Five-Minute "Intersections in Real Time"
by Derek Dean
by Derek Dean
Sheridan: Where am I?|
William: In the pit of despair! (Check.) Now, tell me how many lights you see.
Sheridan: It's morning.
William: Close enough. (Check.) And now let me demonstrate my paingiver device.
William: And check. Now if you'll please sign this indicating that I've fulfilled my quota of interrogation clichés, we can get on with the episode.
Sheridan: That's a confession of guilt.
William: Heh. So it is.
William: All right. First question, have you been influenced by outsiders?
William: We need to change your beliefs. Truth is relative and subjective. Only the Sith deal in absolutes.
William: Would you like this sandwich? Don't worry it's not poisoned...
William: Sorry about the poison. Just a little iocane powder. But we insist on everyone being unhealthy before they're broken.
William: Now, would you like to sit down in the silver chair?
Drazi: I am here to confess to trying to overthrow Earth's government.
William: Now while I leave you to contemplate the fate of the Drazi, I will let you listen to a recording I made over and over.
Garibaldi: Stephen, it wasn't me! It was Bester! He reprogrammed me!
Garibaldi: Now that everyone loves me again --
William: Sorry you had to be put on an IV, but we'll feed you real food if you'll just sign this form.
William: Okay. Here is your last chance. Confess. Sign the paper, or they'll kill you.
Priest: And now we commit Captain Sheridan to the ground; mars to mars; ashes to ashes; episode script to episode script.
Sheridan: ALL HANDS ABANDON SHIP! REPEAT, ALL HANDS ABANDON SHIP!
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