Captain Montgomery Scott

Scotch and plenty of it as well as other assorted alcoholic beverages...

Sailing me boat on the peaceful lakes at the Norpin Colony, but no, I had to spend the next seventy-five years in a transporter buffer!

Aye sir! Cloak engaged! We're goin' home!

Och, wouldya look at that handsome devil!

Aye, I've got them packed in here enough already! Security is tryin to get them out as fast as possible, but soon we're gonna have a major traffic jam!

Energizing now!

Well, minus the cloak until we finish beaming yer asses...

Here we go, beginning continuous transport...NOW!

*he started his program in and engaged the transporter*

Stand by!

Thank ye Sir, lemme know when we're in position!

I'll do the best I can Sir, even if I have reach out and grab 'em meself!

Maybe, if we can dive into th atmosphere and use the planet's magnetic poles to hide our signature it just might give me enough time to beam them out!

Aye, good luck with that, I'll be in the transport room...

*he quickly ducked through the door and left*

Dinna thank me yet, Sir...thank me if and when we survive this...

Aye Sir! Good luck....

*he finished keying in the sequence and moved toward the rear door*

Okay, then I best be leavin' for the transporter room...

You're welcome Sir, almost got er rigged for continuous beaming...

Aye Sir! Just wait until I'm down in the transporter room before ya do...

Aye Sir, just give the word...

Okay Sir, I'll get right on it!

*he dropped into what remained of the engineering console and readied the Defiant's small transporter*

Okay Sir, should I prepare the transporter?

So...What should we do...?

Well, he's gonna be out for some time, but this is a small ship so we canna take much if we do....

Yeah, especially since his brother was on Qo'noS...Ya think we should go back an find out if he's still alive...?

Aye, tis sad, but at least most of them including that nice lad La Forge weren't on it when it happened, but...tis still not easy...

Hah! And how ironic it is me here workin' for you, lad...

Aye, I hear ya laddie...

Right, and if can't, I'll see ya at our court martial...

Aye, the wee lad canna take losin' his daddy as well, you made the right choice and I'll testify to it.

Right Sir, I'd prefer to keep fighting meself! I haven't survived seventy plus years in a transporter buffer just to die like this!

Nah, he sure'll be inna fit over this...