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Captain's log, stardate 6031 .2.

We're in standard orbit above the
neutral planetoid Babel, awaiting the

aboard of Federation ambassadors who
have been attending a crucial economic

conference.

One ambassador, however, prefers an
older form of transport.

You must think I'm hopelessly old
-fashioned.

Ma 'am?

Well, to prefer traveling by shuttle
rather than having my atoms shooting

through space.

I always found that a very...

unsettling concept.

I see the doctor agrees with you.

He's a sensible man.

You know, you remind me so much of
someone I knew a long time ago.

Would that be because I remember my
grandfather, Dmitry Chekhov, Federation

Ambassador to Russia?

You mean from Earth?

Of course.

I knew him as ambassador when I first
went into service for Obsidia.

I liked him very much.

He liked you.

He told me so, many times.

Did he?

Many times?

Yes, ma 'am.

What the hell?

What are you doing?

Buying time. That debris field might
camouflage our image.

We won't know what to target.

Target? His disruptors are armed.

Hold on.

I'm going to try something.

Space, the final frontier.

These are the new voyages of the
starship Enterprise, its five -year

explore strange new worlds, to seek out
new life and new civilizations, to

boldly go where no man has gone before.

Oh, my.

Yes, ma 'am.

That was exciting.

Sorry. I hadn't planned on any
entertainment.

Captain, the Klingon is signaling us.

He identifies himself as a Dark
Destroyer.

On screen, Lieutenant.

Aye, sir.

Well, well, well.

Lost a little something up you cook.

Our sensors had the shuttle at all
times. But it's thoughtful of you to

neutral space to see about it. Now get
gone.

Ah, but it is neutral space.

You have no authority to order me out.

I just came by to offer a friendly
greeting.

Get in a little target practice.

If you were friendly, you wouldn't have
come in cloaked.

We have been visiting quite a few of
your Federation planets lately.

The ones that have failed and been
abandoned.

They make very nice and easy additions
to the Klingon Empire.

Karg, get out of here before I run you
out under escort.

Mr. DeSalle, phaser?

Hot and locked on the Klingon.

You hear that, Captain?

I am sure we will see you again, Kirk.

As our Empire.

Expat. I think a welcoming committee for
Ambassador Morgan and Mr. Chekhov is in

order. Mr. Spock, Bones, you're with me.
Got it. You have the count. Aye, sir.

Hangar deck secured.

Hangar deck pressurizing.

That was really quite a ride.

Permission to come aboard. Granted, sir.

You know, you did a wonderful job.

Thank you.

This way, Ambassador.

That was a

nice piece of flying, Mr. Chekov.

Thank you, sir.

Captain James T. Kirk, Ambassador.

Welcome aboard the Enterprise.

Thank you, Captain.

I have to apologize for that little
Klingon incident.

My pilot was very skillful.

However, I may have to consider the
transporter next time.

Allow me to introduce you to my first
officer, Mr. Spock.

Mrs. Spock?

My chief medical officer, Dr. Leonard
McCoy. Ambassador, if you were injured

shaken up in the shuttle, I'd be happy
to... Oh, not at all, Dr. McCoy. I'm

fine. However, I would appreciate some
rest in my quarters.

Well, permit us to escort you to your
quarters, Ambassador.

Mr. Chekov, take the ship out of orbit
and set a course straight for Earth.

See you later, Pavel.

Lady Rainer.

Let's go, Pavel.

I was never that young.

I trust the council sessions went well.

Not at all, Captain. I'm afraid we
didn't accomplish a thing.

That's disturbing.

The Federation credit system is
collapsing on planet after planet.

Credits aren't worth the same from one
planet to the next.

Resupplying consumables in certain
sections of the Quadrant has become

where the value of the credit has been
devalued. Yes, but it's more than that.

The planets with viable economies can
hold their own, but others left

are falling into economic ruin and will
soon be abandoned.

How well we know that. The Enterprise
has assisted in the evacuation and

relocation of two Federation colonies so
far.

The Council debated for over three
months and came up with no solution. And

won't meet again for another six months.

I am not hopeful.

Our Klingon visitor pointed out
abandoned planets are ripe for the

Yes, by the Klingons or the Romulans.
So, we have economic chaos, failing

worlds. We must find a solution.

Otherwise, I'm afraid the Federation
will not exist much longer.

Mr. Sulu, you are relieved.

Take good care of her tonight, Vincent.

Not a bad piece of flying out there,
Chekov.

Thank you.

Considering you're not rated for helm as
well as navigation?

Well, it doesn't matter in a shuttle, as
I demonstrated.

Still, a double bridge qualification
means more when promotions come up.

So, what's your phaser firing rank?

85.

97.

Have fun at dinner. Dinner?

With Ambassador Reyna.

Oh, really?

It's just enough.

Captain, I'm picking up a blip.

It's pacing us.

Can you make it out?

Could be a ship. It's just on the edge
of our long -range sensors.

All I got was a flash. Solid, but
unidentifiable.

I want the sensors set for a constant
sweep around the ship.

I want a 24 -hour surveillance.

If there's something out there, I want
to know what it is.

He told me all the old Russian folktales
when I was a boy.

But he set them in outer space.

An alien planet, of course.

Of course.

I wanted to visit them all, so I became
an alligator.

Very simple.

Dimitri was such an inspiring man,
wasn't he?

Do you know that he told me when I was
22 that I could be the Obsidious System

ambassador?

He was always so positive.

He said he saw in me all the
possibilities even then. He was right.

all about you, you know.

Yes, many times you said.

I think he was just a little bit in
love.

Was he?

Yes.

You know, this is much too complicated a
subject to be discussing at such a late

hour. Perhaps we could do it on another
occasion?

Tomorrow. Dinner?

Done.

Slum and lard.

Not like you to come down here for a
visit.

The navigation system's showing a slight
deviation off prime.

It's only a tenth of a degree, but it's
increased since I noticed the last

shift.

Took a look at it, but I'll have to wait
a bit.

We're having a wee bit of a problem with
the manifold pressure here.

He's still stuck!

I don't see how you could have been
shielded from that radiation burst.

But there doesn't seem to be any damage.

Then I can return to duty.

Take this shift off.

Go back to your quarters and relax.

Doctor, I feel fine. Hey, doctor's
orders.

And if you decide to disobey, remember,
I can pull you in here for a complete

two -day medical exam.

With probes.

Just because.

I think I'll go back to my quarters.

And relax.

Status, Mr. Scott.

Do you want the full report of the
summary?

The summary will do.

All right, then.

We've got one warp engine, one impulse
engine.

Full warp will be impossible, and
maneuvering will be clumsy.

But we're working around the clock to
get us back online.

How long?

As soon as humanly possible is the best
we can do.

McCoy to bridge.

Kirk here. What is it, Bones?

Captain, report to thick bay as soon as
possible.

Can it wait?

Now, Jim.

All right, Doctor. I'm on my way. Mr.
Spock, you have the bridge.

Stay on it. This

shouldn't

be. I mean, he was perfectly fine on the
last scan.

Yesterday.

Did you miss anything?

Well, then why is this happening?

History. On Gamma Hydra 4, he was
exposed just as we were to the aging

Back then, a burst of adrenaline allowed
him to escape the full effect, but

obviously his body's been harboring the
disease all this time.

And?

He suffered a massive radiation dose.

It unleashed the disease, and now the
Hyralin therapy isn't working.

Prognosis, Doctor.

He's aged 25 years in one day.

Bones, what can you do?

Nothing, Jim.

I can't stop it.

No.

This has to be the water struggle.

The ship's computer connects with all
the medical knowledge the Federation

I'll do my best, Pavel.

Count on it.

That's not good enough.

You have to find a cure.

There has to be one.

If there isn't... But you always have an
answer.

Lieutenant, maybe you'd better think
about putting a few things in order.

Just in case.

I don't have to.

I'll report to my station now.

Mr. Chekov, in your condition, I think
it's best that you remain here in

sickbay. Unless Dr. McCoy thinks it's
all right, you may return to your

quarters.

But I feel fine.

Captain.

Picking up that anomaly again.

Stronger now.

I'm definitely reading it as another
ship.

Spock, configuration.

I cannot make it out, sir. It remains on
the extreme edge of our sensor

perception.

Or it could be taunting us by cloaking
and uncloaking.

Klingon?

Romulan.

Either is possible.

Lieutenant Uhura, hail that ship.

Aye, sir.

Federation Starship USS Enterprise to
Unidentified Vessel.

State your planet of origin and purpose
in this quadrant.

No response, sir.

Open the channel, Lieutenant.

Aye, sir.

Karg, if that's you, no more games.

As of right now, my phases are armed,
and they're going to stay hot.

Close channel, Lieutenant.

Aye, sir.

Mr. Spock, the ship is on yellow alert.

All ship's eyes and ears are to remain
on that intruder.

I want to know their every move.

If he's cloaked, sir, then he has to
uncloak the fire's disruptors.

Full yellow alert, Mr. Spock. Until and
unless I order a stand.

Understood, Captain.

I'm young.

Damage, I'm young.

And this can't happen.

Why me?

I didn't do anything.

I was just there.

Everyone else was cured.

Why am I the only one that wasn't?

I didn't do anything!

Who... Who's there?

Lady Raina. May I come in?

A moment.

Please

Come

Pavel

I'm so sorry

funny

I didn't hear an announcement on the
ship's intercom.

Well, you know how it is. You tell one
person in strictest confidence and...

It's all over the ship in an hour.

It's only a rumor.

Yes, but Pavel, surely... Dr. McCoy is
searching the medical files right now.

He always has an answer.

Yes, I'm sure he'll find a cure for you.

Yes.

Give me the Tellarite information.

Their physiology is only remotely like a
human.

Get it anyway.

Of course.

So how are we doing?

We're making progress.

Give me another hour, and I'll have a
second work engine online.

Thanks, Gabby.

Sir, the unidentified vessel is moving
in our direction. Bering 230 Mark 5.

Picking up speed.

It's gone.

Cloaked.

Trajectory. Angle on our starboard bow.

Vessel uncloaking. 200 ,000 kilometers
and closing fast.

It's Klingon.

Disruptor ports are open.

Red alert, now.

Red alert.

All hands, man your battle stations.
This is not a drill. I repeat, all

man your battle stations. This is not a
drill.

Where are you going?

To my station.

You can't.

I'm the best defense officer that
Captain has.

Pavel, did he call you?

Shields out, sir. We have full power on
deflectors and phasers.

Shields are gone, sir.

Got it.

When can I have power to maneuver?
Captain, I can give you phasers and

on maneuver and power, but I cannot give
you both.

The best you can, as soon as you can.
Right, sir. I better get down there.

Phasers targeted.

Ready to fire.

He's coming around, sir.

Fire.

Damage report sections five and six.

Isolating that section now.

Helm is sluggish, sir.

Power down 30 percent.

Forty. Centel, report.

Diverting power to maneuvering.

Uhura, shut off that noise. Mr. Spock,
monitor the reports and give me a

of the damage.

Yes, sir. Do we still have shields and
phasers?

Shields at 20%. Phasers are down.

We have full photon torpedo capacity.

Then let's give him a job.

Yes, sir.

Damn. Full spread, sir? If he didn't
deviate from his original course... No,

Spock. We might need them later, and
we've got a ship to save.

Mr. Spock.

Phaser and shield power is compromised,
but we still have power to maneuver

slowly. Four quarters decked and one
engineering level are damaged. We have

crew. Personnel is checking the roster
now. Kick bay is flooded with injured.

And Mr. Scott?

He begs to inform you he generally only
performs miracles on Tuesdays and

Thursdays.

Today is Monday.

Very well. Carry on, then.

extensive damage to decking and

Thank you.

Thank you, Mr. Cooter.

Does anybody have any good news? We have
all our engines back.

On the other hand, two of our generators
were damaged by the hit on engineering

level three.

If we go to warp, I don't have enough
power for the phasers and shields.

If we stay here, I can give you those.

So we can run, or we can stand here and
fight? That's about it, sir.

We're working on it.

Lieutenant Uhura, send a subspace mayday
to all Federation starships in range.

We've been attacked by a Klingon vessel.

Without provocation.

We're able to move, but we don't have
adequate defenses.

The Federation ambassadors on board are
at high risk, and we can't protect them

if we're attacked again.

Captain's log, supplemental.

I've decided to wait at the site of the
attack, hoping my call for help will

bring us an escort of Federation
vessels.

Thus far, no response.

Pavel.

Pavel.

Why are you wasting your time sleeping?

What the hell?

What? Indeed.

I'm still asleep.

I have to be.

You're not.

You're not an hallucination?

Not to you.

What? Anyone else looked in here? You
would be talking to yourself.

I have to see Dr. McCoy.

He will only tell you what you already
know.

What? That I'm losing my mind?

Are you?

What do you see when you look at me?

Myself. The way I should be.

I see the way I will be.

Would be.

If I was given the time.

Let me tell you something.

That mirror is not our friend.

We could cover it up.

It wouldn't change the truth of the
matter.

Are we going to admit what that is?

Yes.

I,

me, were young two days ago.

Now look at us.

Grandfathered hands look like that.

You know what I think?

I'm dying.

And you're here.

And this is starting to get very
Russian.

Any response to that?

No, sir.

Keep sending them my day.

Aye, sir.

Do you remember everything?

Tables.

Billy Claiborne.

I made a hell of an outlaw.

They killed us then.

It was an illusion.

If you don't believe, it is not real.

This is real.

Yes.

Come up, try and you lie.

You mean Martha Landon?

She was beautiful.

We were in love.

The planet that there was no disease and
no one ever grew old.

The feeder of the ball.

Captive to a machine god.

Would you settle now for such a life?

I don't know.

You wouldn't. I wouldn't.

Harry Mudd.

And all his beautiful, ageless...
Androids.

Captain, I've got another blip.

Unidentified vessel closing on us back.

Uncloaked Klingon vessel.

Not the same one that attacked us.
Message coming in, Captain.

It's from the Klingon.

On screen.

Greetings, Captain Kirk. We intercepted
your distress call.

Come to gloat?

In fact, we came to help.

Really?

Then I've got a great deal for you on
some waterfront property in Riverside,

Iowa. I do not understand the record.

Just what do you want, Kirk?

On my honor, Kirk, the ship that
attacked you was not Klingon. Are you

me that we didn't see the vessel that
uncloaked and fired upon us? I can have

the visual record played back for you.

Lieutenant Uhura.

Have you ever seen a magician's trick,
Kirk?

The success of the trick lies in your
seeing what he wants you to see.

And your point is...

Kirk, I know where my sister ships are.

On my honor, the vessel that attacked
you was not Klingon.

Based on past history, I can't accept
that. Sir, Captain Karg has twice said

his honor the attack vessel was not one
of theirs.

To Klingons, honor is everything, more
important than their very lives.

He harried the shuttle at Babel. A
different time, a different exercise.

I believe he means exactly as he says.

It was not a Klingon that attacked us.

What are you suggesting, Karg?

I have a proposition for you.

Then let's hear it.

I am willing to transport aboard your
ship, Captain.

We should conduct our business face to
face.

All right, then.

Prepare to beam aboard.

I look forward to meeting you.

Lieutenant Uhura, have security escort
Mr. Karg to the briefing room and ask

Scott to join us.

Spock, you're with me. DeSalle, you have
the cut.

Growing up.

This is all that I wanted.

To be an officer on a starship.

But once I did that... It wasn't enough
just to have my commission and this

birth. I had to be the best navigator.

The best weapons officer.

Not just the best on the ship.

The best in the army.

You did the world a lot of time to do
this.

That was before.

I had years to spend.

And now this thief of time in my body
has taken them.

I've lost all the things I could have
had.

Opportunity.

Love.

Joy.

Life.

I'm 25 years old.

I'm not just going to die.

didn't get to live.

We both had the same dreams.

Why are you here?

I suppose I want to know.

If this is all there is, was it worth
it?

That's one of those questions, isn't it?

Was I a good person?

Did I make a difference anywhere?

Did I worth the time I spent here?

I'd like to see it.

So would I.

But can I?

You said Scott's life.

Reflexes. No.

You had a choice. You could have gotten
out of the way and saved yourself.

Maybe.

Would you have done anything else?

If I knew the cost?

I honestly don't know.

Then what's left?

We don't have much time.

I should be on that bridge.

That Klingon is still out there, and I'm
the best weapons officer the captain

has. Best in the fleet.

Why not report in? I can't. Dr. McCoy
won't clear me for duty.

But he will.

Yes.

He has to.

Welcome aboard.

Odd situation we are in, isn't it, Kirk?
And if we're going to make the most of

this, we'd better get started.

Please.

Anything can be resolved after a hot
glass of tea.

Grandfather's motto.

But not this.

No.

Cure these properties.

Good for the soul.

And cure this problem.

Do you remember?

Everything. I was thinking of Apollo.

Try to make us worship him. Obey him.

Or tip his buns there.

Well, he'd been a god.

Have you noticed that, metal worker?

I did. I wonder why.

Because humans have this stubborn streak
in them. You try to tame them, bend

them. They rebel.

Why aren't we rebelling against this
king?

You go into this heaven.

You know you could die.

You hope you won't.

But you know you can.

If you're lucky, you'll leave past your
soul here.

Take your pension.

And go live on a nice blue and white
planet in sunshine and joy.

And?

Not and.

Or... You die young.

And... One hopes.

Heroic.

But this... No heroics, no glory, no
sunshine and joy.

But we've done a thing or two, haven't
we?

Are you ashamed of our record? Of how we
served?

No.

I... We

did our best.

Yes.

Damn right.

Should we regret?

Not one thing.

Can you prove no Klingon was responsible
for this attack?

How? Shall I contact our sister ships
and interrogate the captains?

And if I did, would you believe them?

No.

We have to trust your honor, Kirk.

Why attack the Enterprise so deep in
Federation space?

Why attack your ship at all?

Because you're not above causing chaos
where you can, Lottie.

Captain Kirk, you understand we have
ears on Babel.

We are well aware the economic
conference was useless.

Threatening the Federation ambassadors
aboard is a waste of effort.

They are only going home through poor
defeat.

Failing French planets will be abandoned
and can be taken over by our invasion

troops if we want them.

The only reason to attack you is to
place blame on the Klingon Empire.

And who would want to do that?

The Romulan Star Empire.

It's possible, Captain.

They are occasionally Klingon allies,
though they do not have the same goals.

You would know, of course.

Projections based on past history and
societal ambitions are quite logical.

Or it could be someone else.

Which is why I'm offering our
assistance.

Cut them loose, Captain.

Why would the Sassanach want to help us?

Because whoever it is, is an enemy to us
both.

You're on, Captain.

Let's do this.

Captain's log supplemental.

The Enterprise faces the possibility of
another attack.

This time, however, we have an unlikely
ally.

On screen, Mr. Fox.

This is the ship that attacked us.

It is a perfect replica.

Replica?

Since it could not have been one of our
ships, it must be a replica.

The name?

Symbol of the ship.

Danger, Stalker.

And an identifying vessel number.

Before you ask, there is no such ship in
our fleet.

But the Klingons can prove it's not
theirs.

The Marauder does not intend for that to
happen, Commander Scott.

They can destroy us and leave enough
evidence the Klingons perpetrated the

attack.

The Federation leaps to the desired
conclusion.

And we're in the middle of a war.

Clever. But we're not going to
cooperate.

Scott, repair status.

You're going to owe the entire
engineering department a round, sir.

Both the phasers and the shields are
back on line.

Two rounds, Mr. Scott. Just as soon as
we're out of this.

Gentlemen, now we recall our mayday.
We're fully operational, so we don't

any more help. We can report that this
alien ship is not Klingon.

Baiting a trap.

With a little help from our friends.

Let's move.

Pavel, it's Raina.

Come.

I thought you might need some company.

I know I certainly do.

It's gotten lonely in here the last few
hours.

Shutting yourself off?

Do you mind if I turn up the lights?

No.

I'm sorry if I embarrassed you.

There is not much left to embody.

It will arrive.

Leave the lights up.

The Enterprise is fully repaired.

The Captain expects another attack, but
we have an ally.

But no one responded to our lady.

Someone did.

Captain Karg of the Dark Destroyer.

You've got to be joking.

No, that would be a Russian joke.

Oh, Pavel, if ever you were needed, it
would be in the next few hours.

That may be all the time I have left.

USS Enterprise to all Federation vessels
in the Alpha Quadrant.

We're withdrawing our mayday. We have no
further need of assistance.

There are a few similar diseases, but
they're genetic and not induced in the

same way.

But similar.

There are no cures for them either.

I have to report to the captain.

I understand.

McCoy to Kirk.

Kirk here.

Captain, I've completed my final
examination of Mr. Chekov.

As we discussed, the situation has not
changed.

My diagnosis remains the same.

Thank you, Bond.

Mr. Chekov.

We're going to need you.

Report to the bridge.

Was that the wisest decision, Jim?

Maybe not, Spock.

But it was the best one.

You heard the captain.

How much time do I have?

Honestly. Dammit, Pavel, I'm a doctor,
not a watchmaker.

Soon.

It's all right.

Dammit, man.

You saved Scotty, but you sacrificed
him. No sacrifices.

It was worth it.

It was all worth it.

You can't know that.

Oh, yes.

I can.

Go on.

Captain wants you on the bridge.

Klingon vessel, I'm cloaking on the port
bow.

100 ,000 kilometers.

Relative position, 180 degrees, mark 3.

I have you.

On screen.

Long range, full perimeter, scan.

No other vessels, sir.

Where is Karg?

Probably ran.

They are targeting the previously
damaged area, Captain.

Shields.

Holding start.

Mr. Chekov.

Forges are gone.

Secondary deflectors holding.

Phasers still charged and ready.

Captain! The hostile is recharging
disruptors.

Now!

The Marauder has been damaged.

Not enough.

He's coming about.

The Marauder is preparing to fire again.

Secondary shield gone.

We still have phasers. Any signal from
Kark? Negative, sir.

We cannot withstand another attack,
Captain.

The hospital had charged torpedo rat. A
strategic hit will stop Mr. Chekhov's

aerobatics. Not likely.

This is Chekov.

That was the most elegant weapon
demonstration I've ever seen.

Captain, incoming message from the Dark
Destroyer. On screen.

That worked out well.

You're late.

But in time for the kill.

Karg, we need to know who they are.
Which is why I offered to board the

They have dishonored the Klingon Empire.

I want to know who these people are,
even more than you do, Kirk.

Very well, Captain.

But I expect a report as soon as you
find anything.

Permission to return to my quarters,
Captain.

Lieutenant Uhura, have Ambassador Morgan
come up to the bridge.

Sir, report coming in from Captain Karg
on the hostile.

On screen, Lieutenant.

What is it, Karg?

As I assured you, Kirk, this is not a
Klingon vessel.

It is a Federation ship modified to look
like one of ours, but only on the

exterior and in its weaponry. What's its
origin?

Exterior. How can you tell?

Well, look at him. He hasn't even
covered his interface.

This whole ship reflects their building
style.

Federation, yes, but with Asterion's
particular touch. And how would you

Captain, I think I know what's happened.

Asterion is one of the systems with a
shaky economy, hovering on the edge of

collapse.

But I don't understand.

Asterion is known for their engineering
and technological advancement.

They're extremely valuable to the entire
Federation.

Absolutely.

But they've placed primary emphasis on
combat devices and inventions.

In a federation of peace, they face
failure on a planet -wide level because

there's no use for their technology.

And they've consistently refused to
change directions or goals, even though

means their own economic death.

Their philosophy is there will always be
a war. All they have to do is simply

wait for one.

But how did they get a clipping device?

Captain, my inquiries into classified
records indicates that Starfleet gave it

to them for reverse engineering after
we...

removed it from the Romulan vessel 18
months ago.

And if they could provoke a war between
the Federation and the Klingons... A war

would fuel their entire economy and make
them more necessary to the Federation,

but not to them alone.

Who's been on this with you?

We have already asked that question.

This one has chosen not to answer it.

What about the others on board?

All dead.

By their own hand, I can assure you.

I can continue questioning.

No. Prepare them to beam aboard the
Enterprise.

They'll face trial for their crimes, and
their planetary leaders will join them.

I owe you that courtesy, Kirk.

That's only because we stood together
this time.

The next time.

Until then, Kirk.

Close channel, Miss Uhura.

Sir?

Mr. Spock will detain the Asterion and
tow his ship to the nearest starbase.

Ambassador, I'd like your... written
opinion on this situation to go along

my official reports.

Of course.

You realize we may never discover who
else was involved.

You mean we may never know who all of
our enemies are inside the Federation.

Keep it in mind, Captain Kirk.

And look to your back.

Pavel, we're almost at Starbase 16.

From there, the ambassadors will be
given transit to their home planet.

Leaving?

In three moments.

We'll need a pilot, a shuttle.

Mr. Scott has volunteered.

Good man.

Thanks to you, he's alive to do it.

Apollo, it has been my great honor and
joy to know you.

Thank you for bringing me home.

The pleasure has been mine.

Been a steady stream of visitors

through here today.

Dr.

McCoy.

He brought me a bottle of vodka

for when I'm On my feet again.

And... Spoke...

For... My

journey.

I thought I'd take my turn.

Captain and all.

Who would have thought I'd leave so
long?

In such a short time.

I didn't do it so badly, did I?

Mm -hmm

Captain's log, stardate 2683 .4. An
attempt to rescue the Enterprise from a

Romulan threat has propelled Hulu
forward 30 years in time.

That's a signal.

Let's get back to Hulu.

That's Captain's name, right?

Hulu, what about 30 years to you?

It was 30 seconds, it was.

Something else?

Alana. Who is she?

She's my daughter.

You're Captain Kirk, aren't you?

How did you know?

My father told me you were impressive
and knew it.

You command miracles and you don't even
know it.

I'm starting to.

We now have only 32 minutes before our
shields collapse.

I don't care who dies.

He lives.