"Requiem for Methuselah" Line-by-Line

[LeadHead]

Kirk: By what? Are you happy here with Flint?

 

[Leandar]

Rayna: He is the greatest, kindest, wisest man in the galaxy.

 

[JanewayRulz!]

KIRK: Then why are you afraid?

(he embraces her)

KIRK: Don't be afraid.

(Kirk kisses Rayna. M4 enters and Rayna is scared. Kirk pushes her away)

 

[LeadHead]

Rayna: Stop Command. Stop!

M4 ignores the command and purses them as it moves in for the kill on Kirk, Spock vaporizes it with his phaser.

 

[JanewayRulz!]

KIRK: Thank you, Mister Spock.

 

[Brian]

SPOCK: Fortunately, the robot did not detect my presence and deactivate my phaser.

 

[JanewayRulz!]

[Living room]

FLINT: M4 was programmed to defend this household and its members. No doubt I should have altered its instructions to allow for unauthorized but predictable actions on your part. It thought you were attacking Rayna. A misinterpretation.

 

[Leandar]

Kirk: If it were around right now, it would correct...

 

[LeadHead]

A New M4 enters

Flint: Too useful a device to be without, really. I created another. It will now go to the laboratory and join Doctor McCoy.

 

[Leandar]

Spock: Fascinating.

 

[LeadHead]

Flint: Be thankfull that you did not attack me, Captain. I might have accepted battle, and I have twice your physical strength.

 

[Enterprise1981]

KIRK: In your own words, it would be an interesting test of power.

 

[JanewayRulz!]

FLINT: How childish he is, Rayna. Would you call him brave or a fool?

 

[Enterprise1981]

RAYNA: I'm glad he did not die.

 

[Brian]

FLINT: Of course! Death, when unnecessary, is a tragic thing. Doctor McCoy's in the laboratory with the new ryetalyn. He's satisfied as to its quality. May I suggest that you wait here patiently, safely. You have seen that my defense systems operate automatically and not always in accordance with my wishes. Come, Rayna. Rayna! Come.

 

[Enterprise1981]

(Rayna reluctantly tears herself away from Kirk, and they both leave)

KIRK: I don't like the way he orders her around.

 

[Leandar]

Spock: Since we are dependent on Mister Flint for the ryetalyn, Captain, may I respectfully suggest that you pay less attention to the young lady if you should encounter her again. Our host's interests do not appear to be confined to art and science.

 

[JanewayRulz!]

KIRK: He loves her?

 

[Leandar]

Spock: Strongly indicated.

 

[JanewayRulz!]

KIRK: Jealousy. Yes, that would explain the attack, but he seemed to want us together. The billiard game. He suggested we dance.