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29th-Jun-2006 12:15 am
toyz
It is probably sacrilege that I be attempting to improve on these classic scenes. Nevertheless:
DECKER:
Mr. Spock, I am officially notifying you
that I am exercising my option under regulations
as a Starfleet Commodore, that I am
assuming command of the Enterprise.
SPOCK:
You have the right to do so, but I would advise against it.
DECKER:
That thing must be destroyed.
SPOCK:
You tried to destroy it once before, Commodore.
The result was a wrecked ship and a dead crew.
DECKER:
I made a mistake then. We were too far away.
This time I'm going to hit it with full phasers at point blank range.
SPOCK:
Sensors show the object's hull is solid meconium.
A single ship cannot combat it.
DECKER:
Mr. Spock, that will be all.

KIRK:
Spock, listen. Maybe Matt Decker didn't die for nothing.
He had the right idea but not enough power to do it....
Am I correct in assuming that a fusion explosion of 97 megatons
will result if a starship impulse engine is overloaded?
SPOCK:
No, sir. 97.835 megatons.
KIRK:
97.835... Will it be powerful enough to destroy that thing out there?
SPOCK:
Negative, Captain, Its hull is pure meconium.
There is no known way of blasting through it.
KIRK:
Not through it, Spock. From inside it! Will it be enough?
SPOCK:
Insufficient data. I shall try to take further sensor readings.
KIRK:
Do the best you can, and make it fast. ... Kirk to Scott.
SCOTT:
Here, sir. The damage control party just beamed back to the Enterprise.
KIRK:
Good. Scotty, can you set the ship's impulse engines to overload?
SCOTT:
Aye. The shape this thing's in, it's hard to keep her from blowin'.
KIRK:
I want you to rig a thirty second delayed detonation device
and rig it so that it can be blown from up here.
SCOTT:
Aye, sir.
KIRK:
Set it and get up here as fast as you can
SCOTT:
Right away.
SPOCK:
Captain, the object's meconium hull makes
sensor readings of the inner mechanism impossible.
KIRK:
Spock, you don't know?
SPOCK:
Correct.... Captain, you're getting dangerously close to the planet-killer.
KIRK:
I intend to get a lot closer. I'm gonna ram her right down that thing's throat.

GAETA:
Still staking out every waterhole in the desert.
TIGH:
Only this time it's a lake,
with enough meconium to last us a couple years
APOLLO:
This must be some kind of conveyor belt
to get the ore from the mine here to the cracking plant here.
GAETA:
A refinery this far from their home world?
APOLLO:
Why not? They need fuel as much as we do.
GAETA:
Now they've got it.
TIGH:
And enough firepower to keep it.
APOLLO:
All right, so we forget this asteroid; find another source.
TIGH:
You can bet your ass the Cylons will be guarding that one, too
APOLLO:
So we send the raptors out farther.
Ten, fifteen jumps, find a source they haven't reached yet.
TIGH:
And use up all our fuel doing it.
How are we going to get our refinery ship--
ADAMA:
We take the meconium from the Cylons.
....
TIGH:
With all due respect, this is hardly a time to attack a superior force
ADAMA:
It's exactly the time.
We know where they are. They don't know where we are.
We'll catch them with their pants down.

Ok, I'm done now.
Comments 
29th-Jun-2006 04:16 pm (UTC)
jesus god, what the hell are you thinking?

eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeww!
29th-Jun-2006 06:24 pm (UTC)
You're an odd one
Mr. Grinch
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