One million seven hundred seventy one thousand five hundred sixty one. That’s assuming one tribble, multiplying with an average litter of ten, producing a new generation every twelve hours over a period of three days.
In this galaxy, there’s a mathematical probability of three million Earth-type planets. And in all of the universe, three million million galaxies like this. And in all of that… and perhaps more, only one of each of us…Don’t destroy the one named Kirk.
You said ‘Send them a message.’ That means phasers!
I know who I am.
It means to send them a message to invite them to dinner!
Don’t pass out. Nobody’s authorized to pass out!
I am free of it and the pain. And I’m also quite blind. An equitable trade, doctor. Thank you.
The factors in her favor are youth and strength, plus unusually strong female drives .
Captain, look at my legs.
Great work nerve-pinching those Vulcans, baby bear. Who knew you’d be better at it than they are?
A teddy bear?!
Please respond.
I never get to clean the conference room.
Oh, I’m never going to be the captain. Never.
Captain Kirk, you and your crew have saved this planet from its own short-sightedness, and we are forever in your debt.
You did not do martial arts on multiple armed guards!
Everyone, hang on!
Ohhh shhhhiiiitttttt!
If we’re going to be damned, let’s be damned for what we really are.
Captain, someone is replacing everyone on the ship with imposters who claim not to know me! We might be in a parallel dimension!