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INT. STARSHIP ENGINEERING DECK - LIGHTED (COMIC-BOOK)
("TO BOLDLY GO" IN EXAGGERATION for the [OUTER STORY])
Undergraduate cadet officers HATCH, PAUL, talk: The LIEUTENANT busy-works,
nearing:
PAUL
So, why is it, Hatch?
HATCH
(clips)
If I've told you once, I've told you a thousand times: Don't, call
me, Hatch.
PAUL
Okay, then ... Girl-Catcher?
HATCH
That was a non-event.
PAUL
Then, Hatch, why is it: Why are we sitting here, calmly, between twin tanks
of matter and antimatter? Enough to disintegrate the entire Earth in a
truly cosmic event.
HATCH
The Lieutenant told us to wait.
LIEUTENANT
(busy, nears)
PAUL
Yes, but, why? what can we possibly accomplish with so much anti' - not
even the mighty Enterprise ...
HATCH
Lieutenant? Sir: Can you explain to my fellow crewmate what we intend to
do with so much anti-matter? |
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LIEUTENANT
Well, gentlemen, it's simple: You recall your basic freshman complex calculus
theory ... there's matter, and there's anti-matter, which have the opposite
electric charge for each corresponding nucleon and wavicle ...
PAUL
Yes, that's clear enough, but why so much, boom-power? if you'll pardon
the slight.
LIEUTENANT
Well, okay, now - how do you get from positive one, to negative one, conservatively?
PAUL
We rotate the unit vector through the complex imaginary plane, pass i
or minus i, to the negative unit.
LIEUTENANT
Very good.
PAUL
But ... why?
LIEUTENANT
That should be obvious, gentlemen:
You can't get from matter to anti-matter without an unconservatively
big bang, unless you phase-rotate through imaginary mass.... |
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PAUL
Complex-imaginary mass? such a concept ... just like our phasor guns -
but how do we phase-rotate?
LIEUTENANT
Suppose we take equal portions of matter and antimatter ... we then have
a total of neither in excess - they cancel each other out in sum total
phase ... and together they can phase-spin freely ....
PAUL
Okay, that's why we have equal portions of disaster - pardon the literal
expression - in separate twin tanks ... but what do we do with so much?
Are we going to resurrect all the dead from phasor-wounds?
LIEUTENANT
No: Phasor-weapons hit with a narrow beam and cause co-rotation only at
a spot.... We, gentlemen, are going to sit entirely inside the beam of
a phasor-engine ....
PAUL
Beyond belief!!
(emotes [like CAPT KIRK])
We're boldly going where no man has wholly gone before!
[OUTER-STORY] (VO)
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All look-about distracted as the [outer-story] overrides.
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INT. STARSHIP COMMAND - APPROACHING A STAR (COMIC-BOOK)
("TO BOLDLY GO" IN EXAGGERATION for the [OUTER STORY])
THE STAR LOOMS QUICKLY CLOSER - SEEMING TO ADD LIGHT:
The CAPTAIN [CMDR Dave of the USS Regents]
stands center: HELMSMAN, NAVIGATOR, COMMUNICATOR, SCIENCE OFFICER, [ENGINEER video+voice],
DEFENSER sit appropriately:
[AUTO-ENG, VOICE-ALERT, KLAXON, CUSTODIAN, ALIEN are E-VOICE]
CAPTAIN
Reduce speed to sublight, Helm!
HELMSMAN
Reducing to sublight, Sir:
1-point-4 light-speed,
1-point-2,
1-point-1,
1-point-0,
0-point-9 - we're sublight, Sir,
0-point-7,
0-point-6.
NAVIGATOR
Procyon-B is sitting there nice and pretty, Sir.
CAPTAIN
Bring us into close orbit!
NAVIGATOR
Closing orbit, Sir.
CAPTAIN
Engine rooms!
[ENGINEER]
Engine rooms, here, Sir.
CAPTAIN
Ready for quadrature mass-phase rotation!
[ENGINEER]
Aye -- ready, Sir:
She's sitting like a banshee sniffing the wind:
Ready for mass-phase-rotation.
NAVIGATOR
We have close orbit, Sir. |
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They cross close-orbit distance to star Procyon:
CAPTAIN
On my command, Helm!
HELMSMAN
On command, Sir.
CAPTAIN
Comm, put me on shipwide!
COMMUNICATOR
(keys)
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Shipwide, Sir.
CAPTAIN (PA-LOUD)
Ladies and Gentlemen:
We are about to embark on the boldest journey mankind has ever taken:
We are about to enter the realm of nonexistence from our own familiar cosmos:--
All hands ready!
COMMUNICATOR
Ready on all decks, Sir.
CAPTAIN
Engineering: Mass-phase rotation, 5 grads per hesit, to 99! Begin, now!
[ENGINEER]
Rotating, Sir.
[AUTO-ENG] (VO)
Gradshift:
(2 per sec.)
1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 -
(CONCURRENT)
8 - 9 - gradshift - 11 - 12 -
(and so on to 99)
CAPTAIN
(on Auto "6")
Give me quarter-impulse ahead! |
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The star dims gradually [to 1%] in mass-rotation, while:
[AUTO-ENG] (VO) continues counting grads (2 per sec.) with decade reminders to 99, slowing on cue ca 90 (1 per sec.): [eg.... 18 - 19 - gradshift - 21 - 22 ...]
HELMSMAN
Quarter-impulse ahead, Sir.
CAPTAIN
Science Officer!
SCIENCER
We have steady process, Sir.
CAPTAIN
(on Auto "25")
Engine Room!
[ENGINEER]
Engine Room, here, Sir: She's a fine, banshee:
CAPTAIN
Comm!
COMMUNICATOR
We're still in contact with Star-Fleet, Sir.
CAPTAIN
Send our final hail!
We're proceeding towards and into, Procyon-B.
NAVIGATOR
(on Auto "50")
1-million kilometers, Sir - sure looks hot out there.
CAPTAIN
Science Officer!
SCIENCER
Stellar-wind-ambient is 28-hundred degrees dynamic, and climbing, Sir:
We're up to 14-hundred, at: 13 hesits to penetration. |
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COMMUNICATOR
(on Auto "75")
Captain: Star-Fleet sends it's highest regards, Sir - and, farewell.
CAPTAIN
Thank you, Comm. |
The stellar PHOTOSPHERE ENVELOPES them:
NAVIGATOR
Sir: We're in the photosphere.
CAPTAIN
Slow to one-half rotation!
[AUTO-ENG] (VO:CONCURRENT)
(adjusting: 1 per sec.)
... 96-grads, 97-grads, 98-grads,
98-point-6, 98-point-9, 99-point-1:
99-point-2 grads and holding --
succession auto-terminated.
NAVIGATOR
Sir: We're entering the convection sphere.
CAPTAIN
Science Officer!
SCIENCER
Ship's hull is up to 2-thousand-50 degrees dynamic, and rising, Sir.
CAPTAIN
Sure looks bright out there....
Shields up full!
DEFENSER
Shields up, Sir.
SCIENCER
Hull, 22-50 degrees - 23-hundred - we can't sustain much higher, Sir: 24-hundred
degrees - 24-50 ...
CAPTAIN
Full rotation, now, Helm! |
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The star darkens to faintly warmer than black around them:
except a smudge in the distance ahead is the star-center:
HELMSMAN
Full rotation concluding, now, Sir: 99-point-5 grads, 99-point-7 grads,
99-point-9 grads, and holding at, 1-hundred-point-0-8 grads - we have slight
overshoot.
SCIENCER
Ship's hull temperature has dropped to 3-hundred-80 degrees dynamic, Sir:
It's a hot nebula out there.
CAPTAIN
Fine trim, Helm!
HELMSMAN
Fine trimming, Sir:
1-hundred-point-0-7 grads,
1-hundred-point-0-5 grads,
(CONCURRENT)
1-hundred-point-0-3 grads,
1-hundred-point-0-1 grads,
1-hundred-point-0-0 grads.
SCIENCER
Hull temperature dropping rapidly: 2-90 degrees - 1-10 - 45 - 43-point-3
degrees, and stabilizing, Sir.
CAPTAIN
That's odd.
NAVIGATOR
Sir, Procyon-B has vanished from sensors.... The whole cosmos is gone black.
CAPTAIN
What's that, then?!
(points-out)
I ordered 1-hundred-grads, fine trimmed. |
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HELMSMAN
Sir? We're at 1-hundred-point-0-0-3 grads: She's fine-trimmed, Sir:
Can't tweak her a notch further.
CAPTAIN
Then, what is that on screen center?!
Science Officer!
SCIENCER
Sir, it's approximately the star center:
It shouldn't be visible unless it is extremely hot, 60-million degrees,
or producing quadrature mass or at least quadrature photons ...
perhaps a quantum black-hole, Sir, dancing in a hot rarefied domain,
at the very core of Procyon-B, leaking neutrinos and ...
COMMUNICATOR
(interrupts)
Sir, we're being hailed!
CAPTAIN
By whom?!
COMMUNICATOR
It's unintelligible lingo-code, Sir!
No: Wait ... here's ... |
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DISPLAY: An alien ship approaches: AD LIB LINGO CODE:
[ALIEN] (VO:CONCURRENT)
-alijioiniev vessel in the okovowik
podkruveyed entry fasvoijifoyodesi-
CAPTAIN
On screen!
Science Officer: Who are they? Locate!
[ALIEN] (VO:CONCURRENT)
-tsuvofidahid violations asafeklyar
woiverlaom direct sudahareklimvyano
pilot apokipidarekniyapskovaniyatak
bearing pederosinalactenabidosafada
docking kreyemaskiniyamatskubiyasay
power lock adjutant piviniskotubals
isprivinukrechniyapadoadosgadosapi-
SCIENCER
Unknown, Sir: Their lingo-code is
entirely foreign, but not
uncrackable. They're approaching
starboard side: Propulsion appears
to be simple tractor-beam on
asteroid debris in the local space:
It appears this space is not empty.
[ALIEN] (VO:CONCURRENT)
-troiulufi supreme command ufiownya
opijivaroieranesiovijadakapisnyaka-
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[VOICE-ALERT] (VO)
YELLOW! ALERT!
NAVIGATOR
Tractor beam, Sir! |
ROOM BUMPS: ALL HANDS brace.
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ALL HANDS braced:
[ALIEN] (VO:CONCURRENT)
-nisa reduce shields and be boarded
spoiwesafuvuveortumiyeskawanabistro
kebayashitogogustoformapasabivnyas-
CAPTAIN
That's plain enough -- Comm: Hail
them: We will send an ambassador!
[ALIEN] (VO:CONCURRENT)
-trasoyux monitor dedifoodsiawefeki
evidences oirevierluksduvishcordora
consequences foradiniripescovashtin
detainment scalafesoretorkimasinofo
pending porosatonelscopelipartamano
prarbacuvuristamovalemnyaprodoshmy-
COMMUNICATOR
I've tried echo-contact, Sir:
They don't respond -- no response to hail: neither.
SCIENCER
Sir! We can't approach them!
The alien vessel mass is negative-quadrature rotated: They're anti-matter:
Our, anti!
[ALIEN] (VO:CONCURRENT)
-jujuwefer officer occupation wefaw
verification owiyesoifeariuhejinire
jodiufadahfasdafemesablatorgensami-
CAPTAIN
Defense-weapons: Prepare a warning phasor!
SCIENCER
(clips)
Belay that order! We're not in free space -- Sir.
(a beat)
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[ALIEN] (VO:CONCURRENT)
-jarifoyu fleet difavufodiufegerach
ordered tomaraguchisnuvilofegahatar
surrender jinowebopatinofibjequerij
command afevopavinopsionvofivnafixu
koiujiciwokavaneyuwahuinfaxapramas-
SCIENCER
(continues)
Firing phasor-rotation here inside the star will only succeed in back-loading
the phasor-cannons.
CAPTAIN
(broad smiles)
Garbage Detail!
[CUSTODIAN] (VO)
Garbage Detail here, Sir: What's you're pleasure?
[ALIEN] (VO:CONCURRENT)
-curwijoha failure quivisiutoyedese
result in ficuwudidafiodaerfasfasm-
prompt skaweyusuteroivisheyacuiviye
suffer terasomigarelapormonerkalbra
preemptory renemasacorfamgelripota-
CAPTAIN
Eject a popsicle stick!
[CUSTODIAN] (VO)
Aye, Sir -- popsicle stick away....
One popsicle stick over-board, Sir.
SCIENCER
(at instruments)
Tracking ... bearing: 3-7 by 4-2 -- nearing the alien vessel....
[ALIEN] (VO)
-lacado destruction chukfidovekmis.
(CLICK)
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AN EXPLOSIVE FLASH ON THE ALIEN VESSEL --
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DISSIPATES, LEAVING IT DAMAGED BUT INTACT:
SCIENCER
Direct hit, Sir:
Heavy damage just off their tractor beam port -- they're backing away:
I guess they've never seen anti-matter -- not surprising since they can't
rotate phase inside a star;
Think of how inverted must be their laws of physics and gravity:
their notions of empty space so ignorant of reality, yet themselves
so far advanced technologically:
Fascinating!
COMMUNICATOR
(prompt)
Alien communications has been dis-acquired, Sir.
CAPTAIN
Thank you, Comm - and that'll be enough eulogizing, Science Officer.
Take us out of this star, Helm! Mass-rotate outside!
We must visit this quadrature space another time.
HELMSMAN
Aye: we're exiting Procyon-B. |
The starship pulls away from the alien vessel, turns and retreats from the local inner-star-space:
[OUTER-STORY] (VO)
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ALL look-about awed as the [outer-story] overrides ... finally all glaring at US intruders (audience), as they rotate phase to normal star-background outside the star.
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