![]() ![]() SPOCK: Thank you for bringing this to my attention. (Absolutely devoid of people or objects.) Commander Spock? May we have a moment of your time?ĬHEKOV: This is wonderful! You know I've never been here?ĬHEKOV: What I hear is that the bars here are excellent. MCCOY: You know, Spock, if an Earth girl says "It's me, not you," it's definitely you. SPOCK: A typically reductive inquiry, Doctor. (She kisses him on the cheek and walks off.) SPOCK: It is not in the Vulcan custom to receive again that which was given as a gift. UHURA: I think you should have this back. Another tube is extended to the airlock.) (Enterprise flys along the narrow docking tube into the spacestation, underneath habitable areas. MCCOY: Oh, you don't think that looks tense? Looks like a damn snow globe in space just waiting to break. SPOCK: Showing geographical favouritism among inducted Federation worlds could cause diplomatic tension. Couldn't we just rent some space on a planet? KIRK: I'm on my way, Mr Sulu.Let's keep this birthday thing under wraps, huh? SULU : Captain, approaching Yorktown base. (a toast) To perfect eyesight and a full head of hair. You spent all this time trying to be George Kirk and now you're wondering just what it means to be Jim. MCCOY: You joined to see if you could live up to him. KIRK: A year older than he ever got to be. MCCOY: Lordy! Are you gonna call your Mom? KIRK: Did they teach you about bedside manner in medical school? It's just your southern charm. I know you don't like celebrating it on the day because it's also the day your Pa bit the dust. I wanted to have something appropriate for your birthday. Besides, I found this in Chekov's locker. MCCOY: My God, man, are you trying to go blind? That stuff's illegal. ![]() KIRK: I'm pretty sure it's the rest of that Saurian brandy we picked up on Thasus. Keenser's leaking some kind of highly acidic green goo, and Scotty's terrified he's gonna sneeze on the warp core and kill us all. (Spocks upload of the artefact into the database makes the monitor glitch.) Perhaps a break from routine will offer up some respite from the mysteries of the unknown. The Enterprise is scheduled for a reprovisioning stop at Yorktown, the Federation's newest and most advanced starbase. If the universe is truly endless, then are we not striving for something forever out of reach? The farther out we go, the more I find myself wondering what it is we're trying to accomplish. As for me, things have started to feel a little episodic. Some experiences for the better, and some for the worse. The ship aside, prolonged cohabitation has definitely had effects on interpersonal dynamics. Our extended time in uncharted territory has stretched the ship's mechanical capacities but fortunately our engineering department, led by Mr Scott, is more than up to the job. We continue to search for new life forms in order to establish firm diplomatic ties. And the personal sacrifices they have made. The crew, as always, continues to act admirably despite the rigours of our extended stay here in outer space. But, well, we do what we can to make it feel like home. It can be a challenge to feel grounded when even gravity is artificial. The more time we spend out here, the harder it is to tell where one day ends and the next one begins. Today is our 966th day in deep space, a little under three years into our five year mission. KIRK: Never better! Just another day in the fleet.Ĭaptain's log, Stardate 2263.2. MCCOY: You got that little vein popping out of your temple again. Will you log that and put it in the vault, Spock? Thank you. SPOCK: Captain, did you manage to broker a treaty with the Teenaxi? Security deal with them as Kirk walks away.) There's quite a bit of surface interference, sir. (The tiny Teenaxi rolls down the floor where Kirk is standing, then leaps onto his shoulders to bite. TEENAXI: They want to chop us into pieces and roast us over a fire! KIRK: This beloved artefact is a symbol of trust and peace. TEENAXI: They're a crowd of untrustworthy thieves who want to see us murdered in our own beds! TEENAXI: You don't know the Fibonans like we do! KIRK: They told me they acquired it a long time ago. In the Fibonan culture, to surrender a weapon is an offer of truce. KIRK: Well, this was once a piece of an ancient weapon, and now they offer it as a symbol of. TEENAXI: Why don't they want it any more? I bring you a message of goodwill and present to you esteemed members of the Teenaxi Delegation, a gift from the Fibonan High Council with the highest regard. I am appearing before you as a neutral representative of the Fibonan Republic. KIRK: My name is Captain James Tiberius Kirk of the United Federation of Planets. (A tall place with the Teenaxi seated in tiers rising up the walls.) ![]()
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