Ta: |
We've been challenged to a friendly game of Parrises Squares
by some of the maintenance personnel. You wanna join us on
the Starbase?
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R: |
You've already got all the players you need.
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Ta: |
Oh, we can switch off.
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R: |
No, you know if you do that on Parrises Squares, you loose rhythm of the
game.
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Ta: |
I can talk you into coming with us.
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R: |
No, win, all right. The pride of Enterprise goes with you.
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Wo: |
Rest assured, Commander, we will be victorious at whatever the cost.
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R: |
Worf, it's just the game. A friend of competition. You work up a sweat,
you have a few laughs and you make new friends.
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Wo: |
If winning is not important, then, Commander, why keep score?
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Ta: |
I think he's pulling your leg. Believe or not, Worf is developing
a sense of humor.
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R: |
I hope so for their sake. Good luck.
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R: |
You look like you're packing to leave forever.
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Cr: |
Oh, Commander Riker. No, I'm, I'm just gathering my notes. Professor
Terence Epstein is at the Starbase.
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R: |
Is that someone I should know of?
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Cr: |
He is the leading mind in cybernetics. He lectured at my medical
school. He knows the disaster at Macromious. Well, since then, I've
been working on the approach that combines cybernetics and
regeneration. It sounds impossible, I know. But I have found an
approach that will work. I mean what an opportunity to have a chance
to talk with Dr. Epstein. Sorry, Wil. I'd love to chat, but I have to
go.
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