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[CoveTom]

MCCOY: Heart beat now approaching forty per minute. The respiration pattern is firming up.

 

[JanewayRulz!]

MARLA: From the northern India area, I'd guess. Probably a Sikh. They were the most fantastic warriors.

 

[CoveTom]

MCCOY: Heart beat now fifty-two and increasing.

 

[Ziz]

Kirk: The others?

 

[Enterprise1981]

SCOTT: There's no change, and they're mixed types. Western, mid-European, Latin, Oriental.

 

[Leandar]

McGivers: A man from the twentieth century coming alive...

 

[Enterprise1981]

MCCOY: Maybe. Heart beat dropping.

 

[CoveTom]

KIRK: Circuit shorting.

 

[JanewayRulz!]

SCOTT: Probably some dust

 

[LeadHead]

McCoy: Heartbeat now 30, dropping fast. It's a heart flutter. He's dying!

 

[Enterprise1981]

MARLA: Do something, Captain.

 

[JanewayRulz!]

KIRK: Can we?

 

[ClawsThatCatch]

SCOTTIE: It'd take an hour to figure it out.

 

[LeadHead]

Kirk: What happens if we get him out of there?

 

[ClawsThatCatch]

BONES: He'll die in seconds if we don't.


(Kirk uses something metal in his hand to break the glass and open the compartment. The man is slid out on a trolley, gasping and awake. He tries to speak.)

 

[LeadHead]

Khan: (weakly) How long?

 

[ClawsThatCatch]

KIRK: How long... have you been sleeping? Two centuries we estimate. *pulls out communicator* Landing party to Enterprise. Come in.

 

[Enterprise1981]

UHURA: Go ahead, boarding party. We read you.

 

[LeadHead]

Kirk: Lock in on McCoy's beam. He's transporting back with a casualty we discovered here.

 

[Enterprise1981]

MARLA: Magnificent.