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"Arena" Line-by-Line

[Bridge]

Sulu: Yes, sir. Photon torpedoes negative, Captain. I'm warping out of orbit.
 
Kirk ducks into a building. Meanwhile, McCoy is attending to the survivor

Spock: How is he, Doctor?
 
McCoy: He'll be dead in 1/2 an hour if we don't get him some decent medical care.
 
^ Finishing Spocks lines..

(He joins Kirk in the bomb crater, where a grenade launcher is being set up)

Spock: Locked on to the enemy, Captain. They're moving toward the high ground. (fizzing sound and smoke) They've locked on to my tricorder.

(He throws it away and it goes bang)

Spock: Very ingenious. They fed back my own impulses and built up an overload.

Kirk: We'll see how ingenious they are. Here, give me a hand with this grenade launcher. Lang!
 
Kirk: An evaluation, Mister Kelowitz. Where do you think they are?
 
KELOWITZ: If I were them, I'd go to the high ground on the right. I make it twelve hundred yards, azimuth eighty seven. It's pretty close for one of these little jewels, Captain.
 
Kirk: It'll be a lot closer to them. Stand clear.

(He drops a blue ball into the launcher, it zooms off and there is a blinding flash and bang. Silence reigns until Kirk's communicator beeps.)

Kirk: Kirk here.
 
SULU (over comm): Captain, the alien's withdrawing. She's at extreme range, but our sensors indicate she just activated her transporters.
 
Kirk: Lock on to the alien, Mister Sulu. I don't want to lose her.
 
Sulu: Aye, aye, sir. (hits button) Our screens are down. We can beam you up now, sir.
 
[Ruins]

Kirk: I want a search party of thirty medical personnel beamed down immediately to search for survivors. Notify the transporter room. Lock onto us. We're beaming up.
 
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