(DS9) Looking for Jakes Sisko's Padd text-update post #4

[Sulla]

Does anyone have better/clearer images of Jake Sisko's writing PADD? I am interested in the text. Maybe it exists in a script somewhere? Doubtful I know since it was never 'spoken' on screen, but I thought I'd ask.

 

[bobatrek]

Re: (DS9) Looking for Jakes Sisko's Padd text - thread with PIX

What episode was this from?

 

[Lost in Trek]

Re: (DS9) Looking for Jakes Sisko's Padd text - thread with PIX

I'm going to guess "The Visitor".

 

[Sulla]

Re: (DS9) Looking for Jakes Sisko's Padd text - thread with PIX

I found this slightly higher res shot of Jake’s padd at memory-alpha. I also found there that the episode this image comes from is “The Muse.”

Though the stylus was seen in the episode The Visitor, it was also seen in other episodes in the hands of other characters. O’Brien’s arboretum PADD for example.

The text mentions Hornblower. Horatio Hornblower perhaps? But which of the publications? Anyone have a clue?

 

[SurferGeek]

Re: (DS9) Looking for Jakes Sisko's Padd text - thread with PIX

The text mentions Hornblower. Horatio Hornblower perhaps? But which of the publications? Anyone have a clue?

From the same site as the larger image you found.

http://memory-alpha.org/en/wiki/Talk:Horatio_Hornblower

Look about halfway down the page for the book(s) the text comes from.

Obviously this was meant for Hornblower, and he took off his hat and stood awkwardly;
the tune meant nothing to his tone-deaf ear, but he could distinguish some of the words. The
chorus came to a ragged end, and the parson took a step forward.

"Your ladyship," he began, "Sir Horatio. Welcome in the name of the village. Welcome,
Sir Horatio, with all the glory you have won in the war against the Corsican tyrant.
Welcome , your ladyship, wife of the hero commanding our valiant army now in Spain
daughter of the highest nobility in the land! Welcome –“

The parson took the interruption without flinching; already well in his stride he continued
to mouth out his sentences, telling of the joy the village of Smallbridge felt at finding itself in
the ownership of a famous sailor. Hornblower was distracted from the discourse by the
necessity of holding on tight to the babies hand - if the xxx once got loose he evidently would
go down on all fours and throw himself down the steps to make a closer acquaintance with
the village children.

These disorderly thoughts of Hornblower's were suddenly broken into. Something had been
said which should not have been said, and as the parson was the only person speaking, he
must have said it, although he was still droning along in obvious ignorance of any blunder.
Hornblower stole a glance at Barbara; her white teeth showed for a moment against her lower
lip, clear proof of her vexation to anyone who knew her well. Otherwise she was exhibiting
the stoical calm of the British upper classes.

 

[Sulla]

Sweet. Thank you much.