"Wolf in the Fold" Line-By-Line

Hello, Welcome!

We recently finished our "Storm Front" Line-by-Line over in the ENT Forum!

After each completed thread, we're randomly picking someone who participated to choose the next episode we do. The lucky winner, this time around was Leandar! That's right, lil' ol' ME! *look of pure humility* And I have chosen "Wolf in the Fold" as our next Line-by-Line challenge!

For any unfamiliar with our "game," you are asked to post only a single line (defined as one character speaking without interruption by another character) per message. You can post as often as you like, but someone else must post a line in between your posts.

Our "rule" is that if the episode has a "To Be Continued..." on the end, it is done in a single thread, but if it's just an arc of related episodes, each episode is a separate thread.

As before, at the conclusion of this thread, I or CoveTom, BlueStuff, Enterprise1981 or that wild and wacky phone thread-posting LeadHead, will run the randomizer to determine who will pick the next episode and get it going.

Meanwhile, compute to the last digit the value of Pi.

Or watch an Argelian dancing girl. I know what I'm going to do!

 

(In a cafe, a woman is doing a belly-dance, complete with finger-cymbals, while the patrons lounge on cushions. The audience are appreciating the show)

Scotty: Captain, I think I'm going to like Argelius!

 

Kirk: Obviously a man of good taste.

 

Scotty: You mean to tell me that all these women, that this is...?

 

Kirk: Yes, yes, yes. The Argelians think very highly of their pleasure.

 

Bones: That's an understatement if I ever heard one. This is a completely hedonistic society.

 

Kirk: Do you like her, Scotty?

 

Scotty: Aye. Why shouldn't I?

 

KIRK: Good. I've invited her to join us at the table. I thought you might like to meet her.

 

SCOTT: Now that's what I call a real Captain. Always thinking of his men.

 

The dancer comes over, bends over backwards then does a shimmy before returning to the small stage to finish. Scotty bangs on the table in applause.

KIRK: Scotty, Scotty. In Argelius they use the lights.

 

SCOTT: Now no one has to tell an old Aberdeen pubcrawler how to applaud, Captain.

 

She comes over, but the man at the next table doesn't look too pleased with the situation.

KIRK: Have one of our pillows?

The man leaves as she sits.

 

Scotty: 'Tis a fine foggy night tonight, and I doubt if anyone's ever told you of the marvellous fogs we have in Aberdeen.

 

KARA: Never a word, but I'm dying to learn.

 

Scotty: Well then, why don't I show you? There's nothing like a walk in the fog with a bonny lass.

 

KARA: Or a handsome gentleman. Why don't we?

 

SCOTT: You don't mind, do you? I might even get back to the ship on time.

 

KIRK: We won't leave without you, Scotty. Relax and enjoy yourself. (Scott and Kara leave) My work is never done.

 

Bones: My work, Jim. This is prescription stuff. Don't forget, the explosion that threw Scotty against a bulkhead was caused by a woman.