"Time's Arrow" Line-by-Line

[Trekker4747]

JACK LONDON: Well....

(No need to call him "Bellboy" we all know who it is! )

 

[BlueStuff]

DATA: I am a Frenchman.

 

[Trekker4747]

LONDON: Oh. Well, everybody's from somewhere. That doesn't matter at this hotel. It's six bits a day or four dollars a week.

 

[BlueStuff]

DATA: I have no money.

 

[Trekker4747]

LONDON: Well, now, that matters.

 

[BlueStuff]

DATA: But I am capable of performing significant tasks both mental and physical. Perhaps your hotel would offer me a job.

 

[Orac]

London: Geez, I don't know. We're pretty happy with the maid we've got. Cook's decent. Dishwasher's drunk all day, but at least he gets here on time. And there's me. I do everything else. Sorry. (a man comes out) Lady Luck not with ya, tonight, Mister Lane? Poor fella. Hasn't filled a straight in five weeks.

 

[BlueStuff]

DATA: Poker?

 

[Trekker4747]

[Inside a dimly lit, smoke-filled, back room of the hotel a group of men are playing poker and just finishing up a hand as Data enters.]

GAMBLER #1: Fold

 

[Orac]

Man: Me too.

 

[LeadHead]

There's a staring contest between the two remaining players.

Seaman: Go to blazes.

 

[Trekker4747]

GAMBLE: [chuckles] A poker-face carved in marble.

 

[LeadHead]

Data: Excuse me, gentlemen.

 

[Enterprise1981]

SEAMAN: What in hell do you want?

 

[BlueStuff]

DATA: I would like to join the game.

 

[Enterprise1981]

NATIVE: Pale face.

 

[Orac]

Seaman: I don't like Easterners, personally.

 

[Leandar]

Data: I am a Frenchman.

 

[Trekker4747]

GAMBLER: Ah. Mes parents sont originaires de Bourgonais. Je suis ne a la New Orleans.

 

[Orac]

Data: Alors, nous sommes presque frères. Je suis heureux de vous connaitre.