“I’ll be honest with you, commander… I miss this office. I was not happy to leave it.”
“Drop by anytime you’re feeling homesick.”
No! Now. Right away. If you don’t get him to Vulcan within a week eight days at the outside, he’ll die. He’ll die, Jim.
What’s a knockout like you doing in a computer-generated gin joint like this?
I’m a doctor, not a voyeur.
Ah, yes. I’ve been looking in on the doings on your lively little Earth.
Tactical alert!
Captain. do what you must to protect the ship. But know this, I am going to have this baby.
Sour the milk!
Don’t you Aunt Kathy me!
Maybe someday, when you’re ready.
Come!
What is it with you, anyway?
You can use logic to justify almost anything. That’s its power - and its flaw.
I will feed him.
Star Fleet regulations!? That’s an outrage!
SULU: The death penalty is forbidden. There’s only one exception.
CHEKOV: General Order Four. It has not been violated by any officer on the Enterprise.
Admiral! There be whales here!
You are under arrest. For seventeen violations of the Neutral Zone Treaty.
Row, row, row your boat
It behaves irrationally.