functional.
Computer will interface
with federation memory bank.
Weapons systems.
Cloaking device now available
on all flight modes.
That's a lot of work.
I do not wish to be shot down
on the way to our own funeral.
Engine room. Report, Mr. Scott.
I've converted
the dilithium sequencer
into something
a little less primitive,
and I have replaced
the Klingon food packs.
They were giving me a sour stomach.
Prepare for departure.
Everybody not going to Earth
had better get off.
Saavik...
this is goodbye.
Yes, Admiral.
Thank you.
Sir...l have not
had the opportunity
to tell you about your son.
David died most bravely.
He saved Spock.
He saved us all.
I thought you should know.
Good day, Captain Spock.
May your journey be free of incident.
Live long and prosper, Lieutenant.
Permission to come aboard.
Permission granted.
Thank you, Admiral.
Jim. Spock, Jim.
Don't you remember?
It wouldn't be proper to call you Jim
while you're in command.
Also, I must apologize for my attire.
I seem to have misplaced my uniform.
Station.
You sure this is such a bright idea?
What do you mean?
I mean him back at his post
like nothing happened.
He's not exactly
working on all thrusters.
It'll come back to him.
Are you sure?
That's what I thought.
Mr. Sulu... take us home.
Thrusters functional.
One quarter impulse power.
Space dock, this is Starfleet.
Launch all vessels.
Launch all vessels.
Space dock doors are inoperative.
All emergency systems are nonfunctional.
Engage reserve power.
Starfleet, this is space dock
on emergency channel.
We have lost all internal power.
Estimating planet Earth,
1 .6 hours, present speed.
Continue on course.
Mr. Chekov, any sign
of federation escort?
There are no federation vessels
on assigned patrol stations.
That's odd.
Uhura, what's on the comm channels?
Very active, sir.
Multiphasic transmissions,
overlapping.
It's almost a gibberish.
Let me see if I can sort it out.
Hi.
Busy?
Uhura is busy.
I am monitoring.
Hmm.
I just wanted to say
It's nice to have your Katra
back in your head and not in mine.
I may have carried your soul,
but I sure couldn't fill your shoes.
My shoes?
Forget it.
Perhaps we could cover
a little philosophical ground.
Life, death, life.
Things of that nature.
I did not have time
on Vulcan to review
the philosophical disciplines.
Come on, Spock.
It's me, McCoy.
You really have gone where
no man's gone before.
What did it feel like?
It's impossible to discuss
without a common frame of reference.
You're joking.
A joke...is a story
with a humorous climax.
I have to die to discuss
your insights on death?
I'm receiving a number
of distress calls.
I don't doubt it.
Juneau, Alaska, clouds increasing 95%.
Tokyo. Total cloud coverage.
All power from reserve banks.
Leningrad has lost
all electrical power.
Cloud coverage 1 00%.
Temperatures decreasing rapidly.
What is the estimate
cloud cover of the planet?
78.6%.
Notify all stations.
Starfleet emergency. Red alert.
Switch power immediately
to planetary reserves.
Switching now.
Red alert.
We are now on red alert.
Attention, attention. Red alert.
Mr. President,
even with planetary reserves,
we cannot survive without the sun.
I'm well aware of that, Admiral.
Ambassador Sarek,
I'm afraid you're trapped here with us.
There seems to be no way
we can answer this probe.
It's difficult to answer
when one does not
understand the question.
Mr. President...
perhaps you should transmit
a planetary distress signal...
while we still have time.
Admiral.
What is it?
Overlapping distress calls
and now a message from the federation.
On screen.
This is the president
of the United Federation of Planets.
Do not approach Earth.
The transmissions
of an orbiting probe
are causing critical
damage to this planet.
It's almost totally
ionized our atmosphere.
All power sources have failed.
All earth-orbiting
starships are powerless.
The