eight.
Engineer, report your status there.
Just a second. We're picking up
the pieces down here.
Mr Scott, we need warp drive.
An engine imbalance created
the wormhole in the first place.
We must correct it.
That object is less than two days
from Earth. We must intercept it.
Navigator, lay in a new heading
to conform with our initial IP.
Mr Sulu, you have the conn.
Mr Decker,
I'd like to see you in my quarters.
Mind if I tag along, Captain?
Level five.
Explanation. Why was
my phaser order countermanded?
The Enterprise redesign
increases phaser power
by channelling
it through the main engines.
When they went
into antimatter imbalance,
the phasers
were automatically cut off.
You acted properly, of course.
Thank you, sir.
I'm sorry if I embarrassed you.
- You saved the ship.
- I'm aware of that, sir.
Stop competing with me, Decker.
- Permission to speak freely?
- Granted.
You haven't logged a single star hour
in two and a half years.
That, plus your unfamiliarity
with the ship's redesign,
in my opinion
seriously jeopardises this mission.
I trust you will... nursemaid me
through these difficulties, mister?
Yes, sir, I'll do that.
Then I won't keep you
from your duties any longer.
- Yes, Doctor?
- Aye, sir.
He may be right, Jim.
Was it difficult?
No more than I expected. About
as difficult as seeing you again.
- I'm sorry.
- That you left Delta IV?
Or that you didn't even say goodbye?
If I had seen you again,...
..would you have been able
to say it?
No.
Make your point, Doctor.
The point is,
it is you who's competing.
You rammed getting this command
down Starfleet's throat.
You've used this emergency
to get the Enterprise back.
And I intend to keep her, is that it?
Yes.
It's an obsession.
An obsession that can blind you
to more critical responsibilities.
Your reaction to Decker
is an example, Jim.
- (signal)
- (Uhura) Bridge to Captain.
Viewer on.
Signal from a Federation-registered
long-range shuttle.
She wishes to come alongside
and lock on.
For what purpose?
Security scan shows it has
a grade-one priority, Captain.
Non-belligerency confirmed.
I suspect
it is a courier ofsome kind.
Very well, Mr Chekov. See to it.
Viewer off.
Your opinion has been noted.
Anything further?
That depends on you.
Security scan. One boarder.
Identity, Starfleet inactive.
Permission to come aboard, sir.
Granted, sir. Gran...ted.
(Uhura gasps)
- (Sulu) Why... Why, it's Mr...
- Spock!
Spock!
Commander, if I may?
If...? Oh!
I monitored your communications
with Starfleet, Captain.
I'm aware
of your engine-design difficulties.
I offer my services
as Science Officer.
With all due respect, Commander.
Our Exec has no objections?
No. I know Mr Spock's qualifications.
Mr Chekov, log Mr Spock's
Starfleet commission reactivated.
List him as Science Officer.
Both... effective immediately.
Mr Spock!
Well, so help me,
I'm actually pleased to see you.
- It's how we all feel.
- Captain, with your permission,
I will discuss fuel equations
with the Engineer.
Mr Spock.
Welcome aboard.
Captain's log, stardate 7413.4.
Thanks to Mr Spock's
timely arrival and assistance,
we have the engines rebalanced
into full warp capacity.
Repair time less than three hours.
We will be able to intercept intruder
while still
more than a day from Earth.
Warp, point eight.
Point nine.
(Sulu) Warp two.
Warp three.
Warp four.
Warp five.
Warp six.
Warp seven, sir.
Science Officer Spock
reporting as ordered.
Please, sit down.
You haven't changed a bit.
You're just as warm
and sociable as ever.
Nor have you,
as your predilection
for irrelevancy demonstrates.
Gentlemen.
At last report, you were on Vulcan.
Apparently to stay.
Yes, you were undergoing
the Kolineer discipline.
Sit down.
If you are referring to the Kolinahr,
Doctor, you are correct.
Well, however it's pronounced,
Mr Spock,
it's the Vulcan ritual supposed
to purge all remaining