kid. How old are you? -Seventeen, sir. -Oh, good, he's 17. Doctor. Mr Chekov is correct. I can confirm his telemetry. If Mr Sulu is able to manoeuvre us into position, I can beam aboard Nero's ship, steal back the black hole device and, if possible, bring back Captain Pike. I won't allow you to do that, Mr Spock. Romulans and Vulcans share a common ancestry. Our cultural similarities will make it easier for me to access the ship's computer to locate the device. Also, my mother was human, which makes Earth the only home I have left. Then I'm coming with you. I would cite Regulation, but I know you will simply ignore it. See? We are getting to know each other. Prepare the drill. All stop in three, two, one. Give me one-quarter impulse burst for five seconds. I'll do the rest with thrusters. On my mark. -Aye. -Fire. Transporter Room. We are in position above Titan. Really? Fine job, Mr Sulu. Well done. -How are we, Scotty? -Unbelievably, sir, the ship is in position. Whatever happens, Mr Sulu, if you think you have the tactical advantage, you fire on that ship, even if we're still onboard. That's an order. Yes, sir. Otherwise we'll contact the Enterprise when we're ready to be beamed back. Good luck. -I will be back. -You better be. -I'll be monitoring your frequency. -Thank you, Nyota. -So her first name's Nyota? -I have no comment on the matter. Okey-dokey, then, if there's any common sense in the design of the enemy ship, I should be putting you somewhere in the Cargo Bay. -Shouldn't be a soul in sight. -Energise. Captain, we have Starfleet officers aboard the ship. -One of them is Vulcan. -No. Ayel! I'll cover you. -Are you certain? -Yeah, I got you. Do you know where it is? The black hole device. And Captain Pike. Move! They have activated the drill. Communication and transport are inoperative. Sulu, please tell me you have them. Otherwise we won't be able to beam them back. Kirk and Spock are on their own now. I foresee a complication. The design of their ship is far more advanced than I had anticipated. Voice print and face recognition analysis enabled. Welcome back, Ambassador Spock. Wow, that's weird. Computer, what is your manufacturing origin? Stardate 2387. Commissioned by the Vulcan Science Academy. It appears that you have been keeping important information from me. You're gonna be able to fly this thing, right? Something tells me I already have. -Good luck. -Jim. The statistical likelihood that our plan will succeed is less than 4.3%. -It'll work. -In the event that I do not return, -please tell Lieutenant Uhura... -Spock! It'll work. Fascinating. Start-up sequence initiated. Nero, order your men to disable the drill or I will... I know your face from Earth's history. James Т. Kirk was considered to be a great man. He went on to captain the U.S.S. Enterprise. But that was another life. A life I will deprive you of, just like I did your father. Captain Nero. The Vulcan ship has been taken. The drill has been destroyed. Spock! Spock! -Open a channel. -Yes, sir! Spock. I knew I should have killed you when I had the chance. I hereby confiscate this illegally obtained ship and order you to surrender your vessel. -No terms. No deals. -That ship, take it out. Sir, if you ignite the red matter, -you'll destroy... -I want Spock dead now! -He went to warp, sir. -Go after him! Yes, sir! Your species is even weaker than I expected. -I can't... -You can't what? You can't even speak. -What? -I got your gun. What's he doing? Ambassador Spock, you are on a collision course. Fire everything! Incoming missiles. If the ship is hit, the red matter will be ignited. Understood. Captain, I've picked up another ship! -What are you doing here? -Just following orders. Enterprise, now! Nice timing,
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