"Bread and Circuses" Line-by-Line!

FLAVIUS: There is only one true belief! Roman butchers, sent here by the First Citizen.

 

KIRK: Do we look like any Romans you ever saw?

 

SEPTIMUS: Then are you slaves like ourselves?

 

Kirk: Our people don't believe in slavery.

 

FLAVIUS: A Roman lie. We must kill them.

 

SPOCK: Sir, we came here looking for some friends, forty seven of them who were stranded here some six years ago. They wore clothing similar to ours. Have you heard of such men?

 

FLAVIUS: Septimus, I know killing is evil, but sometimes it's necessary.

 

SEPTIMUS: No.

 

FLAVIUS: But they've located us, our hiding place. It's better to kill a few of them than all of us.

 

KIRK: Wait. I can prove we're telling the truth. A small device. I'll take it out slowly. (his communicator) Kirk to Enterprise. Come in.

 

SCOTTY: Scott here, Captain.

 

KIRK: Including ourselves, how many of us are there?

 

SCOTT [OC]: Twelve, Captain.

 

KIRK: Good, Scotty. Continue scanning. We'll maintain transmission. Kirk out. The Enterprise is our ship, somewhere at sea. That's all I can tell you. If it isn't sufficient, you will have to kill us.

 

SEPTIMUS: Tell me the empire has a device like that, Flavius, and you may kill them. Otherwise, accept them as friends.


(Septimus leads the way into the caves.)

 

KIRK: Captain's log, stardate 4040.7. On the surface of planet four, system eight nine two, the landing party has won the confidence of what obviously is a group of runaway slaves. They dwell in caves not far from a large city, wear rags, live under primitive conditions. But they are creatures of a heavily industrialized twentieth-century type planet very much like Earth. An amazing example of Hodgkins's Law of Parallel Planet Development. But on this Earth, Rome never fell. A world ruled by emperors who can trace their line back two thousand years to their own Julius and Augustus Caesars.

 

[Cave]
(The landing party are given water, and Spock leafs through some magazines.)

SEPTIMUS: No, Captain. I'm sure I would have heard of the arrival of other men like you.

 

KIRK: Perhaps you've heard, let's say, an impossible story or a rumour of men who came from the sky or from other worlds.

 

SEPTIMUS: There are no other worlds.

 

Kirk: The stars.