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21/03/2024
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Mark Burkhart
Mark Burkhart
Your Mom's in Vegas
take a swing at that
Plus le nombre est bas, plus il faut se baisser pour le ramasser.
nice
Yes like golf!
Transcript 2:
Well there’s no point in them looking for me when I’m here. Beam them back aboard Scratchy.
I beg your pardon Mr. Spork, but I only take orders from Captain Turk.
I’m the number two ranking officer on this ship; when Turk is away, I’m in charge!
Well I’m the number three officer; three is higher than two.
You fool, the lower the number, the higher the rank.
Oh, it’s sort of like golf.
Yes Scratchy, it’s...sort of like golf.
Transcript 1:
Engineer’s log: star date, track number nine, would you like a shine - the captain is accompanying the away team on the planet’s surface and has left me in charge. I pretty much run the place now…
Who’s turning a vacuum cleaner on and off? This ship doesn’t even have carpets!
Mr. Spork! You’re not dead!
Mr. Scratchy, you’re not dead. There, how’s it feel when the shoe’s on the other foot?
Where is everyone?
They’re down on the planet looking for you.
You mean against all odds they went looking for me, trusting I had survived?
Actually your mother paid them to do it.
My mother? Is she here? Where is she?
She had to leave real sudden: something about a hairspray emergency.