I'm going to make this very simple for you. Your crew for my crew.
You betrayed us.
Oh, you are smart, Mr. Spock.
Spock, don't-
Mr. Spock, give me my crew.
What will you do when you get them?
Continue the work we were doing before we were banished.
Which, as I would understand it, involves the mass genocide of any being you find to be less than superior.
Shall I destroy you, Mr. Spock? Or will you give me what I want?
We have no transporter capabilities.
Fortunately, mine are perfectly functional. Drop your shields.
If I do so, I have no guarantee that you will not destroy the Enterprise.
Well, let's play this out logically then, Mr. Spock. Firstly, I will kill your captain to demonstrate my resolve. Then, if yours holds, I will have no choice but to kill you and your entire crew.
If you destroy our ship, you will also destroy your own people.
Your crew requires oxygen to survive, mine does not. I will target your life support systems, located behind the aft nacelle. And after every single person aboard your ship suffocates, I will walk over your cold corpses to recover my people. Now, shall we begin?
Lower shields.
A wise choice, Mr. Spock. [sees torpedoes beamed to the Vengeance as he kicks Kirk] I see all 72 torpedoes are still in their tubes. If they're not mine, Commander, I will know it.
Vulcans do not lie. The torpedoes are yours.
Thank you, Mr Spock.
I have fulfilled your terms. Now fulfill mine.
Well Kirk, it seems apt to return you to your crew. After all…[beams away Kirk, Scott, and Dr. Marcus]…no ship should go down without her captain.

