and quiet appeals to me,
Lieutenant.
Maybe that's okay for someone like
you, whose career is winding down.
But me, I need some challenge
in my life, adventure.
Maybe even just a surprise or two.
Well, you know what they say.
Be careful what you wish for.
You may get it.
Good evening, Commander.
is everything ready?
Step into my parlor, gentlemen.
- That's Admiral Kirk, my God.
- Very good for you, Lieutenant.
But it's damn irregular. No
destination orders, no encoded IDs.
- All true.
- What are we going to do about it?
I’m not going to do anything, but
you're going to sit in the closet.
Have you lost
all your sense of reality?
This isn't reality.
This is fantasy.
You wanted adventure, how is this?
The old adrenalin going, huh?
Good boy.
Now get in the closet.
- Go on. Go on!
- I’ll just get in the closet.
Okay!
- I’m glad you're on our side.
- Can you handle that?
I’ll have Mr. Adventure
eating out of my hand, sir.
And I’ll see all of you
at the rendezvous. And Admiral...
All my hopes.
As promised, she's all yours, sir.
All systems automated and ready.
A chimpanzee and two trainees
could run her.
Thank you, Mr. Scott.
I’ll try not to take that personally.
My friends, I can't ask you
to go any further.
Dr McCoy and I have to do this.
The rest of you do not.
Admiral, we're losing precious time.
- What course, please, Admiral?
- Mr. Scott?
I’d be grateful, Admiral,
if you'd give the word.
Gentlemen... May the wind be
at our backs. Stations, please.
- Engage auto systems.
- Aye. Engaged.
- Clear all moorings.
- Cleared, sir.
- One quarter impulse power.
- One quarter impulse.
Commander, Starfleet,
on emergency channel.
He orders you
to surrender this vessel.
No reply, Chekhov.
Steady as she goes, Sulu.
Yellow Alert.
Captain to the bridge.
This is the Captain. How can you have
a Yellow Alert in space dock?
Sir, someone is stealing
the Enterprise.
I’m on my way.
Yellow Alert.
All stations, Yellow Alert.
Yellow Alert.
All stations, Yellow Alert.
One minute to space doors.
- Are you going to walk through them?
- Calm yourself.
Sir. Excelsior powering up
with orders to pursue.
Yellow Alert.
Status.
All automates ready and functioning.
Automatic moorings retracted.
All speeds available
through Transwarp Drive.
incredible machine.
Helm. One quarter impulse power.
Thirty seconds to space doors.
Warning, secured space doors.
Warning, secured space doors.
- And now, Mr. Scott.
- Sir?
- The doors, Mr. Scott!
- Aye, sir, I’m working' on it.
Danger, space doors are closed.
Danger.
We have cleared space doors.
- Full impulse power.
- Aye, sir.
- Standby tractor beam.
- Tractor beam, on.
if he tries to get away
with Warp Drive, he's in for a shock.
Excelsior closing
to 4,000 meters, sir.
- We'll need everything you have.
- Warp Drive standing by.
Kirk...
if you do this, you'll never sit
in the Captain's chair again.
- Warp Speed.
- Aye, sir. Warp Speed.
Prepare for Warp Speed.
Stand by Transwarp Drive.
- Transwarp at your command.
- Full power available.
Execute.
...power available.
Full power available.
GOOD MORNING
CAPTAIN
Transwarp Drive, maximum velocity
in five, four, three, two, one.
Scotty, as good as your word.
The more they overtake the plumbing,
the easier to stop up the drain.
Here, Doctor, souvenirs
from one surgeon to another.
I took them out of
her main Transwarp computer drive.
- Nice of you to tell me in advance.
- You missed the staff meeting.
Your work today
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'