Ta: |
Sorry to call you, sir. Not strictly security. It's about the dietary
requirements of the Antican delegates.
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R: |
I thought that had been taken care of in advance, Tasha.
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Ta: |
So did we, sir. Their live animals were beamed aboard. We were going to
prserve the meat for them, but...they say we must bring it to them alive.
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R: |
Then do so. Lieutenant Yar was confused. We no longer enslave
animals for food purposes.
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A1: |
But we have seen humans eat meat.
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R: |
You've seen something as fresh and tasty as meat but inorganically
materialized out of patterns used by our transporters.
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A1: |
Sickening. It's barbaric!
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We: |
Hi, Mom. You're back early.
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Cr: |
Yes.
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We: |
Physical sciences class. We're studying Dr. Channing's theory on
dilithium crystals.
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Cr: |
Tell me about it.
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We: |
Really? You never seemed that interested in warp theory before.
Dr. Channing thinks it's possible to force dilithium into even
more useful crystals. If, as shown here, matter and antimatter
could be aligned even more efficiently.
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Cr: |
Would that affect navigation?
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We: |
This is engineering, not helm control.
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Cr: |
Oh, yes. The helm is located on the bridge.
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We: |
Mom? Is something wrong?
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Cr: |
This is the helm.
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Ge: |
Unless there have been some changes, I don't know about.
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P: |
Dr. Crusher!
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Cr: |
You will wish to know Lieutenant Worf is much improved. Ready to return
to duty.
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P: |
What was the diagnosis?
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Cr: |
A temoprary mental aberration.
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P: |
Doctor! When such a diagnosis concernes a Bridge officer I expect
a better explanation.
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Cr: |
Then I will have to first run some cross-checks on the library computer.
Klingons are so unusual in their reactions, aren't they?
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P: |
Use Science Station 2, Doctor.
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Da: |
Intriguing, Doctor. What does helm control have to do with medical
cross-checks?
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Cr: |
Why am I...
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Da: |
Is something wrong, Doctor?
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P: |
Doctor? Are you all right?
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Cr: |
Yes. Yes, I'll do my work in my office. That's where I should be.
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P: |
Do you want someone to accompany you?
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Da: |
Captain! There is a malfunction in this station. I cannot bring any
information up on it. Science 2 does not function either, sir.
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Sh: |
Engineering to Captain Picard. We have something wrong with warp
drive circuitry, sir
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??: |
Transporter Room 6 to Bridge. Reporting transporter console
malfunction, sir.
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P: |
Data, this ship is less than a year out of spacedock. What are
the chances of this occurring?
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Da: |
It is a virtual impossibility, sir.
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P: |
So what the hell is going on here?
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