Pilot (TNG Era episode)

Pilot is the 1st episode and series premiere of the first season of Starship Enterprise.
==Synopsis==
Newly promoted Captain Branson comes aboard the USS Enterprise-E to take command from his former commanding officer Fleet Captain Jean-Luc Picard, his first mission is to check on the Galar System to make sure that its ready for second contact by the crew of the U.S.S. Cerritos.
==Script Chapters==
===Teaser===
FADE IN
EXT. SPACE
The sheer unending blackness of space. Illuminated only by the occasional twinkle of far away stars in the distance.
a small spacecraft shoots into view - an ORION INTERCEPTOR (sleek, swift and green) moving fast. Chased.
The pursuer follows seconds later, filling the screen with its presence - a SALADIN-CLASS VESSEL. Majestic, powerful. She means business.
It dwarfs the interceptor, SUB-LIGHT ENGINES at the rear of the saucer section glowing brightly as it continues forward, the DEFLECTORS protecting it flashing as green DISRUPTOR BLASTS fired by the interceptor strike them.
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, U.S.S. SAGON - CONTINUOUS
In the command center, the stark glow of RED ALERT tinges everything scarlet, officers and crew, all wearing the red, gold, and blue uniform of the Fleet, man their posts, as the ship rocks from blast impacts.
Sitting at the XO station is LT. COMMANDER JOHN BRANSON (early-30s, American, handsome, rugged, determined and with razor-sharp focus). The ship's FIRST OFFICER.
LTCMDR. BRANSON: Deflectors holding at 77%! Minor structural damage to the forward saucer section.
He grips the console firmly to maintain his balance as the ship shakes from the continued assault, as the camera moves towards the forward stations navigation and conn as LT. MATTHEW TORAIS late-20s, Scottish, feeling the pressure but keeping it together, she has a warrior's heart).
LT. TORAIS: Enemy ship's shields are fluctuating, Captain! Another shot and they'll collapse completely!
Standing on the lower command level, staring intently at the transparent screen is the ship's commanding officer - CAPTAIN HAROLD WINDSOR (human, British, late 50s, gray hair smartly styled, every inch a spit-and-polish man despite the chaos around him).
CAPT. WINDSOR (crisp, sharp); Keep at it, Mr. Torais, I want that bastard out of my sky!
LT. TORAIS [eager to oblige]: Acknowledged, firing phasers.
EXT. SPACE - CONTINUOUS
From the upper forward area of the saucer, a BRIGHT ORANGE BEAM lances out and strikes the aft of the fleeing interceptor. The ship's shields hold for a second before failing in a bright flash, the beam striking the engine housing directly.
The ship SWERVES wildly, going into a tight spin before coming to a dead stop, every visible light flickering as power fails.
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, U.S.S. SAGON - CONTINUOUS
John taps his controls.
CMDR. BRANSON: Enemy vessel has been disabled sir.
CAPT. WINDSOR: Well done, Lieutenant! Open a channel, Mr. Erickson.
Erickson nods and works his console, the musical-like sound of a COMMUNICATIONS 
CHANNEL opening being heard.
LT. ERICKSON: Syndicate vessel, this is the Federation Starship Sagon, respond.
Silence. Windsor finally turns away from the screen, and looks back at the communication station. After another moment of inactivity, Erickson shakes his head.
LT. ERICKSON (cont'd): No response, sir. Could be their com system is down as well.
[COM ACTIVATES]
LTCMDR. BHRASH [com voice]: Engineering to bridge
CAPT. WINDSOR [tapped combadge]: Windsor here go ahead.
CUT TO:
INT. MAIN ENGINEERING, U.S.S. SAGON - CONTINUOUS
The HEART of the Sagon, and just like the bridge, in utter chaos, as various consoles spark and sputter from overloads. Technicians and engineers move around, fixing what they can, bypassing what they can't.
Standing at the central 'POOL TABLE' console is LT. COMMANDER HROVIIN BHRASH (50s, Bolian, usually jovial but he's currently worried for his poor, battered starship) the ship's Chief Engineer.
LTCMDR. BHRASH [to com]: Sir, that last shot took caused major damage to the forward shield emitter array.
CAPT. WINDSOR [com voice]: How bad Chief?
LTCMDR. BHRASH [to com]: Bad, sir. I'm reading a massive feedback loop that could blow out the whole system if we don't deal with it now. I'm going to have to take the shields off-line for the moment until it's fixed.
INT. BRIDGE, U.S.S. SAGON - CONTINUOUS
LT. JOHNSON: Captain, I advise against it.
Captain Windsor shakes his head.
CAPT. WINDSOR: Lower the shields, Lieutenant. The fight's all gone out of that Orion. I think we can risk it for now.
Johnson exchanges a brief look with Branson, before nodding.
LT. JOHNSON [uncertain]: Aye, sir lowering deflectors.
Screen shows the deflectors lowering.
CAPT. WINDSOR: Commander Branson, have Mr. Brnash spare some people to prep the tractor beam for a warp tow. I want to parade this asshole all the way back to Star Station Charlie. Then, assemble some boarding parties. Let's take those sons-of-a-bitches into custody, show the Orion Syndicate that Starfleet is back and here to stay, understood?
Branson grins with relish, nods.
CMDR. BRANSON: Gladly sir.
Commander Branson moves away from his console and towards the port-side turbo-lift - just as Sigh's console BEEPS loudly!
LTCMDR. SINGH: Sir! Picking several subspace surges, all around us! Vessels de-cloaking!
CAPT. WINDSOR [shocked]: What!
EXT. SPACE - CONTINUOUS
FIVE ORION MARUADERS (bigger, darker and meaner) quickly materialize into solidity, poised all around the Sagon as it hangs, suddenly defenseless against a superior force.
INT. BRIDGE, U.S.S. SAGON - CONTINUOUS
Branson quickly moves back to his position, as Windsor turns back to the viewscreen.
CAPT. WINDSOR: DEFLECTORS NOW!
EXT. SPACE - CONTINUOUS
The barrage continues, the Sagon's hull beginning to buckle and blacken in several areas, until a small section of the saucer section EXPLODES, sending debris into space.
The assault finally ends, as the once-mighty ship begins to LIST off-axis, systems beginning to fail as lights go out intermittently.
The Marauders silently hover around the wounded starship for a moment, before two move towards to the interceptor. They each engage a TRACTOR BEAM, taking hold of the smaller vessel, and move away from the battle site.
INT. BRIDGE, U.S.S. SAGON - CONTINUOUS
The bridge is in shambles, dim EMERGENCY LIGHTING barely enough to see by, as the occasional console sparks and flashes up damage reports momentarily. There is a soft GROAN, as a figure emerges from beneath some fallen debris and circuitry - it's Branson, COUGHING hard as he sits up.
CMDR. BRANSON [coughs]: Report?
Nothing from the bridge crew he walks over to one of the consoles.
CMDR. BRANSON [to com]: Bridge to anyone onboard?
Ship rocks about.
COMPUTER VOICE: Warning warp core on verge of overload, breach in 30 minutes
Commander Branson walks over to the com.
CMDR. BRANSON [to com]: All hands that are still alive, this is Lieutenant Commander Branson speaking for the Captain abandon ship. This is not a drill all personnel this is not a drill I say again abandon ship all personnel this is not a drill.
EXT. SPACE
The hull starts erupting in explosions as hatches open and escape pods are launching as the Sagon exploded into a thousand pieces.
[END OF TEASER, FADE OUT]
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STARSHIP ENTERPRISE
A STAR TREK FAN FILM PRODUCTION
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CREATED BY:
JARVIS DAVIDSON & JEREMY REGAN
===Act 1===
FADE IN
EXT. SOL SYSTEM, EARTH ORBIT, STARBASE 1
An establishing shot of Earth the capital of the United Federation of Planets as well as Starbase 1 floats in orbit of the planet, two half-spheres connected via a thick central column. From the column jut out several spindly armatures, each one ending a squat, circular disc.
As the camera pans down to Earth.
EXT. EARTH SURFACE, KNOXVILLE, TENNESSEE-DAY
The camera shows an area where there's trees and woods.
TEXT:
Location: Knoxville, Tennessee
Stardate: 53989.1
And it shows a house.
INT-BRANSON HOUSEHOLD, BEDROOM
The camera pans at photos and then over to a bed that's occupied by a young female woman who is laying on her stomach showing her bare back who moves her hand over to feel the other side of the bed, and felt nothing as she turns to see who was with her in the bed is gone.
INT-BRANSON HOUSEHOLD, SUNROOM
John Branson is in his pajamas sitting in a chair drinking his morning Earl Grey Tea, when his girlfriend Jessica Smith (early-30s, American, beautiful with blonde hair) walks into the room wearing a robe.
JESSICA: Couldn't sleep?
John turns to see Jessica.
JOHN: No not really had a lot on my mind.
John puts his cup of tea down on the table as Jessica sits on his lap and they cuddle while looking out at the backyard.
JESSICA: A shame the girls are all grown up we could of had them running around out there.
JOHN: True.
She looks at him.
JESSICA: You've not heard from Sarah have you?
JOHN: Nope, last I heard from Jean-Luc she's posted to his vessel as his first officer.
Jessica knows that John misses his daughters and wishes that Sarah would allow him to explain what happened between him and her mother Jessica rests her head on her husband's chest as they hear the sound of an engine, and they see a Class-11 shuttle land outside their house, the aft hatch opens and its Fleet Captain Jean-Luc Picard.
JESSICA: Wonder what's Jean-Luc doing here?
JOHN: I have no idea.
He gets up from the chair after Jessica gets off his lap and he walks out of the sunroom and walks over to his former commanding officer.
JOHN: Jean-Luc what are you doing here?
JEAN-LUC: You've not been answering my hails so I decided to visit you personally.
They walk back to the house.
CUT TO:
INT-BRANSON HOUSEHOLD, KITCHEN
They walk into the house as Jessica pours Jean-Luc a cup of Earl Grey Tea.
JEAN-LUC [smiles]: Thank you Jessica.
All three sit at the table.
JOHN: Jean-Luc what brings you to my house?
JEAN-LUC: Well, we've got a bit of a situation Starfleet wants you to head over to the Galar system, to check up on the Galardonians to see how they're doing after their first contact with the U.S.S. Quito.
JESSICA: Isn't that best handled by the recently constructed California-class vessels?
JEAN-LUC: Normally I'd agree with you but Starfleet wants to see how John does on a diplomatic mission.
JOHN: Isn't the Enterprise in dry-dock currently?
JEAN-LUC: She's docked at berth 4 undergoing a systems upgrade but she can skip the testing of them.
JOHN: Jean-Luc there's got to be a better officer?
JEAN-LUC: John you're that officer and I need you in that chair and the Enterprise recrewed and launched by 1800 hours.
He gets up to leave as he opens the door and he turns to his friend.
JEAN-LUC: I know how you felt about your last mission but I need you back in the saddle John.
He leaves as John thinks.
[END OF ACT 1, FADE OUT]
===Act 2===
FADE IN
EXT. SOL SYSTEM, EARTH ORBIT, STARBASE 1
A CLASS-11 SHUTTLECRAFT travels outward from it at low speeds, passing through the shot, and as it almost exits out of view, we pan around to see where the shuttle is heading.
INT. COCKPIT, SHUTTLECRAFT APOLLO - CONTINUOUS
Inside the spacious cockpit sits both Captain John Branson next to him is a younger human woman - LT. KARA CARLSON (late-20s, Scottish woman) she taps the controls.
LT. CARLSON: Slowing to one-quarter impulse. Continuing approach.
CAPT. BRANSON: Very well then Lieutenant.
She turns to John.
LT. CARLSON: May I ask a question sir?
CAPT. BRANSON: Sure Lieutenant.
LT. CARLSON: Why didn't you just beam aboard?
John thinks and answers.
CAPT. BRANSON: It's kind of an old tradition dating back to Admiral Kirk's days where a Captain loves to see his ship in all her glory after weeks of being in dry-dock.
LT. CARLSON: Approaching docking frame 4. (beat) There she is.
John looks out the view port as well, and his expression lights up. Drinking in the sight before him..
EXT. REPAIR FACILITY, STARBASE 1 - CONTINUOUS
Hanging in space nearby, cocooned inside a cage-like repair facility, is the U.S.S. ENTERPRISE. Small work-craft swarm around her, fixing up the last of the repairs - her hull is practically PRISTINE, all damage erased.
EXT. REPAIR FACILITY, STARBASE 1 - CONTINUOUS
The Apollo slowly approaches and heads on over the forward half of the saucer, allowing a glimpse of the ship's REGISTRY NUMBER - NCC-1701-E, before heading on towards the rear of the ship.
The shuttle banks slightly, adjusting it's orientation to head straight for the open doors of the main shuttlebay. As it approaches, a TRACTOR BEAM ensnares the small ship and gently coaxes it onward.
INT. SHUTTLEBAY ONE, U.S.S. ENTERPRISE - CONTINUOUS
The shuttlebay is abuzz with activity as the Apollo coasts inside. Several crewmembers stand at a large console, focused on their displays as the shuttle softly lands.
Standing near the far wall of the bay, well out of the way, is a Bajoran woman with thick, dark hair - COMMANDER RO LAREN a former member of the rebel faction the Maquis that was recently been pardon for her crimes and betrayal.
The shuttle's hatch lowers and BRANSON and CARLSON exit. Each carries a carryall and a small transport crate.
CMDR. RO: Welcome aboard Captain Branson I'm Commander Ro Laren ship's new XO.
They shook hands.
CAPT. BRANSON: Please to meet you Commander.
CMDR. RO: A few of the crew are preparing the ship for launch.
CAPT. BRANSON: Let's go see engineering.
They leave the shuttle bay.
CUT TO:
INT. MAIN ENGINEERING, U.S.S. ENTERPRISE - DAY SHIFT (LATER)
Main Engineering. Repaired and full functional, with the central 'pool table', as well as various other consoles and work stations, displaying status readouts on various ship functions.
Standing at the "pool table" is JASON PIERCE.
LTCMDR. PIERCE: I'm telling you, these modifications aren't worth our time! We're supposed to be leaving dock in an hour!
James looks up from the central display to the target of her ire, a stone-faced JACK MASON. He holds a large PADD in her hands. Both of them ignore the officers and noncoms working the various stations around them.
Commander James sighs. Crosses her arms, defiant.
LTCMDR. JAMES: Look, Lieutenant, I get that you think you have to make good on your promotion and being named Chief of Security, but I'm the engineer, I know what's best when it comes to what the emitters can handle.
Keeping his poker face intact, Mason simply hands the PADD over to James. After a moment's hesitation, he takes it and reads it. His eyes WIDEN.
LTCMDR. JAMES [cont'd]: Ah. Okay.
LT. MASON: As you can see, Commander, I've laid out the modifications in more detail for you, pertaining to each emitter's unique idiosyncrasies.
James simply NODS, looking over his work. She's impressed.
LTCMDR. JAMES: This is, uh, very thorough work, Lieutenant. I wasn't, uh, expecting you to be this prepared.
Mason indulges in a SMALL GRIN.
LT. MASON: I may not be as argumentative as a Tellarite, sir, but I'm no stranger to knowing how to win an argument.
Then Captain Branson enters as Commander James and Lieutenant Mason sees him and walks over to greet him.
LTCMDR. JAMES: Captain, sir welcome back aboard.
CAPT. BRANSON: It's good to be back aboard her so what did I miss?
LTCMDR. JAMES: Well, Mister Mason here was just dazzling me with his engineering acumen. he's not bad, for someone from security.
Then Captain Branson looks around the engine room.
CAPT. BRANSON: I'm impressed by how quickly the repairs were finished.
LTCMDR. JAMES: My people have been working around the clock to restore it to what it was.
CAPT. BRANSON: Carry on.
John leaves.
EXT. REPAIR FACILITY, STARBASE 1 - CONTINUOUS
The assorted maintenance vehicles make a quick retreat, as a variety of spotlights on the Enterprise activate.
SLOWLY, the docking arms that have held the ship in place detach and move away from the hull, allowing the Enterprise to float free, for the first time in a month.
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, U.S.S. ENTERPRISE - CONTINUOUS
The Main Bridge, the nerve center of the mighty ship, where all her main functions are controlled from. 
Circular in design, large consoles cover the walls, at one of which, the SCIENCE STATION, T'MIR sits, checking her monitors. 
On the lower level, two stand-alone consoles face the forward transparent viewer. One of them, the FLIGHT CONTROL STATION, is manned by LIEUTENANT KARA CARLSON, barely suppressing a grin of excitement.
The OPERATIONS STATION next to her is manned by LIEUTENANT SITO JAXA as her fingers work her controls.
On the right side of the XO Chair is tactical station where Lieutenant Mason stands at readiness, behind the three chairs is a large WALL DISPLAY that shows a schematic of the Enterprise. 
There is a BLEEP from the Ops console, which Sito quickly silences before turning to Captain Branson.
LT. SITO: Docking controls report we are clear of all moorings, Captain.
CAPT. BRANSON: Thank you, Sito. Signal we are ready to depart.
Sito NODS and works her console, as John looks at his eager helmsman.
CAPT. BRANSON [cont'd]: Lieutenant Carlson, thrusters ahead until we clear the docking apparatus, then take us to one-quarter impulse.
LT. CARLSON: Aye, Captain. Thrusters ahead now.
Lieutenant Carlson works her controls.
EXT. SHIPYARDS, STARBASE 1 - CONTINUOUS
The Enterprise slowly slips out of the maintenance berth and pulls away from the docking area, heading into open space.
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, U.S.S. ENTERPRISE - CONTINUOUS
Captain Branson smiles.
CAPT. BRANSON: Nicely done Lieutenant.
LT. CARLSON: Thank you Captain.
CMDR. RO: Course Captain?
CAPT. BRANSON: Set course for the Galar system warp one then when we're settled bring us up to warp seven.
LT. CARLSON: Aye, Captain. Course set and ready to go to warp.
CAPT. BRANSON [smiles]: Hit it.
EXT. SPACE
The Enterprise turns to her port side, her impulse engines and warp nacelles glowing with power and purpose, free from the confines of dry-dock.
The nacelles FLASH and the Sovereign-class starship SHOOTS into the distance, disappearing into a BURST OF LIGHT.
EXT. FEDERATION-ROMULAN NEUTRAL ZONE BORDER
Filling the screen with its presence - a REFIT EXCELSIOR-CLASS VESSEL. Majestic, powerful. She glides through space towards a Sigma-class starbase same design as Starbase 375 that was used as a FOP during the brutal Dominion War.
CAPT. TOWE [voice over]: Captain's Log Stardate 57856.2, The Harrison is approaching Starbase 157 along the Romulan Neutral Zone border, to help them with a damage relay that's been causing them havoc for the past three weeks
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, U.S.S. HARRISON - CONTINUOUS
Transparent viewer shows the outpost as the crew are working at their stations, as we see Captain Jamie Towe (human, British, late 30s with red hair that's pulled back into a bun).
CAPT. TOWE: Ensign Lux bring us along side the Starbase.
On the lower level, two stand-alone consoles face the forward viewscreen. One of them, the FLIGHT CONTROL STATION, is manned by a young Andorian woman ENS. LUX works her fingers on the controls.
ENS. LUX: Aye, Captain bringing us along side the Starbase now.
CAPT. TOWE: Lieutenant Sinclair open a channel to the base.
Behind the Captain's chair, is a free-standing TACTICAL CONSOLE situated in front of a large WALL DISPLAY that shows a schematic of the Harrison. Standing at the console is a younger human woman - LT, J.G. JENNY SINCLAIR (late-20s, Scottish,) works on her console.
LTJG. SINCLAIR: Starbase 157 is responding.
Captain Towe stands up from the Captain's chair.
CAPT. TOWE [to com]: Starbase 157 this is Captain Jamie Towe of the Starship U.S.S. Harrison we're here to repair your damaged subspace relay.
Silence. Towe finally turns away from the screen, and looks back at the tactical station. After another moment of inactivity, Sinclair shakes her head.
LTJG. SINCLAIR: No response ma'am.
Commander Tate looks over at her.
CMDR. TATE: Maybe their com system is down?
Then Towe turns to the engineering station that's manned by Lt. Commander Kyle Clarkson a human, Lt Commander; short, dark with a bit white-haired in his beard, grizzled.
CAPT. TOWE: Kyle, take a team aboard the Starbase and give them a hand with their systems.
LTCMDR. CLARKSON [nods]: Aye, Captain.
He moves away from his console and towards the port-side turbo-lift - just as Sinclair's console BEEPS loudly!
LTJG. SINCLAIR [surprised]: Sir! Picking several subspace surges, all around us! Vessels de-cloaking!
CAPT. TOWE [shocked]: What!
EXT. FEDERATION-ROMULAN NEUTRAL ZONE BORDER
FIVE ROMULAN WARBIRDS (bigger, darker and meaner) quickly materialize into solidity, poised all around the Harrison and Starbase 157.
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, U.S.S. HARRISON - CONTINUOUS
Transparent viewer shows the five Romulan cruisers.
CAPT. TOWE: RED ALERT, DEFLECTORS UP!
The lights dim and red lights bathe the bridge in crimson red as he alert klaxon blares as Captain Towe tenses up.
[END OF ACT TWO, FADE OUT]
===Act 3===
FADE IN
EXT. WARP TUNNEL
The Enterprise coasts through space at warp 5.6 on course for the Galar System.
CAPT. BRANSON [voice over]: Captain's Log Stardate 53784.9, We're on course for the Galar system to check on the Galardonians, so far ship and crew are operating nicely
INT. CAPTAIN READY ROOM, U.S.S. ENTERPRISE
CLOSE ON: The ready room window, as John stands looking out into the stars, expression thoughtful, hands clasped behind his back, as he contemplates the darkness.
LTCMDR. TANNER [PRE-LAP]: The crew suffered some enormous blows to their emotional stability, but they're recovering. Slowly, but surely.
John turns to face his guest, COUNSELOR TANNER, who sits by the ready room's desk, legs crossed, at ease.
CAPT. BRANSON: I understand Commander Erickson was very well respected, even cared for, by those crew who have served with him.
LTCMDR. TANNER [nodding]: Yes, sir. He was a very popular executive officer to many of the crew.
CAPT. BRANSON: I trust the change of executive officers has been accepted though? I am hesitant to have to deal with the ghost of Ro's predecessor.
Then the com chirps.
CMDR. RO [com voice]: Captain Branson report to the bridge
CUT TO:
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, U.S.S. ENTERPRISE - CONTINUOUS
Captain Branson and Commander Tanner walks onto the bridge.
CAPT. BRANSON: Report?
CMDR. RO: We've picked up a distress call from the U.S.S. Harrison.
LT. MASON: They're near the Romulan Neutral Zone border right now aren't they?
CAPT. BRANSON: Yeah they are what's the nature of their distress call?
Lieutenant Mason works his controls and reports.
LT. MASON: They're under attack by a Romulan warbird and they're requesting aide.
LT.CARLSON: We're the closest vessel near them.
Captain Branson thinks then turns to Lieutenant Carlson.
CAPT. BRANSON: Kara alter course.
LT. CARLSON: Aye, sir.
Lieutenant Carlson works the helm controls to alter the ship's heading.
EXT. FEDERATION-ROMULAN NEUTRAL ZONE BORDER
A FLASH. The Enterprise slips out of warp and slows to impulse speed.
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, U.S.S. ENTERPRISE - CONTINUOUS
Captain Branson has the center seat. He looks relaxed. Comfortable. Born to sit in it.
LT. CARLSON: We're secured from warp sir.
CAPT. BRANSON: Take us in any sign of whatever attacked them?
LT. MASON: Nothing on long range sir.
LT. SITO: Got'em bearing 2-3-2 mark 12 off our port side.
CAPT. BRANSON: On screen.
Every pair of eyes is fixed to the sight of the Harrison on the main view-screen, as she slowly tumbles off-axis, even more battle wounds becoming visible.
BRANSON rises from his command chair, and inches forward slightly. Tense. Angry. He looks briefly over at T'MIR, who is sat at the Science Station.
CAPT. BRANSON: T'Mir, Sito what are your sensors readings showing?
LTCMDR. T'MIR: Main power is down and Life support is minimal.
LT. SITO: Whoever attacked them completely severed their plasma transfer systems, the entire area is flooded with radiation. It's making it very difficult to get clear readings of the immediate vicinity.
CMDR. RO: Any idea who attacked her?
LTCMDR. T'MIR: Not as of yet, but I'm working on it, it just might take a while, is all. There's a lot of data to sort through, and then I have to figure out what's relevant and what isn't.
CAPT. BRANSON: Can we beam over there?
LT. SITO: Yes, sir.
John turns to Ro.
CAPT. BRANSON: Ro, take an away over there stabilize their power systems.
CMDR. RO: Aye, sir Lieutenant Mason, Lieutenant Sito you're with me have Commander James, Doctor Carlson and a medical team meet us in transporter room 2.
Mason, and Sito quickly hand over their stations to the various ND crewmembers that move in to take over. They head to the port-side turbo-lift and EXIT.
CUT TO:
INT. DECK SEVENTEEN CORRIDOR, U.S.S. HARRISON -CONTINOUS
Debris and charred remains of deck plates litter the corridor as lights flicker and red alert lights flash as the away team MATERIALIZES out of the transporter beam. Mason and Ro both draw their PHASERS and survey of the room, while James pulls out her tricorder and begins scanning. Dr. Carlson and a medical team search the corridor to see if the crew on the deck are alive.
DR. CARLSON: They're all dead.
LTCMDR. JAMES [re: tricorder]: Atmosphere's stable. Emergency bulkheads would have sealed off any hull breaches in the area.
CMDR. RO: Let's get to the bridge.
They head to the bridge.
CUT TO:
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, U.S.S. HARRISON - CONTINUOUS
Debris and charred remains of deck plates litter the large spacious bridge as the away team forces the doors opened, as they enter the battle damaged bridge as they survey the damage, as Commander Ro walks over to the Captain's chair and sees a wounded Captain Towe.
CMDR. RO: Captain Towe can you hear me?
Captain Towe stirs and opens her eyes.
CAPT. TOWE [groggy]: Yes.
CMDR. RO: I'm Commander Ro Laren first officer of the Starship Enterprise we're responding to your distress call.
Doctor Carlson walks over to them.
DR. CARLSON [re: tricorder]: She has a bad fracture and has serious internal injuries. I'm going to have to get her back to the Enterprise.
CMDR. RO [nods]: Alright.
DR. CARLSON [tapped combadge]: Carlson to transporter room. Two to beam directly to Sickbay. 
CHIEF MACKENZIE [com voice]: Stand by for transport
Ro stands back as Steven and Towe BEAM out. As he goes over to James.
LTCMDR. JAMES [shaking his head at console]: Pretty bad, Commander. Looks like
they were in a hell of a fight.
CMDR. RO: If you can't stabilize life-support, we'll have to evacuate the ship.
LTCMDR. JAMES [tapped combadge]: James to damage control team alpha. Meet me on Engineering level three.
Commander Ro looks around the damaged bridge.
[END OF ACT THREE, FADE OUT]
===Act 4===
FADE IN
EXT. FEDERATION-ROMULAN NEUTRAL ZONE BORDER
The Enterprise is towing the Harrison to the nearest Starbase.
INT. SICKBAY U.S.S. ENTERPRISE
Captain Towe is lying on a table while Steven and a MEDICAL SUPERNUMERARY work on her. In b.g., TWO MORE SUPERNUMERARIES tend to FOUR INJURED HARRISON CREWMEMBERS. Towe is awakening, looks around the Sickbay. As Captain Branson enters and walks over to the bio-bed.
CAPT. TOWE [smiles]: John, its good to see you again.
CAPT. BRANSON: Same here Jamie what happened?
CAPT. TOWE: We were sent here to repair Starbase 157's com array then the next thing we know five Romulan D'deriex-class warbirds de-cloaked and started firing at us.
CAPT. BRANSON: We've not heard from the Romulans since the Shinzon Coup in 2379.
CAPT. TOWE: Yeah, that's what we thought.
Branson pats her shoulder.
CUT TO:
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, U.S.S. ENTERPRISE - CONTINUOUS
CLOSE ON: Commander T'Mir's, fingers flying across her panels, as various screens display one scan result or another, before another one replaces it. She glances up. FROWNS. As Captain Branson walks onto the bridge.
LTCMDR. T'MIR [surprised]: Huh. Okay, then.
CAPT. BRANSON: You have something?
He LEANS in close, hand on her shoulder, casual. She points to one of the overhead displays on her console.
LTCMDR. T'MIR: Maybe. According to this, the energy signatures of the weapons fire indicate a type-2 disruptor.
CAPT. BRANSON: Type-2? But Jamie mentioned Romulan warbirds.
Commander T'Mir looks over at him.
LTCMDR. T'MIR: It's possible that my people have been installing type-2 disruptors to our warships.
Commander T'Mir then points to a different screen display.
LTCMDR. T'MIR: Then there's this other reading. That indicates some of the hull damage was the result of spatial torpedoes.
CAPT. BRANSON [surprised]: Spatial torpedoes? That technology's so outdated, no space-faring race uses it anymore. That makes no sense.
LTCMDR. T'MIR: Exactly. [beat] There's still something that's bothering me, though.
CAPT. BRANSON: Which is?
LTCMDR. T'MIR: This was a hell of a firestorm that was unleashed on this vessel. 
Captain Branson looks at her as she continues.
LTCMDR. T'MIR [cont'd]: I get why we haven't picked up any traces of damage or debris from the attacker - the Harrison should of been able to fight them off with ease. But given how much energy was poured into the attack...
CAPT. BRANSON: What?
LTCMDR. T'MIR: Why isn't there any indication of that radiation in the surrounding space? This area should be flooded with energy weapon discharges!
Both John and T'Mir are confused by this.
CUT TO:
INT. ENGINEERING BAY, U.S.S. HARRISON - CONTINUOUS
In the hexagonal shaped room, which looks as battered and damaged as the rest of the ship, Pierce is underneath a console, buried in the circuitry, as Ro stands over him.
CMDR. RO [impatiently]: Anything?
LTCMDR. JAMES: One more moment, please.
A SURGE of power. The console comes to life, flickering randomly but active. Pierce emerges from underneath, and seats himself in front, tapping at controls.
LTCMDR. JAMES: Accessing main computer now.
CMDR. RO: Nice work, Commander. What do the sensor logs say?
LTCMDR. JAMES [surprised]: Nothing.
CMDR. RO: Explain.
LTCMDR. JAMES: Aside from the basic operating system needed to keep the ship functional, the computer core has been completely wiped. 
Commander James taps the controls some more.
LTCMDR. JAMES [cont'd]: It's all gone, sir.
THWACK! Ro SLAMS her clenched fist into the console facing. FURIOUS.
CMDRR. RO: Hell! [beat, sighs] So much for that idea...Okay, is it a result of the attack? Some kind of surge wiped it?
LTCMDR JAMES: I don't believe so, Commander. That would have caused major corruption to all the files, not simply wipe them. It would also have affected the basic systems as well. This is too clean, too precise.
CMDR. RO: Meaning it was deliberate?
LTCMDR. JAMES [nods]: Perhaps a forensics team could come over and investigate..
CHIRP! CHIRP! James turns back to the panel, touches some controls. Intrigued.
LTCMDR. JAMES: Some kind of subroutine has activated inside the computer core.
CMDR. RO [wary]: What kind of subroutine?
LTCMDR. JAMES: Unknown. It does not appear to have triggered any programs as such. Perhaps it is an error reading due to the damage of the core.
CUT TO:
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, U.S.S. ENTERPRISE - CONTINUOUS
Captain Branson sits, looking contemplative, in his command chair, as the bridge carries on as normal around him.
ENS. SHERIDAN: Captain!
John looks at the young officer at ops.
CAPT. BRANSON: Yes, Ensign?
ENS. SHERIDAN: The antimatter containment system on the Harrison is failing!
Captain Branson turns to Commander T'Mir.
LTCMDR. T'MIR: Confirmed sir.
CAPT. BRANSON: What happened?
ENS. SHERIDAN [confused]: No idea! One minute everything was reading as stable, the next, the magnetic bottles began to suddenly degrade! 
Captain Branson looks over at the ND crewman manning the Tactical console.
CAPT. BRANSON: Open a channel to Commander Ro and the away team.
JUMP CUT TO:
INT. ENGINEERING BAY, U.S.S. HARRISON - LATER
Commanders Ro and James are still at the console they've activated.
CAPT. BRANSON [com voice]: Enterprise to Away Team standby for emergency beam out!
CMDR. RO [to com]: Ro here, Captain. What's wrong?
CAPT. BRANSON [com voice]: Sensors show you're moments away from a warp core detonation, Commander. We need to get you out of there, now
Commander Ro turns to Commander James, who is checking the console displays. She shakes her head, nonplussed.
CMDR. RO [to com]: We're not reading anything on this end, sir.
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, U.S.S. ENTERPRISE - CONTINUOUS
ENS. SHERIDAN: I'm telling you, we've got three and a half minutes before catastrophic failure! [beat, low voice] Maybe she'd like to come over here and check for herself?!
CAPT. BRANSON [to com]: I trust Mister Sheridan, Ro standby for transport.
INT. ENGINEERING BAY, U.S.S. HARRISON
LTCMDR. JAMES [to com]: Captain, I think I can eject the warp core hopefully the ejection sequence is on-line.
Commander James quickly works the console to eject the warp reactor.
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, U.S.S. ENTERPRISE - CONTINUOUS
LT. CARLSON: Captain, look!
CLOSE ON VIEW-SCREEN: One of the nacelles of the Harrison has begun the release a steady stream of a SILVER/GREY liquid matter.
ENS. SHERIDAN: Captain, the core breach just accelerated! 25 seconds till magnetic containment failure!
INT. ENGINEERING BAY, U.S.S. HARRISON
Commander James works the engineering console as Commander Ro paces about.
CMDR. RO: Court?
LTCMDR. JAMES: I think I yes I got it.
EXT. FEDERATION-ROMULAN NEUTRAL ZONE BORDER
A close up of the ventral secondary hull of the Harrison and the warp core descends down as the warp reactor surges and explodes into a thousand pieces the field of warp plasma IGNITES and increases the strength of the SHOCK WAVE that pummels both the Enterprise and Harrison!
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, U.S.S. ENTERPRISE - CONTINUOUS
The whole ship SHAKES from the impact of the shock wave. Branson is thrown back into his seat, while other crew ride it out by clinging onto their stations. Carlson works her own console with a frantic air.
LT. CARLSON: Engaging stabilizing thrusters!
ENS. SHERIDAN: The shock wave is dissipating!
The shaking eases off, finally. The crew resume their duties. Branson stands, approaching the forward consoles, gaze fixed on the view-screen.
CLOSE ON: The slowly drifting remains of the Harrison's warp core.
JUMP CUT TO:
EXT. SOL SYSTEM, EARTH ORBIT, EARTH STATION MCKINLEY
The U.S.S. Harrison is docked at the station as the Enterprise is next to the station.
CAPT. BRANSON [voice over]: Captain's Log Stardate 53434.4, After we were able to repair Starbase 157's communications array we were able to return the Harrison to Earth Station McKinley for further repairs
INT-CAPTAIN'S QUARTERS, U.S.S. ENTERPRISE
Captain Branson sits at the desk as the monitor shows the office of Fleet Captain Jean-Luc Picard aboard his flagship the U.S.S. Stargazer NCC-82893.
FLT CAPT. PICARD [monitor]: I heard what happened to the Harrison just glad that you were in the sector
CAPT. BRANSON: Same here Jean-Luc it'll be awhile before the Harrison is up and running.
FLT CAPT. PICARD [monitor]: At least they're alive and well
BA-BA-BEEP!
CAPT. BRANSON: Well, I better get off here it's probably Commander Ro with a after action report.
FLT CAPT. PICARD [monitor]: Very well then John, good work Picard out
Transmission ends.
CAPT. BRANSON: Come.
Jessica ENTERS.
JESSICA [smiles]: Hey there handsome.
John looks at his girlfriend.
JOHN [smiles]: Hey there beautiful.
She walks over to the replicator.
JESSICA [to com]: One coffee, black. One Earl Grey Tea hot. Oh, and a slice of cheese cake with two forks.
The replicator HUMS. The items MATERIALIZE on a tray. She picks it up, noticing her boyfriend's quizzical look.
JESSICA: We never had dessert.
JOHN: True.
She sat in front of the desk and John takes a sip of his Earl Grey and they eat the cake together.
JESSICA: Heard what happened about the Harrison glad that you were able to save the ship and crew.
JOHN: Yeah, we should of saved warp core as well.
JESSICA: Sometimes you can't save the whole ship John.
JOHN: Old Wounds take awhile to heal mine are still healing.
Jessica looks at him.
EXT. SOL SYSTEM, EARTH ORBIT, EARTH STATION MCKINLEY
The U.S.S. Harrison is docked at the station as the Enterprise is next to the station.
[END OF ACT FOUR, FADE OUT, ENDING CREDITS]
==Cast==
===Main Cast===
Character 	Actor(s) 	Rank 	Position
John Branson 	Jarvis Davidson 	Captain 	Commanding Officer, U.S.S. Enterprise NCC-1701-E
Ro Laren 	Felecia Linkous 	Commander 	Executive Officer, U.S.S. Enterprise NCC-1701-E
Jack Mason 	Kevin Regan 	Lieutenant 	Chief Security/Tactical Officer, U.S.S. Enterprise NCC-1701-E
Courtney James	Ferne Myers 	Lieutenant Commander	Chief Engineer, U.S.S. Enterprise NCC-1701-E
Steven Carlson	Jacob Elliot 	Lieutenant 	Chief Medical Officer, U.S.S. Enterprise NCC-1701-E
Kara Carlson 	Delena "Dee" Lusk	Lieutenant 	Chief Conn Officer, U.S.S. Enterprise NCC-1701-E
Sito Jaxa 	Sadie Brickhouse 	Lieutenant 	Chief Operations Officer, U.S.S. Enterprise NCC-1701-E
Lindsey Tanner	TBA 	Lieutenant Commander	Chief Counselor, U.S.S. Enterprise NCC-1701-E
T'Mir 	Becky Elliot 	Lieutenant Commander	Chief Science Officer, U.S.S. Enterprise NCC-1701-E
===Guest Stars===
Character 	Actor(s)	Rank 	Position
Harris Payne 	TBA 	Ensign 	Assistance Chief Engineer, U.S.S. Enterprise NCC-1701-E
Kayla Mackenzie 	TBA 	Chief Petty Officer	Transporter Chief, U.S.S. Enterprise NCC-1701-E
Laurel Takahashi	TBA 	Ensign 	Assistance Chief Medical Officer, U.S.S. Enterprise NCC-1701-E
===Special Guest Stars===
Character 	Actor(s) 	Rank 	Position
Damien Erickson	TBA 	Commander 	First Officer, U.S.S. Enterprise NCC-1701-E
Jason Pierce 	TBA 	Lieutenant Commander 	Chief Engineer, U.S.S. Enterprise NCC-1701-E
Sarah Branson 	TBA 	Commander 	Executive Officer, U.S.S. Stargazer NCC-82893
Jean Luc-Picard	Josh Irwin 	Fleet Captain 	Commanding Officer, U.S.S. Stargazer NCC-82893
Jessica Smith 	Ashley Kalfas	Captain 	Commanding Officer, U.S.S. Yorktown NCC-1717-A
Jamie Towe 	TBA 	Captain 	Commanding Officer, U.S.S Harrison NCC-1941
Anthony Tate 	TBA 	Commander 	Executive Officer, U.S.S. Harrison NCC-1941
Jenny Sinclair 	TBA 	Lieutenant Junior Grade	Chief Security/Tactical Officer, U.S.S. Harrison NCC-1941
James Carroway 	TBA 	Ensign 	Chief Operations Officer, U.S.S. Harrison NCC-1941
Lux 	TBA 	Ensign 	Chief Conn Officer, U.S.S. Harrison NCC-1941
Jenn Carvus 	TBA 	Lieutenant Commander 	Chief Engineer, U.S.S. Harrison NCC-1941
Jonas Feris 	TBA 	Lieutenant 	Chief Medical Officer, U.S.S. Harrison NCC-1941
Kyle Clarkson 	TBA 	Lieutenant Commander 	Team Leader of Engineering team Alpha U.S.S. Harrison NCC-1941
==Trivia Notes==
===Background Information===
*Set a year after Nemesis.
*Inspired by Star Trek: Courageous created by: Alex Cannon.