Belkov:  Look , d'you realize the problems I had setting up this entire mining operation ? Theirs is a very ancient civilization , you know .
Commissioner Sleer: I did n't come here for a history lesson .
Belkov: It is relevant !
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Belkov: Mecronian high priests used these as a symbol of their power . Now there is a legend about the feldon necklaces . A chief once stole one , the gods became angry and struck him down . Of course , the gods ' anger was merely an electrical storm in which a hunk of polished feldon crystals that size would absorb enough energy to blow holes in any number of recalcitrant chiefs .
Commissioner Sleer: How fascinating .
Belkov: Yes , but you see , the priests have been cashing in on this piece of luck for generations , so I decided to join them . I said their gods had sent me to collect the crystals . Well , not unnaturally , they were not particularly impressed , well not at first anyway .
Commissioner Sleer: I can imagine .
Belkov: So I borrowed a necklace . All it needed then was a well - placed remote - controlled laser rifle to ensure that only the chosen _ one _ could wear it . After six of them had died in the attempt , they found my survival quite miraculous .
Commissioner Sleer: Your survival is becoming more miraculous by the moment .