"Trials and Tribble-ations" Line-by-Line

[Leandar]

^^Finishing:

Bashir: ...Well, there's no sign of Darvin in this section. I'm going to widen the scan radius. If I can figure out how.

O'Brien: Keep the scan field below twenty milliwatts. Otherwise you'll set off the internal sensors.

 

[Ziz]

Bashir: Thank you, Chief. I was listening during the mission briefing.

 

[Leandar]

Engineer: What are you two doing here? Scotty told me to do this.

 

[CoveTom]

O'BRIEN: Oh, you were... going to do this.

 

[Brian]

ENGINEER: It's on the duty roster.

 

[LeadHead]

Bashir: Must have been some mix-up.

 

[Leandar]

Engineer: Isn't that a medical tricorder?

 

[LeadHead]

Bashir: Yes, I'm a Doctor.

 

[Leandar]

Engineer: Why do we need a doctor to repair a power conduit?

 

[LeadHead]

Bashir: You don't, obviously. No, I'm doing a study. It has to do with work-related stress.

 

[Leandar]

Engineer: Oh.

 

[LeadHead]

Bashir: Why don't you two go on? Pretend I'm not here.

 

[Leandar]

Engineer: So, where should we start?

 

[LeadHead]

O'Brien: Well, obviously the first thing we should do is to take this transtator here...

Lights go down

...and leave it exactly where it is.

 

[Leandar]

Bashir: The uh... job pressure's been getting to him. Why don't you take over? All right, Ensign, I think I've seen enough. Let's get you back to Sickbay.

 

[LeadHead]

O'Brien: Oh, I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't mention this to anyone.

 

[Leandar]

Engineer: No problem, hope you feel better.

 

[LeadHead]

Worf enters bar on K-7 and walks up to Odos table

Worf: I have completed my search of the primary habitat levels and- what is that sound?

 

[Leandar]

Odo: Soothing isn't it? The bartender called it a... (Odo shows him his new pet, which promptly starts screeching)

 

[LeadHead]

Worf: A tribble.

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