Star Trek III: The Search for Spock

Kirk:
How are we doing?

McCoy:
How are "we" doing? Funny you should put it quite that way, Jim. "We" are doing fine.

Sulu:
The word, sir?

Kirk:
The word is no. I am therefore going anyway.

Uhura:
Would you look at that!

Kirk:
My friends, the great experiment: The Excelsior. Ready for trial runs.

Sulu:
She's supposed to have transwarp drive.

Scotty:
Aye, and if my grandmother had wheels, she'd be a wagon!

Kirk:
Come, come, Mr. Scott. Young minds, fresh ideas. Be tolerant!

Scotty:
The more they overthink the plumbing, the easier it is to stop up the drain.

Kirk:
You're suffering from a Vulcan mind-meld, doctor.

McCoy:
That green-blooded son of a b*tch! It's his revenge for all the arguments he lost.

Kirk:
My God, Bones, what have I done?

McCoy:
What you had to do; what you always do: turn death into a fighting chance to live.

Kirk:
Sorry about your crew, but as we say on Earth, c'est la vie.

Alien:
To your planet, welcome.

McCoy:
I think that's *my* line, stranger.

Alien:
Oh, forgive. I here am new. But you are known, being McCoy from Enterprise.

McCoy:
You have me at a disadvantage, sir.

Alien:
Oh, I name not important. You seek I. Message received. Available ship stands by.

McCoy:
How much and how soon?

Alien:
How soon is now. How much is, where?

McCoy:
Somewhere in the Mutara sector.

Alien:
Oh, Mutara restricted! Take permits many; money more.

McCoy:
There aren't gonna be any damned permits! How can you get a permit to do a damned illegal thing? Look, price you name, money I got.

Alien:
Place *you* name, money *I* name, otherwise bargain, no.

McCoy:
Alright, damn it! It's Genesis! The name of the place we're going is GENESIS!

Alien:
Genesis?

McCoy:
Yes, Genesis! How can you be deaf with ears like that?

Alien:
Genesis allowed is not! Is planet forbidden!

Captain Spock:
Jim. Your name... is Jim.

Cmdr. Hikaru Sulu:
DON'T call me "Tiny."

Kirk:
Yes, poor friend. I hear he's fruity as a nutcake.

Kirk:
Gentlemen, your work today has been outstanding and I intend to recommend you all for promotion... in whatever fleet we end up serving.

McCoy:
Jim... help me. You left me... on Genesis... why did you do that? Help me...

Kirk:
Bones? What the hell are you doing? Have you lost your mind?

McCoy:
Help me, Jim. Take me home.

Kirk:
Home is where we are. We are home.

McCoy:
Then perhaps it's not too late. Climb the steps, Jim. Climb the steps of Mt. Seleyah.

Kirk:
Mt. Seleyah? Bones, Mt. Seleyah's on Vulcan. We're home. On Earth.

McCoy:
Remember...

Ambassador Sarek:
You must bring them to Mt. Seleyah, on Vulcan. Only there can both find peace.

Kirk:
What you ask... is difficult.

Ambassador Sarek:
You will find a way, Kirk. If you honor them both, you must.

Kirk:
I will. I swear.

Lieutenant Saavik:
How many have paid the price for your impatience? How many have died? How much damage have you done, and what is yet to come?

Kruge:
I've come a long way for the power of Genesis, and what do I find? A weakling human, a Vulcan boy, and a woman!

Lieutenant Saavik:
My lord, we are survivors of a doomed expedition. This planet will destroy itself in hours. The Genesis experiment is a failure.

Kruge:
A failure? The most destructive force ever created? You will tell me the secret of the Genesis torpedo.

Lieutenant Saavik:
I have no knowledge.

Kruge:
Then I hope pain's something you enjoy.

Kirk:
My God, Bones... what have I done?

McCoy:
What you had to do. What you always do: turn death into a fighting chance to live.

Scotty:
All systems automated and ready. A chimpanzee and two trainees could run her.

Kirk:
Thank you, Mr. Scott. I'll try not to take that personally.

Kirk:
Klingon bastard! You killed my son!

Kirk:
David, what went wrong?

David Marcus:
I went wrong.

Maltz:
Wait! You said you would kill me.

Kirk:
I lied.

Kirk:
If my guess is right, she'll have to de-cloak before she can fire.

McCoy:
May all your guesses be right.

Kirk:
The needs of the one outweighed the needs of the many.

McCoy:
Rapid aging. All genetic metabolism accelerated.

Kirk:
What about his mind?

McCoy:
His mind is a void. It seems, Admiral, that I've got all his marbles.

Adm. James T. Kirk:
If we don't help each other, we'll die here.

Kruge:
Perfect. Then that's the way it shall be.

Kruge:
I come all-l the way across the universe... and what do I find?

McCoy:
I choose the danger!

McCoy:
hell of a time to ask...

James T. Kirk:
How much refit time before we can take her out again?

Montgomery Scott:
Eight weeks, Sir, [Kirk opens his mouth] but ya don't have eight weeks, so I'll do it for ya in two.

James T. Kirk:
Mr.Scott. Have you always multiplied your repair estimates by a factor of four?

Montgomery Scott:
Certainly, Sir. How else can I keep my reputation as a miracle worker?

James T. Kirk:
[over the intercom] Your reputation is secure, Scotty.

Hikaru Sulu:
The word, sir?

James T. Kirk:
The word...is no. I am therefore going anyway.

Hikaru Sulu:
You can count on our help, sir.

James T. Kirk:
Thank you, Mr. Sulu, I'll need it.

Pavel Chekov:
Shall I alert Dr. McCoy?

James T. Kirk:
Please. He has a long journey ahead of him.

James T. Kirk:
(He enters McCoy's cell. He holds up his hand in the Vulcan hand salute.) How many fingers do I have up?

Leonard McCoy:
That's not very damn funny.

James T. Kirk:
Well, your sense of humor's returned.

Leonard McCoy:
The hell it has. [Kirk produces a hypospray from his jacket pocket] What's that?

James T. Kirk:
Lexorin.

Leonard McCoy:
Lexorin? What for?

James T. Kirk:
You're suffering from a Vulcan mind-meld, Doctor.

Leonard McCoy:
That green-blooded son of a b*tch! It's his revenge for all those arguments he lost.

[Sulu is left in a room with a security guard, who has his feet up and yawns loudly]

Hikaru Sulu:
[sarcastically] Keeping ya busy? [Guard stands up, towering menacingly over Sulu]

Guard:
Don't get smart, Tiny.

[after Sulu easily dispatches the bigger guard in a fight]

Hikaru Sulu:
Don't call me Tiny.

Captain Styles:
Ah, Mr. Scott. Calling it a night?

Montgomery Scott:
Uh, yes, sir.

Captain Styles:
Turning in myself, looking forward to breaking some of the Enterprise's speed records tomorrow.

Montgomery Scott:
Ah, yes, sir. Good night.

Elevator voice:
Level, please.

Montgomery Scott:
Transporter room.

Elevator voice:
Thank you.

Montgomery Scott:
[under breath] Up your shaft.

James T. Kirk:
Scotty, as good as your word.

Montgomery Scott:
Aye, sir. The more they overthink the plumbing, the easier it is to stop up the drain. Here, Doctor, souvenirs from one surgeon to another. I took them out of her main transwarp computer drive.

Leonard McCoy:
Nice of you to tell me in advance.

James T. Kirk:
That's what you get for missing staff meetings, Doctor. Gentlemen, your work today has been outstanding. I intend to recommend you all for promotion... in whatever fleet we end up serving. Best speed to Genesis.

Saavik:
It's time for total truth between us. This planet is not what you intended or hoped for, is it?

David Marcus:
Not exactly.

Saavik:
Why?

David Marcus:
I used protomatter in the Genesis matrix.

Saavik:
Protomatter, an unstable substance which every ethical scientist has denounced as dangerously unpredictable.

David Marcus:
But it was the only way to solve certain problems.

Saavik:
So like your father, you changed the rules.

David Marcus:
If I hadn't, it might have been years or never.

Saavik:
How many have paid the price for your impatience? How many have died? How much damage have you done? And what is yet to come?

James T. Kirk:
David, what went wrong?

David Marcus:
I went wrong.

James T. Kirk:
I don't understand.

David Marcus:
I'm sorry, sir. Just don't surrender. Genesis doesn't work. I can't believe they'd kill us for it. [David's last words]

Kruge:
Admiral, your young friend is mistaken, I meant what I said. And now to show that my intentions are sincere, I shall kill one of the prisoners.

James T. Kirk:
Wait a minute! Give me a chance to talk.

Kruge:
[in Klingon] Kill one of them. I don't care which.

Kruge:
Take every last man. Form a boarding party armed heavily.

Torg:
They outnumber us.

Kruge:
[shouts] We are Klingons! Once you control the ship, we'll transfer our flag there and take Genesis from their own memory banks.

James T. Kirk:
Mr. Sulu, what is the crew complement of a bird of prey?

Hikaru Sulu:
About a dozen officers and men.

James T. Kirk:
With some of them on the planet. I swear to you, we're not finished yet. Bones, you and Sulu to the transporter room. The rest of you with me, we have a job to do. [to Kruge] Commander, Klingon vessel... prepare to board this ship on my next signal.

Kruge:
No tricks, Kirk. You have one minute.

James T. Kirk:
No tricks. I'm looking forward to meeting you.

Capt. Kirk:
Computer, destruct sequence 1, code 1, 1-A.

Scotty:
Computer, Commander Montgomery Scott, Chief Engineering Officer, destruct sequence 2, code 1, 1-A, 2-B.

Chekov:
Computer, this is Commander Pavel Chekov, Acting Science Officer, destruct sequence 3, code 1-B, 2-B, 3.

Computer:
Destruct sequence completed and engaged, awaiting final code for one minute countdown.

Capt. Kirk:
Code zero, zero, zero...destruct...zero.

Computer:
Destruct sequence is activated.

[The Klingons have boarded the Enterprise]

Torg:
My lord, the ship appears to be deserted.

Kruge:
How can that be? They're hiding!

Torg:
Yes, sir. But the bridge is run by computer. It is the only thing speaking. [Torg's last words]

Kruge:
Speaking? Let me hear.

Computer:
9...8...7...6... 5...

Kruge:
[shouts] Get out! Get out of there! Get out!

Computer:
2... 1...

[The Enterprise bridge explodes]

James T. Kirk:
[looking up from the planet surface to see the remains of the Enterprise burning up in the atmosphere]

My God Bones, what have I done?

Leonard McCoy:
What you had to do, what you always do. Turned death into a fighting chance to live.

Kruge:
Genesis. I want it!

James T. Kirk:
Beam the Vulcan up, and we'll talk.

Kruge:
Give me what I want, and I'll consider it.

James T. Kirk:
You fool, look around you! The planet's destroying itself!

Kruge:
Yes, exhilarating, isn't it?

James T. Kirk:
If we don't help each other, we'll die here.

Kruge:
Perfect. Then that's the way it shall be.

[James, while kicking Kruge off of the cliff's edge]

James T. Kirk:
I... have HAD... enough of... YOU!

[Kruge falls screaming into the lavascape below]

T'Lar:
Sarek! Child of Skon! Child of Solkar! The body of your son breathes still. What is your wish?

Sarek:
I ask for fal-tor-pan, the refusion.

T'Lar:
What you seek has not done since ages past… and then, only in legend. Your request is not logical.

Sarek:
Forgive me, T’Lar. My logic is uncertain, where my son is concerned.

T'Lar:
Who is the keeper of the Katra?

Leonard McCoy:
I’m am… McCOY… Leonard H. Son of David.

T'Lar:
McCOY son of David. Since thou art human, we cannot expect thee understand fully what Sarek has requested. Spock’s body lives… with your approval, we shall use all our powers to return to his body that which you possess. But McCoy… you must now be warned. The danger to thyself is as grave as the danger to Spock… you must make the choice.

Leonard McCoy:
I choose the danger.

[Kirk glances at McCoy]

Leonard McCoy:
[Mutters to Kirk] Hell of a time to ask...

Spock:
My father says that you have been my friend. You came back for me.

James T. Kirk:
You would have done the same for me.

Spock:
Why would you do this?

James T. Kirk:
Because the needs of the one... outweigh the needs of the many.

Spock:
(Spock begins to remember) I have been and ever shall be your friend.

James T. Kirk:
Yes. Yes, Spock.

Spock:
The ship .... out of danger?

James T. Kirk:
You saved the ship. You saved us all. Don't you remember?

Spock:
Jim .... your name is Jim.

James T. Kirk:
Yes. [last lines]

Federation security officer :
Sir, I'm sorry, but your voice is carrying. I don't think you want to be discussing this subject in public.

McCoy:
I'll discuss what I like! And who in the hell are you?

Federation security officer :
Could I offer you a ride home, Dr. McCoy?

McCoy:
Where's the logic in offering me a ride home, you idiot? If I wanted a ride home, would I be trying to charter a space flight?! (The alien growls. McCoy realises something) How in the hell do you know who I am?

Federation security officer (holding up ID):
Federation Security, sir.

Federation security officer:
You're gonna get a nice long rest, Doctor.

Captain Styles:
[on the comm speakers] Kirk, you do this, you'll never sit in the captain's chair again.

James T. Kirk:
Warp speed.

James T. Kirk:
You, help us or die.

Maltz:
I do not deserve to live.

Kirk:
Fine. I'll kill you later.

Sarek:
Kirk, I thank you. What you have done is...

James T. Kirk:
What I have done, I had to do.

Sarek:
But at what cost? Your ship. Your son.

James T. Kirk:
If I hadn't tried, the cost would have been my soul.

Miscellany:
...and the Adventure continues...