
The Voyage Home Minute 40: Chucklefest ‘86
In which the garbagemen get the heck out of town, Kirk and the gang head into town, and all the swearing begins...
And a special shout out to Winchell's Donut House!
In which the garbagemen get the heck out of town, Kirk and the gang head into town, and all the swearing begins...
And a special shout out to Winchell's Donut House!
In which garbagemen gossip, a windstorm springs up out of nowhere, and a trashcan gets mysteriously flattened...
In which Spock makes a headband, Kirk lays down the rules, and the landing procedure begins...
In which Sulu tells us where he's from, Kirk assigns folks to their missions, and we remember that our pal Spock is in fact, an extra-terrestrial...
In which we discuss why Kirk and Spock don’t include Scotty in discussions, another environmental message from Spock, Chernobyl and Three-Mile Island, and the writers just creating a “thing” to solve their problem…
In which we discuss what’s in Scotty’s vest, Vulcans having better sound systems in their ships, whether they have aquariums in the future, dilithium crystals are the new cubic zirconia and we thank Vonda and are sorry to see her pass…
In which we discuss how we can track things in space, what it is like waking up from the slingshot dream and getting right back to work, Chris is enamored with Chekov’s control panel, and Dave believes that this is all one giant environmental message…
In which floating heads rise from the fog, a space whale drifts by, a mannequin burns up on re-entry, and we desperately try to make sense of one of the weirdest minutes in Star Trek...
In which we discuss why slingshotting around the sun makes them go back in time, nobody asking Uhuru if she is okay, scary giant dream heads and we both gush over how cool the white bridge scene is…
In which we discuss what “fortune favors the foolish” means, Shatner missing his cue, Dave does his best speaking in Latin, Chris’ love of Sulu calling out warp speed, and Kirk’s goofy face and whether or not he is into going back in time…