"Bread and Circuses" Line-by-Line!

MCCOY: I am defending myself!

 

FLAVIUS: Not like that, you fool. Hold your weapon higher.

(The cat-calls are replaced by cheers)

 

CLAUDIUS: Admit it. You find these games frightening, revolting.

 

KIRK: Proconsul, in some parts of the galaxy I have seen forms of entertainment that makes this look like a folk dance.

 

CLAUDIUS: Certain this isn't different, Captain? Those are your men dying, not strangers.

 

KIRK: I've had to select men to die before so that others could be saved.

 

CLAUDIUS: You're a clever liar, Captain Kirk. Merikus was a spaceship captain. I've observed him thoroughly. Your species has no such strength.

 

MERIK: He commands not just a spaceship, Proconsul, but a starship. A very special vessel and crew. I tried for such a command.

 

CLAUDIUS: I see no evidence of superiority. They fight no better than your men did, Merikus. Perhaps not as well.

 

ACHILLES: Stop running. Fight.

 

SPOCK: Need any help, Doctor?

 

MCCOY: Whatever gave you that idea?

 

ACHILLES: Fight, you pointed-ear freak!

 

MCCOY: You tell him, buster. Of all the completely ridiculous, illogical questions I ever heard in my life!

(McCoy falls, and is vulnerable. Achilles is distracted so Spock punches him out then goes and neck-pinches Flavius.)

 

MASTER: A clear foul, Proconsul. Your decision?

 

CLAUDIUS: Your opinion, Merikus? After all, they're like yourself.

 

MERIK: It's your decision, Proconsul.

 

CLAUDIUS: Your opinion, Captain Kirk? Would you like me to kill them now? An easy death? Then you'd gladly accept whatever happens to you. Take them back to their cage. Well, it won't go that easily for them, Captain, nor for you. Take him to my quarters.

 

[Chamber]

(Kirk is alone in the room, and is startled when a curtain is pulled back and the blonde girl appears, wearing very little.)

DRUSILLA: I was told to wait for you and provide wine, food, whatever you wish. I am Proconsul's slave, Drusilla. Although for this evening... (pause) For this evening I was told I am your slave. Command me!

 

KIRK: It won't work.