This is a script I wrote back in 2011 for an animated Star Trek web series called Star Trek: Universe that was to follow the adventures of the USS Enterprise 1701-G commanded by Captain Alexander Chase. Set in the 25th century after a devastating war between the Federation and the Klingons, Star Trek: Universe would find the Enterprise on the run from a corrupt Federation, seeking an artifact to help topple a sinister machination in progress that threatens to destabilize the entire galaxy.
Star Trek: Universe, unfortunately, never came to fruition and was cancelled by its creator but not before I wrote two scripts for the series.
This first script, called “Great Expectations,” was meant to serve as a good-natured ribbing to the Star Trek fan community and their nitpicking of the show. The word “Becktrew” was a play on Trekweb, the sadly defunct Star Trek news website. This episode also introduces a villain I became rather fond of, the Klingon warrioress, Turis – who, if the show had continued, we would have discovered was the granddaughter of Lursa from Star Trek: Generations.
I’m sad that Star Trek: Universe didn’t happen because it had a very fun cast of characters (and I was cast as the voice of the captain, so that would have been fun too). At the very least, it’s way past time that this script made it to a public forum.
I hope you enjoy it.
ENTERPRISE settles into orbit of a beautiful blue and green world.
Captain’s log: Stardate XXXXX.X.
Enterprise has accepted an invitation
to the homeworld of the Bektrew to take
part in a planetwide celebration that
hits close to home for us. It will be
nice to be welcomed to a friendly world
given that we don’t find many of them
on this side of Klingon space.
INT. ENTERPRISE CORRIDOR
CHASE, in a dress uniform, is making his way down the hall. OGAKI
rushes to catch up with him.
This is a dress uniform thing? I
wasn’t told it was a dress uniform
It was in the morning texts I send to
No one reads those.
I put a lot of crucial information in
The seven you sent out in your first
week on board were nothing but jokes
and sports scores.
They were good jokes.
You got them off the Haha Subspace
Network on your PADD. We all have that
I’ve been sending out old jokes all
this time? Why didn’t someone tell
They turn to enter…
INT. THE TRANSPORTER ROOM
KORIX (the Hirogen security chief) is there waiting. He regards Chase and looks at Ogaki.
I was not informed this was a dress
He mentioned it in the morning text.
Wait, you don’t read the texts either?
Does information from your captain
mean nothing to you people?
Information, yes… it was the
football scores I grew weary of.
I would have thought a big guy like you
would like football, Mr. Korix. It’s
all brutal and violent – much like
I prefer sports that glorify the hunt.
Ask a stupid question!
The transporter console beeps. The TRANSPORTER CHIEF checks it.
Bektrew Command signaling eleven ready
for transport, sir.
At their leisure, chief.
How much do we know about these people?
Technologically, they’re equivalent
to 22nd century Earth… They’ve
achieved warp, but the ion storm keeps
them close to home. The Federation’s
had sporadic contact with the Bektrew
for almost two hundred years and it’s
never been anything but friendly
however, their proximity to Klingon
space and a nasty ion storm in between
them and us has made any recent contact
with them problematic during the last
twenty years which is an added bonus.
Despite that, it seems… odd that
you would divert Enterprise to take
part in a frivolous celebration.
Trust me when I say… We wouldn’t want
to miss this for the worlds.
The transporter comes to life. Ten humanoid aliens appear. They
look human aside from some dark facial blotting around their eyes
that make them look raccoon-like. The leader, HARP, steps down
and vigorously shakes Chase’ hand.
Ingo Villis Harp of the Bektrew
Educational Consortium. It’s so
wonderful to finally meet you. So,
this is the Enterprise-G? We had no
idea that the Enterprise-F has been
lost, much less that there was a new
one since the communication blackout
with the Federation…
(hardly a pause)
I don’t like it.
I beg your pardon?
Oh, don’t get me wrong. She’s a fine
ship: advanced over her predecessors
in every way… but awfully
derivative, don’t you think?
Advanced… but derivative?
The design! I observed you on space
telescope as you entered orbit. She
looks like a patchwork of the old
Enterprises. There’s a piece of the
A, a bit of the D, a bit of the old
She was designed to be a legacy ship.
It’s how it was meant to look – a
throwback to earlier models.
Oh, I’m sure she was. I’m sure she was.
Harp runs his finger over the transporter console and examines
it. The others in the background are taking pictures of the room
and making remarks to each other. One of them, FERA – a beautiful
woman, seems more subdued. She actually makes eyes at Chase who
smiles back at her.
I look forward to hearing about your
adventures on this new Enterprise,
I’ll be glad to tell you about… most
of them, but first let me introduce you
to my first officer, Commander Ogaki
and my chief of security, Lieutenant
Harp shakes their hands.
Commander Ogaki. It is a pleasure to
meet you and…
Let me guess: One of your goals is to
learn what it means to be human, right?
No need to be so embarrassed. Every
Enterprise has one.
The non-terrestrial who wants to be
human or at least provides a non-human
point of view. That’s this big fellow,
He slaps Korix on the stomach. Korix’ eyes narrow and he sets
(notices Korix demeanor)
You have a Vulcan on board, don’t you?
A Vulcan! I knew it…
You seem to know a lot about past
Enterprises and her crews.
Of course. I’m the planet’s leading
(to Chase re: Ogaki)
He keeps repeating things, is he all
Chase is smiling like the cat that ate the canary as Korix and
Ogaki try and figure this out. They seem to finally understand
his lack of forthcoming and are annoyed.
(not taking eyes off Chase)
I think he’s just confused which is
understandable. What is an
I am a person who studies the history
of ships named Enterprise.
Ask a stupid question!
Yes, but why?
Why else? The cause of the
celebrations, my dear outsider to
humanity! This is the 150th
anniversary of the Enterprise saving
my people and planet and you, brave crew
of the current Enterprise, are the
guests of honor.
The Bektrew begin to clap wildly. Chase smiles broadly. He’s
CUT TO BLACK:
ENTERPRISE orbits the planet BEKTREW.
INT. THE OBSERVATION LOUNGE
CHASE is showing a data file on the presentation screen. The
original 1701 is shown on the screen as well as a picture of the
planet Bektrew. Ogaki, Korix, STROM, S’TOK, REYNARD, PARK, and
CORDIN as sitting at the table soaking in every unusual word.
One hundred fifty years ago, Captain
James T. Kirk saved this planet from
an asteroid impact. A relatively
minor thing for the Enterprise of the
time to do, but obviously it left an
impression. When they detected us
moving through the system, Bektrew
contacted me and were insistent we come
for the anniversary celebrations.
What did Captain Kirk have to say about
(reads from padd)
Enterprise stopped an asteroid today.
There’s more about a scuffle with some
Klingons the day before, but nothing
more about the asteroid. If it wasn’t
for the old Enterprise’ coordinates
tagged in the entry, we wouldn’t have
even known this was this planet he was
Surely there must have been more.
Enterprise spent two days here at the
behests of the government, moved on,
and never looked back. End of story.
Except it wasn’t?
Not by a long shot. Before the
communications blackout and wars, they
would request information about ships
named Enterprise from the historical
database on Memory Alpha and those
requests were always granted with
If memory serves, The Enterprise-B
visited here not long after the Kitomer
Harriman mentioned nothing about
Bektrew’s affection for Kirk and his
Not really. Kirk died on the
Yeah, sort of… Imagine how you would
feel if you bore the guilt of having
a space exploration legend killed on
your ship, only to later discover a
planet that worshiped him because he
wasn’t careful with the Prime
Directive. Harriman probably forgot
to mention it to preserve Kirk’s
Not that Kirk’s reputation needed
saving. The guy was practically
famous for disobeying orders including
the Prime Directive.
Really? This is James T. Kirk we’re
talking about, right?
Starfleet’s tried to cover it up over
the years to gloss over his image, but
it’s a well known fact that he was a
rulebreaker. I’ve read his
autobiography, the four books about
him, seen all six movies they made, and
visited the church on Iconia. Kirk
wasn’t one to follow petty things like
non-interference when lives were at
This sort of hero worship is not unheard
of given Bektrew’s somewhat primitive
status during Kirk’s last visit.
Logically, Kirk should have repelled
the asteroid in space and never visited
It’s a wonder he wasn’t kicked out of
(whispers to Park)
Watch the movies.
He was… for a little while. Then
they gave him a new ship. It’s a long
story. It was…
…a different time.
Skip the odd numbered ones if you’re
rushed for time they’re not that good.
Besides, the log entry wasn’t that
complete. This close to Klingon
space, Kirk probably had a reason for
going down there, we’ll never know.
We could second-guess his motives
until the big crunch. The bottom line
is, through all of his legend and
heroism – Kirk was human. Emotional
and fallible. Just like the rest of
No need to be insulting, sir.
Let’s hear it for the oldest
non-terrestrial joke in the universe,
ladies and gentlemen!
Excuse me… I still don’t understand
what we are doing here now.
After all we’ve been though, I’d say
we deserve some R&R in a safe and
Captain, do you believe that is proper?
To take advantage of a contaminated
Hardly taking advantage, S’Tok. The
damage has been done and don’t forget
— it was they who invited us. Maybe
while we’re here, we can dispel some
of the myths they have about Enterprise
and speed the culture to a natural
Logically… your argument makes
Making some sense is what I’m mostly
So, what do we do while we’re here?
Relax! Enjoy things! Forget our
troubles even if only for a little
Crew may enjoy shore leave on the planet
— I’ll leave the scheduling up to you,
Mr. Ogaki. Meanwhile, we’ll let
historians and public officials have
a look at the Enterprise-G and her
declassified historical records – with
a few understandable omissions. At
best, we add a few scuffs to their
rose-colored glasses and, at worst, we
make a friend.
Above all… our status as fugitives
must remain secret. Communications
blackout or no blackout, the last thing
we need is for the Bektrew telling
anyone where we’re hiding out.
An enormous city, comparable to any 21st century city on Earth
with skyscrapers and vehicles on raised roadways. The camera
settles on a school building.
INT. A SCHOOL BUILDING
S’tok, Cordin, Korix, and Reynard are sitting in the audience
watching a school play. Bektrew school children are performing
and are dressed as Bektrew civilians. One of the kids is dressed
as an asteroid and appears to be slowly approaching the civilians.
As each kid speaks, they approach a microphone.
BEKTREW KID #1
Oh no! A giant space rock is hurt…
hurtling towards our planet. Can
anyone save us!
BEKTREW KID #2
I know! We can ask the… uh…
Klingons. They will save us!
Save us! Save us! Save us!
BEKTREW KID #1
Can you see the Klingon?
A kid in a Klingon costume enters. The crowd of kids in the audience
goes wild screaming “there he is!”
BEKTREW KID #1
More cascades of “there he is!”
BEKTREW KID #1
Is he behind the tree!?
Audience kids start screaming “he’s behind you!”
Is the child blind?
BEKTREW KID #1
There’s that old Klingon!
I fight for honor!
BEKTREW KID #2
Mr. Klingon, can YOU save us from the
big space rock!
The Klingon kid exits.
BEKTREW KID #1
Oh no! Who will save us now!
Several kids dressed in TOS style uniforms enter (one kid is dressed
as the old Enterprise). The lead kid puts his arms on his hips
and stand heroically.
BEKTREW KID #2
Who are you!?
I am Captain… Captain James T. Kirk!
Applause from the audience. Even Cordin applauds which Korix,
S’Tok, and Reynard appear a little embarrassed by.
BEKTREW KID #1
Can you save us, Captain James T. Kirk!?
Of course I can!
(to the audience)
But I need your help! I’m going to use
the Enterprise to blow up the asteroid!
But to do that, I need you to fire the
lasers! So, when I say “Go,
Enterprise, go!” Fire your lasers at
the asteroid like this!
(makes gun with fingers)
PEW! PEW! PEW!
(Under his breath)
C’est des conneries…
Cordin smacks him.
(whispers, points to ear)
The kids on stage are now all going “pew pew pew”. The kid dressed
as the Enterprise is running around the asteroid. The asteroid
does an overly dramatic death scene and then falls down. The
audience applauds and cheers.
Enterprise orbits Bektrew. Several smaller vessels have joined
her in orbit. One of the vessels passes by the camera and we
can see an advertisement on the side that reads “SEE THE ENTERPRISE
INT. ENTERPRISE CORRIDOR
PROFESSOR HARP, CHASE, and OGAKI are walking along on a tour.
Several of Harp’s people are with them including the woman who
was making eyes at Chase.
…and is equipped with five large
holodecks that can simulate a wide
Yes, yes, yes, captain… we know all
about the holodecks and the strange
things that happen within them.
Honestly, why you people don’t just
pull the plug on those dangerous things
is beyond me!
I’m afraid your intel is a little out
of date. Holodeck malfunctions like
the ones your talking about never
happen anymore. Really, the only
thing that breaks on them is when Korix
hunts something with the safeties off.
Hmmm… any chance one of these
holodecks could show us Kirk’s
Both of them if you would like.
Oh, I would… My grandfather was a
member of the consortium when Kirk
visited. Told me a number of stories
about the man.
My grandmother… she told different
(On that note…)
Okay then, Mr. Ogaki if you would be
so kind as to indulge our guests?
Right this way, gentlemen…
Ogaki and the Bektrew walk down the corridor. FERA stays behind
I have no interest in holographic
simulations, Captain. I used to
maintain the reproduction at the
museum of Taylur. How ever did they
manage to keep dust out of the controls
on those ships?
Very little dust on a starship Miss…
Fera. Doctor Rulia Fera.
You have the entire Enterprise at your
disposal. Surely you’re more curious
about something other than
I’m curious when we’re going to get down
So, you’re the one…
I am the one, Captain Chase… we both
know what’s on my mind and what you
Chase raises an eyebrow.
Why else would you have come all this
Don’t play coy.
These days, you never know who’s
I would hate to… sully your
There’s been a lot of that going around.
What are you doing tonight?
Klingon warship entering sector.
Go to yellow alert. Recall senior
staff. I’m on my way.
Later. I promise.
Chase takes off.
INT. THE BRIDGE
CHASE enters. Korix enters from the other turbolift with S’Tok
The class of ship is impossible to make
out at this distance as the ion storm
is interfering with sensors, but it is
at least a class five warship.
Nothing we can’t handle, but it’ll give
us a bloody nose if we take it on.
Given our precarious situation, even
a bloodied nose would be overtly
problematic without the use of a proper
Ogaki enters. Harp exits the lift behind him.
Commander, what’s he doing here?
I couldn’t get away from him. Not
without breaking something and you
told me to be diplomatic.
Just make sure he doesn’t touch
(happily indicates S’Tok)
Found your Vulcan!
Klingon vessel is slowing.
Have they spotted us?
It’s possible they might be reading our
power signature. Enterprise has an
awfully big footprint.
Professor Harp, do the Klingons ever
pay you a visit?
Never. We’re resource poor, they
never bother us. Why, they wouldn’t
even answer the distress call from
Yes, I saw…
In that case, Park! Put us over the
northern pole. We’ll use the planet’s
magnetic field to hide us. Cut all
high powered systems.
Including Warp and X-Drive?
It’s a big risk.
(mulls it over)
Including Warp and X-Drive.
Systems power down.
Approaching northern polar region.
Cut power to everything but life
The lights go dark.
Now we wait.
I’ve lost the Klingons in the ion storm.
Excuse me, why are you people
whispering? Sound doesn’t travel in
space, last I heard.
Because… We’re in the middle of
something here, okay!?
I’ve got them.
The Klingons are resuming their
Sigh of relief.
Don’t break out the champagne bottles
yet, folks. I want us to stay where
we are and powered down for the next
thirty minutes. Let’s make sure those
bumpy-headed bastards are long gone
before we wake our beast up.
Harp clasps his hands and strolls around the bridge.
So, is that how the Enterprise deals
with threats nowadays? You just…
hide? Rather cowardly, isn’t it?
Evasion was the logical choice in this
Oh, I’m not questioning your logic, my
dear Miss Vulcan…
Dear Miss Vulcan has a name and a rank
and you best keep a civil tongue in your
face when you’re on my bridge,
No disrespect was intended.
Disrespect was delivered, regardless
of your intention.
Look, I’m just saying that this
encounter went down differently than
I thought it would and, yes… I’m a
Disappointed because you didn’t get to
see a battle? Or is it that blanket
disappointment you’ve been excreting
since you first came on board?
Captain, that is uncalled for.
Chase slowly turns to face Harp.
Unbecoming of what?
Of the man who captains the ship that
bears the name Enterprise.
Chase stands and walks over to him.
Who… the hell… do you think you are?
I am head of the historical archives
of the Educational Consortium! One of
the most respected and influential
people on my planet!
Really? On my planet… we’ve never
heard of you.
Obviously a fault of your educational
system. How else would such…
insufficiently trained officers be
Permission to remove our guest from the
bridge, sir? Forcefully?
Let me. Believe me, I’m in the mood.
Chase grabs Harp by the arm and leads him to the turbolift.
Get your hands off me!
INT. THE TURBOLIFT
Chase brings Harp inside and the door closes. Chase releases
Remember what I said about keeping a
civil tongue in your face while you were
on my bridge? You just crossed a line,
I simply don’t know what I’ve done to
You don’t? You’re a professor, I
thought you were smart.
Because I am disappointed in finally
meeting the captain and the crew of an
Enterprise? You should be
apologizing to me! To my homeworld!
There is a celebration going on below
us right now and when the education
consortium spreads the words of my
treatment and your ship…
It will be a stinging rebuke that will
remain with me for as long as it takes
to finish this sentence.
Don’t you care what others think of you?
Not really, no.
…and what about Starfleet? Do you
care what they think?
Oh, Professor, you would be surprised.
Harp, this is who we are. This is what
we are. We’re not perfect, but we do
the best we can and, when our best isn’t
good enough, we improve and we get
better. That’s our goal — to be
Not achieving it fast enough.
He hands Chase a Padd. Chase reads it.
What is this?
A list of complaints that we intend to
send to Starfleet Command.
Crew ill-deserving of the name
Enterprise? Captain Chase is rude and
condescending? Holodeck recreation
of the NX-01 gets the color of Captain
Archer’s beagle wrong?
There’s fifty-one complaints here and
thirty-nine of them were filed by the
We’ll see how amusing you find this when
Starfleet command gets a hold of it.
Captain Harriman was removed from
command of the Enterprise-B when the
Bektrew filed grievances!
Harriman relinquished command of the
B because of the Tomed Incident. It
had nothing to do with Bektrew!
But still removed!
(Gives padd back)
All right, tell you what… you want
to file a complaint, you knock yourself
out. Literally, if possible.
Besides, that Ion storm out there is
forecast to last another ten years so
unless you’ve got a high powered laser
transmitter and a power source to make
it work, I’d say you can take these
complaints of yours and shove them
right up your ass.
INT. THE CAPTAIN’S READY ROOM
S’Tok and Chase are speaking.
Apparently, the Bektrew have a high
powered laser transmitter to deliver
communiques through the ion
He did it. He burned up 34
milli-cochranes of power to… tattle
(back to normal)
Did the message get through?
There is no reason why it should not
How long do we have?
Laser communiques only travel at the
speed of light, but there is a Yridian
subspace relay that will upconvert it
less than two light-hours from here.
Then the transmission goes
instantaneous. A patrol fleet could
be here in minutes after that.
I believe it is time for us to go. Our
safe harbor has become anything but.
We can’t leave yet. There’s something
I have to do first.
(raises an eyebrow)
Care to elaborate?
Not this time, S’tok. Have all the
I’ve got to get down to Bektrew. Track
What good would that do now?
Not a bit.
I trust that is the maximum amount of
information you are prepared to
disseminate at this time?
You presume correctly.
I will see Doctor Reynard as soon as
Trusting you… Often leads to painful
headaches. I think I will seek out a
treatment before they begin.
A modern city in every regard, the camera falls onto a singular
academic structure. In front of it, a statue of James T. Kirk.
INT. PROFESSOR HARP’S OFFICE
Professor Harp is busy at his desk. Captain Chase enters and
marches up to his desk.
I have some words for you.
I have three for you: “Not good enough.”
Good day, Captain Chase.
All right, you got us. When Starfleet
gets your message, I’ll probably be
drummed out of the service because the
color of our carpets doesn’t
compliment Captain Kirk’s eye color!
Is that what you want to hear?
What I want to hear is that you will
live up to the Enterprise name and that
my people can look up to you as we have–
Chase produces a Padd.
Captain Harriman? A dense
block-headed simpleton who doesn’t
deserve to captain a dingy?
We, uh… took a look at your historical
database as well. Your grandfather
had some nasty things to say.
Harriman was a singular idiot.
What about Captain Garrett?
A flighty trollop who seems more
concerned with the way her uniform fits
her than how her ship is run.
That woman was a hero. A hero, I might
add… who never visited your
Captain Jean-Luc Picard: A
cantankerous old fossil. Captain
Data: A dim-witted marionette.
Captain Tuvok: He is no Spock!
(tosses padd on desk)
You and your predecessors haven’t
liked a single one of the Enterprise
commanders or their ships. You
yourself trashed Captain Archer as an
unworthy successor until, much to your
embarrassment, you learned he predated
Those records weren’t made available
to us until a later date and, given that
the tech on the NX-01 looked more
Oh my God, will you listen to yourself!?
It doesn’t matter! You want us to do
better? We strive to be better! We
explore, we adventure, we create…
You… you don’t have the guts to put
yourself out there, so you criticize
because it makes you feel better about
yourself and how small you actually
Enterprise to Chase!
Not now! I’m on a roll!
The Klingons, sir! They’re back!
We’ll fall in their sensor range in less
than a minute.
Ogaki, get Enterprise out of here.
Hide in the Ion storm.
We’ll be cut off from you.
Tick tock, Ogaki! Just do it! I’ll
Aye sir, Ogaki out!
Chase looks at Harp.
You have any idea why the Klingons are
N-No, I told you we have no dealings
with them. They haven’t set foot on
the planet in centuries!
Something tells me that’s about to
Fera runs into the room. She is shocked to see Chase there, but
delivers her message to Harp.
Professor, the Administration office
just called. There’s a Klingon ship
that just entered communications range
and they are demanding to speak to you.
Demanding? Wh-What do they want
They say they demand to see the one who
sent the message to Starfleet Command
about the Enterprise. If you don’t
receive them in five minutes, they will
obliterate the island of Chan-to-laa.
But, millions of people live…
Harp, shut up. It’s me their after…
We can’t give you up.
I think Harp will disagree.
You think wrong.
Chase is surprised.
Whatever I may think of you, you are
captain of the Enterprise. The
namesake of a ship who saved this world
when the Klingons wouldn’t lift a
finger for us.
We will protect you.
I don’t need to be protected.
You don’t exactly blend.
Harp indicates the raccoon markings around his eyes. Chase looks
Don’t suppose you brought a makeup kit,
Fera hands him one.
For when I need my spots to really pop.
They do look lovely, have I mentioned
Maybe you’ll get a closer look if the
Klingons don’t stab you on sight.
I’ll just make that my goal for today.
Fera starts applying the makeup.
Another shot of Harp’s building.
INT. PROFESSOR HARP’S OFFICE
Two Klingons appear in a transporter effect. The captain is
COMMANDER TURIS, a vicious looking female. Her companion is
LIEUTENANT KRESS, a very large brutish looking male. Harp stands,
though he is visibly scared. Off to the side, Chase and Fera
stand trying to be out of the way. Chase is disguised to look
like a Bektrew.
I-I am Professor Harp.
Harp obediently sits. Turis walks around him picking her
fingernails with a letter opener she has taken off the desk.
I am commander Turis of the Klingon
attack cruise Vladock. I am not
interested in your name, only the
information you give me. If I am
satisfied with the information, I will
not have my associate rend you limb from
We intercepted a high powered
transmission sent from this planet
less than a half hour ago. You might
as well have screamed it into the cosmos
for all to hear. You said… that a
Federation starship was in orbit. The
(draws in close)
Where is she?
Turis slaps the side of his head.
I know she left, you simple-minded
pah’tak! I am not an idiot! I can see
that she’s not here! Where is she NOW!
I-I-I don’t know!
Turis holds up the letter opener at his throat.
Turis looks at Chase. She slides the letter opener across her lip and
then puts it in her glove. Turis circles around Chase.
Did you say something, little man?
Begging your pardon, Mistress, but the
professor is telling the truth. He has
no way of knowing where the Enterprise
I will cut you open and pull out your
He insulted the Enterprise captain.
Stupidly, I might add.
Is that right? Go on…
He said that the captain was unworthy
to command a ship with such an
Illustrious! Just saying the name
Enterprise makes the inside of my mouth
taste of dung.
The professor would agree with you,
then. Wouldn’t you, professor?
All eyes fall on Harp.
Y-Yes, Yes. Complete ship of fools.
Dishonorable is a word you used, right?
What? Yes! Dishonorable.
Turis considers this.
Then explain to me, professor, why
there is a statue of that nepwl gah in
DON’T say his name! He is a blood enemy
of the empire!
But he’s dead…
He’s still a blood enemy even if he
dances with Fehk’lar.
He saved our planet 150 years ago!
(rare moment of bravery)
He’s a hero to us!
Turis looks like she is about to explode in fury, but then laughs.
So, bravery lurks in that skinny shell
after all? Good for you. Hold on to
that bravery, little man. It may be
all you have by day’s end.
(to the room)
Clearly, the Klingon Empire has
neglected this silly world long
enough. It’s time that we…
sterilize your culture.
We will be… compassionate overseers,
of course. I will give your population
12 hours to evacuate.
The cities that celebrate the cursed
one. Everywhere we find a statue
dedicated to that man, we will simply
eradicate the city.
Funny, I don’t remember lacking a war
vessel in orbit.
(points to Harp)
Twelve hours, little man. We will not
be kept waiting.
Turis and Kress disappear in a teleporter effect. Harp stands.
Chase and Fera rush to him.
Twelve hours! Twelve hours isn’t
Start the evacuation!
There are hospitals and schools…
there won’t be enough time to–
Chase slaps him.
Every second you sit there and stammer,
dozens will be killed. Start the
I must call the central
Harp runs out.
They won’t really do it, will they?
They’ve done it for a lot less.
This is Captain Chase on an encoded
channel. Enterprise, come in.
Enterprise, do you acknowledge?
But, you can fight them off!
I can’t get Enterprise on the line and,
even if I could, we’re right on the edge
of Klingon space. Turis would be back
with a hundred warships after we were
Then what do we do?
Despite what Harp and half your planet
thinks, not all battles are won through
blowing stuff up.
Tell me about your exhibit.
EXT. THE ION STORM
ENTERPRISE holds position as the storm rages around her.
INT. THE BRIDGE
All crewmembers are at their stations.
It’s nothing the shields can’t handle
for now, but I wouldn’t want to spend
too much time in here. It’s no wonder
Bektrew doesn’t have a space program.
Anything too far outside their
planet’s magnetic field gets a full
dose of this.
I concur with the ensign. While the
shields will protect us from any
immediate effects, the ion charges
will eventually weaken the structural
integrity fields around the warp core.
…and that will ruin anyone’s day.
What do we do about the captain, sir?
We follow orders. Wait and see.
I could lead an extraction team by
You’d never get a shuttle through this
mess — much less past the Klingons.
We’re in a precarious situation,
people. All we can do it sit back and
wait for any word from the captain.
One must also consider that in less than
an hour, Starfleet will learn of our
location. We don’t have a lot of time
to sit and wait.
Then we’d better hope that Captain
Chase has something up his sleeve.
INT. A MUSEUM
Chase is on his back, working on a console.
I am so screwed.
I need that soldering iron!
Fera hands it to him. He uses it.
I hope you understand if I delay our…
rendezvous for later.
Understandable. Who’s got time for
that kind of thing now?
(he gets up)
Now, we live through the next few hours,
let’s just say you owe me one. A big
A big one.
Are you sure this thing works?
Quite well. We’re very proud of it.
All right then. I think we’re ready.
Chase gets up and starts to head out the door.
There is the matter of side effects.
Minor ones. Headache, dizziness…
…and you were planning on telling me
this now? You could have waited.
It would have been dishonest.
Besides, the look of apprehension on
your face will help sell it to the
Stay here… in case things go wrong.
Wide shot of the city.
INT. PROFESSOR HARP’S OFFICE
Harp is on a telephone as Chase enters.
I don’t care if you have to carry them
out over your shoulder, those patients
need to be moved and they need to be
He hangs up.
What do you want now?
I want you to call Turis and tell her
to get down here. You’re going to turn
I’ll never make that call!
Good thing you don’t have a choice then.
Commander Turis, this is Professor
Harp’s office. We have made a
discovery that you should find
interesting on the whereabouts of
Enterprise’s captain. We stand ready
to receive you.
What- What have you done?
It’s called grasping at straws. I’m
not about to let your planet be
steamrolled for me… no matter what
an ass you are.
Captain, I… I seem to have…
You would make James Kirk proud.
(a beat, smiles)
I certainly hope so.
A transporter whine cuts through the moment as Turis and Kress
Tell us what you have learned,
professor, and pray I don’t consider
it a waste of my time.
Harp looks a Chase. Chase smiles and steps between them.
I made the call, Mistress. I have the
location of Enterprise and her
Turis smiles. She grabs Chase’s face and smells him.
You stink of deception, little man.
That might have been lunch.
You have ten seconds to tell me the
Turis suddenly looks at the hand she was holding Chase’ face with.
It is covered in smeared makeup. The makeup on Chase’ face is
smeared as well. Turis realizes who she is speaking with.
Enterprise! Three to beam up!
Chase, Turis, and Kress disappear in an old style TOS beam out.
Harp is astounded and confused.
INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE
The bridge is dark, except for a few consoles that glow. Chase,
Turis, and Kress appear in the TOS transporter effect. Kress
instantly backhands Chase sending him flying backwards and into
the captain’s chair. Kress takes out his dagger and gets ready
to stab Chase, but Turis stops him.
Kress stops. Turis looks around.
Where have you brought us?
Where you wanted. The Enterprise.
Why would you do such a thing?
Because I know your type. Klingons are
all about glory and honor, but many of
them – you included – pervert that
philosophy into one of picking on the
weak and defenseless.
Don’t try my patience, captain.
I brought you here because I’m not weak
or defenseless. I can take your honor,
your glory, and your lives with
three simple words.
…and what words would those be?
Activate autodestruct sequence.
Red lights start flashing.
Destruct sequence activated.
Autodestruct packets charging. One
minute to autodestruct.
Turis grabs Chase.
You will die with us!
But I’ll be remembered as the man who
saved Bektrew. They may just put a
statue of me next to that one of Kirk.
You? No one will know you were even
Turis considers everything as Chase speaks.
Your battleship will probably wonder
where you are for a little while before
whoever you have in charge decides
you’re not worth it and assumes
command. Probably make up some story
about assassinating you and dumping
your body into space. He’ll leave
Bektrew alone, of course – knowing that
there are witnesses below who would
speak out if there was a genocide.
Better to leave this insignificant and
worthless planet behind an ion storm.
Autodestruct sequence in 30 seconds.
How will your house bear that shame,
mistress? How will your family
continue knowing what a worthless
person they had in the line?
What do you want?
I want you to beg. I want you to
plead… Please, Captain Chase, I
don’t want to die with no glory or honor.
I want you to say those words. Then,
I want you to get in your ship and get
away from this planet.
Autodestruct sequence in fifteen
Not a lot of time, mistress.
A tense second as the computer counts down.
10… 9… 8… 7…
I do not want to die here, Captain, with
no glory or honor.
Computer, cancel autodestruct.
3… 2… Oh, can’t I blow them up?
Turis and Kress look around, stunned. The lights come on, and
we see that we are not on the Enterprise-G,but rather another
Enterprise bridge (the F or E?). The screen comes on and we see
Fera with a microphone (turns out she was the voice of the computer).
How did I do?
Very convincing performance, my dear.
Welcome to the Enterprise museum run
by Doctor Fera over there. Perfect
reproductions of every ship named
Enterprise from the schooner to the
You deceived us!? I will KILL YOU!
She rushes him. Chase doesn’t turn around as he says…
Do that and you begging for your life
gets broadcast all over the planet and
over a laser transmitter. They should
get a kick out of it on the homeworld.
Not if I obliterate this planet first.
Vladock! I want the city destroyed
I’m afraid the Vladock has a serious
case of being blown up at the moment.
Can I take a message?
Hitoshi! How the hell did you…?
INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE
Ohaki is in the command chair.
Professor Harp used his laser
transmitter to contact us and tell us
what the Klingons were up to.
How’s the ship?
They never had a chance to fire back
at us, sir.
INT. THE BRIDGE
Chase looks over at Turis.
Stellar job, Commmander. Stand by.
So, let’s talk about things.
The Enterprise flies past the camera. The tourist ships fly next
INT. THE SHUTTLEBAY
Chase, Korix, Ogaki, Strom, Turis, Kress, Harp, and Fera are there.
There is an escape pod, damaged but useable.
This is what you are going to tell your
superiors: The ion storm has become
far too dangerous to navigate. So
dangerous, in fact, that your ship was
destroyed by it with a loss of all hands.
I’m leaving the recording with the
…and if you ever show your face around
our planet again, we will show the whole
Klingon empire what a proud and noble
warrior you are.
So, you just let me go?
Consider it an exchange. Saftely for
the Bektrew for keeping your honor
intact. No witnesses.
Turis takes out a small hand phaser and fires on Kress, vaporizing
him. Korix disarms her.
Little tip, Hirogen… when you search
a Klingon woman for weapons, you
mustn’t be afraid to dig a little
Well played, Captain Chase. You are
as brave as a Klingon and devious as
a Romulan, may Fehk’lar choke on them.
You win this battle… but there will
be others and I promise you, I will not
rest until your head is on a pike at
the foot of my bed.
Join the club, there’s a newsletter.
Turis boards the escape pod as the door slams shut.
INT. ENTERPRISE CORRIDOR
Chase walks with Harp and Fera.
…it’s not up to me to tell you how
to live as a culture, but that ion storm
is only going to last another ten years.
I can’t imagine that the next set of
Klingons to visit would be too thrilled
with your planet either.
There are some hard choices to be made,
captain. That much is certain, but at
least we have time.
Speaking of time… sorry to have to
cut this visit short.
I’m sorry I made it so taxing.
You know, Captain Chase, I wasn’t sure
about you at first but now that I’ve
gotten to know you…
I’m actually okay?
I was going to say acceptable. You and
your crew… you have high
expectations to meet and big shoes to
fill. But… if what you say is true
and you do seek to improve… I suppose
Sometimes hope is all we offer.
Then I take it graciously. Perhaps in
a few years, I can read about your
Harp exits to the transporter room.
…if I have time.
The doors shut.
As for you, Captain Chase. I wish we
had more time…
We never have enough, do we?
Not for the fun things, so I’ll just
have to leave you with this…
Fera unzips her blouse and just when it looks like Chase is going
to get a look at her goods… she produces a small piece of metal.
I suppose this is what you want?
Chase takes it.
I didn’t believe you at first. Don’t
suppose you can tell me where you got
You’d be surprised the things that end
up in a museum curator’s hands.
She kisses him on the cheek.
You be careful, okay? I don’t want my
next exhibit to be a memorial.
She turns and leaves. Chase looks at the metal object.
Enterprise departs Bektrew orbit.
INT. ENTERPRISE SCIENCE LAB
S’Tok is checking readouts on a viewer. Chase is waiting for
the results. S’Tok looks up.
Hmmm? That’s practically jumping up
and down and swearing for a Vulcan. What did you find?
Someone went through a lot of trouble
to encode data on the molecular
structure of this tritanium.
Difficult to find unless you know what
you’re looking for… or you’re me.
What type of data?
Cargo movements between something
called “Facility A” and Alistare.
Chase is suddenly interested.
Please tell me what I think you’re about
to tell me.
I would only be too happy to.
S’Tok hands him a padd. Chase reads it.
Now we know where Alistare is!
CUT TO BLACK