"Bread and Circuses" Line-by-Line!

MCCOY: One, just once, I'd like to be able to land someplace and say, "Behold, I am the Archangel Gabriel."

 

Spock: I fail to see the humor in that situation, Doctor.

(I love this scene!!)

 

MCCOY: Naturally. You could hardly claim to be an angel with those pointed ears, Mister Spock. But say you landed someplace with a pitchfork.

(A gunshot rings out.)

 

FLAVIUS: Don't move! Hands in the air!

 

SPOCK: Complete Earth parallel. The language here is English.
(Kirk tries to go for his phaser, and another shot hits the ground near his feet.)

 

FLAVIUS [OC]: I said, don't move!

 

KIRK: I think he means it, Spock.

 

SPOCK: There would seem to be evidence to that effect.

(Four men appear from behind rocks. They are wearing t-shirts with a short chain motif at the neck. The leader is barefoot and wearing shorts.)

 

FLAVIUS: Who are you?

 

KIRK: We come from another province.

 

FLAVIUS: (to Spock) Where are you from? What do you call those?

 

SPOCK: I call them ears.

 

FLAVIUS: Are you trying to be funny?

 

Spock: Never. Colloquial twentieth-century English. An amazing parallel.

 

Kirk: We come from a place that's quite some journey from here. I doubt if you've heard...

 

FLAVIUS: Uniforms. Probably some new Praetorian guard unit. I should kill you here, but Septimus would probably be displeased. Move. Move!

 

^^^Finishing:

(As they are lead along, a guard whistles the signal that they are approaching, and two men come out of a hidden cave and meet at the cave entrance)

Flavius (cont.): I didn't harm them, Septimus, as much as I wanted to.

Septimus: (a very old man with a gentle way of speaking) Keep always in your mind, Flavius, that our way is peace.

 

MCCOY: For which we are grateful, for we are men of peace ourselves.

 

SEPTIMUS: Oh? Are you Children of the Son?

 

MCCOY: Well, if you're speaking of worships of sorts, we represent many beliefs.