The Immunity Syndrome Line-by-Line

[May 20]

[Bridge]

KIRK: Maintain thrust, Scotty. While we're maintaining our distance, Mister Spock, have you ascertained yet what we're maintaining our distance from?

 

[Orac]

Spock: I cannot say what it is, Captain, but I would say it has found us.

 

[Hopeful Romantic]

(The viewscreen is no longer black. It contains a multicoloured rippling image of the monster ginormous amoeba.)

KIRK: Prepare to launch a probe, Mister Chekov.


[I love the buildup to this big reveal! I can hear the music in my head! This is such a cool episode.]

 

[sekundant]

CHEKOV: Aye, sir. Probe ready for launch, sir.

 

[May 20]

SPOCK: Getting very confused readings, Captain, but this is definitely the source of the energy drain.

 

[LeadHead]

Kirk: Launch probe.

 

[Orac]

Chekov: Probe launched, sir.

 

[mattman8907]

(A high pitched sound comes over the speakers.)
KIRK: What was that?

 

[sekundant]

UHURA: The telemetry probe, sir. There's no signal from it.

 

[mattman8907]

KIRK: Speculation, Spock.

 

[May 20]

Chekov: Probe launched, sir.

(A high pitched sound comes over the speakers.)
KIRK: What was that?

Okay, I acknowledge that I'm not a TOS expert, but I'm lost. What did I miss?

 

[JanewayRulz!]

Okay, I acknowledge that I'm not a TOS expert, but I'm lost. What did I miss?

Who knows?

Lets try again.

KIRK: Maintain thrust, Scotty. While we're maintaining our distance, Mister Spock, have you ascertained yet what we're maintaining our distance from?
SPOCK: I cannot say what it is, Captain, but I would say it has found us.
(The viewscreen is no longer black. It contains a multicolored image rather like an abalone.)
KIRK: Prepare to launch a probe, Mister Chekov.
CHEKOV: Aye, sir. Probe ready for launch, sir.
SPOCK: Getting very confused readings, Captain, but this is definitely the source of the energy drain.
KIRK: Launch probe.
CHEKOV: Probe launched, sir.

SPOCK: Probe will impact in seven point three seconds.

 

[May 20]

Thank you!

KYLE: Six, five, four, three, two, one.
(The ship shudders.)

 

[JanewayRulz!]

KIRK: Are we still in contact with the probe?

 

[May 20]

CHEKOV: Yes, sir. Data being relayed to Mister Spock.

 

[JanewayRulz!]

SPOCK: Readings coming in now, Captain. Length, approximately eleven thousand miles. Width varying from two thousand to three thousand miles. Outer layer studded with space debris and waste. Interior consists of protoplasm, varying from a firmer gelatinous layer to a semi-fluid central mass. Condition, living.

 

[mattman8907]

A/N: I goofed. sorry folks.

KIRK: Magnification four.

 

[Orac]

Chekov: Magnification 4, sir.

 

[mattman8907]

SPOCK: That is what is drawing us toward it, Captain. The same way it drew the Intrepid to her death.

 

[May 20]

No worries, @mattman8907 !

[Laboratory]

(There is an image of a single-celled organism on a screen.)
MCCOY: That is an amoeba.