back to space dock|immediately... to be decommissioned.
{68816}{68948}If I were human,|I believe my response would be:
{68954}{69000}"Go to hell."
{69084}{69124}If I were human.
{69225}{69262}Course heading, Captain?
{69424}{69488}Second star to the right.
{69516}{69563}And straight on 'til morning.
{69984}{70078}Captain's log, stardate 9529. 1.
{70084}{70183}This is the final cruise of the Starship|Enterprise under my command.
{70189}{70234}This ship, and her history-
{70240}{70309}- will shortly become|the care of another crew.
{70316}{70408}To them and their posterity|will we commit our future.
{70414}{70471}They'll continue the voyages|we have begun -
{70477}{70531}- and journey|to all the undiscovered countries -
{70537}{70657}- boldly going where no man,|where no one...
{70663}{70728}...has gone before.Stardate 9521.6.
Captain's log U.S.S. Excelsior.
Hikaru Sulu commanding.
After three years I've concluded my first
assignment as master of this vessel -
- cataloguing gaseous planetary
anomalies in Beta Quadrant.
We're heading home
under full impulse power.
I'm pleased to report that ship and
crew have functioned well.
According to this, we've completed
our survey of the entire sector.
I have an energy wave at
240 degrees mark six port.
Visual!
My... God!
Shields. Shields!
She's not answering her helm.
Starboard thrusters.
Turn her into the wave.
Go to impulse power.
- Damage report.
- Checking all systems.
- That was no meteor shower.
- Negative, sir.
The sub-space shock-wave
originated at bearing 323.75.
Location... It's Praxis, sir.
It's a Klingon moon.
Praxis is their
key energy production facility.
Send to Klingon High Command. "This
is Excelsior, a Federation Starship."
"We have monitored
a large explosion in your sector."
- "Do you require assistance?"
- Aye, sir.
- Mr Vultane, any more data?
- I've confirmed Praxis' location, but...
- I cannot confirm Praxis' existence.
- On screen.
- Magnify.
- Computer enhancement.
- Praxis?
- What's left of it, sir.
Captain, I'm getting a message
from Praxis.
Let's have it.
This is Brigadier Kerla,
speaking for the High Command.
There has been an incident on Praxis.
However, everything is under control.
We have no need for assistance.
Obey treaty stipulations
and remain outside the Neutral Zone.
This transmission ends now.
- An incident?
- Do we report this, sir?
Are you kidding?
- What are we doing here?
- Maybe it's a retirement party.
That suits me. I just bought a boat.
I'm supposed to be chairing
a seminar at the Academy.
- Isn't this just for top brass?
- Where is Sulu?
Captain Sulu?
On assignment. Where's Spock?
This briefing is classified.
Ladies and gentlemen, the C-in-C.
As you were.
I'll break
this information down succinctly.
The Klingon empire
has 50 years of life left.
For full details, I'm turning this briefing
over to the Federation Special Envoy.
Good morning.
Two months ago a Federation Starship
monitored an explosion on Praxis.
We believe it was caused by over-mining
and insufficient safety precautions.
The moon's decimation means
a deadly pollution of their ozone.
They will have depleted
their oxygen supply in 50 Earth years.
Due to their enormous military budget -
- the Klingon economy doesn't have the
resources to combat this catastrophe.
Last month, at the behest of
the Vulcan Ambassador, -
- I opened a dialogue with Gorkon,
Chancellor of the Klingon High Council.
He proposes to
commence negotiations at once.
Negotiations for what?
The dismantling of our space stations
and bases along the Neutral Zone.
An end to 70 years of hostility,
which the Klingons can no longer afford.
Bill, are we talking about
mothballing the Starfleet?
Our exploration and scientific programs
would be unaffected, but...
I must protest!
To offer Klingons safe haven
within Federation space is suicide.
Klingons would become
the alien trash of the galaxy.
If we