Unworthy of Assimilation

Angry and Frustrated, Spike has a schoolteacher by The Collar

I’m a veal kind of guy — You’re too old to eat.

He snaps his neck instead.

But not to kill.

I feel much better.

MARY SHELLEY :

What is your name, sir?

Our Lady : 

Mary, this is not a good time to talk.

MARY SHELLEY : 

Or names. Are you several men? 

A composite of parts.

CYBERMAN: 

I am BETTER than Men.

MARY SHELLEY :

Yet I still see a soul in there.

CYBERMAN: (laughs) 

What do you think you see, child?

MARY SHELLY : 

I see the man who spared my son. 

Were you a father, before?

CYBERMAN: 

I was.

MARY SHELLEY :

You didn't want to be this way. 

They hurt you, this modern Prometheus. 

You loved once. 

And were loved in return. 

You do not wish to kill.

(She holds out her hand, and it touches it.)

CYBERMAN: 

My name was Ashad. 

I DID spare your son... 

(then grabs her arm) 

Because he's a useless runt, sickly and weak. 

And I DID have children. 

I slit their throats when they joined The Resistance.

(It switches to holding the back of her neck.)

CYBERMAN: 

In Death we are transformed, improved, updated, as you will learn.

SEVEN: 

You are a peculiar creature, Neelix.

NEELIX: 

Thanks. I think.... 

Ah! Here it is. 

Oh, this will be perfect for containing a small amount of protomatter.

 

Last time I used this Little Wonder I nearly lost it to the Kazon.

SEVEN: 

The Kazon -- Species-329.

NEELIX: 

You're familiar with them.

SEVEN: 

The Borg encountered a Kazon colony in the Gand Sector, grid 6929.

NEELIX: 

Were they assimilated?

SEVEN: 

Their Biological and Technological Distinctiveness was unremarkable. 

They were Unworthy of Assimilation.

NEELIX: 

I didn't realise the Borg were so discriminating.

SEVEN: 

Why assimilate a species that would detract from Perfection?

NEELIX: 

Good Point. 

A Very Curious Thing, Snobbery.

SPECTRE is a dedicated fraternity 

whose strength lies in 

The Absolute Integrity of its Members.

[ He is clearly lying when he says this -- ]

My suggestion on (b) is that SPECTRE, short for Special Executive for Terrorism, Revolution and Espionage, is an immensely powerful organisation armed by ex-members of SMERSH, the Gestapo, the Mafia, and the Black Tong of Peking, which is placing these bombs in NATO bases with the objective of then blackmailing the Western powers for £100 million or else.

Ian Fleming: memo to Whittingham and McClory

My Dear Prime Minister, 

Two atomic bombs, numbers 456 and 457, which were aboard NATO flight 759, are now in the possession of SPECTRE.

Unless within the next seven days your government pays to us £100 million in a manner to be designated by us, we shall destroy a major city in England or the United States of America. 

Please signal your acceptance of our terms by arranging for Big Ben to strike seven times at 6:00 p.m. tomorrow. 

Ernst Stavro Blofeld :

A grave deep enough, I think, 

to prevent even 007 from walking. 

Get The Girl. 

Miss Moneypenny :

United Nations, sir. 

Red scrambler. 

M :

M, here. 

Yes, we're standing by as instructed. 

I understand. 

Thank you, sir. 

No decision has been announced yet. 

Of course, there's a total news blackout, but my informant was very plain. 

How plain, sir? 

M :

They're going to buy Blofeld off. 

Sit down. 

007 :

And The Price?

M :

Amnesty. 

A Full Pardon for all Past Crimes. 

Official Recognition of his title 

when he retires into Private Life as 

Count de Bleuchamp. 

He seems to set a great store by that. 

A very curious thing, snobbery.