4.3000168 **TOTALLY REAL RAW DIALOGUE** directly from the ship (data not AI corrected for regional accents).
Signal Coordinates Noted: Somewhere near an offleash dogpark. North of 60. Deep behind enemy territory. Land of the Drake. Dominion of Canada. Earth Distortion Field Timestamp 20260701
Commander: "Okay, finally, signal's through. Beam him up Scotty. He's ready."
(sounds of bleep, bleep, whirrr....)
Scotty: "Oh, aye. I dinnae ken what we're waitin for. Finally, bringing da wayward lad home."
(final LONG bleep)
Commander: "Wait!"
Scotty: Ye kiddin' me. Up tae high doh. (inaudible muttering). A nod’s as guid as a wink tae a blind horse... (clear voice) I be startin' Sequence "A": Quantum Portal Octopus Mechanical Bridge Activation. Dematerialization risk 20%. Override authorization required." (more inaudible muttering)
Commander: "Authorization Granted. Make it fast. He's given away the coordinates of the pick up location again."
Scotty: "Agin? Oh, Aye". (background noises, ruffling, a chair rattling). Awa’ an bile yer heid. Dinat he learndt his lesson?" (Calling out to the crew) Hop to it laddies, new coordin'ates, course correction. Wipe it. Reprogram it agin.
(background voices heard) "WTF?" "He's aff his heid?" "AGAIN? Who trained this guy?" "Commander did, he's his guy." "Can't we just leave him? What an eejit."
Commander: "Ahem. Scotty, the full microphone is on still".
Scotty: (Awkward silence). "Och aye. Static here Sir. Sequence deactivated. Dematerialization minimal. The lad will have a headache fer a few days is all. Newt too much harm done this time. We'll get 'im next round, eh?"