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STAR TREK: THE CROUTON GENERATION
SEASON TWO
Episode #58 "Dreams"
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From: s892024@minyos.xx.rmit.OZ.AU (Richard A. Muirden)
Subject: comming soon to junk...
Date: Fri, 23 Nov 90 12:19:38 EDT
Comming soon (monday our time) to junk...
Star Trek: The Cruton Generation....
"Dreams"
When the crew of the Melbourne start to have strange dreams about their
Captain the ship is threatened from it's very crew! Captain Muirden alone
must fight the strange wave of insanity aboard his ship and to keep
his personal honor as the crew fights to stay awake...
[ Another in the "Flirting with Danger" series of ST:TCG ]
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From: s892024@minyos.xx.rmit.OZ.AU (Richard A. Muirden)
Subject: ST:TCG: "Dreams" (LONG!)
Date: Mon, 26 Nov 90 11:17:46 EDT
Captain's Log, Stardate 101791.5: The Melbourne has just moved
into a new sector of LMC space several parsecs out from LMC
Starbase 1 on mapping assignment. All is going well.
In the Captain's Ready Room, Captain Muirden and Commander
Carter are sitting and talking...
Carter: Now don't you think your new Yeoman is pretty cute?
Muirden: Well.. um.. er.. you know a Captain can't have that sort
of relationship with anyone in the crew... anyway I've
seen you look at her...
Carter: Ahh but she has the door code to your quarters-
Muirden: For WORK only remember---
Carter: That's what the rule book says... Well if you can't be
with the crew, what about the Chief Engineer of the
_Crutonprize_ ? She's an officer and I hear she's rather
nice... or their Science officer, Ensign Parker, or
perhaps the _Chivalier_'s Communications officer Kerry
Hoke .... How about the Captain of the _Heisenberg_ - you
can't bring rank into it there ... ?
Muirden: Enough please Bill. You wouldn't believe what happened
with the last woman I met...
Carter: Maybe not, but I can sure tell it would be a blast!
Muirden: hrmph, how is it that you know all these eligible
females?
Carter: I've been in Starfleet quite some time...
* * *
Meanwhile in Counselor FurBall's office, Young Yeoman Made-
line Tappas sits across from the Sivoan...
FurBall: What can I do for you yeoman?
Tappas: Well sir, it's ... well ... personal ... hard to talk
about ... it's to do with the Captain.
FurBall: You can tell me, I keep everything fully confidential -
even from the Captain.
Tappas: Well ... it's these dreams ...
FurBall: About... the Captain ?
Tappas: (shyly) um.. yes.
FurBall: Well it doesn't surprise me, he *is* your Captain and
you *are* his yeoman. Seems normal to me - what is it
about your dreams that you are feeling uncomftable
about?
Tappas: Well they just started happening, last night. And I've
been his yeoman for several months now and I haven't
been attracted to him like that - he is nice - but he
is my superior officer - it wouldn't look good...
anyway I had a series of dreams last night where we
were ... intimate ... and he really loved me - and it
was *so* real!
[she smiles a wicked smile to which the counselor curls her tail
in amusement and understanding]
FurBall: Well dreams are like that... Do you feel bad having
theese dreams?
Tappas: No, but... well... it isn't right... and I don't feel
about him that way at all...
FurBall: Well it sounds like nothing... I bet it will pass. But
if you're still worried about it you're welcome to come
and see me again. I can understand that you might feel
a little anxious working with him today but just try
to remember that it was only a dream.
Tappas: Yes sir... and thank you.
FurBall: That's what I'm paid for...
* * *
The next morning, on the bridge Commander Carter enters the
bridge...
Muirden: Bill, have a good night's sleep?
Carter: Well... actually funny you should ask!
Muirden: Why? Something bothering you?
Carter: No it's not serious - it's just that last night I had
the strangest dream... You were married to your
yeoman... and the LMC Commander-
Muirden: Admiral Avenger?
Carter: Yes - he was a "Fleet Admiral" - whatever that is.
Muirden: oh, a Fleet Admiral was an old terran naval rank used
during wartime - superior to Admiral. I think they
used to have 5 stars... and what was that you said -
I was married to my yeoman??
Carter: Yes sir! And you sure seemed to be enjoying yourself...
Muirden: Remember you were talking about her yesterday - are
you sure your fantasies aren't getting mixed up?
Carter: Not at all sir - and this was so real...
Muirden: You know that I couldn't be married to her and still
serve as Captain of the Melbourne.
Carter: But you weren't... you were a Commodore - commanding
Starbase 74.
Muirden: A paper job! never - you have some strange dreams!
Maybe you should get to work before I hear what
YOU were doing for a living! [chuckles]
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Star Trek: The Cruton Generation
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"Dreams"
Introducing:
FurBall to-Ennien as Counselor FurBall
Written By:
Richard Muirden mail: s892024@minyos.xx.rmit.OZ.AU
Title Theme Music by:
James "repeater" Horner
Music by:
Jerry Goldsmith
Directed By:
Susan Parker, Kerry Hoke, Adrienne Kantor and
Katherine Bryant (flirt, flirt!)
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Captain's Log, Stardate 101792.0: We are continuing our survey of
this sector of space. Mapping continues on schedule.
Captain's Personal Log, Stardate 101792.0: The cruise has been
uneventful and rather dull to say the least. I feel the boredom
is starting to affect my First Officer who reports in each morn-
ing having had dreams about me, and each night the dreams get
more bizzare - tonight, no doubt, I'll be a Orion slave girl
trader! I have resisted asking him to see counselor FurBall
because it really is none of my business, however something about
this worries me - I feel that it isn't normal. To make matters
even worse, my yeoman has been behaving rather strangely towards
me. Perhaps the stress is getting to her as well... Actually,
come to think of it quite a few of the crew have been acting...
strangely lately... maybe I should see the counselor.
In the Captain's quarters all is quiet. At the work desk
sits Yeoman Tappas working on the ship's inventory, while the
Captain is dozing on his bed...
Suddenly, the Captain is awoken by urgent hands pulling at
him. He springs up to find his Yeoman, with a rather disheveled
appearance, at the side of the bed. Her forehead is covered with
sweat and when she speaks her voice is husky and low...
Tappas: I must... have you... you... me... now!
Muirden: What is all this about?
Tappas: Us... married... together... love... me... NOW!!
Muirden: Now, what the hell is going on? What joke is this?
Tappas: [reaching to kiss her Captain] no... joke.. love!
Muirden: Whoa-! Have you been spending time with Commander Carter
again? This is mighty strange....
Tappas: ummmmm........
Muirden: [tapping communicator] Medical alert! Dr. Feelgood and
counselor FurBall to my quarters on the double!
Pushing his husky yeoman away, Muirden scrambles in to his
office, turning on the lights. He moves behind his desk so that
it is between him and Tappas.
Tappas: No... we... love... me...
She neatly jumps over the desk and moves in on Muirden, he
roughly shoves her asside and moves away from her again...
Muirden: You're sure determined to have me... and I don't want to
hurt you!
At that moment, the doors open and Dr. Feelgood and the
counselor run in.
Muirden: Quick! Restrain her! Knock her out!! She's gone crazy!
The doctor runs to the panting yeoman and attempts to place
a hypo to her shoulder however the yeoman pushes past her and
moves in on her target again. At this point, FurBall sticks out
her long tail and trips Tappas up allowing the doctor to apply
her hypo. The yeoman slips to the floor.
Feelgood: What was that all about? She was all over you!
Muirden: I don't know... She was working there and I was asleep
and the next thing I knew she was at my throat trying
to make love to me!
Feelgood: Well there's no rules against romance... even if it's
not done in the right way...
Muirden: I know... but she was talking about marraige and she
seemed to be... possessed. Also Commander Carter says
he has been having dreams about me being married to
her.
FurBall: And you think they could be related in some way?
Muirden: I don't know... but I'd like you to look into it if you
could.
FurBall: Captain... I guess it wont harm her to tell you that
Yeoman Tappas came to see me the other day... about
dreams she has been having about you. And that's just
the start! I've had crew seeing me for the last couple
of days... all having strange dreams - about you - and
you alone.... I think this is getting serious.
Muirden: Yes. Strange that I should be the center of their
attentions. I've been feeling fine.
Feelgood: Well we could run VidScans on volunteers to see
what they have been dreaming about...
Muirden: Good idea. See to it. Please report your findings to
me ASAP. And make a special case of her [points to
the prone Tappas]
Feelgood+FurBall: Aye sir!
* * *
Captain's Log, Stardate: 101792.8: A strange wave of dreams about
me seems to be overtaking the crew. I'm unsure as to how danger-
ous this is but I have but the medical department and counselor
FurBall onto it. I have also briefed my First officer and
Science officer about the situation. I have called a meeting of
department heads to discuss the situation.
Carter: Hey I'm real worried about this... I mean what are we
going to do about this? What's causing it? Why? I can't
stand it!
Muirden: Hey! Cool it mate! At least they're not dreaming about
you! I feel like a wired kind of movie star...
Carter: Yeah, but *I'm* having the dreams
FurBall: Along with about three quarters of the crew Commander.
Carter: yeah, right. [sinks back into his chair]
Muirden: Well, Bill has a point. What are we going to do? Do
we have any theories as to why this is happening?
Fox: The lab theorizes some form of mass hallucination that
manifests itself in the form of dreams and nightmares.
Muirden: How? Why?
Fox: Unknown. We cannot rule out the possibility that this is
engineered by an alien source - purpose unknown.
Muirden: How about sensor readings about the area?
Fox: We have been monitoring these as part of our mapping
assignment. The computer reports nothing unusual. But we
must remember that the computer is using data gained from
the _Crutonprize_ and the other ships that have been out
here. This is not our home space, and there could be as yet
unknown dangers out there...
Muirden: I... see. Does anyone else have anything to add?
FurBall: Yes sir. I have been interviewing crew who have come to
me. The puzzling thing is that all the dreams are about
you. Also it's only affecting about 75% of the crew
which I find strange.
Muirden: Well I'd like you to go through the records and see if
there's anything they share. Oh and include me in that
search. If the dreams are about me then I must be linked
in some way.
FurBall: This will take some time sir.
Muirden: We need to get to the bottom of this, it's unsettling
and I'd like it cleared up.
Carter: I agree.
Muirden: Well, if that's all...
Feelgood: One moment, Captain.
Muirden: Yes? What is it doctor?
Feelgood: How many people in this room, apart from Commander
Carter have been having dreams about the Captain?
three of the seven people in the room raise their hands: Lt. Com-
mander Georgie, the chief engineer, Lt. JG Grunto the security
chief, and Lt. Fox the science officer.
Feelgood: Right, Mr. Fox, would you mind telling us the nature of
your dreams?
Muirden: I don't understand-
Feelgood: Quiet... I have a hunch...
Fox: Well I have been dreaming that the Captain and his wife were
in an, ahem, um... nudist colony...
Muirden: Well I never... !
Feelgood: shhhhh Richard... and keep calm.
Muirden: Easy for you to say... !
Feelgood: Now David, did you recognize his wife?
Fox: Yes.. it was his yeoman, Madeline...
Feelgood: Thank you... and you, Mister Grunto.. what did you
dream?
Grunto: Well there was this guy, see, and he was all burned, see
and he had knives for fingernails and his name was Freddy
oh... oops... wrong dream .... I had a dream that the
Captain, and his yeoman, were married with children and
they would travel around the starbases and perform ...
shows... reenacting the old 20th century television
series, _The Wonder Years_ ... see?
Georgie: What a strange life you live in dreamland, Captain!
Muirden: Indeed. Indeed. Doctor.. what is the purpose behind
this?
Feelgood: Don't you see... it's not just you Captain, it's your
yeoman as well that this is all about.
Muirden: Hmm... FurBall, you'd better include my yeoman in your
records search. Anything else people? OK thanks. Let's
get to work.
* * *
Captain's Log, Stardate: 101793.2: The dreaming problem is now
out of control. Crew have started behaving most strangely and are
being disruptive. As each case is being reported I am having then
examined by medical personnel and confined to quarters. However
this is leaving the ship undermanned. Almost the perfect time for
an attack. Thus I am keeping crew on the sensors at all times.
Meanwhile we have still no clue as to why all this is happening.
Carter: Do you know someone painted the word "Flirt" on the
shuttlecraft _Emu_ ? Kind of a bizarre name for a
shuttle! And that's not all... The computer will
only respond to the name "Casanova" !
Muirden: You can't be serious... don't tell me the computer has
gone crazy as well?!
Carter: No, I think it was done by the system administrator -
before she went berserk and ran to your quarters...
naked! And as for what the Shapely con officer did
with herself - !
Muirden: Why do I feel there is an alarming trend here...
Carter: How do you mean... this whole thing's got me spooooo...
Suddenly the Commander is overcome by a spasm, he stands bolt
upright and runs out of the Captain's quarters...
Muirden: oh my god.... Computer, where is Commander Carter
headed? Computer? ... COMPUTER? oh, s***! Casanova?
Casanova: Yes... dear?
Muirden: oh, brother! Where is Commander Carter headed?
Casanova: He is currently headed for the ship's chapel... dear
Muirden: You will not address me in that manner!
Casanova: understood.... dear.
Muirden: arrrggggghhh!!!!!!
Captain Muirden rushes out of his quarters and runs down to the
small ship's chapel. He is greeted by many members of his crew,
all crammed into the small area. On the dais are his command
crew, some in dress uniform. They surround a figure draped in
white. A strangely familiar tune is being played by the computer.
With horror Muirden realizes that the figure is Madeline.
Muirden: What the hell is going on here?
Feelgood: Welcome to your marriage, Captain!
Muirden: What is this nonsense! Has the whole sector gone mad?
What is my yeoman doing out of sickbay and dressed
like... that?
Feelgood: There was nothing wrong with her... nor us sir! Don't
you see how wonderful things are?
Muirden: All I see is something that shouldn't be!
As he advances, the crowd respectively parts for the Captain.
Nearing the dais he senses a strong sent, of desire and lust...
it comes from his yeoman. In a bizarre parody of life, Carter
stands at the dais, book in hand like the priest he isn't.
Muirden: This... is... not... possible... it... is... not...
real.. the... crew... is... mad...
Somehow he is pushed to stand beside the veiled beauty in front
of the dais. Suddenly he realizes just how beautiful Madeline is.
Feelings of lust and desire come over him... feelings he had not
felt for many years... and a small part of his brain understood
that this was false - and tried to regain control of a body
responding to something that couldn't possibly be real...
Muirden: This can't be happening....
Tappas: Yes it is my love... at last - I've been waiting so long
for this...
Suddenly counselor FurBall's long, thick tail lashed up between
the two...
FurBall: NO! Captain, this is not your yeoman...
Muirden: Like I didn't know...
Tappas: rubbish... I am perfectly normal...
Carter: [monotone] We are gathered here today to--
FurBall: SHUT UP!
Tappas: No! This must continue... ! You will not interfere!
FurBall: I will not see my shipmates destroyed by this... this...
EVIL!
A bolt of energy strikes the Sivoan counselor from the out-
stretched hand of Tappas. This shakes her Captain to his
senses...
Muirden: My yeoman couldn't and wouldn't do anything like that!
GET OFF MY SHIP WHATEVER YOU ARE !
Tappas: Not in the middle of our wedding!
Muirden: Don't take me for a fool... Security - detain this...
thing...
He turns to see the crowd of crew all looking puzzled. There are
calls to get on with the wedding and outcries of disgust at their
Captain's behavior to his bride.
Muirden: Security! Security! Emergency!
Grunto pushes forward from the crowd...
Grunto: Yes sir... what seems to be the problem?
Muirden: Ahh... finally... Can't you see this ... alien.. look
at what it has done to FurBall!! Detain it.
Grunto: Sir, with respect, I see nothing wrong. Enjoy your
wedding!
Muirden: Damn you! This is mutiny!
Grunto: Incorrect Sir, I see nothing wrong. Are you all right?
Muirden: Has this whole ship gone mad... !
Seeing an opportunity, Muirden grabs at the phaser on Grunto's
belt... aims it and fires at his yeoman who has by now turned
from a beautiful vision into something less then pleasant...
Muirden: Get away from my ship you BITCH !
The heavy stun phaser blast hits the alien full force but has no
effect.
Tappas/Alien: My work is not done here...
Aiming and firing the phaser again but with no effect Muirden
steps back from the being. As he does so, Grunto seizes him and
retakes his phaser.
Grunto: Why'd you do that?! Now look what you've done to your
brid--- !
The Lieutenant and all other crew in the room drop, unconscious.
Muirden: Now what have you done?!
The alien, ignoring him for the moment mutters to itself...
Alien: couldn't... retain... control...
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