Unable to Function

"In the following pages, 

I shall prove that the entire 

psychology of Man 

can only be understood 

with reference to 

The Science 

of Navigation."

[Klingon courtroom]

Gen.CHANG: (in Klingonese) :

The Enterprise fired on Kronos One without provocation. 

The Chancellor and his advisors, 

having been lulled into 

a false sense of security 

by an invitation to a state dinner 

aboard Captain Kirk's vessel 

at precisely nineteen thirty hours 

that same evening.


KLINGON JUDGE: 

Call your first witness.


Brigadier KERLA :

After the first shot we lost our gravitational field. 

I found myself weightless 

and unable to function.

Then two Starfleet crewmen came walking towards me.


COLONEL WORF :

Or perhaps they merely 

wore Starfleet uniforms.


Gen. CHANG : 

That remark is purely speculative. 

I move that it be stricken.


KLINGON JUDGE (on viewscreen): 

Colonel Worf, we are interested 

in facts, not theories.

[Klingon courtroom]

COLONEL WORF :

If the gravitational field was not functioning, 

How could these men be walking?


Brigadier KERLA : 

They appeared to be wearing magnetic boots.

[Enterprise-A bridge]

SPOCK: 

Gravity boots.….

SPOCK: 

Lieutenant — The torpedo hit, 

once again, please. 

...Hold!


CHEKOV: 

It is Enterprise. We fired.


SCOTTY: 

That is not possible! 

All weapons visually 

accounted-for! ….sir.


[ He means, he has been down to the torpedo bay and counted them all himself (rather than relying on The Computer Inventory record of what SHOULD be there. ]

SPOCK: 

An Ancestor of Mine 

once maintained that if you 

Eliminate The Impossible 

whatever remains, 

however improbable, 

must be The Truth.


UHURA: 

What exactly does that mean?


SPOCK: 

It means that if 

We cannot have 

fired those torpedoes, 

Someone Else DID.


SCOTTY: 

Well they dinna fire on themselves. 

There were no other ships present.


SPOCK: 

There was an enormous neutron energy surge.


SCOTTY: 

Not from us!


CHEKOV: 

A neutron surge that big could 

only be produced by —

….another ship!

UHURA: 

Kronos One..?


SPOCK: 

…Too far away. Very near us. Possibly, beneath us.


SCOTTY:

 If there were a ship beneath us, 

The Klingons would have seen it.


SPOCK: 

….would They?


VALERIS: 

….A Bird-of-Prey?


SPOCK: 

A Bird-of-Prey.


CHEKOV: 

Cloaked?
!

SCOTTY: 

A Bird-of-Prey cannot fire 

when she's cloaked!


SPOCK: 

All other things being equal, 

Mister Scott, I would agree —

However, all things are not equal :

This one, can.


VALERIS: 

We must inform Starfleet Command.


SCOTTY: 

Inform them of what!?

A new weapon that is invisible??

Raving lunatics, that's 

what they'll call us! 

They'll say that we're 

so desperate to 

exonerate the Captain 

that we'll say anything.


SPOCK: 

And they would be correct. 

We have no evidence. 

Only a Theory, which happens 

to fit the facts.


UHURA: 

Assuming you're right, Mister Spock, 

Why would they fire on their own President?


SPOCK: 

Indeed. This ship will be 

searched from bow to stern. 

Lieutenant Valeris, 

you'll be in charge.


VALERIS: 

Aye sir.


CHEKOV: 

I do not understand — 

If there was a ship underneath us, 

surely the assassins beamed aboard 

from that wessel, not Enterprise.


SPOCK: 

You're forgetting something, Mister Chekov —

According to our own data banks this ship fired those torpedoes :

If We did, The Killers are here;

if we did not, whoever 

altered the data banks 

is also here. 

In either case, what we are 

looking for is here.


CHEKOV: 

What are we looking for, Mister Spock…?


SPOCK: 

Lieutenant…?


VALERIS: 

Two pairs of 

gravity boots.

******

SPOCK: 

Any progress?


VALERIS: 

None. We have got a crew of three hundred turning their own quarters inside out, 

but The Killers may still be among them. 

Surely they have disposed of these boots by now —

Would it not have been logical to have left them on Gorkon's ship?


SPOCK: 

Even Logic must give way to Physics — 

Gravity had not been restored 

by the time they escaped. 

Without the boots they would have 

just floated off the Klingon transporter pads.


CHEKOV: 

Why not simply — 

waporise them?


VALERIS: 

Like this?


KLAXON: 

Wails.


VALERIS: 

At ease. As you know, Commander Chekov, 

no one can fire an unauthorised phaser aboard a starship. 

...Suppose when they returned 

they threw the boots into the refuse?


SPOCK: 

I'm having the refuse searched. 

If my surmise is correct 

those boots will cling to the killers' necks like a pair of Tiberian bats —

They could not make their escape without them, 

nor can they simply throw them out a WINDOW for all to see — 

Those boots are HERE, somewhere.


UHURA: 

Did someone fire off a phaser?


CHEKOV: 

It's all right. It's nothing.


UHURA: 

Mister Spock, Starfleet is screaming for us to return to port.


SCOTTY: 

Who fired tha...


SPOCK: 

Ah! Mister Scott, 

I understand you're having difficulty with the warp drive. 

How much time do you require 

for repair?


SCOTTY: 

(indignant)

There's nothing wrong 

with the bloody thing.


SPOCK: 

Mister Scott. 

If we return to Spacedock, 

the assassins would surely find a way to dispose of their incriminating footwear 

and we will never see 

The Captain and Doctor McCoy 

alive again.


SCOTTY: 

Could take weeks, sir.


SPOCK: 

Thank you, Mister Scott. 

Valeris, please inform Starfleet Command 

our warp drive is inoperative.


VALERIS: 

A lie?


SPOCK: 

An error.