Star Trek Lost Scene: “KLINGON INTELLIGENCE REPORT — PROJECT GENESIS”
Star Trek Lost Scene: “KLINGON INTELLIGENCE REPORT — PROJECT GENESIS”
Year: 2285
Setting: Klingon Bird-of-Prey, Command Intelligence Chamber
Bathed in the crimson glow of the Bird-of-Prey’s tactical core, Commander Kruge and Lieutenant Maltz review newly intercepted Starfleet transmissions. The flickering glyphs reveal three human faces of interest: Admiral James T. Kirk, Khan Noonien Singh, and the battered hulk of the U.S.S. Enterprise.
The room hums with power and suspicion. Red Klingon script scrolls across the holographic screen — a translation of Starfleet’s “Genesis” data log — as the schematic of the planet flickers between life and annihilation.
MALTZ: “Starfleet calls it a device of creation, Commander.”
KRUGE: (eyes narrowing) “Then it is the most dangerous weapon of all.”
A silence follows, broken only by the deep resonance of the ship’s engines. Kruge leans closer to the display, his face half-lit by the blood-red glow of the holographic Earth.
“Find the coordinates of Project Genesis,” he growls.
“And prepare the ship for war.”
The screen fades to the Klingon emblem — pulsing like a heartbeat — as the Empire’s gaze turns toward Regula One.
Star Trek Lost Scene: “KLINGON INTELLIGENCE REPORT — PROJECT GENESIS”
Star Trek Lost Scene: “KLINGON INTELLIGENCE REPORT — PROJECT GENESIS”
Year: 2285
Setting: Klingon Bird-of-Prey, Command Intelligence Chamber
Bathed in the crimson glow of the Bird-of-Prey’s tactical core, Commander Kruge and Lieutenant Maltz review newly intercepted Starfleet transmissions. The flickering glyphs reveal three human faces of interest: Admiral James T. Kirk, Khan Noonien Singh, and the battered hulk of the U.S.S. Enterprise.
The room hums with power and suspicion. Red Klingon script scrolls across the holographic screen — a translation of Starfleet’s “Genesis” data log — as the schematic of the planet flickers between life and annihilation.
MALTZ: “Starfleet calls it a device of creation, Commander.”
KRUGE: (eyes narrowing) “Then it is the most dangerous weapon of all.”
A silence follows, broken only by the deep resonance of the ship’s engines. Kruge leans closer to the display, his face half-lit by the blood-red glow of the holographic Earth.
“Find the coordinates of Project Genesis,” he growls.
“And prepare the ship for war.”
The screen fades to the Klingon emblem — pulsing like a heartbeat — as the Empire’s gaze turns toward Regula One.