Let That Be Your Last Battlefield Line-by-Line

[Hopeful Romantic]

SULU: Automatic, sir.

 

[Spock .]

CHEKOV: We're on collision course.

 

[BlueStuff]

SULU: It's out of control - or a suicide mission.

 

[May 20]

KIRK: Sound warning for collision. Red Alert.

 

[Poltargyst]

SULU: Brace yourself for collision. Brace yourself.
(Nothing happens.)

 

[Spock .]

KIRK: Read out, Mister Spock.

 

[Orac]

Spock: It just disintegrated. Fascinating.

 

[Poltargyst]

KIRK: What is it now?

 

[Hopeful Romantic]

SPOCK: It is gone now, Captain, but it seems to have deposited an alien presence.

 

[mattman8907]

KIRK: Where?

 

[Orac]

Bele: Right here, Captain.

 

[Spock .]

KIRK: Explain, Spock. One of a kind?

 

[Athena28]

BELE: I am Bele.

 

[May 20]

KIRK: Of the planet Cheron, no doubt.

 

[Spock .]

BELE: Forgive my unorthodox arrival.

 

[May 20]

KIRK: Your mode of travel was also unorthodox. Secure from Red Alert. What happened to your vehicle?

 

[Orac]

Bele: It served me long and durably. Unfortunately, the strain of arduous pursuit has exceeded even its advanced qualities. I was just able to complete this trip and disembark in time, or I would have disintegrated in space with it.

 

[Spock .]

SPOCK: A most unique craft. Pity it couldn't be salvaged for our study.

 

[Orac]

Bele: Yes. It was sheathed in special materials that rendered it invisible.

 

[Hopeful Romantic]

KIRK: What brings you to us?