"Wolf in the Fold" Line-By-Line
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SCOTT: Captain, you mean my neck is going to have to depend on some spooky mumbo jumbo?
[Bridge]
SPOCK: Concerning the situation you related to us. In my opinion, the Argelian empathic contact is an interesting phenomenon, but the technique is not sound enough to risk a man's life.
SPOCK: Concerning the situation you related to us. In my opinion, the Argelian empathic contact is an interesting phenomenon, but the technique is not sound enough to risk a man's life.
[Bridge]
SPOCK: Simply that we beam Mister Scott on board the Enterprise and employ our computers to learn the truth.
SPOCK: Simply that we beam Mister Scott on board the Enterprise and employ our computers to learn the truth.
[Bridge]
SPOCK: Quite clear, Captain.
SPOCK: Quite clear, Captain.
(Everyone is holding hands around the brazier.)
Sybo: Let us begin. Let the circle not be broken. Concentrate upon the flame which burns upon the altar of truth.
Yes, there is something here. Something terrible. I feel its presence. Fear, anger, hatred. Anger feeds the flame. Oh! Oh! There is evil here. Monstrous, terrible evil. Consuming hunger. Hatred of all that lives. Hatred of women. A hunger that never dies. It is strong, overpowering. An ancient terror. It has a name. Beratis, Kesla, Redjac! Devouring all life, all light. A hunger that will never die! Redjac! Redjac!
(The lights go out, and she screams. When the lights come on again, the flame has gone out. Scott is standing holding Sybo in his arms, then he lets her go and she falls forward across McCoy's lap. There is a knife in her back.)
Sybo: Let us begin. Let the circle not be broken. Concentrate upon the flame which burns upon the altar of truth.
Yes, there is something here. Something terrible. I feel its presence. Fear, anger, hatred. Anger feeds the flame. Oh! Oh! There is evil here. Monstrous, terrible evil. Consuming hunger. Hatred of all that lives. Hatred of women. A hunger that never dies. It is strong, overpowering. An ancient terror. It has a name. Beratis, Kesla, Redjac! Devouring all life, all light. A hunger that will never die! Redjac! Redjac!
(The lights go out, and she screams. When the lights come on again, the flame has gone out. Scott is standing holding Sybo in his arms, then he lets her go and she falls forward across McCoy's lap. There is a knife in her back.)
KIRK: Three murders, and Scotty the only possible answer each time.
KIRK: Normally, no, but that blow on his head could.
KIRK Scotty, I'm sorry. You don't even remember whether you did it or not.
KIRK: But not responsible.
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