does it have
to be goodbye?
Well...
Like they say in your century,
I don't even have
your telephone number.
How will I find you?
Don't worry.
I'll find you.
See you around the galaxy.
Father.
I'm returning to Vulcan
within the hour.
I'd like to take
my leave of you.
It was kind of you
to make this effort.
It was no effort.
You are my son.
Besides...
I'm most impressed
with your performance
in this crisis.
Most kind.
As I recall,
I opposed your enlistment
in Starfleet.
It is possible
that judgment
was incorrect.
Your associates
are people
of good character.
They are my friends.
Yes, of course.
Do you have a 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.
With all respect, doctor,
I'm counting on Excelsior.
Excelsior?
Why would you want
that bucket of bolts?
A ship is a ship.
Whatever you say, sir.
Thy will be done.
My friends...
we've come home.
Helm ready, Captain.
All right, Mr. Sulu.
Let's see what she's got.Captain's log: Star date 8031
in the 23rd Century.
As commanding officer
of the USS Enterprise,
I look back on our most recent
adventure and realise
I could not have asked for a more
dependable ship or dedicated crew.
Chekov, Dr McCoy,
Uhura, Scotty, Sulu,
and our late comrade Spock,
whose heroic sacrifice during
our last mission is now deeply felt.
Our ship and our lives have been
endangered by the project Genesis,
designed to bring new life
to barren moons.
We sent Spock's body there
to rest in peace.
Why did you leave him on Genesis?
Spock trusted you,
and you denied him his future.
- I saw no future.
- Only his body was in death, Kirk.
Bring him to us. And bring that
which he gave you, his living spirit.
If there's even a chance
that Spock has an eternal soul,
that's my responsibility.
Give me back the Enterprise.
Out of the question, my friend!
- The word, sir?
- The word...
.. is no. I am therefore
going anyway.
Sir! Someone is stealing
the Enterprise.
All stations Yellow Alert.
Commander Starfleet
on emergency channel.
He orders you
to surrender this vessel.
- No reply, Chekov.
- One minute to space doors.
Kirk! If you do this, you'll never
sit in the Captain's chair again.
- Warp speed.
- Warp speed...
Best speed to Genesis.
Unfortunately we were not
the first to arrive.
Klingon bird of prey, sir.
She's arming torpedoes.
Your presence here is an act of war.
Quickly overpowered, we had
to allow the Klingons aboard.
The only way to defeat them
was to destroy the Enterprise.
- The ship appears to be deserted.
- They're hiding!
Leaving our ship for the last time,
we fled to Genesis.
- Five.
- Get off!
- What have I done?
- What you had to do.
Just as the planet began to self-
destruct, we found Spock, alive.
His body had been regenerated,
but his mind was a blank.
Escaping Genesis, we used
the captured Klingon vessel
to transport us to Vulcan,
where a mysterious ceremony
was performed by Spock's people,
in an attempt to restore his memory.
You came back for me?
You would have done
the same for me.
Why would you do this?
Because the needs of the one
outweigh the needs of the many.
Meanwhile, back on Earth,
the punishment
for our disobedience awaited us.
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