Discussion in 'Star Trek - Original Series' started by CoveTom, Jul 17, 2011.
Bailey: Distance from us, fifteen hundred ninety-three meters, position constant.
SULU: Each of its edges measures one hundred seven meters. Mass, a little under eleven thousand metric tons.
SCOTTY: Mode of power? Beats me what makes it go.
Kirk: I'll buy speculation.
SCOTTY: I'd sell it if I had any. That's a solid cube. How something like that can sense us coming, block us, move when we move, it beats me. That's my report.
KIRK: Life sciences.
MCCOY: Same report.
BAILEY: Sir, we going to just let it hold us here? We've got phaser weapons. I vote we blast it.
KIRK: I'll keep that in mind, Mr. Bailey... when this becomes a democracy.
Captain's Log, star date 1513.8. Star maps reveal no indication of habitable planets nearby. Origin and purpose of the cube still unknown. We've been here, held motionless, for eighteen hours.
KIRK: Anything further, gentlemen?
SPOCK: I believe it adds up to either one of two possibilities. First, a space buoy of some kind.
KIRK: And you don't recommend sticking around.
SPOCK: Negative. It would make us appear too weak.
KIRK: It's time for action, gentlemen. Mister Bailey...
BAILEY: Bridge to Phaser Gun Crew....
KIRK: Countermand. I'll select what kind of action.
Bailey: I'm sorry sir, I thought you meant...
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