Court Martial Line-by-Line

[Athena28]

KIRK: Make it fast, Ben. I may have to go to Red Alert.

 

[Orac]

Finney: Affirmative.

 

[Athena28]

KIRK: Hold our course, Mr. Hanson.

 

[mattman8907]

HANSON: Aye, aye, sir. Natural vibrations, force two, Captain. Force three.

 

[Poltargyst]

KIRK: Engineering, then ion pod.

 

[CaptVader]

UHURA: Aye, aye, sir.

 

[Hopeful Romantic]

CREWMAN [OC]: Engineering.

 

[CaptVader]

KIRK: One third more thrust.

 

[Rowdy Roddy McDowall]

KIRK: One third more thrust.

(Horny till the end.)

 

[Athena28]

CREWMAN: Working.

 

[Orac]

Finney [OC]: Ion pod.

 

[Poltargyst]

KIRK: Stand by to get out of there, Ben.

 

[Hopeful Romantic]

FINNEY [OC]: Aye, aye, sir.

 

[Athena28]

HANSON: Force 5, sir.

 

[Soaraway]

KIRK: Steady as she goes, Mister Hanson.
(And the close up on the Captain's panel shows...)

 

[Hopeful Romantic]

[Courtroom]

SHAW: Freeze that! If the court will notice, the log plainly shows the defendant's finger pressing the jettison button. The condition signal reads Yellow Alert. Not Red Alert, but simply Yellow Alert. When the pod containing Lt. Commander Finney was jettisoned, the emergency did not as yet exist.

 

[Rowdy Roddy McDowall]

(Oh, s--t.)

 

[Vger23]

KIRK: But...that's not the way it happened......

DUN-DUUUNNNNN

 

[Poltargyst]

Captain's Log, Stardate 2949.9. The evidence presented by the visual playback to my general court-martial was damning. I suspect even my attorney has begun to doubt me.

 

[Orac]

[Kirk's room]

Cogley: Computers don't lie.