Captain's Log:|Stardate 8130.3.
Starship Enterprise|on training mission
to Gamma Hydra,|Section 14,
coordinates 22-87-4.
Approaching neutral zone.
All systems normal|and functioning.
Leaving Section 14|for Section 15.
Stand by.
Project parabolic course|to avoid entering neutral zone.
Aye, Captain.
Course change projected.
Captain,|I'm getting something
on the distress channel.
On speakers.
Imperative.
This is Kobayashi Maru.
We've struck a gravitic mine|and have lost power.
Our hull is penetrated|and we have sustained...
This is the starship|Enterprise.
Your message|is breaking up.
Can you give us your|coordinates?
Our position is Gamma Hydra,|Section 10.
In the neutral zone.
Hull penetrated.
Life support|systems failing.
Can you assist us,|Enterprise?
Data on Kobayashi Maru.
Vessel is third-class|neutronic fuel carrier,
crew of 81,300 passengers.
Damn.
Mr. Sulu,|plot an intercept course.
May I remind you that if the starship|enters the zone...
I'm aware of my responsibilities,|mister.
Estimating two minutes|to intercept.
Now entering|the neutral zone.
Warning.|We have entered neutral zone.
We are now in violation|of treaty, Captain.
Stand by,|transporter room,
ready to beam|survivors aboard.
Captain,|I've lost their signal.
Alert. Three Klingon cruisers|bearing 3-1-6 mark 4,
closing fast.
Visual.
Battle stations.|Activate shields.
Shields activated.
Tell them we're|on a rescue mission.
They're jamming|the frequencies.
Klingons on attack course|and closing.
We're over our heads.
Mr. Sulu,|get us out of here.
I'll try, Captain.
Alert. Klingon torpedoes|activated. Alert.
Evasive action.
Engineering, damage report.
Main energizer hit,|Captain.
Engage auxiliary power.
Prepare to return fire.
Aah!
Shields collapsing,|Captain.
Fire all phasers.
No power|to the weapons, Captain.
Captain, it's no use.
We're dead in space.
Activate escape pods.
Send out the log buoy.
All hands abandon ship.
All right, open it up.
Any suggestions, Admiral?
Prayer, Mr. Saavik.
The Klingons|don't take prisoners.
Lights.
Blowers on.
Captain.
Trainees,|to the briefing room.
Maintenance Crew,|report to bridge simulator.
Maintenance Crew,|report to bridge simulator.
Physician, heal thyself.
Is that all?|What about my performance?
I'm not|a drama critic.
Staying with|a sinking ship?
Permission|to speak candidly, sir.
Granted.
This was not a fair test|of my abilities.
Why not?
Because there was|no way to win.
A no-win situation|is always possible.
Has that never|occurred to you?
No, sir, it has not.
Dealing with death|is at least as important
as dealing with life.
That thought had not|occurred to me.
Now you have something new|to think about.
Carry on.
Engineering Cadets,|assemble on C Level.
Admiral, why not put|an experienced crew on the ship?
Galloping around the cosmos
is a game for the young.
Now, what does that mean?
Aren't you dead?
I assume you're|loitering around here
to learn what efficiency rating|I plan to give your cadets.
I am understandably curious.
They destroyed|the simulator room
and you with it.
The Kobayashi Maru|scenario
frequently wreaks havoc with students|and equipment.
You took the test|three times yourself.
Your final solution|was unique.
That was its virtue.
Oh, by the way,|thank you for this.
I know of your fondness|for antiques.
"It was the best of times,
it was the worst of times."
Message, Spock?
None that I know.|Except, of course, happy birthday.
Surely the best of times.
Captain Spock,
space shuttle leaving|in 15 minutes.
Where are you off to?
The Enterprise,|to check in before your inspection.
And you?
Home.
Bless me, Doctor,|what beams you
into this neck|of the woods?
Beware Romulans|bearing gifts.
Happy birthday, Jim.
Thanks.
Romulan ale.
Why, Bones,|this is illegal.
I only use it|for medicinal purposes.
I got aboard a ship|that brings it in.
Now, don't be a prig.
Well, it takes this stuff|a while to ferment.
Here, give me.
Now, you open this one.
I'm almost afraid to.
What is it?|Klingon aphrodisiacs?
No.
Bones, this is...
charming.
For most patients|your age,
I'd recommend|Retinax 5.
I'm allergic|to Retinax.
Exactly. Cheers!
Cheers.
Ahh.
Happy birthday.
I don't know|what to say.
You could say thank you.
Thank you.
Damn it, Jim,|what the hell's the matter with you?
Why are we treating your birthday|like a funeral?
Bones, I don't want|to be lectured.
What the hell|do you want?
This is not about age,|and you know it.
It's about you flying|a goddamn computer console
when you want to be|out there hopping galaxies.
Spare me|your poetry.
We all have|assigned duties.
Bull!
You're hiding- hiding behind|rules and regulations.
From whom?
From yourself, Admiral.
Don't mince words, Bones.
What do you really think?
Jim, I'm your doctor,|and I'm your friend.
Get back your command.
Get it back|before you turn
into part|of this collection,
before you|really do grow old.
Starship Log:|Stardate 8130.4.
Log entry|by First Officer Pavel Chekov.
Starship Reliant on orbital approach|to Ceti Alpha VI
in connection|with Project Genesis.
We are searching|for a lifeless planet
to use as a test site
for the Genesis experiment.
So far, no success.
Standard orbit, please.
Mr. Beach, any change|in the surface scan?
Negative.
Limited atmosphere|dominated by kraylon gas,
sand, high-velocity winds.
incapable of supporting life forms.
Does it have to be|completely lifeless?
Have you found something?
We picked up|a minor energy flux
on one dynoscanner.
Damn. Are you sure?
Maybe the scanner's|out of adjustment.
I suppose it could be a particle|of preanimate matter
caught in the matrix.
Get on the Comm-pic|to Dr. Marcus.
Aye, sir.
Maybe it's something|we can transplant.
You know what she'll say.
Let me get this straight-
something you can transplant?
Yes, Doctor.
Something you can transplant?
I don't know.
But it may only be|preanimate matter.
Then again, it may not.
There can't be|so much as a microbe,
or the show's off.
Have a look.|If it can be moved-
You bet, Doctor.|we're on our way.
Well, don't have kittens.|Genesis will work.
They'll remember you|with Newton, Einstein, Surak.
Thanks. No respect|from my offspring.
Par for the course.
You teaming up|with me for bridge?
Maybe.
What is it?
Whenever we deal|with Starfleet,
I get nervous.
We are dealing|with something
that could be perverted|into a dreadful weapon.
Remember that overgrown Boy Scout
you hung around with?
Jim Kirk|was many things,
but he was never|a boy scout.
Captain Terrell,|standby to beam down.
Chekov,|are you sure
these are|the correct coordinates?
Captain, this is|the garden spot
of Ceti Alpha VI.
I can barely see it.
There's nothing here.
The tricorder|must be broken.
Chekov, over here.
Those look like|cargo carriers.
Hey, give me a hand.
What the hell happened?
If they crashed,
where's the rest|of the ship?
What the hell is that?
Botany Bay?
Botany Bay!
Oh, no!
We've got to leave now!
What about-
Never mind that. Hurry!
Chekov, what's wrong|with you?
Chekov?
Come on! Hurry!
Starship Reliant|to Captain Terrell.
This is Commander Kyle.
Will you please|respond, Captain?
Captain Terrell,|respond, please.
Let's give them|a little more time.
Khan.
I don't know you.
But you...
I never forget a face.
Mr...
Chekov.
Isn't it?
I never thought|to see your face again.
Chekov,|who is this man?
A criminal, Captain.
A product of 20th-century|genetic engineering.
What do you want?|I demand to be-
You are in a position|to demand nothing, sir.
I, on the other hand,
am in a position|to grant nothing.
What you see|is all that remains
of the ship's company|and crew
of the Botany Bay,
marooned here 15 years ago|by Captain James T. Kirk.
Listen,|you men and women-
Captain, Captain.
Save your strength,|Captain.
These people had sworn
to live and die|at my command
Do you mean he never|told you the tale?
To amuse your Captain?
No?
Never told you
How the Enterprise|picked up the Botany Bay
lost in space|from the year 1996,
myself and the ship's company|in cryogenic freeze?
I've never even met|Admiral Kirk.
Admiral?
Admiral.
Admiral.
Never told you
how Admiral Kirk|sent 70 of us into exile
on this barren sand heap
with only the contents|of these cargo bays
to sustain us?
You lie! On Ceti Alpha V,|there was life.
A fair chance-
This is Ceti Alpha V!
Ceti Alpha VI exploded
six months after|we were left here.
The shock|shifted the orbit
of this planet,
and everything|was laid waste.
Admiral Kirk|never bothered to check
on our progress.
It was only the fact
of my genetically|engineered intellect
that allowed us|to survive.
On earth...
I was a prince...
with power over millions.
Captain Kirk|was your host.
You repaid|his hospitality
by trying|to steal his ship
and murder him.
You didn't expect|to find me.
You thought|this was Ceti Alpha VI.
Ahh.
Why are you here?
Why?
Allow me|to introduce you
to Ceti Alpha V's
only remaining|indigenous life form.
What do you think?
It killed|20 of my people...
including my beloved wife.
Oh, not all at once.
And not instantly,|to be sure.
You see,
their young enter|through the ears
and wrap themselves|around the cerebral cortex.
This has the effect|of rendering the victim
extremely susceptible|to, uh...suggestion.
Later, as they grow...
follows madness...
and death.
Khan, listen to me.
These are pets,|of course.
Not quite domesticated.
Khan,
Captain Kirk|was only doing his duty.
Aah!
Aaaahh!
That's better.
Now, tell me,|why are you here?
And tell me
where I may find|James Kirk.
Enterprise to Admiral Kirk's shuttle.
You're cleared for docking.
Approach portside|torpedo bay.
Enterprise, this is|Admiral Kirk's party on final approach.
Enterprise welcomes you.|Prepare for docking.
I hate inspections.
I'm delighted.|Any chance to go aboard the Enterprise.
I'm glad you're at the helm|for three weeks.
These kids|can't steer.
Open the air lock.
Permission to come aboard.
You're welcome.|You know my training crew.
Certainly they know you.
We've been through|death and life together.
Mr. Scott, you old space dog,|you're well.
I had a wee bout, sir,
but Dr. McCoy|pulled me through.
Wee bout of what?
Shore leave, Admiral.
Who do we have here?
Midshipman First Class Peter Preston,|Engineer's Mate, sir.
First training voyage,|Mr. Preston?
Yes, sir.
I see.
Shall we start|with the engine room?
We'll see you there.|Everything is in order.
That'll be a pleasant surprise,|Mr. Scott.
I'll see you|on the bridge, Admiral.
Company, dismissed.
Well, Mr. Scott,|are your cadets capable
of handling|a minor training cruise?
Give the word, Admiral.
The word is given.
Aye, sir.
What about the rest|of the inspection?
This is|Starfleet operations.
Enterprise is clear|for departure.
Admiral on the bridge.
Running lights on.
Very well,|Mr. Saavik.
You may clear|all moorings.
Aye, sir.
All moorings are cleared,|Captain.
Thank you.
Lieutenant,
have you piloted a starship|out of space dock?
Never, sir.
Take her out,|Mr. Saavik.
Aye, sir.
For everything there is|a first time, Lieutenant.
Don't you agree, Admiral?
Uh-huh.
Aft thrusters,|Mr. Sulu.
Aft thrusters.
Would you like|a tranquilizer?
Add 1 /4 impulse power.
Add 1 /4 impulse power.
We are free|to navigate.
Course heading, Captain?
Captain's discretion.
Mr. Sulu,
you may...|indulge yourself.
Aye, sir.
Does that|about do it?
I doubt|we could squeeze
any more information|into the memory banks.
We'll design|a bigger one.
Who would build it?
Dr. Marcus,|Comm-pic coming in
on the hyperchannel.
It's the starship Reliant.
On the screen, Jedda.
Come in, please.
This is the Reliant|callingRegula-1.
Repeat,|this is U.S.S. Reliant.
Commander, we are receiving.
This is Regula-1 .
Ah, Dr. Marcus. Good.
We're en route to you
and should be there|in three days.
We weren't expecting you|for three months.
Has something happened?
No. Ceti Alpha VI|has checked out.
Then why|are you coming-
We have new orders.
All materials|of Project Genesis
will be transferred|to this ship
fortesting|on Ceti Alpha VI.
Who do they|think they are?
Commander Chekov,|this is completely irregular.
I have my orders.
Pin him down, mother.|Who gave the order?
The order comes from...
Admiral James T. Kirk.
I knew it!
The military's|been waiting
to get|their hands on it.
I have no intention|of allowing Reliant
or any unauthorized personnel
access to our work.
I am sorry|that you feel that way.
Admiral Kirk's orders|are confirmed.
Please prepare|to deliver Genesis to us
upon our arrival.
Reliant out.
Well done, Commander.
You realize, sir,|they will attempt
to contact Admiral Kirk
and confirm the order.
Hold, please.
Thank you, sir.
Lieutenant,
are you wearing|your hair differently?
It's still regulation, Admiral.
May I speak, sir?
Self-expression|doesn't seem to be
one of your problems.
You're bothered|by your performance
on the Kobayashi Maru.
I failed to resolve|the situation.
There's no correct resolution.
It's a test|of character.
May I ask how you|dealt with the test?
You may ask.
That's a little joke.
Humor. It is|a difficult concept.
It is not logical.
We learn by doing.
Who's been holding up|the damn elevator?
Thank you, sir.
She change|her hair style?
I hadn't noticed.
Wonderful stuff,|that Romulan ale.
Admiral Kirk.
Kirk here.
I have|an urgent Comm-pic
from Space Lab|Regula-1 for you.
Dr. Carol Marcus.
I'll take it|in my quarters.
It never rains|but it pours.
As a physician,|you should appreciate
the dangers of reopening|old wounds.
Sorry.
Jim, can you read me?
I can hear you, Carol.|What's wrong?
Why are you taking|Genesis from us?
Taking Genesis?|Who's taking Genesis?
Who is taking Genesis?
I can see you,|but I can't hear.
Jim, did you|give the order?
What order?|Who's taking Genesis?
I won't let them|have Genesis
without proper authorization.
On whose authority|can they do this?
No one's authority.
Jim-
Uhura, what's happening?
Transmission jammed|at the source.
Alert Starfleet headquarters.
Aye, sir.
I want to talk|to Starfleet command.
We must have order|in here.
This has to be a mistake.
Mistake.
We're all alone here.
They waited until everyone|was on leave.
Reliant is at our disposal,|not vice versa.
I can't believe|Starfleet-
I tried to tell you
scientists are always|pawns of the military.
Starfleet has kept peace|for 1 00 years.
I cannot subscribe|to your interpretation of this event.
You may be right, Doctor,
but what about Reliant?
She's on her way.
We have a problem.
Something may be wrong|on Regula-1 .
We've been ordered|to investigate.
If memory serves,
Regula-1 is a scientific|research laboratory.
I told|Starfleet command
all we had was|a boatload of children,
but we're the only ship|in the quadrant.
Spock, these cadets|of yours-
How will they respond|under real pressure?
As with all|living things,
each according|to his gifts.
Of course,|the ship is yours.
No, that won't|be necessary.
Just get me|to Regula-1 .
As a teacher on|a training mission,
I am content to command|the Enterprise.
If we go on duty,
the senior officer|must assume command.
It may be nothing.
Garbled communications.
You take the ship.
You proceed from|a false assumption.
I am a Vulcan.
I have no ego|to bruise.
You're about|to remind me
logic alone|dictates your actions?
I would not|remind you
of that which|you know so well.
It was a mistake
for you to accept|promotion.
Commanding a starship|is your first, best destiny.
Anything else is|a waste of material.
I would not presume|to debate you.
That is wise.
In any case,|were I to invoke logic,
Logic dictates that the needs|of the many
outweigh the needs|of the few.
Or the one.
You're my|superior officer.
You are|also my friend.
I have been and|always shall be yours.
Stop the energizers.
Put me on speakers.
An emergency situation|has arisen.
By order|of Starfleet command,
I'm assuming command|of this vessel.
So note in Ship's Log.
Plot a new course|for Regula-1 .
Mr. Scott.
Aye, sir.
We'll be going|to warp speed.
Course plotted|for Regula-1 , Admiral.
Engage warp engines.
Prepare for warp speed.
Ready, sir.
I know none of you|were expecting this.
I'm asking you to grow up|sooner than you expected.
Warp five, Sulu.
So much for the little|training cruise.
Course to intercept|Enterprise ready, sir.
Excellent.
Helmsman?
Sir. May I speak?
We're all|with you, sir.
But consider this-
We are free.
We have the means|to go where we will.
We have escaped|permanent exile
on Ceti Alpha V.
You have proved|your superior intellect
and defeated the plans|of Admiral Kirk.
You do not need|to defeat him again.
He tasks me.
He tasks me,|and I shall have him.
I'll chase him|round the moons of Nibia
and round|the Antares Maelstrom
and round|perdition's flames
before I give him up.
Prepare to alter course.
Space Station Regula-1 ,|please come in.
Dr. Marcus,|please respond.
This is|Enterprise call-
It's no use.
There's no response.
But no longer jammed.
No, sir.|No nothing.
There are|two possibilities-
they are unable|to respond,
they are unwilling|to respond.
How far?
"Give up Genesis,"|she said.
Give it up to whom?
It might help if I knew|what Genesis was,
beyond the biblical|reference.
Have Dr. McCoy|join us in my quarters.
Mr. Saavik,|you have the con.
Well, I've got|sickbay ready.
Please tell me|what's going on.
Computer, request|security procedure
and access to|Project Genesis summary.
Identify for retina scan.
Kirk, Admiral James T.
Security scan approved.
Summary, please.
Project Genesis.
A proposal|to the Federation.
Carol Marcus.
Yes.
What exactly is Genesis?
Well, put simply,
Genesis is life|from lifelessness.
It is a process|where by molecular structure
is reorganized|at the subatomic level
into life-generating matter|of equal mass.
Stage One was conducted|in the laboratory.
Stage Two will be attempted|in a lifeless underground.
Stage Three will be processed|on a planetary scale.
We intend to introduce|the Genesis device
into an area|of a lifeless space body-
a moon or other dead form.
The device is delivered,|instantaneously causing
what we call|the Genesis Effect.
Matter is reorganized|with life-generating results.
Instead of a dead moon,|a living, breathing planet
capable of sustaining|whatever life forms
we see fit|to deposit on it.
Fascinating.
The reformed moon|simulated here
represents the merest fraction
of the Genesis potential,
should the Federation|fund these experiments.
When we consider the problems|of population and food supply,
the usefulness of this process|becomes clear.
This concludes our proposal.|Thank you.
It literally is Genesis.
Power of creation.
Have they proceeded|with their experiments?
The tape was made|last year.
I assume they've|reached Stage Two.
Dear Lord, do you think we're|intelligent enough to...
Suppose...|What if this were used
where life|already exists?
It would destroy|such life
in favor|of its new matrix.
Its new matrix.
Do you know|what you're saying?
I was not evaluating|its moral implications.
As a matter|of cosmic history,
it's been easier|to destroy
than to create.
Not anymore.|Now we can do both simultaneously.
According to myth,|the earth was created in six days.
Now Genesis will do it|in six minutes.
Really, Dr. McCoy, you must|govern your passions.
They will be|your undoing.
Logic suggests-
My God, the man's|talking about logic.
We're talking about|universal Armageddon.
You green-blooded,|inhuman-
Admiral, sensors indicate|a vessel in our area
closing fast.
What do you|make of her?
It's one of ours.|It's Reliant.
Reliant?
Try the emergency channels.
Picture, Mr. Saavik.
Slow to 1/2 impulse power.
Let's be friends.
Slowing to 1/2|impulse power.
Reliant|in our section.
This quadrant, sir,|and slowing.
Sir, may I quote|general order 1 2?
"When communications|have not been established-"
The Admiral is well aware
of the regulations.
Aye, sir.
Could their Comm system|have failed?
It would explain|many things.
They're requesting|communication, sir.
Let them eat static.
They're still running|with shields down.
Of course.
We are one big happy fleet.
Ah, Kirk,|my old friend.
Do you know|the Klingon proverb
that tells us|revenge is a dish
that is best served cold?
It is very cold in space.
This is damn peculiar.
Yellow alert.
Energize defense fields.
I'm getting|a voice message.
Their chambers coil is overloading|their Comm system.
Spock?
Scanning.
Their coil emissions|are normal.
They still haven't raised|their shields.
Raise ours.
Shields going up.
Lock phasers on target.
Locking phasers|on target.
Locking phasers.
Raise shields.
Fire!
Aah!
Get those shields up!
Trying, sir.
I can't get power.
Scotty!
Get off those channels!
Mr. Scott|on the screen.
I'm just|hanging on, sir.
The main energizer's out.
Try auxiliary power.
Aye, aye, sir.
Damage report.
They knew exactly|where to hit us.
Who? Who knew where|to hit us? And why?
One thing is certain.
We cannot escape|on auxiliary power.
Visual.
Sulu, divert power|to phasers.
Too late.
Hang on!
Scotty, what's left?
Just the battery, sir.
I can have auxiliary power|in a few minutes.
We don't have|a few minutes!
Can you give me|phaser power?
A few shots, sir.
Not enough against|their shields.
Who the hell are they?
Admiral, the Reliant's|commander is signaling.
He wishes to discuss|terms of our surrender.
Put it on screen.
Admiral.
Do it!
While we still have time.
On screen, sir.
Khan.
You still remember, Admiral.
I cannot help|but be touched.
I, of course,|remember you.
What's the meaning|of this attack?
Where's the crew|of the Reliant?
Surely, I have made|my meaning plain.
I mean to avenge myself|upon you, Admiral.
I deprived your ship|of power,
and when I swing around,
I mean to deprive you|of your life.
But I wanted you|to know first
who it was|who had beaten you.
Khan...
if it's me you want,
I'll have myself|beamed aboard.
Spare my crew.
I make you|a counterproposal.
I'll agree|to your terms if...
if...
in addition|to yourself,
you hand over to me|all data and material
regarding the project|called Genesis.
Genesis? What's that?
Don't insult|my intelligence, Kirk.
Give me time to recall|the data on our computers.
I give you|60 seconds, Admiral.
Clear the bridge.
At least we know he doesn't|have Genesis.
Keep nodding as though|I'm still giving orders.
Mr. Saavik,|punch up the data charts
of Reliant's|command console.
Reliant's Command?
Hurry.
The prefix code?
It's all we've got.
Chart's up, sir.
Admiral.
We're finding it.
Admiral.
Please. Please,|you've got to give us time.
The bridge is smashed.
The computer's inoperative.
Time is a luxury|you don't have, Admiral.
Damn!
Admiral?
It's coming through|now, Khan.
Reliant's prefix number|is 1 6309.
I don't understand.
You have to learn why things work|on a starship.
Each ship has its own|combination code...
to prevent an enemy from doing|what we're attempting.
We're using|our console
to order Reliant|to lower her shields.
Assuming he hasn't changed|the combination.
He's quite intelligent.
Khan, how do we know|you'll keep your word?
I've given you|no word to keep, Admiral.
In my judgment,|you simply have no alternative.
I see your point.
Stand by to receive|our transmission.
Mr. Sulu,|lock phasers on target
and await my command.
Phasers locked.
Time's up, Admiral.
Here it comes.
Now, Mr. Spock.
Sir, our shields are dropping.
Raise them!
I can't!
Where's the override?|The override?
Fire!
Fire!
Fire!
Fire!
We can't, sir!
Why can't you?
They've damaged the photon control|and the warp drive.
We must withdraw!
No! No!
We must!
Enterprise will wait.
She's not|going anywhere.
Sir, you did it.
I did nothing...
except get caught|with my britches down.
I must be|getting senile.
Mr. Saavik, you go right|on quoting regulations.
Meantime, let's find out
how badly|we've been hurt.
Is the word given, Admiral?
The word is given.
Warp speed.
Aye.
He stayed at his post|when the trainees ran.
Admiral, this is Spock.
Yes, Spock.
Engine room reports|auxiliary power restored.
We can proceed|at impulse power.
Best speed to Regula-1 .|Kirk out.
I'm sorry, Scotty.
Approaching Regula|at Space Lab Regula-1.
Space Station Regula-1,
this is|the starship Enterprise.
Please come in.
Space Station Regula-1,|do you read?
Space Station Regula-1,|this is Enterprise.
Please acknowledge.
This is Enterprise.|Do you read me?
Space Station Regula-1 ,|do you read?
Please come in.
There's no response, sir.
Sensors, Captain.
Scanners and sensors|are still inoperative.
There's no way to ascertain|what's inside the station.
No way of telling|if Reliant is still in the area.
Precisely.
What do you make|of that planetoid beyond?
Regula is Class D.
It consists of various|unremarkable ores,
essentially|a great rock in space.
And Reliant could be hiding|behind that rock.
A distinct possibility.
Engineering.
Aye, sir.
Mr. Scott, do you have enough power|for transporters?
Barely, sir.
I'm going down there.
Khan could be|down there.
He's been there.|Can you spare someone?
There may be people hurt.
Yeah. I can spare me.
Begging the Admiral's pardon.
General order 1 5.
"No flag officer shall beam|into a hazardous area
without armed escort."
There's no such regulation.
All right.|Join the party.
Mr. Spock,|the ship is yours.
Jim, be careful.
We will.
Indeterminate life signs.
Phasers on stun.
Move out.
Aah.
Jim!
Well, rigor hasn't set in.
This couldn't have happened|too long ago, Jim.
Carol.
This is Enterprise|calling Space Lab Regula-1 .
Respond, please.
Admiral. Over here.
Dr. Marcus,|come in, please.
Oh, my God.
Please acknowledge signal.|Please-
Commander Uhura,|this is Lieutenant Saavik.
We're all right.|Please standby. Out.
Oh, sir,|it was Khan.
We found him|on Ceti Alpha V.
Easy. Easy.
He...
he put creatures|in our bodies
to control our minds.
It's all right.|You're safe now.
Made us say lies...
do things...
but we beat him.
He thought he controlled us,|but he did not.
The Captain was strong.
Captain...
where's Dr. Marcus?
Where are the|Genesis materials?
He couldn't find them.
Even the data banks|were empty.
Erased?
He tortured|those people.
But none of them|would tell him anything.
He went wild.
He slit their throats.
He wanted to tear the place apart,|but he was late.
He had to get back|to the Reliant
in time|to blow you to bits.
Where's Reliant's crew? Dead?
Marooned|on Ceti Alpha V.
He's completely|mad, Admiral.
He blames you for the death|of his wife.
I know what|he blames me for.
The escape pods|are all in place.
Where's the transporter room?
Did he make it|down here?
It was not|my impression.
He spent most|of his time
trying to wring the information|out of the people.
Anything?
The unit's been left on,
which means nobody remained|to turn it off.
Those people back there
bought escape time for Genesis|with their lives.
This is not logical.
These coordinates|are deep inside Regula,
a planetoid we know|to be lifeless.
If Stage Two|is completed,
it was going|to be underground.
It was going to be|underground, she said.
Stage Two of what?
Kirk to Enterprise.
Spock here.
Captain Spock,|damage report.
Admiral,|if we go by the book,
like Lieutenant Saavik,
hours could seem|like days.
I read you, Captain.|Let's have it.
The situation|is grave, Admiral.
We won't have main power|for six days.
Auxiliary power|has temporarily failed.
Restoration maybe possible|in two days.
By the book, Admiral.
Meaning you can't|even beam us back?
Not at present.
Captain Spock...
if you don't hear from us|within one hour,
your orders are to restore|what power you can,
take the Enterprise to the nearest|star base,
and alert|Starfleet command.
Sir, we won't|leave you behind.
Uhura, if you don't|hear from us,
there won't be anybody behind.|Kirk out.
Well, gentlemen,|you can stay here, or...
If it's all the same,|Admiral,
we'd like|to share the risk.
Right. Let's go.
Saavik?
Go? Where are we going?
Where they went.
Suppose they went nowhere?
Then this will be|your big chance
to get away|from it all.
Admiral.
Genesis, I presume.
Phasers down!
You!
Where's Dr. Marcus?
I'm Dr. Marcus.
Jim!
Is that David?
Mother, he killed everybody|we left behind.
Oh, of course he didn't.
David, you're just|making this harder.
I'm afraid|it's even harder
than you think, Doctor.
Please...
don't move.
Chekov?
I'm...
sorry, Admiral.
Your Excellency,|have you been listening?
I have indeed, Captain.
You have done well.
I knew it.|You son of a bitch!
Don't move, anybody!
Captain?
We are waiting.
What's the delay?
All is well, sir.
You have the coordinates|to beam up Genesis.
First things first, Captain.
Kill Admiral Kirk.
Sir, it is difficult. I...
I try to obey, but...
Kill him.
I...
Aah!
Kill him, Terrell, now!
Aah!
Aah!
God sakes!
What is it?
Khan, you bloodsucker!
You'll have to do|your own dirty work now.
Do you hear me?|Do you?
Kirk.
Kirk, you're still alive,|my old friend.
Still, "old friend."
You've managed to kill just about|everyone else.
But like|a poor marksman,
you keep missing|the target!
Perhaps I no longer|need to try, Admiral.
Oh, no!
They can't take it.
Khan?
Khan, you've got Genesis,
but you don't|have me.
If you're going|to kill me, Khan,
you're going to have to|come down here!
I've done far worse|than kill you.
I've hurt you,
and I wish to go on|hurting you.
I shall leave you|as you left me-
as you left her-
marooned for all eternity
in the center|of a dead planet.
Buried alive.
Buried alive.
Khan!
Khan!
This is Lieutenant Saavik|calling Enterprise.
Can you read us?
This is Lieutenant Saavik.|Calling Enterprise.
Can you read us?
He's coming around.
Can you read us?
It's no use, Admiral.
They're still jamming|all channels.
If the Enterprise followed orders,|she's long since gone.
If she couldn't obey,|she's finished.
So are we,|it looks like.
I don't understand.|Who's responsible for all this?
Who is Khan?
Well, it's a long story.
We appear to have|plenty of time.
Is there|anything to eat?
I don't know about anybody else,|but I'm starved.
How can you think of food|at a time like this?
First order|of business-survival.
There is food|in the Genesis cave,
enough to last|a lifetime...
if necessary.
We thought|this was Genesis.
This?
It took the Starfleet|corps of engineers
What we did in there,|we did in a day.
David, why don't you show
Dr. McCoy|and the lieutenant
our idea of food?
We can't just sit here.
Oh, yes, we can.
This is just to give us|something to do, isn't it?
Come on.
Admiral?
As your teacher Mr. Spock|is fond to say,
I like to think that there always|are possibilities.
I did what you wanted.
I stayed away.
Why didn't you tell him?
How can you|ask me that?
Were we together?
Were we going to be?
You had your world,|and I had mine.
And I wanted him in mine,
not chasing through the universe|with his father.
Actually...
he's a lot like you...
in many ways.
Please tell me|what you're feeling.
There's a man out there|I haven't seen in 1 5 years
who's trying to kill me.
You show me a son|that would be happy to help.
My son.
My life that|could have been...
and wasn't.
What am I feeling?
Old.
Worn-out.
Let me show you something
that will|make you feel young
as when the world|was new.
Impulse power restored.
Excellent.
More than a match|for poor Enterprise.
You did all this|in a day?
The matrix formed|in a day.
The life forms|grew later
at a substantially|accelerated rate.
Jim! This is incredible!
Have you ever|seen the like?
Can I cook|or can't l?
Where is she?
Sir, may I ask you|a question?
What's on your mind?
The Kobayashi Maru, sir.
You're asking if we're playing out|that scenario?
On the test, sir.
Will you tell me|what you did?
I would really like|to know.
Lieutenant, you're looking|at the only Starfleet cadet
who ever beat|the no-win scenario.
How?
I reprogrammed|the simulation
so it was possible|to rescue the ship.
What?
He cheated.
Changed the conditions|of the test.
Got a commendation|for original thinking.
I don't like to lose.
Then you never faced|that situation...
faced death.
I don't believe|in the no-win scenario.
Kirk to Spock.
It's two hours.|Are you ready?
Right on schedule.|Just give us your coordinates,
and we'll|beam you aboard.
All right.
I don't like to lose.
We were immobilized.
Captain Spock said|it would be two days.
You go by the book.
Spock, you know Dr. Marcus.
Of course.
Hello, Mr. Spock.
I'm taking them|to sickbay.
By the book?
By the book.|Regulation 46a-
"If transmissions are being|monitored during battle...
no uncoded messages|on an open channel."
You lied.
I exaggerated.
Hours instead of days.
Now we have minutes|instead of hours.
They're inoperative|below C-Deck.
What is working|around here?
Not much, Admiral.|We have partial main power.
That's it?
Best we can do|in two hours.
Admiral on the bridge.
Battle stations.
Tactical.
Uh-oh.
She can still outrun us|and outgun us,
But there is the Mutara Nebula|at 153 mark 4.
Scotty, can we make it inside?
The energizer's bypassed|like a Christmas tree,
so don't give me|too many bumps.
No promises.|On your way.
Trouble with|the nebula, sir,
is all that static|discharging gas
clouds our|tactical display.
Visual won't function,|and shields will be useless.
Sauce for the goose,|Mr. Saavik.
The odds will be even.
Alley clear, sir.
Repairing second.
Ready to fire away 1 .
There she is!
There she is.
Ahh.
Not so wounded|as we were led to believe.
So much the better.
Estimating nebula penetration|in 2.2 minutes.
Reliant is closing.
If they go in there,|we'll lose them.
Explain it to them.
That was close.
They just don't want us|going in there.
One minute|to nebula perimeter.
Why are we slowing?
We daren't follow them|into the nebula, sir.
Our shields|would be useless.
They are reducing speed.
Uhura, patch me in.
Aye, sir.
You're on, Admiral.
This is Admiral Kirk.
We tried it once|your way, Khan.
Are you game|for a rematch?
Khan.
I'm laughing at|the superior intellect.
Full impulse power.
No, sir!
You have Genesis.|You can have whatever you-
Full power!
Damn you!
I'll say this for him-|he's consistent.
We are now entering|the Mutara Nebula.
Emergency lights.
Oh!
Tactical.
Inoperative.
Raise the shields.
As I feared, sir-|not functional.
I'm reducing speed.
Target, sir.
Phaser lock|inoperative, sir.
Best guess, Mr. Sulu.|Fire when ready.
Oh!
Aft torpedoes, fire!
Hold your course.
Phasers starboard!
Aah!
Fire!
Damage, Mr. Scott.
Admiral, I've got to take|the mains off the line.
It's radiation...
Scotty.
Joachim.
Yours...
is a superior...
I shall avenge you.
Could you use|another hand, Admiral?
Man the weapons console,|Mr. Chekov.
Spock.
Sporadic energy readings,|port side aft.
Could be|an impulse turn.
He won't|break off now.
He followed me this far.|He'll be back.
But from where?
He's intelligent,|but not experienced.
His pattern indicates|two-dimensional thinking.
Full stop.
Full stop, sir.
Z minus|10,000 meters.
Stand by|photon torpedoes.
Torpedoes ready, sir.
Look sharp.
Fire.
Aah!
Fire.
- Aah!|- Aah!
Aah!
Uhura...
Uhura...
send to Commander, Reliant.
Prepare to be boarded.
Aye, sir.
Commander, Reliant.|This is Enterprise.
Surrender and prepare|to be boarded.
Enterprise to Reliant.
You are ordered to|surrender your vessel.
Respond.
Reliant. Come in, Reliant.
You are ordered to surrender|your vessel.
Enterprise to Reliant.
You are ordered to surrender|your vessel. Respond.
No, Kirk.
The game's not over.
To the last|I will grapple with thee.
Admiral.
Scanning an energy|source on Reliant.
A pattern I've|never seen before.
It's the Genesis wave.
What?
They're on a build-up|to detonation.
How soon?
We encoded four minutes.
We'll beam aboard|and stop it.
You can't.
Scotty, I need warp speed|in three minutes
or we're all dead.
No response, Admiral.
Scotty.
Mr. Sulu, get us out of here.|Best possible speed.
Aye, sir.
Are you out|of your Vulcan mind?
No human can tolerate|the radiation in there!
As you are so fond|of observing, Doctor,
I am not human.
You're not going in there.
Perhaps you're right.
What is|Mr. Scott's condition?
Well, I don't think|that he-
I'm sorry, Doctor.
I have no time|to discuss this logically.
Remember.
Spock! Get out of there!
Spock!
Spock, get out of there!
Time, from my mark.
Engine room...
what's happening?
Spock! Scotty...
Good God, man!|Get out of there!
No! Don't!
Spock! Spock!
Don't!
Time.
Distance from Reliant.
We're not going|to make it, are we?
No.
No, you can't get away.
From hell's heart,|I stab at thee.
For hate's sake,
I spit my last breath|at thee.
Sir, the mains|are back on line.
Bless you, Scotty.|Go, Sulu!
My God, Carol,|look at it.
Engine room.
Well done, Scotty.
Jim...
I think you'd better|get down here.
Bones?
Better hurry.
Saavik, take the con.
No! You'll flood|the whole compartment.
He'll die.
Sir, he's dead already.
It's too late.
Spock!
Ship...
out of danger?
Yes.
Don't grieve, Admiral.
It is logical.
The needs of the many|outweigh...
The needs of the few...
Or the one.
I never took|the Kobayashi Maru test...
until now.
What do you think|of my solution?
Spock...
I...
I have been...
and always|shall be...
your friend.
Live long...
and prosper.
No.
We are assembled here today
To pay final respects|to our honored dead.
And yet it should be noted
that in the midst|of our sorrow,
this death takes place|in the shadow of new life,
the sunrise of a new world,
a world|that our beloved comrade
gave his life to protect.
He did not feel
this sacrifice a vain|or empty one,
and we will not debate|his profound wisdom
at these proceedings.
Of my friend,|I can only say this-
of all the souls I have|encountered in my travels,
his was the most...
human.
Honors...
Hup.
Come.
I don't mean to intrude.
No, not at all.
I should be|on the bridge.
Can I talk to you|for a minute?
I poured myself a drink.|Would you like it?
Lieutenant Saavik|was right.
You never have|faced death.
No, not like this.
I haven't faced death.
I've cheated death.
I've tricked my way|out of death
and patted myself on the back|for my ingenuity.
I know nothing.
You knew enough|to tell Saavik
that how we faced death
is at least as important|as how we face life.
Just words.
But good words.
That's where ideas begin.
Maybe you should|listen to them.
I was wrong about you...
and I'm sorry.
Is that what|you came here to say?
Mainly.
And also that I'm...
proud.
Very proud...
to be your son.
Captain 's Log. Stardate 8141.6.
Starship Enterprise|departing for Ceti Alpha V
to pick up the crew|of U.S.S. Reliant.
All is well.
And yet|I can't help wondering
about the friend|I leave behind.
,'There are always|possibilities, ,'Spock said.
And if Genesis is indeed
life from death...
I must return|to this place again.
He's really not dead...
as long as|we remember him.
It's a far, far|better thing I do
than I have|ever done before.
A far better|resting place I go to
than I have ever known.
Is that a poem?
No.
Something Spock was trying|to tell me
on my birthday.
You OK, Jim?
How do you feel?
Young.
I feel young.
Space,|the final frontier.
These are|the continuing voyages
of the starship Enterprise.
Her ongoing mission,
to explore|strange, new worlds,
to seek out new life forms|and new civilizations,
to boldly go|where no man has gone...
before.
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