[Spock's quarters] You've done well, Valeris.
As your sponsor at the Academy I've followed your career with satisfaction. And as a Vulcan,
you have exceeded my expectations. I do not understand this representation.
(referring to a painting on the wall) It's a depiction from ancient Earth mythology.
'The Expulsion from Paradise.' Why keep it in your quarters?
To be a reminder to me that all things end. It is of endings that I wish to speak.
Sir, I address you as a kindred intellect.
Do you not recognise ...that a turning point has been reached in the affairs of the Federation?
History is replete with turning points, Lieutenant.
You must have faith. Faith?
That the universe will unfold as it should. But is this logical? Surely we must...
Logic? ...Logic is the beginning of wisdom, Valeris, not the end.
...This will be my final voyage on board this vessel as a member of her crew.
Nature abhors a vacuum. I intend you to replace me.
I could only succeed you, sir.
Now hear this. All officers to the bridge. Klingon battle cruiser off the port bow.
All officers to the bridge. [Enterprise-A bridge]
VOICE (OC): Captain on the bridge.
Shall we raise our shields, Captain? I've
never been this close. The Chancellor
is undoubtedly awaiting our signal.
Uhura, hailing frequencies. Aye sir.
Right standard rudder, bring us alongside. Right standard rudder, Z plus five degrees.
Channel is open, Captain. This is the Starship Enterprise,
Captain James T. Kirk commanding. GORKON (on viewscreen): This is Kronos One.
I am Chancellor Gorkon.
Chancellor. We've been ordered to escort you through Federation
space to your meeting on Earth. GORKON (on viewscreen): Thank you, Captain.
Would you and your party care to dine this evening aboard the Enterprise with my officers
as guests of the United Federation of Planets? GORKON (on viewscreen): We would be delighted
to accept your gracious invitation.
We'll make arrangements to have you beamed aboard at nineteen thirty hours.
GORKON (on viewscreen): I shall look forward to that.
I hope you're happy. Captain, there is a supply of Romulan ale aboard.
It might make the evening pass more ...smoothly? Officer thinking, Lieutenant.
Guess who is coming to dinner?