FLINT:You know what I want to hear.
SPOCK:No, I don't.
FLINT: You played it for her, you can play it for me!
SPOCK:Well, I don't think I can remember...
FLINT:If she can stand it, I can! Play it!
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It's stardate 5843.7 on a Saturday,
The Rigelian crowd shuttle pods in,
There's an old dying man sitting next to me,
Makin' love to his ryetalyn and gin.


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FLINT: " Can I do this? Or do I look like some sort of gay superhero?"
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Spock, singing: Ring. Ring Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. Bananaphone!
Flint: What the fuck is a "Bananaphone"?

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