

So you're telling me this thing's
been here this whole time and

no one's ever noticed it?

She's riggeded up image refractors.

Like some sort of
holographic camouflage.

Aye, sir.

Captain!

I've intercepted a weak
communication transmission, sir.

It's a Starfleet frequency.

Can you lock onto the signal?

Yes, but how do we get to them?

I have an idea, sir,
but I'm gonna need your permission.

Why would you need my permission?

Because if I mess it up

I don't want it to be just my fault.

McCoy and Spock to Enteprise crew.
Come in, Enterprise crew.

Anyone.

Come on, Spock.

Come on, you can make it.

Leaving me behind will significantly
increase your chances of survival, doctor.

Well, that's damned chivalrous of you
but completly out of the question.

It is imperative that you locate
any surviving crew.

And here I was, thinking you cared.

Of course I care about you.

I always assumed my respect
for you is clear.

The dialogue we have had
across the years has always...

It's OK, Spock.
You don't have to say it.

Well, at least I won't die alone.

Well, that's just typical.

Come on you bastards!

Good to see you in one piece doctor!

Oh, am I?

I feel like my innards
have been to a barn dace.

Aye, well, these old transporters
were only ever used for cargo,

but a few modifications seemed
to do the trick.

I thought it was best
to beam you one at a time.

You know, in case you got spliced.

Oh, I couldn't imagine a worse scenario.

Good to have you back.
You all right?

Yeah, I'm fine. He's hurt.

I am functioning adequately, Captain.

In a pig's eye, you are!

Captain,

we discovered that the stolen artifact
appears to have come from this planet.

Dammit, Spock!

Are there any medical supplies
on this thing?

This way.

Lie down, come on.

There you go.

How are we gonna get out of
this one, Spock? We got...

no ship, no crew.

Not the best odds.

We will do what we have always done, Jim.

We will find hope in the impossible.

Let's get you patched up first, OK?

Captain.

You must focus your efforts
on helping the crew.

Well, that's why I need you
around Spock.

These things are from the dark ages.

Bones.

I'm pretty sure this is protoplaser.

It'll stop the internal hemorraging.
At least that's my hope.

"The miserable have
no other medicine but only hope".

At death's door and he's
quoting Shakespeare.

Captain's Log, Stardate 2263.2

We searched the wreckage.

He must have hidden it elsewhere.

All we have is his crew, Krall.

You will tell me where it is.

Now!

No!

Stop!

Let him go and I will give you
what you want.

No, Syl, don't!

Lieutenant,

unity is not your strength.

It is your weakness.

We should wait until
we're absolutely sure.

No, we have to get the crew back, now.

Chekov has the coordinates that
can lead us to Krall's base, so we go.

With respect, sir, how do we know
that Krall was at the base when she called.

And even if he was, we don't know
that the crew was with them.

Or if they're even still alive.

Mr. Chekov, Can you reconfigure
the search parameters

in order to compensate for this formula?

Aye, Commander but, what is this forumla?

It is vokaya, Mr. Chekov.
A mineral unique to Vulcan

which emits a low-level radiation.

I'll have to filter out
all other energy emissions.

Spock, what the hell would a Vulcan
mineral be doing way out here?

Where are you going with this?

Lt. Uhura wears a vokaya amulet

which I presented to her
as a token of my affection and respect.

You gave your girlfriend
radioactive jewelery?

The emissions is harmless, Doctor.

But its unique signature makes it
very easy to identify.

You gave your girlfriend
a tracking device?

That was not my intention.

I'm glad he doesn't respect me.

I am detecting a (w)ery trace of
mount of (w)okaya.

Does the location match the coordinates
you acquired from Kalar, Mr. Chekov?

It is a match, sir.

It's presence suggest that Lt. Uhura
and thereby the rest of the crew

are being held at Krall's base
of operation.

Can you beam them out?

No, sir, there is some
geological interference

that is blocking the transporter signal.

Well I guess we're gonna have to go in
and break them out the old fashioned way.

You cannot go to this place.

Everyone who goes there, he kills.

You've been there? You've seen it?

Why didn't you say something,
lassie?

Because I knew you will ask me
to take you there.

If your friends are there, then
they will die, just like my family.

And I will not go back
to that death place.

Aye, but if you've escaped, then you can
show us the way in and the way out.

No!

This is not the deal we made,
Montgomery Scotty.

If you choose to do this,
you're on your own.

- Wait, wait.
- Let her go.

She's lost people too, Captain.

Look, that's our friends
out there lassie, right?

We cannae just leave'em behind.

Now, we could really use your help.

We just need you to be brave,
is all.

When we were in that place,

Krall would come and take someone.

There were screams, I can still hear them.

And we would not see that person again.

We did not know who would be next.

My father planned an escape.

But we were seen by the...

by the one they call Manas.

My father fought him so I could get out.

He was brave

and Manas killed him.

What you want is impossible.

Look, maybe it's not.

Right, my wee granny used to say:
"ye cannae break a stick in a bundle".

You're a part of something
bigger now, lassie.

Alright, dinnae give up on that,

'cause we'll, sure as hell,
never give up on you.

That is what being part of crew
is all about.

Is that what you believe in, James T.?

All I know is, we stand
a better chance with you.

The digging machines uncover the tunnel
that goes into the crater.

That's how I got out.

So that'll be our way in.

The away team will beam to
the other side of the tunnel,

follow it to Krall's base,
get inside the building,

break out the crew.

Ah, Captain, we can not lock onto
anyone inside the crater

in order to beam them out.

Or, I could rig up pulse beacons
as pattern enhancers.

- That'll get the signal
into the crater. - Alright.

How many people can the
Franklin transport at a time?

Ah, with a wee bit o' modification,

20 max, but I'm not sure
how long it would hold out.

Bones, Mr. Chekov, Jaylah,
you're with me in the away team.

Mr Scott, modify that transporter

then do everything you can
to get this ship operational.

Captain, Mr. Chekov's technical acumen

makes him more valuable aboard
the Franklin with Mr. Scott.

Is thereby logical that
I would replace him.

Why is that logical Spock?
You just got back on your feet.

Lt. Uhura is in that facility, Jim.

I'll keep an eye on him.

Understood.

His soldiers are everywhere.
We won't pass unseen.

What we require is a diversion.

I think I have an idea.

This is Abronath.

It was used by the ancient ones
as a weapon.

But, when they could not
control its deadly power

they split it into two

and ejected the halves into space,

hoping it would be lost forever.

But I am grateful.

I have spent lifetimes searching for it,

only to have you find it for me.

The poetry of fate.

The world that I was born into

is very different from yours, Lieutenant.

We knew pain, we knew terror.

Struggle made us strong,

not peace, not unity.

These are myths the Federation
would have you believe.

Those are strong words.

You might even believe them.

But there's something else
going on with you.

Something underneath.

Wait.

What are you doing with her?

You already got what you wanted,
let her go!

No!

Manas,

it's time.

The Federation has pushed
the frontier for centuries,

but no longer.

This is where it begins, Lieutenant.

This is where the frontier,
pushes back.

This way.

Where is he?

I gotta admit,
it's a hell of a distraction.

Your friends are over there.

Come on.

Let me deal with them.

You've brought us this far.

Finish the mission, Krall.

Go!

Commander, Uhura they took her.

Get the remainder of the crew
to safety.

Come on, let's go. Move!

- I've got them, Mr. Scott.
- OK, Mr. Chekov, increase the signal.

We're gonna grab them 20 at a time.

- Aye.
- Let's hope this doesn't get messy.

Energize!

Spock!

What are you doing here?

Clearly, I am here to rescue you.

Let's go.

Good to see you, wee man.

You'll die here as your father.

Ten seconds until transporter's
recharged, doctor.

Wait for my signal.

- Doctor! - Dammit man, we're not
leaving without'em!

Come on, let's go! Move, move!

We are ready for an extract,
just turn on your beacon.

- Scotty, do you have everybody?
- Aye, sir. Everyone except you and Jeylah.

Start the beacon and we'll grab ya.

They will leave you here.

Captain, your beacon!

- There it is!
- Energize!

Jaylah!

OK, let's never do that again.

I agree, James T.

You all right?

Captain, this thing he has...

Yorktown. He's gonna destroy Yorktown.

You take my house

and you make it fly.

Scotty, can you get this thing started?

Start it, yes.
Flying sir, that's a different thing.

These old vessels, they were built in space.

They were never supposed
to take off from atmosphere.

Make it happen.

They're called Starships,
for a reason, Captain.

You tell me this now?

Because I didn't wanna disappoint ya.
You know, in case ya didn't make it back.

How thoughtful, Mr. Scott.

Captain.

He's launching.

The attack on Yorktown
may be just the beginning.

Armed with this bioweapon,

he could rid it of all life

and use the base's advanced technology

to attack an untold number
of Federation planets.

We're just gonna have to
get this thing flying.

Ach, we cannae just jump-start it, sir!

OK, all systems online.

Dilithium chambers
at 70% and climbing.

Primary subwarp engines standing by.

Mr. Sulu.

You can...

you know...

fly this thing, right?

You kidding me, sir?

Fantastic.

Scotty, how are we looking?

Ready as she will never be, sir.

That's what I like to hear.
Alright.

Bones, where are we with the crew?

I could use a functioning med-bay
but otherwise we're secure down here.

Mr. Sulu,

we have to achieve terminal (w)elocity

in order for the stabilizers
to pro(w)ide lift.

Are you sure this drop
is high enough to do that?

We'll find out.

Call it, Mr. Sulu.

Aye aye, Captain.

Mr. Chekov, be ready to hit
the forward stabilizers

full, on my mark. One quarter impulse.

Right.

- One half impulse, Mr. Chekov.
- Aye.

We should belt up. Go on, go, go, go!

Easy, Mr. Sulu,
let's not break her, now.

Anytime, Mr. Sulu!

Now, Mr. Chekov!

I have Def-alert on incoming vessel.

No reply to all frequency ID requests.

Visual.

Red alert! Red alert!

Look how far they've come.

I'm picking up distress signals from
every frequency coming from Yorktown.

Krall's already starting his attack.

Mr. Scott, what kind of
weapons do we have?

We have pulse-phase cannons
and spatial torpedoes.

Great, lock and load.

It does not matter.
You cannot defeat the bees.

Maybe we lure them away.

How do we get Yorktown,
time to get people to safety?

We are coarse and buggy,
compared to those things.

We're barely holding together,
as it is, Captain.

Captain.

The flight patterns of bees are
determined by individual decisions.

Krall's swarm formations
are too complex

not to rely on some form of
unified cyberpathic coordination.

- I surmize that if we...
- Spock.

Skip to the end.

What he's saying is, that if we
disorient the swarm, we can kick its ass!

Precisely.

Scotty, can you beam me onto
one of those swarm ships?

Have you gone completly mad?

- Yes or no?
- No!

Yes...

Maybe.

Captain, my familiarity of the interior
of those ships, however brief,

makes me more qualified
for this away mission.

Spock, you're still hurt.

She's right, Spock.

I acknowledge and respect your concerns.

Perhaps you would feel more confident
if I were accompanied by someone

with a familiarity of both
the ship and my injury.

He's gonna love this.

You want me to do what?

Come along, Doctor.

Woah, wait a minute!

Why, you green-blooded ingrate!
This was your idea.

It's a good idea, Bones.

You know, next time you have a
piece of pipe stuck in your transverse,

call a plumber!

Just make sure you find a way
to break those things.

If it gets hairy
I'll beam ya straight back.

Energize.

You're gonna do great!

Dammit, Jim, I'm a doctor, not a...

You do realize, the last time
I fooled with one of these things

we crashed!

So don't blame me if we...

...hit something.

Spock, to Franklin.

Spock, we read you.

Captain, from what I can
ascertain, the ships do indeed,

share a cyberpathic link
which coordinates their actions.

Patching it through, now.

That's what their signal was.

They weren't jamming us,
they were talking to each other.

How do we get them to stop talking?

What about electromagnetic focusing?

We can use the transporters
to disturb their network.

Focus might be too specific.

If we could plant some sort of disruptive
communication signal inside the swarm,

it might adversely affect
their capacity to coordinate.

It would have to be at a frequency
they would not anticipate.

We could cause a chain reaction
that will wipe out the whole swarm.

Sir, a closed network like that might
be susceptible to very high frequency.

VHF.

Radio.

We can broadcast something
from the ship

to drown out their links.

Something loud and distracting.

Loud and distracting?

I've got just the thing!

Do not break my music.

Break it?! It'll get an upgrade.

Swarm ships are 60 seconds
from breaking through!

I just got to reconfigure the VHF
output into a multiphasic sweep.

- Let me do it.
- Lassie, I've been doing...

Let her do it.

Alright, you do it.

There, see?

Simple.

Alright.

Captain, we're ready to broadcast.

But the signal won't travel far,
we have to get closer.

- How close?
- Very.

Intercept course, Mr. Sulu.

Put us right in the middle
of that thing. - Yessir.

My old friend.

The swarm ships are doubling back
they're forming an attack wave, sir.

I think we got their attention.

Hold steady, Mr. Sulu.

Brace yourselves, everybody.

Spock, stand by to drop out
of formation.

- Scotty, you all cued up back there?
- Aye, sir.

Ready to broadcast at 57.7 MHz.

- Made your choice, lassie?
- I have the bees and shouting*.

Let's make some noise.

That's a good choice.

I can't stand it
I know you planned it

But I'm gonna set it straight,
this Watergate

I can't stand rocking
when I'm in here

Because your crystal ball
ain't so crystal clear

Faster, Doctor, we risk being
consumed by their trajectorial decay.

Damn back-seat driver!

- Get ready, Doctor!
- I see it, I see it!

So listen up 'cause
you can't say nothin'

You'll shut me down
with a push of your button?

But I'm out and I'm gone

I'll tell you now
I keep it on and on

Is that classical music?

Yes, Doctor, it would seem to be.

Lt. Uhura, make sure Yorktown
has the frequency to broadcast.

Sir, we now have the distrupion frequency.

Broadcast!

Waaaahh!

Listen all of y'all it's a sabotage

Listen all of y'all it's a sabotage

You all right, Spock?

We are fine, Captain.

But there are still three ships
heading into Yorktown.

That's got to be Krall.

Keep on him, Spock.

Do whatever it takes to stop him
from using that weapon.

My house is breaking!

It must be polarization of
the hull plating.

I can redirect power from the
dilithium chamber. I need help.

I need you, Jaylah, let's go!

Do not lose them, Doctor.

You're more than welcome
to switch places with me, Spock.

Captain, intercepting all three ships
is an impossibility.

Gimme a schematic of Yorktown.

There. Yorktown headquarters.

Mr. Chekov, can you do a bioscan
of central plaza?

Aye.

They're clearing ci(w)ilians.

Bones, there's a city plaza
coming up.

You gotta make sure Krall
heads for it.

- Why?
- Just do it!

Sulu, get us up there!

Hold onto something!

- Great work, Bones.
- Thanks, Jim.

Now I just gotta figure out
how to land.

Captain, I have 3 hull breaches
from the impact.

Deck 3, the cargo bay and
the engine room.

Alright, Sulu, Chekov,
check the cargo bay and deck 3.

W need confirmation that the weapon has
been neutralized and that Krall is dead.

Captain.

It's Krall.
We've seen him do this.

It's a some kind of energy transference,
it physically changes him.

He must still be on board.
We would've seen him leave.

Sulu, contact Yorktown security

and lock down the ship.

Let's go.

It's about, damn, time!

Captain.

- It's about, damn, time!
- push the frontier...

- It's about, damn, time!
- push the frontier...

- It's about, damn, time!
- push the frontier...

It's him.

Scotty, I need you to link into
the Franklin database.

Find out what you can about
Balthazar Edison.

- What, the Captain of the Franklin?
- Yeah.

Sir, he'd be long dead.

No he's not. I don't know how,
but Edison is Krall.

What'd you find?

Well, his record goes back
way before the Federation even existed.

He was a Major in the United Earth
Military Assault Command Operation.

A lot of off-world combat.

- He was a soldier.
- Aye, sir, and pretty good one.

His military service came to an end
when MACO was disbanded.

Why? What happened?

The Federation, sir; Starfleet.
We're not a military agency.

They made him a captain and
gave him the Franklin.

- Scotty, bring up his logs.
- Aye, sir.

Captain's Log...

Last record.

Captain's Log...
I don't remember the Stardate.

All distress calls, unanswered.

Of the crew, only 3 remain.

I won't die*

The indigenous race abandoned
this planet long ago.

They left behind sophisticated
mining equipment

and a drone workforce.

They had some sort of technology

that prolongs...

life.

I'll do whatever it takes
for me and my crew.

The Federation do not care about us.

You'll probably never see me again

but if you do

be ready.

Why has he not used his weapon yet?

Because he wants to find somewhere
to inflict maximum damage.

He needs a distribution system.

They have to circulate
air here, right?

Aye, sir. There's an atmospheric
regulator in the core.

Lieutenant, contact Yorktown

make sure they shut it down
until we find Krall.

How would he access the core?

Well, there's a maintenance tower
at the station's gravitational nexus.

That's the only way.

Scotty, you get over there,
make sure it gets shut down.

Lassie, you're with me.

Look, this thing is impossible
to shut down.

Aye, well...

...we'll see about that.

Mr. Scott,
why is that thing still on?

We're working on it, sir. But as you can imagine
there's a lot of safety protocols

surrounding the thing that, you know,
keeps everybody alive.

Figure something out!

Be careful captain.
Gravity is gonna get a bit screwy

the closer you get to the center.

Right, we should scan the operational
schematics. See if there's a backdoor.

Lassie, I'm gonna need your eyes.

Strong*!

What happened to you, out there?

Edison.

Edison?

I have to say, Kirk,

I've missed being me.

We lost ourselves,

but gained a purpose!

A means to bring the galaxy
back to the struggle

that made humanity strong.

I think you underestimate humanity.

I fought for humanity!

Lost millions to the Xindi
and Romulan wars.

And for what?

For the Federation to sit
in the captain's chair,

and break bread with the enemy!

We change. We have to.

Or we spend the rest of our lives
fighting the same battles.

You lost!

There's no way you can make it back there.

Give up!

What, like you did?

I read your ship's log,

Captain James T. Kirk.

At least, I know who I am!

I'm a soldier.

You won the war, Edison.

You gave us peace!

Peace...

is not what I was born into.

- Scotty.
- Captain.

He's using the gravitational slipstream
to carry him back to the center.

No!

- What's that?
- Weapon's in the chamber.

Captain we have to stop
the processor now,

or everything breathing
in Yorktown is dead.

You can't stop it.

You will die.

Better to die saving lives

than to live with taking them.

That's what I was born into.

- Scotty.
- Captain, I think we can redirect it.

There's a sealed
construction hatch

that'll let you vent
the weapon into space.

Now we can override the locks, from up
here, but you have to activate the hatch.

- I just have to hit a button.
- It's not a button, sir.

It's a silver lever under
a white panel.

- Got it.
- And there's 4 of them.

Once you turn the hatch
you have to exit the chamber immediately.

If the hatch is open when the
processors cycle and you're in it,

you're gonna get sucked into space.

What happens if the hatch isn't open?

You're gonna get sucked into
a big fan,

with the weapon. And we all die.

Dammit, Jim, you won't
make it out in time.

The vent.

Get out of there, James T.

Scotty, the last hatch won't open.

- Scotty.
- Work fast, Captain, time's running out.

He's not gonna make it.

What would I do without you, Spock?

For decades, the Federation
t'ought that he was a hero.

I guess time will judge us all.

He just got lost.

You saved this entire base, Kirk.

Millions of souls. Thank you.

It wasn't just me. Never is.

Needless to say the
position of Vice-admiral, it's yours.

No one deserves it more.

Vice-admirals don't fly, do they?

No.

They don't.

No offense, ma'am but...

where's the fun in that?

You didn't even try to get
our time out here reduced?

Why would I get it reduced?

Bones, we know our way
through the nebula now.

Can you imagine, what we'll find?

Alien despots, hell-bent on
killing us.

Deadly space-borne, viruses
and bacteria.

Incomprehensible cosmic anomalies
that could wipe us out in an instant.

It's gonna be so much fun.

By the way, where're we going?
I thought we're here get a drink.

I know you told me to keep it
under wraps, but...

Happy birthday!

Mr. Sensitive?

- Here you go.
- Thanks, Scotty.

Everybody raise a glass
to Captain James T. Kirk.

- Captain Kirk.
- Thanks, everybody.

- To the Enterprise...
- To the Enterprise.

...and to absent friends.

- Here's to that.
- Cheers.

Alright, let's get this party started.

I thought you've got to
finish your mission report.

I do.

But I thought it would be more pleasing
to engage with you socialy.

You old romantic!

Do you know that scotch was actually
in(w)ented by a little lady in Russia?

Excuse me.

Did you drink all those yourself?
I'm impressed.

Someone said it will take
my edge off.

My edge is still not off.

Right, well, maybe this'll help.

Captain pulled a few strings.

That is acceptance into
Starfleet Academy, if you want it.

We have a lotta rules.
Don't listen to'em all.

Will I have to wear that uniform?

'Fraid so.

Hey, Keenser.

Kevin, still not wearing pants,
I see.

I heard about Ambassador Spock.

Is that what you wanted to mention

that time in the turbolift?

More or less.

I trust your meeting with
Commodore Harris went well.

More or less.

You really wanna head
back out there, huh?

Space, the final frontier.

These are voyages
of the starship Enterprise.

Its continuing mission to
explore strange, new worlds

to seek out new life and
new ci(w)ilizations

to boldy go where no one
has gone before.

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