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Spock Prime: James T. Kirk!
James T. Kirk: Excuse me?
Spock Prime: How did you find me?
James T. Kirk: Whoa... how do you know my name?
Spock Prime: I have been and always shall be your friend.
James T. Kirk: Wha...
[shakes head]
James T. Kirk: Uh... look... I-I don't know you.
Spock Prime: I am Spock.
James T. Kirk: Bullshit.
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: I may throw up on ya.
James T. Kirk: I think these things are pretty safe.
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: Don't pander to me, kid. One tiny crack in the hull and our blood boils in thirteen seconds. Solar flare might crop up, cook us in our seats. And wait'll you're sitting pretty with a case of Andorian shingles, see if you're still so relaxed when your eyeballs are bleeding. Space is disease and danger wrapped in darkness and silence.
James T. Kirk: Well, I hate to break this to you, but Starfleet operates in space.
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: Yeah. Well, I got nowhere else to go. The ex-wife took the whole damn planet in the divorce. All I got left is my bones.
Scotty: I like this ship! You know, it's exciting!
Vulcan Council President: You have surpassed the expectations of your instructors. Your final record is flawless, with one exception: I see that you have applied to Starfleet as well.
Spock: It was logical to cultivate multiple options.
Vulcan Council President: Logical, but unnecessary. You are hereby accepted to the Vulcan Science Academy. It is truly remarkable, Spock, that you have achieved so much despite your disadvantage. All rise.
[the Vulcan Council stands in honor of Spock, who now looks slightly pissed]
Spock: If you would clarify, Minister: to what disadvantage are you referring?
Vulcan Council President: Your human mother.
Spock: Council... Ministers, I must decline.
Vulcan Council President: No Vulcan has ever declined admission to this academy!
Spock: Then, as I am half-human, your record remains untarnished.
Sarek: Spock, you have made a commitment to honor the Vulcan way.
Vulcan Council President: Why did you come before this council today? Was it to satisfy your emotional need to rebel?
Spock: The only emotion I wish to convey is gratitude. Thank you, Ministers, for your consideration.
[In a tone reserved for telling someone to 'Go to Hell']
Spock: Live long and prosper.
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: Permission to speak freely, sir?
Spock: I welcome it.
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: Do you? OK, then. Are you out of your Vulcan mind? Are you making a logical choice, sending Kirk away? Probably. But, the right one? You know, back home we have a saying: "If you're gonna ride in the Kentucky Derby, you don't leave your prize stallion in the stable."
Spock: A curious metaphor, doctor, as a stallion must first be broken before it can reach its potential.
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: My God, man, you could at least ACT like it was a hard decision.
Spock: I intend to assist in the effort to reestablish communication with Starfleet. However, if crew morale is better served by my roaming the halls weeping, I will gladly defer to your medical expertise. Excuse me.
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: [as Spock leaves] Green-blooded hobgoblin.
Spock: If you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.
James T. Kirk: [on Spock] Who was that pointy-eared bastard?
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: I don't know, but I like him.
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: Dammit, man! I'm a doctor, not a physicist!
[last lines]
Spock Prime: [closing monologue] Space: the final frontier. These are the voyages of the starship Enterprise. Her ongoing mission: to explore strange new worlds, to seek out new life-forms and new civilizations; to boldly go where no one has gone before.
Spock Prime: What if I told you that your transwarp theory was correct, that is is indeed possible to beam onto a ship that is traveling at warp speed?
Scotty: I think if that equation had been discovered, I'd have heard about it.
Spock Prime: The reason you haven't heard of it, Mr. Scott, is because you haven't discovered it yet.
Scotty: I'm s... Wha... It... Are you from the future?
James T. Kirk: Yeah, he is. I'm not.
Scotty: Well, that's brilliant. Do they still have sandwiches there?
Spock Prime: To stop Nero, you alone must take command of your ship.
James T. Kirk: How? Over your dead body?
Spock Prime: Preferably not.
Christopher Pike: [whistles to break up fight between cadets and Kirk] Outside! All of you! Now!
Christopher Pike: [to Kirk] You all right, son?
Kirk: [Looks at him upside down and stunned] You can whistle really loud, you know that?
[Spock notices a elder Vulcan walking in the docking bay]
Spock: Father!
[the elder Vulcan turns and is revealed as Spock Prime]
Spock Prime: I am not our father.
[Young Spock, now recognizing who he is, approaches]
Spock Prime: There are so few Vulcans left, we cannot afford to ignore each other.
Spock: Then why did you send Kirk aboard when you alone could have explained the truth?
Spock Prime: Because you needed each other. I could not deprive you of the revelation of all that you could accomplish together, of a friendship that will define you both in ways you cannot yet realize.
Spock: How did you persuade him to keep your secret?
Spock Prime: He inferred that universe-ending paradoxes would ensue should he break his promise.
Spock: You lied.
Spock Prime: Aww... I... I implied.
Spock: A gamble.
Spock Prime: An act of faith. One I hope that you will repeat in your future in Starfleet.
Spock: In the face of extinction, it is only logical that I resign my Starfleet commission and help rebuild our race.
Spock Prime: And, yet, you can be in two places at once. I urge you to remain in Starfleet. I have already located a suitable planet on which to establish a Vulcan colony. Spock, in this case, do yourself a favor: Put aside logic. Do what feels right.
[Spock Prime turns and leaves]
Spock Prime: Since my customary farewell would appear oddly self-serving, I shall simply say...
[Shows Vulcan hand salute]
Spock Prime: Good luck.
Spock: [standing across Lt. Uhura before he and Kirk are about to be beamed onto the Romulan warship] I will be back.
Lt. Nyota Uhura: [leaning in] You better be! I'll be monitoring your frequency.
Spock: [actually quite emotional] Thank you, Nyota.
James T. Kirk: [after Uhura leaves] So her first name's Nyota?
Spock: I have no comment on the matter.
Spock: I am as conflicted as I once was as a child.
Sarek: You will always be a child of two worlds. I am grateful for this, and for you.
Spock: I feel anger for the one who took Mother's life - an anger I *cannot* control.
Sarek: I believe... that she would say, "Do not try to." You asked me once why I married your mother. I married her because I loved her.
James T. Kirk: Now, what is it with you, Spock? Hm? Your planet was just destroyed, your mother murdered, and you're not even upset!
Spock: If you are presuming that these experiences in any way impede my ability to command this ship, you are mistaken.
James T. Kirk: And yet you were the one who said fear was necessary for command. I mean, did you see his ship? Did you see what he did?
Spock: Yes, of course I did.
James T. Kirk: So are you afraid or aren't you?
Spock: I will not allow you to lecture me about the merits of emotion.
James T. Kirk: Then why don't you stop me?
Spock: Step away from me, Mister Kirk.
James T. Kirk: What is it like not to feel anger... or heartbreak... or the need to stop at nothing to avenge the death of the woman who gave birth to you?
Spock: Back away from me.
James T. Kirk: You feel NOTHING! It must not even COMPUTE for you! You NEVER loved her!
[Spock snaps and attacks Kirk, nearly killing him]
Sarek: SPOCK!
[Spock regains control]
James T. Kirk: [hurling to his death with Sulu] Kirk to Enterprise. We're falling without a chute. Beam us up!
Transport Chief: I'm trying. I can't lock onto your signal.
James T. Kirk: Beam us up!
Transport Chief: You're moving too fast!
James T. Kirk: Beam us up!
Pavel Chekov: I can do zat! I can do zat!
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: Well, congratulations, Jim. We've got no captain and no god-damned first officer to replace him.
Kirk: Yeah, we do.
[Kirk sits himself into the captain's chair]
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: What?
Hikaru Sulu: Pike made him first officer.
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: You gotta be kidding me!
Kirk: Thanks for the support.
Lt. Nyota Uhura: I sure hope you know what you're doing...
Lt. Nyota Uhura: [sarcastically] ... CAPTAIN.
Kirk: So do I.
James T. Kirk: Your ship is compromised, too close to the singularity to survive without assistance, which we are willing to provide.
Spock: [speaking privately] Captain, what are you doing?
James T. Kirk: Showing them compassion may be the only way to earn peace with Romulus. It's logic, Spock. I thought you'd like that.
Spock: No, not really. Not this time.
Nero: [replying to the offer of assistance] I would rather suffer the end of Romulus a thousand times. I would rather die in agony than accept assistance from you.
James T. Kirk: You got it! Arm phasers. Fire everything we've got!
Lt. Nyota Uhura: [During the Kobayashi Maru test] We are receiving a distress signal from the U.S.S. Kobayashi Maru. The ship has lost power and is stranded. Starfleet Command has ordered us to rescue them.
James T. Kirk: [clearly enjoying himself] "Starfleet Command has ordered us to rescue them... CAPTAIN."
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: [rolls his eyes] Two Klingon vessels have entered the Neutral Zone and are locking weapons on us.
James T. Kirk: [Smugly] That's okay.
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: "That's okay?"
James T. Kirk: Yeah, don't worry about it.
Test Administrator: Did he say "Don't worry about it?"
Test Administrator: Is he not taking the simulation seriously?
Christopher Pike: You know, I couldn't believe it when the bartender told me who you are.
James T. Kirk: Who am I, Captain Pike?
Christopher Pike: Your father's son.
James T. Kirk: [Turns toward the bar] Can I get another one?
Christopher Pike: For my dissertation, I was assigned the U.S.S. Kelvin. Something I admired about your Dad: he didn't believe in no-win scenarios
James T. Kirk: Sure learned his lesson!
Christopher Pike: Well, it depends on how you define winning. You're here, aren't you?
James T. Kirk: [as beer is brought to him] Thanks.
Christopher Pike: You know that instinct to leap without looking, that was his nature too. And in my opinion it's something Starfleet's lost.
James T. Kirk: [laughing] Why are you talkin' to me, man?
Christopher Pike: 'Cause I looked up your file while you were drooling on the floor. Your aptitude tests are off the charts, so what is it? You like being the only genius level repeat offender in the Midwest?
James T. Kirk: Maybe I love it.
Christopher Pike: Look, so your Dad dies. You can settle for a less than ordinary life, or do you feel like you were meant for something better? Something special? Enlist in Starfleet.
James T. Kirk: [scoffs] Enlist!
James T. Kirk: [laughs] You guys must be way down on your recruiting quota for the month!
Christopher Pike: If you're half the man your father was, Jim, Starfleet could use you. You could be an officer in four years. You could have your own ship in eight. You understand what the Federation is, don't you? It's important. It's a peacekeeping and humanitarian armada...
James T. Kirk: Are we done?
Christopher Pike: I'm done.
Christopher Pike: [Gets up] Riverside Shipyard. Shuttle for new recruits leaves tomorrow morning, 0800.
Christopher Pike: [pause] Now, your father was captain of a Starship for 12 minutes. He saved 800 lives, including your mother's and yours. I dare you to do better.
James T. Kirk: So what kind of combat training do you have?
Hikaru Sulu: Fencing.
Spock: [on intercom] Dr Puri, report.
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: It's McCoy. Dr. Puri was on Deck 6. He's dead.
Spock: Then you have just inherited his responsibility as Chief Medical Officer.
[McCoy looks at a burning medical room full of casualties from the attack]
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: Yeah, tell me something I DON'T know!
James T. Kirk: [still suffering from the vaccine] My mouth is itchy. Is that normal?
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: Well, those symptoms won't last long. I'm going to give you a mild sedative.
James T. Kirk: Oh, I wish I didn't know you.
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: Don't be such an infant.
[He jabs Kirk with a hypodermic needle]
James T. Kirk: OWW! How long's it supposed to...
[he suddenly collapses on the bed]
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: [Shaking his head] Unbelievable.
Spock: [Kirk has been appointed captain, and the Enterprise is preparing to depart. Spock enters the bridge] Permission to come aboard, Captain.
James T. Kirk: Permission granted.
Spock: As you have yet to select a first officer, respectfully, I would like to submit my candidacy. Should you desire, I can provide character references.
James T. Kirk: It would be my honor, Commander.
Lt. Nyota Uhura: [Having just learned that she is assigned to the Farragut] Commander, a word?
Spock: Yes, Lieutenant?
Lt. Nyota Uhura: Was I not one of your top students?
Spock: Indeed you were.
Lt. Nyota Uhura: [the scene cuts to another location, where Uhura is still hounding Spock] And did I not, on multiple occasions, demonstrate an exceptional aural sensitivity, and I quote, "an unparalleled ability to identify sonic anomalies in subspace transmissions tests?"
Spock: Consistently, yes.
Lt. Nyota Uhura: And while you are well aware of my own qualified desires to serve on the U.S.S. Enterprise, I'm assigned to the Farragut?
Spock: It was an attempt to...
[he glances around, keeping his voice low]
Spock: ...avoid the appearance of favoritism.
Lt. Nyota Uhura: [Adamantly] No. I'm assigned to the Enterprise.
Spock: [He adjusts his roster list] Yes, I believe you are.
Lt. Nyota Uhura: Thank you.
Scotty: Except, the thing is, even if I believed you, right, where you're from, what I've done - which I don't, by the way - you're still talking about beaming aboard the Enterprise while she's traveling faster than light, without a proper receiving pad.
Scotty: [to Keenser] Get off there! It's not a climbing frame!
Scotty: [back to Spock Prime] The notion of transwarp beaming is like trying to hit a bullet with a smaller bullet whilst wearing a blindfold, riding a horse.
[Spock writes on a paper]
Scotty: What's that?
Spock Prime: Your equation for achieving transwarp beaming.
Scotty: [to himself] He's out of it
Scotty: [reads the equation] Imagine that! It never occurred to me to think of SPACE as the thing that was moving!
Spock Prime: You are, in fact, the Mr. Scott who postulated the theory of transwarp beaming?
Scotty: That's what I'm talking about! How do you think I wound up here? Had a little debate with my instructor on relativistic physics and how it pertains to subspace travel. He seemed to think that the range of transporting something like a... like a grapefruit was limited to about 100 miles. I told him that I could not only beam a grapefruit from one planet to the adjacent planet in the same system - which is easy, by the way - I could do it with a life form. So, I tested it out on Admiral Archer's prized beagle.
James T. Kirk: Wait, I know that dog. What happened to it?
Scotty: I'll tell you when it reappears. Ahem. I don't know, I do feel guilty about that.
James T. Kirk: [to Spock] The test itself is a cheat, isn't it? I mean, you programmed it to be unwinnable.
Spock: Your argument precludes the possibility of a no-win scenario.
James T. Kirk: I don't believe in no-win scenarios.
Spock: Then not only did you violate the rules, you also failed to understand the principal lesson.
James T. Kirk: Please enlighten me.
Spock: You of all people should know, Cadet Kirk, a captain cannot cheat death.
James T. Kirk: [reminiscing] I of all people...
Spock: Your father, Lieutenant George Kirk, assumed command of his vessel before being killed in action, did he not?
James T. Kirk: I don't think you like the fact that I beat your test.
Spock: Furthermore, you have failed to divine the purpose of the test.
James T. Kirk: Enlighten me again.
Spock: The purpose is to experience fear, fear in the face of certain death, to accept that fear, and maintain control of oneself and one's crew. This is the quality expected in every Starfleet captain.
[Kirk rushes onto the bridge, urging the ship to stop. Three-way arguing ensues between him, Spock, and Pike]
Spock: I can remove the cadet...
James T. Kirk: Try it!
Christopher Pike: Kirk!
James T. Kirk: This cadet is trying to save the bridge!
Spock: By recommending a full stop, mid-warp, during a rescue mission?
James T. Kirk: It's not a rescue mission. Listen to me, it's an attack!
Spock: Based on what facts?
James T. Kirk: That same anomaly, a "lightning storm in space" that we saw today, also occurred on the day of my birth, shortly before a Romulan ship attacked the U.S.S. Kelvin. You know that, sir, I read your dissertation. That ship, which had formidable and advanced weaponry, was never seen or heard from again. The Kelvin attack took place at the edge of Klingon space, and at 2300 hours last night, there was an attack: forty-seven Klingon warbirds destroyed by Romulans, sir, and it was reported that the Romulans were in one ship, one massive ship.
Christopher Pike: And you know of this Klingon attack how?
[Kirk glances at Uhura]
Lt. Nyota Uhura: Sir, I intercepted and translated the message myself. Kirk's report is accurate.
James T. Kirk: We're warping into a trap, sir. The Romulans are waiting for us, I promise you that.
[Unsettled, Pike looks at Spock]
Spock: The cadet's logic is sound. And Lt. Uhura is unmatched in xenolinguistics, we would be wise to accept her conclusion.
Lt. Nyota Uhura: I'm impressed. For a moment there, I thought you were just a dumb hick who only has sex with farm animals.
James T. Kirk: Well, not only.
Burly Cadet #1: This townie isn't bothering you, right?
Lt. Nyota Uhura: Oh, beyond belief, but it's nothing I can't handle.
James T. Kirk: You could handle me, if that's an invitation.
Burly Cadet #1: Hey, you better mind your manners.
James T. Kirk: Oh relax, cupcake, it was a joke.
Burly Cadet #1: Hey, farm-boy, maybe you can't count, but there are four of us and one of you.
James T. Kirk: So go get some more guys and then it'll be an even fight.
Hikaru Sulu: The fleet has cleared spacedock, Captain. All ships ready for warp.
Christopher Pike: Set a course for Vulcan.
Hikaru Sulu: Aye-Aye, Captain. Course laid in.
Christopher Pike: Maximum warp. Punch it.
[One by one, the rest of the star fleet jumps into warp drive, leaving the Enterprise behind. Sulu frowns at the console, puzzled]
Christopher Pike: Lieutenant, where is Helmsman McKenna?
Hikaru Sulu: He has lungworms, sir. He couldn't report to his post. I'm Hikaru Sulu.
Christopher Pike: And you are a pilot, right?
Hikaru Sulu: Very much so, sir.
[he trails off, hitting buttons]
Hikaru Sulu: I'm, uh, I'm not sure what's wrong here.
Christopher Pike: Is the parking brake on?
Hikaru Sulu: Uh, no. I'll figure it out. I'm just...
Spock: Have you disengaged the external inertial dampener?
Hikaru Sulu: [Embarrassed. Without looking at anyone, he punches in the correct sequence] Ready for warp, sir.
Christopher Pike: Let's punch it.
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: Wait a minute, kid. How old are you?
Pavel Chekov: Seventeen, sir.
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: Oh... oh, good, he's seventeen.
Spock: Doctor... Mr. Chekov is correct.
Spock: [volunteering for what could be a suicide mission] Romulans and Vulcans share a common ancestor. Our cultural similarities will make it easier for me to access the ship's computer to locate the device. Also, my mother was human, which makes Earth the only home I have left.
James T. Kirk: I'm coming with you.
Spock: I would cite regulation, but I know you will simply ignore it.
James T. Kirk: See? We are getting to know each other.
James T. Kirk: You know, coming back in time, changing history... that's cheating.
Spock Prime: A trick I learned from an old friend.
[With an uncharacteristic smile, he gives the Vulcan salute to Kirk]
Spock Prime: Live long and prosper.
[the U.S.S. Enterprise is being sucked into a black hole, seconds away from doom]
Scotty: I'm giving her all she's got, Captain!
[the bridge ceiling begins to crack as the ship's drawn closer]
James T. Kirk: All she's got isn't good enough! What else ya got?
Scotty: Um... Okay, if we eject the core and detonate, the blast could be enough to push us away! I cannae promise anything, though!
[the viewing window starts to rupture]
James T. Kirk: DO IT, DO IT, DO IT!
Flight Officer: You need a doctor.
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: I told you people I don't need a doctor, dammit - I AM a doctor!
Flight Officer: You need to get back to your seat.
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: I had one. In the bathroom with no windows.
Flight Officer: You need to get back in your seat, NOW.
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: I suffer from aviophobia - it means fear of dying in something that flies!
Flight Officer: Sir, for your own safety, sit down or else I'll make you sit down!
Spock: Acting Captain's Log, Stardate 2258.42. We have had no word from Captain Pike. I've therefore classified him a hostage of the war criminal known as Nero. Nero, who has destroyed my home planet and most of its six billion inhabitants. While the essence of our culture has been saved in the elders who now reside upon this ship, I estimate no more than 10,000 have survived. I am now a member of an endangered species.
Kirk: [highly agitated and suffering side effects from McCoy hypospray] Uhura! Uhura!
Lt. Nyota Uhura: Kirk? What are you doing here?
Kirk: The transmission from the Klingon prison planet. What exactly...
Lt. Nyota Uhura: Oh, my God, what's wrong with your hands?
Kirk: [waves off the question with his bloated hands] I-i-it's... Look, who is responsible for the attack...
Lt. Nyota Uhura: What?
Kirk: ...and was the ship walullaa?
Lt. Nyota Uhura: And was the ship... WHAT?
Kirk: [to McCoy] Whass happening to my mouth?
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: You got numb-tongue?
Kirk: NUM-TUNG?
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: I can fix that!
[hurries off to find another hypospray]
Lt. Nyota Uhura: Was the ship what?
Kirk: Womulan!
Lt. Nyota Uhura: What? I...
Kirk: WOMULAN!
Lt. Nyota Uhura: Romulan?
Kirk: Yeah!
Lt. Nyota Uhura: Yes!
Kirk: Yes?
[Bones injects him with another hypospray]
Kirk: ACK! ACK!
[trying to say 'stop it']
Kirk: STAHHMIT!
Christopher Pike: Russian whizkid, what's your name? Chanko? Cherpov?
Pavel Chekov: Ensign Chekov, Pavel Andreievich, sir.
Spock: We are traveling at warp speed. How did you manage to beam aboard this ship?
James T. Kirk: Hey, you're the genius. You figure it out.
Spock: As acting captain of this vessel, I order you to answer the question.
James T. Kirk: Well, I'm not telling, "Acting Captain." What, did...?
[Kirk smiles]
James T. Kirk: What, now, that doesn't frustrate you, does it? My lack of cooperation? That-that doesn't make you angry...
Spock: [Spock turns to Scotty] Are you a member of Starfleet?
Scotty: I, um, yes. Can I get a towel, please?
Spock: Under penalty of court martial, I order you to explain to me how you were able to beam aboard this ship while moving at warp.
Scotty: Well...
James T. Kirk: Don't answer him.
Spock: You will answer me.
Scotty: [pause] I'd rather not take sides.
Spock: [to Kirk] Out of the chair.
Admiral Richard Barnett: This is Commander Spock. He is one of our most distinguished graduates. He's programmed the Kobayashi Maru exam for the last four years. Commander?
Spock: Cadet Kirk, you somehow managed to install and activate a subroutine in the programming code, thereby changing the conditions of the test.
James T. Kirk: Your point being?
Admiral Richard Barnett: In academic vernacular, you cheated.
Lt. Nyota Uhura: Gaila, who is he?
Gaila: Who's who?
Lt. Nyota Uhura: The mouth-breather hiding under your bed?
James T. Kirk: [comes out from under Gaila's bed] You can hear me breathing?
James T. Kirk: I relieve you, sir.
Christopher Pike: I am relieved.
Young Spock: I presume you've prepared new insults for today.
Vulcan Bully #1: Affirmative.
Young Spock: This is your thirty-fifth attempt to elicit an emotional response from me.
Vulcan Bully #2: You're neither human nor Vulcan, and therefore have no place in this universe.
Vulcan Bully #1: Look. He has human eyes. They look sad, don't they?
Vulcan Bully #2: Perhaps an emotional response requires physical stimuli.
[shoves Spock]
Vulcan Bully #2: He's a traitor, you know, your father, for marrying her, that human whore.
[Spock beats up the bully]
James T. Kirk: [Stepping aboard the bridge as its official captain] Bones! Buckle up!
James T. Kirk: What are you doing?
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: I'm doing you a favor. I couldn't just leave you there looking all pathetic. Take a seat. I'm gonna give you a vaccine against viral infection from Melvaren mud fleas.
James T. Kirk: OW! What for?
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: To give you the symptoms.
James T. Kirk: What are you talking about?
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: You're gonna start to lose vision in your left eye.
James T. Kirk: Yeah, I already have.
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: Oh, and you're gonna get a really bad headache and a flop sweat.
James T. Kirk: You call this a favor?
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: Yeah. You owe me one.
[Pike previously told Kirk he would be an officer in four years]
James T. Kirk: Four years? I'll do it in three.
James T. Kirk: Stardate: 2258.42... or, uh, 4... Whatever. Acting Captain Spock has marooned me on Delta Vega, in what I believe to be a violation of Security Protocol 49.09 governing the treatment of prisoners aboard a star...
[Kirk breaks off abruptly before completing the word starship as the howl of a predatory animal is heard, possibly heading his way]
Captain Robau: If I don't report in 15 minutes, evacuate the crew.
George Kirk: Sir, we could issue...
Captain Robau: There is no help for us out here. Use autopilot... and get off this ship.
George Kirk: Aye, Captain.
Captain Robau: You're captain now, Mr. Kirk.
Amanda Grayson: There's no need to be anxious. You'll do fine.
Spock: I am hardly anxious, Mother. And "fine" has variable definitions. "Fine" is unacceptable.
Amanda Grayson: Okay.
Spock: May I ask a personal query?
Amanda Grayson: Anything.
Spock: Should I choose to complete the Vulcan discipline of Kolinahr and purge all emotion, I trust you will not feel it reflects judgment on you.
Amanda Grayson: Oh, Spock. As always, whatever you choose to be, you will have a proud mother.
[through a mind meld with Kirk]
Spock Prime: Billions of lives lost because of me, Jim, because I failed.
James T. Kirk: [upon taking command of the Enterprise] Attention crew of the Enterprise, this is James Kirk. Mr. Spock has resigned commission and advanced me to acting captain. I know you are all expecting to regroup with the fleet, but I'm ordering a pursuit course of the enemy ship to Earth. I want all departments at battle stations and ready in ten minutes. Either we're going down... or they are. Kirk out.
[Kirk rescues Pike]
Christopher Pike: What're you doing here?
James T. Kirk: Just following orders.
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: Three more Klingon warbirds decloaking and targeting our ship. I don't suppose this is a problem either.
Simulator Tactical Officer: They're firing, Captain.
James T. Kirk: Alert Medical Bay to prepare to receive ALL crew members from the damaged ship.
Lt. Nyota Uhura: And how do you expect us to rescue them when we're surrounded by Klingons, Captain?
James T. Kirk: [not taking anything or anyone seriously] Alert Medical
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: Our ship's being hit. Shields at sixty percent.
James T. Kirk: [nonchalantly] I understand.
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: [exasperated] Well, should we - I dunno - fire back?
James T. Kirk: [pulls an apple out of nowhere and starts munching] No.
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: Of COURSE not.
[the entire simulation suddenly shuts down, then starts back up]
Test Administrator: What is this? What's going on?
James T. Kirk: Hm. Arm photons. Prepare to fire on the Klingon warbirds.
Simulator Tactical Officer: Yessir.
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: Jim, their shields are still up!
James T. Kirk: Are they?
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: [checks again] No... They're not.
James T. Kirk: Fire on all enemy ships. One photon each should do. Let's not waste ammunition.
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: Target locked and acquired on all warbirds. Firing.
[the simulation shows the birds being destroyed one by one]
Simulator Tactical Officer: All ships destroyed, Captain.
James T. Kirk: Begin rescue of the stranded crew.
James T. Kirk: [grandstanding his victory] So! We've managed to eliminate all enemy ships, no one on board was injured AND the successful rescue of the Kobayashi Maru crew is... underway.
[takes a large bite out of his apple]
George Kirk: What are we gonna call him?
Winona Kirk: We could name him after your father.
George Kirk: Tiberius? You kidding me? No, that's the worst. Let's name him after your dad. Let's call him Jim.
Winona Kirk: Jim. OK, Jim it is.
George Kirk: Sweetheart, can you hear me?
Winona Kirk: I hear you.
George Kirk: I love you so much. I love you...
Nero: James T. Kirk was considered to be a great man. He went on to captain the U.S.S. Enterprise... but that was another life. A life I will deprive you of just like I did your father!
Pavel Chekov: Ensign Authorization code: nine-five-wictor-wictor-two!
[Authorization is not recognized]
Christopher Pike: Mr. Spock, I'm leaving you in command of the Enterprise. Once we have transport capability and communications back up, you'll contact Starfleet and report what the hell's going on here. And if all else fails, fall back, rendezvous with the fleet in the Laurentian system. Kirk, I'm promoting you to First Officer.
James T. Kirk: What?
Spock: Captain? Please, I apologize. The complexities of human pranks escape me.
Christopher Pike: It's not a prank, Spock. And I'm not the captain. You are.
Christopher Pike: [to Kirk] Let's go.
James T. Kirk: Sir, after we knock out that drill, what happens to you?
Christopher Pike: Ah, I guess you'll have to come and get me.
Christopher Pike: [last word to Spock] Careful with the ship, Spock. She's brand new.
Christopher Pike: Kirk, you, too. You're not supposed to be here, anyway.
[Spock Prime and Kirk arrive at a derelict Starfleet outpost, and discover... ]
Scotty: You realize how unacceptable this is?
Spock Prime: Fascinating!
Scotty: Okay, I'm sure you're just doing your job, but could you not have come a wee bit sooner? Six months I've been here, living off Starfleet protein nibs and the promise of a good meal! And I know exactly what's going on here, okay? Punishment, isn't it? Ongoing! For something that was clearly an accident!
Spock Prime: [pleased] You are Montgomery Scott.
James T. Kirk: You know him?
Scotty: Aye, that's me. You're in the right place. Unless there's another hardworking, equally starved Starfleet officer around.
Keenser: Me.
Scotty: Get aff! Shut up! You don't eat anything! You can eat, like, a bean, and you're done. I'm talking about food. REAL food!
Gaila: Jim, I think I love you.
James T. Kirk: That is so weird.
Gaila: Lights.
Computer: Lights on.
Gaila: Did you just say, "That is so weird"?
James T. Kirk: Yeah, I did, but...
Spock: [finding himself aboard the ship of his future self] It appears that you have been keeping important information from me.
James T. Kirk: You'll be able to fly this thing, right?
Spock: Something tells me I already have.
James T. Kirk: Good luck.
Spock: Jim... the statistical likelihood that our plan will succeed is less than 4.3%.
James T. Kirk: It'll work.
Spock: In the event that I do not return, please tell Lieutenant Uhura...
James T. Kirk: Spock. IT'LL WORK.
[deleted scene: Spock's birth]
Sarek: I was thinking that we could name him after one of Vulcan's early society builders. His name was Spock.
[Amanda considers it]
Sarek: Your silence does not suggest enormous enthusiasm.
Amanda Grayson: No...
[trying it]
Amanda Grayson: Spock... Spock.
Sarek: He has your eyes.
Amanda Grayson: [laughs] And your ears.
[shakes her baby's hand]
Amanda Grayson: Hello, Spock.
Spock: [sits in the cockpit of his future self's ship, which springs to life] Fascinating!
Scotty: I've never beamed three people from two targets onto one pad before!
Spock Prime: [after Kirk relieves Pike of command] Thrusters on full.
James T. Kirk: Bones, doesn't it bother you that no one's ever passed the test?
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: Jim, it's the Kobayashi Maru. NO one passes the test, and no one goes back for seconds, let alone thirds.
James T. Kirk: [leaving] I gotta study.
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: Study, my ass.
James T. Kirk: Where you came from... did I know my father?
Spock Prime: Yes... you often spoke of him as being your inspiration for joining Starfleet. He proudly lived to see you become captain of the Enterprise.
James T. Kirk: CAPTAIN?
Spock Prime: A ship we must return you to as soon as possible.
[Kirk drives his stepfather's Corvette toward a cliff. As he skids sideways, he jumps out before the Corvette falls off while he hangs on the edge of the cliff. The Iowa cop chasing him steps off his bike as Kirk climbs off the cliff]
Young Kirk: Is there a problem, officer?
Iowa Cop: Citizen, what is your name?
Young Kirk: My name is James Tiberius Kirk!
James T. Kirk: I don't feel right. I feel like I'm leaking!
Ayel: Your species is even weaker than I expected.
[chokes Kirk]
James T. Kirk: I can't...
Ayel: You can't even speak!
[Kirk garbles]
Ayel: What?
James T. Kirk: I got your gun!
[shoots Ayel]
Christopher Pike: I'm Captain Christopher Pike. To whom am I speaking?
Nero: Hi, Christopher. I'm Nero.
Security Officer: [McCoy is half-carrying a loopy Kirk after injecting him with a vaccine. Kirk is scanned] Kirk, James T. He is not cleared for duty aboard the Enterprise.
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: Medical code states "The treatment and transport of a patient is to be determined at the discretion of his attending physician" - which is me! - so I'm taking Mr. Kirk aboard, or would you like to explain to Captain Pike why the Enterprise warped into a crisis without one of its senior medical officers?
Security Officer: As you were.
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: [irritably] As YOU were!
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: [to Kirk] Come on!
[He drags Kirk onto the ship]
Scotty: So, the Enterprise has had its maiden voyage, has it? She is one well-endowed lady. I'd like to get my hands on her "ample nacelles," if you pardon the engineering parlance.
Kirk: Make that two. Her shot's on me.
Lt. Nyota Uhura: Her shot's on her.
[Turns to Kirk]
Lt. Nyota Uhura: Thanks but no thanks.
Kirk: Don't you at least wanna know my name before you completely reject me?
Lt. Nyota Uhura: I'm fine without it.
Kirk: You ARE fine without it. It's Jim, Jim Kirk.
[Waits for Uhura to introduce herself, and gets no reply]
Kirk: If you don't tell me your name I'm gonna have to make one up.
Lt. Nyota Uhura: [Reluctantly] It's Uhura.
Kirk: Uhura? No way! That's the name I was gonna make up for you! Uhura what?...
Lt. Nyota Uhura: Just Uhura.
Kirk: They don't have last names in your world?
Lt. Nyota Uhura: Uhura is my last name.
Kirk: Then they don't have... uh first names in your world?
[Uhura smiles]
Test Administrator: How the hell did that kid beat your test?
Spock: I do not know.
Young Spock: You suggest I should become completely Vulcan, and yet you married a human.
Sarek: As Ambassador to Earth it is my duty to observe and understand human behaviour. Marrying your mother was... logical.
James T. Kirk: Scotty, how we doin'?
Scotty: Dilithium chamber at maximum, Captain.
Scotty: [noticing Keenser straddling a console] GET DOWN!
James T. Kirk: Where are we?
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: Medical Bay.
James T. Kirk: This isn't worth it.
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: A little suffering's good for the soul.
Kirk: [Bolts out of bed suddenly from being sedated] Lightning storm!
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: Ah, Jim, you're awake. How do you feel?
[He looks down, suddenly growing alarmed]
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: Good God, man!
Kirk: What? AH!
[He yelps and raises his hands, which are now twice their normal size]
Kirk: What the hell's this?
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: A reaction to the vaccine, dammit! Nurse Chapel, I need 50 cc's of cortizone!
Nurse Chapel: Yes, sir!
[He starts scanning Kirk while Kirk replays Chekov's message]
Pavel Chekov: [on the computer] ... appeared to be a lightning storm in space.
Kirk: Bones! We gotta stop the ship!
[He takes off running down the hall]
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: [running after him] Jim! I'm not kidding, you need to keep your heart rate down!
[he fumbles through a first aid kit while Jim accesses another computer console]
Kirk: Computer, locate crew member Uhura.
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: You know, I haven't seen a reaction this bad since med school!
Kirk: We're flying into a trap!
[He starts running again]
Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: Dammit, Jim, stand still!
[injects him yet again]
Kirk: [yelps in pain] OW! STOP THAT!
[he runs through the engine room, looking for Uhura]
Christopher Pike: Scan Vulcan space, look for any transmissions in Romulan.
Enterprise Communiations Officer: Sir, I'm not sure I can distinguish the Romulan language from Vulcan...
Christopher Pike: What about you? You speak Romulan, Cadet...?
Lt. Nyota Uhura: Uhura. All three dialects, sir.
Christopher Pike: Uhura, relieve the Lieutenant.
Lt. Nyota Uhura: [taken aback, then] Yes, sir.
Sarek: Spock, you are fully capable of deciding your own destiny. The question you face is: which path will you choose? This is something only you can decide.
Ayel: I will speak for Captain Nero.
Captain Robau: Then ask Captain Nero what gives him the right to attack a Federation vessel.
Ayel: [activates a hologram with Spock Prime's face] Do you know the location of Ambassador Spock?
Captain Robau: I'm unfamiliar with Ambassador Spock.
Ayel: What is the current stardate?
Captain Robau: Stardate? 2233.04. Where are you from?
[Nero comes from behind his throne and kills Captain Robau]
Lt. Nyota Uhura: [to Spock, after the destruction of Vulcan] I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm so sorry.
[She kisses him along his face and hugs him; after a short hesitation, he hugs her back and leans into her]
Lt. Nyota Uhura: What do you need? Tell me.
[Uhura takes his face into her hands]
Lt. Nyota Uhura: Tell me.
Spock: [fighting for control] I need everyone to continue performing admirably.
[pushes the elevator button to continue]
Lt. Nyota Uhura: [tears in her eyes, nods] Okay.
[She kisses him and he kisses her back and when the elevator doors open and leaves her behind without a backward glance]
[from trailer #3]
Nero: I've been waiting for this day my whole life... This day of reckoning.
[Kirk and Scott run around the Enterprise's engineering section, evading capture, when they are finally cornered by an officer pointing a phaser at them - the same officer involved in the bar fight with Kirk in Iowa]
Burly Cadet #1: Come with me, cupcake!
James T. Kirk: Sulu, let's go home.
Nero: I know your face from Earth's history.
Spock: Get him off this ship.
[first lines]
Communication Operator: U.S.S. Kelvin, go for Starfleet Base.
Kelvin Crew Member: Starfleet Base, we've sent you a transmission. Did you receive?
Starfleet Base: Kelvin, have you double-checked those readings?
Kelvin Crew Member: Our gravitational sensors are going crazy here. You should see this. It looks like a lightning storm.
Starfleet Base: What you've sent us doesn't seem possible.
Kelvin Crew Member: Yes ma'am. I understand. That's why we sent it.
Spock: We must gather with the rest of Starfleet... to balance the terms of the next engagement!
James T. Kirk: There won't BE a next engagement! By the time we've "gathered," it'll be too late! But you say he's from the future - knows what's gonna happen? - then the logical thing is to be unpredictable!
Spock: You're assuming that Nero knows how events are predicted to unfold. The contrary, Nero's very presence has altered the flow of history, beginning with the attack on the U.S.S. Kelvin, culminating in the events of today, thereby creating an entire new chain of incidents that cannot be anticipated by either party.
Lt. Nyota Uhura: An alternate reality.
Spock: Precisely. Whatever our lives might have been, if the time continuum was disrupted, our destinies have changed.
Lt. Nyota Uhura: [catches Kirk hiding under her roommate's bed] You!
James T. Kirk: [scheduled to take the Kobayashi Maru test the next day] Big day tomorrow.
Lt. Nyota Uhura: [throws his clothes at him] You're gonna fail.
James T. Kirk: Gaila, see you around.
Lt. Nyota Uhura: [hustling him to the door] Get out!
James T. Kirk: If I pass, will you tell me your first name?
Lt. Nyota Uhura: NO! Good night!
James T. Kirk: I think the fact that you picked up a transmission is *very* interesting...
[She shuts the door in his face]
[from trailer #2]
Nero: The wait is over.
Christopher Pike: All power to forward shields. Prepare to fire all weapons!
Chief Engineer Olson: I can't wait to kick some Romulan ass!
Kelvin Crew Member: Captain, we have visual!


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In his post titled, "Nobody Panic if the Knicks Lose Tonight, Okay?" Will Leitch makes the excellent point:
We said earlier this week that if the Knicks went 4-3 on this little two week road trip, their fans should be ecstatic. They're 1-0 so far. If, 36 hours from now, they're 1-2, there's nothing to worry about. And if they're still undefeated? OK, then you can probably go batty.
This Knicks start has been encouraging, and folks definitely seem to be coming around to the idea that the team is in better shape than in years past -- myself included -- so I'm also hoping there isn't a giant backlash should they struggle on the road against two of the West's better teams. I'm not sure I can emotionally ride such a rollercoaster this early in the season.
Of course, let's hope instead we're dealing with a 7-0- start and a decidedly different problem, like trying to find room for everyone climbing on the bandwagon.

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Chrystal Keller necesitaba un nuevo diseño de logotipo y lanzó un concurso de diseño en 99designs.
Un ganador ha sido elegido entre 165 diseños de 37 diseñadores freelance.
Sweet Peas Floral Designs
My name is Chrystal Keller & I've recently started my own floral design company. I do flowers for weddings & parties. I've been doing this for 12 years now & recently just had a baby girl, so I've chosen to go out on my own. I love what I do- creating beautiful flowers for the special occasions in one's life.
I consider my style to be simple & elegant- not too fussy or busy. I like the "less is more" - clean look in general. I like things modern, but not too funky. I love color as well. I'm hoping to attract classy brides & customers who are hosting high class events. I like to have fun with things. I'm young- 27 so nothing too formal. I want my business & the logo to reflect this.
My target audience is the bridal community- brides/mothers of the bride, event planners/ venues/ caterers. I also want to attract people planning parties & events. My style is more high end- simple & elegants, but fun & modern as well. I'd like to attract customers who appreciate those characteristics in flowers & don't mind paying for that.
I'm new at this, so hopefully this is what you need.
I'm looking for a logo that I can use for my business. I plan to use it on the website we are desigining, as well as business cards. As I mentioned, I like things to simple & elegant, but still fun & contemporary. I am 27, so I'm not looking for something super fancy. I like the idea of incorporating a sweet pea flower in the logo. The flower itself grows on a vine that twists & curls here & there, which you can see if you search it online. I like the idea of a stem of sweet peas in the logo with the vine part curling under like an underline. I am completely open to creative ideas. I'm a firm believer of letting creative professionals do their thing since that's usually when you get the best product. I need the name incorporated, "Sweet Peas Floral Designs"
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One of the S&P 500's big losers for Thursday January 28 was Delphi Automotive Plc (DLPH). The company's stock fell 2.54% to $64.55 on volume of 1.77 million shares.
The stock opened the day at 67.11 and traded between a low of $64.36 and a high of $67.98. The stock finished the day down $1.68 per share. Delphi Automotive Plc has an average daily volume of 2.38 million and a total float of 280.09 million shares. The 50-day SMA for Delphi Automotive Plc is $80.45 and its 200-day SMA is $80.76. The high for the stock over the last 52 weeks is $90.57 and the low is $63.47.
Delphi Automotive PLC is engaged in the manufacturing of vehicle components. The Company's business segments are Electrical/Electronic Architecture, Powertrain Systems, Electronics and Safety and Thermal Systems.
Delphi Automotive Plc is centered in Gillingham, Kent, and has 127,000 employees. Today's trading day leaves the company with a market cap of $18.08 billion. The company has a P/S ratio of n/a, P/B ratio of 7.81, and a 20.7.
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Immigration to the United States after 1945
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Post-1945 immigration to the United States differed fairly dramatically from America's earlier 20th- and 19th-century immigration patterns, most notably in the dramatic rise in numbers of immigrants from Asia. Beginning in the late 19th century, the U.S. government took steps to bar immigration from Asia. The establishment of the national origins quota system in the 1924 Immigration Act narrowed the entryway for eastern and central Europeans, making western Europe the dominant source of immigrants. These policies shaped the racial and ethnic profile of the American population before 1945. Signs of change began to occur during and after World War II. The recruitment of temporary agricultural workers from Mexico led to an influx of Mexicans, and the repeal of Asian exclusion laws opened the door for Asian immigrants. Responding to complex international politics during the Cold War, the United States also formulated a series of refugee policies, admitting refugees from Europe, the western hemisphere, and later Southeast Asia. The movement of people to the United States increased drastically after 1965, when immigration reform ended the national origins quota system. The intricate and intriguing history of U.S. immigration after 1945 thus demonstrates how the United States related to a fast-changing world, its less restrictive immigration policies increasing the fluidity of the American population, with a substantial impact on American identity and domestic policy.
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The region that today constitutes the United States–Mexico borderland has evolved through various systems of occupation over thousands of years. Beginning in time immemorial, the land was used and inhabited by ancient peoples whose cultures we can only understand through the archeological record and the beliefs of their living descendants. Spain, then Mexico and the United States after it, attempted to control the borderlands but failed when confronted with indigenous power, at least until the late 19th century when American capital and police established firm dominance. Since then, borderland residents have often fiercely contested this supremacy at the local level, but the borderland has also, due to the primacy of business, expressed deep harmonies and cooperation between the U.S. and Mexican federal governments. It is a majority minority zone in the United States, populated largely by Mexican Americans. The border is both a porous membrane across which tremendous wealth passes and a territory of interdiction in which noncitizens and smugglers are subject to unusually concentrated police attention. All of this exists within a particularly harsh ecosystem characterized by extreme heat and scarce water.
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In the mid-19th century, the small rural towns of Western Massachusetts supported hundreds of small manufacturing firms across a wide variety of industries, as the partial listing of towns here shows.
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[THIS WEEK] Avoid hefty ticket prices and see Hockney for free, writes James Pallister
Writing in the Guardian earlier this week, Charles Saatchi wondered why more galleries don't dispense with the practice of charging entry for their major exhibitions. Yes, of course you can browse Contemporary Prints from Royal Academy Editions for free, but you want to see the Hockney show, A Bigger Picture? That'll be £15.50, thanks. Fancy seeing some 19th-century art from the permanent collection at Tate Britain, fine. But if you want to see Migrations, that's £6 please.
As a proportion of their income (the rest coming from sponsorship, donations, government – ie taxpayers – and shop revenue), gate receipts are pretty small. Why not do away with them altogether? After all, 20 quid for two tickets to a major show seems a little steep, and what if you've kids who you might want to take round? I'm not quite up to speed with the economics of child-rearing, but I'd happily wager that £40-50 for just the tickets would preclude many families on average incomes taking a regular trip to a gallery.
An unintended consequence of dispensing with ticket sales may be the demise of the 'blockbuster show', and its concomitant heavy PR-ing and blanket press coverage. The current one in London is Hockney's show at the Royal Academy. There's a lot to see in it, some of it fantastic, some of it much less so, and it suffers from a lack of editing, possibly not helped by his status as 'The Greatest Living Painter'. His iPad paintings won't be to everyone's taste. If, like me, you find them too lurid and would prefer to see his earlier work, you would do well to slip down to Christie's auction house in London to see the viewing for the sale, 'Hockney on Paper'. Unlike the Royal Academy's show, it's free to view, so light on the wallet. Bidding may be less so, but for the entry-level Hockney buyer, estimates for the litho print A Rake's Progress and Other Etchings, start at £1,000.
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SACRAMENTO—The Court of Appeal for the Third Appellate District (Sacramento) has announced its intention to destroy the following criminal and civil records in accordance with Rule 10.1028(c) of the California Rules of Court.
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The Spanish Actors Union announced today that actor José Bastida died on August 4th 2012. Bastida was 76. Born in 1936 in Tetouan, Morocco he worked as a supporting and character actor, especially in the 1960s and 1970s and was highlighted in mainstream films. José's first film was "La mano de un hombre muerto" (1962) and he would go on to appear in over 25 films before his final appearance in "Serpiente de mar" (1984). During his 20 year career he appeared in five Euro-westerns: "Rebels in Canada" (1965), "A Fistful of Songs" (1966), "Kitosch, the Man Who Came from the North", "Kill the Wicked" (both 1967) and "White Comanche" (1968). Where he died was not reported.
BASTIDA, José
Born: 1936, Tetouan, Morocco
Died: 8/4/2012
José Bastida's westerns – actor:
Rebels in Canada – 1965 (killer)
A Fistful of Songs – 1966
Kitosch, the Man Who Came from the North – 1967
Kill the Wicked! – 1967
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That is, until this week.
Sapp was elevated to the Jets 53-man roster on Thursday, bringing him to what could potentially be his first NFL snap this Sunday in Seattle in what is now his third year in the league. The difficulties all began his junior year at Clemson when towards the end of the year he had an ACL injury and rushed back from surgery to play his senior season. He was solid that year but his showing at the NFL Combine was rather ordinary and he went undrafted. Sapp nonetheless was taken in the fifth round by the Eagles but he came into the league "not 100 percent." With hindsight he can now say that "I probably should have red-shirted the year after my injury to get healthy." He was still very much plagued by that injury.
He then spent his first year in the league on the Injured Reserve and his second year, the season where the offseason was lost due to the lockout, saw him get hurt and cut again. That's when Sapp became "a true professional."
"I went back to Clemson and focused on training and rehabbing. Trying to get healthy but also trying to get better," Sapp told The Jets Blog. "That's when I really became more of a professional and changed my approach. I saw professionals, great role models like Bryan Thomas and Calvin Pace on the Jets and how they approached things. I had to grow as a man and as a player and I looked to guys like that."
He would see time on the Jets practice squad last year and was briefly elevated to the 53-man roster late in the season. The future was beginning to look bright.
Sapp continued to improve but a high ankle sprain this past summer stunted his development. Another injury, another chance at the 53-man roster squandered. Still, the Jets kept him around and his patience and hard work was rewarded when he was elevated to the team this week.
He's showing signs of being a true professional, including rave reviews from the offensive linemen he battles with in practice.
"Ricky has fought some injuries in training camp and has had some ups and downs. He was on the street and came back with a great attitude. He has done a great job for us on the scout team," defensive coordinator Mike Pettine said. "You can ask [left tackle] Brick [D'Brickashaw Ferguson] and [right guard] Austin Howard. They think he's ready to play. I think they'll agree with it."
His moment is here and Sapp admits that he hasn't yet begun to savor exactly what being in the NFL on a 53-man roster feels like; he's just too focused on making sure he sticks around.
"You think about being in a storm and coming out of it," Sapp said. "That's how I feel. I feel like now, like now is my time."
Kristian R. Dyer covers the Jets for Metro New York and also contributes to Yahoo!Sports. He can be followed for news, insight and snarky comments @KristianRDyer.


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Farmers seize new communication tools to manage the complexity of larger farms.
A new sound can be detected in pickups, tractors and combines across ruralAmerica these days. Attend any field day, auction or farm meeting andyou'll pick up strains of the vaguely familiar tune there, too. Next to thenoise from the radio, the most popular sound rolling from farm equipment isthe tune of a cellular phone.
Increasingly, cell phones have become farmers' method of choice to reachspouses, implement repair shops and even irrigation equipment. Expensivetwo-way radios have become passe. Many farmers are opting for new, sleekercell phones that tuck into shirt pockets and toolboxes.
The farmers' penchant for cell phones comes at a time when the cellularindustry is exploding. In 1993, 10 million people in the U.S. were wirelesscustomers, according to the Cellular Telecommunications IndustryAssociation (CTIA). Today, wireless customers number 78 million.
The technology also has exploded. New phones and handheld computers withwireless Internet and e-mail capabilities are introduced daily. It won't belong until a farmer in a combine will use a cell phone to check markets onthe Internet while the phone receives an e-mail from his daughter incollege asking for more money.
Wireless frontier. The invisible airways that wireless devices use couldwell represent a farmer's next frontier. Farmers will need to conquer wireless technology intheir quest to manage more information and communications from farms thatgrow in size and complexity. Recording information from several thousandacres and communicating with employees and suppliers will require fast,efficient wireless methods.
If people like Bill Knight of Kansas Cellular are right, it shouldn't takemuch for farmers to adapt. "Farmers are so high-tech," he says. "They seizethe technology faster than anyone else because time is money to them. Theyhave to be ahead of the curve. They are adopting the Internet, cellularphones and paging and are utilizing wireless for remote monitoring ofdifferent devices in locations out in the field."
Part-time farmer Robert Plummer of Johnson, KS, is a prime example. He canmonitor his irrigation pivots through his digital cell phone that sits onhis desk. If a pivot stops, the phone is dialed and Plummer can see fromthe caller identification function which pivot is down.
"I can also be 300 to 400 miles away and call a sprinkler to query it," hesays. "I can tell where it is (in the field)." Through the cell phone, hecan change the speed or operation of the pivots.
Plummer works for Teeter Irrigation at Ulysses, KS, where remote irrigationmonitoring systems are sold. An average system costs $1,500 to $2,500. Cellphones have become the way to monitor these systems because many farms mayhave fields more than 30 miles away, well beyond the reach of a two-wayradio.
Another advantage of cell phones is that they can be used to call quicklyfor emergency help. North Dakota farmer Andy Fedje saved his neighbor'slife when he used his cell phone to call for emergency help. His neighborhad fallen off a tractor into a sickle, sustaining life-threateninginjuries. The neighbor survived and Fedje continues to carry his phoneeverywhere.
CTIA reports that one-third of all emergency phone calls are made from cellphones. In a business noted for potential dangers, farmers can benefit fromquick emergency help.
Access limited. In spite of the new products and technologies nowavailable, wireless services in rural America lag behind those in metroareas. A lack of access to digital service and the newer Internet servicesprevents some farmers from trying new products.Many rural areas still depend on the standard analog transmission methodfor wireless phones. Digital service opens the door to the use of personalcommunication service (PCS), which provides services such as caller ID,voice mail and Internet access.
Experts in the wireless industry say rural carriers continue to add digitalservices and many are exploring Internet access. These services may reachfarmers in the next few years.
To get you ready, Farm Industry News approached some of the majorelectronics companies to find out what innovative products are availabletoday and what's coming in the future for rural areas. We've put together asampling of some general new products as well as some productsdesignedjust for farmers.Talk and browse. Bursting from its image as a radio c ompany, Motorola hasleaped into high-tech electronics with a wealth of new cellular phones. Thecompany's latest, the i1000 Plus Phone, establishes it among thefront-runners. This palm-size digital phone includes an Internet browserwith e-mail, a mobile office with fax capabilities, a two-way radio and amessaging service that delivers voice mail or text messages through eitheran audible or vibration alert. Sound incredible? Even the price, $199 fromwww.Nextel.com, seems unbelievable. But hold on. Motorola hopes to packeven more into future phones as it works on the next generation with videocapabilities.
Unfortunately, most of rural America won't be able to fully use the i1000Plus Phone until wireless Internet services arrive. In that case, Motorolahas many other wireless options for both digital and analog phones. Formore information, contact Motorola, Dept. FIN, 1303 E. Algonquin Rd.,Schaumburg, IL 60196, 800/331-6456, www.motorola.com.
Palm computing. Palm-size devices are the hottest thing since laptops andare completely within the realm of even financially strapped farmers.Pioneering the small devices is Palm Computing. The company recently added to its line the Palm VII that accesses the Internet through wireless technology.But because only 260 metro areas will be able to use this technology by the end of the year, farmers may want to look at the Palm IIIe, without Internetcapabilities, introduced this summer.
The Palm IIIe is used with a personal computer and replaces your laptop.Information in the field is captured on the palm device and thensynchronized (or downloaded) into the computer through a cradle.Information may be captured by keying in or through a "pen" used on thescreen.
All palm-size devices come with basic programs and functions such as acalendar, date book, memo pad and to-do lists. But users can pick fromcatalogs or Web sites offering other programs like Quicken to load on thedevices. You also can purchase attachments like a modem, keyboard and GPSmonitor to increase Palm IIIe's capabilities.
The construction of the Palm IIIe is sturdier than that of earlier models,making it more reliable for farm work. And at $229 it is the lowest-pricedpalm device that the company offers. For more information, contact PalmComputing Inc., Dept. FIN, 5400 Bayfront Plaza, Santa Clara, CA 95052,408/326-9000, www.palm.com.
Dial and compute. If you need a palm organizer with a cell phone, Qualcomhas just what you want. In a deal with Palm Computing, the companydeveloped the pdQ Smartphone, which combines a Palm III organizer with acell phone. And for you folks in rural areas, the phone will come in analogand digital. The new Smartphone should be commercially available this fallfor a retail price of from $600 to $900, depending on the carrier. Like thepalm devices, the pdQ can be put into a cradle to synchronize your computerwith any information entered into it.
For the less adventurous, Qualcom offers the new QCP-860 Thin Phone forboth digital and analog service. A new built-in battery makes this phoneboth thin (__2/3 in.) and lightweight (4 oz.). The battery supports 2_1/2hrs. of talk and 3 to 4 days of standby time. An external battery may beclipped on, even during a conversation, to support 10 hrs. of talk and 8days of standby time. This thin phone sells for $80 to $150, depending onthe carrier. For more information, contact Qualcom, Dept. FIN, 6455 LuskBlvd., San Diego, CA 92121, 619/587-1121, www.qualcomm.com.
Finnish technology. Believe it or not, the popular Nokia brand cell phonedoes not come from Japan, but from Finland. This hot company and productline dominate the European market where cell phone usage well exceeds thatin the U.S. And you can join them. A look at the company's Web site showsthat Nokia products are available for most rural U.S. wireless carriers.
One of the newest lines is Nokia's 6100 series. This sleek digital phonewith PCS extends its coverage to analog cellular systems. This lineincludes a phone directory for about 200 names and numbers, an alarm clock,calendar, calculator, games and an internal modem for PC data/faxapplications. A couple of models offer a silent vibration alert to use whenyou're out in public and you don't want the phone to ring. Price range: $59to $149, depending on model and service carrier.
Nokia's Web site lets you check what phone models are compatible withdifferent cellular service providers. For more information, contact Nokia,Dept. FIN, 6200 Courtney Campbell Causeway, Suite 900, Tampa, FL 33607,888/665-4228, www.nokia.com.
There's more. If some of these new products capture your fancy, you maywant to check out the many other companies that offer a selection ofcellular products. Contact your local cellular service providers for phonesor other products that work with your plan.
If you want to try some of the new digital technology but don't know how orwhere to start, here's some help:
*WOW-com.com. Roughly 300 wireless service providers in the U.S. belong tothe Cellular Telecommuni-cations Industry Association (CTIA). The group'sWeb site gives consumer advice on choosing a phone and a service. It alsoanswers questions about other concerns, such as whether cell phone useinterferes with pacemaker performance.
*TRAC.org. A consumer group called the Telecommunications Research &Action Center (TRAC) is devoted to helping consumers make informeddecisions about the telecommunications business. Consumer reports and issueguides are available. Contact TRAC, Dept. FIN, Box 27279, Washington, DC20005, 202/263-2950.
Todd Peterson, manager of emerging technologies for Pioneer Hi-BredInternational, offers other pointers. He believes farmers should tryexperimenting with a few new technologies just to feel more comfortablewith wireless electronics.
Make an Internet purchase. If you have a computer, get on the Internet."It's a source of information that farmers must get used to," Petersonexplains. However, you don't have to go far on the Internet to get someexperience.
"Make some travel reservations. Or buy a book from Amazon.com or clothesfrom LandsEnd.com. Just try doing business over the Internet. You dip yourtoes in these things and it leads to more understanding. Otherwise...you'renot a part of this technology."
Try GPS. "I think every farmer should have experience with a GPS receiver,"Peterson says. "Go buy a $100 to $250 model from Wal-Mart for personal useif nothing else. But start getting used to that technology."
Today's GPS models are vastly cheaper and more user-friendly than the firstones introduced in 1992. Peterson recalls that those receivers cost $20,000and were "user vicious."
Use a yield monitor. Peterson works extensively with precision farming andadvocates yield monitors. He says farmers need to try technologies, such asa monitor, that provide information for decision making. Try other aids,such as a computer program, to help determine herbicide needs. Petersonbelieves that someone will develop a complete computer program for makingdecisions about crops. And, he says, if a farmer is not familiar with thebasics of the technology, "it will be too close to magic to believe."


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Yesterday a man approached me about a game. It would be fun, he promised. He would show me that my reluctance was misplaced, and perhaps, even a bit childish. I am not a man for games; I simply do not have the time. There are much better ways to pass the day, and the thought of dragging metal toys across a slab of fold out cardboard nauseates me.
"You win," I told him. I was even willing to kick in a few bucks just so he would leave me alone.
"It's one of a kind," he promised.
Cognizant of the eyes upon me, I relented, and took a seat opposite him. Since I was new in town, I did not want to make myself out to be more of a prick than was already suspected, so I entertained the old geezer and his endless prattle.
"I could be home right now," I thought to myself as we took turns dividing up our armies and placing them on the board. When not composing I can be found pouring over my archives, or acquiring a new skill. The thought of playing a board game was absurd at best, yet here I found myself.
My mind wandered from the game at hand to the sandy white beaches of my vacation home in Napili. I had made an investment years ago for a condo overlooking the ocean for the astronomical price of $195,000 in the late '80s. I had only purchased it because I knew I could rent it out the other fifty weeks of the year while I was away. After the first six months the condo began paying for itself and providing extra cash for my annual visit. Twelve years later property values skyrocketed and my humble two-bedroom two-bath condo with lanai peaked at $1.2 million.
I had not planned on selling the unit until a gentleman approached me much like this balding, old prune. Determined to wait it out, I could not wait until the property value soared past two million.
"How long will that be? Another ten years?" he asked. "Surges like this are rare. It won't be long before the market corrects itself and inflation cuts your profits in half."
"But I have a place to live, in case something happens," I argued.
"In an expensive location with few jobs," he replied. "You seem like a smart guy. No doubt you've already paid it off."
"Actually, I purchased it outright," I corrected.
"So why are you concerned about the free vacation that comes with your investment property? If you were to cash in, and put the money in the bank, you could retire right now."
"Sorry, what was that?" I shook my head.
"Which will it be?" The old man replied. "I'll take the old shoe. Worn down by the passage of time, so many miles I have treaded in it, and so many more to go. Always useful and reliable, this old shoe. The name's Travis, Travis Shoemaker." He picked up the silver trinket and smiled.
Certainly I could pick one out if I were so inclined, but with my attention waning, and frustration painting a red cast to my face, I had to force myself to swallow my words and shake off my wretched demeanor. "The lightening bolt." I pointed. "Seems to suit me well, Mr. Shoemaker."
"All right, you go first." He took a sip of coffee.
I rolled the dice, and moved the silver bolt along the outer band of squares. The interior featured fictitious landmasses that we had already divided up and fortified. I drew a card, and it read: "Transfer up to 5 units between any territories." Alarmed at the burgeoning mass on my southern border, I decided to move my forces there. He chuckled, attacked my weakened frontier, rolled the dice, and then attacked again. The crusty old bastard was determined to teach me a lesson or two about stratagem, clever inroads that he was sure I had not traveled.
But if had known me, he would not have invited me to his table. When provoked, I am ruthless and unscrupulous. A wolf among sheep, always poised to strike. This is how I carved out my niche in the world: when backed into a corner, sometimes the best way out is through the corner. And if he wanted to place a wager on his boasts, I would gladly take his money, rip out his heart, and toss it into the fire along with his petty game. "You shouldn't play games," I warned.
"Life's a game. You just didn't realize that you were a player." The gray-haired man with a neatly-trimmed goatee and pineapple shirt smiled. "I'll write you a check now, and you can have the money free and clear. You can buy yourself another home back in the states, perhaps a four-bedroom house overlooking the ocean. You'll still have enough money from the remaining balance to go on vacations for the rest of your life."
I scratched my chin. "Or I could do nothing and continue accumulating wealth."
"And continue working." The old man shook his head. "What is it worth to you? How much do you clear each month? $1,000? At the most, $3,000?"
"Less than $3,000," I replied. In fact, it was much less.
"What if I gave you the next ten years of profit right here and now? The sum of $360,000 can be withdrawn from a bank in Lahaina, broken up as you see fit, and added to your luggage as an extra carry-on. Tax-free. No one would have to know about it, just you and I. This, on top of the $1.2 million."
I remembered the sound of waves crashing against the rocks below, and how I could barely breathe. "Why are you doing this? Why me?" I managed.
"Sorry?" Travis adjusted his glasses, and polished off his cup of coffee.
"Why me? The other patrons hang around and play all day." I spied a pair of men playing a game of chess a few tables over. "They're the experts, not me."
"I am an inventor at heart. This is what I live for; I just haven't been able to make a living at it yet. I love challenges, so I decided to design a board game this time round, and need feedback that is objective and untainted. The men that frequent these coffee shops are already locked into a particular mindset: predictable rules, wealth that is easily accumulated and maintained, the ability to dominate their peers…never concerned about acquiring insight or unique experiences when sitting down to play, where cooperation can breed surprising results. Every time I've asked for their help, they keep trying to get me to change my system to mirror their favorites. They are miraculously dim and unimaginative; besides, no one wants another knock off.
"I guess that's the trouble with asking an expert. Familiarity stifles the adventurous spirit. They bemoan how the game is played, not judging it on its own merits, and grumbling when I do not heed their advice." He gestured to a waitress to bring more coffee. "I'd rather an unbiased novice with a clear perspective who reacts genuinely so that I can see the flaws in the design."
"Listen, I don't mean to offend you, but I really just came for the coffee." I slid my untouched cup aside.
"Bear with me a moment longer, I promise that it will be worthwhile."
I stood there for a long moment, gazing at the neighboring island of Molokai, a short distance away. Surely if I sold off the condo I would never return. But the old man was right. What business did I have investing in such a venture where taxes and inflation were skyrocketing? A fool I was to think that I could find comfort in an economy where the cheapest burger was a dollar more than what I could purchase on the mainland, the local supermarkets included. Certainly I am a man of the islands; isolation doesn't bother me in the least because there is no one left to be isolated from.
I could not believe how quickly the idea seized my imagination. Retire now: two words I would have never considered, especially at this stage of my life. I could take the money, board a plane, and start my new life immediately. Of course, what fun would it be without haggling?
"Then take her, she's yours. Let me go inside and grab my things," I said, watching a grin creep onto the old man's face. "There's just one condition."
"Name it." He could not hold back the smile any longer.
"Carrying a suitcase full of cash through airport security isn't the brightest idea. It will arouse suspicion if not declared, and they might consider it drug money, locking it up in their evidence room, and forcing me through a long, protracted process to get it back."
"So what do you have in mind?" He squirmed, sensing the wheels were just about to fall off the deal.
"Fly with me to LAX, and withdrawal the money there. That way I can drive away with the money 'free and clear,' just as you said. Though I live in Connecticut, I will not trouble you to make the journey. Surely you'll want to get back to your new property immediately," I said.
"That would be nice." He scratched the stubble on his chin.
"All I ask is that you pay for my rental car. Besides the Northeast, I haven't seen much of the U.S., and since I'll be retired tomorrow, it would be a good time to catch up."
"I can do better than that. I'll buy you a car. And judging by how well you've taken care of your condo, it'll be the last car you'll ever need. Deal?" He held out his hand.
"Deal." I nodded my head, not wanting to touch his sweaty palm.
"Great." Mr. Shoemaker sat back in his chair. "Your move. You can either roll the dice or pick up a card."
I sat there a moment, marveling at the mountain of good luck that had befallen me over the past few days: meeting the entrepreneur in Maui, retiring the very next day, and purposefully getting myself lost as I made my way through El Paso, then up to Dallas and eastward to this funny little town called Mena. Finally I realized that it was time to stop relying on chance, so I avoided the dice, and I picked up a card instead.
I looked at it and choked. "Is this some kind of joke?" I showed the old man.
"What? What's wrong?" Travis sat up.
"'You just sold your vacation home in Maui for a loss?' How did you know that I had a home in Maui?" I snapped.
"I have no idea what you're talking about." He threw up his hands. "If you don't like what it says, pick another."
"No, that's it. I'm done." I stood. I slammed down the coffee in one gulp, and wiped the corners of my mouth with my napkin. "This should cover it." I whipped out a hundred dollar bill, and tucked it between the salt and pepper shakers. Although it pained me to overpay a hundred times over, it was the smallest bill that I had. And I needed to get out of there as soon as possible before he began prodding me for more information. He seemed to have a knack for it, I had already disclosed more than intended. "Have a nice day." I walked towards the door.
"Must have been the badge." The old man grumbled behind me.
I glanced back, catching sight of the Travis' shield as he tossed it onto the table. I had no reason to get excited; it wasn't as if I had a dead body in the trunk of my car. Nonetheless, I found myself scampering towards the front door, afraid that the next thing I would see was the barrel of his gun.
I approached the door just as a family came in. Under normal circumstances I would have displayed more tact and let them pass first; but since I was in such a hurry, I pushed my way through them, an act that I would later regret. I paid their puzzled looks no heed as I got into my Jeep Grand Cherokee, and threw it into gear.
"Get me out of this hell hole." I mumbled to myself, but God had other plans for me.


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Being HIV + is colitis a common among us. HIV brings on colitis?
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HIV infects the gut mucosa and even with effective treatment the gut may not return to normal. Some patients may have persistent forms of colitis and/or be more sensitive to other triggers for colitis (such as lactose or gluten sensitivity). Colitis is fairly common in the general population so can be tough to know with certainty if the HIV is a major factor in many situation. KH
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Cabo Melamine Dinnerware, Set of 4 - Red
- Overview
Earthenware designs take on new life in our unbreakable melamine dinner pieces.
- Made of melamine with a colorful decal.
- Top-rack dishwasher-safe.
- Set of 4.
- Dimensions & Care
- Plate: 9" diameter
- Bowl: 6.5" diameter, 3" high
- Capacity: 23 ounces
- Top-rack dishwasher-safe.
- Shipping & Returns
UPS can deliver most in-stock items within 3-5 business days.
Next Day Delivery and Processing
We can arrange for next day delivery to most destinations within the contiguous 48 states, for an extra charge of $26.00 per address. If we receive your order by 6pm PT Monday through Friday, you'll receive your order the next business day; orders placed on Friday after 6pm PT through Sunday will arrive on Tuesday. Note: Next Day Delivery service is not available for some oversized items, White Glove Delivery, out of stock items, personalized items or for items shipped directly from the manufacturer.
Select oversized items have an additional delivery and processing surcharge; this charge is listed below the item price.
View the complete Shipping and Delivery Information page.
You can return eligible item(s) within 30 days of receiving an order or 7 days for Quick Ship upholstery items for a refund of the merchandise value. An original receipt or gift receipt is required. Monogrammed items and Made to Order furniture or rugs are not eligible for returns. Review the full list of ineligible items and our refund policy below before starting the process.
Easy Ways to Return:
- Stores - You can return most non-furniture items to your local Pottery Barn store for free.
- Bring to UPS Location (under 70 lbs) – See our full Easy Returns Policy to start the process.
Ineligible Items
Items non-eligible for returns or exchanges:
- Monogrammed items
- Mattresses
- Gift cards
- Made to Order items, including custom rugs and furniture
- Final sale items (with prices ending in $.X7 or $.X9)
- Items damaged through normal wear and tear
Questions? See our full Easy Returns Policy.


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In the later part of 1982, two individuals known as Steve Jackson and Ian Livingstone finished a project known as The Magic Quest that they had begun in August of that year. The project was an adventure gamebook, a fantasy story with a difference. In The Magic Quest the reader actually decided what happened next. After a long introduction to set the scene, the reader would become a main character and player in the adventure, given options as to which way to progress within the story. An additional element in the adventure book idea was the use of six-sided dice, an exciting new feature that contributed to its phenomenon success.
Before a story or adventure could begin, the reader or 'player' had to determine the main character's abilities, in preperation for encounters with deadly enemies or dangerous scenarios. These abilities were generated through the use of the dice (or D6 as they are commonly known in role-playing quarters) and were Skill, Stamina and Luck. With the use of a basic and easy-to-follow combat system (using the D6), along with the character stats, a player could face dangerous tasks and fight battles with the outcome of possible success or failure dependant on the role of a dice. Upon the book's completion and after an endless debate, the original working title of The Magic Quest was dropped and a new title reached through compromise. On the day the completed book was finally handed in, The Warlock of Firetop Mountain was born, and with it the beginnings of the Fighting Fantasy game and legacy. The book holds a unique place in the annals of Fighting Fantasy. As well as being first in the series, it introduced a legion of fans to the excitement of Gamebooks and went on to become an international bestseller.
Book Description: The object of this first Fighting Fantasy adventure is to traverse the Firetop Mountain, a vast highland outcrop on the eastern reaches of the Pagan Plains and north western reaches of the Moonstone Hills. Within the mountain is the evil Warlock Zagor, a ruthless and powerful sorcerer who rules over the region with his chaotic legions of orcs, goblins and trolls.
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Did Whitney Houston Have an Affair With Michael Jackson?
File this one under rumors we're taking with a huge grain of salt. The same guy who claims to be the biological father of Blanket now claims that Michael Jackson and Whitney Houston were once romantically involved.
Radar Online reports that Matt Fiddes spoke to The Sun about the two fallen pop legends' love connection. "Whitney practically moved in to Michael's ranch and they had a fling like any other young couple," Fiddes said. "But Michael said later he had always hoped the relationship had gone further, and I know he dreamed of marrying her."
Unfortunately for MJ, the relationship apparently only lasted two weeks, likely due to the demons that plagued both superstars. "They were both a mess, to be honest," Fiddes said. He claims they reunited briefly at a 2001 concert honoring Jackson. "They shared what would be their final hugs and Michael begged Whitney to get off the drugs that were destroying her life," Fiddes said. "The two of them whispered that they loved each other as they hugged. The emotion was written all over their faces."
Part of why we're not sure what to believe? Houston was also reportedly linked to Jackson's brother Jermaine, with sources claiming that Michael was one of very few who knew about their relationship. We're not sure how that sitch could get any more awkward!


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Student throws impossible shot, gets class out of test
A student has become the class hero after getting his fellow classmates out of a test with one spectacular, impossible throw.
The lecturer at Ohio State University was demonstrating electron energy levels with a ball representing the electron, a student who was in the class on the lower floor explained on Reddit.
"He threw the ball up there [to the upper mezzanine level] at the beginning of lecture, and then talked for a bit. I think most people forgot about it until he told the person to throw it in the trashcan."
S/o to Benny for making this shot and getting the entire lecture an automatic 100 on our first ochem quiz pic.twitter.com/nmYJ34DjdM— rachel brown ✧・゚: * (@yo_rochelle) September 2, 2016
This is where a deal was apparently made.
It was originally reported that Vinny Forte (not Benny, as the tweet suggests), made the paper toss from the mezzanine level, guaranteeing everyone in attendance a perfect score on their first quiz.
However, the deal was clarified later on Reddit.
"The actual promise was that there would be no quiz, expecting that the shot would miss. Instead, he decided that we still had to take it, but it was based on participation."
After hearing what was at stake, the person who was originally supposed to take the shot immediately handed the ball to Mr Forte.
"The hype and applause that followed was unreal," they said.
- with HuffPo