secure?
Aye, sir,
but I've never beamed up
400 tons before.
400 tons?
It's not just the whales.
It's the water.
Yes, of course.
The whales- any contact?
Negative, sir.
You present the appearance
of a man with a problem.
Your perception
is correct, doctor.
To return us
to the moment we left
the 23rd century,
I've used our journey
through time
as a referent,
calculating the elapsed time
in relation to
the acceleration curve.
Naturally.
So, what's your problem?
Acceleration is
no longer a constant.
Well, then, you'll have
to take your best shot.
Best shot?
Guess, Spock.
Your best guess.
Guessing is not
in my nature, doctor.
Well...
nobody's perfect.
That's it. That's it!
Affirmative.
Contact with the whales.
Bearing.
Bearing 327.
Range 600 nautical.
Put it on the screen.
How?
On screen.
I have a signal
closing in on the whales,
bearing 328 degrees.
Let's see it.
What kind of ship is that?
It's a whaling ship, doctor.
Are we too late?
Full power descent, Mr. Sulu.
Aye, sir. Full power descent.
10 seconds, sir.
All right, Scotty.
It's up to you.
10 seconds, Admiral.
5...
4...
3...
2...
1.
Admiral, there be whales here!
Well done, Mr. Scott.
How soon can we assume
warp speed?
Full power now, sir.
If you will, Mr. Sulu.
Aye, sir. Warp speed.
Mr. Sulu, you have the comm.
I'm taking our guest
to look at her whales.
Spock, have you accounted for
the whales and water
in your time reentry?
Mr. Scott cannot
give me exact figures,
so...
I will make a guess.
A guess?
You, Spock?
That's extraordinary.
I don't think he understands.
No, Spock.
He means that he feels
safer about your guesses
than most
other people's facts.
Then you're saying
it is a compliment.
It is.
Ah.
Then I'll make
the best guess I can.
"They say the sea is cold,
but the sea contains
the hottest blood of all. "
Whales weep not.
D.H. Lawrence.
You know, it's ironic.
When man was killing
these creatures,
he was destroying
his own future.
The beasties seem
happy to see you, doctor.
I hope you like
our little aquarium.
A miracle, Mr. Scott.
A miracle?
That's yet to come.
What does that mean?
Our chances of getting home
aren't too good.
You might have lived longer
if you'd stayed.
I belong here.
I am a whale biologist.
Suppose you do
get them through?
Who in the 23rd century
knows anything about
humpback whales?
You got a point.
What's that?
Admiral, you better
get up there.
We're having a power fall-off.
Stay with them.
On my way.
Hold on tight, lassie.
It gets bumpy from here.
Warp 7.5!
7.9!
Shields at maximum.
Mr. Sulu, that's
all I can give you.
Can we make
breakaway speed?
Hardly, Admiral.
I cannot guarantee
we'll escape
the sun's gravity.
I shall attempt
to compensate
by altering
our trajectory.
Warp 8.
8.1.
Maximum speed, sir.
Admiral, I need
thruster control.
Acceleration thrusters
at Spock's command.
Steady.
Steady.
Now!
Did braking thrusters fire?
They did, Admiral.
Then where the hell
are we?
The probe.
Condition report, Spock.
No data, Admiral.
Computers are nonfunctional.
The mains are down, sir.
Aux power is not responding.
Switch to manual control,
Mr. Sulu.
I have no controls, sir.
My God, Jim, where are we?
Out of control
and blind as a bat.
Get him back! Get him back!
Look!
They're heading
for the bridge!
Keep the nose up if you can.
We're in the water!
Blow the hatch!
This is the right place.
Get the whales out
before we sink.
Abandon ship!
Scotty, can you hear me?
Move! Move!
See to the safety
of all hands.
I will.
Lassie, get my arm.
I've got it.
You got it?
Yeah.
Scotty?
Admiral!
I'm here, Scotty!
I'm here!
You'll be all right.
The whales are trapped.
They'll drown.
There's no power
to the bay doors.
Explosive override.
It's underwater.
It can't be reached.
You go on ahead
and close the hatch.
Admiral, you'll be trapped.
Go on!
Do you see them?
Oh!
There!