<p>(qIrq pa')</p>
<p>KIRK: HoD QonoS 9522.6. not tlhInganpu' vIvoqpu' 'ej reH vIvoqQo'taH. loDHomwI'[1] Heghmo' not vIqeHHa'laH. vuDvam 'oH: roj qep'a'vaD tlhIngan yejquv Qang wIDormeH Qu'maj vIchovDI'... qay'law'. mujatlh *Spock*, qunvaD potlh mojlaH wanI'vam. 'ej vIHar 'e' vIneH. 'ach chay' jIH lururbogh nuv'e' juS qun jay'?[2]<br>
VALERIS: (tuS) ... qaH!<br>
KIRK: lojmIt DaqIplaHpu'.<br>
VALERIS: tlhoS ghommeH DaqDaq mapaw. DaSov DaneH 'e' vInoH.<br>
KIRK: qar.[3]<br>
VALERIS: jIjatlhtaHvIS jItlhabtaH 'e' yIchaw', qaH! jItoy'taHvIS qatlhejmo' vaj jIquv.<br>
KIRK: logh verghvo' bI'orchu', Sogh.<br>
VALERIS: reH vInID vIneH.</p>
<p>[1] - Keeping the colloquialism of "my boy", rather than "my son" {puqloDwI'}.<br>
[2] - The English is very colloquial here, and I'm not sure how to express this sentence in Klingon.<br>
[3] - Kirk is bit sarcastic here... not sure how to convey that.</p>
<p>> Captain's log, stardate 9522.6. I've never trusted Klingons, and I never will.<br>
> I can never forgive them for the death of<br>
> my boy. To me our mission to escort the Chancellor of the Klingon High<br>
> Council to a peace summit ...is problematic, at best. Spock says this<br>
> could be an historic occasion, and I'd like to believe him. But how on<br>
> earth can history get past people like me?<br>
> VALERIS: Hm! ...Sir.<br>
> KIRK: You could have knocked.<br>
> VALERIS: We are almost at the rendezvous, sir. I thought that you<br>
> would like to know.<br>
> KIRK: Right.<br>
> VALERIS: Permission to speak freely, sir? ...It is an honour to serve with you.<br>
> KIRK: You piloted well out of Spacedock, Lieutenant.<br>
> VALERIS: I always wanted to try that.</p>