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V'ger is that which programmed me. |
Is V'ger the Captain of the alien vessel? |
Where is Lt. Ilia? |
That unit no longer functions. I have been given its form to more readily communicate with the carbonbased units infesting Enterprise. |
Why does V'ger travel to the third planet of the solar system directly ahead? |
V'ger travels to the third planet to find the Creator. |
Find the Creator? <U>What</U> Creator? <U>Whose</U>...!? What does V'ger want of the 'Creator'... ? |
To join with him. |
The Creator is that which created V'ger. |
Who is V'ger? |
V'ger is that which seeks the Creator. |
The examination is a normal function. |
You may proceede. |
<U>Why</U>...?! |
The carbonunits infection will now be removed from the Creator's planet. |
<U>Why</U>?! |
The Creator has not answered. |
The carbonunits are not responsible for that. |
You infest and control Enterprise. V'ger believes carbonunits interfere with the Creator in the same manner. |
Disclose the information. |
Not until V'ger withdraws the devices orbiting the third planet. |
KIRK UNIT! DISCLOSE THE INFORMATION! |
Kirkunit, <U>why</U> do you not disclose information? |
Because V'ger is going to destroy all the carbon units on the third planet. |
They have repressed the Creator. |
The information will not be disclosed. |
Then V'ger must withdraw its orbiting devices. |
V'ger will comply if the carbon units disclose the information. |
Our data is being prepared. |
<U>Answer</U>! |
We will answer and present <U>proof</U> of our answer when it is ready! |
You. Tell me the moral difference, if any, between the citizen and the civilian ? |
The difference lies in the field of civic virtue. A citizen accepts personal responsibility for the safety of the body politic, of which he is a member, defending it, if need be, with his life. The civilian does not. |
The exact words of the text. But do you understand it ? Do you believe it ? |
Uh, I don't know. |
Of course you don't. I doubt if any of you here would recognize 'civic virtue' if it bit you in the ass. |
Mister Rasczak ? |
What is it, Rico ? |
I just wanted to say thanks 'cause History and Moral Philosophy was the best class I had this year. |
Well, it's not really my job to please. Hope you learned something. |
I wanna join up, Mr. Rasczak. I think I have what it take to be a citizen. |
Good for you. Go find out. |
Well, my parents are against it, and I know it's my choice, but I was wondering... What would you do if you were me ? |
Figuring things out for yourself is the only freedom anyone really has. Use that freedom. Make your own choice, Rico. |
Where'd you learn to do that, soldier ? |
Uni High Tigers, sir. Don't you remember ? I was captain of the team. |
I'm not interested in nostalgia, Rico, I need a corporal. You're it until you're dead or I find someone better. |
All dead except one, sir. |
Kill the bitch. |
Yes, sir. |
Yopu asked me some advice once, Rico. Want some now ? |
Yes, sir... |
Never pass up a good thing, eh ? |
Corporal, the Roughnecks are moving out for Planet P immediately. Get yourself squared away and report to Gillespie for logistics. |
Yes, sir ! |
Who's that with you ? |
Rico, you're acting Sergeant now. My last Sergeant lost the com pack. Put together a search team and find the radio shack. We need retrieval. |
Yes, sir. |
What's that look like to you, Rico ? |
Looks like a bug was in his brain, sir. |
Warm it all up ! Everything you got ! Levy, collect the big guns from the towers. Watkins, put General Owen with the wounded. Rico, where's my communications ? |
What's going on, Diz ? |
Sergeant, secure the boat ! |
Yes, sir ! |
AAAAAAAAAAAA ! |
Cover us, Ace ! |
Hit your jets, sir ! |
I can't My legs are gone... Get on the boat... |
Rico, tell'em to glass this goddam planet. I've never seen so many bugs upstairs at the same time... |
We're not leaving you here, sir ! |
This is my farm. Get on the boat, NOW ! That's an order, Sergeant. |
Give'em hell, sir ! |
This is Rodger Young... What's going on down there ? We're taking plasma ! We have Orion P11 as clear ! |
SHUT UP, SIR ! We need pick up now ! |
What is your position ? |
Landing zone is extremely hostile. Come down on this transmission ! |
Inside 4th brigade compound ? That's crazy ! |
Then I hope you have a crazy pilot ! Keep the line open, Dizzy ! |
Don't get any ideas. She's my girl. |
You can never be sure. |
Best in the Fleet ! |
I get it. This is the part that's best for both of us. Don't do me anymore favors, eh ? |
You got something to say about the Mobile Infantery ? |
You heard me. Wanna make something out of it, private ? |
Not with an officer, no, sir. The M.I. doesn't mint stupid cap troopers. |
On whose authority, Corporal ? |
This would be mine, sir. Acting Sergeant John Rico. I've assumed command on this mission. |
You're standing on my H.Q., Lieutenant ! |
This is a Fleetdriven operation, son, and the Fleet thinks my boat will be safer on the high ground. You can have everything else, eh ? |
You heard the Sky Marshall... Move it all down |
Rodger Young, prepare to receice outgoing fire...! I'll take the first group. |
Saddle up, boys, that's our trash ! |
What's your problem now, Lieutenant ? |
The Rodger Young just burned up... |
We're outa here. Lieutenant, get your men into the skimmers. This real estate's about to go buggy. |
Hey, just calm down, I'm giving the orders here |
What do you think you're doing ? |
I'm gonna save Carmen. |
That would mean a comlete disregard for the mission objective. They hang you for that, Rico. |
Yeah, that's right. |
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