Uhura: [Chekov and Sulu are lost in the woods of Yellowstone] Is there a problem, gentlemen? Sulu: Uh, yes. We've been caught in a... we've been caught in a blizzard. [Chekov blows on the communicator, simulating wind noises] Chekov: And we can't see a thing. Request you direct us to the coordinates. Uhura: My visual says sunny skies and seventy degrees. Chekov: [stops blowing] Sulu, look. The sun's come out. It's a miracle. Uhura: [over communicator] Don't worry, fellas. Your secret's safe with me. I'll sent a shutlecraft to pick you up. Sulu: Uhura, I owe you one! Sulu out.
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