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Wenturing a theory:

It's wery clear that the wessels are noo-clee-err. Excuse me, sir! Can you direct us to the nawal base in Alameda? It's where they keep the nuclear wessels. NUCLEAR WESSELS... Name. My name? No, my name. I do not know your name. You play games with me mister, and you're through. I am? May I go now? We are in an enemy wessel. I did not wish to be shot down on our way to our own funeral. Pavel, talk to me... Name! Rank! Chekov, Pavel. Rank... Admiral.

But there is someone on board who is also a wessel. Khazaar is either cleared or at the wery least wery wery unable to damage us. I'm looking at seweral people, I do not know who to pick. It's wery wexing.