Star Trek Beyond

My name is Captain James Tiberius Kirk

United Federation of Planets

I'm appearing before you as a neutral representative

of the Fobonane Republic.

I bring you a message of goodwill

present to you, esteemed members of the Teenaxi Delegation

A gift from the Fobonane High Council with the highest regard.

What's wrong with him?

- Excuse me?

- Why don't they want it more?

Well, this was once a piece of an ancient weapon

now they offer it as a symbol of,of peace

In the Fobonane culture

to surrender a weapon

is an offer of truce.

But how they can find?

They told me that they acquired it a long time ago.

So they stole it!

No, they...

You are not familiar with Fobonese, like we.

That's right, true

Your Excellency, this gift...

They are crowds of untrustworthy thieves

who want to see us murdered on our own beds

This beloved artifact is a symbol of trust and peace

They will chop us into pieces, and roast us over the fire...

I do not think that's true...

... And eat us !!

What?

Scotty, get me out of here!

- That was quick!

- Scotty!

There are many surface

interference, sir.

I broke my shirt again.

How did it go?

Captain, did you manage a brief treaty with Teenaxi?

Eh..Let's just say it came a short

Could you lock that stuff back to box, Spock, thank you.

- Jim, you look like crap.

- Thank you, Bones.

You have a little vein popping out your temple again, are you ok?

That's better.

It's just another day in Starfleet.

Captain's Log, Stardate 2263.2.

Today is our 966-day in the deep space.

We have three years of our five-year mission

More time we spend out here, the harder it is

to aware one day ends and next one begins.

It could be a challenge to feel grounded.

when even gravity is artificial.

But we will do what we can to

make it feel like home.

The crew is always continues to act admirably

despite the rigors of our extended stay here in outer space

and the personal sacrifices they have made.

We continue to search for life forms

in order to establish firm diplomatic ties.

I'm spending time in uncharted territories

stretch the ship's mechanical capabilities

but fortunately, our engineering department led by Mr.Scotty

work up to job.

The ship beside, prolonged cohabitation

has definitely affects our interpersonal dynamics.

Some experiences are of course, better

and some fouls.

As for me, things have started to feel

a little episodic.

The further we go, the more I found myself wondering

what is we're trying to accomplish.

If the universe is truly endless,

then we are trying for something forever out of reach.

The Enterprise is getting for permission stay at Yorktown,

Federation's newest and most advanced starbase.

Perhaps a break from routine will offer us some respite

from the mysteries and the unknown.

Sorry I'm late.

Keenser's breathing some kind of halid acid green ooze

Scotty is terrifying that his sneeze on the warp core

will kill us all.

What the hell are you drink?

I'm pretty sure that's the rest of Saurian brandy

we picked up on Thasus.

My Godman! Are you trying to go blind?

This stuff is illegal.

Besides, I found this in Chekov's locker.

Wow. Right.

I'm always assuming, the Vodka guy.

Vodka. Exactly.

I want to have something appropriate for your birthday.

It's in a couple of days. You don't have to worry about that.

I know. You don't like to celebrate on the day

Because it is also the day your papa turned to dust.

I can make sense of it.

Didn't they teach you a bit of manner in medical school?

Or is it just your southern charm?

- That's good.

- Lordy.

Rate this script:(5.00 / 1 vote)