Discussion in 'Star Trek - Original Series' started by LeadHead, Feb 9, 2012.
Kirk: You'll go home, Christopher but you'll do it our way.
KIRK: You'll go home, Christopher but you'll do it our way.
(Spock appears in the doorway behind Christopher.)
CHRISTOPHER: Over my dead body.
(So he gets neck-pinched into unconsciousness)
SPOCK: I suspected he might not wish to return with us.
KIRK: Four to beam up, Mister Sulu.
SULU: Yes, sir.
Captain's Log, Stardate 3114.1. We must make an attempt to break free of this time, or we and our reluctant passengers will remain its prisoners. All we have is a theory and a few facts.
SPOCK: Mister Scott and I both agree that the only possible solution is the slingshot effect, like the one that put us here. My computations indicate that if we fly toward the sun, seek out its magnetic attraction, then pull away at full power, the whiplash will propel us into another time warp.
CHRISTOPHER: Slingshot effects are fine for you people. How do you propose to return the Sergeant and me?
SPOCK: Logically, as we move faster and faster toward the sun, we'll begin to move backward in time. We'll actually go back beyond yesterday, beyond the point when we first appeared in the sky. Then, breaking free will shoot us forward in time, and we'll transport you back before any of this happened.
KIRK: You won't have anything to remember, because it never would have happened.
CHRISTOPHER: What if you can't pull free of the sun?
SCOTT: Oh, we'll do that all right, Captain. We'll not be getting so close that my engines couldn't pull us out. What I am worried about, sir, that we may not have much control when we're thrown forward again.
I'm off to lunch.
Okay, I'll most likely be here later.
KIRK: Helm control?
SCOTT: Braking control, sir. If I can't stop us soon enough, we may overshoot our time, and if I stop the engines suddenly the strain may tear us apart. Anyway we do it, it's a mighty rough ride.
KIRK: Well, gentlemen, we all have to take a chance. Especially if one is all you have. Assume your stations.
(Enterprise leaves orbit, and we watch the pretty blue and white globe receding on the viewscreen.)
KIRK: Ahead warp factor three, Mister Sulu.
SULU: Warp factor three, sir.
CHRISTOPHER: I never thought I'd make it into space. I was in line to be chosen for the space program but I didn't qualify.
KIRK: Take a good look around, Captain. You made it here ahead of all of them.
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