Gambit Line-By-Line

[Athena28]

RIKER: And how much might anything be?

 

[Kertrats47]

YRANAC: As much as five bars of gold-pressed latinum.

 

[May 20]

BARTENDER: I think you've had a little too much to drink. You'd better leave. On your way, Yranac.
(the bartender gets a phaser jabbed into his cheekbone)

 

[mattman8907]

CRUSHER: I'm sorry, but I think he wants to stay. Sit down.

 

[Orac]

Number 1: This is my sister. She's angry. She's got a vicious temper. I wouldn't cross her.

 

[sekundant]

BARTENDER: You say one word and you're a dead man.

 

[mattman8907]

YRANAC: Perhaps there's an element of risk here that I did not fully appreciate.

 

[May 20]

WORF: And how much more latinum will it take to offset this risk?

 

[mattman8907]

YRANAC: This isn't about latinum. As a man with a sister, a sister with a temper, I can sympathise with you, but, how did you come here? Do you have a ship in orbit?

 

[Kertrats47]

RIKER: Yes.

 

[mattman8907]

YRANAC: Then take me with you. You can drop me anywhere.

 

[Hopeful Romantic]

RIKER: Agreed. Now talk.

 

[Athena28]

YRANAC: The man you're looking for was here several weeks ago. There was a group of aliens sitting at this table. He was asking them questions.

 

[Kertrats47]

WORF: Who were these aliens?

 

[May 20]

YRANAC: I don't know, but they looked dangerous. They attacked him. He managed to incapacitate three of them before he was knocked down. He was thrown against that wall and fell there.
(Crusher scans it with her tricorder)

 

[Kertrats47]

CRUSHER: I'm picking up some Starfleet fiber traces and human cellular debris.

 

[mattman8907]

RIKER: Can you establish a DNA reading?

 

[Hopeful Romantic]

CRUSHER: There's something strange here. The cell structures are badly distorted. It's as if they've been exposed to some kind of high-energy field.

 

[sekundant]

YRANAC: Who are you people?

 

[mattman8907]

RIKER: You didn't say anything about a weapon.