missed the staff meeting.
Your worktoday
has been outstanding.
I will recommend you all
for promotion...
..in whatever fleet we end up
serving. Best speed to Genesis.
I am Saavik. Can you speak?.
The Genesis Wave. His cells
could have been regenerated.
Captain, this is Saavik.
Come in, please.
- Yes, Saavik, go ahead.
- We have found the life sign.
It is a Vulcan child, perhaps eight
to ten Earth years of age.
- A child?! How did he get there?
- It is Dr Marcus' opinion that...
..that the Genesis effect has in some
way regenerated...Captain Spock.
Saavik, that's...extraordinary.
What would you like to do next?
Request permission
to beam aboard immediately.
Does Dr Marcus thinkthere's any
chance of radioactive contamination?
- No.
- None that he can detect, sir.
I'm going to advise Starfleet
and get instructions.
- I'm sure Starfleet would approve.
- But let's do it by the book.
Standby on this channel. Go.
Starfleet Command, this is
USS Grissom on coded channel 98.8.
Come in, please.
Sir, something is jamming
our transmission. An energy surge.
Locate!
Sir, it's from astern!
Oh, my God.
Gunner... Target engine only.
- Captain, what is happening?
- We're under attack!
Stand by for evasive.
Fire.
I wanted prisoners!
A lucky shot, sir...
Animal!
- Sir, may I suggest...
- Say the wrong thing, Torg!
There are life signs on the planet.
Perhaps the very scientists you seek.
- Saavik calling Grissom...
- Very good.
Grissom, this is Saavik on emergency
frequency. Come in, please.
What happened to them?
It would seem the Grissom was
destroyed by an enemy attack.
We must go.
They will soon come after us.
Estimating Genesis,
2.9 hours present speed.
- Can we hold speed, Scotty?.
- Aye, she's got her second wind now.
- Scan for vessels in pursuit.
- Scanning. Indications negative.
Did I get it right?
Great, Bones, just great.
It's time for total truth between us.
This planet is not what you intended
or hoped for, is it?
Not exactly.
Why?.
I used proto-matter
in the Genesis matrix.
An unstable substance which
every ethical scientist in the galaxy
has denounced
as dangerously unpredictable.
It was the only way
to solve certain problems.
So, like your father,
you changed the rules.
If I hadn't, it might have been
years, or never!
How many have paid the price
for your impatience?
How many have died?
How much damage have you done?
And what is yet to come?
Bridge, nothing happening here.
- This planet is ageing in surges.
- And Spock with it.
- It seems they're joined together.
- They are.
How long?
Days. Maybe hours.
I'm sorry.
It will be hardest on Spock.
Soon he will feel the burning
of his Vulcan blood.
- I don't understand.
- Pon Farr.
Vulcan males must endure it every
seventh year of their adult life.
Whoever they are,
they're getting closer.
- I'll go.
- No.
I'll do it. Give me your phaser.
Sir, Starfleet calling USS Grissom.
A warning about us.
- Response?
- Nothing. As before.
What's the Grissom up to?
Will she join us or fire on us?
Chekov, break silence. Send
Captain Esteban my compliments.
- How are we doing?
- How are we doing?
Funny you should put it
quite that way, Jim.
We are doing fine.
But I'd feel safer
giving him one of my kidneys
than what's scrambled in my brain.
No response from Grissom
on any channel.
Keep trying.
At regular intervals.
So it has come.
It is called Pon Farr.
Pon Farr.
Will you trust me?
We are secured from Warp Speed.
Now entering Genesis Sector.
Proceed at impulse power.
- Vessel entering sector.
- Yes.
Federation Battle Cruiser.
Have they scanned us?
Not yet.
Engage cloaking device.
I'd swear there was
something there, sir.
What did you see?
For an instant, a scout class vessel.
Could be Grissom.
Patch in the hailing frequency.
Grissom, this is Enterprise calling.
Please come in.
Grissom, this is
Enterprise calling. Do you read?
Spock!
I've come a