I can’t resist anymore. Excerpts from SNL’s Final Voyage of the Starship Enterprise (1976):
Mr. Spock: Here is the readout, Captain. The computer has identified the alien vessel as a 1968 Chrysler Imperial with a tinted windshield and retractable headlights.
Captain Kirk: And the little blue and orange numbers?
Mr. Spock: That’s called a “California license plate”, and it’s registered, or was in 1968, to a corporation known as “NBC”. Wait… there’s something more… The computer isn’t sure, but it thinks this NBC used to manufacture cookies.
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Herb Goodman: Can I have your attention. Curtis, you want to turn off those sound effects? Everyone, please, can I have your attention? I have an announcement to make. Due to low Nielsen ratings, we at NBC have decided to cancel “Star Trek”.
Captain Kirk: Fire at my command!
Herb Goodman: On your way out, stop by the cashier’s office and pick up your checks.
Captain Kirk: Set phasers on “stun.” Fire!
Dr. McCoy: They’re not firing, Jim!
Captain Kirk: Try “kill!”
Dr. McCoy: Nope, still nothing.
Herb Goodman: You’ll make sure the property department gets those things back ,won’t you, fellas?
Mr. Spock: Most peculiar, Captain… I can only conclude that they possess some sort of weapons deactivator, in which case I shall merely render him unconscious with my famous Vulcan nerve pinch.
Herb Goodman: Of course, if it was up to me, you could keep them - as souvenirs, give them to your kids, whatever… But you see, they’re planning to market a complete line of Trekkie merchandise, and I have to send these to Taiwan to be copied… [ Mr. Spock applies the Vulcan nerve pinch, but nothing happens ] …Isn’t that fabric something? You just can’t buy material like this in the States. No way! But I was lucky enough to find this great little tailor who flies in from London four times a year… oh, Nimoy, we’ll need those ears back, too, I’m afraid.
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Captain Kirk: Wait, Mr. Spock! We have yet to try Vulcan mind meld, where you actually enter the alien’s brain, merge with his intelligence and read his thoughts.
Mr. Spock: I entered Mr. Goodman’s mind while you were talking to Dr. McCoy, Captain. It was all… all dark and empty in there. And… and there were little mice in the corners and spiders had spun this web…
Captain Kirk: Spock!
Mr. Spock: I kept bumping my head on the ceiling, and once…
Captain Kirk: Snap out of it, Spock!
Mr. Spock: [ with a shudder ] It’s okay, Captain… I’m alright now.
Herb Goodman: What do you think, Curtis? Any chance we can sell this junk to “Lost in Space”?
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Captain Kirk: No, it can’t end like this! I won’t let it! This is my ship! I give the orders here! I give the commands! I am responsible for the lives of 430 crewmen, and I’m not going to let them down! There’s got to be a way out!
Mr. Spock: You are becoming quite emotional, Captain. Needless to say, my trained Vulcan mind finds such open displays of emotion distasteful. Emotion, you see, interferes with logic, and it is only by dealing with problems in a logical, scientific fashion that we can arrive at valid solutions. Now, with regard to the alien takeover of the Enterprise, I would suggest that we seek some new alternative, based upon exact computer analysis, of course, and taking into consideration elements of… [ suddenly breaks into a weeping lunatic ] …Oh, God! I don’t believe it! We’re cancelled! How could they do this? Everyone I know loves the show! I have a contract! What about my contract! I want my ears back!