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The year is 3034.

We have medically suppressed our emotions to stop our conscious

or illogical thoughts interfering with decisions.

We are a cold, clinical race,

and do not tolerate those who will not conform to our image.

We are at war with the Reptids, one of the last remaining alien races.

It is a war that has been raging for decades,

as we slowly eradicate those who oppose us from the universe.

The Reptids have one final plan that could change the human race forever.

One obstacle remains in their path.

The crew of the Dreadnought Nemesis.

Damage to Terminal 4 and Molecular Transporter Room, Captain.

Commander Biker's dead.

Hmm. How inconvenient.

And he was such a good Kerplunk player.

A replacement has been requested.

Medical Bay have been notified for corpse recycling.

Targeting their weapons.

Incoming transmission. Relay.

Human, we are a mercy ship with women and children on board.

Please do not destroy us.

Tell me the coordinates of your mother ship. You have 10 seconds to comply.

Please show us some mercy.

Our mothership plans to travel back in time and

release a biological weapon in the 21st century.

Wolf, target ship and fire. Please!

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Incoming transmission from the Admiralty, Captain. Relay.

Captain Blowhard, we have read your report,

and the Admiralty agrees with your recommendation.

The Nemesis is authorized to travel back in time to locate and destroy the

Reptid's mothership before they can execute their plans to destroy Earth.

Understood. Repairs will be complete within the hour.

Very well.

Carry on, Captain.

Recognizing Chief Engineer Sally Poputobov

and new First Officer Commander William C.

Cropper. Destination? Bridge.

Yes, Chief Engineer.

Efficient computer.

She's a bull.

Comments are noted.

So you're that engineering whiz kid?

Please don't call me whiz kid. It makes me sound like a child.

I'm nearly 19 years old.

You designed and developed the ship's white hole and black matter

propulsion systems that allow the Nemesis to time slip.

You've certainly done your homework, Commander.

Why did we use the shuttle? Why didn't we use the molecular transporter?

Well...

It's like this, Commander.

An explosion during the battle caused a malfunction in the molly port, i.e.

the compensators on the number two outlet valve,

which incidentally bypasses the stellar pulse relay display,

which has shorted out the dark matter emitter submatrix that leads

into the fourth and fifth bipolar power converter units, What?

Commander William C. Cropper reporting for duty, Captain.

Welcome aboard the Nemesis, Commander Cropper. Take your seat.

Jody, what's our status?

We have final clearance to proceed, Captain.

Very well. Prepare for action stations.

Computer override now in progress.

All decks on alert.

Time slip in T minus 10 seconds. Time slip activation commencing.

Captain, we have an intruder on board. Computer, locate intruder.

Intruder in Corridor A. Correction Corridor D. Correction Corridor H.

Correction Corridor N. Intruder has now left the ship.

Hull breach has been sealed.

My instruments show that a suspect device has been activated on the outer hull.

Computer, isolate and close all bulkheads.

Unable to comply.

I've detected a viral worm in the computer's mainframe.

We should activate maximum alert procedures. The worm is compromising our systems.

Device is detonating.

What just happened?

We are awake, and yet we feel different.

We should run a diagnostic. Yes, we should,

shouldn't we? Yes, I think we should. Yes.

Mom, where are we?

I must say, I've never noticed how ergonomically designed this chair is.

I feel a rush of blood and spilling coming out.

I think I hear that old Russian word, you know?

Let's get to work, Nurse Beatley.

Very well, Doctor.

Steady on, Commander.

You really should take him to the medbay, Doctor. It seems that he has a concussion.

Sorry, Captain Kant. Most of the medical equipment was destroyed in the explosion.

Apart from my rubber gloves and speculum.

So it's back to my teenage years. Scissors, twine, saws, and fun!

What's wrong with us? How should I know? I'm a vet, not a doctor.

Damn it, doctor! You're a doctor, not a vet!

Doctor who?

Uh, computer?

Computer, um, what on earth is going on around here? I'm sorry,

cannot execute program. Computer, I want a full status report right now.

Hello, Belinda. I cannot give you a status at this time.

Although we still have an intruder on board,

and my internal defense system is offline.

Wolf!

Find that intruder. I want his head, and I want it now! With pleasure, Captain.

Bye, Doctor.

Captain?

Yeah, I want a breakdown of what's going on around here, and I want to... Snappy.

The Reptors have detonated a weapon aboard the ship.

Explain.

I've scanned the air purification and life support systems and found a

nanovirus present that can only have come from the detonated device.

Hmm.

And what is your analysis of this situation?

From everyone's reactions,

I expect the doctor to confirm that this is

a biological weapon created by the reptids.

And?

Bottom line, you're all screwed.

What is screwed?

We wish to know. Yes, we do.

Check the historical archives, Dotty. Checking the

archives. Uh, screech, screed, screen, screw.

An air-like or cylindrical device with a spiral thread used to pin or fasten.

Also commonly referred to in the English language as... Oh.

Screwed.

I see.

And what's the problem with the computer?

Well, the computer is one of the most powerful in the galaxy, but lacks my...

Human in perception and need.

Perhaps overly symbiotic with the integral fabric of the ship.

This could endanger your crew, Captain.

What about you, Hologram? Are you operating within normal parameters?

I'm independent of the ship, Captain.

Completely unaffected, as is the android side of Dottie.

Status report.

Everything's back to normal, Captain.

Black controllers and pulse systems are operating at 100%.

We've destroyed the wire which affected our computer,

but are unable to correct the damage it did.

But the MOLLE port is fully operational, and all backup systems are restored.

Captain. Ah, woof. Have you located that intruder yet? Thanks, Captain.

I'm still conducting research.

And one more thing, Captain.

We found a signal similar to the nanovirus signature found on Earth.

In that case, Sally, take Ox down to the surface

and locate the source of that signal.

And remember, remain completely anonymous.

I do not want you drawing unwanted attention to yourself. Do you understand?

Understood, Captain.

You can rely on me. Ooh!

Mind the gap.

Dottie?

I want you to start scanning for that mother... Aye, aye, Captain.

Dottie is currently scanning for that mother...

The readings appear to be coming from this direction.

You have reached your destination.

Well, Ox, this is the place.

Lost the signal. No, wait a minute.

I think... Oh.

I suppose we'd better get a drink or something.

So we look inconspicuous.

Hey, Dottie, you remember that I had Christian Molly

port some reference material for me?

This one is called a romance novel.

Very confusing, but I must admit, a little bit interesting.

Hey, Dottie, have a quick glance.

Absolutely.

I just want to be loved by you. Mm-hmm.

So what do you think? Dottie found this better

suited file done with the subcategory Scrooge.

Not to be confused with Scrooge by Charles Dickens.

Yes, Dottie believes that Scrooge is definitely better described in Fanny's book.

Well, I wouldn't know. I haven't finished it yet.

In that case, Captain should pay special attention to page 98, paragraph 2.

It might help you understand the primitive aspects of this time period's culture.

Cool.

Thanks, Dotty.

I have found a reptid on Deck 13.

I want to kill him.

Can I kill him now?

No, not yet, Woof. I would like to interrogate him first.

Hello? Oh, I really, really want to kill him.

Can I? Can I please, Captain? No, Woof, no.

You just bring him to the brig and keep him covered.

Commander Cropper and I will meet you there.

Cropper, you're with me.

Come on.

So this is Spotted Dick.

But this is a sponge cake with dried fruit in it. Oh well, at least mine's cooked.

Would you like some of this? Yes, you would.

I'm afraid I have to go and do some more scanning.

No, nothing here. Dotty must have got it wrong.

Better get back to the ship.

Oh, what happened to your friend? Seems a little hot-headed.

I honestly don't know what's gotten into us, Commander, but as senior officers,

I truly believe that we should set the example for the rest of the crew.

Yes, Captain. I'm sure the whole crew will be professional.

What are you doing?

In fact, what are you?

Um, Reginald Bogart Montague Duck, Commander. Uh, Reg Duck to you.

We are maintenance correctional facilitator engineers,

and this... Oh, don't take me, Reg.

I do know this one. This is Filmer Maureen Hilda Down, my assistant.

And willingly able to assist anyone who might need me.

Commander.

Right. Well, why don't you carry on maintaining

whatever you're maintaining? Commander?

You silly tart. He's a senior officer. What's wrong with you? Oh, but Reg,

I could help him in so many ways.

Here's your intruder, Captain. Covered, as ordered.

Ha ha! Soon, your mankind will be as one, and the universe will again be at peace.

We were already at peace.

Everybody under our control was following their orders peacefully.

No, they weren't.

Yes, they were!

Oh, no, they weren't.

Oh, yes, they were!

Oh, yes, they were.

Oh, no, they weren't.

Aha, got you.

Aha, got you.

Was that really necessary? That was just plain nasty.

Don't you have rules for holding prisoners?

Yeah, well, rules are meant to be broken, punk.

Yes, Captain.

Beat him up.

Yes, Captain.

Stand up.

Now, I hope that little exercise has jogged your memory.

So now you can tell me exactly the hidden location of your rebel base.

Uh, no, it's the location of their mothership and their plans.

Right!

I knew that. I was just testing everybody. Just making sure everybody was awake.

Yeah. So, tell me.

Excuse me, Captain.

Can I throw him to the ground again? Absolutely.

Okay, okay. After centuries with no emotions, you human beings. Yeah.

I see. Hmm. Well. Move.

Yes, Captain.

Beat the hell out of him.

Yes, Captain.

Woof! Woof!

Woof! Yes, Captain. Take the commander to the medical bay, please.

It's great to get the hands bloody, stitchy, stitchy, stitch.

Do you know no speech?

I feel like a teenager again.

Really, Doctor?

What do you mean?

Oh, this takes me back to my early years.

Those young nurses lining up, waiting to work with me. I suppose 21's too old,

Doctor. Well, not at all. Do you still have a teenage giggle?

Oh, yes.

Well, a little bit of fine-tuning. That giggle will do for me.

Oh, Doctor.

Oh, he may be quiet, but he's got a great... Brain.

No. Personality. No. Trout.

But... What?

Hello, Cropper.

I think we need a doctor for the doctor and less doctoring for the nurse.

Don't panic.

Just a warning. There is a malfunction with the sewage evacuation system.

Don't use the toilets unless you want to be sucked out into space.

We are looking into this, not too closely,

and will rectify this problem within the next few minutes.

I think about it, and yeah,

Captain, the rest of it has been sucked out of the sewage system into space.

Bummer, dude.

Captain, can I see you and all the crew in the

medical bay immediately, please? Yes, Doctor.

Hall and Barron, take the ship.

Oh, and don't get too comfortable.

Of course not, Captain.

Oh.

And that's it?

Doctor?

So, Doctor, you wanted to see all of us?

Jitai? What for?

We're doing all we can.

We're doing all we can to find a solution. Now,

I've analyzed the remains of the biological weapon and data that Sally

and Ox have recovered from the surface and have come to a conclusion.

What? Ah! Captain, I'm glad you're all here. Now,

I've analyzed the remains of the biological weapon and data that Sally

and Knox have recovered from the surface and have come to a conclusion.

What?

What?

The biological weapon is a virus.

The biological weapon is a virus that attacks the neurological

inhibitors that enable us to suppress our emotions.

Unfortunately, because the weapon detonated whilst we were in the time slip,

the effects of the explosion were magnified tenfold.

Does that mean we're going to die?

Therefore, very soon, everyone's emotions will reach a critical

point where we will no longer be able to control ourselves.

There seems to be no hope for us.

Unless... Unless what?

Unless the Reptids created a vaccine along with the virus.

Well, then, seems that our mission is rather clear.

We find a cure and save the day before our emotions get the better of us.

Yes.

Ah, Captain, I'm glad you're here. I thought...

Listen up, crew.

We're on our own now.

We know what the device does, and we know we must stop it.

We are our only hope for our future.

We must stop the Reptids before they can finalize

their despicable, ruthless, intolerable plan.

Even if it means searching every inch of our solar system.

We will fight them on the Mars beaches.

We will fight them on the Neptune shores.

And we will never, never surrender.

No matter where they may go or whatever mission this leads us to,

we will return home one day.

And we will return home in triumph.

Whew, what a day.

Dottie, where are you going?

Er, Dottie, why are you turning?

Dottie, hello?

Dottie!

What?