Jail Break.....Again

Who: Dirk, Dren, D2, Allie, and Ezekiel(just read it and find out)
"You're the brains of this outfit. I say we call Holly, get word to
the captain, let them have a kangaroo court so they can hang us."
"That's always your plan. The captain never listens to you." Dirk
said.
"But we got a new captain now don't we. So what's your bright idea?"
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"Well," Dirk began, "it is quite obvious that this is an illegal
arrest. After all, they were going to kill you without a trial. I
definetly see legal repercussions on the horizon."
He leaned back on the bench, "But that doesn't help us now. From what
I understand, Allie is the acting captain. Since I'm the one who
captured her when she went nutso and tried to kill the crew, I don't
quite know if that'll make her friendly or not." A smile crept across
his face, "But we do have something else."
"What's that?" Dren asked.
"Another me." The two high fived each other. Dirk then pulled out a
small palm-pilot type device from his boot. "All I have to do is call
in the calvary."
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In the flooded Parrot's, D2 was enjoying another beverage while
stretched out on his raft. A beeping noise came from his boot. He
reached in and pulled out his own comm link.
"Dirk, this is Dirk."
"What's going on, Dirk?"
"Dren and I have been put in jail by the Fourth Reich here."
"What a bummer, Dirk."
"Yeah, Dirk, it sure is. What I need you to do is go get some of the
scutters and.......," Dirk relayed his message to his alternate self.
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An hour later in the cell, Dren was nibbling on the rat's ear when a
thudding sound could be heard from the vent. The two inmates looked
to see the scutter that demands to be called Ezekiel becuase he had
found his salvation so he could enter Silicon Heaven.
"Great!" Dirk was excited that the scutter had finally shown up. The
face of the vent popped off. Dirk picked up a box from inside the
vent. "Thanks, this is just what we needed." The scutter whirred at
him. "Yes, yes, Ezekiel. Praise the Silicon Lord." It whirred
again. "No, we don't have time to beep a hymn right now. We're a
little busy." Ezekiel whirred once more. "No, I really haven't
thought about where my eternal program is going when I am terminated."
Whir. "No, I don't want any of your smeggin' pamphlets. Now get
back down that damn vent now." Whir. "Same to ya', Mr. High and Mighty."
Dirk opened the box and placed a small device on the wall over the
cell door where it would go unseen. He flipped a switch. A
hologramatic image of Dirk and Dren playing on a chess board with 31
of the pieces missing appeared in the center of the room. "That
should keep them busy." Dirk said as he pushed Dren into the duct and
replacing the vent.
A few minutes later, a guard walked by and saw the hologram.
"Something doesn't look right," he said to himself. Dren then,
without even looking up from the board, flipped him off. "Must have
been my imagination." He returned to duty.
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Dirk and Dren walked into the Drive Room and to the Captain's Office.
D2 was already sending a signal to Johnny Cochrane VI to take their
case against the security team. "Allie, we've got to talk," Dirk said
as he entered. "The security team is running rampant. They tried to
kill Dren and are using bogus claims to jail innocent people like
myself. Just remember that I saved you and this crew back when you
were leaking that gas. What are you going to do about this?"