"The Menagerie" Line-by-Line

[LeadHead]

Keeper: With the female now properly conditioned.

 

[Leandar]

Pike: You mean properly punished! I'm the one who's not cooperating, why don't you punish me?!

 

[LeadHead]

Keeper: First, an emotion of protectiveness. Now one of sympathy. Excellent.

 

[Orac]

(A new illusion is projected into Pike's mind)

Vina: Want some coffee dear? I left the thermos hooked to my saddle.

 

[Leandar]

(Pike walks over and recognizes a horse as it whinnies at him)

Pike: Tango! You old devil, you. Uh, I'm sorry I don't have any sugar... well, they think of everything, don't they? (feeds lumps to the horse)

 

[LeadHead]

Vina: Is it good to be home?

 

[Leandar]

Pike: They read our minds very well. Home, anything else I want if I co-operate, is that it?

 

[Brian]

VINA: My, it turned out to be a lovely day, didn't it? You're home. You can even stay if you want.

 

[Leandar]

Pike: But we're not here, neither of us! We're in that menagerie, a cage!

 

[Brian]

VINA: No.

 

[Leandar]

Pike: I can't help either one of us if you won't give me a chance. Now, you told me once they used illusions as a narcotic. They couldn't repair the machines left by their ancestors. Is that why they want us, to build a colony of slaves?!

 

[ClayinCA]

VINA: Stop!! ... Don't you care what they'll do to us?

 

[Leandar]

Pike: Back in my cage, it seemed for a couple of minutes that our keeper couldn't read my thoughts. Do emotions like hate, keeping hate in your mind, does that block off our mind from them?

 

[scotpens]

VINA: Yes, they can't read through primitive emotions. But you can't keep it up for long enough. I've tried. They keep at you and at you, year after year, tricking and punishing . . . and they won. They own me. I know you must hate me for that.

 

[Leandar]

Pike: Oh, no. I don't hate you. I can guess what it was like.

 

[Brian]

VINA: But that's not enough. Don't you see? They read my thoughts, my feelings, my dreams of what would be a perfect man. That's why they picked you. I can't help but love you and they expect you to feel the same way.

 

[JanewayRulz!]

PIKE: If they can read my mind, then they know I'm attracted to you. I was from the very first moment I saw you in the survivor's camp. You were like a wild little animal.

 

[scotpens]

VINA: I'm beginning to see why none of this has worked for you. You've been home. And fighting, as on Rigel -- that's not new to you either. A person's strongest dreams are about what he can't do. Yes . . . a ship's captain, always having to be so formal, so decent and honest and proper. You must wonder what it would be like to forget all that . . .

 

[Leandar]

(The illusion changes to some kind of party with an Orion woman dancing sensuously)

Trader: Nice place you have here, Mister Pike.

 

[LeadHead]

Pike: Vina?