officer
is directed solely at Admiral Kirk.
I'm sure the Admiral will recognise
the necessity for discipline?
- I do, sir.
- James T. Kirk...
It is the judgement of this council
that you be reduced in rank to captain.
As a consequence of your new rank,
you will be given the duties for which
you have demonstrated great ability.
The command of a starship.
Silence.
You and your crew have saved this
planet from its own short-sightedness.
We are forever in your debt.
I'm so happy for you.
Thank you so much.
- Wait a minute, where are you going?
- You have your ship, I have mine.
Science vessel.
I've got 300 years of learning to do.
- You mean, this is goodbye?
- Why does it have to be goodbye?
Like they say in your century,
I don't even have your phone number.
- How will I find you?
- Don't worry... I'll find you.
See you around the galaxy.
Father.
I am returning to Vulcan
within the hour.
- It was kind of you to make this effort.
- It was no effort. You are my son.
Besides, I am most impressed
with your performance in this crisis.
Most kind.
As I recall,
I opposed your enlistment in Starfleet.
It is possible
that judgement was incorrect.
Your associates
are people of good character.
They are my friends.
Yes, of course.
- Any message for your mother?
- Yes.
Tell her... I feel fine.
- Live long and prosper, Father.
- Live long and prosper, my son.
The bureaucratic mentality
is the only constant in the universe.
- We'll get a freighter.
- I'm counting on "Excelsior".
Why in God's name
would you want that bucket of bolts?
- A ship is a ship.
- Whatever you say, sir.
My friends... we've come home.
- Helm ready, Captain.
- All right, let's see what she's got.What do you make of it?
It appears to be a probe, Captain,
from an intelligence unknown to us.
Continue transmitting
universal peace and hello
in all known languages.
Get me Starfleet command.
Ready, captain.
Starfleet command,
this is U.S.S. Saratoga
patrolling sector five,
neutral zone.
We're tracking a probe
of unknown origin
on apparent trajectory
to the Terran solar system.
Attempts to communicate with the probe
have been negative on
all known frequencies.
Continue tracking.
We will analyze transmissions
and advise.
Roger, Starfleet.
Saratoga out.
6...
5...
4...
3...
2...
1...
There. Hold the image.
Hold!
Behold the quintessential devil
in these matters-
James T. Kirk, renegade and terrorist.
Not only is he responsible
for the murder of a Klingon crew,
see now the real plot and intentions.
Even as this federation
was negotiating a treaty with us,
Kirk was developing
the Genesis torpedo,
conceived by Kirk's son
and test detonated
by the admiral himself.
The result of this awesome energy
was euphemistically called
the Genesis planet,
a secret base from which to launch
the annihilation
of the Klingon people!
We demand the extradition of Kirk.
We demand justice!
Klingon justice is
a unique point of view,
Mr. President.
Genesis was perfectly named-
the creation of life, not death.
The Klingons shed the first blood
while attempting
to possess its secrets.
Vulcans are well-known
as the intellectual puppets
of this federation.
Your vessel did destroy
U.S.S. Grissom.
Your men did kill Kirk's son.
Do you deny these events?
We deny nothing.
We have the right
to preserve our race.
You have the right
to commit murder?
Silence.
Silence!
There will be no further outbursts
from the floor.
Mr. President, I have come to speak
on behalf of the accused.
Personal bias.
His son was saved by Kirk.
Mr. Ambassador, with all respect,
the council's deliberations are over.
Then Kirk goes unpunished?
Admiral Kirk has been charged
with nine violations
of Starfleet regulations.
Starfleet regulations?
That's outrageous!
Remember this well-
There shall be no peace
as long as Kirk lives.
You pompous ass!
Captain's log, star date 8390.
We're in the third month
of