Scotty's Death

Dedicated to the memory of James Doohan 1920-2005
(Nomad retracts its antenna and takes the most direct path to Uhura, who is leaning against the navigation station. Sulu has to move out of its way.) 
UHURA: Tomorrow the path along the way, There's where my love 
NOMAD: What is the meaning? 
UHURA: What? 
NOMAD: What form of communication? 
UHURA: I don't know what it. (realises) Oh, my singing. I was singing. 
NOMAD: For what purpose is singing? 
UHURA: I don't know. I like to sing. I felt like music. 
NOMAD: What is music? (a ray of light envelopes her head) Think about music. 
SCOTT: Lieutenant! Keep away from that 
KIRK: Scotty! 
(A blast of energy sends Scott flying backwards into a bulkhead.) 
KIRK: Bones. 
MCCOY: He's dead, Jim.