All language subtitles for Star Trek The Original Series [1x09] - Balance of Terror

The ceremony will be carried
on all viewing screens, sir.

Good.

There's a call for you
from the bridge.

Kirk here.

[Spock]
Still no answer

from Earth outpost
number 2.

Now number 3
has gone silent.

Maintain course
to outpost 4.

Keep me informed.

Kirk out.

Since the days
of wooden vessels,

shipmasters have had
one happy privilege--

that of uniting two people

in the bonds of matrimony.

We are gathered here today

with Angela Martine
and Robert Tomlinson

in the sight of your fellows

in accordance with our laws

and our many beliefs--

[Ship's Whistle]

Alert!

All decks--alert!

Alert! Alert!
Captain to the bridge.

Kirk here.

[Spock] Earth outpost 4
reports they're under attack--

a space vessel,
identity unknown.

Full ahead. All decks--
condition red.

All decks--condition red.

All decks--condition red.

Space...

the final frontier.

These are the voyages
of the starship Enterprise.

Its five-year mission--

to explore strange
new worlds,

to seek out new life
and new civilizations,

to boldly go where
no man has gone before.

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.

Outpost 4 reported
under attack, sir.

Then message terminates.

Verified, Captain.

Our speed is now maximum, sir.

Position-- 8 minutes from outpost 4
at this velocity, sir.

Scotty...

I've talked to my engine room.

We'll get more speed out of her.

Did outpost 4 give anything

on the attacking vessel, Lieutenant?

No identification, sir.

There can't be much doubt
who's attacking, sir.

Mr. Spock,

put this star sector
on our screen.

Now show our position.

Signal this to all decks,
Lieutenant.

All decks standing by, sir.

This is the captain speaking.

In our next action,

we can risk neither
miscalculation nor error

by any man aboard.

Listen carefully.
Science Officer.

Referring to the map
on your screens,

you will note beyond 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.

As you may recall,
this conflict was fought,

by standards today,

with primitive atomic weapons

and in primitive space vessels

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.

What you do not know
and must be told

is that my command orders
are precise and inviolable.

No provocation
will be considered

sufficient reason
to violate the zone.

We may defend ourselves,

but, if necessary

to avoid interspace war,

both these outposts
and this vessel

will be considered expendable.

Captain out.

We know outpost 4
has been attacked, sir.

If we intercept Romulans now--

After a century,
what will a Romulan ship look like?

I doubt they'll
identify themselves.

They're painted
like a giant bird of prey.

Is history your specialty?

Family history.

A Captain Stiles
was in the space service,

and several officers--

all lost in that war, sir.

Their war, Mr. Stiles.

Not yours.

Don't forget it.

Yes, sir.

Outpost 2 coming
into sensor range, Captain.

Outpost 2
was the first to go silent?

Yes, Captain.

Then outpost 3 an hour later.

Sweeping the area of outpost 2.

Sensor reading indefinite.

Double-checking outpost 3.

I read dust and debris.

Both Earth outposts gone,

and the asteroids
they were constructed on...

pulverized.

Open a channel
to our nearest command base.

Quarter-hour reports
on our position and status.

Yes, sir.

Call battle stations,
Mr. Sulu.

Battle stations.

All hands
to battle stations.

Battle stations.

Battle stations.
All decks acknowledge.

All decks acknowledge, sir.

All stations show green.

Energize main phasers.

All weapons to full power.

All weapons to full power.

Phaser control room.

Energize. Acknowledge.

Phaser control acknowledging.

All weapons energizing to full.

Happy wedding day... almost.

You won't get off my hook
this easily.

I'm going to marry you, mister,

battle or phaser weapons
notwithstanding.

Well, meanwhile,
temporarily at least,

I am still your superior officer.

So get with it, mister.

Helm weapons ready.

Starboard weapons ready.

Acknowledged.
All weapons batteries ready.

Outpost 4 now 5 minutes away.

And showing on my sensors.

At least it's still there.

Sir, regaining contact
with outpost 4.

Switching to speakers.

Outpost 4...

Do you read me, Enterprise?

This is Commander Hansen.

Kirk here.
We're minutes away, Hansen.

What's your status?

Outposts 2, 3, and 8 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?

Confirm what hit you, Hansen.

What vessel? ldentity?

Space vessel, only glimpse of.

Can you locate
the intruder for us?

Negative.

It seems to have
disappeared somehow.

I have you on my screen now.
Switching to visual.

Tie us in.

Tied in, sir.

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?

Affirmative.

What about the intruder?

No identification.

No answer to our challenge.

Only a glimpse of it.

Then they fired something at us--

some form of high-energy plasma.

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.

Lock us onto your screen.

Switching.

Can you see it, Enterprise?

Can you see her?

It's becoming visible

in the center of my screen.

Do you have phaser capacity?

Negative.
Phasers gone.

Weapons crew dead.

Make challenge.
Warn that ship off.

I'm trying, sir.
They don't acknowledge.

Outpost 4...

disintegrated, Captain.

Position of the intruder,
Mr. Spock.

Disappeared.

Interesting how
they became visible briefly.

When they opened fire.

Perhaps necessary
when they use the weapons.

A blip on the sensor.
Could be the intruder.

Full magnification.

Screen is on full mag.

I don't see anything.

Can't understand it.

Invisibility is theoretically possible,
Captain--

selectively bending light.

But the power cost is enormous.

They may have solved that.

Continuing to challenge.
Still no response.

Discontinue.

Contact remaining outposts.

Have them signal us

any sightings or sensor readings
in their area.

Blip has changed its heading.

And in a leisurely maneuver.

They may not be aware of us.

Their invisibility screen
may work both ways.

With that kind
of power consumption,

they may not be able to see us.

His heading is now 111...

mark 14--

The heading a Romulan would take

toward the Neutral Zone...

and home.

Parallel course.

Don't you mean
interception course?

Negative. You and Mr. Sulu will
match its course and speed exactly,

move for move.

If he has sensors,

he should think
we're a reflection,

an echo.

Do not enter the Neutral Zone
without direct orders.

Acknowledged, sir.

Cancel battle stations.

All decks--
standby alert.

Cancel battle stations.

May I respectfully
remind the captain

what has happened?

Romulans have attacked our outposts,
killed our men.

Mr. Stiles--

It was a sneak attack.

Are you questioning my orders?

Negative, sir.

We could have Romulan spies
aboard this ship.

I agree, sir.

Respectfully recommend

all decks maintain
security alert.

Very well.

All decks--
security alert.

Security alert, sir.

Picking up communications.

It's from their ship.

Pipe it in.

Sounds like code, sir.

I have a fix on it, Captain.

I can lock on it,

get a picture of their bridge.

Put it on the screen.

Decoding?

Cryptography
is working on it, sir.

Give it to Spock.

I didn't quite get that, Mr. Stiles.

Repeat it.

I was suggesting that Mr. Spock

could probably
translate it for you, sir.

I assume you're complimenting
Spock's abilities.

I'm not sure, sir.

Here's one thing
you can be sure of--

Ieave any bigotry in your quarters.

There's no room for it on the bridge.

Do I make myself clear?

You do, sir.

Transmission has been cut off.

I made a tape of it, sir.

Very well.

[Transmission Playing]

Something visual ahead, Captain,

at extreme range.

He's changing course, sir.

Stay with him, helm.

Turning, sir.

We grow visible.
Attend the cloaking system.

It consumes much power, Commander.
With no enemy to concern--

That Earth outpost
called to an Earth vessel.

Which neither retreats
nor grows near.

It is our judgment
we run from a reflection.

Perhaps so, but my judgment prevails.

Cloaking system on, sir.

It is good we approach
the Neutral Zone.

Not too soon for me

to see the stars of home.

I know they are following.

If an Earth ship,

why does he not attack?

First study the enemy,

seek weakness.

If I were their commander,

that is what I would do.

My commander sent for Decius.

A message was dispatched.
You've broken the rule of silence.

Only to inform our praetor
of the glorious mission.

Your carelessness might have ended
this glorious mission.

You're reduced two steps in rank.

Take care, Commander.

He has friends,

and friends of his kind
mean power,

and power is danger.

Danger and I are old companions.

We've seen 100 campaigns together.

Still I do not understand you.

I think you do.

You know what happens when we reach home
with proof of the Earthmen's weakness,

and we will have proof.

The Earth commander will follow.

When he attacks, we will destroy him.

Our gift to the homeland--
another war.

If we are strong,
isn't this the signal for war?

Must it always be so?

How many comrades
have we lost?

Our portion, Commander...

is obedience.

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 maneuvers.

Now back to the first course.

They're turning, sir.

We're staying with them.

Steady on 111, mark 14.

Back on their original course, Captain,

toward the Neutral Zone.

What's our position, navigator?

We'll enter the Neutral Zone
in less than an hour,

assuming, of course,
that we don't turn back.

[Scott] We now have aboard
debris from outpost 4, Captain.

Bring it to the briefing room.

Are you ready, gentlemen?

From the outpost
protective shield--

cast rodinium.

This is the hardest substance

known to our science.

Lab theorizes
an enveloping energy plasma

forcing an implosion.

Comments?

Obviously, their weaponry
is superior to ours,

and they have a practical
invisibility screen.

You're discussing tactics.

Do you realize what this comes down to?

Millions of lives hanging on what we do.

Or on what we fail to do.

The question remains.

Can we engage them with
a reasonable possibility of victory?

No question.
Their power is simple impulse.

We can outrun them?

To be used in chasing them
or retreating...sir?

Go ahead.
I'm looking for opinions.

- We have to attack immediately.
- Explain.

They're still on our side
of the Neutral Zone.

It's clear they broke the treaty.

Attack without a visible target?

How do we aim our phasers?

Aim with sensors.
Not accurate, but--

Enough for a lucky shot
before they target us?

If we don't,

they'll report we saw
their weapons and ran.

And if they could report
they destroyed us?

You run away from Romulans,
and you guarantee war.

They'll be back

with everything they've got.

You know that, Mr. Science Officer.

You've always left out that point.

I'm very interested in why.

Sit down, mister.

I agree.

Attack.

Are you suggesting
we fight to prevent a fight?

Based on what?

Memories of an old war?

On theories about a people
we've never even met?

We know what they look like.

Indeed we do.

If Romulans are an offshoot

of my Vulcan blood,

then attack becomes
even more imperative.

War is never imperative.

It is for them, Doctor.

Vulcan, like Earth,

had its aggressive
colonizing period,

savage even by Earth standards.

If Romulans retain
this martial philosophy,

then we dare not show weakness.

Do you want a galactic war?

Captain to bridge.

This is Uhura.

What's our position?

Course unchanged. Estimating
treaty boundary in 21 minutes.

Are you broadcasting
tactical reports?

Affirmative.

At this distance?

Approximately three hours
before receiving

a reply to our first message.

Check our course ahead,
Mr. Spock.

A comet, magnitude 7,

dead ahead,

and the intruder
changing course toward it.

Comet lchyrus-4.
Composition?

Quite ordinary.

An ionized mass, a trail
of frozen vapor particles.

And when an invisible object
passes through it...

It leaves a visible trail.

Ah!

Our chance, gentlemen.

Prepare to attack.
All hands--battle stations.

I hope we won't
need your services, Bones.

Amen to that.

You're taking a big gamble, Jim.

Battle status?

All stations manned, Captain.

Phaser weapons energized.

Set for proximity blast.

Intruder bearing directly
for comet's tail.

Plot his point of entry, Stiles.

Computed.
On the board, sir.

When he enters the comet's tail,
he's visible.

End run, gentlemen.

We'll swing around
the other side

and catch him at that moment.

Acknowledged, Captain.

He's maintaining
that bearing, Captain.

Let's get him, Mr. Sulu.

How pleasing to the eye it is.

Behold a marvel in the darkness.

You spoke of entrapment.

Its many particles will obscure

their sensing device, centurion.

We enter it, Commander.

Once fully obscured,

we will turn suddenly back
upon our adversary.

The screen is clear.

Clear?

Our reflection no
longer follows us.

Escape maneuver one!
Quickly!

We're losing sensor contact,
Captain.

Steady as she goes.

Phaser crews ready?

Phaser crews signal ready, sir.

He'll only be visible
for a moment.

Stand by.

Sir...

he must have--

Guessed our move.

Hard to starboard, helm!

Hard to starboard!

He did exactly
what I would have done.

I won't underestimate him again.

Now, fire blind.
Lay down a pattern.

Traverse pattern!
All phasers fire!

Phaser one, fire!

Phaser one, fire!

Phaser two, fire!

Phaser two, fire.

Divert all power to weapons.

Phaser overload.

Control circuit burnout.

It'll take time
to correct, sir.

Captain,
are they surrendering?

Full astern!

Emergency warp speed!

- Do we have emergency warp?
- Full power. It's still overtaking us.

If we can get
one phaser working, sir,

one shot would detonate it.

Navigation?

Estimate it will overtake us
in two minutes.

Phasers, Mr. Spock?

Impossible, Captain.

Feed this to the space recorder
and jettison immediately.

Captain, should I
continue log entry--

Yeoman.

Affirmative, continue log entries.

Yes, sir.

10 seconds to impact.

Captain...

It's dissipating, sir.

It must have a range limit.

5...

4...

3...

2...

1...

impact!

Limited range.

Phasers operational, Captain.

Intruder bearing 111, mark 14.

Back to his old course.

He may think we're destroyed.

I wouldn't make that assumption.

I don't think
their captain will, either.

Intruder holding steady,
course 111, mark 14.

Same as before, Mr. Sulu.

Stay with him.

Commander, the reflection returns.

Activate our cloak.

Our fuel's low!

Quickly!

The Earth vessel? lmpossible.

It moves as we move.

Its commander is not one
to repeat a mistake.

We'll enter the Neutral Zone
in one minute, captain.

Do we violate the treaty, Captain?

They did, Doctor.

Once inside, they can claim we did.
They want war, we provoke it.

We're still on our side, Captain.

Let's get them
before we enter the Neutral Zone.

Full ahead, Mr. Sulu.
Maximum warp.

Ahead, sir.
Maximum.

Phasers, stand by.

At this distance?

We know their achilles heel,
Mr. Stiles.

Their weapon takes all their energy.
They must become visible to launch it.

A phaser hit at this distance
would be wild luck.

I'm aware of that.
Are phasers ready?

Phasers show ready.

Commander!

Evasive action.

The Earth ship again.

20 seconds to Neutral Zone, sir.

Lieutenant Uhura,

inform command base...

In my opinion, no option.

On my responsibility,

we are proceeding
into the Neutral Zone.

Steady as we go, Mr. Sulu.
Continue firing.

Commander,
they stay within range!

I will tend to the centurion.

No need.

Centurion is dead.

Why don't we fire, 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.

Yes, Commander.

The body of the centurion, too.

Forgive me, my old friend,

but I must use all my experience now

to get home.

Motion sensor signal stopped.

Cease fire.

Debris scatter ahead, sir.

We've hit it.

Vessel wreckage--
metal molds, conduit,

plastaforms, and a body, Captain.

However...

However?

Insufficient mass, sir.

What?

Simple debris.

Not a vessel,

a trick.

Go to sensor probes.

Nothing, sir.

No motion out there at all.

We've lost them, Captain.

Captain's Log, Stardate 1709.6.
We are at the Neutral Zone.

Have lost contact
with the intruder.

No reaction
on our motion sensors,

but believe the Romulan vessel
is close by

with all engines and systems
shut down.

The Enterprise also waits in silence
in hope of regaining contact.

Captain, I must make further repairs
on the transfer coil.

It's giving out again.

Work quietly.

Now 20 full cycles, Commander.

Still no sign.

I say he's been fooled.

He must have gone on.

Shh... he is there somewhere.

I feel it.

Captain's Log, supplemental.

Now motionless
for 9 hours, 47 minutes.

Can I get you something, sir?

Coffee, at least?

Thank you, Yeoman.

Bring it to the bridge.
I'll be there in a moment.

Yes, sir.

I wish I were on
a long sea voyage somewhere.

Not too much deck tennis.
No frantic dancing.

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?

Captain--

No, I don't really
expect an answer.

But I've got one.

Something I seldom say

to a customer, Jim.

In this galaxy,
there's a mathematical probability

of 3 million Earth-type planets.

And in all of the universe,

3 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.

[Alarm Sounds]

It's all right.

It's all right.

A signal, Commander.

We have him.

Move toward him.

Power on.

Reverse course.
He'll try to slip under us.

Lateral power.

Coming around.

Phasers, fire.

Phasers, fire.

Commander, how?

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.

We are beaten.

Can it be true?

The praetor's finest
and proudest flagship beaten!

Perhaps we can yet save

your praetor's pride for him.

More debris into the tubes!

Decius, do we have the old-style
nuclear warheads aboard?

Yes, but only for self-destruction.

Place one with the debris.

Proximity fuse.

Yes, Commander, at once.

More wreckage across our path.

Cease fire.

Debris on our scanners.

Analysis, quickly.

Same as before.

Except...

one metal-cased object!

Helm, hard over!
Phasers, fire point-blank!

Phasers, fire!

Glorious.

Glorious.

Now we go home.

They're at our mercy.

Commander...

I remind you of your duty.

- Captain to sick bay.
- McCoy here.

- Casualties?
- 22 so far.

Mainly radiation burns
from the ship's outer areas.

Could have been much worse, Captain.

Thank you, Doctor.

Report, Mr. Spock?

Nuclear device of some kind, sir.

Our phasers detonated it
less than 100 meters away.

- Ship damage?
- Mainly overloads and circuit burnouts.

- Weapons status?
- We've only the forward phaser room.

- Fully operable, Scotty?
- Yes, sir.

But Tomlinson is manning it alone.
No standby crew available.

Sir, my first assignment
was in weapons control.

Go.

Lieutenant Uhura,
take over navigation.

Yes, Captain.

We have engine power now, Captain, if
you'd like to move off and make repairs.

No. Maybe we can pull them back

to our side of the Neutral Zone.

Hold our position.
Play dead.

Still no sign of movement,
Commander.

We're damaged ourselves.

Our fuel reserve is gone.

And it is our duty

to crush the praetor's enemies.

I do not trust their captain.

We are in the Neutral Zone!

They will not enter.

If you refuse,

permit me the glory
of the kill, Commander.

We will attack...

but on my order.

Damage reports, Mr. Stiles?

Negative.

Will you require assistance?

This time, we'll handle things
without your help, Vulcan.

Tomlinson!

Enemy vessel becoming visible, sir.

Forward phasers, stand by.

Fire!

Fire!

Stiles, can you hear me? Fire!

Fire!

Stiles, can you hear me? Fire!

Fire!

Stiles, can you hear me? Fire!

Stiles!

Weapons!

Mr. Sulu, prepare to move in
on the Romulan vessel.

Ship-to-ship, Uhura.

Put this on the screen.

Hailing frequencies open.

Captain, standing by to beam
your survivors aboard our ship.

Prepare to abandon your vessel.

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.

What purpose will it serve to die?

We are creatures of duty, Captain.

I have lived my life by it.

Just one more duty to perform.

- You all right, Mr. Spock?
- Yes, very well, Captain.

- And you, Stiles?
- I'm alive, sir.

But I wouldn't be.

Mr. Spock pulled me out
of the phaser room.

He saved my life.

He risked his life after l--

I saved a trained navigator
so he could return to duty.

I am capable of no other feelings
in such matters.

How many men did we lose?

Only one-- Tomlinson.

The boy who was getting married
this morning.

His fiancee's at the chapel.

We finally received
an answer from command base, sir.

They'll support
whatever decision you have to make.

It never makes any sense.

You both have to know
that there was a reason.

I'm all right.