Wesley Crusher takes no shit
RONDON:
You. I have a package for Operations. Where is it?
WESLEY:
End of the corridor, room on your right. One oh four.
(The seven foot tall man bumps Wesley as he walks between him and Mordock)
WESLEY:
Excuse me.
RONDON:
You blocked my path. you Bulgallian sludge rat!
WESLEY:
I'm sorry, it was an honest mistake. I apologise.
CHANG: Is there a problem here, gentlemen?
WESLEY: No, sir, I -
RONDON:
How dare you! I am Rondon, you despicable Melanoid slimeworm! Liar!
WESLEY:
Who do you think you're bullying?
You bumped into me. It was your mistake.
You were at fault. Do you want this to become violent?
RONDON:
Friend. I like you.
(Rondon leaves, smiling)
MORDOCK:
A very strange reaction.
WESLEY:
Not really.
When he raised his hand, I saw that it was webbed.
The sign of a Zaldan.
CHANG: But you became hostile.
WESLEY: Zaldans are infuriated by courtesy. They view it as a form of phony social behaviour, designed to cover true feelings.
CHANG:
Congratulations, Mister Crusher.
You handled that particular incident very well.
MORDOCK:
Was this incident deliberate?
CHANG:
It's important to know how you candidates deal with other cultures, other species.
MORDOCK:
Then it was a test.
CHANG:
Yes. Not all tests are announced, or what they appear to be.
(Chang leaves)
MORDOCK:
Zaldans have webbed fingers? I wouldn't have passed.
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