Sleeping Dogs (Ent Era episode)

Sleeping Dogs is the 5th episode of first season of Starship Enterprise.
==Synopsis==
While exploring a gas giant, Enterprise finds the wreck of a Klingon scout vessel sinking into the atmosphere.
==Script Chapters==
===Teaser===
FADE IN
EXT. WARP SPACE [OPTICAL]
Enterprise soars at warp.
INT. ARMORY, ENTERPRISE NX-01
A phase pistol is being loaded as a device is being fixed to the wall as we see both Lieutenants Mason and Smith.
LTJG. MASON [re: PADD]: You have a ten second firing window. Ready?
LTJG. SMITH: Ready.
LTJG. MASON: And go.
Jack pushes a button on PADD, the 3D target starts moving around and Julia fires alot of shots in its direction, as the simulation ends as she walks up to Jack.
LTJG. SMITH: Any better?
LTJG. MASON [re: PADD]: Your hit to miss ratio is still below fifty percent. If those had been live rounds, you'd have blown out two or three bulkheads. 
LTJG. SMITH [disappointed]: I never had this much trouble with the EM-33. 
Jack takes the pistol from her.
LTJG. MASON: According to Commander Reed the creator of this weapon, this is an entirely new weapon. Unlike the EM-33 you don't have to compensate for particle drift. Just point straight at the target, and try and keep your shoulders relaxed. It's hard to aim accurately when you're tense. Ahem.
LTJG. SMITH; You alright Jack?
LTJG. MASON: Yeah, just a cough. Let's try for twenty seconds this time.
Then they hear the engines power down.
LTJG. SMITH [confused]: I thought we were staying at warp for the next few days.
Jack checks the monitor read out.
LTJG. MASON: We're approaching a gas giant. Class nine. 
LTJG. SMITH [sighs]: So much for target practice.
LTJG. MASON [smiles]: We'll pick it up tomorrow. 
They both leave the armory.
[END OF TEASER, FADE OUT, STARTING CREDITS]
===Act 1===
FADE IN
EXT. SECTOR 454, COALITION SPACE [OPTICAL]
[EPISODE NOTES: OPENING CREDITS FALL OVER OPENING SCENES]
A probe approaches the planet.
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, ENTERPRISE NX-01
LTCMDR. T'LAR [re: scanner scope]: The probe's entered the outer atmosphere.
ANGLE - TRANSPARENT VIEWER [OPTICAL]
shows the probe's sensor image as it starts fizzing in and out.
CAPT. BRANSON: Can you clear it up?
Lieutenant Smith works at her console.
LTJG. SMITH: I'm trying, sir. There's a lot of EM interference. It sounds very strange. 
LTCMDR. T'LAR: Intense magnetic fields often create unique waveforms. 
CAPT. BRANSON: Let's hear them.
[Electronic Jupiter-type music.] As the crew listens to the sounds as Kara comments on it.
ENS. CARLSON [smiles]: Siren songs.
John looks at her.
ENS. CARLSON: That's what we called them when I was a kid. My dad would put them through the speakers whenever we flew by a gas giant. It gave me nightmares sometimes.
Julia stops the sounds.
LTCMDR. T'LAR: Other than keeping Ensign Carlson up at night, I'm not sure what we expect to accomplish here. There are four gas giants in your own solar system. 
CAPT. BRANSON: True, but none of them are class-9. I think this one's worth a closer look. 
Then Commander T'Lar reports.
LTCMDR. T'LAR [re: scanner scope]: I'm reading an anomalous power signature in the lower atmosphere, and several bio-signs.
CAPT. BRANSON: Let's see it.
ANGLE - TRANSPARENT VIEWER [OPTICAL]
shows Through the murk, a ship comes into view.
JUMP CUT TO:
INT. SICKBAY, U.S.S. ENTERPRISE
Doctor Carlson is treating Lieutenant Mason for the common cold.
LTJG. MASON [snotty]: We can travel faster than the speed of light. You'd think we could find a cure for the common cold. 
DR. CARLSON: You should be grateful Jack the common cold that we go through is nothing compared to some of the common colds that I've seen before I was posted here. I once had a patient with the Kamaraazite flu. He sneezed so violently he nearly regurgitated his pineal gland. 
LTJG. MASON: Lovely, Steven just lovely. I don't see how I could actually catch a cold on a hermetically sealed starship.
DR. CARLSON: Oh, you may have picked up the virus from a piece of equipment. It could have been lurking inside a sealed container.
LTJG. MASON [thinking]: I did open a case of plasma coolant. 
DR. CARLSON: Whoever packed that case was probably nursing a cold. 
LTJG. MASON [sneezes]: But that was in spacedock five months ago?
DR. CARLSON [sighs]: You underestimate the tenacity of a virus, Lieutenant. It can lay dormant for months, adapt to whatever environment it finds itself in. This should ease the symptoms. 
Doctor Carlson gives Mason a hypospray.
DR. CARLSON: But the only cure I know of involves bed rest.
LTJG. MASON [waves off the idea]: No, that'll have to wait. The Captain wants me on the team investigating that shipwreck. 
DR. CARLSON: Well, you won't be contagious inside an environment suit. Just try not to sneeze in your helmet. 
LTJG. MASON: I'll do my best.
He leaves sickbay.
INT. CAPTAIN'S READY ROOM, ENTERPRISE NX-01
John looks at the monitor showing the Coalition-Romulan border, as well as tactical updates from several outposts along the border on the Federation side.
[READY ROOM DOORS CHIMED]
CAPT. BRANSON: Come.
[READY ROOM DOORS WHOOSHED OPENED] As Lieutenant Smith enters and walks over to the desk.
LTJG. SMITH: You got a minute sir?
CAPT. BRANSON: Sure, what's on your mind?
LTJG. SMITH: That shipwreck. We have no idea what type of life forms we'll find on that alien vessel, and there's a lot of interference in the atmosphere. Are you sure the away team won't need a translator?
CAPT. BRANSON: They have their UTs, and we'll try to keep an open com-link with them.
LTJG. SMITH: What about the language on the control panels, the hatches? They might need someone to help them find their way around.
CAPT. BRANSON: Julia, are you trying to tell me something?
LTJG. SMITH: John, I realize that I haven't always been the first one in line to volunteer for this type of mission, but I want you to know that I am prepared to go. Took a while, but I think I finally got my space legs. 
CAPT. BRANSON [smiles]: I never doubted that you'd find them. Your timing couldn't be better. Z just asked me to assign you to the team. You'd better get to the launch bay before they leave without you.
LTJG. SMITH [smiles]: Aye, sir.
Julia leaves the ready room as John's surprised at how much Julia has changed since she's been aboard the Enterprise.
INT. LOCKER ROOM, ENTERPRISE NX-01
The boarding party is suiting up in their EVA suits as Julia is doing a system check on her suit.
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: I thought you were acquainted with the environmental suit.
LTJG. SMITH: I am Commander, I'm just brushing up on the backup systems. Wouldn't want the emergency oxygen to fail during a hull breach.
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: Smart.
LTJG. MASON: Trust me Lieutenant if there was a hull breach the pressure would crush you to something about this big.
He holds up his clenched fist.
LTJG. SMITH: Oh dear.
LTJG. MASON: Are you sure we don't need Commander Williams?
Commander Ivanova looks at him.
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: I'm sure we're just going to be quick about it and return to the ship.
They leave the locker room.
CUT TO:
EXT. GAS GIANT SURFACE [OPTICAL]
Shuttlepod 1 descends down.
INT. CANOPY, SHUTTLEPOD 1
The landing party are at the stations of the shuttle.
LTJG. MASON: It's one hundred kilometers below us, still descending.
Commander Ivanova looks at the sensor scans.
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: Gravity's pulling it deeper into the atmosphere. At their current altitude the pressure is fifteen thousand gsc.
LTJG. MASON: That's well within our hull tolerance. 
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: For the moment. But at the rate that vessel is sinking, we'll have an hour at most. 
Julia turns to Commander Ivanova.
LTJG. SMITH: You sound worried Commander?
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: A little bit.
LTJG. MASON: We'll be on our way back well before we're in any danger. I for one have no interest in imploding a valuable shuttlepod.
LTJG. SMITH: Or three valuable officers.
[Shuttle shakes about] As Commander Ivanova checked the console read out.
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: We've entered an eddy of liquid helium. 
LTJG. MASON: Hang on!
Lieutenant Mason works the helm controls to get the shuttle out of the eddy of liquid helium, as the shuttle stops shaking about.
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: We're clear of the eddy.
LTJG. SMITH: That wasn't so bad.
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: 100 meters and closing.
EXT. GAS GIANT SURFACE [OPTICAL]
The shuttle approaches the Alien vessel.
INT. CANOPY, SHUTTLEPOD 1
The landing party looks out the window at the alien vessel.
LTJG. SMITH: Is that a hatch on the port side?
LTJG. MASON: Yeah it is bring us in for docking.
[Alarm blares] As Julia jolts at the sound.
LTJG. SMITH: What was that?
LTJG. MASON: It's just the proximity alarm.
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: Twenty meters. Ten. Engaging docking interface. 
INT. CORRIDOR, ALIEN VESSEL [DARKNESS]
[DOORS WHOOSHED OPENED] As the boarding party enters wearing their EVA suits as their helmet lights shine through the darkness.
LTCMDR. IVANOVA [re: tricorder]: Nitrogen-oxygen atmosphere. Carbon dioxide levels are high, but nothing's toxic. It's breathable.
Lieutenant Mason looks over at Lieutenant Smith who turns to him.
LTJG. SMITH: You first.
Lieutenant Mason turns his helmet as it hisses and he removes its as he nods at the others, Commander Ivanova and Lieutenant Smith follow suit as they nearly gag.
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: Perhaps we should leave them on.
Lieutenant Smith coughs as Lieutenant Mason turns to her.
LTJG. MASON: You alright?
LTJG. SMITH [coughing]: Can't you smell that?
LTJG. MASON [shakes head]: I can't smell anything due to this damn cold.
LTJG. SMITH: Count your blessings Jack.
They start looking around the corridor.
LTJG. SMITH: Uh, guys you may wanna take a look at this.
They walk over to where Julia is at.
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: What is it?
LTJG. SMITH: It says deck two, red sector.
LTJG. MASON: What language?
LTJG. SMITH: Klingon.
They all draw their phase pistols.
LTJG. MASON: How could we not know this was a Klingon ship?
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: It was very murky it was very hard to tell.
LTJG. MASON: So, we don't know how many Klingons we're up against?
Commander Ivanova gets out her tricorder.
LTCMDR. IVANOVA [re: tricorder]: I'm reading three bio-signs. That way. All very weak.
LTJG. SMITH: How weak are we talking here?
CUT TO:
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, KLINGON VESSEL
[DOORS WHOOSHED OPENED] The boarding party enters and sees the Klingon slumped at their posts.
LTCMDR. IVANOVA [re: tricorder]: They're still alive. We should leave before they regain consciousness. 
LTJG. MASON: And what if they don't? The atmosphere's going to crush this ship like an eggshell pretty soon. 
LTJG. SMITH: Shouldn't we try to help them? 
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: They don't want our help. 
LTJG. SMITH: How do you know? 
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: They're Klingons. To die at their post assures them a path to the afterlife. If we rescue them, they'd be dishonored. 
LTJG: Well, I for one don't intend to just fly off and let these people die, honorable deaths or not. 
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: Your compassion is admirable but misguided. If they awake and find us on their ship, they'll kill us. 
CUT TO:
INT. GALLEY, KLINGON VESSEL
There are carcasses hanging from butcher's hooks, some green stuff in bowls. A woman walks out of a storage area.
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, KLINGON VESSEL
CAPT. BRANSON [com voice]: How many are there?
LTCMDR. IVANOVA [re: tricorder, to com]: Three on the bridge, but I'm detecting at least nine more bio-signs on board.
CAPT. BRANSON [com voice]: You can't tell what happened to them?
JUMP CUT TO:
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, ENTERPRISE NX-01
LTCMDR. IVANOVA [com voice]: I'm detecting residual amounts of an carbon dioxide based neurotoxin, but it seems to have dissipated. There's not enough to affect us
CAPT. BRANSON [to com]: Stand by.
He pauses the transmission and walks over to T'Lar.
CAPT. BRANSON: How long is the pod's hull going to hold up?
Commander T'Lar checks her read out and reports.
LTCMDR. T'LAR: At their present rate of descent, half hour.
Captain Branson presses the com panel again.
CAPT. BRANSON [to com]: Z?
LTCMDR. IVANOVA [com voice]: Yes, Captain?
CAPT. BRANSON [to com]: You've got twenty minutes to see if you can do anything for that crew, then I want you out of there. 
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, KLINGON VESSEL
CAPT. BRANSON [com voice]: Understood?
LTCMDR. IVANOVA [to com]: I don't believe there's anything we can do in twenty minutes. I suggest we leave now.
CAPT. BRANSON [com voice]: You have a margin of safety
(He crackles out.) 
LTCMDR. IVANOVA [to com]: Captain? Ivanova to Enterprise?
CUT TO:
INT. CORRIDOR, KLINGON VESSEL
The Klingon woman moves towards the voices.) 
LTJG. MASON [OC]: Damn interference. 
LTCMDR. IVANOVA [OC]: Or we've dropped out of comm. range. 
LTJG. SMITH [OC]: We still have twenty minutes. 
LTCMDR. IVANOVA [OC]: It doesn't make sense to place ourselves at risk when they'd rather die. 
LTJG. MASON [OC]: There must be something we can do. Maybe they have a distress beacon we can activate. 
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, KLINGON VESSEL
(The woman sees them then retreats.) 
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: I doubt you'll find one. Klingons don't call for help. 
LTJG. SMITH: What if we carry some of them into the pod? We could save three or four. 
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: And if they wake up on the trip back to Enterprise?
 (The sound of a bulkhead closing. Mason pulls his pistol and goes to investigate.)
INT. CORRIDOR, KLINGON VESSEL
Lieutenant Mason checks the corners for hostiles as he's moving slowly with his phase pistol at the ready, The woman jumps him and escapes as both Ivanova and Smith shows up and fires their phase pistols but the beams struck the door as it closed and the light changed from green to red.
LTJG. SMITH: What was that?
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: That would be our shuttlepod leaving us.
The boarding party is now stranded aboard a sinking Klingon cruiser.
[END OF ACT ONE, FADE OUT]
===Act 2===
FADE IN
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, ENTERPRISE NX-01
LTCMDR. WILLIAMS: Try it now.
CAPT. BRANSON [to com]: Branson to boarding party come in.
LTCMDR. WILLIAMS: They're back in com range.
ANGLE - TRANSPARENT VIEWER [OPTICAL]
shows the shuttlepod leave the gas giant.
CAPT. BRANSON [to com]: Enterprise to shuttlepod 1 come in.
ENS. CARLSON: Sir, they're heading out to open space.
LTCMDR. WILLIAMS: I'm picking up a transmission from the pod.
CAPT. BRANSON: Let's hear it.
BU'KAH [OC]: Duj-to! Chak wa kah Deesh paklah! kah Deesh paklah!
CAPT. BRANSON [shocked]: That's Klingon.
LTCMDR. WILLIAMS: I'll see if I can tie in the UT.
Commander Williams works the com console.
BU'KAH [OC]: Chak wa kah Deesh paklah! kah Deesh paklah! 'kiv Duj in range. Respond. We've been attacked by an unknown ship designation Enterprise NX-01. Any warships in range, respond
CAPT. BRANSON: Tactical Alert, set a pursuit course.
ENS. CARLSON: Aye, sir.
CAPT. BRANSON: Bring the grappler on-line.
Commander Williams works the console.
EXT. SPACE [OPTICAL]
Enterprise gives chase as the launcher lowers, two lines are fired and latch onto the shuttlepod.
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, ENTERPRISE NX-01 [TACTICAL ALERT]
LTCMDR. WILLIAMS: Got them bring them into launch bay 2.
CAPT. BRANSON [to com]: Security team to launch bay 2, Steph. T'Lar the bridge is yours.
LTCMDR. T'LAR: Aye, sir.
CUT TO:
INT. LAUNCH BAY 2, ENTERPRISE NX-01 [TACTICAL ALERT]
[LAUNCH BAY DOORS WHOOSHED OPENED] As Captain Branson, Commander Williams enter cautiously, with phase pistols drawn, two MACOs right behind them. The pod hatch is open, and Bu'kaH jumps the MACO who goes to look inside. It takes stun shots from both Branson and Williams to knock her out.
CAPT. BRANSON: Everyone alright?
Williams nods as the MACOs get up from the struggle Captain Branson goes to the com panel and toggles it.
CAPT. BRANSON [to com]: Branson to bridge.
LTCMDR. T'LAR [com voice]: T'Lar here
CAPT. BRANSON [to com]: Are you still detecting the shipwreck?
LTCMDR. T'LAR [com voice]; Yes, sir
CAPT. BRANSON [to com]: Transfer the coordinates to the launch bay. I'm going back for the boarding party.
LTCMDR. T'LAR [com voice]: Sir, the alien ship sunk another two thousand meters. It is below the shuttle's safety limits
CAPT. BRANSON [to com]: Kara, set course for the shipwreck we'll take Enterprise down.
CUT TO:
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, KLINGON VESSEL
The boarding party are trying to figure out how to get themselves out of their situation.
LTJG. MASON: There's got to be some way off this ship.
LTJG. SMITH: What about escape pods?
LTJG. MASON: I don't know about the structural integrity of Klingon escape pods. My guess is we're better off in here. 
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: It's irrelevant, Lieutenant. Klingons don't use escape pods. It would be considered an act of cowardice to abandon ship. 
LTJG. SMITH: Maybe we can use their com system to contact Enterprise. 
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: I doubt their com will penetrate the EM field any better than our own. If we can access their helm controls we might be able to put this vessel into a stable orbit. 
LTJG. MASON: I haven't had much experience at piloting Klingon ships. 
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: We have no other choice. 
(The hull groans under the pressure.) 
LTJG. SMITH: That doesn't sound good.
LTJG. MASON: It's not.
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: Start translating those consoles. Look for anything marked propulsion, helm, navigation.
LTJG. SMITH: I'll try, but reading Klingon is a lot different than speaking it. 
LTJG. MASON: We could always try waking one of them to help us. 
LTJG. SMITH: Alright. (reads a monitor screen) Kolat chack tabak. Plasma containment, maybe. 
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: You're certain? 
LTJG. SMITH: Containment. I'm certain. 
(She moves to the next screen.) 
LTJG. SMITH: Pu'DaH dak cha. Something they call photon torpedoes. 
LTJG.MASON: Photon torpedoes? I've never heard of anything like that. What else? 
LTJG. SMITH: Well, this all looks like weapons systems. Torpedoes, tactical sensors, disruptor arrays. 
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: (another screen) What about this one? 
LTJG. SMITH: I recognize pressure. Ka'tahl. That can mean wall or barrier. 
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: Or hull? 
LTJG. SMITH: Maybe. 
LTJG. MASON: If I'm reading this correctly we've got a few hours at most. The hull integrity's failing. 
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: Then we'd better hurry. This appears to be the helm station. 
LTJG. SMITH: I think you're right. Quee nagah. Impulse drive. 
LTJG. MASON: Good work, Julia. 
(Reed tries to use the controls, but alarms sound instead and text scrolls on a screen.) 
LTJG. MASON: Julia? 
LTJG. SMITH: It says the pressure's failing in the J'khat bah. Fusion manifold. Do you know what that means? 
LTJG. MASON: To quote our very own Commander Williams, that means we're dead in the water.
[COM CHIRPS] As Captain Branson's voice comes over the com.
CAPT. BRANSON [com voice]: Branson to boarding party. Come in.
Julia gets out her communicator and opens it as it beeps.
LTJG. SMITH [to com]: We read you, Captain.
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, ENTERPRISE [TACTICAL ALERT]
CAPT. BRANSON [to com]; How are you holding up?
LTJG. SMITH [com voice]: We're doing okay, sir. It's nice to hear your voice
CAPT. BRANSON [to com]: What's your status?
JUMP CUT TO;
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, KLINGON VESSEL
LTCMDR. IVANOVA [to com]: We've been attempting to restart their engines, but they appear to be offline.
CAPT. BRANSON [com voice]; Don't worry about it. We're coming to get you
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, ENTEPRISE NX-01 [TACTICAL ALERT]
CAPT. BRANSON: How much further Kara?
ENS. CARLSON: Ten thousand meters, but I'm having a hard time getting a fix on them. Too much interference.
John turns to Commander Williams.
CAPT. BRANSON: Is our probe still working?
LTCMDR. WILLIAMS: Barely.
CAPT. BRANSON: Try using it to triangulate their position.
LTCMDR. WILLIAMS: Give me a second.
She works at the console.
EXT. GAS GIANT [OPTICAL]
The probe is crushed by the pressure.
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, ENTERPRISE NX-01 [TACTICAL ALERT]
LTCMDR. WILLIAMS: The probe's gone.
[HULL STARTS GROANING] As the lights and console screens start flickering.
ENS. CARLSON: Sir, external pressure's at maximum. 
CAPT. BRANSON [to com]; I'm afraid we've got a bit of a hitch in our rescue plan. 
[Big metallic groans.]
ENS. JOHNSON: Hullplating is failing.
CAPT. BRANSON [to com]: We'll be back for you as soon as we can. 
CUT TO:
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, KLINGON VESSEL
CAPT. BRANSON [com voice]: In the meantime, just sit tight
(He dissolves into static.) 
LTJG. SMITH [to com]: Captain you're breaking up, Captain! 
Lieutenant Smith looks at the others. 
[END OF ACT 2, FADE OUT]
===Act 3===
FADE IN
INT. SICKBAY, ENTERPRISE NX-01
The Klingon woman is struggling against bio-bed restraints.
BU'KAH: Release me. Cowards! Let me die on my feet. 
DR. CARLSON: Jane was right. There's a neurotoxin in her bloodstream. Untreated, it could kill her within a day or two.
CAPT. BRANSON: Can you treat it?
DR. CARLSON: I'm working on it. 
LTCMDR. WILLIAMS [confused]; Zhasa said the Klingons were unconscious. Why is this one so lively?
DR. CARLSON: She's showing the effects of hypothermia. My guess is she took refuge in a low temperature environment aboard her ship. The cold would have delayed the effects of the toxin. 
BU'KAH: I demand to speak to your Captain. 
LTCMDR. WILLIAMS: You know, I read if they sense a leader's weak, they'll try to kill him and take command. 
Captain Branson walks over to the bio-bed. 
CAPT. BRANSON: I'm John Branson Captain of this vessel, you've stranded three of my crew aboard your vessel.
BU'KAH: I've met your kind before.
CAPT. BRANSON: So I've read what are you doing back in the gas giant Bu'Kah?
BU'KAH: You raided my vessel, infected my crew!
CAPT. BRANSON: We didn't infect your crew. 
BU'KAH: Liar! 
CAPT. BRANSON: Look, I don't know what happened to your crew but we had nothing to do with it. Now your vessel is sinking deeper into the atmosphere and unless we do something, it'll be destroyed. 
BU'KAH: Better that than let it fall into your hands.
CAPT. BRANSON: I've got three very capable people on your ship. Let them help. If you tell them how to get the engines running, they can fly it out of there. 
BU'KAH: And fly it where? Back to your world to steal our secrets?
CAPT. BRANSON: No.
BU'KAH: When our Birds of Prey arrive, your ship will be destroyed. 
John leaves sickbay.
INT. SITUATION ROOM, ENTERPRISE NX-01
ANGLE - WALL MONITOR [OPTICAL]
shows the schematics of the vessel. 
ENS. CARLSON: I found these schematics in the Vulcan database. It's a Raptor Class scout vessel.
CAPT. BRANSON: How long will it last down there?
ENS. CARLSON: Its hull's at least twice as thick as ours, reinforced with some kind of coherent molecular alloy.
LTCMDR. WILLIAMS: Yeah, it's a tough little ship but it can't hold up under that pressure forever.
CAPT. BRANSON: What can you do for us?
LTCMDR. WILLIAMS: We could reinforce the structural integrity grid by drawing power from the warp drive. 
CAPT. BRANSON: How long will it take?
LTCMDR. WILLIAMS: An hour maybe two.
CAPT. BRANSON: Get started, keep an eye out for Klingon vessels.
ENS. CARLSON [nods]: Aye, sir.
JUMP CUT TO:
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, KLINGON VESSEL
The boarding party are in their pre-EVA suits. 
LTJG. MASON: The one time we need our Chief Engineer is the one time we leave him behind. 
LTJG. SMITH: Come look at this. 
(She gets a recording playing on a screen in front of the captain's chair.) 
CAPT. N'DAK [monitor]: OonoS Thrott! Nej joS mIch ka Xanant 'ach pagh Q'tahL Class planet. We destroyed their ship, but we've sustained damage in our port fusion injector. We've descended into the outer atmosphere of a Q'tahL Class planet to make repairs in case there are other Romulan ships in the area. My crew is falling ill and I have been unable to determine why. If we had died when the Romulans attacked our honor would be secure, but to fall victim to some disease, to be crushed into nothing in the depths of this miserable planet
Transmission ends.
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: So, we have a Klingon vessel that crossed Coalition Space to attack a Romulan vessel after a raid on one of their outposts?
LTJG. MASON: How come none of our bases detected them?
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: This is something we should take to the Captain download it.
LTJG. SMITH: Already on it.
LTJG. MASON: Sounds like we need to find the port fusion injector. 
LTJG. SMITH: Wait, I saw that somewhere. Here. One deck below us. It's in the reactor pit. 
LTJG. MASON: Reactor pit? Could that be Engineering? 
LTJG. SMITH: Could be. 
CUT TO:
INT. MAIN ENGINEERING, KLINGON VESSEL
[ENGINEERING DOORS WHOOSHED OPENED] As They walk into the room and walk over to one of the consoles. 
LTJG. MASON: This is one?
LTJG. SMITH: No. That says something about plasma induction. Here it is. Port fusion injector. 
(The panel has a Klingon slumped across it, so Mason and Ivanova haul him away.) 
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, ENTERPRISE NX-01
LTCMDR. T'LAR: Captain, sensors are detecting a squadron of three Klingon warbirds on an intercept course.
CAPT. BRANSON: How long till they get here?
ENS. CARLSON: At current speed a few hours.
CAPT. BRANSON: Take us to tactical alert.
ENS. JOHNSON: Aye, sir.
[COM CHIRPS] As Doctor Carlson's voice comes over the com.
DR. CARLSON [com voice]: Sickbay to Captain Branson
Captain Branson toggles the com panel.
CAPT. BRANSON [to com]: Branson here go ahead.
INT. SICKBAY, ENTERPRISE NX-01 [TACTICAL ALERT]
DR. CARLSON [to com]; You'll be pleased to know I've developed an antitoxin. There's an interesting wrinkle, though. When you have a moment I'd like to share it with you. 
CUT TO:
INT. MAIN ENGINEERING, KLINGON VESSEL
Lieutenant Mason rises up staggers and burns his hand. 
LTJG. MASON: Argh! 
LTJG. SMITH: Are you okay? 
LTJG. MASON: Yes. I seem to be getting a little light-headed. Must be the heat. 
LTCMDR. IVANOVA [re: scanner]: You're dehydrated. You need some water. 
LTJG. SMITH: I saw a galley on the schematics. Deck four, blue sector. I'll see what I can find. 
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: You shouldn't go alone. 
LTJG. MASON: Watch yourselves. 
INT. GALLEY, KLINGON VESSEL [DARKNESS]
They enter the galley and look around as Julia picks up a bowl to see what's in it.
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: It's called gagh. It's a Klingon delicacy, but only when they're alive.
LTJG. SMITH: They look like worms.
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: They are worms.
She puts the bowl down and sees a pot and stirs the ladle in a pot and pulls up an animal skull.
LTJG. SMITH: UGH!
They hear movement from behind a door, and ready their phase pistols. Ivanova opens the door to reveal three pigs with lots of spines and attitude, then shuts it again.
LTJG. SMITH: What the hell was that!?
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: Targs. Klingons prefer their food freshly slaughtered.
LTJG. SMITH: Perfect.
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: Are you alright?
LTJG. SMITH: Swell, we're aboard a Klingon warship with weird food.
The ship jolts.
LTCMDR. IVANOVA [to com]: Ivanova to Mason report?
CUT TO:
INT. MAIN ENGINEERING, KLINGON VESSEL
LTJG. MASON [to com]: The hull pressure's approaching critical. This ship's about to be crushed.
EXT. GAS GIANT [OPTICAL]
A visual of the outer hull starting to cave in.
[END OF ACT THREE, FADE OUT]
===Act 4===
FADE IN
INT. MAIN ENGINEERING, KLINGON VESSEL
Coolant spews as Lieutenant Mason is drinking.
LTJG. MASON: It'll work.
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: If you're wrong, you could destroy the ship. 
LTJG. MASON: Look, even with Hoshi's help it could take hours just to find the fusion injector in here. We're out of time. 
LTJG. SMITH: I say we try the weapons. 
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: How do you know you can even access the tactical systems? 
LTJG. MASON: If there's one thing on board this ship I ought to be able to figure out, it's the torpedoes. 
They leave the engine room.
CUT TO:
INT. SICKBAY, U.S.S. ENTERPRISE
Doctor Carlson injects Bu'Kah with a hypo.
DR. CARLSON: Please relax. If you strain against the straps you might hurt yourself. 
BU'KAH: What's that? Is that what you used against my crew? 
CAPT. BRANSON: Doctor Carlson has developed an antidote to the neurotoxin in your system. 
BU'KAH: Is this how you plan to gain my trust? First poison me, then miraculously cure me? 
CAPT. BRANSON: Have you had a drink lately? 
BU'KAH: What? 
CAPT. BRANSON: The bio-agent that affected you and your crew was consumed, apparently in alcohol. 
DR. CARLSON: Specifically, the toxin was bonded to a molecule unique to Xarantine ale. 
BU'KAH: There was a raid we were successful the Romulans were no match for us. 
CAPT. BRANSON: So, you attacked the Romulans knowing that they were no match for your vessel?
BU'KAH: They attacked one of our bases 10 years ago killed good warriors who fought and died they killed my son. 
John walks over to her. 
CAPT. BRANSON: Bu'Kah I am sorry for your lost but we need to work together if we're going to save your crew and my boarding party. 
Bu'Kah looks over at him.
JUMP CUT TO:
EXT. ATMOSPHERE, GAS GIANT [OPTICAL]
A photon torpedo has been fired down into the lower atmosphere. 
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, KLINGON VESSEL
LTJG. SMITH: One thousand meters. Two thousand. Three thousand.
 
(Detonation, the ship shakes.) 
LTJG. SMITH: No effect! We're still sinking. 
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: The shock wave dissipated before it reached us. 
LTJG. MASON: We'll need to detonate one closer next time. 
(The hull groans) 
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: The ship's hull is under enough pressure already. If you detonate a torpedo too close. 
LTJG. MASON: And if I don't? We need to generate a large enough shock wave to push us into a higher orbit. To do that, the blast has to be big and it has to be close. 
(Ivanova nods.) 
LTJG. MASON: You heard the Commander. Load two this time. 
Lieutenant Smith loads two torpedoes.
EXT. ATMOSPHERE, GAS GIANT [OPTICAL]
Enterprise descends down.
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, ENTERPRISE NX-01 [TACTICAL ALERT]
Bu'Kah is on the bridge with two security guards watching her.
LTCMDR. T'LAR: Sensor resolution's dropping off. 
BU'KAH: This was your plan? To grope in the darkness and hope to stumble across my ship?
John turns to her.
CAPT. BRANSON: That's how we found it the first time. 
[Ship jolts] 
CAPT. BRANSON: What was that? 
LTCMDR. T'LAR: Weapons fire. 
CAPT. BRANSON: Where is it coming from? 
ENS. CARLSON: Bearing two-nine-seven mark two-six-one, down about two kilometers. 
CAPT. BRANSON: Take us to it. 
ENS. CARLSON: Aye, sir. 
Ensign Carlson works the helm station.
JUMP CUT TO:
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, KLINGON VESSEL
LTJG. MASON: Did it work? 
LTJG. SMITH: We've moved up, but only two hundred meters. 
LTJG. MASON: That's all? 
(There is a big bang inside the ship.) 
LTJG. SMITH: A compartment just collapsed. Deck three, green sector. 
LTJG. MASON: This whole damn ship's coming apart. How many torpedoes do we have left? 
LTJG. SMITH: Six. 
LTJG. MASON: Load two more. 
LTJG. SMITH: It won't be enough. 
LTJG. MASON: Load the weapons. 
LTJG. SMITH: We already tried. It didn't work. 
LTJG. MASON: Lieutenant. 
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: She's right. We'll never reach a safe altitude climbing a few hundred meters at a time. 
LTJG. MASON: The longer we stand around arguing the more ground we lose. 
LTJG. SMITH: Fire them all. What if we detonated all the torpedoes at once? 
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: We may gain enough altitude, but I doubt we'd make it in one piece. 
LTJG.SMITH : I don't know about you but I'm willing to take the chance. 
LTJG. MASON: We'll detonate at eight hundred meters. 
LTJG. SMITH: I was thinking more like five hundred. 
They look at her.
LTJG. SMITH: Look, I didn't come all this way to get crushed in the atmosphere of some anonymous gas giant. 
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: Do it.
LTJG. SMITH: Loading ports one through six. 
LTJG. MASON: Brace yourselves. 
LTJG. SMITH: Torpedoes armed.
As she presses the launch button, circuits explode on the bridge.
CUT TO:
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, ENTERPRISE [TACTICAL ALERT]
Commander T'Lar looks at her console and reports.
LTCMDR. T'LAR: Another explosion. There's a shock wave this time. 
CAPT. BRANSON: Hang on.
WHUMPH! Debris flies past the saucer section. 
EXT. ATMOSPHERE, GAS GIANT [OPTICAL]
Enterprise approaches the vessel.
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, KLINGON VESSEL
[Communicator chirps] As Commander Ivanova picks hers up and opens it.
LTCMDR. IVANOVA [to com]: Ivanova here.
CAPT. BRANSON [com voice]: What have you been shooting at? 
LTJG. MASON: We used the shock waves to gain some altitude but it's only temporary. We'll start sinking again unless we can come up with a way to get this ship out of here. 
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, ENTERPRISE NX-01 [TACTICAL ALERT]
CAPT. BRANSON [to com]: We've brought someone who should be able to help do just that. We're docking now.
INT. DECK TWO, RED SECTOR, KLINGON VESSEL
[AIRLOCK DOORS WHOOSHED OPENED] As both Captain Branson and Bu'Kah walked towards them.
CAPT. BRANSON: I believe you've all met Officer Bu'kaH. What's the status of their engines? 
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: The Klingon crew made most of the necessary repairs before they were overcome, but the port fusion injector is still damaged.
 
BU'KAH: I will tend to my own ship. 
CAPT. BRANSON: I didn't bring you down here just so you could die with your shipmates. My crew risked their lives to get this ship out of danger. I don't intend to leave until the job is finished. 
CUT TO:
EXT. SECTOR 432, COALITION-KLINGON BORDER [OPTICAL]
Enterprise tows the battle damaged Somraw out of the gas giant.
INT. MAIN BRIDGE, ENTERPRISE NX-01 [TACTICAL ALERT]
LTJG. SMITH: Captain, we're being hailed by the Somraw.
LTCMDR. IVANOVA: Maybe to thank us?
CAPT. BRANSON: I doubt it. Put it through.
ANGLE - TRANSPARENT VIEWER [OPTICAL]
shows the bridge of the Somraw and Captain N'Dak.
CAPT. BRANSON: What can I do for you?
CAPT. N'DAK [viewer]: Prepare to surrender your vessel
CAPT. BRANSON: Maybe your engineer neglected to tell you, but we just saved you and your crew.
CAPT. N'DAK [viewer]: You violated our ship, accessed our weapons
CAPT. BRANSON: It was either that or stand by and watch you get crushed.
CAPT. N'DAK [viewer]: DISRUPTORS!
LTJG. MASON: They're charging weapons.
CAPT. BRANSON: You wouldn't last ten seconds in a battle with us. You've got multiple hull breaches, your shields are down, and from what I'm told you're fresh out of torpedoes. If I were you, I'd take what little honor I had left and go home. Fire one shot and I'll blast you right back to where we found you.
[TRANSMISSION ENDS] with a snarl from N'Dak.
CAPT. BRANSON: Kara, get us out of here before their comrades show up.
ENS. CARLSON: Aye, sir.
EXT. SPACE [OPTICAL]
Enterprise departs from the Somraw and her warp engines power up and flash as she shoots off into the distances into a burst of light.
[END OF ACT FOUR, FADE OUT, ENDING CREDITS]
==Cast==
===Main Cast===
Actor 	Character 	Rank 	Position
Jarvis Davidson 	John Branson 	Captain 	CO
Felecia Linkous 	Zhasa Ivanova 	Lieutenant Commander 	Executive Officer
Kevin Regan 	Jack Mason 	Lieutenant Junior Grade	Chief Tactical/Security Officer
Ferne Myers 	Stephanie Williams	Lieutenant Commander 	Chief Engineer
Delena "Dee" Lusk 	Kara Carlson 	Ensign 	Chief conn Officer
Sadie Brickhouse-Waymire	Julia Smith 	Lieutenant Junior Grade	Chief Communications Officer
Jacob Elliot 	Steven Carlson 	Lieutenant Junior Grade	Chief Medical Officer
Becky Elliot 	T'Lar 	Lieutenant Commander 	Chief Science Officer
===Guest Stars===
Actor	Character 	Rank 	Position
TBA 	Harris Payne 	Ensign 	Assistance Chief Engineer
TBA 	Kayla Mackenzie 	Chief Petty Officer	Transporter Chief
TBA 	Sean Hansen 	Ensign 	Assistance Chief Science Officer
TBA 	Saskai Takahashi	Ensign 	Assistance Chief Medical Officer
TBA 	Henry Johnson 	Ensign 	Assistance Chief Armory Officer
===Special Guest Stars===
Actor	Character	Rank 	Position
TBA 	Bu'kah 	Lieutenant	Assistance Chief Armory Officer
TBA 	N'Dak 	Captain 	Commanding Officer
==Trivia Notes==
===Background Information===