outer space
was going to come into this.
- The truth?
- I am all ears.
Okay... the truth.
I am from the late 23rd century.
I've come back in time...
..to bring two humpback whales
with me, in an attempt to...
..repopulate the species.
Why didn't you say so?
Why all the coy disguises?
- You want the details?
- Oh, I wouldn't miss this.
- When are the whales being released?
- Okay, what the hell.
Your friend was right.
Gracie is pregnant, very pregnant.
At noon tomorrow, in a media circus,
the whales get shipped out.
- Noon tomorrow?
- Are we leaving?
- We don't have much time.
- Could we have that to go?
- Sure. Who gets the bad news?
- They don't use money in your time?
- How long?
- It depends on the shielding.
Well, Admiral, that was
the briefest dinner I've ever had,
and certainly the biggest fish story
I've ever heard.
Tell me something. The whale's
transmitter, what's the frequency?
Sorry, that's classified. Look,
I don't have a clue who you are.
You wouldn't want to show me
around your spaceship, would you?
- That wouldn't be my first choice.
- Well, there we are.
I am here to bring two humpbacks
into the 23rd century.
I can go to the open sea to get them.
I'd rather have yours.
It's better for me. It's better for you.
It's better for them.
Think about it.
- Who are you?
- Think about it.
Don't take too long. I'm out of time.
- This is where I'll be.
- Here?
- In the park.
- Right.
- The tank will be finished by morning.
- That's cutting it close.
- What about team two?
- We're waiting for them to call.
Damn! We've been so lucky.
Two perfect whales right here.
- Now we might lose them.
- Then our mission would fail.
Our mission? You're talking about
the end of every life on Earth.
You're half human. Haven't you got
any feelings about that?
- There it is again.
- That's too weird. Commander.
- Aren't you running the test program?
- We're getting a power drain.
It must be coming
from inside the ship.
Commander Rogerson. Yes, Chief,
we're tracking that, too. What is it?
Scotty, we're ready for beam-out.
Scotty, can you hear me?
Confirmed. Roger that.
This is Commander Rogerson.
We have an intruder
in number four M.M.R.
- Scotty, do you read?
- Lass, I can hardly hear you.
Power is down to minimal.
I'll bring you in one at a time.
Take the collector. You go first.
Stand by.
Scotty.
Hello?
Come in, please.
Scotty, how soon?
Chekov, you're breaking up.
Please signal again.
- Can you hear me?
- Now would be a good time.
Freeze!
Chekov!
I've lost him.
Commander Pavel Chekov. Starfleet.
United Federation of Planets.
Right, Commander, is there
anything you want to tell us?
- Like what?
- Who you are and what these are?
I am Pavel Chekov,
a commander in Starfleet.
Service number: 656-5827 D.
- Let's take it from the top.
- The top of what?
- Name?
- My name?
Play games with me,
and you're through.
I am? May I go now?
- What do you think?
- He's a Russkie.
Of course he's a Russkie,
but he's a retard or something.
- Don't move.
- Okay, give us the ray gun.
If you don't lie on the floor,
I will have to stun you.
- Okay, stun me.
- I'm very sorry.
It must be the radiation.
Gangway!
Hit the deck!
Man down.
Get a corpsman over here.
- Any luck?
- Nothing. I shouldn't have left him.
You did what was necessary.
Keep trying, you'll find him.
Scotty, you promised an estimate
on the crystals.
- lt'll be well into tomorrow.
- You've got to do better.
I'll try, sir.
He's in a wee bit of a snit.
- He's a man of deep feelings.
- What's new?
They left last night. We thought
it would be easier on you this way.
You sent them away without
even letting me say goodbye!
Admiral! Admiral Kirk!
Admiral Kirk!
Admiral Kirk!
Admiral Kirk, can you hear me?
They're gone. I need your help.
Are you in there?
Admiral, we have a problem.
Admiral Kirk!
Admiral Kirk!
Can you hear me?
Oh, my God!
Hello, Alice.
Welcome