TMP Line-by-Line
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There have been a half dozen errors in this already, if you want to get picky.
Here's the DE dialog up to this point:
- Stuff cut out from the original release in [brackets]
- Subtitles altered for the DE is in {curly brackets}
KLINGON: Tactical...
KLINGON: Visual...
KLINGON: Tactical, stand by on torpedoes.
KLINGON: Ready....
KLINGON: Fire!
KLINGON: Evasive!
E9 VOICE 1: This is com station Epsilon Nine calling USS Columbia. Come in, Columbia. Respond, please.
COLUMBIA VOICE: This is scout Columbia. Epsilon Nine. Could you boost your transmission?<can't make out>
E9 VOICE 1: This is Epsilon Nine, Columbia. Am boosting output. How read you this?
COLUMBIA VOICE: Fine, fine. Thank you, Epsilon Nine. Receiving your transmission.
E9 VOICE 1: Scout Columbia. NCC-621 to rendezvous with scout Revere, NCC-595 on stardate 7411.4. Further orders will be relayed at that time. Signed Commodore Probert, Starfleet. End of Transmission.
COLUMBIA VOICE: Received and understood, Epsilon 9. Thank you. U.S.S. Columbia <can't make out>
[KLINGON CAPTAIN (translated): Intruder unidentified. Believe luminescent cloud to be enormous powerfield surrounding alien vessel. Our sensor scans unable to penetrate. Imperial Klingon Cruiser Amar, continuing to attack.]
E9 TECH 1: Our sensor drone is intercepting this on Quad L-14.
BRANCH: That's within Klingon boundaries. Who are they fighting?
E9 TECH 1: Unknown Sir.
E9 TECH 2: I have an exterior visual.
KLINGON: <Untranslated> Ishhhh!
KLINGON: Fire!
E9 TECH 1: We've plotted a course on that cloud, Commander. It will pass into Federation space fairly close to us.
BRANCH: Heading?
E9 TECH 1: Sir, it's on a precise heading for Earth.
{MASTER 1: Our ancestors cast our their animal passions on these very sands, saving our race through the attainment of Kolinahr.}
{MASTER 2: Kolinahr: through which all emotion is renounced and shed.}
KLINGON: Visual...
KLINGON: Tactical, stand by on torpedoes.
KLINGON: Ready....
KLINGON: Fire!
KLINGON: Evasive!
E9 VOICE 1: This is com station Epsilon Nine calling USS Columbia. Come in, Columbia. Respond, please.
COLUMBIA VOICE: This is scout Columbia. Epsilon Nine. Could you boost your transmission?<can't make out>
E9 VOICE 1: This is Epsilon Nine, Columbia. Am boosting output. How read you this?
COLUMBIA VOICE: Fine, fine. Thank you, Epsilon Nine. Receiving your transmission.
E9 VOICE 1: Scout Columbia. NCC-621 to rendezvous with scout Revere, NCC-595 on stardate 7411.4. Further orders will be relayed at that time. Signed Commodore Probert, Starfleet. End of Transmission.
COLUMBIA VOICE: Received and understood, Epsilon 9. Thank you. U.S.S. Columbia <can't make out>
[KLINGON CAPTAIN (translated): Intruder unidentified. Believe luminescent cloud to be enormous powerfield surrounding alien vessel. Our sensor scans unable to penetrate. Imperial Klingon Cruiser Amar, continuing to attack.]
E9 TECH 1: Our sensor drone is intercepting this on Quad L-14.
BRANCH: That's within Klingon boundaries. Who are they fighting?
E9 TECH 1: Unknown Sir.
E9 TECH 2: I have an exterior visual.
KLINGON: <Untranslated> Ishhhh!
KLINGON: Fire!
E9 TECH 1: We've plotted a course on that cloud, Commander. It will pass into Federation space fairly close to us.
BRANCH: Heading?
E9 TECH 1: Sir, it's on a precise heading for Earth.
{MASTER 1: Our ancestors cast our their animal passions on these very sands, saving our race through the attainment of Kolinahr.}
{MASTER 2: Kolinahr: through which all emotion is renounced and shed.}
VULCAN MASTER: You have labored for many seasons, Spock and have proven yourself worthy to receive from us the symbol of total logic.
then...
then...
KIRK: But why aren't you aboard?
SONAK: Captain Decker requested I complete final science briefing HERE before we began our mission...
Sonak: which will require 20 more hours at minimum Admiral.
Saratoga NX-3842
Supreme Overlord of the Universe
SONAK
Which will require twenty more
hours at minimum, Admiral...
Which will require twenty more
hours at minimum, Admiral...
KIRK: Twelve. I'm on my way to a meeting with Admiral Nogura which will not last more than three minutes.
Sonak: Report to you, sir?
KIRK: It is my intention...to be on that ship...following that meeting. Report to me in one hour!
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