Did you know Kirk once made his own contribution to Twelve Step Program philosophy?
“Just for today…”
All right. It’s instinctive. But the instinct can be fought. We’re human beings with the blood of a million savage years on our hands, but we can stop it. We can admit that we’re killers, but we’re not going to kill… tuh-day! That’s all it takes. Knowing that we won’t kill… tuh-day! …"
During college my friends and I got quite a kick out of Kirk’s speech-making and his own unique style, with halting for empahasis.
I even drew a caricature, on a notebook inside back cover, of Shatner reciting the last two lines.
My drawing skill was pretty sharp back then. It was a caricature, though, not an attempt at a realistic portrait, so I made sure to exaggerate the broad smile.
As usual, my extended quotes are from The Star Trek Transcripts, although I should not have to point out that there is my own tweaking concerning the speech patterns.
KIRK: Do you enjoy the music?
ALICE 118: Music?
ALICE 2: Music?
He’s probably terrified of your beads and rattles.
Nothing has been proven yet, Spock. The DNA code analyzer will give you the fundamental structure of the thing. You’ll need readings on three light wavelengths from the enzyme recorder.
and later…
Don’t be so smart, Spock. You botched the acetylcholine test.
“Early bird…? I believe Commander Shelby erred. There is no evidence of avifaunal or crawling vermicular lifeforms on Jouret IV.”
“That’s not what she meant, Data… but you’re right: she erred.”
Mr. Worf, escort our Ferengi guests to quarters… not too close to mine.
To T’Pol. She’s got an awfully nice bum.
“Will you visit me [in my quarters]?”
“It would be inappropriate.”
“Is that a yes or a no?”
Romulan! I should have said Romulan, that Klingon goat!
“You will walk, or I will carry you.”
“Given the option? I’ll walk. You’ve disappointed me, Jean-Luc, I’m very disappointed! Hey, I’m claustrophobic, I don’t like it in here.”
McCoy: Are you wearing some unusual kind of perfume or something radioactive, my dear?
Ruth: No. I’m just me.
“I’m immortal again! Omnipotent again!”
“Swell.”
“I would rather suffer the end of Romulus a thousand times. I would rather die in agony than accept help from you.”
“You got it.”
FLOWERS! Is there a “John-Luck Pickerd” here?
MUDD: …Barbarians! Well, of course, I left.
KIRK: He broke jail.
MUDD: I borrowed transportation.
KIRK: He stole a spaceship.
MUDD: The patrol reacted in a hostile manner.
KIRK: They fired at him.
“You hit me! Picard never hit me!”
“I’m not Picard!”