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Star Trek: The Next Generation Trivia Quiz

1. What did Riker acquire in the second season?

a. a wife
b. a guitar
c. a cat
d. a beard
e. all of the above

2. Which villainous aliens are new in TNG?

a. Borg
b. Klingons
c. Romulans
d. Changelings
e. Trill

3. TNG was the first Star Trek series to be which of these things?

a. syndicated first-run
b. colorized from black and white
c. integrated bridge crew
d. streamed on Paramount+
e. remastered for greater clarity

4. What was the Picard family business?

a. racing
b. bartending
c. winemaking
d. teaching
e. writing

5. What was Captain Picard’s favorite beverage?

a. black coffee
b. Earl Grey tea
c. water
d. Saurian brandy
e. orange juice

6. Who was the security chief of the show in season 1?

a. Worf
b. Riker
c. Crusher
d. Tasha
e. Wesley

7. Which character did many fans find annoying?

a. Wesley
b. Worf
c. Geordi
d. Data
e. Beverly

8. Which aliens debuted on TNG before going on to greater prominence in DS9?

a. Klingons
b. Romulans
c. Ferengi
d. Borg
e. Tribbles

9. Which character is most like Pinocchio?

a. Worf
b. Picard
c. Riker
d. Data
e. Wesley

10. Which card game did the crew enjoy playing?

a. Risk
b. Backgammon
c. Blackjack
d. Hearts
e. Poker

ANSWERS

1. d, 2. a, 3. a, 4. c, 5. b, 6. d, 7. a, 8. c, 9. d, 10. e.

 

 

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Original Star Trek Trivia Quiz

 

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1. Which creature was featured in the first aired episode?

a. Klingon
b. gorn
c. salt vampire
d. horta
e. Redjac

2. What is the main thing Charlie X, Trelaine and Q all have in common?

a. men
b. humanoid
c. visit the Enterprise
d. have god-like powers
e. all of the above

3. Which one of these is not a change from either of the Star Trek pilots to the main series?

a. short skirts
b. Mr. Spock
c. Dr. McCoy
d. grey uniforms
e. phasers

4. What did the “Ultimate Computer,” Nomad, take away from Uhura?

a. her memory
b. her voice
c. her spirit
d. her legs
e. her hair

5. Before they starting using the names Starfleet or Federation, what did the crew of the Enterprise refer to?

a. Earth
b. Space Central
c. Space Command
d. Star Service
e. all of the above

6. Who had the tallest hair?

a. Uhura
b. Chapel
c. Rand
d. Pike
e. Kirk

7. How many nacelles does the Enterprise have?

a. 2
b. 1
c. 3
d. 5
e. 50

8. How many times did Kirk get someone pregnant (that we know of)?

a. 10
b. 5
c. 1
d. 2
e. 0

9. What was Spock’s childhood pet?

a. tribble
b. targ
c. dog
d. sehlat
e. cat

10. Which Enterprise crew member became and stayed admiral?

a. McCoy
b. Kirk
c. Spock
d. Scotty
e. Sulu

ANSWERS

  1. c, 2. e, 3. b, 4. a, 5. e, 6. c, 7. a, 8. d, 9. d, 10. a.

 

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Star Trek (TOS) Trivia Quiz #1

Easy TOS Trivia Quiz!

 

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1. What is Captain Kirk’s middle name?

2. What game does Spock like to play?

3. Who does Nurse Chapel have a crush on?

4. What musical talent does Uhura have?

5. According to Chekov, which country invented everything?

6. What does Scotty refer to as his “wee bairns?”

7. Who was Kirk’s predecessor as captain of the Enterprise?

8. Name one of Sulu’s hobbies.

9. Which group of hostile aliens are Captain Kirk’s biggest foes?

10. How long is the Enterprise’s original mission?

ANSWERS:

1. Tiberius
2. chess
3. Spock
4. singing
5. Russia
6. the Enterprise engines
7. Pike
8. fencing, botany, collecting ancient weapons
9. The Klingons
10. 5 years.

 

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LOS ANGELES - SEPTEMBER 22: Sally Kellerman as Dr. Elizabeth Dehner, James Doohan as Montgomery "Scotty" Scott, Paul Fix as Dr. Mark Piper and George Takei as Lt. Sulu in the STAR TREK episode, "Where No Man Has Gone Before." Season 1, Episode 3. Original air date, September 22, 1966. Image is a frame grab. (Photo by CBS)

Kirk: Captain’s log, Star date 1312.4. The impossible has happened. From directly ahead, we’re picking up a recorded distress signal, the call letters of a vessel which has been missing for over two centuries. Did another Earth ship once probe out of the galaxy as we intend to do? What happened to it out there? Is this some warning they’ve left behind?


SPOCK: Your move, Captain.

KIRK: We should have intercepted by now. The Bridge said they’d call.

SPOCK: I’ll have you checkmated your next move.

KIRK: Have I ever mentioned you play a very irritating game of chess, Mister Spock?

SPOCK: Irritating? Ah, yes. One of your Earth emotions.

KIRK: Certain you don’t know what irritation is?

SPOCK: The fact one of my ancestors married a human female…

KIRK: Terrible having bad blood like that.

KELSO: Bridge to briefing lounge. Object is now within tractor beam range.

KIRK: No visual contact, Mister Kelso?

KELSO: No, sir. It’s too small to be a vessel. It only reads about one meter in diameter.

SPOCK: Not large enough even for a lifeboat.

KELSO: Small enough to bring it aboard, sir, if you want to risk it.

KIRK: Lock onto it, Mister Kelso.


SCOTT: Materializer ready, sir.

KIRK: Bring it aboard. Old-style ship recorder that could be ejected when something threatened the ship.

SPOCK: More like destroyed the ship in this case. Look at it. Burnt, pitted.

KIRK: Let’s hope its tapes are intact. We’ll feed it through Mister Spock’s computer.

SCOTT: Yes, sir. It’s begun transmitting, sir.

KIRK: Flash the Bridge. Put all decks on the alert.


MITCHELL: Hold it, Jim.

KIRK: Getting into shape?

MITCHELL: Yeah, well, I figured you weren’t on the Bridge. Kelso’s voice sounded a little nervous. Well, uh, you finish the game?

SPOCK: He played most illogically. His next move should have been the rook.


MITCHELL: You’re relieved, Mister Alden.

ALDEN: Acknowledged, Mister Mitchell.

KIRK: Screen on.

KELSO: Screen on, sir. Approaching galaxy edge, sir.

KIRK: Neutralize warp, Mister Mitchell. Hold this position.

MITCHELL: Neutralize warp, sir.

KIRK: Address intercraft.

MITCHELL: Intercraft open.

KIRK: This is the Captain speaking. The object we encountered is a ship’s disaster recorder, apparently ejected from the S.S. Valiant two hundred years ago.

SPOCK: The tapes are burnt out. Trying the memory banks.

KIRK: We hope to learn from the recorder what the Valiant was doing here and what destroyed the vessel. We’ll move out into our probe as soon as we have those answers. All decks, stand by.

MITCHELL: Department heads, sir. You wanted everybody on the Bridge before we left the galaxy. Jones.

SMITH: The name’s Smith, sir.

SULU: Astro sciences standing by, Captain.

SCOTT: Engineering division ready, as always.

PIPER: Life sciences ready, sir. This is Doctor Dehner, who joined the ship at the Aldebaran colony.

DEHNER: Psychiatry, Captain. My assignment is to study crew reaction in emergency conditions.

SPOCK: Getting something from the recorder now.

DEHNER: lf there was an emergency, I’d be interested in how that crew reacted, too.

MITCHELL: Improving the breed, Doctor? Is that your line?

DEHNER: I heard that’s more your specialty, Commander, line included.

MITCHELL: Walking freezer unit.

SPOCK: Decoding memory banks. I’ll try to interpolate. The Valiant had encountered a magnetic space storm and was being swept in this direction.

KIRK: The old impulse engines weren’t strong enough.

SPOCK: Swept past this point, about a half light year out of the galaxy, they were thrown clear, turned, and headed back into the galaxy here. I’m not getting it all… The tapes are pretty badly burned. Sounds like the ship had encountered some unknown force. Now, orders, counter orders, repeated urgent requests for information from the ship’s computer records for anything concerning ESP in human beings.

KIRK: Extrasensory perception. Doctor Dehner, how are you on ESP?

DEHNER: In tests I’ve taken, my ESP rated rather high.

KIRK: I’m asking what you know about ESP.

DEHNER: It is a fact that some people can sense future happenings, read the backs of playing cards and so on, but the esper capacity is always quite limited.

SPOCK: Severe damage. Seven crewmen dead. No, make that six. One crewman seemed to have recovered. That’s when they became interested in extrasensory perception. More than interested, almost frantic about it. No, this must be garbled. I get something about destruct. I must have read it wrong. It sounded like the captain giving an order to destroy his own ship.

KIRK: Comments?

PIPER: The only fact we have for sure is that the S.S. Valiant was destroyed.

KIRK: That’s probably the best argument to continue the probe. Other vessels will be heading out here someday and they’ll have to know what they’ll be facing. We’re leaving the galaxy, Mister Mitchell. Ahead, warp factor one.

SPOCK: Force field of some kind.

MITCHELL: We’re coming up on it fast.

SPOCK: Sensor beam on.

KELSO: Sensor beam on, sir.

SPOCK: Deflectors full intensity.

KELSO: Deflectors full intensity.

SPOCK: Deflectors say there’s something there; sensors say there isn’t. Density negative. Radiation negative. Energy negative.

KELSO: Whatever it is, contact in twelve seconds.

KIRK: Gravitation on automatic. Emergency stations. All decks on fire alert. Neutralize controls. Kelso, put it on manual. Any radiation? Anything?

SPOCK: Negative!

KIRK: Helmsmen, take us out of here. Helmsmen!  Lateral power! Take damage reports.

SPOCK: Damage control reports, all stations!

CREWMAN: Gravity control switching to batteries.

DEHNER: Something hit me, like an electrical charge.

PIPER: He’s alive. Appears to be in shock.

CREWMAN: Engineering Deck Three, can you give damage report?

CREWMAN 2: Sensor beams. Full power on the deflectors.

SPOCK: Main engines are out, sir. We’re on emergency power cells. Casualties: nine dead.

CREWMAN: Gravity is down to point eight.

CREWMAN 2: All decks, this is Bridge Engineering. Due to emergency conditions…

KIRK: Gary. Gary, are you all right?

MITCHELL: I’m a little weak for some reason, Jim, but I feel all right now.


KIRK: Captain’s log, Star date 1312.9. Ship’s condition: heading back on impulse power only. Main engines burned out. The ship’s space warp ability gone. Earth bases which were only days away are now years in the distance. Our overriding question now is, what destroyed the Valiant? They lived through the barrier, just as we have. What happened to them after that?


DEHNER: Autopsy report, sir. Each case showed damage to the body’s neural circuit. An area of the brain was burned out.

KIRK: And you… are you feeling all right?

DEHNER: Yes. Mitchell, too, except for his eyes. We’re trying to find a reason for that now, and why, out of our whole crew, only certain people were affected.

SPOCK: I think we’ve found that answer, Doctor.

KIRK: You mentioned that tests show you have a high degree of extrasensory perception. So do the records of the others. Gary Mitchell has the highest esper rating of all.

DEHNER: lf you’re suggesting there’s anything dangerous…

SPOCK: Before the Valiant was destroyed, its captain was frantically searching for ESP information on his crew.

DEHNER: Espers are simply people with flashes of insight.

SPOCK: Are there not also those who seem to see through solid objects, cause fires to start spontaneously?

DEHNER: There’s nothing about it that could possibly make a person dangerous.

SPOCK: Doctor Dehner is speaking of normal ESP power.

DEHNER: Perhaps you know of another kind?

KIRK: Do we know for sure, Doctor, that there isn’t another kind?


MITCHELL: Hello, Jim. Hey, you look worried.

KIRK: I’ve been worried about you ever since that night on Deneb IV.

MITCHELL: Yeah, she was nova, that one. Not nearly as many after-effects this time, except for the eyes. They kind of stare back at me when I’m shaving.

KIRK: Do you feel any different?

MITCHELL: Well, in a way, I feel better than I’ve ever felt before in my life. Actually seems to have done me some good.

KIRK: How?

MITCHELL: Well, I’m getting a chance to read some of that longhair stuff you like. Hey man, I remember you back at the Academy. A stack of books with legs. The first thing I ever heard from an upperclassman was, “Watch out for Lieutenant Kirk. In his class, you either think or sink.”

KIRK: I wasn’t that bad, was I?

MITCHELL: If I hadn’t aimed that little blonde lab technician at you…

KIRK: You what? You planned that?

MITCHELL: Well, you wanted me to think, didn’t you? I outlined her whole campaign for her.

KIRK: I almost married her!

MITCHELL: Better be good to me. I’m getting even better ideas here.

KIRK: You? Spinoza?

MITCHELL: Once you get into him, he’s rather simple though. Childish, almost. I don’t agree with him at all.

KIRK: Go on.

MITCHELL: Hey, I’m trying to tell you I feel fine. When do I go back on duty?

KIRK: I’m going to ask Doctor Dehner to keep you under observation for a while.

MITCHELL: With almost a hundred women on board, you can do better than that, friend Captain.

KIRK: Consider it a challenge.

MITCHELL: That doesn’t seem very friendly. Didn’t I say you’d better be good to me?


SPOCK: He’s reading even faster now than just a few moments ago. Is that Gary Mitchell, the one you used to know?

KIRK: Put a twenty-four-hour watch on the Sickbay. Fullest possible range of examinations and tests.


PIPER: Perfect, perfect. I’ve never had a patient like you, Gary. Even the healthiest are generally off on some reading.

DEHNER: I know you don’t particularly like me, Mister Mitchell, but since I am assigned here, can we make the best of it?

MITCHELL: I’ve got nothing against you, Doctor.

DEHNER: Nor against the walking freezer unit?

MITCHELL: Well, I… sorry about that.

DEHNER: Women professionals do tend to overcompensate. Now let’s talk about you. How do you feel?

MITCHELL: You know, everybody– everybody seems worried that I don’t have some kind of fever or something. Maybe if we could just change these dials… Now back to normal, I think.

DEHNER: How did you do that?

MITCHELL: I’m not sure… I– I just thought of making it happen, and it does. It’s… hey, er, hey, watch this, Doc.

DEHNER: Stop it. Stop it! You were dead for almost twenty two seconds. There were no readings at all.

MITCHELL: Yeah. Oh, boy. You– you know, Doc, there have been other things, too, like going halfway through the ship’s library in hardly a day. Yeah. Oh, what’s happening to me?

DEHNER: Do you remember everything you read that quickly?

MITCHELL: Yeah.

DEHNER: On any tape?

MITCHELL: Sure. Yeah.

DEHNER: Try this one.

MITCHELL: Yeah.

DEHNER: Page three eighty seven.

MITCHELL: My love has wings. Slender, feathered things with grace in upswept curve and tapered tip. The Nightingale Woman, written by Phineas Tarbolde on the Canopius planet back in 1996. It’s funny you picked that one, Doctor.

DEHNER: Why?

MITCHELL: That’s one of the most passionate love sonnets of the past couple of centuries. How do you feel, Doctor?

DEHNER: What?

MITCHELL: How do you feel?

DEHNER: I just fell. Nothing happened.

MITCHELL No? Are you sure? Are you sure?

KELSO: Er, I was on my coffee break. I thought I’d check up on

MITCHELL Yeah, that’s okay, Lee, come on in. Don’t let the light in my eyes bother you, pal. It’s all for our– our good-looking lady doctor here.

KELSO: Yeah. Sure.

MITCHELL: So, er, so, how go the repairs?

KELSO: Well, the main engines are gone, unless we can find some way to re-energize them.

MITCHELL: You’d better check the starboard impulse packs. Those points have about decayed to lead.

KELSO: Oh, yeah, sure, Mitch.

MITCHELL: I’m not joking, Lee! You activate those packs, and you’ll blow the whole impulse deck.

KELSO: I’ll, er, I’ll get on it right away. I just wanted to stop by and make sure you were okay. See you later.

MITCHELL: He’s a fool. A fool. He’d seen those points and he hadn’t noticed their condition.

DEHNER: How do you know?

MITCHELL: The image of what he’d seen was still in his mind.


KELSO: Well, it didn’t make any sense that he’d know, but naturally, I checked out the circuit anyway. I don’t know how, but he was right. This point is burned out exactly the way he described it.

DEHNER: Sorry I’m late. I became so interested in observing Gary– Mister Mitchell.

SPOCK: Our subject is not Gary Mitchell. Our concern is, rather, what he is mutating into.

DEHNER: I know those from your planet aren’t suppose to have feelings like we do, Mister Spock, but to talk that way about a man you’ve worked next to for years is worse than–

KIRK: That’s enough, Doctor.

DEHNER: I don’t think so. I understand you least of all. Gary told me that you’ve been friends since he joined the service; that you asked for him aboard your first command.

KIRK: It is my duty, whether pleasant or unpleasant, to listen to the reports, observations, even speculations, on any subject that might affect the safety of this vessel, and it’s my science officer’s duty to see I’m provided with that. Go ahead, Mister Spock.

SPOCK: Have you noted evidence of unusual powers?

DEHNER: He can control certain autonomic reflexes. He reads very fast, retains more than most of us might consider usual.

KIRK: Mister Scott, would you repeat what you just told us?

SCOTT: About an hour ago, the Bridge controls started going crazy. Levers shifting by themselves, buttons being pushed, instrument readings changing.

SPOCK: And on my monitor screen I could see Mitchell smiling each time it happened, as if this ship and crew were almost a toy for his amusement.

KIRK: Are they right, Doctor? Has he shown abilities of such magnitude?

DEHNER: I saw some such indications.

KIRK: And you didn’t think it worth mentioning?

DEHNER: No one’s been hurt, have they? Don’t you understand? A mutated superior man could also be a wonderful thing. The forerunner of a new and better kind of human being.

KIRK: Mister Sulu.

SULU: If you want the mathematics of this, Mitchell’s ability is increasing geometrically. That is, like having a penny, doubling it every day. In a month, you’ll be a millionaire.

SPOCK: In less time than that, he will have attained powers we can’t understand and can’t cope with. Soon we’ll be not only useless to him, but actually an annoyance.

KIRK: There’ll be no discussion of this with the crew. Thank you.

SPOCK: We’ll never reach an Earth base with him aboard, Jim. You heard the mathematics of it. In a month he’ll have as much in common with us as we’d have with a ship full of white mice.

KIRK: I need a recommendation, Spock, not vague warnings.

SPOCK: Recommendation one. There’s a planet a few light days away from here. Delta Vega. It has a lithium cracking station. We may be able to adapt some of its power packs to our engines.

KIRK: And if we can’t? We’ll be trapped in orbit there. We haven’t enough power to blast back out.

SPOCK: It is the only possible way to get Mitchell off this ship.

KIRK: If you mean strand Mitchell there, I won’t do it. That station is fully automated. There’s not a soul on the whole planet. Even the ore ships call only once every twenty years.

SPOCK: Then you have one other choice. Kill Mitchell while you still can.

KIRK: Get out of here.

SPOCK: It is your only other choice, assuming you make it while you still have time.

KIRK: Will you try for one moment to feel? At least act like you’ve got a heart. We’re talking about Gary.

SPOCK: The captain of the Valiant probably felt the same way, and he waited too long to make his decision. I think we’ve both guessed that.

KIRK: Set course for Delta Vega.


KIRK: Star date 1313.1. We’re now approaching Delta Vega. Course set for a standard orbit. This planet, completely uninhabited, is slightly smaller than Earth. Desolate, but rich in crystal and minerals. Kelso’s task: transport down with a repair party, try to regenerate the main engines, save the ship. Our task: transport down a man I’ve known for fifteen years, and if we’re successful, maroon him there.


MITCHELL: I’m thirsty. It’s like a man who has been blind all of his life, suddenly being given sight. Sometimes I feel there’s nothing I couldn’t do, in time. Some people think that makes me a monster, don’t they, Jim?

KIRK: Are you reading all our thoughts, Gary?

MITCHELL: I can sense mainly worry in you, Jim. Safety of your ship.

KIRK: What would you do in my place?

MITCHELL: Probably just what Mister Spock is thinking now. Kill me while you can.

DEHNER: Stop it, Gary!

MITCHELL: I also know we’re orbiting Delta Vega, Jim. I can’t let you force me down there. I may not want to leave this ship, not yet. I may want another place. I’m not sure yet just what kind of a world I can use.

DEHNER: Use?

MITCHELL: I don’t understand it all yet, but if I keep growing, getting stronger, why, the things I could do, like– like maybe a god could do.

KIRK: I want him unconscious for a while.


MITCHELL: You fools! Soon I’ll squash you like insects.

KIRK: Energize.


KIRK: Can you do it, Lee?

KELSO: Maybe, if we can bypass the fuel bins without blowing ourselves up.

KIRK: Take him.

DEHNER: There’s not a soul on this planet but us?

KIRK: Nobody but us chickens, Doctor.


ALDEN: I think I’ve got the 203-R set, Lee.

KELSO: Good, Alden. Transport it up with you, will you?

ALDEN: Okay.

KIRK: The fuel bins, Lee. Could they be detonated from here?

KELSO: A destruct switch? I guess I could wire one up right there.

KIRK: Do it.

SPOCK: He’s regaining consciousness.


KIRK: Doctor Piper. I want only one medical officer here at any one time. The other will monitor him on the dispensary screen.

DEHNER: I’d like to stay now… try to talk to him.

MITCHELL: My friend James Kirk. Remember those rodent things on Dimorus? The poisoned darts they threw? I took one meant for you.

KIRK: And almost died. I remember.

MITCHELL: So why be afraid of me now?

KIRK: You’ve been testing your ability to take over the Enterprise. In the transporter room, you said something about us seeming like insects by comparison, squashing us if we got in your way.

MITCHELL: I was drugged then.

KIRK: Yes. In the Sickbay, you said if you were in my place, you’d kill a mutant like yourself.

MITCHELL: Why don’t you kill me then? Mister Spock is right, and you’re a fool if you can’t see it.

DEHNER: You don’t mean that, Gary.

MITCHELL: Man cannot survive if a race of true espers is born. In time you’ll understand that.

KIRK: Gary. Gary, don’t!

MITCHELL: Jim.

KIRK: His eyes went back to normal.

SPOCK: Fighting the force field drained his strength, for a while at least. He could be handled now.

MITCHELL: I’ll just keep getting stronger. You know that, don’t you.


SCOTT: It fits like a glove, Captain.


SCOTT: Oh, did Mister Spock get the phaser rifle we sent down?

KIRK: I didn’t order an– Affirmative. Landing party out.

SPOCK: He tried to get through the force field again. His eyes changed back faster. He didn’t become as weak.

KIRK: Doctor Dehner feels he isn’t that dangerous. What makes you right and a trained psychiatrist wrong?

SPOCK: Because she feels. I don’t. All I know is logic. In my opinion we’ll be lucky if we can repair this ship and get away in time.

KELSO: Direct to the power bins. From here you could blow up this whole valley.

KIRK: If Mitchell gets out, at your discretion, Lee, if sitting here, you think you’re the last chance, I want you to hit that button.


KIRK: Captain’s log, Star date 1313.3. Note commendations on Lieutenant Kelso and the engineering staff. In orbit above us, the engines of the Enterprise are almost fully regenerated. Balance of the landing party is being transported back up. Mitchell, whatever he’s become, keeps changing, growing stronger by the minute.


DEHNER: He’s been like that for hours now.

KIRK: Have Doctor Piper meet us in the control room with Kelso. We’ll all transport up together.

SPOCK: If he should try to stop us…

KIRK: Kelso will be on the destruct button until the last minute. I think he knows that.

DEHNER: I’m staying behind with him.


KELSO: Fission chamber three checks out. The station seems to be running fine.

SCOTT: You’re a talented thief, Kelso. Everything you sent up seems to be fitting in place.

KELSO: I’m kind of proud of the job we’ve done. We’re going to be ready to transport up–


KIRK: You’re leaving with the ship, Doctor.

DEHNER: He is not evil.

KIRK: I gave you an order, Doctor.

MITCHELL: You should have killed me while you could, James. Command and compassion is a fool’s mixture.

PIPER: It hit me, too, whatever it was. Kelso is dead, strangled. At least Spock’s alive.

KIRK: Doctor Dehner?

PIPER: She went with Mitchell.

KIRK: Don’t give him a pill until after I’m gone. It’s my fault Mitchell got as far as he did. Did you see their direction?

PIPER: Yes, there was some morning light. They were headed across the valley, to the left of the pointed peaks. There’s flatlands beyond.

KIRK: When Mister Spock recovers, you’ll both transport up immediately to the Enterprise.

PIPER: But Captain–

KIRK: If you have not received a signal from me within twelve hours, you’ll proceed at maximum warp to the nearest Earth base with my recommendation that this entire planet be subjected to a lethal concentration of neutron radiation. No protest on this, Mark. That’s an order.


DEHNER: It would take almost a miracle to survive here.

MITCHELL: Then I shall make one. Behold. You’ll soon share this feeling, Elizabeth. To be like God, to have the power to make the world anything you want it to be.

DEHNER: What’s wrong?

MITCHELL: A visitor. A very foolish man. You’ll enjoy being a god, Elizabeth. Blasphemy? No. Let there be food. Kaferian apples. Whenever we visited that planet, I always favored these. Can you hear me, James? You cannot see me. I’m not there. You follow the right path, James. You’ll come to me soon.

DEHNER: I can see him in my mind, too.

MITCHELL: Go to him, Elizabeth, talk to him. Now that you’re changing, I want you to see just how unimportant they are.

DEHNER: Yes, it just took a little longer for it to happen to me.

KIRK: You must help me… Before it goes too far.

DEHNER: What he’s doing is right for him and me.

KIRK: And for humanity? You’re still human…

DEHNER: No, I–

KIRK: At least partly, you are, or you wouldn’t be here talking to me.

DEHNER: Earth is really unimportant. Before long, we’ll be where it would have taken mankind millions of years of learning to reach.

KIRK: What will Mitchell learn in getting there? Will he know what to do with his power? Will he acquire the wisdom?

DEHNER: Please go back while you still can.

KIRK: Did you hear him joke about compassion? Above all else, a god needs compassion. Mitchell! Elizabeth.

DEHNER: What do you know about gods?

KIRK: Then let’s talk about humans, about our frailties. As powerful as he gets, he’ll have all that inside him.

DEHNER: Go back.

KIRK: You were a psychiatrist once. You know the ugly, savage things we all keep buried, that none of us dare expose. But he’ll dare. Who’s to stop him? He doesn’t need to care. Be a psychiatrist for one minute longer. What do you see happening to him? What’s your prognosis, Doctor?

DEHNER: He’s coming.

KIRK: Then watch him. Hang on to being a human for one minute longer.

MITCHELL: I’m disappointed in you, Elizabeth. I’ve been contemplating the death of an old friend. He deserves a decent burial, at least.

DEHNER: Stop it, Gary.

MITCHELL: Morals are for men, not gods.

KIRK: A god, but still driven by human frailty. Do you like what you see?

MITCHELL: Time to pray, Captain. Pray to me.

KIRK: To you? Not to both of you?

MITCHELL: Pray that you die easily.

KIRK: There’ll only be one of you in the end. One jealous god.¬† If all this makes a god, or is it making you something else?

MITCHELL: Your last chance, Kirk.

KIRK: Do you like what you see? Absolute power corrupting absolutely.

DEHNER: Hurry. You haven’t much time.

KIRK: Gary, forgive me.

MITCHELL: For a moment, James, but your moment is fading.

DEHNER: I’m sorry. You can’t know what it’s like to be almost a god.

KIRK: Enterprise from Captain Kirk, come in.


KIRK: Captain’s log, Star date 1313.8. Add to official losses, Doctor Elizabeth Dehner. Be it noted she gave her life in performance of her duty. Lieutenant Commander Gary Mitchell, same notation. I want his service record to end that way. He didn’t ask for what happened to him.

SPOCK: I felt for him, too.

KIRK: I believe there’s some hope for you after all, Mister Spock.

 

LOS ANGELES - SEPTEMBER 22: Gary Lockwood as Lt. Cmdr. Gary Mitchell and Sally Kellerman as Dr. Elizabeth Dehner in the STAR TREK episode, "Where No Man Has Gone Before." Season 1, Episode 3. Original air date, September 22, 1966. Image is a frame grab. (Photo by CBS)

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LOS ANGELES - SEPTEMBER 15: Robert Walker Jr. as Charlie Evans and William Shatner as Captain James T. Kirk in the STAR TREK episode, "Charlie X." Season 1, episode, 2. Original air date September 15, 1966. Image is a screen grab. (Photo by CBS)

KIRK: Captain’s Log, star date 1533.6. Now maneuvering to come alongside cargo vessel Antares. Its Captain and First officer are beaming over to us with an unusual passenger.


KIRK: All right, Chief, begin materialization. Captain Ramart, I’m Captain Kirk.

RAMART: This is my navigator Tom Nellis.

KIRK: How do you do?

NELLIS: How do you do?

RAMART: And this is our young castaway Charlie, Charlie Evans. His dossier.

KIRK: Mister Evans. We’ve heard a great deal about you. Welcome aboard.

RAMART: Wonderful boy, Charlie. Its been an honor having him aboard.

NELLIS: Why, it’s been a great pleasure. The things that he’s learned in the last

RAMART: Absolutely. To think this boy spent practically his whole life alone on that planet. Everyone killed; just a few microtapes to learn from.

CHARLIE: How many humans like me on this ship?

RAMART: Like a whole city in space, Charlie. Over four hundred in the crew of a starship, aren’t there, Captain?

KIRK: Four hundred and twenty eight, to be exact. Is there anything we can do for you, Captain? Medical supplies, provisions?

CHARLIE: Hundreds. All human, like me. That’s exciting. Is that the right word?

NELLIS: That’s perfect. It’s the exact word.

RAMART: You see, we’d like to keep Charlie with us, but with his closest living relatives on Colony Five and your vessel going that way, why–

CHARLIE: I’d like to see your ship now. All of it. The people and everything.

KIRK: You keep interrupting, Mister Evans. That’s considered wrong.

CHARLIE: I’m sorry.

KIRK: We have a large supply of entertainment tapes, gentlemen.

RAMART: No, we’ve a tight schedule to make, Captain. Just twenty of us, we’re making out fine.

KIRK: This must be a space first. A transport ship that doesn’t need anything?

RAMART: Nothing.

KIRK: Not even Saurian brandy?

RAMART: We’re fine, thank you. Pleasant journey, Captain.

KIRK: Thank you.¬† Yeoman Rand, this is Charles Evans. Show him to his quarters and drop his records off at Doctor McCoy’s office, if you will?

RAND: Yes, sir. Come with me, please.

CHARLIE: Are you a girl? Is that a girl?

KIRK: That’s a girl.


KIRK: Captain’s Log, star date 1533.7. We have taken aboard an unusual passenger for transport to Colony Alpha Five: Charles Evans, the sole survivor of a transport crash fourteen years ago. The child, alone from age three, has not only survived, but has grown to intelligent, healthy adolescence.


MCCOY: Tell me….The ship’s supply of food concentrates couldn’t have lasted fourteen years.

CHARLIE: After that I found other things to eat, just growing around.

MCCOY: And you learned to talk by just listening to the ship’s tapes?

CHARLIE: The memory banks still worked. They talked to me, and I talked back.

MCCOY: You’re four-oh.

CHARLIE: Four?

MCCOY: Four-oh. One hundred percent. Sound of wind and limb.

CHARLIE: That, that Captain. Kirk?

MCCOY: Yeah.

CHARLIE: Why does he call me Mister Evans?

MCCOY: Because that’s your name.

CHARLIE: He’s not.. well, he isn’t like Captain Ramart.

MCCOY: Well, no. Captain Kirk is one of a kind, Charlie.

CHARLIE: Do you like me?

MCCOY: Why not?

CHARLIE: Some… the other ship…. they didn’t like me. I tried. I’m trying to make people like me. I want them to like me.

MCCOY: Most seventeen year olds do. Come on, let’s go. I’ll show you to your quarters.


CREWMAN 1: Hey, I’ll put the equipment away. See you in the rec room, huh?

CREWMAN 2: You got a deal, friend.

CREWMAN 1: All right. Hello.

CHARLIE: I brought you a present.

RAND: Oh, thank you. I really appreciate it, but– but I have to go. I’m on duty.

CHARLIE: Do you like that kind?

RAND: Yes, I… it’s my favorite. Where did you get it? They don’t have any in the ship’s stores.

CHARLIE: It’s a present.

RAND: I know, but where did…? Gee, I’m late, Charlie. I really have to go.

CHARLIE: Can’t you stay and talk a little while?

RAND: Look, I’m off duty at fourteen hundred. Why don’t you join me in recreation room six, Deck Three.

CHARLIE: You got a deal, friend.

RAND: Charlie!

CHARLIE: I thought… Don’t be angry. I didn’t– I wanted–

RAND: Charlie, you– you– you just don’t go around slapping girls on the– It’s okay, but er, just don’t do it again.

CHARLIE: Don’t be angry.

RAND: Look, why don’t you tell Captain Kirk or Doctor McCoy what you did. They’ll explain it to you. Okay?

CHARLIE: I will.

RAND: Okay.


MCCOY: But tell me, what reason would he have to lie if there are Thasians?

SPOCK: That is a very intriguing question. Scanners show no disturbances in this quadrant, Captain.

KIRK: Good. Doctor McCoy, Mister Spock is working out–

UHURA: Excuse me, Captain. Status report.

KIRK: Thank you. He’s working out a training program for Charlie Evans. Earth history, his own background, that sort of thing. I’d like you to give him the necessary medical orientation on the problems of, um, er, adolescence.

MCCOY: Well, don’t you think it’d be better for a strong father image like you? He already looks up to you.

KIRK: The job is yours, Bones. Flattery will get you nowhere.

SPOCK: Doctor, didn’t the boy make any reference at all to Thasians?

KIRK: Do you believe the legend, Mister Spock, that Thasians still exist on that planet in some form?

SPOCK: Charlie’s very existence proves in fact there must be some intelligent form of life on Thasus. He could not possibly have survived alone. The ship’s food concentrates would have been exhausted in a year or so.

MCCOY: By which time he would have been eating fruits, vegetables.

SPOCK: Probes of Thasus indicate very little edible plant life.

MCCOY: And probes have been known to be wrong, Spock.

MCCOY: Doctor, are you speaking scientifically or emotionally?

KIRK: Gentlemen, the fact is the boy is here, and he’s alive, and he needs our help.

MCCOY: And he needs a guide, and he needs a father image, Jim.

KIRK: Hmm. I’ll depend on your astute abilities to supply him with that, or find him one.


UHURA: I’m sorry. I did it again, didn’t I.

UHURA: Oh, on the starship Enterprise There’s someone who’s in Satan’s guise Whose devil ears and devil eyes Could rip your heart from you. At first, his look could hypnotize And then his touch would barbarize His alien love could victimize And rip your heart from you. And that’s why female astronauts, Oh, very female astronauts Wait terrified and overwrought To find what he will do. Oh, girls in space, be wary, be wary, be wary, Girls in space, be wary. We know not what he’ll do.

RAND: One more time!

UHURA: Now from a planet out in space, there comes a lad, not commonplace. A-seeking out his first embrace. He’s saving it for you. Oh, Charlie’s our new darling, our darling, our darling. Charlie’s our new darling. We know not what he’ll do.


CHARLIE: Want to see something? Turn them over.

RAND: Well, how did you do that?

CHARLIE: Oh, I can do a lot of card tricks. One of the men on the Antares showed me.

RAND: I don’t believe this!


KIRK: On Earth today, it’s Thanksgiving. If the crew has to eat synthetic meat loaf, I want it to look like turkey. Charlie.

CHARLIE: Captain? I’m supposed to ask you something. Why shouldn’t I…? I don’t know how to explain it….

KIRK: Say it right out, Charlie. That usually works.

CHARLIE: Well, in the corridor I saw– When Janice– when Yeoman Rand was… I did that to her. She didn’t like it. She said you’d explain it to me.

KIRK: Me. I see. Well, um, er… there are things you can do with a lady, er… Charlie, that you– er… There’s no right way to hit a woman. I mean, man to man is one thing, but, er… man and woman, er… it’s, er… it’s– er… Well, it’s– er… another thing. Do you understand?

CHARLIE: I don’t know.

UHURA: Captain Kirk.

KIRK: Excuse me. Kirk here.

UHURA: Captain Ramart of the Antares is on D channel.

KIRK: I’m on my way to the Bridge now.

CHARLIE: Can I come with you?

KIRK: I don’t think so, Charlie.

CHARLIE: I won’t get in the way.

KIRK: Okay.


UHURA: Can you boost your power, Antares. We’re barely reading your transmission.

RAMART: We’re at full output, Enterprise. I must speak to Captain Kirk.

KIRK: Kirk here, Captain Ramart.

RAMART: Captain, we’re just barely in range. I’ve got to warn…

KIRK: Re-establish contact.

UHURA: They’re not transmitting.

KIRK: Keep trying.

CHARLIE: It wasn’t very well constructed.

KIRK: Sweep the area of the Antares transmission with our probe scanners, Mister Spock.

SPOCK: Affirmative, Captain.

KIRK: You think something happened to the Antares, Charlie?

CHARLIE: I don’t know.

SPOCK: Picking up some debris on our scanners, Captain.

KIRK: What about the Antares?

SPOCK: The debris is what’s left of the Antares.

CHEF: Captain Kirk from ship’s Galley.

KIRK: Kirk here.

CHEF: Sir, I put meat loaf in the ovens. There’s turkeys in there now. Real turkeys.

KIRK: Chief, have you been


KIRK: Captain’s Log, star date 1535.8. UESPA headquarters notified of the mysterious loss of science probe vessel Antares.


SPOCK: Your mind is not on the game, Captain. Check. The Antares?

KIRK: A survey ship with twenty men aboard lost. No reason. Obviously, Captain Ramart was not aware of any trouble. I can’t figure it.

SPOCK: My own concern is more immediate. The boy.

KIRK: I can usually follow you, Mister Spock, but this time…?

SPOCK: He seemed to know what happened to the Antares before we did.

KIRK: I’d call it a pretty long reach for evidence, Mister Spock. Come in, Charlie.

SPOCK: And again, check.

KIRK: Checkmate.

SPOCK: Your illogical approach to chess does have its advantages on occasion, Captain.

KIRK: I prefer to call it inspired.

SPOCK: As you wish. At any rate, the game is yours.

KIRK: You play chess, Charlie?

CHARLIE: Oh, I– I watched them play on the Antares. Can I try?

KIRK: I place you in the hands of our chess master.

SPOCK: The principles of three-dimensional chess are basically mathematic, Charlie. You put the white here and the black on the secondary level.

CHARLIE: I know what it is. Let’s play.

SPOCK: Very well. That was a mistake, Charlie.

CHARLIE: No, it wasn’t.

SPOCK: Checkmate.

CHARLIE: No, it isn’t.

SPOCK: If you’ll excuse me.


RAND: Oh, Charlie. I was looking for you. I’d like you to meet Tina Lawton, Yeoman Third Class. Charlie Evans.

TINA: Hello, Charlie.

RAND: I thought you might enjoy meeting someone your own age.

CHARLIE: Can I talk to you, alone…?

RAND: Charlie, Tina’s–

TINA: Excuse me. I must be wanted somewhere.

RAND: That was– that was rude and completely uncalled-for.

CHARLIE: But I don’t need her. I want to talk to you.

RAND: That’s no excuse. You’d better learn that right now. You have to live with people, Charlie. You’re not alone anymore.

CHARLIE: But she’s not as– She doesn’t– She’s not the same. Not like you. She’s– she’s just a girl. You’re– you smell like a girl. All the other girls on the ship they– they look just like Tina. You’re the only one who looks like you. You can understand, can’t you? You know about being with somebody? Wanting to be? If I had the whole universe I’d give it to you. When I see you, I feel like I’m hungry all over. Hungry. Do you know how that feels?


KIRK: What?

RAND: I wasn’t sure I should, er, talk to you about this.

KIRK: Charlie’s a seventeen-year-old boy.

RAND: Exactly, and he’s–

KIRK: I talked to him about the swat.

RAND: It’s not that. Captain, I’ve seen the look before, and if something isn’t done, sooner or later I’m going to have to hurt him. Tell him to leave me alone, and that wouldn’t be good for him right now. You see, I’m his first crush, his first love, and his first–

KIRK: Yes, Yeoman, I’ll talk to him. I’ll look into it.

RAND: Thank you, sir.


KIRK: Come in, Charlie. Er, Charlie… Charlie, do you know anything about this chess piece? Did you notice anything peculiar in them when we were using them this afternoon?

CHARLIE: No, sir. Is that all?

KIRK: Er, no. No, no. Sit down. Charlie, being seventeen is more than how many years you’ve lived. It’s a whole other thing. Doctor McCoy could probably explain the biological conditions. Well, let’s– let’s use a specific… Yeoman Rand is a woman.

CHARLIE: Oh, I won’t hit her like that anymore.

KIRK: No, there’s more to it than that.

CHARLIE: Everything I do or say is wrong. I’m in the way, I don’t know the rules, and when I learn something and try to do it, suddenly I’m wrong!

KIRK: Now wait, wait….

CHARLIE: I don’t know what I am, or what I’m supposed to be, or even who. I don’t know why I hurt so much inside all the time.

KIRK: You’ll live, believe me. There’s nothing wrong with you that hasn’t gone wrong with every other human male since the model first came up.

CHARLIE: What if you care for someone? What do you do?

KIRK: You go slow. You be gentle. I mean, it’s not a one-way street, you know, how you feel, and that’s all. It’s how the girl feels, too. Don’t press, Charlie. If the girl feels anything for you at all, you’ll know it. Do you understand?

CHARLIE: You don’t think Janice– You– She could love me!

KIRK: She’s not the girl, Charlie. The years are wrong, for one thing, and there are other things.

CHARLIE: She can.

KIRK: No, Charlie.

CHARLIE: She is.

KIRK: No.

CHARLIE: But if I did what you said? If I was gentle…

KIRK: Charlie, there are a million things in this universe you can have, and there are a million things you can’t have. It’s no fun facing that, but that’s the way things are.

CHARLIE: Then what am I going to do?

KIRK: Hang on tight and survive. Everybody does.

CHARLIE: You don’t.

KIRK: Everybody, Charlie. Me, too.

CHARLIE: I’m trying, but I don’t know how.

KIRK: Kirk here.

UHURA: You asked to be notified when we were to make our course adjustments, sir.

KIRK: Ask Mister Spock to see to it. Charlie, come on with me.


KIRK: You’ve got to slap the floor to absorb the energy when you fall. Go ahead, try it. Like everything else, it takes practice, Charlie. Try again. Good. That’s much better. Here, now I’ll show you a shoulder roll. Try that.

CHARLIE: I don’t want to do that.

KIRK: Well, it makes it hard to teach you–

CHARLIE: I don’t want to do that.

KIRK: All right, Charlie. Lesson’s over for today.

CHARLIE: You were going to teach me how to fight.

KIRK: You have to learn to protect yourself in a fall before I do that. It’s more than teaching you to defend yourself. Charlie, I want you to learn. Charlie? Hey, Sam, let me borrow you for a couple easy throws, all right?

SAM: Right.

KIRK: Watch this, Charlie. That wasn’t so bad, was it? Now I’ll throw him. Here we go, Sam.

CHARLIE: That looks hard.

SAM: Oh.

KIRK: Come on, Charlie. Try it. Attaboy. Let’s go.


CHARLIE: Oh!

KIRK: That wasn’t so bad, was it?

CHARLIE: Don’t laugh at me.

KIRK: Cool off.

CHARLIE: Don’t laugh at me!

KIRK: Charlie.

CHARLIE: He shouldn’t have done that. It’s not nice to laugh at people.

KIRK: What happened to him, Charlie?

CHARLIE: He’s gone.

KIRK: That’s no answer.

CHARLIE: He’s gone! I didn’t mean to do that. He made me do it! He laughed at me.

CREWMAN: Bridge.

KIRK: Kirk here. Two men from security, on the double.

CREWMAN: Affirmative.

CHARLIE: What are you going to do to me?

KIRK: I’m confining you to quarters. I want you to stay there.

CHARLIE: I won’t let them hurt me. I’ll make them go away, too.

KIRK: They won’t hurt you, Charlie. They’ll take you to your quarters, Charlie. Go with them.

CHARLIE: No!

KIRK: Go to your quarters.

CHARLIE: He was going to hurt me.

KIRK: Go to your quarters or I’ll pick you up and carry you there.

CHARLIE: I won’t let you.

KIRK: That’s your choice, Charlie.

CHARLIE: I won’t let them hurt me.

KIRK: They won’t hurt you.

UHURA: Captain Kirk.

KIRK: Kirk here.

UHURA: Security reports that all phaser weapons have disappeared. Shall I repeat, Captain?

KIRK: No, I heard you. Have Doctor McCoy and Mister Spock meet me in the Briefing room.


SPOCK: Thasians have been referred to in our records as having the power to transmute objects or render substances invisible. It has generally been regarded as legend, but Charlie does seems to possess this same power.

KIRK: What are chances that Charlie’s not an Earthling, that he’s a Thasian?

MCCOY: No, I don’t think so… not unless they’re exactly like Earthlings. The development of his fingers and toes exactly matches the present development of mans on Earth.

SPOCK: Agreed.

KIRK: Well, whatever he is, we have some idea of the power he has. I know what I saw him do in the gymnasium.

MCCOY: Considering the effect a normal adolescent has on a home… Charlie, with the power he has–

KIRK: Short-tempered, because he doesn’t understand. He needs, he wants. Nothing happens fast enough.

SPOCK: The probability is he’s responsible for the destruction of the Antares, which would indicate a total disregard for human life.

KIRK: He doesn’t understand what life is. He’s a boy.

MCCOY: Well, what do we do with this boy, Jim? How do we keep him caged up?

KIRK: It goes even further than that, Doctor. We can’t take him with us to Earth Colony Five. Can you imagine what he’d do in an open, normal environment? I’ve talked with him, listened. He’s a boy in a man’s body, trying to be an adult with the adolescence in him getting in the way.

SPOCK: And with a weapon in him which could destroy you or anyone, anywhere on this ship.

MCCOY: Well, for the moment he’s stopped. You’re an authority he respects, Jim.

SPOCK: Agreed. The struggle must remain between you and him. Should any of us interfere…


CHARLIE: You wanted to ask me something, he said.

KIRK: Are you responsible for what happened to the Antares, Charlie?

CHARLIE: Why?

KIRK: Answer me.

CHARLIE: Yes. There was a warped baffle-plate on the shield of their energy pile. I made it go away. It would’ve blown up anyway. Well, they weren’t nice to me! They wanted to get rid of me. They don’t now.

KIRK: What about us, Charlie?

CHARLIE: I don’t know.

SPOCK: We’re in the hands of an adolescent.


KIRK: Lieutenant, raise Colony Five. I want to speak directly to the governor.

UHURA: Yes, sir.

KIRK: Navigator, lay a course away from Colony Five. Buy me some time.

NAVIGATOR: Yes, sir.

KIRK: Spock, get the doctor up here on the double. How bad is it?

UHURA: I think it’s all right, sir. Sir, there’s no reason for that panel to cross-circuit like that. I checked it over myself not fifteen minutes ago.

NAVIGATOR: Captain! I can’t feed any course co-ordinates into the panel, sir. It rejects the course change.

PILOT: Helm doesn’t respond either, sir.

KIRK: Mister Spock, you getting any readings on your instruments?

SPOCK: Yes, sir. There’s a Tyger, tyger, burning bright in the forest of the night.

KIRK: Mister Spock.

SPOCK: I’m trying to– Saturn rings around my head, down a road that’s Martian red.

CHARLIE: You’re trying to change course, Captain. You can’t do that. I want to get to Colony Five as soon as we can.

KIRK: Release the transmitter.

CHARLIE: You don’t need all that subspace chatter.

MCCOY: What’s going on here? Spock calls me to the Bridge and goes into some kind of poetry.

KIRK: See to her, Doctor.

SPOCK: Once upon a midnight dreary while I pondered, weak and weary.

CHARLIE: Very nice, Mister Ears. Oh, I can make him do anything, whirl around, laugh, anything.

KIRK: That’s enough, Charlie.

CHARLIE: Don’t you think he’s funny? I think he’s funny.

KIRK: Leave my crew alone.

SPOCK: Jim, he’ll soon reach a point where he won’t back down.

KIRK: I know.


TINA: Charlie, what’s wrong?


CHARLIE: I have something for you. Pink is your favorite, isn’t it?

RAND: You don’t walk into a room without knocking.

CHARLIE: Don’t ever lock your door on me again, Janice. I love you.

RAND: I’ll lock it when I please. What is it you want, anyway?

CHARLIE: You. I only want to be nice to you. I can give you anything. Just, just tell me.

RAND: I want you to get out.

CHARLIE: But I only want to be nice to you.

RAND: Get out, Charlie.

KIRK: Spock.

RAND: I can’t make it any plainer than that.

CHARLIE: I love you.

RAND: You don’t know what the word means.

CHARLIE: Then show me.

RAND: No! Charlie!

CHARLIE: Why did she do that? I loved her, but she wasn’t nice at all. What you did wasn’t nice either, but I still need you, Captain. The Enterprise isn’t quite like the Antares. Running the Antares was easy. You have to be nice. All right?

KIRK: Mister Spock?

SPOCK: My legs. They’re broken.

KIRK: Let him go, too, Charlie.

CHARLIE: Why?

KIRK: Because I’m telling you to. Because you need me to run the ship, and I need him.

CHARLIE: If you try to hurt me again, I’ll make a lot of people go away.

KIRK: And what about Yeoman Janice? Is she dead? Gone? Destroyed?

CHARLIE: I won’t tell you. Growing up isn’t so much. I’m not a man, and I can do anything! You can’t.


SPOCK: I’ll activate the force field myself. You can return to your section.

CHARLIE: He had a mean look. I had to freeze him. I like happy looks. Aren’t you coming in?

CHARLIE: That wasn’t nice. You’ll be sorry. You wait, you’ll see, you’ll be sorry you did that. You will.¬† No. No laughing!


UHURA: Captain Kirk, my instruments show we’re receiving a message on subspace frequency three, ship-to-ship. I can’t hear it, sir.

KIRK: Are you creating that message, Charlie, or you’re blocking one that’s coming in.

CHARLIE: It’s my game, Captain. You have to find out. Like you said, that’s how the game’s played. You can have it now. I’ve locked on course for Colony Five again.

KIRK: I’ve waited long enough. I’m going to take him on.

MCCOY: You don’t have any special immunity. Not anymore. Pushed far enough, he’d send you off to oblivion, too.

KIRK: Mister Spock?

SPOCK: Out of the question.

KIRK: Wait a minute. Does Charlie…? Now, wait, Spock, has he done away with anybody since he took over?

SPOCK: Not so far as we know.

KIRK: Maybe he can’t. Could be he’s overreached himself. It’s a big ship. He’s taken full control. If we could tax his power, turn on every device on the ship, every circuit, every light, all of it, and while he’s fighting that… if I could distract him, maybe you could tranquilize him, keep him under until we reach Colony Five.

MCCOY: Risky, Jim.

KIRK: If we don’t try, Doctor, he’ll get rid of us anyway. There’s no choice, gentlemen, none at all.


CHARLIE: I can make you all go away anytime I want to.

KIRK: Get out of my chair, Charlie, and get out of it now.

CHARLIE: I’ve got your ship, Captain.

KIRK: Maybe, Charlie, but I don’t think you can handle any more. I think you’ve reached your limit and can’t take on one more thing, but you’re going to have to.

CHARLIE: I could’ve sent you away before, but I didn’t.

KIRK: You’re going to have to take me on.

CHARLIE: Don’t make me do it now.

KIRK: You’ve got my ship, and I want it back. I want my crew back, whole, if I have to break your neck to do it!

CHARLIE: Don’t push me. Sorry. I’m sorry, but… Stop it. I said stop it!

SPOCK: Captain, the navigation console is clear now. The ship is answering the helm.

UHURA: Sir, something off our starboard bow. The message says they’re from Thasus.


CHARLIE: Oh.

RAND: Captain, how did I…?

KIRK: It’s all right, Yeoman.

SPOCK: Sensors show there something’s there, Captain. Deflectors indicate no solid substance.

CHARLIE: No! Oh, no, please, don’t let them take me. I can’t live with them anymore. You’re my friends. You said you were my friends, remember? When I came aboard! Please, I want to go home. Take me home.

THASIAN: I have taken my form from centuries ago, so that I may communicate with you. We did not realize until too late that the boy had gone, and we are saddened that his escape cost the lives of the first ship. We could not help them, but we have returned your people and your ship to you. Everything is as it was.

CHARLIE: I won’t do it again. Please, I’ll be good. I won’t ever do it again. I’m sorry about the Antares. I’m sorry! When I came aboard! Please, I want to go with you. Help me!

KIRK: The boy belongs with his own kind.

THASIAN: That would be impossible.

KIRK: With training, we can teach him to live in our society. If he can be taught not to use his power…

THASIAN: We gave him the power so he could live. He will use it, always, and he would destroy you and your kind, or you would be forced to destroy him to save yourselves.

KIRK: Is there nothing you can do?

THASIAN: We offer him life, and we will take care of him. Come, Charles.

CHARLIE: Oh, please, don’t let them take me. I can’t even touch them! Janice, they can’t feel. Not like you! They don’t love! Please, I want to stay.

UHURA: Charlie’s back on board the Thasian ship, sir. They signal they’re leaving.

KIRK: It’s all right, Yeoman. It’s all over now.

 

"Charlie X" Charlie gets in trouble with his parents for torturing the Enterprise crew. "Star Trek" season one.

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Star Trek Transcript: The Man Trap

Star Trek: “The Man Trap” Transcript

 

American actor DeForest Kelley (1920 - 1999) as Dr. Leonard 'Bones' McCoy and American actress Jeanne Bal (1928 - 1996) as Nancy Crater appear in a scene from 'The Man Trap,' the premiere episode of 'Star Trek,' which aired on September 8, 1966. (Photo by CBS Photo Archive )

KIRK: Captain’s log, Stardate 1513.1. Our position, orbiting planet M-113. On board the Enterprise, Mister Spock temporarily in command. On the planet the ruins of an ancient and long-dead civilisation. Ship’s surgeon McCoy and myself are now beaming down to the planet’s surface. Our mission, routine medical examination of archaeologist Robert Crater and his wife Nancy. Routine but for the fact that Nancy Crater is that one woman in Doctor McCoy’s past.


KIRK: Shall we pick some flowers, Doctor? When a man visits an old girlfriend, she usually expects something like that.

MCCOY: Is that how you get girls to like you, by bribing them? There doesn’t seem to be anybody around, does there?

KIRK: They’ll be along. You rushed us down ten minutes early.


KIRK: Professor Crater? Professor? Mrs. Crater? Nervous, Dr. McCoy?

MCCOY: Yeah, a little bit, I guess. You see, we walked out of each other’s lives ten years ago. She married Crater, and for all I know she may have forgotten me completely. Of all the bonehead ideas, Jim, how’d I let myself in for things like this?

NANCY: Leonard!

MCCOY: Nancy.

NANCY: Hello.

MCCOY: It’s good to see you.

NANCY: Let me look at you.

MCCOY: You haven’t aged a day. Oh, this is Captain Jim Kirk of the Enterprise.

KIRK: Mrs. Crater. I’ve heard a great deal about you.

NANCY: All good, I hope.

MCCOY: And Crewman Darnell.

DARNELL: How do you do, ma’am?

KIRK: Something wrong, Darnell?

DARNELL: Excuse me, sir, but, ma’am, if I didn’t know better I would swear you were someone I left behind on Wrigley’s Pleasure Planet. It’s funny, you’re exactly like a girl that–

MCCOY: A little less mouth, Darnell.

DARNELL: I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. I mean, I know it’s impossible, of course.

KIRK: Why don’t you step outside, Darnell?

DARNELL: Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

KIRK: Maybe I’ll step outside, too.

NANCY: What? And let Plum examine me all alone?

KIRK: Plum?

MCCOY: Plum.

NANCY: A nickname I gave Leonard when we were very young.

MCCOY: I’ll, er, I’ll wait for the professor and I’ll catch you both at once.

NANCY: I’d better go get Bob. Every time he starts digging he forgets time, sleep, food, everything. Be back in a minute.


BLONDE NANCY: It’s quite warm here, isn’t it?


Kirk: Captain’s log, additional entry. Since our mission was routine, we had beamed down to the planet without suspicion. We were unaware each member of the landing party was seeing a different woman, a different Nancy Crater.


KIRK: Professor Crater, I’m Captain Kirk. This is–

CRATER: The heroic Captain and the intrepid doctor cross interstellar space to preserve our health. Your sense of duty is overwhelming. Now will you please go back where you came from and tell whoever issues your orders to leave me and my wife alone. We need salt against the heat. Aside from that, we’re doing very well, thank you.

MCCOY: I’m pleased you’re doing well, but I’m required to confirm that fact.

CRATER: Doubtless the good surgeon will enjoy prodding and poking us with his arcane machinery. Go away, we don’t want you.

MCCOY: What you want is unimportant right now. What you will get is required by the book.

KIRK: Quote: All research personnel on alien planets are required to have their health certified by a starship surgeon at one-year intervals.” Like it or not, Professor, as commander of the starship, I’m required–

CRATER: To show your gold braid to everyone. You love it, don’t you?

KIRK: He’s all yours, Plum. Doctor McCoy.

MCCOY: Sit down and breathe deeply, please.

CRATER: Did I hear you call him Doctor McCoy?

MCCOY: You did.

CRATER: McCoy. I’ve heard Nancy speak of a Doctor McCoy.

MCCOY: That’s me. Didn’t she mention I was here?

CRATER: You’ve seen Nancy?

KIRK: She went out to get you.

CRATER: You’ve seen her too? You were with the good Doctor?

KIRK: Yes. Why?

CRATER: Nothing. It’s just that it gives me pleasure to know that she’s gotten to see an old friend and has a chance for some company. It’s different for me, I enjoy solitude. But for a woman. You understand, of course?

MCCOY: Well, it certainly hasn’t aged her. She looks exactly as I knew her twelve years ago. Amazing, Jim. Like a girl of twenty five.

CRATER: Sorry. I’m sorry, Captain, sit down. I seem to have forgotten my manners.

KIRK: Quite all right.

MCCOY: I’m not joking, Jim. She hasn’t aged a day. She doesn’t have a grey hair on her head.

KIRK: She’s got some grey, Bones. Excuse me, Professor, she’s a handsome woman, yes, but hardly twenty five.

CRATER: You’ve seen my wife with the eyes of your past attachment, Doctor. I’m sure when Nancy lets– when you see her again, she’ll be a believable age.

MCCOY: Well, at any rate, she doesn’t look a day over thirty.

CRATER: Genuine affection. I’m glad you still feel it for her. Leonard, isn’t it? She’s a fine woman.

MCCOY: Open your mouth.

CRATER: Why, I thought the machine–

MCCOY: The machine is capable of almost anything, but I’ll still put my trust in a healthy set of tonsils. Now, open your mouth.


KIRK: McCoy.

MCCOY: Dead, Jim. Strange. A red mottling all over his face.

KIRK: What happened?

CRATER: What do you suppose happened, Captain? You beam down a crewman who doesn’t know better than to eat an untested plant.

KIRK: I’ve just lost a crewman, Mrs. Crater. I want to know what happened.

NANCY: Well, I, I–

MCCOY: Take it easy, Nancy. Just tell us what you know.

NANCY: I was just… I couldn’t find Bob, and I was coming back. I crossed to your crewman. I wanted him to know I wasn’t offended by the things he’d said back there. You remember…. Then I, I noticed he had a Borgia plant in his hand. Before I could say anything, he, he’d taken a bite from it. He fell, his face all twisted, and– Leonard, you’re looking at me like you don’t believe me.

MCCOY: No, no, no, no, it’s not that. It’s something entirely different. Jim, I suppose we could complete these examinations later.

CRATER: We don’t need an examination.¬† You can see that. Perhaps you’d better take your man and–

KIRK: We’re well aware of our next duties, Professor. We’ll complete your examinations tomorrow. Transporter room.

CREWMAN: Transporter room, Captain.

KIRK: Lock onto us. Three beaming up.

SCOTT: Locked onto you, Captain.

NANCY: Salt. You did ask them about more salt tablets?

CRATER: I’ll take care of the provisioning, Nancy.


SPOCK: Miss Uhura, your last sub-space log contained an error in the frequencies column.

UHURA: Mister Spock, sometimes I think if I hear that word, “frequency” once more, I’ll cry.

SPOCK: Cry?

UHURA: I was just trying to start a conversation.

SPOCK: Well, since it is illogical for a communications officer to resent the word, “frequency,” I have no answer.

UHURA: No, you have an answer. I’m an illogical woman who’s beginning to feel too much a part of that communications console. Why don’t you tell me I’m an attractive young lady, or ask me if I’ve ever been in love? Tell me how your planet Vulcan looks on a lazy evening when the moon is full.

SPOCK: Vulcan has no moon, Miss Uhura.

UHURA: I’m not surprised, Mister Spock.

CREWMAN: Transporter room to Bridge. Landing party returning. They report one death.

SPOCK: Bridge acknowledging.

UHURA: I don’t believe it.

SPOCK: Explain.

UHURA: You explain. That means that somebody is dead and you just sit there. It could be Captain Kirk. He’s the closest thing you have to a friend.

SPOCK: Lieutenant, my demonstration of concern will not change what happened. The transporter room is very well-manned and they will call if they need my assistance.


MCCOY: She called it a Borgia plant.

KIRK: Something new to me.

SPOCK: Bridge to Dispensary.

KIRK: Go ahead, Mister Spock.

SPOCK: Borgia plant listed in library record tapes as carbon group three vegetation similar to Earth nightshade family. Alkaloid poison. Chemical structure common to Class M planets. About the strange mottling on his facial skin surface…there is no reference to this symptom.

MCCOY: Hmm. Well, then, this man wasn’t poisoned.

KIRK: Stand by, Mister Spock. She said she saw him eat the plant.

MCCOY: She’s mistaken. I know alkaloid poison– what to look for. There’s not a trace of it in his body.

KIRK: There were bits of the plant in his mouth.

MCCOY: Jim, don’t tell me my business. He could not have swallowed any. My instruments would have picked up any trace of it whatsoever.

KIRK: Then what kills a healthy man–

MCCOY: I’ll tell you something else. This man shouldn’t be dead. I can’t find anything wrong with him. According to all the tests he should just get up and walk away from here. I don’t know. I’ll have the tests double-checked. My eyes may be tricking me. I swear, Jim, when I first saw her she looked just as I’d known her ten years ago. Granted, for a moment I may have been looking at her through a romantic haze…

KIRK: How your lost love affects your vision, Doctor, doesn’t interest me. I’ve lost a man. I want to know what killed him.

MCCOY: Yes, sir.


Kirk: Captain’s log, Stardate 1513.4. In orbit around planet M-113. One crewman, member of the landing party, dead by violence. Cause unknown, but we are certain the cause of death was not poison.


UHURA: Message, Captain. Starship base on Caran 4 requesting explanation of our delay here, sir. Space Commander Dominguez says we have supplies he urgently needs.

Kirk: Tell Jose he’ll get his chili peppers when we get there. Tell him they’re prime Mexican reds. I handpicked them myself, but he won’t die if he goes a few more days without them. Got it?

UHURA: Got it, Captain.

KIRK: Well?

SPOCK: No mistake in our record tapes. Borgia plant. Its sole deadly property is alkaloid poison.

KIRK: And Professor Crater and wife?

SPOCK: Check out perfectly. They arrived here nearly five years ago. Visited by various vessels, made fairly heavy shipments out, of artefacts and reports. However, there has been a marked drop in shipments during the last year.

MCCOY: Dispensary to Captain.

KIRK: Kirk here.

MCCOY: We found something.

KIRK: What is it?

MCCOY: I’d rather not put it on the speaker.


SPOCK: Fascinating.

MCCOY: So improbable we almost didn’t check it.

KIRK: What?

SPOCK: Sodium chloride. Not a trace of it.

MCCOY: This man has no salt in his body at all.

KIRK: Can you explain that, Doctor?

MCCOY: I can’t, except that what we normally carry in our bodies is gone from his.

SPOCK: He would die almost instantly.

KIRK: How? There isn’t a mark on his body.

MCCOY: Except the red rings on his face.

KIRK: You called that skin mottling.

MCCOY: I thought it was, sir. Another error on my part.

KIRK: I’m not counting them, Bones. Are you in the mood for an apology?

MCCOY: Oh, forget it. I probably was mooning over her. I should have been thinking about my job.

KIRK: Perhaps you were. Both Nancy and Crater went out of their way to mention one item they needed.

MCCOY: Salt tablets.

KIRK: Mister Spock, outfit a landing party. We’re beaming down with some questions.


CRATER: One might think that you had more important duties than harassing people, Captain.

KIRK: I have, Professor. Believe me, I have. Where is Mrs. Crater? I want to talk to her, too.

CRATER: Captain, you can’t just beam down here and bully us, and interfere with our work.

KIRK: Mrs. Crater. I won’t ask again.

CRATER: Possibly at the other diggings. We don’t keep military logs.

KIRK: Green, find her.

GREEN: Yes, sir.

KIRK: Mister Spock.

SPOCK: Standing by.

KIRK: Sturgeon, transport a sample of the plant to Mister Spock. We’ll check if it’s actually the Borgia plant or something we don’t understand. You got that, Mister Spock?

SPOCK: Complete analysis.

CRATER: Captain, considering the inescapable fact that you are a trespasser on my planet…

KIRK: Your complaint is noted, sir. Look, something we don’t understand killed one of my men. It could prove to be a danger to you and Mrs. Crater, too.

CRATER: We’ve been here for almost five years. If there were anything hostile here we would know about it, wouldn’t we?

KIRK: Bones, tell the professor what the autopsy revealed.

MCCOY: Our crewman died of salt depletion. Sudden, total loss of it. Medically impossible by any standards.

KIRK: And by coincidence, both you and Mrs. Crater requested salt tablets.

CRATER: And your esteemed physician cannot explain our need for salt tablets?

KIRK: We’re all aware of the need for salt on a hot and arid planet like this, Professor, but it’s a mystery, and I don’t like mysteries. They give me a bellyache, and I’ve got a beauty right now.

CRATER: Nancy and I started with twenty five pounds. This is what we have left. Now, what is so mysterious about that?

MCCOY: Salt.

KIRK: One of the missions of the Enterprise is to protect human life in places like this. I’m going to have to ask you and Mrs. Crater to stay aboard my ship until we find out what killed that crewman.

CRATER: But you can’t do that.

KIRK: But I can, Professor.

CRATER: It’ll interfere with our work.

KIRK: How? You’ve been here five years. Will a couple of days make a difference? Mister Spock.

SPOCK: Spock here.

KIRK: Arrange quarters for Professor and Mrs. Crater. Did you get the plant analysis?

SPOCK: It is the Borgia variety, Captain. Could not have caused Darnell’s death.

MCCOY: Jim, he’s run off.


CRATER: Nancy! You! Salt! I’ve got salt! Smell it! Smell it, Nancy!

KIRK: Professor Crater! Professor Crater!

MCCOY: Professor Crater!

KIRK: Professor Crater! Professor! Professor!

MCCOY: Jim! Jim, it’s Sturgeon. He’s dead.

KIRK: We’d better locate Crewman Green. Green! Green! Crewman Green, report! Green!


MCCOY: Crewman Green, report! Green! Green, where are you? Could it be Crater? He came this way.

KIRK: I don’t know. Green! Did you see this?

GREEN: Yes, sir. Sturgeon was dead when I found him. I was circling to find whatever it was.

MCCOY: Same red rings on his face. Have you seen Nancy? Mrs. Crater?

GREEN: No, sir. I checked all through the ruins.

MCCOY: I’m worried about her, Jim. She’s not at the quarters, she’s not at the diggings. She could be in trouble. Nancy!

KIRK: Crater!

MCCOY: Nancy, it’s Leonard!

KIRK: We’re beaming aboard the ship, Doctor.

MCCOY: You can’t leave her!

KIRK: We can’t search this whole planet on foot.

MCCOY: Jim!

KIRK: You could learn something from Mister Spock, Doctor. Stop thinking with your glands. We’ve equipment aboard the Enterprise that could pinpoint a match lit anywhere on this planet, or the heat of a body. Transporter room, Kirk speaking. Three to beam up.


KIRK: Kirk to Bridge.

SPOCK: Spock here.

KIRK: Break out the surface search equipment. I want co-ordinates on two people.

SPOCK: Acknowledged.

KIRK: There’s a body down there. Sturgeon.

TRANSPORTER OPERATOR: We’ll bring him home, sir.

KIRK: You could use some sleep, Bones.

MCCOY: All right, Jim.


KIRK: Bridge.


RAND: Oh, Green, what went on down there? Who do you think you are?


SPOCK: Something odd, Captain. You said two people.

KIRK: Professor and Nancy Crater.

SPOCK: We get a reading on only one person… probably Crater. He’s circling as if searching for something.

KIRK: Expand search radius.

SPOCK: Yes, sir.


RAND: Why don’t you go chase an asteroid?

REDSHIRT: Hey, Janice, is that for me?

RAND: Don’t you wish it was?

BLUESHIRT: How about that?

REDSHIRT: Yeah, how’d you like to have her as your personal yeoman?


RAND: Where are you, Sulu?

SULU: In here feeding the weepers, Janice.

RAND: I’ve got your tray.

SULU: May the Great Bird of the Galaxy bless your planet.

RAND: Thank you. Hello, Beauregard. How are you today, darling?

SULU: Her name’s Gertrude.

RAND: No, it’s a he plant. A girl can tell.

SULU: Why do people have to call inanimate objects she, like, “She’s a fast ship.”

RAND: He is not an inanimate object. He’s so animate he makes me nervous. In fact, I keep expecting one of these plants of yours to grab me.

SULU: Hello, Green.

RAND: He’s not talking today. You been nipping Saurian brandy or something?

SULU: Take it easy. Calm down. Very sensitive.

RAND: He’s the real spook. Suppose he’s going space happy or something?


UHURA: The door to my quarters still rattles when it opens. Would you stop by and see if you can do something about it? Thanks, Bobby. Crewman, do I know you?

CREWMAN: In a way, ma’am. You were just thinking of someone like me. I’m guessing of course, but you do look a little lonely.

UHURA: I see. So naturally, when I’m lonely I think of you.

CREWMAN: Ina cuvanea mwanamke turee.

UHURA: Una kafeeri Hur. You’re Swahili?

KIRK: Lieutenant Uhura to the Bridge. Lieutenant Uhura to the Bridge.

RAND: I’d better get this tray back. Bye, Beauregard.

SULU: Wait a minute, I’ll walk along.

KIRK: Lieutenant Uhura, report to the Bridge.

UHURA: Lieutenant Uhura. On my way, sir.


MCCOY: McCoy to Bridge. Captain there?

KIRK: Kirk here. Nothing to report, Doctor. We haven’t located Mrs. Crater. What’s the matter, can’t you sleep?

MCCOY: Nope.

KIRK: Try taking one of those red pills you gave me last week. You’ll sleep.


SPOCK: The simple fact is unless there’s something seriously wrong with the ship’s equipment, there’s only one person within a one hundred mile circle.

KIRK: All right. We’ll triangulate on him. We’ll let Professor Crater explain what happened to his wife. Remember my instructions, Lieutenant. Keep a tight fix on us. If we let out a yell, I want an armed party down there before the echo dies.

UHURA: Yes, Captain.


MCCOY: Nancy. Well, come in. come in. I’ve been worried sick about you. I wonder why Jim didn’t tell me he found you.

NANCY: I’m so happy to see you, Leonard. The others, they– I, I don’t relate to them as much as you. You have such strong memories of me.

MCCOY: Well…

NANCY: You do care, don’t you, Leonard? It makes me feel so, so safe.

MCCOY: Nancy, er…

NANCY: My husband? I like your feelings better. Much stronger. But you’re tired, You need to rest.

MCCOY: You’re as bad as Jim Kirk. He’s been telling me to take these.

NANCY: I think you should. I’ll get you some water.


RAND: Look at his face!

SULU: Bridge. Sulu. Trouble on Deck Nine, Section Two. We need a medical team.


KIRK: Captain’s log, Stardate 1513.8. I am now certain that the violent death of my crewmen was caused by some strange life-form.


MCCOY: I was so worried. Your husband acting strange, crewmen dying…

NANCY: You’re so tired, darling. Just rest now.

UHURA: Medical department alert. Doctors and medics acknowledge.

NANCY: It’s nothing, dear. It’s nothing. You just sleep. Nancy will take care of everything.

UHURA: Dr. McCoy to the Bridge. Dr. McCoy to the Bridge. Dr. McCoy to the Bridge.


KIRK: Captain’s log, additional. Armed and able-bodied crewmen are not attacked and slaughtered this easily. Apparently, the killer can immobilize them as it approaches perhaps with some hypnotic or paralysing power. The answer lies with Professor Crater.


KIRK: Professor Crater.

CRATER: Go away! We don’t want you here.

KIRK: We? Where’s your wife, Professor? We’re concerned about her.

CRATER: I’m armed. Go away.

KIRK: Where’s your wife, Professor?

CRATER: She’s no concern of yours.

KIRK: We’re worried about her safety, aren’t you? Professor, you’re a reasonable man, let me– Kirk here.

SULU: Casualty, Captain. Barnhart was found dead on Deck Nine. Same symptoms.

SPOCK: Spock cutting in, Captain. Something here, through the arches to your left.

KIRK: Stand by, Mister Sulu. Spock has something.

SPOCK: Green.

KIRK: He beamed up to the ship with us.

SPOCK: Or something did.

KIRK: Enterprise from Kirk.

SULU: Bridge. Sulu.

KIRK: You have an intruder aboard. Could be masquerading as Crewman Green. General quarters, security condition three.

SULU: GQ security three, sir.


SULU: General quarters three. Intruder alert. GQ three. Intruder alert. General quarters three. Intruder alert. GQ three. Intruder alert.

UHURA: Reporting GQ three secure, Captain. Do you require assistance there?

SPOCK: Crater knows the creature. If we could take him alive…

KIRK: Negative, Lieutenant, but keep locked in on us. Kirk out. Let’s get him.

CRATER: We don’t want you here! We’re happy alone! I’ll kill to stay alone. You hear that, Kirk? Or you’ll have to kill me. I don’t care either way.

SPOCK: Obviously, taking him alive is going to be difficult.

KIRK: Set your phaser on one quarter. I’ll leave mine on stun.

SPOCK: Why risk your life for his?

KIRK: He’s not trying to kill us, he’s trying to frighten us, and he’s doing a pretty good job.


SULU: GQ three now secured except for Decks Five, Seven, and Ten. Come in, please.

UHURA: He’s not in supply and maintenance.

SULU: Go to Engineering now. Run through file photos of the crewmen there.

UHURA: Check.

SECURITY: Deck Five reporting. Crewman Green is not in his quarters. No one has seen him

SULU: Keep in mind if you find him, he’s not Crewman Green. The Captain reports Crewman Green is dead.

RAND: And he, or rather it, followed me. I thought there was something twitchy about him.

SULU: He– whatever, was probably your crewman, too, Lieutenant.

UHURA: He must have been it. You know, I would have remembered a crewman like him.

MCCOY: The creature leading you a merry chase, Mister Sulu?

SULU: The creature?

MCCOY: Or whatever it is that’s killing the crewmen. Perhaps I can help. Fill me in.


KIRK: Set.

SPOCK: Acknowledged. Crater!

KIRK: Your wife, Professor. Where is she? Your wife, Professor. Where is she?

CRATER: She was the last of her kind.

KIRK: The last of her kind?

CRATER: The last of its kind. Earth history, remember? Like the passenger pigeon or buffalo. Ooh! I feel strange.

KIRK: Just stunned. You’ll be able to think in a minute.

SPOCK: The Earth buffalo. What about it?

CRATER: Once there were millions of them… prairies black with them. One herd covered three whole states, and when they moved they were like thunder.

SPOCK: And now they’re gone. Is that what you mean?

CRATER: Like the creatures here. Once there were millions of them. Now there’s one left. Nancy understood.

SPOCK: Always in the past tense.

KIRK: Where’s your wife? Where is she now?

CRATER: Dead. Buried up on the hill. It killed her.

KIRK: When?

CRATER: Oh, a year, or was it two?

KIRK: Kirk to Enterprise.

SULU: Bridge to Captain. Sulu here.

KIRK: It’s definite, Mister Sulu. The intruder can assume any shape. Crewmen, you, myself, anyone. Do you understand?

SULU: Affirmative, Captain.

KIRK: Go to GQ four.

SULU: General quarters four, Captain.

CRATER: The creature was trying to survive. It has that right, doesn’t it?

KIRK: Kirk to transporter room. Three to beam up.

CRATER: They needed salt to stay alive. There was no more salt. It’s the last one. The buffalo. There is no difference.

KIRK: There’s one, Professor. Your creature is killing my people.


KIRK: Captain’s log, continuing. The Enterprise has been invaded by a creature capable of assuming any form, and with the capacity to paralyse and draw the life from any one of us.


SULU: Deck Five, Section Three. Deck Five, Section Three. Report.

SECURITY: Security 3 A here. 3 B in sight.


UHURA: Negative, Captain. I’ve checked every face on this vessel. It was not a crewman I saw.

KIRK: Yeoman Rand, how long was this Green with you?

RAND: As long as he… it thought it could get to the salt on my tray, sir.

KIRK: Mister Spock?

SPOCK: Supplies of salt have been set out as bait at all decks and engineering levels, Captain. However, no one or nothing has approached them as yet.

KIRK: Dr. McCoy?

MCCOY: Yes?

KIRK: Medical department report, Doctor.

MCCOY: Oh. Well, we could offer it salt without tricks. There’s no reason for it to attack us.

SPOCK: Your attitude is laudable, Doctor, but your reasoning is reckless.

CRATER: The creature is not dangerous when fed.

MCCOY: No, it’s simply trying to survive by using its natural ability to take other forms.

CRATER: The way the chameleon uses its protective colouring, an ability retained no doubt from its primitive state, the way we have retained our incisor teeth. They were once fangs. Certain of our muscles were designed for chase. It uses its ability the way we would use our muscles and teeth if necessary, to stay alive.

MCCOY: And like us, it’s an intelligent animal. There’s no need to hunt it down.

SPOCK: A very interesting hypothesis, Doctor. Briefing room.

SULU: All the halls sealed off. All weapons accounted for and locked away. Security four in effect on every level. Still no lead on intruder.

KIRK: Thank you, Lieutenant. Continue the search. Crater, we don’t know who or what we’re looking for. We need your help, and now.

CRATER: I demanded, I even begged that you get off my planet.

KIRK: Can you recognise this thing When you see it? Professor, I’ll forego charges up to this point but this creature’s aboard my ship and I’ll have it, or I’ll have your skin, or both. Now where is it?

CRATER: I loved Nancy very much. Few women like my Nancy. She lives in my dreams. She walks and sings in them.

KIRK: And it becomes Nancy for you.

CRATER: Not because of tricks. It doesn’t trick me. It needs love as much as it needs salt. When it killed Nancy, I almost destroyed it, but– it isn’t just a beast. It is intelligent and the last of its kind.

KIRK: You bleed too much, Crater. You’re too pure and noble. Are you saving the last of its kind, or has this become Crater’s private heaven, here on this planet? This thing becomes wife, lover, best friend, wise man, fool, idol, slave. It isn’t a bad life to have everyone in the universe at your beck and call, and you win all the arguments.

CRATER: You don’t understand.

KIRK: Have you learned to see this thing in whatever form it becomes?

CRATER: Yes.

KIRK: Are you going to help us find it?

CRATER: Sorry, I can’t.

SPOCK: Recommend we use truth serum, Captain.

KIRK: Doctor?

MCCOY: Well, I resist using it, but in this case the professor will give us the truth.

KIRK: Take him.

SPOCK: I’ll accompany you, Doctor.

MCCOY: Oh, yes. Of course.


CREWMAN: Captain Kirk to dispensary. Captain Kirk to dispensary.


SPOCK: It wasn’t McCoy. It was the creature. It hit me. Crater grabbed my phaser. I wondered about McCoy. Doubt had crossed my mind.

RAND: Captain. Professor Crater.

KIRK: Dead. But it had you, too.

SPOCK: Fortunately, my ancestors spawned in another ocean than yours did. My blood cells are quite different.


NANCY: Leonard. Leonard, wake up. Please help me. Help me, Leonard. They’re trying to kill me. Don’t let them kill me!

MCCOY: Easy, easy. Nobody’s going to–

NANCY: But you must help me!

KIRK: Move aside, Bones.

MCCOY: What’s going on here, Jim?

KIRK: She’s not Nancy, Bones.

MCCOY: Are you insane?

KIRK: It killed four crewmen. Now Crater.

MCCOY: It?

KIRK: The creature. It kills. It needs salt to live. Bones, move aside.

MCCOY: No!

KIRK: My guess is she needs more. You want it, Nancy? Come and get it.

MCCOY: You’re frightening her, Jim.

KIRK: Not fright. Hunger. Look at her.

NANCY: Leonard, if you love me, make him go away.

KIRK: Come on. You want this, Nancy? Come on Nancy. Come and get it. Come and get it. Here it is.

NANCY: Leonard, help me.

MCCOY: Stop it, Jim!

KIRK: McCoy, get out of the way!

MCCOY: Are you out of your mind?

KIRK: Get out of the way.

SPOCK: It’s killing the Captain. Shoot it, Doctor, quickly!

MCCOY: No! No!

SPOCK: It’s killing the captain! Shoot, quick!

MCCOY: I won’t shoot Nancy.

SPOCK: This is not Nancy. If she were Nancy, could she take this?

MCCOY: Stop it! Stop it, Spock! Stop it!

SPOCK: Is that Nancy, Doctor?

MCCOY: No. No!

NANCY: Leonard. Leonard, no. Leonard, please.

MCCOY: Lord, forgive me.

KIRK: I’m sorry, Bones.


SULU: Ready to leave orbit, Captain.

SPOCK: Something wrong, Captain?

KIRK: I was thinking about the buffalo, Mister Spock. Warp one, Mister Sulu.

SULU: Warp one, sir. Leaving orbit.

 

The M-113 Creature attacks Captain James T. Kirk, played by Canadian actor William Shatner, in a scene from 'The Man Trap,' the premiere episode of 'Star Trek,' which aired on September 8, 1966. The monster is alternately known as the Salt Creature or the Salt Vampire. (Photo by CBS Photo Archive)

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Star Trek Transcript: The Cage

Star Trek: The Cage Transcript

 

"The Cage" Star Trek first pilot with Jeffrey Hunter as Captain Pike and Leonard Nimoy as Mr. Spock

SPOCK: Check the circuit.

TYLER: All operating, sir.

SPOCK: It can’t be the screen, then. Definitely something out there, Captain, headed this way.

TYLER: It could be these meteorites.

NUMBER ONE: No, it’s something else. There’s still something out there.

TYLER: It’s coming at the speed of light, collision course. The meteorite beam has not deflected it, Captain.

NUMBER ONE: Evasive maneuvers, sir?

PIKE: Steady as we go.

GARISON: It’s a radio wave, sir. We’re passing through an old-style distress signal.

PIKE: They were keyed to cause interference and attract attention this way.

GARISON: A ship in trouble making a forced landing, sir. That’s it. No other message.

TYLER: I have a fix. It comes from the Talos star group.

NUMBER ONE: We’ve no ships or Earth colonies that far out.

SPOCK: Their call letters check with a survey expedition. SS Columbia. It disappeared in that region approximately eighteen years ago.

TYLER: It would take that long for a radio beam to travel from there to here.

SPOCK: Records show the Talos group has never been explored. Solar system similar to Earth, eleven planets. Number four seems to be Class M, oxygen atmosphere.

NUMBER ONE: Then they could still be alive, even after eighteen years.

PIKE: If they survived the crash.

SPOCK: We aren’t going to go, to be certain?

PIKE: Not without any indication of survivors, no. Continue to the Vega Colony and take care of our own sick and injured first. You have the helm. Maintain present course.

NUMBER ONE: Yes, sir.


BOYCE: Boyce here.

PIKE: Drop by my cabin, Doctor. What’s that? I didn’t say there’s anything wrong with me.

BOYCE: I understand we picked up a distress signal.

PIKE: That’s right. Unless we get anything more positive on it, it seems to me the condition of our own crew takes precedent. I’d like to log the ship’s doctor’s opinion, too.

BOYCE: Oh, I concur with yours, definitely.

PIKE: Good. I’m glad you do, because we’re going to stop first at the Vega Colony and replace anybody who needs hospitalization and also– What the devil are you putting in there, ice?

BOYCE: Who wants a warm martini?

PIKE: What makes you think I need one?

BOYCE: Sometimes a man’ll tell his bartender things he’ll never tell his doctor. What’s been on your mind, Chris, the fight on Rigel Seven?

PIKE: Shouldn’t it be? My own yeoman and two others dead, seven injured.

BOYCE: Was there anything you personally could have done to prevent it?

PIKE: Oh, I should have smelled trouble when I saw the swords and the armor. Instead of that, I let myself get trapped in that deserted fortress and attacked by one of their warriors.

BOYCE: Chris, you set standards for yourself no one could meet. You treat everyone on board like a human being except yourself, and now you’re tired and you–

PIKE: You bet I’m tired. You bet. I’m tired of being responsible for two hundred and three lives. I’m tired of deciding which mission is too risky and which isn’t, and who’s going on the landing party and who doesn’t, and who lives and who dies. Boy, I’ve had it, Phil.

BOYCE: To the point of finally taking my advice, a rest leave?

PIKE: To the point of considering resigning.

BOYCE: And do what?

PIKE: Well, for one thing, go home. Nice little town with fifty miles of parkland around it. Remember I told you I had two horses, and we used to take some food and ride out all day.

BOYCE: Ah, that sounds exciting. Ride out with a picnic lunch every day.

PIKE: I said that’s one place I might go. I might go into business on Regulus or on the Orion colony.

BOYCE: You, an Orion trader, dealing in green animal women, slaves?

PIKE: The point is this isn’t the only life available. There’s a whole galaxy of things to choose from.

BOYCE: Not for you. A man either lives life as it happens to him, meets it head-on, and licks it, or he turns his back on it and starts to wither away.

PIKE: Now you’re beginning to talk like a doctor, bartender.

BOYCE: Take your choice. We both get the same two kinds of customers. The living and the dying.

SPOCK: Mister Spock here. We’re intercepting a follow-up message, sir. There are crash survivors on Talos.


GARISON: Eleven survivors from crash. Gravity and oxygen within limits. Food and water obtainable, but unless. The message faded at that point, sir.

PIKE: Address intercraft.

TYLER: System open.

PIKE: This is the captain. Our destination is the Talos star group. Our time warp, factor seven.

TYLER: Course computed and on the screen.

NUMBER ONE: All decks have acknowledged, sir.

PIKE : Engage.

TYLER: On course, sir.

PIKE: Yeoman.

COLT: Yes, sir.

PIKE: I thought I told you that when I’m on the bridge–

COLT: But you wanted the reports by oh five hundred. It’s oh five hundred now, sir.

PIKE: Oh, I see. Thank you.

NUMBER ONE: She’s replacing your former yeoman, sir.

PIKE: She does a good job, all right. It’s just that I can’t get used to having a woman on the bridge. No offense, Lieutenant. You’re different, of course.


TYLER: We’ve settled into orbit, sir.

GEOLOGIST: Geological lab report complete, Captain.

SPOCK: Preliminary lab survey ready, sir.

PIKE: Spectography?

GEOLOGIST: Our reading shows an oxygen nitrogen atmosphere, sir, heavy with inert elements but well within safety limits.

PIKE: Gravity?

GEOLOGIST: Zero point nine of Earth.

TYLER: Captain? Reflections, sir, from the planet’s surface. As I read it, they polarize out as rounded metal bits. Could be parts of a spaceship hull.

PIKE: Prep a landing party of six. You feel up to it?

SPOCK: Yes, sir.

TYLER: Yes, sir.

PIKE: Sorry, Number One. With little information on this planet, we’ll have to leave the ship’s most experienced officer here covering us.

NUMBER ONE: Of course, sir.


PIKE: There’s no indication of problems down there, but let’s not take chances.

PITCAIRN: Yes, sir. There’s a canyon to the left. We can set you there completely unobserved.


GARISON: Sir.

OLD MAN: They’re men. They’re humans.

PIKE: Captain Christopher Pike, United Space Ship Enterprise.

HASKINS: Doctor Theodore Haskins, American Continent lnstitute.

SURVIVOR: Is Earth all right?

PIKE: The same old Earth, and you’ll see it very soon.

TYLER: And you won’t believe how fast you can get back. Well, the time barrier’s been broken. Our new ships can…

HASKINS: This is Vina. Her parents are dead. She was born almost as we crashed.

PIKE: Enterprise.

NUMBER ONE: Landing party, come in.

PIKE: We’ll begin transporting the survivors and their effects up to you very shortly.

NUMBER ONE: Quarters are being prepared, sir. Have I permission to send out scouting and scientific parties now?

PIKE: That’s affirmative on the

VINA: You appear to be healthy and intelligent, Captain. A prime specimen.

NUMBER ONE: I didn’t get that last message, Captain.

PIKE: Er, affirmative on request. Landing party out.

HASKINS: You must forgive her choice of words, Captain. She’s lived her whole life with a collection of aging scientists.

BOYCE: If they can spare you a moment, I’d like to make my medical report.

VINA: I think it’s time to show the Captain our secret.

BOYCE: Their health is excellent. Almost too good.

HASKINS: There’s a reason for our condition, but we’ve had some doubt if Earth is ready to learn the secret. Let the girl show you. We’ll accept your judgment.

VINA: You’re tired, but don’t worry. You’ll feel much better soon. Don’t you see it? Here and here.

PIKE: I don’t understand.

VINA: You will. You’re a perfect choice.


TYLER: Captain!

SPOCK: Spock here.

ONE: Landing party, come in.

SPOCK: There is no survivors’ encampment, Number One. This is all some sort of trap. We’ve lost the Captain. Do you read?


PIKE: Can you hear me? My name is Christopher Pike, commander of the space vehicle Enterprise from a stellar group at the other end of this galaxy. Our intentions are peaceful. Can you understand me?

TALOSIAN: It appears, Magistrate, that the intelligence of the specimen is shockingly limited.

MAGISTRATE: This is no surprise, since his vessel was baited here so easily with a simulated message. As you can read in its thoughts, it is only now beginning to suspect that the survivors and encampment were a simple illusion we placed in their minds.

PIKE: You’re not speaking, yet I can hear you.

MAGISTRATE: You will note the confusion as it reads our thought transmissions.

PIKE: All right then, telepathy. You can read my mind. I can read yours. Now, unless you want my ship to consider capturing me an unfriendly act…

MAGISTRATE: You now see the primitive fear threat reaction. The specimen is about to boast of his strength, the weaponry of his vessel, and so on. Next, frustrated into a need to display physical prowess, the creature will throw himself against the transparency.

PIKE: If you were in here, wouldn’t you test the strength of these walls, too? There’s a way out of any cage, and I’ll find it.

MAGISTRATE: Despite its frustration, the creature appears more adaptable than our specimens from other planets. We can soon begin the experiment.


SPOCK: The inhabitants of this planet must live deep underground, and probably manufacture food and other needs down there. Our tests indicate the planet surface, without considerably more vegetation or some animals, simply too barren to support life.

NUMBER ONE: So we just thought we saw survivors there, Mister Spock.

SPOCK: Exactly. An illusion placed in our minds by this planet’s inhabitants.

BOYCE: It was a perfect illusion. They had us seeing just what we wanted to see, human beings who’d survived with dignity and bravery, everything entirely logical, right down to the building of the camp, the tattered clothing, everything. Now let’s be sure we understand the danger of this. The inhabitants of this planet can read our minds. They can create illusions out of a person’s own thoughts, memories, and experiences, even out of a person’s own desires. Illusions just as real and solid as this table top and just as impossible to ignore.

NUMBER ONE: Any estimate what they might want one of us for?

SPOCK: They may simply be studying the Captain, to find out how Earth people are put together. Or it could be something more.

TYLER: Then why aren’t we doing anything? That entry may have stood up against hand lasers, but we can transmit the ship’s power against it. Enough to blast half a continent.

SPOCK: Look. Brains three times the size of ours. If we start buzzing about down there, we’re liable to find their mental power is so great they could reach out and swat this ship as though it were a fly.

TYLER: It’s Captain Pike they’ve got. He needs help, and he probably needs it fast.

NUMBER ONE: Engineering deck will rig to transmit ship’s power. We’ll try blasting through that metal.


TALOSIAN: Thousands of us are already probing the creature’s thoughts, Magistrate. We find excellent memory capacity.

MAGISTRATE: I read most strongly a recent death struggle in which it fought to protect its life. We will begin with this, giving the specimen something more interesting to protect.


VINA: Come on, we must hide ourselves. Come, come. Hurry. It’s deserted. There’ll be weapons and perhaps food.

PIKE: This is Rigel Seven.

VINA: Please, we must hide ourselves.

PIKE: I was in a cage, a cell, in some kind of a zoo. I must still be there.

VINA: Come on.

PIKE: They’ve reached into my mind and taken the memory of somewhere I’ve been.

VINA: The killer!

PIKE: It’s starting just as it happened two weeks ago. Except for you.


PIKE: Longer hair, different dress, but it is you, the one the survivors called Vina. Or rather the image of Vina. But why you again? Why didn’t they create a different girl?

VINA: Quick. If you attack while it’s not looking…

PIKE: But it’s only a dream.

VINA: You have to kill him as you did here before.

PIKE: You can tell my jailers I won’t go along with it. I’m not an animal performing for its supper.

VINA: It doesn’t matter what you call this, you’ll feel it. That’s what matters. You’ll feel every moment of whatever happens to you. Please, don’t you know what he’ll do to us?

PIKE: Why would an illusion be frightened?

VINA: Because that’s the way you imagined me.

PIKE: Who are you? You act as if this were really you.

VINA: Careful.


VINA: It’s over.

PIKE: Why are you here?

VINA: To please you.

PIKE: Are you real?

VINA: As real as you wish.

PIKE: No, no. No, that’s not an answer. I’ve never met you before, never even imagined you.

VINA: Perhaps they made me out of dreams you’ve forgotten.

PIKE: What, and dress you in the same metal fabric they wear?

VINA: I have to wear something, don’t I? I can wear whatever you wish, be anything you wish.

PIKE: So they can see how their specimen performs? They want to see how I react, is that it?

VINA: Don’t you have a dream, something you’ve always wanted very badly?

PIKE: Or do they do more than just watch me? Do they feel with me, too?

VINA: You can have whatever dream you want. I can become anything, any woman you’ve ever imagined. You can have anything you want in the whole universe. Let me please you.

PIKE: Yes. Yes, you can please me. You can tell me about them. Is there any way I can keep them from probing my mind, from using my thoughts against me? Does that frighten you? Does that mean there is a way?

VINA: You’re a fool.

PIKE: Since you’re not real, there’s not much point in continuing this conversation, is there?


NUMBER ONE: All circuits engaged, Mister Spock.

SPOCK: Standing by, Number One.

NUMBER ONE: Take cover.

SPOCK: Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one.

NUMBER ONE: Increase to full power! Can you give us any more?

SPOCK: Our circuits are beginning to heat. We’ll have to cease power.

NUMBER ONE: Disengage. The top of that knoll should have been sheared off the first second.

BOYCE: Maybe it was. It’s what I tried to explain in the briefing room. Their power of illusion is so great, we can’t be sure of anything we do, anything we see.


VINA: Perhaps if you asked me some questions, I could answer.

PIKE: How far can they control my mind?

VINA: If I tell you, then will you pick some dream you’ve had and let me live it with you?

PIKE: Perhaps.

VINA: They can’t actually make you do anything you don’t want to do.

PIKE: But they try to trick me with their illusions.

VINA: And, they can punish you when you’re not co-operative. You’ll find out about that.

PIKE: Did they ever live on the surface of this planet? Why did they go underground?

VINA: War, thousands of centuries ago.

PIKE: That’s why it’s so barren up there?

VINA; The planet’s only now becoming able to support life again.

PIKE: So the Talosians who came underground found life limited here and they concentrated on developing their mental power.

VINA: But they found it’s a trap. Like a narcotic. Because when dreams become more important than reality, you give up travel, building, creating. You even forget how to repair the machines left behind by your ancestors. You just sit, living and reliving other lives left behind in the thought record.

PIKE: Or sit probing minds of zoo specimens like me.

VINA: You’re better than a theatre to them. They create the illusion for you, they watch you react, feel your emotions. They have a whole collection of specimens, descendants of life brought back long ago from all over this part of the galaxy.

PIKE: Which means they had to have more than one of each animal.

VINA: Please.

PIKE: They’ll need a pair of humans, too. Where do they get intend to get the Earth woman?

VINA: You said that if I answered questions…

PIKE: But that was a bargain with something that didn’t exist. You said you weren’t real, remember?

VINA: I’m a woman as real and as human as you are. We’re like Adam and Eve. If we– Don’t. Please don’t punish me!

MAGISTRATE: The vial contains a nourishing protein complex.

PIKE: Is the keeper actually communicating with one of his animals?

MAGISTRATE: If the form and the color is not appealing, it can appear as any food you wish to visualize.

PIKE: And if I prefer–

MAGISTRATE: To starve? You overlook the unpleasant alternative of punishment. From a fable you once heard in childhood. You will now consume the nourishment.

PIKE: Why not just put irresistible hunger in my mind? Because you can’t, can you? You do have limitations, don’t you?

MAGISTRATE: If you continue to disobey, from deeper in your mind, there are things even more unpleasant.

PIKE: That’s very interesting.

MAGISTRATE: Now to the female.

PIKE: You were startled. Weren’t you reading my mind then?

MAGISTRATE: As you’ve conjectured, an Earth vessel did crash on our planet, but with only a single survivor.

PIKE: No, let’s stay on the first subject. All I wanted for that moment was to get my hands around your neck.

MAGISTRATE: We repaired the survivor’s injuries and found the species interesting.

PIKE: Do primitive thoughts put up a block you can’t read through?

MAGISTRATE: It became necessary to attract a mate.

PIKE: All right, all right, let’s talk about the girl. You seem to be going out of your way to make her attractive, to make me feel protective.

MAGISTRATE: This is necessary in order to perpetuate the species.

PIKE: It seems more important to you now that I begin to accept her and like her.

MAGISTRATE: We wish our specimens to be happy in their new life.

PIKE: Assuming that’s a lie, why would you want me attracted to her? So I’ll feel love in a husband-wife relationship? That would be necessary only if you intend to build a family group or perhaps a whole human community.

MAGISTRATE: With the female now properly conditioned…

PIKE: You mean properly punished! I’m the one who’s not co-operating! Why don’t you punish me?

MAGISTRATE: First, an emotion of protectiveness. Now one of sympathy. Excellent.


VINA: You want some coffee, dear? I left the thermos hooked to my saddle.

PIKE: Tango! You old devil, you. I’m sorry I don’t have any sugar. Well, they think of everything, don’t they?

VINA: Hey, your coffee. Is it good to be home?

PIKE: They read our minds very well. Home, anything else I want, if I co-operate, is that it?

VINA: Have you forgotten my headaches, darling? I get them when you talk strangely like this.

PIKE: Look, I’m sorry they punish you, but we can’t let them–

VINA: My, it turned out to be a lovely day, didn’t it?

PIKE: It’s funny. It’s about twenty four hours ago I was telling the ship’s doctor how much I wanted something else not very different from what we have here. An escape from reality. Life with no frustrations. No responsibilities. Now that I have it, I understand the doctor’s answer.

VINA: I hope you’re hungry. These little white sandwiches are your mother’s recipe for chicken tuna.

PIKE: You either live life, bruises, skinned knees and all, or you turn your back on it and start dying. The doctor’s going to be happy about one part, at least. He said I needed a rest.

VINA: This is a lovely place to rest.

PIKE: I used to ride through here when I was a kid. It’s not as pretty as some of the parkland around the big cities, but. That’s Mojave. That’s where I was born.

VINA: Is that supposed to be news to your wife? You’re home. You can even stay if you want. Wouldn’t it be nice showing your children where you once played?

PIKE: These headaches, they’ll be hereditary you know. Would you wish them on a child or a whole group of children?

VINA: Foolish.

PIKE: Is it? Look, first they made me protect you and then feel sympathy for you. Now we have these familiar surroundings and a comfortable husband-wife relationship. They don’t need all this for just passion. What they’re after is respect and mutual dependence.

VINA: They say in the olden days all this was a desert. Blowing sand and cactus.

PIKE: But we’re not here, neither of us. We’re in a menagerie, a cage!

VINA: No.

PIKE; I can’t help either one of us if you won’t give me a chance. Now, you told me once they used illusions as a narcotic. They couldn’t repair the machines left by their ancestors. Is that why they want us, to build a colony of slaves?

VINA: Stop it. Don’t you care what they’ll do to us?

PIKE: Back in my cage, it seemed for a couple of minutes that our keeper couldn’t read my thoughts. Do emotions like hate, keeping hate in your mind, does that block off our mind from them?

VINA: Yes. They can’t read through primitive emotions. But you can’t keep it up for long enough. I’ve tried. They keep at you and at you year after year, tricking and punishing, and they won. They own me. I know you must hate me for that.

PIKE: Oh, no. I don’t hate you. I can guess what it was like.

VINA: But that’s not enough. Don’t you see? They read my thoughts, my feelings, my dreams of what would be a perfect man. That’s why they picked you. I can’t help but love you and they expect you to feel the same way.

PIKE: If they can read my mind, then they know I’m attracted to you.


PIKE: I was from the very first moment I saw you in the survivor’s camp.

TALOSIAN: A curious species. They have fantasies they hide even from themselves.

VINA: I’m beginning to see why none of this has worked for you. You’ve been home, and fighting as on Rigel. That’s not new to you, either. A person’s strongest dreams are about what he can’t do. Yes, a ship’s captain, always having to be so formal, so decent and honest and proper. You must wonder what it would be like to forget all that.


OFFICER: Nice place you have here, Mister Pike.

PIKE: Vina?

ORION: Glistening green. Almost like secret dreams a bored ship captain might have.

OFFICER: Funny how they are on this planet. They actually like being taken advantage of. Suppose you had all of space to choose from, and this was only one small sample.

ORION: Wouldn’t you say it was worth a man’s soul?


SPOCK: We’ve located a magnetic field that seems to come from their underground generator.

GARISON: Could that be an illusion too?

NUMBER ONE: Now, you all know the situation. We’re hoping to transport down inside the Talosian community.

SPOCK: If our measurements and readings are an illusion also, one could find oneself materialized inside solid rock.

NUMBER ONE: Nothing will be said if any volunteer wants to back out.

SPOCK: The women!


NUMBER ONE: Captain! Captain.

VINA: No! Let me finish!

NUMBER ONE: But we were a party of six.

COLT: We were the only ones transported.

VINA: It’s not fair. You don’t need them.

PIKE: They don’t work.

NUMBER ONE: They were fully charged when we left. It’s dead. I can’t make a signal. What is it?

PIKE: Don’t say anything. I’m filling my mind with a picture of beating their huge, misshapen heads to pulp, thoughts so primitive they black out everything else. I’m filling my mind with hate.

VINA: How long can you block your thoughts? A few minutes, an hour? How can that help?

COLT: Leave him alone.

VINA: He doesn’t need you. He’s already picked me.

COLT: Picked her? For what? I don’t understand.

VINA: Now, there’s a fine choice for intelligent offspring.

COLT: Offspring, as in children?

NUMBER ONE: Offspring as in he’s Adam, is that it?

VINA: You’re no better choice. They’d have more luck crossing him with a computer.

NUMBER ONE: Well, shall we do a little time computation? There was a Vina listed on that expedition as an adult crewman. Now, adding eighteen years to your age then…

VINA: It’s not fair. I did what you asked.

MAGISTRATE: Since you resist the present specimen, you now have a selection.

PIKE: I’ll break out of this zoo somehow and get to you. Is your blood red like ours? I’m going to find out.

MAGISTRATE: Each of the two new specimens has qualities in her favor. The female you call Number One has the superior mind and would produce highly intelligent children. Although she seems to lack emotion, this is largely a pretense. She has often has fantasies involving you.

PIKE: All I want to do is get my hands on you. Can you read these thoughts? Images of hate, killing?

MAGISTRATE: The other new arrival has considered you unreachable but now is realizing this has changed. The factors in her favor are youth and strength, plus unusually strong female drives.

PIKE: You’ll find my thoughts more interesting. Thoughts so primitive you can’t understand. Emotions so ugly.

MAGISTRATE: Wrong thinking is punishable. Right thinking will be as quickly rewarded. You will find it an effective combination.

NUMBER ONE: Captain.

PIKE: No. No, don’t help me. I have to concentrate. They can’t read through hate.


SPOCK: Address intercraft.

GARISON: Open, sir.

SPOCK: This is the acting captain speaking. We have no choice now but to consider the safety of this vessel and the remainder of the crew. We’re leaving. All decks prepare for hyperdrive. Time warp factor.

TYLER: Mister Spock, the ship’s controls have gone dead.

SPOCK: Engine room!

GARISON: Open.

SPOCK: Mister Spock here. Switch to rockets. We’re blasting out.

PITCAIRN: All systems are out, bridge. We’ve got nothing.

TYLER: There’s nothing. Every system aboard is fading out.


PIKE: Now you hold still, or I’ll break your neck.

VINA: Don’t hurt them. They don’t mean to be evil.

PIKE: I’ve had some samples of how good they are. You stop this illusion, or I’ll twist your head off. All right, now you try one more illusion, you try anything at all, and I’ll break your neck.

MAGISTRATE: Your ship. Release me or we’ll destroy it.


SPOCK: Nothing. But for the batteries we’d lose gravitation and oxygen.

TYLER: The computers! I can’t shut it off. It’s running through our library. Tapes, micro-records, everything. It doesn’t make sense.

SPOCK: Could be we’ve waited too long. It’s collecting all the information stored in this fly. They’ve decided to swat us.


VINA: He’s not bluffing, Captain. With illusion they can make your crew work the wrong controls or push any button it takes to destroy your ship.

PIKE: I’m going to gamble you’re too intelligent to kill for no reason at all. On the other hand, I’ve got a reason. I’m willing to bet you’ve created an illusion this laser is empty. I think it just blasted a hole in that window and you’re keep us from seeing it. You want me to test my theory out on your head?

COLT: Captain.


PIKE: Make contact, Number One.

NUMBER ONE: They kept us from seeing this, too. We cut through and never knew it. Captain.

MAGISTRATE: As you see, your attempt to escape accomplished nothing.

PIKE: I want to contact our ship.

MAGISTRATE: You are now on the surface where we wished you to be. With the female of your choice, you will now begin carefully guided lives.

PIKE: And start by burying you?

MAGISTRATE: That is your choice. To help you reclaim the planet’s surface, our zoological gardens will furnish a variety of plant life.

PIKE: Look, I’ll make a deal with you. You and your life for the lives of these two Earth women.

MAGISTRATE: Since our lifespan is many times yours, we have time to evolve you into a society trained to serve as artisans, technicians…

PIKE: Do you understand what I’m saying? You give me proof that our ship is all right, send these two back, and I’ll stay with Vina.

NUMBER ONE: It’s wrong to create a whole race of humans to live as slaves.

MAGISTRATE: Is this a deception? Do you intend to destroy yourselves?

VINA: What is that?

PIKE: The weapon is building up an overload. A force chamber explosion. You still have time to get underground. Well, go on! Just to show you how primitive humans are, Talosian, you go with her.

VINA: If, if you all think it’s this important, then I can’t go either. I suppose if they have one human being, they might try again.

PIKE: Wait.

TALOSIAN: Their method of storing records is crude and consumed much time. Are you prepared to assimilate it?

MAGISTRATE: We had not believed this possible. The customs and history of your race show a unique hatred of captivity. Even when it’s pleasant and benevolent, you prefer death. This makes you too violent and dangerous a species for our needs.

VINA: He means that they can’t use you. You’re free to go back to the ship.

PIKE: And that’s it? No apologies? You captured one of us, threatened all of us.

TALOSIAN: Your unsuitability has condemned the Talosian race to eventual death. Is this not sufficient?

MAGISTRATE: No other specimen has shown your adaptability. You were our last hope.

PIKE: But wouldn’t some form of trade, mutual co-operation?

MAGISTRATE: Your race would learn our power of illusion and destroy itself too.

NUMBER ONE: Captain, we have transporter control now.

PIKE: Let’s get back to the ship.

VINA: I can’t. I can’t go with you.


PITCAIRN: Sir, it just came on. We can’t shut the power off.

SPOCK: Mister Spock here.

TYLER: All power has come on, Mister Spock. The helm is answering to control.

GARISON: The captain?


VINA: You see why I can’t go with you.

MAGISTRATE: This is the female’s true appearance.

VINA: They found me in the wreckage, dying. A lump of flesh. They rebuilt me. Everything works. But they had never seen a human. They had no guide for putting me back together.

MAGISTRATE: It was necessary to convince you her desire to stay is an honest one.

PIKE: You’ll give her back her illusion of beauty?

MAGISTRATE: And more.

MAGISTRATE: She has an illusion and you have reality. May you find your way as pleasant.


PITCAIRN: Mister Spock, the system is coming on again.

COLT: What’s happened to Vina?

NUMBER ONE: Isn’t she coming with us?

PIKE: No. No, and I agreed with her reasons.


BOYCE: Hold on a minute.

PIKE: Oh, I feel fine, just fine.

BOYCE: You look a hundred percent better.

PIKE: You recommended a rest, a change of pace, didn’t you? I’ve even been home. Does that make you happy?

PIKE: Yeoman.

COLT: Yes, sir.

PIKE: I thought I told you that when I’m on the bridge, I– Oh. Oh yes. The reports. Thank you.

COLT: Sir, I was wondering. Just curious. Who would have been Eve?

NUMBER ONE: Yeoman! You’ve delivered your report.

COLT: Yes, ma’am. Yes, sir.

TYLER: Eve, sir? Yes, sir.

BOYCE: Eve as in Adam?

PIKE: As in all ship’s doctors are dirty old men. What are we running here, a cadet ship, Number One? Are we ready or not?

NUMBER ONE: All decks show ready, sir.

PIKE: Engage.

 

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  1. Soapsgirl’s Star Trek Photos Page
  2. StarTrek.Com Official Site
  3. Paramount+ – Star Trek Official
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  16. TrekZone
  17. Star Trek Minutiae
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  20. Sheryl’s Star Trek Site
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Interview with director Jordan Canning of “Star Trek: Strange New Worlds” on Paramount+ by Suzanne 7/14/23

This was a fun interview. Jordan directed the most recent episode of “Star Trek: Strange New Worlds,” Charades, where Spock and Chapel are in a shuttle accident and rescued by some aliens. When they fix up Spock, they leave out his Vulcan DNA, so he’s suddenly human.¬† He has to deal with all of the human emotions. Making it more difficult for him is that he has an important dinner with his fianc√©e, T’Pring, and her judgmental family. While Pike, Amanda (Spock’s mother) and the rest of the crew try to help Spock pretend to be Vulcan and get through the dinner, Chapel frantically searches for a way to reverse what the aliens did. It’s a fun episode and really showcases the talents of Ethan Peck (Spock) and Jess Bush (Chapel). I’ve been a Trekkie as long as I can remember, so it was awesome to speak to the episode’s director.Jordan Canning - Director and Anson Mount as Capt. Pike in episode 205 ‚ÄúCharades‚ÄĚ of Star Trek: Strange New Worlds, streaming on Paramount+, 2023. Photo Cr: Michael Gibson/Paramount+

Suzanne: Were you a fan of the show, or of the Star Trek franchise, before you started on this?

Jordan: Yeah, I was a big “[Star Trek: The] Next Generation” fan when I was a kid, and I probably watched, “[Star Trek IV] The Voyage Home” movie two dozen times. I loved that movie so much. And then, when I got the job, season one hadn’t aired yet, but I got to watch cuts of it. I had [seen] the season of “[Star Trek] Discovery” that had Spock in it… I think it’s season two. And then I got to watch season one [of “Star Trek: Strange New Worlds” before it was fully finished, and I was like, “Oh my God, this show is so good!” I loved it because it really reminded me of NextGen. It had that same playfulness to it, and the episodic alien- or planet-of-the-week vibe. And yeah, I got even more excited about the job once I’d seen it.

Suzanne: Well, that’s cool. Now, please forgive my ignorant question here because I’ve mostly interviewed actors, but… as a director, how are you chosen, for a TV episode? Is there anything similar to an audition process?

Jordan: You know, often there’s an interview. Sometimes– usually, your agent would put you up for something. I think with this one, They had reached out to my agent about it. Because of my comedy work and because this was a comedic episode, they wanted a director who was good at comedy. And so, yeah, memory serves that when I got the call from Chris, I was like, “Okay, this is an interview.” And then he was like, “Yeah, you’re great. You got the job.” And I was like, “I did. Oh, okay. Great. Love it.”

Suzanne: It takes the pressure off.

Jordan: Yeah. I called my agent. I was like, “Oh, I think I got the job.”

Suzanne: So, when you direct an episode (I know it’s not like directing a movie), are you in charge, more or less, or is it more of a collaborative process with everybody?

Jordan: Well, I will say, always in TV… you’re sort of working towards the vision of the showrunner, who has the whole show in their head and knows how all the pieces fit together. And there’s usually already a style and tone of the show that’s been set since the pilot, or since at least the first first season that you’re trying to slot yourself into. But what’s really unique about “[Star Trek: Strange New Worlds” is [in reference to what you just said]: It is more like directing a movie. This was more like doing a movie than any TV episode I’ve done before because the episodes are more standalone. They approach them kind of like standalone movies of the week in terms of the tone and the style. And they really work hard to match a director with a script that works with them in terms of the style of the director or their strengths. So I was overjoyed by how much creative freedom I had on this episode. They sort of say, “Okay, you do a big sort of tone download with Henry, the showrunner.” And he’s like, “Okay, here’s the tone meeting.” And then they’re like, “Okay, how do you want to shoot it? How do you want to block it?” There aren’t these rigid rules about, [for example] “This is the way we shoot the closeups, this is when we use handheld, we don’t use handheld at all…” Yada, yada. You can use all of the sort of creative tools in your toolbox that serve the script and serve the story. So it was a real joy to be able to work on this and shape it so much.

Suzanne: That’s great. And, did you encounter any problems or glitches, or was it all smooth sailing?

Jordan: Well, we did… Ethan and I were talking yesterday, and both of us remembered at the same time that we had a COVID shutdown in the middle of our episode… but both of us had forgotten this, but he and Jess both got COVID in the middle of us shooting it. So we had to. There were no other scenes we could shoot because they were in everything. So we had to go down for a couple of weeks. I think the episodes are around 12 days? We’d probably shot maybe seven days, and then they got covid, so we had to go down for a couple of weeks. I think they started shooting the [next] episode and then we picked it back up once they were clear again. So that was kind of the only real, you know, problem.

Suzanne: That’s a pretty major one!

Jordan: Yeah, it was… it was great timing. But, yeah, you know, it happens. It happens so much.

Suzanne: Well, they shoot them pretty far in advance though, right?

Jordan: Oh yeah. Well, it’s such a long VFX post-production process.

Suzanne: Yeah.

Jordan: We were shooting, over a year ago. I shot my episode last May and June. So it was more than a year of [post-production].

Jordan Canning and Ethan Peck filming the episode Charades of "Star Trek: Strange New Worlds" on Paramount+.

Suzanne: Were you worried at all about dealing with such an iconic part of Star Trek history (Spock and the Vulcans), and how fans might react to that?

Jordan: I wanted to treat it with real respect and reverence because I knew that Spock being human for an episode is something that I think has been daydreamed about for many, many years– and decades even. So I knew that this was a very important, iconic thing that we were delivering. I wasn’t nervous about it. No, I just really wanted to be prepared. Ethan and I had so many conversations about how to do it properly and exactly how to fine tune his performance, so that it never felt untethered to the real Spock (who was there, you know, still inside this human Spock). And, you know, making sure that it never went too kind of broad. With comedy, it’s just about anchoring it in reality and not hitting the jokes over the head… playing everything like it’s real. And I think that’s why I find it so fun in this episode is: everybody gets a moment or more to show how great they are at comedy, you know? Everybody gets a fun moment…some great lines, [and] some great reactions. It’s a real showpiece, I think, for just how versatile all of these actors are. And in particular, Ethan and Jess. They really worked so hard on this episode and did such a beautiful job.

Suzanne: And it had such a great ending for the fans, too.

Jordan: And for me! I mean, that’s the end. I was like, “I love it.” I love a big smooch, you know…

Suzanne: And the nice thing about this episode, is that it took you back. If you were a fan of the original show, it took you back all the episodes where they split Kirk into two characters –one good, one bad…things like that.

Jordan: Yeah. Nice. Yeah. I mean, the canon of this is so fun to play in, and there, they take such care and consideration in writing all of these scripts.

Suzanne: Well, I really appreciate you talking to me and I enjoyed it. It was a good episode. Thank you very much.

Jordan: Thank you.

Jordan Canning, Ethan Peck and other bridge crew in the Charades episode of "Star Trek: Strange New Worlds" on Paramount+MORE INFO:

ABOUT JORDAN CANNING

Jordan Canning has directed more than a dozen short films which have played at festivals all over the world, including the Tribeca Film Festival, the Toronto International Film Festival and Interfilm Berlin. Among them, COUNTDOWN won a number of awards including a Golden Sheaf for Best Director; NOT OVER EASY swept all three awards at the National Screen Institute Film Festival; and SECONDS won the 2012 TIFF RBC Emerging Filmmakers Competition and the Shaw Media Fearless Female Director Award. Jordan directed all 23 episodes of the CTV digital series SPACE RIDERS: DIVISION EARTH. The show won the 2014 Canadian Screen Award for Best Digital Series and four Canadian Comedy Awards, including Best Director.

Her first feature, WE WERE WOLVES, premiered at the 2014 Toronto International Film Festival. Her second feature, SUCK IT UP, premiered at Slamdance 2017 and won Best Feature Film at the B3 Frankfurt Biennale. Her third feature, an omnibus film called ORDINARY DAYS, won Best Director at the 2018 Canadian Film Festival.

Her television credits include two seasons of the Golden Globe and Emmy Award-winning SCHITT‚ÄôS CREEK, as well as hour-long dramas ‚Äď SAVING HOPE (CTV), PRETTY HARD CASES (CBC), BURDEN OF TRUTH (CW), FAMILY LAW (CW), ASTRID AND LILLY SAVE THE WORLD (SYFY) ‚Äď and half-hour comedies ‚Äď BARONESS VON SKETCH SHOW (IFC), THIS HOUR HAS 22 MINUTES (CBC), THE LAKE (Amazon) and FRAGGLE ROCK and THE BIG DOOR PRIZE for Apple TV. Most recently she directed for season 2 of STAR TREK: STRANGE NEW WORLDS for CBS and Paramount+. She has won two Canadian Screen Awards and a DGC Award for directing.

Jordan is a 2010 graduate of the Director’s Lab at the Canadian Film Centre and an alumnus of TIFF Talent Lab, TIFF Pitch This!, and Women in the Director’s Chair.

Key Art for season 2 of "Star Trek: Strange New Worlds" on Paramount+“Star Trek: Strange New Worlds” Episode 205: ‚ÄúCharades‚ÄĚ – Available to stream Thursday, July 13

Directed by Jordan Canning

Written by Kathryn Lyn & Henry Alonso Myers

Logline: A shuttle accident leads to Spock’s Vulcan DNA being removed by aliens, making him fully human and completely unprepared to face T’Pring’s family during an important ceremonial dinner.

In season two of STAR TREK: STRANGE NEW WORLDS, the crew of the U.S.S. Enterprise, under the command of Captain Christopher Pike, confronts increasingly dangerous stakes, explores uncharted territories and encounters new life and civilizations. The crew will embark on personal journeys that will continue to test their resolve and redefine their destinies. Facing friends and enemies both new and familiar, their adventures will unfold in surprising ways never seen before on any ‚ÄúStar Trek‚ÄĚ series.

The series stars Anson Mount as Christopher Pike, Rebecca Romijn as Una Chin-Riley, Ethan Peck as Spock, Jess Bush as Christine Chapel, Christina Chong as La’An Noonien-Singh, Celia Rose Gooding as Nyota Uhura, Melissa Navia as Erica Ortegas and Babs Olusanmokun as Joseph M’Benga. Season two also features the return of special guest star Paul Wesley as James T. Kirk and new addition Carol Kane in a recurring role as Pelia.

Season two of STAR TREK: STRANGE NEW WORLDS is produced by CBS Studios, Secret Hideout and Roddenberry Entertainment. Akiva Goldsman and Henry Alonso Myers serve as co-showrunners. Alex Kurtzman, Akiva Goldsman, Jenny Lumet, Henry Alonso Myers, Aaron Baiers, Heather Kadin, Frank Siracusa, John Weber, Rod Roddenberry and Trevor Roth serve as executive producers.

Season two of STAR TREK: STRANGE NEW WORLDS will stream exclusively on Paramount+ in the U.K., Australia, Latin America, Brazil, France, Italy, Germany, Switzerland and Austria. It will also be available to stream on Paramount+ in South Korea, with the premiere date to be announced at a later time. In addition, season two will air on Bell Media’s CTV Sci-Fi Channel and stream on Crave in Canada and on SkyShowtime in the Nordics, the Netherlands, Spain, Portugal and Central and Eastern Europe.The series is distributed by Paramount Global Content Distribution.

Season one is currently available to stream exclusively on Paramount+ in the U.S., the U.K., Latin America, Australia, South Korea, Italy, France, Germany, Switzerland and Austria. It airs on Bell Media’s CTV Sci-Fi Channel and streams on Crave in Canada and on SkyShowtime in the Nordics, the Netherlands, Spain, Portugal and Central and Eastern Europe. The series is distributed by Paramount Global Content Distribution.

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Captain Jean-Luc Picard

Captain Jean-Luc Picard is an exemplary and highly respected Starfleet officer. He is known for his strong moral compass, intelligence, and exceptional leadership skills. Picard is a highly disciplined and thoughtful individual, always striving to find diplomatic solutions and adhering to the principles of the United Federation of Planets.

Physically, Picard is distinguished by his bald head, piercing blue eyes, and a commanding presence. He is often seen wearing the iconic Starfleet uniform, comprising a form-fitting jumpsuit and a communicator badge on the chest.

In terms of personality, Captain Picard is known for his calm and composed demeanor. He possesses a deep intellectual curiosity, often delving into literature, philosophy, and history. He is fluent in several alien languages and is an accomplished diplomat.

As the captain of the USS Enterprise-D (and later the USS Enterprise-E), Picard is responsible for the safety and well-being of his crew. He values the input and expertise of his officers and encourages an open exchange of ideas. Despite his diplomatic approach, Picard can be firm and decisive when necessary, never shying away from taking action to protect his crew or uphold Federation principles.

Throughout the series, Captain Picard becomes a symbol of honor, integrity, and compassion. His catchphrase, “Make it so,” has become iconic in popular culture, representing his commanding authority and willingness to take action.


Commander Will Riker

Commander Will Riker serves as the first officer aboard the USS Enterprise-D, a Galaxy-class starship. He is a skilled and experienced Starfleet officer, known for his confidence, charm, and strategic abilities. Riker is portrayed by actor Jonathan Frakes.

Physically, Riker is tall, with a strong and athletic build. He has a beard, which becomes one of his distinctive features throughout the series. He typically wears the standard Starfleet uniform, consisting of a jumpsuit and communicator badge.

Riker is known for his dynamic and gregarious personality. He possesses a natural charisma and often exudes a sense of humor, which helps to foster camaraderie among the crew. Despite his affable nature, Riker is also a dedicated and disciplined officer, consistently displaying strong leadership qualities.

In terms of his role aboard the Enterprise, Riker serves as Captain Jean-Luc Picard’s second-in-command. He is responsible for overseeing the ship’s operations, coordinating missions, and leading away teams when necessary. Riker is an accomplished tactician and strategist, often relied upon to make crucial decisions during times of crisis.

Riker’s personal life occasionally plays a role in the series, as he navigates romantic relationships and confronts personal challenges. He develops a notable romantic relationship with Counselor Deanna Troi, adding a layer of emotional depth to his character. Later, they’re married.

Throughout the series, Riker’s growth and development are evident as he learns to balance his ambition with loyalty to his crewmates and the ideals of Starfleet. He is a capable and respected officer, known for his quick thinking, resourcefulness, and unwavering dedication to the principles of the United Federation of Planets.


Dr. Beverly Crusher

Dr. Beverly Crusher serves as the chief medical officer aboard the USS Enterprise-D, a Galaxy-class starship. She is portrayed by actress Gates McFadden. Crusher is a highly skilled and compassionate physician, dedicated to the well-being of the crew.

Dr. Crusher is known for her professionalism, intelligence, and strong moral compass. She possesses a vast knowledge of medicine and is proficient in various medical techniques and technologies. Crusher’s expertise extends to both human and alien physiology, allowing her to provide medical care to a wide range of species encountered during the Enterprise’s missions.

Physically, Crusher has a warm and caring demeanor. She has long red hair and typically wears the standard Starfleet uniform, with a lab coat when engaged in medical procedures. As a mother, she often balances her responsibilities as a physician with her role as a parent to her son, Wesley Crusher.

Throughout the series, Dr. Crusher showcases her dedication to the health and well-being of the crew. She is often involved in challenging medical situations, whether it’s treating injuries sustained during missions, combating epidemics, or performing complex surgeries. Her leadership in the medical department is well-respected, and she is known for her ability to make difficult decisions under pressure.

Crusher’s character also evolves through her interactions with the crew and her personal relationships. She has a close friendship with Captain Jean-Luc Picard and occasionally engages in a subtle romantic tension with him. Additionally, Crusher’s role as a mother and her desire to balance her career and family life add depth to her character.

Dr. Beverly Crusher brings compassion, expertise, and unwavering commitment to the health and welfare of the Enterprise crew. Her character provides a crucial medical perspective on the show, highlighting the importance of healthcare and ethical decision-making in a futuristic setting.


Lt. Data

Lieutenant Commander Data is an android officer serving aboard the USS Enterprise-D, a Galaxy-class starship. He is portrayed by actor Brent Spiner. Data is an extraordinary and complex being, designed to resemble a human physically but possessing exceptional computational abilities and superhuman strength.

Data has a unique appearance, with his distinctively pale skin, golden eyes, and a lack of hair or facial features. He typically wears the standard Starfleet uniform, but occasionally dons a yellow operations uniform as well.

Data is characterized by his pursuit of understanding and his desire to be more human. Despite lacking emotions initially, he develops a strong curiosity about human behavior and strives to comprehend and experience emotions. Throughout the series, Data often explores the meaning of humanity, ethics, and personal identity.

As an android, Data possesses superhuman strength, speed, and intellect. He has the ability to process vast amounts of information instantaneously and is highly skilled in problem-solving, mathematics, and scientific analysis. Data’s lack of emotions and reliance on logic often serve as an asset in his role as an operations officer and second officer on the Enterprise.

Data’s quest to become more human often leads him to seek advice and guidance from his crewmates, particularly his friend and mentor, Captain Jean-Luc Picard. He has a distinctive and measured way of speaking and occasionally struggles with social interactions due to his literal interpretation of language and difficulty grasping nuanced human behavior.

Throughout the series, Data demonstrates growth and evolves in his understanding of human emotions and experiences. He becomes an integral part of the Enterprise crew, valued for his intelligence, dedication, and unwavering loyalty. His character provides fascinating insights into what it means to be human, while also offering a unique perspective on the challenges and opportunities presented by artificial intelligence.


Counselor Troi

Counselor Deanna Troi serves as the ship’s counselor aboard the USS Enterprise-D, a Galaxy-class starship. She is portrayed by actress Marina Sirtis. Troi is a Betazoid, a humanoid species known for their telepathic and empathic abilities.

Troi has a warm and empathetic nature, which enables her to sense and understand the emotions of others. She is compassionate, intuitive, and serves as a valuable advisor to the crew, often providing insights and guidance based on her empathic abilities. Her primary role is to offer emotional support and counsel to the crew, helping them navigate through personal and interpersonal challenges.

Physically, Troi has a distinctive appearance, with long, dark hair and a unique Starfleet uniform variant that includes a low-cut neckline. This outfit signifies her status as a counselor and distinguishes her from other crew members.

Troi’s empathic abilities allow her to perceive emotions and detect subtle nuances that others might miss. This skill is especially useful during diplomatic negotiations and when dealing with alien species. Throughout the series, Troi’s empathic insight proves instrumental in resolving conflicts and ensuring the well-being of the crew.

In addition to her empathic abilities, Troi is a highly trained and capable officer. She holds the rank of lieutenant commander and can also assume command in the absence of other senior officers. Troi’s role on the bridge often involves monitoring the emotional well-being of the crew during missions.

Troi’s character experiences personal growth and development throughout the series, learning to balance her empathic nature with her professional responsibilities. She develops close relationships with her crewmates and forms a particularly strong bond with Commander Will Riker, with whom she shares a complicated romantic relationship. She also has a brief romantic relationship with Lt. Worf.

Counselor Troi’s presence on the Enterprise provides a valuable perspective on the emotional and psychological aspects of space exploration. Her empathic abilities and compassionate nature make her an indispensable member of the crew, offering support and guidance to her fellow officers.


Lt. Worf

Commander Worf, son of Mogh, is a Klingon officer serving aboard the USS Enterprise-D, a Galaxy-class starship. He is portrayed by actor Michael Dorn. Worf is a complex character, torn between his Klingon heritage and his Starfleet duties.

Physically, Worf has distinct Klingon features, including a furrowed forehead and cranial ridges. He is a tall and muscular figure, displaying a formidable presence. Worf typically wears the standard Starfleet uniform, but occasionally dons Klingon attire when participating in traditional Klingon ceremonies.

As a Klingon, Worf values honor, loyalty, and duty. He embraces Klingon traditions, customs, and martial skills. Throughout the series, Worf’s character arc revolves around the challenges of reconciling his Klingon heritage with his Starfleet upbringing. He often finds himself caught between two worlds, struggling to find his place and maintain his honor within a predominantly human crew.

Worf serves as the Enterprise’s chief of security and tactical officer, responsible for the ship’s defense and the safety of the crew. He possesses extensive combat training and is a skilled warrior. Worf’s expertise in Klingon combat techniques and knowledge of Klingon culture often prove valuable during the ship’s encounters with other Klingons or hostile forces.

Despite his fierce exterior, Worf also displays a sense of loyalty, compassion, and humor. He forms close bonds with several crew members, particularly with Commander William Riker, whom he views as a brother figure. Additionally, Worf engages in a romantic relationship with Counselor Deanna Troi, exploring the challenges of an interspecies love affair.

Throughout the series, Worf faces personal and professional challenges, including his ongoing struggle to navigate Klingon traditions and customs within Starfleet protocols. His journey explores themes of honor, identity, and finding a sense of belonging.

Worf’s character adds depth and diversity to the Enterprise crew, providing unique perspectives on intercultural relations, combat strategies, and the complexities of loyalty. His unwavering commitment to honor and duty make him a formidable and respected member of the Star Trek universe.


Lt. LaForge

Lt. Geordi LaForge serves as the chief engineer aboard the USS Enterprise-D, a Galaxy-class starship. He is portrayed by actor LeVar Burton. LaForge is a highly skilled and talented engineer, known for his expertise in warp propulsion systems and technology.

LaForge has a distinctive appearance, characterized by his visor, a special ocular device he wears over his eyes. The visor allows him to see, compensating for his blindness since birth. Despite his lack of natural sight, LaForge’s other senses, combined with the enhanced vision provided by his visor, make him an exceptional problem-solver and observer of technical details.

As the chief engineer, LaForge is responsible for the ship’s propulsion systems, ensuring the Enterprise’s engines are functioning optimally. He often works closely with other crew members to address any technical issues that arise during their missions. LaForge’s expertise in engineering is crucial to the success of the ship’s operations.

LaForge possesses a determined and optimistic personality. He is highly dedicated to his work, often spending long hours in the engine room, ensuring the ship’s systems are running smoothly. His ability to think creatively and adapt quickly to challenging situations makes him a valuable asset to the crew.

LaForge is also known for his friendships and camaraderie with other crew members. He develops a close bond with Data, the android officer, often collaborating on various technical projects. Additionally, he shares a warm friendship with fellow crewmate Lieutenant Commander Worf and maintains a professional relationship with Captain Jean-Luc Picard.

Throughout the series, LaForge faces personal and professional challenges, demonstrating resilience and determination. He serves as an inspiration to others, overcoming obstacles and showing that disabilities do not define a person’s abilities or potential.

Geordi LaForge’s character brings technical expertise, ingenuity, and a positive outlook to the Enterprise crew. His dedication to his work and his ability to find solutions in difficult situations make him a vital member of the starship’s team.


Wesley Crusher

Wesley Crusher is the son of Dr. Beverly Crusher, the chief medical officer of the USS Enterprise-D, a Galaxy-class starship. He is portrayed by actor Wil Wheaton. Wesley Crusher is a highly intelligent and precocious teenager who often finds himself involved in various adventures aboard the starship.

Physically, Wesley has a youthful appearance and is often seen wearing the standard Starfleet uniform, indicating his status as an acting ensign. He possesses a keen intellect, displaying an aptitude for scientific and technical knowledge far beyond his years.

As a character, Wesley is known for his curiosity, enthusiasm, and passion for learning. He has a deep interest in all aspects of starship operations, often seeking opportunities to engage with the ship’s crew and explore new technologies. Despite his young age, Wesley’s insights and problem-solving abilities occasionally contribute to the resolution of complex situations.

Throughout the series, Wesley’s character experiences personal growth and development. He grapples with the expectations placed upon him as a prodigy and navigates the challenges of finding his identity and purpose aboard the starship. Wesley often seeks guidance from his mother and develops close relationships with various crew members, including Captain Jean-Luc Picard and Lieutenant Commander Geordi LaForge.

Wesley’s character arc involves his journey from an eager teenager to a more mature and independent individual. Over time, he gains valuable life experiences and learns to balance his intellect with emotional intelligence.

It’s worth noting that Wesley Crusher’s character is somewhat divisive among “Star Trek” fans, with some viewers appreciating his contributions to the series while others find his character development inconsistent. Regardless, Wesley’s presence on the USS Enterprise-D adds a youthful perspective and represents the possibilities of growth and learning.


Chief Miles O'Brien

Chief Miles O’Brien serves as the transporter chief and later the chief of operations aboard the USS Enterprise-D, a Galaxy-class starship. He is portrayed by actor Colm Meaney. O’Brien is a skilled and reliable non-commissioned officer who plays a crucial role in the ship’s technical operations.

Physically, O’Brien has a rugged appearance, often seen wearing a distinctive mustard-yellow Starfleet uniform indicating his engineering role. He has a no-nonsense demeanor and a practical, down-to-earth approach to his work. O’Brien is known for his technical expertise, problem-solving abilities, and dedication to his responsibilities.

As the transporter chief, O’Brien is responsible for maintaining and operating the ship’s transporter systems, which are used to beam personnel and objects between locations. His role expands to chief of operations, overseeing various engineering and technical aspects of the ship. He becomes a trusted advisor to Captain Jean-Luc Picard and plays a key role in ensuring the ship’s smooth functioning.

O’Brien is depicted as a highly skilled engineer who excels in troubleshooting complex systems and finding innovative solutions. He has a deep knowledge of Federation technology and displays proficiency in various engineering disciplines. O’Brien’s competence and level-headedness make him a dependable and valued member of the crew.

In addition to his technical prowess, O’Brien is known for his affable and approachable nature. He forms close friendships with several crew members, particularly with Commander William Riker and Chief Medical Officer Dr. Beverly Crusher. O’Brien’s relatable personality and working-class background make him a relatable and likable character.

Following his time on “The Next Generation,” O’Brien becomes a main character on “Star Trek: Deep Space Nine,” where his character is further explored, and he takes on more prominent roles.


Lt. Tasha Yar

Lieutenant Tasha Yar serves as the chief security officer aboard the USS Enterprise-D, a Galaxy-class starship. She is portrayed by actress Denise Crosby. Tasha Yar is a strong and capable officer, known for her determination, combat skills, and dedication to the safety of the crew.

Physically, Yar has a fit and athletic build. She typically wears the standard Starfleet uniform, with a security insignia indicating her role. Yar’s appearance often conveys her no-nonsense attitude and readiness for action.

Yar’s background is characterized by a difficult upbringing on a lawless planet, which influences her approach to security matters. She values order and discipline, and her experiences shape her commitment to protecting others. Yar’s determination to prevent violence and protect the crew drives her actions as the chief security officer.

As the chief security officer, Yar is responsible for ensuring the safety and security of the Enterprise and its personnel. She handles security protocols, coordinates response to threats, and oversees the ship’s security team. Yar is skilled in hand-to-hand combat, marksmanship, and tactical strategies.

Yar’s character embodies strength and resilience, and she is often portrayed as a fierce advocate for justice and fairness. Her devotion to duty sometimes leads to clashes with other crew members, particularly with the ship’s android officer, Data, as she struggles with her own emotions and perceptions of his lack of emotions.

Tasha Yar’s character arc is cut short during the first season of “Star Trek: The Next Generation,” as her character is killed off. However, her impact is felt throughout the series, and her sacrifice serves as a reminder of the dangers faced by Starfleet officers.


Guinan

Guinan, portrayed by actress Whoopi Goldberg, is a mysterious and enigmatic bartender aboard the USS Enterprise-D, a Galaxy-class starship. Guinan is a member of the El-Aurian species, known for their longevity and unique sensory perceptions.

Physically, Guinan has a distinctive appearance, often seen wearing ornate and exotic clothing that reflects her individuality and cultural background. She has a serene and composed demeanor, conveying a deep wisdom and understanding.

As the bartender of Ten Forward, the ship’s social hub, Guinan provides a listening ear and sage advice to the crew members. She possesses a unique ability to sense disruptions in the space-time continuum and has an uncanny intuition, often offering insights that prove invaluable to those seeking guidance.

Guinan’s role goes beyond that of a traditional bartender, as she acts as a confidante and counselor for the crew. Her calm and empathetic nature create a safe space for the crew members to discuss their problems and seek her perspective on matters both personal and professional.

Guinan shares a particularly close relationship with Captain Jean-Luc Picard. Their bond is based on mutual trust and respect, and Guinan often serves as a trusted advisor to him, offering guidance during critical moments.

Throughout the series, Guinan’s background and true nature remain shrouded in mystery. She alludes to her extensive lifespan and experiences, including encounters with powerful entities and civilizations. Her unique abilities and knowledge make her a valuable ally and confidante.

Guinan’s character brings a touch of mystique and depth to the Enterprise crew, representing wisdom, compassion, and a profound understanding of the universe. Her insights and counsel often assist the crew in making important decisions and navigating complex situations.


Dr. Pulaski

Dr. Kate Pulaski, portrayed by actress Diana Muldaur, serves as the chief medical officer aboard the USS Enterprise-D for the second season of “Star Trek: The Next Generation.” Pulaski replaces Dr. Beverly Crusher temporarily when the character takes a leave of absence.

Dr. Pulaski is portrayed as a highly competent and intelligent physician. She brings a no-nonsense and assertive attitude to her work, often challenging conventional medical practices and pushing boundaries to find the best solutions for her patients. Unlike Dr. Crusher, Pulaski tends to have a more direct and critical approach to her interactions with others.

Pulaski is known for her expertise in a wide range of medical fields, including diagnostics, surgical procedures, and medical research. She is a dedicated and diligent doctor, committed to the well-being of the crew and always striving to deliver the highest quality of care.

As the chief medical officer, Pulaski is responsible for overseeing the medical department of the Enterprise-D. She works closely with the ship’s personnel to ensure their health and safety, especially during missions and emergencies. Pulaski’s thoroughness and attention to detail make her an asset to the crew in diagnosing and treating various medical conditions.

While Pulaski initially displays some skepticism towards the android officer Data, she eventually develops a mutual respect and understanding with him. Pulaski’s character brings a different dynamic to the medical department and the overall ensemble of the show during her tenure.

It’s important to note that Dr. Pulaski’s character appeared only in the second season of “Star Trek: The Next Generation.” After the season, Dr. Beverly Crusher returns as the chief medical officer for the remainder of the series.


Nurse Ogawa

Nurse Alyssa Ogawa, portrayed by actress Patti Yasutake, is a dedicated medical professional serving aboard the USS Enterprise-D, a Galaxy-class starship. Ogawa appears throughout the series, providing essential medical support to the crew.

Nurse Ogawa is portrayed as a compassionate and skilled nurse, known for her expertise in various medical procedures and patient care. She assists the ship’s chief medical officers, initially Dr. Beverly Crusher and later Dr. Katherine Pulaski, in tending to the health and well-being of the crew.

As a nurse, Ogawa is responsible for administering treatments, monitoring patients, and ensuring their comfort during recovery. She displays a calm and reassuring presence, providing emotional support to patients and their families. Ogawa’s character often exemplifies the caring and compassionate nature of medical professionals within the Star Trek universe.

Throughout the series, Nurse Ogawa’s character grows and evolves, taking on more significant responsibilities and showcasing her dedication to her profession. She is a valued member of the medical team and is often seen working alongside the doctors to provide efficient and effective medical care to the Enterprise crew.

While Nurse Ogawa does not have as prominent a role as the main characters, her character contributes to the depth and authenticity of the medical department aboard the starship. Her presence highlights the importance of the nursing profession and the vital role it plays in providing holistic care to the crew in a futuristic setting.


Ensign Ro Laren

Ensign Ro Laren, portrayed by actress Michelle Forbes, is a Bajoran officer who joins the crew of the USS Enterprise-D in the fifth season of “Star Trek: The Next Generation.” Ro Laren is a complex and multidimensional character, known for her independent spirit and strong sense of justice.

As a Bajoran, Ro Laren brings her cultural heritage and experiences to her role as a Starfleet officer. She is introduced as a non-conformist and a bit of a rebel, often challenging authority and pushing the boundaries of Starfleet regulations. Ro is fiercely proud of her Bajoran identity and struggles to balance her loyalty to her people with her obligations as a Starfleet officer.

Ro serves as a junior officer in various capacities during her time on the Enterprise-D. Initially assigned to the operations division, she eventually becomes a member of the ship’s security department. Ro’s skills include tactical expertise, reconnaissance, and problem-solving abilities honed during her time as a member of the Bajoran resistance movement.

Ro’s character arc involves personal growth and overcoming her past traumas. Throughout the series, she learns to trust her fellow crew members and develops close relationships with them, particularly with Commander William Riker, who becomes a mentor figure to her. Ro’s journey showcases her transformation from a skeptical and rebellious officer to someone who recognizes the importance of teamwork and cooperation.

As a Bajoran, Ro Laren’s character provides insights into the struggles and history of her people, including the Cardassian occupation of Bajor. Her character adds diversity and complexity to the Enterprise crew, representing the challenges faced by individuals caught between their cultural identities and their obligations as Starfleet officers.


Keiko O'Brien

Keiko O’Brien, portrayed by actress Rosalind Chao, is a botanist and teacher who serves as a recurring character in “Star Trek: The Next Generation” and becomes a main character in “Star Trek: Deep Space Nine.” Keiko is known for her nurturing nature and her deep commitment to her family.

Initially introduced in “The Next Generation,” Keiko O’Brien is a civilian aboard the USS Enterprise-D, a Galaxy-class starship. She is married to Chief Miles O’Brien, the ship’s transporter chief and later chief of operations. Keiko’s character provides a glimpse into the life of civilians and the challenges they face aboard a starship.

As a botanist, Keiko is responsible for the maintenance and care of the ship’s arboretum, a section dedicated to growing various plant species. She has a deep passion for plants and their importance in maintaining the ship’s ecosystem. Keiko’s expertise in botany occasionally becomes essential in solving environmental and biological puzzles encountered during missions.

In “Deep Space Nine,” Keiko and her husband Miles O’Brien move to the space station and become integral members of the community. Keiko takes on the role of a schoolteacher, establishing a school for the children aboard the station. Her dedication to education and fostering the growth of young minds is a recurring theme in her character’s story.

As a wife and mother, Keiko’s character showcases the challenges of balancing personal and professional responsibilities in a unique environment. Her relationships with her husband and their children, Molly and later Kirayoshi, are explored throughout the series, portraying the dynamics of family life in the midst of their Starfleet duties.

Keiko’s character brings warmth, empathy, and a sense of domesticity to the Star Trek universe. She represents the importance of family and community, offering a grounded perspective amidst the grand adventures and cosmic challenges faced by the series’ characters.


Alexander Rozhenko

Alexander Rozhenko, portrayed by actors Jon Paul Steuer and later Brian Bonsall, is the son of Lieutenant Worf, a Klingon officer serving aboard the USS Enterprise-D. Alexander is a half-human, half-Klingon child and is an important recurring character in “The Next Generation.”

Physically, Alexander displays Klingon characteristics, such as cranial ridges and forehead features. As a young boy, he often wears traditional Klingon clothing, including armor and warrior attire, reflecting his Klingon heritage.

Alexander’s character explores the challenges of his mixed heritage and his struggle to find his identity. As a Klingon-Human hybrid, he is torn between the aggressive and honor-driven Klingon culture and the more reserved and diplomatic nature of the Human society in which he grows up.

Throughout the series, Alexander faces difficulties adapting to both Klingon and Human customs, often seeking guidance from his father and other members of the crew. He struggles to find his place and reconcile the conflicting expectations placed upon him.

As Alexander grows older, he develops an interest in Klingon martial traditions and strives to become a warrior. He receives training from his father and other Klingon mentors, learning the art of combat and embracing his Klingon heritage.

Alexander’s character adds depth to the exploration of Klingon culture and provides insights into the complexities of multi-cultural identities. His journey highlights themes of self-discovery, acceptance, and the challenges faced by individuals navigating between two contrasting cultures.


Lt. Barclay

Lieutenant Reginald Barclay, portrayed by actor Dwight Schultz, is an intelligent yet socially awkward Starfleet officer who serves as an occasional recurring character in “Star Trek: The Next Generation” and “Star Trek: Voyager.” Barclay is known for his remarkable technical skills and his struggles with anxiety and interpersonal relationships.

Barclay’s character is initially introduced as a subordinate officer in the Enterprise-D’s engineering department, but he also occasionally assists in other areas of the ship. He is portrayed as a highly skilled engineer, with expertise in computer systems and holodeck technology.

However, Barclay often experiences extreme anxiety and finds it difficult to connect with others, leading to feelings of inadequacy and isolation. He displays characteristics of social anxiety disorder, which manifest in his difficulty in forming relationships and his reliance on holodeck simulations as an escape from reality.

Despite his personal challenges, Barclay demonstrates exceptional problem-solving abilities and resourcefulness when it comes to overcoming technical obstacles. His unconventional and creative thinking often leads to innovative solutions in high-pressure situations.

Throughout the series, Barclay seeks guidance and support from his colleagues, including Chief Engineer Geordi LaForge and Counselor Deanna Troi. They help him address his social anxieties and offer him guidance in navigating interpersonal relationships.

Barclay’s character arc shows gradual growth and development as he gains confidence and learns to manage his anxieties. He becomes more comfortable working with others and forms genuine connections with his fellow crew members.

Barclay’s character adds depth and complexity to the Star Trek universe, highlighting the challenges faced by individuals with social anxiety and emphasizing the importance of empathy and understanding in supporting others who may struggle with similar issues.


Q

Q, portrayed by actor John de Lancie, is a powerful and omnipotent being who belongs to the Q Continuum, an extradimensional realm of beings with godlike abilities. Q serves as a recurring character in “Star Trek: The Next Generation” and other Star Trek series.

Physically, Q appears as a humanoid figure, typically dressed in extravagant and flamboyant attire. However, Q often assumes various forms and shapes, using his reality-altering powers to manipulate his appearance and the environment around him.

Q is known for his mischievous and unpredictable nature. He possesses an immense intellect and a playful demeanor, often using his powers to test and challenge the crew of the USS Enterprise-D. Q’s primary interactions occur with Captain Jean-Luc Picard, whom he views as an intriguing and worthy opponent.

Q has the ability to manipulate time, space, and matter effortlessly, which allows him to create complex scenarios and place the crew in extraordinary situations. Through his encounters with the Enterprise crew, Q presents moral dilemmas and philosophical questions, provoking thought and growth among the characters.

While Q is often portrayed as a trickster figure, he also exhibits moments of compassion and enlightenment. As the series progresses, Q develops a peculiar fascination with humanity, seeking to understand and evaluate their potential and flaws.

Q’s presence in the series adds an element of cosmic intrigue and philosophical exploration. His interactions with the crew challenge their beliefs and assumptions, prompting them to question their values and the nature of their existence.

Throughout “Star Trek: The Next Generation” and subsequent series, Q appears in various episodes, both as a catalyst for adventure and as a source of guidance and enlightenment for the crew.

 

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Yeoman Burrows wears a Princess dress in "Shore Leave" on Star Trek.

Shore Leave
The Galileo Seven
The Squire of Gothos
Arena
Tomorrow is Yesterday
Court Martial
The Return of The Archons
Space Seed
A Taste of Armageddon
This Side of Paradise
The Devil in the Dark
Errand of Mercy
The Alternative Factor
The City on the Edge of Forever
Operation: Annihilate!

“Shore Leave”

SPOCK: (Kirk stretches and groans) Something wrong?
KIRK: A kink in my back. (behind his back the Yeoman starts to massage it) That’s it. A little higher, please. Push. Push hard. Dig it in there, Mister–
(Spock steps forward and Kirk realizes who is massaging his lower back)
KIRK: Thank you, Yeoman. That’s sufficient.
TONIA: You need sleep, Captain. If it’s not out of line
KIRK: I have enough of that from Doctor McCoy, Yeoman. Thank you.

SULU: Beautiful, beautiful. No animals, no people, no worries. Just what the doctor ordered. Right, Doctor?
MCCOY: I couldn’t have prescribed better. We are one weary ship.
SULU: Do you think the Captain will authorize shore leave here?
MCCOY: Depending upon my report and that of the other scouting parties. You know, you have to see this place to believe it. It’s like something out of Alice in Wonderland. The Captain has to come down.
SULU: He’d like it.
MCCOY: He needs it. You’ve got your problems, I’ve got mine. He’s got ours, plus his, plus four hundred and thirty other people’s.

RABBIT: Oh, my paws and whiskers! I’ll be late.
ALICE: Excuse me, sir. Have you seen a rather large white rabbit with a yellow waistcoat and white gloves here about?

TONIA: Sir, I don’t see your name in any of the shore parties.
KIRK: I may be tired, Yeoman, but I’m not falling apart. Dismissed.

MCCOY: Either our scouting probes and detectors are malfunctioning, and all us scouts careless and beauty-intoxicated, or I must report myself unfit for duty.
KIRK: Explain.
MCCOY: On this supposedly uninhabited planet, I just saw a large rabbit pull a gold watch from his vest and claim that he was late.
KIRK: That’s pretty good. I got one for you. The rabbit was followed by a little blonde girl, right?
MCCOY: As a matter of fact, yes. And they disappeared through a hole in a hedge.
KIRK: All right, Doctor, I’ll take your report under consideration. Captain out. That’s a McCoy pill, with a little mystery sugar-coating. He wants to get me down there. I’m afraid I won’t swallow it.

KIRK: Yes, Mister Spock, what is it?
SPOCK: I picked this up from Doctor McCoy’s log. We have a crewmember aboard who’s showing signs of stress and fatigue. Reaction time down nine to twelve percent, associational reading norm minus three.
KIRK: That’s much too low a rating.
SPOCK: He’s becoming irritable and quarrelsome, yet he refuses to take rest and rehabilitation. Now, He has that right, but we’ve found–
KIRK: A crewman’s right ends where the safety of the ship begins. That man will go a shore on my orders. What’s his name?
SPOCK: James Kirk. Enjoy yourself, Captain. It’s an interesting planet. You’ll find it quite pleasant. Very much like your Earth.

KIRK: Bones, know any good rabbit jokes lately?
MCCOY: As a matter of fact, I do, but this is not one of them. Look at this. I saw what I saw, or maybe I hallucinated it, but I want you to take a look and tell me what you think about it.
KIRK: Footprints. Could be a rabbit. It would have to be an unusual creature to make this size tracks.

KIRK: What’s the matter, Bones, you getting a persecution complex?
MCCOY: Well, yeah, I’m beginning to feel a little bit picked on, if that’s what you mean.
KIRK: I know the feeling very well. I had it at the Academy. An upper classman there. One practical joke after another, and always on me. My own personal devil. A guy by the name of Finnegan.
MCCOY: And you being the very serious young–
KIRK: Serious? I’ll make a confession, Bones. I was absolutely grim, which delighted Finnegan no end. He’s the kind of guy to put a bowl of cold soup in your bed or a bucket of water propped on a half-open door. You never knew where he’d strike next.

MCCOY: Feeling better?
TONIA: A little, but I wouldn’t want to be alone here.
MCCOY: It’s a beautiful place. A little strange, I’ll admit.
TONIA: That’s just it. It’s almost too beautiful. I was thinking, even before my tunic was torn, that in a place like this a girl should be, oh let’s see now, a girl should be dressed like a fairy-tale princess, with lots of floaty stuff and a tall hat with a veil.
MCCOY: I see what you mean, but then you’d have whole armies of Don Juans to fight off. And me, too.
TONIA: Is that a promise, Doctor?

CARETAKER: This entire planet was constructed for our race of people to come and play.
SULU: Play? As advanced as you obviously are, and you still play?
KIRK: Yes, play, Mister Sulu. The more complex the mind, the greater the need for the simplicity of play.

“The Galileo Seven”

SCOTT: What a mess.
SPOCK: Picturesque descriptions will not mend broken circuits, Mister Scott. I think you’ll find your work is cut out for you.

SCOTT: You don’t really expect to get an answer, do you?
SPOCK: I expect nothing, Mister Scott. It is merely logical to try all the alternatives.

MCCOY: Traces of argon, neon, krypton, all in acceptable quantities. However, I wouldn’t recommend this place as a summer resort.
SPOCK: Thank you for your opinion. It will be duly noted.

MCCOY: Well, I can’t say much for the circumstances, but at least it’s your big chance.
SPOCK: My big chance? For what, Doctor?
MCCOY: Command. Oh, I know you, Mister Spock. You’ve never voiced it, but you’ve always thought that logic was the best basis on which to build command. Am I right?
SPOCK: I am a logical man, Doctor.
MCCOY: It’ll take more than logic to get us out of this.
SPOCK: Perhaps, Doctor, but I know of no better way to begin. I realize command does have its fascinations, even under circumstances such as these. But I neither enjoy the idea of command, nor am I frightened of it. It simply exists. And I will do whatever logically needs to be done. Excuse me.

SCOTT: Very bad, Mister Spock.
SPOCK: In what way?
SCOTT: We’ve lost a great deal of fuel. We have no chance at all to reach escape velocity. And if we ever hope to make orbit, we’ll have to lighten our load by at least five hundred pounds.
SPOCK: The weight of three grown men.
SCOTT: Aye, you could put it that way.
MCCOY: Or the equivalent weight in equipment.
SPOCK: Doctor McCoy, with very few exceptions we use virtually every piece of equipment aboard this craft in attaining orbit. There’s very little excess weight, except among the passengers.
BOMA: You mean three of us must stay behind.
SPOCK: Unless the situation changes radically, yes.
BOMA: And who’s to choose?
SPOCK: As commanding officer, the choice will be mine.
BOMA: You wouldn’t be interested in drawing lots?
SPOCK: A very quaint idea, Mister Boma, but I do believe I’m better qualified to make the selection than any random drawing of lots.
BOMA: All right, Mister Spock. Who?
SPOCK: My choice will be a logical one, arrived at through logical means.
MCCOY: Mister Spock, life and death are seldom logical.
SPOCK: But attaining a desired goal always is, Doctor.

BOMA: If any minor damage was overlooked, it was when they put his head together.
MCCOY: Not his head, Mister Boma, his heart. His heart.

BOMA: There’s a man lying there dead, and you talk about stone spears. What about Latimer?
SPOCK: My concern for the dead will not bring him back to life, Mister Boma.

MEARS: We should be able to scrape up another hundred pounds.
SPOCK: Which would still leave us at least one hundred and fifty pounds overweight.
MCCOY: I can’t believe you’re serious about leaving someone behind. Now whatever it is that’s out there
SPOCK: It is more rational to sacrifice one life than six, Doctor.
MCCOY: I’m not talking about rationality.
SPOCK: You might be wise to start.

SPOCK: I hear them. They’re directly ahead of us. Several, I believe. Direct your phasers to two o’clock and to ten o’clock.
GAETANO: I say we hit them dead on.
SPOCK: Yes, I know. But fortunately, I’m giving the orders. Take aim please, and fire when I give a signal.

CHIEF: Captain, it’s a big planet. It’ll be sheer luck if our landing parties find anything.
KIRK: I’m depending on luck, Lieutenant. It’s almost the only tool we have that’ll work.

SPOCK: Most illogical reaction. We demonstrated our superior weapons. They should have fled.
MCCOY: You mean they should have respected us?
SPOCK: Of course.
MCCOY: Mister Spock, respect is a rational process. Did it ever occur to you they might react emotionally, with anger?
SPOCK: Doctor, I am not responsible for their unpredictability.
MCCOY: They were perfectly predictable to anyone with feeling. You might as well admit it, Mister Spock, your precious logic brought them down on us.

BOMA: All right, Spock, you have all the answers. What now?
SPOCK: Mister Boma, your tone is increasingly hostile.
BOMA: My tone isn’t the only thing that’s hostile, Mister Spock!
SPOCK: Curious. Most illogical.
BOMA: I’m sick and tired of your logic!
MEARS: We could use a little inspiration.
SPOCK: Strange. Step by step, I have made the correct and logical decisions. And yet two men have died.
MCCOY: And you’ve brought our furry friends down on us.

SCOTT: Mister Spock, you said a while ago that there were always alternatives.
SPOCK: Did l? I may have been mistaken.
MCCOY: Well, at least I lived long enough to hear that.

MCCOY: It may be the last action you’ll ever take, Mister Spock, but it was all human.
SPOCK: Totally illogical. There was no chance.
MCCOY: That’s exactly what I mean.

KIRK: There’s really something I don’t understand about all of this. Maybe you can explain it to me. Logically, of course. When you jettisoned the fuel and ignited it, you knew there was virtually no chance of it being seen, yet you did it anyhow. That would seem to me to be an act of desperation.
SPOCK: Quite correct, Captain.
KIRK: Now we all know, and I’m sure the doctor will agree with me, that desperation is a highly emotional state of mind. How does your well-known logic explain that?
SPOCK: Quite simply, Captain. I examined the problem from all angles, and it was plainly hopeless. Logic informed me that under the circumstances, the only possible action would have to be one of desperation. Logical decision, logically arrived at.
KIRK: I see. You mean you reasoned that it was time for an emotional outburst.
SPOCK: Well, I wouldn’t put it in exactly those terms, Captain, but those are essentially the facts.
KIRK: You’re not going to admit that for the first time in your life, you committed a purely human emotional act?
SPOCK: No, sir.
KIRK: Mister Spock, you’re a stubborn man.
SPOCK: Yes, sir.

“The Squire of Gothos”

SPOCK: The precise meaning of the word desert is a waterless, barren wasteland. I fail to understand your romantic nostalgia for such a place.
MCCOY: That doesn’t surprise me, Mister Spock. I can’t imagine a mirage ever disturbing those mathematically perfect brain waves of yours.
SPOCK: Thank you, Doctor McCoy.

UHURA: Mister Spock. Look.
(Words are appearing on the monitor above her head, in gothic script. Spock reads them out loud)
SPOCK: Greetings and felicitations. Hmm. Send this, Lieutenant. USS Enterprise to signaler on planet surface. Identify self.
(The reply comes up on the monitor)
SPOCK: Hip hip hoorah? And I believe it’s pronounced tally ho.
DESALLE: Some kind of a joke, sir?

TRELANE: You must excuse my whimsical way of fetching you here, but when I saw you passing by I simply could not resist.

TRELANE: DeSalle, did you say? Un vrai Francais?
DESALLE: My ancestry is French, yes.
TRELANE: Ah, monsieur. Vive la gloire. Vive Napoleon. You know, I admire your Napoleon very much.
KIRK: This is Mister DeSalle, our navigator. Doctor McCoy, our medical officer. Mister Sulu, our helmsman, and Carl Jaeger, meteorologist.
TRELANE: Welcome, good physicianer and honorable sir. (bows low)
SULU: Is he kidding?
TRELANE: Und Offizier Jaeger, und der deutsche Soldat, nein? (gives a little Prussian salute then marches around) Eins, zwei, drei, vier. Gehen vir mit dem Schiessgewehr.
JAEGER: I’m a scientist, not a military man.
TRELANE: Oh come now. We’re all military men under the skin. And how we do love our uniforms.

KIRK: This drawing room, did you create it by rearranging matter on this planet?
TRELANE: Quite.
KIRK: I see. How did you manage–
TRELANE: Dear Captain, your inquiries are becoming tiresome. I want you to be happy. Free yourself of care. Let’s enjoy ourselves in the spirit of martial good fellowship.
KIRK: Come on, let’s go. We’re getting out of here.
TRELANE: Tut, tut, tut. You’re being quite rude. You can’t go. Apparently, you need another demonstration of my authority. Yes, quite.

SPOCK: Apply a fine tuning on our sensors. Locate any life forms in that stable area.
SCOTT: If we find any, it doesn’t follow that it would be our people.
SPOCK: Affirmative. But if the Captain is down there and alive, that’s where he’ll have to be. We’ll attempt to transport up any living beings our sensors detect.
SCOTT: Shooting in the dark, Mister Spock?
SPOCK: Or stand by and do nothing, Mister Scott.

KIRK: If your admiration is genuine, you must have respect for our sense of duty too. Our ship has need of us. We have tasks to perform.
TRELANE: Oh, I can’t let you go now. I was getting a bit bored until you came. You must stay. I insist.

TRELANE: Yes, of course. I forget that I shouldn’t frighten you too much. But I warn you, you can’t provoke me again. Come, everyone. Let’s forget your bad manners. Let’s be full of merry talk and sallies of wit. We have victuals to delight the palate and brave company to delight the mind. Come, Doctor, do partake. Ah, you’ve been quite derelict in your social duties, Captain. You haven’t introduced me to the charming contingent of your crew.

KIRK: Lieutenant Uhura of communications.
TRELANE: Ah a Nubian prize. (he kisses her hand) Taken on one of your raids of conquest, no doubt, Captain.
KIRK: No doubt.
TRELANE: She has the melting eyes of the queen of Sheba. The same lovely coloring. And this. Is this the face that launched a thousand ships and burnt the topless towers of Ilium? Fair Helen, make me immortal with a kiss.

TRELANE: Oh, Mister Spock, you do have one saving grace after all. You’re ill-mannered. The human half of you, no doubt. (to Ross) Ah, come, my little wood nymph. Won’t you dance with your swain? (to Uhura) Give us some sprightly music, my dear girl.

MCCOY: You should taste his food. Straw would taste better than his meat, and water a hundred times better than his brandy. Nothing has any taste at all.
SPOCK: It may be unappetizing, Doctor, but it is very logical.
MCCOY: There’s that magic word again. Does your logic find this fascinating, Mister Spock?
SPOCK: Fascinating is a word I use for the unexpected. In this case, I should think interesting would suffice.
KIRK: You don’t find this unexpected, Mister Spock?
SPOCK: That his food has no taste, his wine no flavor? No. It simply means that Trelane knows all of the Earth forms, but none of the substance.

TRELANE: Ah, my dear, don’t we make a graceful pair? Except for one small detail. That dress hardly matches this charming scene.
(Suddenly she’s wearing an empire line dress with feathers in her hair. Idealized Jane Austen)
TRELANE: Ah, yes, that’s more what we want. The dashing warrior and his elegant lady.

KIRK: Don’t be too upset by what you see, gentlemen. After all, his actions are those of an immature, unbalanced mind.
TRELANE: I overheard that remark, Captain. I’m afraid I’ll have to dispense with you.
KIRK: You only heard part of it. I just started.
TRELANE: Oh?
KIRK: Yes. I want you to leave my crewmen alone. I want you to leave my crewwomen alone too. (to Ross) You’re not to dance with him. I don’t like it.
TRELANE: Does it actually make you angry, Captain?
KIRK: (removing one of her long gloves) I don’t want you accepting his gifts, either.
ROSS: Captain, please don’t do this.
TRELANE: Well, I do believe the dear Captain is jealous of me.
KIRK: I don’t care what you believe, just keep your hands off her!
TRELANE: Oh, how curiously human. How wonderfully barbaric.

TRELANE: Oh, how fascinating. I’m party to an actual human duel.
KIRK: Are you ready?
TRELANE: Quite ready, sir. We shall test each other’s courage and then, and then we shall see.
KIRK: Enough talk. Let’s get on with it.
TRELANE: As you will, sir. Honor will be served, eh?

ROSS: May I take a moment to change?
KIRK: Yes, I think you might. Turn in your glass slippers. The ball is over.
ROSS: Gladly, Captain.

SPOCK: That was the planet Gothos, Captain.
KIRK: Gothos? Mister Sulu, have we been going in circles?
SULU: No, sir. All instruments show on course.
SPOCK: Gothos again, Captain.
KIRK: Hard over, Mister Sulu.
SPOCK: Cat and mouse game.
KIRK: With us as the mouse.

KIRK: I’ve had enough of your games.
TRELANE: Oh, the absurdity of these inferior beings.

KIRK: We’re living beings, not playthings for your amusement.
TRELANE: Silence! This trial is over. You are guilty. On all counts, you are guilty. And according to your own laws, this court has no choice in fixing punishment. You will hang by the neck, Captain, until you are dead, dead, dead!

TRELANE: Until a moment ago, I didn’t think it possible, but it was. (takes off his robes and wig) I did it. I was angry. I actually experienced genuine rage. This experiment has been successful.
KIRK: I’m glad you weren’t disappointed.
TRELANE: Why, Captain, you’re still angry. Would that I could have sustained that moment. Ah, no matter. Do you have a last request?
KIRK: Trelane, if you think I’m going to cheerfully and obediently stick my head in that noose
TRELANE: You still haven’t learned. You have no choice. Oh, this is becoming quite tiresome. It’s all so very easy.
KIRK: That’s your problem, Trelane. Everything is easy. It’s given you a bad habit. You’re not aware of it, but you have it. You don’t think, Trelane. That’s your problem. You miss opportunities, like your anger before and mine right now. Oh, you enjoy it, but you couldn’t have accomplished it without me, and you know why? Because you’re a bumbling, inept fool.
TRELANE: Take care, now.
KIRK: Here you have an opportunity to experience something really unique, and you’re wasting it. You want to commit murder? Go ahead, but where’s the sport in a simple hanging?
TRELANE: The sport?
KIRK: Yes. The terror of murder. The suspense. The fun.
TRELANE: Oh, I’m intrigued. Go ahead, Captain. What do you suggest?

TRELANE: I order you! I order you! (Kirk disarms him and snaps the sword across his knee) You broke it! You broke my sword!
KIRK: You’ve got a lot to learn about winning, Trelane.
TRELANE: You dare to defy me!
KIRK: In fact, you’ve got a lot to learn about everything, haven’t you?
(Kirk slaps his face)
TRELANE: I’ll fix you for that! You cheated! You haven’t played the game right. I’ll show you!

MOTHER: You’ll grow up, Trelane. You’ll understand. Now come along.
TRELANE: Oh, but you said I could. You promised. I never have any fun.
FATHER: Stop that nonsense at once, or you’ll not be permitted to make any more planets.
TRELANE: Oh, but you saw. I was winning. I would have won. Honest.

SPOCK: For the record, how do we describe him? Pure mentality? Force of intellect? Embodied energy? Superbeing? He must be classified, sir.
KIRK: God of war, Mister Spock.
SPOCK: I hardly find that fitting.
KIRK: Then a small boy, and a very naughty one at that.
SPOCK: It will make a strange entry in the library banks.
KIRK: Then he was a very strange small boy. One the other hand, he was probably doing things comparable to the same mischievous pranks you played when you were a boy.
SPOCK: Mischievous pranks, Captain?
KIRK: Yes. Dipping little girls’ curls in inkwells. Stealing apples from the neighbors’ trees. Tying cans on
(He’s stopped by the look of horrified incredulity on Spock’s face.)
KIRK: Forgive me, Mister Spock. I should have known better.
SPOCK: I shall be delighted, Captain.

“Arena”

KIRK: You’ll enjoy Commodore Travers. He sets a good table.
MCCOY: I wonder if he brought his personal chef along with him to Cestus Three.
KIRK: Probably. Rank hath its privileges.
MCCOY: How well we both know that.

MCCOY: Spock, isn’t it enough the commodore is famous for his hospitality? I, for one, could use a good non-reconstituted meal.
SPOCK: Doctor, you are a sensualist.
MCCOY: You bet your pointed ears I am.

KIRK: It was a trap. Getting the Enterprise to come to Cestus Three, getting us and our whole crew to come ashore.
SPOCK: Very clever. As to the reason?
KIRK: The reason is crystal clear. The Enterprise is the only protection in this section of the Federation. Destroy the Enterprise, and everything is wide open.
SPOCK: You allude to invasion, Captain, yet positive proof
KIRK: I have all the proof I need on Cestus Three.
SPOCK: Not necessarily, sir. Several possible explanations
KIRK: How can you explain a massacre like that? No, Mister Spock. The threat is clear and immediate. Invasion.
SPOCK: Very well, then. If that’s the case, you must make certain that the alien vessel never reaches its home base.

SPOCK: A sustained warp seven speed will be dangerous, Captain.
KIRK: Thank you, Mister Spock. I mean to catch them.
SCOTT: We’ll either catch them or blow up, Captain. They may be faster than we are.
KIRK: They’ll have to prove it. Yes, Mister Spock?
SPOCK: You mean to destroy the alien ship, Captain?
KIRK: Of course.
SPOCK: I thought perhaps the hot pursuit alone might be sufficient. Destruction might be unnecessary.
KIRK: Colony Cestus Three has been obliterated, Mister Spock.
SPOCK: The destruction of the alien vessel will not help that colony, Jim.

KIRK: Do I make myself clear?
SPOCK: Very clear, Captain.
KIRK: I’m delighted, Mister Spock.

MCCOY: What are you going to do, Mister Spock?
SPOCK: I’m going to wait, Doctor. There’s little else I can do.
MCCOY: What about the Captain?
SPOCK: If I could help him, I would. I cannot.
MCCOY: Now, you’re the one that’s always talking about logic. What about some logic now? Where’s the Captain, Mister Spock?
SPOCK: He’s out there, Doctor. Out there somewhere in a thousand cubic parsecs of space, and there’s absolutely nothing we can do to help him.

KIRK: You’re a Metron?
METRON: Does my appearance surprise you, Captain?
KIRK: You seem more like a boy.
METRON: I am approximately fifteen hundred of your Earth years old.

SULU: It’s impossible, but there’s Sirius over there when it should be here. And Canopus. And Arcanis. We’re. All of a sudden, we’re clear across the galaxy, five hundred parsecs from where we are I mean, were. I mean
KIRK: Don’t try and figure it out, Mister Sulu.

KIRK; You saw what happened down there?
SPOCK: Most of it. I would be interested in knowing what finally happened.
KIRK: We’re a most promising species, Mister Spock, as predators go. Did you know that?
SPOCK: I’ve frequently had my doubts.
KIRK: I don’t. Not anymore. And maybe in a thousand years or so, we’ll be able to prove it. Never mind, Mister Spock. It doesn’t make much sense to me either.

“Tomorrow is Yesterday”

KIRK: Auxiliaries?
SPOCK: If Mister Scott is still with us, auxiliaries should be on momentarily. (Uhura is just stirring on the floor) Are you all right, Lieutenant?
(He helps her back to her seat, and the lights come on.)
SPOCK: Mister Scott is still with us.

CREWWOMAN: Good morning, Captain.
KIRK: Morning. (drags Christopher along) Captain.
CHRISTOPHER: A woman?
KIRK: Crewman.

CHRISTOPHER: I never have believed in little green men.
SPOCK: Neither have I.

KIRK: Feel free to look around, Captain. Don’t touch anything, but I think you’ll find it interesting.
CHRISTOPHER: Interesting is a word and a half for it, Captain.

KIRK: Very well, Mister Spock. Anything else on your mind?
SPOCK: Captain Christopher.
KIRK: What about him?
SPOCK: We cannot return him to Earth, Captain. He already knows too much about us and is learning more. I do not specifically refer to Captain Christopher, but suppose an unscrupulous man were to gain certain knowledge of man’s future? Such a man could manipulate key industries, stocks, and even nations. and in so doing, change what must be. And if it is changed, Captain, you and I and all that we know might not even exist.
KIRK: Your logic can be most annoying.

KIRK: Computer on. Record.
COMPUTER: (in a low, breathy voice) Recording.
KIRK: Come.
(Spock enters with Christopher, who is now dressed in Command gold)
KIRK: Captain’s log, supplemental. Engineering Officer Scott informs warp engines damaged, but can be made operational and reenergized.
COMPUTER: Computed and recorded, dear.
KIRK: Computer, you will not address me in that manner. Compute.
COMPUTER: Computed, dear.
KIRK: Mister Spock, I ordered this computer and its interlinking systems repaired.
SPOCK: I have investigated it, Captain. To correct the fault will require an overhaul of the entire computer system and a minimum of three weeks at a Starbase.
KIRK: I wouldn’t mind so much if it didn’t get so affectionate.
SPOCK: It also has an unfortunate tendency to giggle.
CHRISTOPHER: I take it that a lady computer is not routine.
SPOCK: We put in at Cygnet Fourteen for general repair and maintenance. Cygnet Fourteen is a planet dominated by women. They seemed to feel the ship’s computer system lacked a personality. They gave it one. Female, of course.
CHRISTOPHER: Well, you people certainly have interesting problems. I’d love to stay around to see how your girlfriend works out, but…

COMPUTER: Recommendation for his disposition, dear?
KIRK: Maintenance note. My recording computer has a serious malfunction. Recommend it either be corrected or scrapped. Compute.
COMPUTER: (petulant) Computed.

MCCOY: Jim, what if we can’t go back? What do we do, sit up here and wait for our supplies to run out, our power to die? It has to eventually, you know. We certainly can’t go back to Earth. It would be worse than the Captain being returned. There are four hundred and thirty of us, and that means four hundred and thirty chances of altering the future.
KIRK: Yes. But we’re not in that position yet.
MCCOY: I’m glad to hear it.
KIRK: And if we do get back to where we belong, then he won’t belong. We’re roughly about the same age, but in our society he’d be useless. Archaic.
MCCOY: Maybe he could be retrained, reeducated.
KIRK: Now you’re sounding like Spock.
MCCOY: If you’re going to get nasty, I’m going to leave.

KIRK: You all right?
CHRISTOPHER: Yeah. I see physical training is required in your service, too.
SPOCK: Crude methods, but effective.
CHRISTOPHER: What does he mean by that?
MCCOY: It’s just a joke, Captain.

KIRK: We’re going to have to go back and get those reports and photos. If the Captain feels duty bound to report what he saw, there won’t be any evidence to support him.
CHRISTOPHER: That makes me out to be either a liar or a fool.
KIRK: Perhaps.
SPOCK: Not at all. You’ll simply be one of the thousands who thought he saw a UFO.

KIRK: I want you to keep him in the transporter room. No sense in letting him see more of the ship than is necessary.
SPOCK: I don’t believe there’ll be trouble in that respect, Captain.
(The Sergeant still hasn’t hardly moved a muscle when McCoy gently takes the gun and communicator out of his hands.)
SPOCK: Our guest seems quite satisfied to remain where he is.

SPOCK: (examining a roll of film) Poor photography.
MCCOY: Blast your theories and observations, Mister Spock. What about Jim? He’s down there alone, probably under arrest. He doesn’t have a communicator, and we can’t locate him or beam him back aboard without one.

FELLINI: Now, look, Mister. You and I had better start communicating. I want to know how you got in here. That’s a simple question. Give me a simple answer. Nobody saw you. You got all the way inside without tripping any alarm. How did you do it?
KIRK: Believe me, Colonel, you wouldn’t believe me.
FELLINI: Don’t try to be funny. How did you get in?
KIRK: I popped in out of thin air.
FELLINI: You seem to think this is some kind of a game.
KIRK: No, Colonel. I know it’s no game.

KIRK: Colonel, would you mind being careful with that?
FELLINI: That worries you a little bit, huh? What is that, a radio? Transmitter of some kind?
KIRK: Of some kind.
FELLINI: You can be more specific than that, Kirk. I don’t like mysteries.
KIRK: If you don’t stop being careless with that, you’ll have one. A big one.

FELLINI: All right, Kirk. Maybe this will make you laugh. Sabotage, espionage, unauthorized entry, burglary. How are those for starters? And I can think up lots more if you don’t start talking.
KIRK: All right, Colonel. The truth is, I’m a little green man from Alpha Centauri. A beautiful place. You ought to see it.
FELLINI: I am going to lock you up for two hundred years.
KIRK: That ought to be just about right.

SULU: Shall I issue phasers?
SPOCK: One for you, one for me. Set them on heavy stun force.
SULU: Yes, sir.
CHRISTOPHER: You don’t trust me, Spock.
SPOCK: In fact, I do. But only to a certain point.

CHRISTOPHER: What if you can’t pull free of the sun?
SCOTT: Oh, we’ll do that all right, Captain. We’ll not be getting so close that my engines couldn’t pull us out. What I am worried about, sir, that we may not have much control when we’re thrown forward again.

CHRISTOPHER: I never thought I’d make it into space. I was in line to be chosen for the space program but I didn’t qualify.
KIRK: Take a good look around, Captain. You made it here ahead of all of them.

SPOCK: Fifty years to go.
SULU: Engines cutting back, sir. No decrease in speed.
SPOCK: Forty, thirty.
KIRK: Never mind, Mister Spock.

 

“Court Martial”

KIRK: So that’s the way we do it now? Sweep it under the rug, and me along with it? Not on your life. I intend to fight.
STONE: Then you draw a general court.
KIRK: Draw it? I demand it. And right now, Commodore Stone. Right now.

KIRK: Areel. Doctor McCoy said you were here. I should have felt it in the air, like static electricity.
SHAW: Flattery will get you everywhere.
KIRK; It’s been, how long has it been?
SHAW: Four years, seven months, and an odd number of days. Not that I’m counting.
KIRK: You look marvelous. You haven’t changed a bit.
SHAW: But things have changed for you, haven’t they?
KIRK: Oh, you’ve heard about that, have you?

KIRK: Areel, you still haven’t told me how you know so much about what the prosecution’s going to do.
SHAW: Because, Jim Kirk, my dear old love, I am the prosecution, and I have to do my very best to have you slapped down hard. Broken out of the service, in disgrace.

COGLEY: You Kirk?
KIRK: Yes. (Notices the piles of books everywhere) What is all this?
COGLEY: I figure we’ll be spending some time together, so I moved in.
KIRK: I hope I’m not crowding you.
COGLEY: What’s the matter? Don’t you like books?
KIRK: Oh, I like them fine, but a computer takes less space.
COGLEY: A computer, huh? I got one of these in my office. Contains all the precedents. The synthesis of all the great legal decisions written throughout time. I never use it.
KIRK: Why not?
COGLEY: I’ve got my own system. Books, young man, books. Thousands of them. If time wasn’t so important, I’d show you something. My library. Thousands of books.
KIRK: And what would be the point?
COGLEY: This is where the law is. Not in that homogenized, pasteurized, synthesizer. Do you want to know the law, the ancient concepts in their own language, Learn the intent of the men who wrote them, from Moses to the tribunal of Alpha 3? Books.
KIRK: You have to be either an obsessive crackpot who’s escaped from his keeper or Samuel T. Cogley, attorney at law.
COGLEY: Right on both counts. Need a lawyer?
KIRK: I’m afraid so.

SHAW: Then how can you dispute the finding of the log?
SPOCK: I do not dispute it. I merely state that it is wrong.
SHAW: Oh? On what do you base that statement?
SPOCK: I know the Captain. He is in–
SHAW: Please instruct the witness not to speculate.
SPOCK: Lieutenant, I am half Vulcanian. Vulcanians do not speculate. I speak from pure logic. If I let go of a hammer on a planet that has a positive gravity, I need not see it fall to know that it has in fact fallen.
SHAW: I do not see what that has to–
SPOCK: Gentlemen, human beings have characteristics just as inanimate objects do. It is impossible for Captain Kirk to act out of panic or malice. It is not his nature.
SHAW: In your opinion.
SPOCK: Yes. In my opinion.

SHAW: The prosecution concedes the inestimable record of Captain Kirk.
STONE: Mister Cogley?
COGLEY: I wouldn’t want to slow the wheels of progress. But then on the other hand, I wouldn’t want those wheels to run over my client in their unbridled haste.

KIRK: Charges of malice have been raised. There was no malice. Lieutenant Commander Finney was a member of my crew, and that’s exactly the way he was treated. It has been suggested that I panicked on the bridge and jettisoned the ion pod prematurely. That is not so. You’ve heard some of the details of my record. This was not my first crisis. It was one of many. During it, I did what my experience and training required me to do. I took the proper steps in the proper order. I did exactly what had to be done, exactly when it should have been done.
COGLEY: You did the right thing, but would you do it again?
KIRK: Given the same circumstances I would do the same thing without hesitation, because the steps I took in the order I took them were absolutely necessary if I were to save my ship. And nothing is more important than my ship.
COGLEY: Your witness, Miss Shaw.

MCCOY: Well, I had to see it to believe it.
SPOCK: Explain.
MCCOY: They’re about to lop off the captain’s professional head, and you’re sitting here playing chess with the computer.
SPOCK: That is true.
MCCOY: Mister Spock, you’re the most cold-blooded man I’ve ever known.
SPOCK: Why, thank you, Doctor. I’ve just won my fourth game.
MCCOY: That’s impossible.

COGLEY: I can’t tell you, I’ll have to show you.
SHAW: Mister Cogley is well-known for his theatrics.
COGLEY: Is saving an innocent man’s career a theatric? i
STONE: Counsels will kindly direct their remarks to the bench.

SHAW: How long will it be this time before I see you again?
KIRK: At the risk of sounding like a mystic, that depends on the stars.
SHAW: Sam Cogley asked me to give you something special. It’s not a first edition, just a book. Sam says that makes it special.
KIRK: I didn’t have much of a chance to thank him.
SHAW: He’s busy on a case. He’s defending Ben Finney. He says he’ll win.
KIRK: I wouldn’t be a bit surprised.
SHAW: Do you think it would cause a complete breakdown of discipline if a lowly lieutenant kissed a Starship Captain on the bridge of his ship?
KIRK: Let’s try. (a gentle but lingering kiss) See? No change. Discipline goes on.
SHAW: And so must the Enterprise. Goodbye, Jim.
KIRK: Goodbye, Areel. Better luck next time.
SHAW: I had pretty good luck this time. I lost, didn’t l?
(She leaves, blowing him a final kiss. He pulls himself together, goes to his chair and sits between two stony-faced officers.)
KIRK: She’s a very good lawyer.
SPOCK: Obviously.
MCCOY: Indeed she is.

“The Return of The Archons”

KIRK: Landru.
SPOCK: There is no Landru, Captain, not in the human sense.
KIRK: You’re thinking the same thing I am. Mister Spock, the plug must be pulled.
SPOCK: Sir?
KIRK: Landru must die.
SPOCK: Captain, our Prime Directive of non-interference.
KIRK: That refers to a living, growing culture. Do you think this one is?

KIRK: Where is Landru?
MARPLON: No, no.
KIRK: Where do we find him?
MARPLON: We do not see him. We hear him, in the Hall of Audiences.
KIRK: In this building?
MARPLON: (reluctantly) Yes.
KIRK: You’re going to take us there. (the two men are terrified at the prospect) Spock, call the Enterprise.
MARPLON: No.
KIRK: Snap out of it! Start acting like men.

KIRK: Scotty, stand by. We’re doing the best we can. How’s Mister Sulu?
SCOTT: He’s peaceful enough, but he worries me.
KIRK: Put a guard on him.
SCOTT: On Sulu?
KIRK: That’s an order. Watch him. Captain out.

SPOCK: Marvelous.
KIRK: What?
SPOCK: The late Landru, Captain. A marvelous feat of engineering. A computer capable of directing the lives of millions of human beings.
KIRK: But only a machine, Mister Spock. The original Landru programmed it with all his knowledge but he couldn’t give it his wisdom, his compassion, his understanding, his soul, Mister Spock.
SPOCK: Predictably metaphysical. I prefer the concrete, the graspable, the provable.
KIRK: You’d make a splendid computer, Mister Spock.
SPOCK: That is very kind of you, Captain.

LINDSTROM: I just wanted to say goodbye, Captain.
KIRK: How’s it going?
LINDSTROM: Couldn’t be better. Already this morning, we’ve had half a dozen domestic quarrels and two genuine knock-down drag-outs. It may not be paradise, but it’s certainly human.
KIRK: Sounds most promising. Good luck.
SPOCK: How often mankind has wished for a world as peaceful and secure as the one Landru provided.
KIRK: Yes. And we never got it. Just lucky, I guess.

“Space Seed”

KIRK: We’re reading it, Lieutenant. I thought you said it couldn’t possibly be an Earth vessel.
SPOCK: I fail to understand why it always gives you pleasure to see me proven wrong.
KIRK: An emotional Earth weakness of mine.

MCCOY: The Eugenics Wars.
SPOCK: Of course. Your attempt to improve the race through selective breeding.
MCCOY: Now, wait a minute. Not our attempt, Mister Spock. A group of ambitious scientists. I’m sure you know the type. Devoted to logic, completely unemotional…
KIRK: All right, all right, gentlemen.

KIRK: The Bridge is yours, Mister Spock. Care to join the landing party, Doctor?
MCCOY: Well, if you’re actually giving me a choice…
KIRK: I’m not.

KIRK: You ready, Bones?
MCCOY: No. I signed aboard this ship to practice medicine, not to have my atoms scattered back and forth across space by this gadget.
KIRK: You’re an old-fashioned boy, McCoy.

MARLA: A man from the twentieth century coming alive.
MCCOY: Maybe. Heart beat dropping.

KIRK: Botany Bay. That was the name of a penal colony on shores of Australia, wasn’t it? If they took that name for their vessel
SPOCK: If you’re suggesting this was a penal deportation vessel, you’ve arrived at a totally illogical conclusion.
KIRK: Oh?
SPOCK: Your Earth was on the verge of a dark ages. Whole populations were being bombed out of existence. A group of criminals could have been dealt with far more efficiently than wasting one of their most advanced spaceships.
KIRK: Yes. So much for my theory. I’m still waiting to hear yours.
SPOCK: Even a theory requires some facts, Captain. So far I have none.
KIRK: And that irritates you, Mister Spock.
SPOCK: Irritation?
KIRK: Yeah.
SPOCK: I am not capable of that emotion.
KIRK: My apologies, Mister Spock. You suspect some danger in them?
SPOCK: Insufficient facts always invites danger, Captain.
KIRK: Well, we’d better get some facts.

MCCOY: Well, either choke me or cut my throat. Make up your mind.
KHAN: English. I thought I dreamed hearing it. Where am I?
MCCOY: You’re in– You’re in bed, holding a knife at your doctor’s throat.
KHAN: Answer my question.
MCCOY: It would be most effective if you would cut the carotid artery, just under the left ear.
(Khan releases him.)
KHAN: I like a brave man.
MCCOY: I was simply trying to avoid an argument.

KIRK: What was the exact date of your lift off? We know it was sometime in the early 1990s, but–
KHAN: I find myself growing fatigued, Doctor. May we continue this questioning at some other time?
KIRK: The facts I need, Mister Khan, will take very little time. For example, the nature of your expedition.
MCCOY: Jim. A little later might be better.

KIRK: Would you estimate him to be a product of selective breeding?
SPOCK: There is that possibility, Captain. His age would be correct. In 1993, a group of these young supermen did seize power simultaneously in over forty nations.
KIRK: Well, they were hardly supermen. They were aggressive, arrogant. They began to battle among themselves.
SPOCK: Because the scientists overlooked one fact. Superior ability breeds superior ambition.
KIRK: Interesting, if true. They created a group of Alexanders, Napoleons.

KHAN: I’ve been reading up on starships, but they have one luxury not mentioned in the manuals.
MARLA: I don’t understand.
KHAN: A beautiful woman. My name is Khan. Please sit and entertain me.

KIRK: Lieutenant McGivers’ idea to welcome Khan to our century. Just how strongly is she attracted to him?
MCCOY: Well, there aren’t any regulations against romance, Jim.
KIRK: My curiosity’s official, not personal, Bones.
MCCOY: Well, he has a magnetism. Almost electric. You felt it. And it could over power McGivers with her preoccupation with the past.

KIRK: Name, Khan, as we know him today. (Spock changes the picture) Name, Khan Noonien Singh.
SPOCK: From 1992 through 1996, absolute ruler of more than a quarter of your world. From Asia through the Middle East.
MCCOY: The last of the tyrants to be overthrown.
SCOTT: I must confess, gentlemen. I’ve always held a sneaking admiration for this one.
KIRK: He was the best of the tyrants and the most dangerous. They were supermen, in a sense. Stronger, braver, certainly more ambitious, more daring.
SPOCK: Gentlemen, this romanticism about a ruthless dictator is
KIRK: Mister Spock, we humans have a streak of barbarism in us. Appalling, but there, nevertheless.
SCOTT: There were no massacres under his rule.
SPOCK: And as little freedom.
MCCOY: No wars until he was attacked.
SPOCK: Gentlemen.
KIRK: Mister Spock, you misunderstand us. We can be against him and admire him all at the same time.
SPOCK: Illogical.
KIRK: Totally.

SPOCK: Surprised to see you, Captain, though pleased.
KIRK: I’m a little pleased myself. Situation?

SCOTT: It’s a shame for a good Scotsman to admit it, but I’m not up on Milton.
KIRK: The statement Lucifer made when he fell into the pit. ‘It is better to rule in hell than serve in heaven.’
SPOCK: It would be interesting, Captain, to return to that world in a hundred years and to learn what crop has sprung from the seed you planted today.
KIRK: Yes, Mister Spock, it would indeed.

“A Taste of Armageddon”

SPOCK: Computers, Captain. They fight their war with computers. Totally.
ANAN: Yes, of course.
KIRK: Computer don’t kill a half million people.
ANAN: Deaths have been registered. Of course they have twenty four hours to report.
KIRK: To report?
ANAN: To our disintegration machines. You must understand, Captain, we have been at war for five hundred years. Under ordinary conditions, no civilization could withstand that. But we have reached a solution.
SPOCK: Then the attack by Vendikar was theoretical.
ANAN: Oh, no, quite real. An attack is mathematically launched. I lost my wife in the last attack. Our civilization lives. The people die, but our culture goes on.
KIRK: You mean to tell me your people just walk into a disintegration machine when they’re told to?
ANAN: We have a high consciousness of duty, Captain.
SPOCK: There is a certain scientific logic about it.
ANAN: I’m glad you approve.
SPOCK: I do not approve. I understand.

SCOTT: Aye, aye, Captain. We’ll start forming shore parties immediately. Scott out. Well now, what do you think of that?
MCCOY: I don’t know.
SCOTT: Well, I do. Computer, last message received and recorded from Captain Kirk.
COMPUTER: In place.
SCOTT: Run it through analyzer. Question. Is it or is it not the Captain’s voice?
COMPUTER: Negative. A close copy.
SCOTT: A voice duplicator?
COMPUTER: Ninety eight percent probability.
SCOTT: Well, they’ve got them, Doctor, and now they’re trying to get us.

SPOCK: Sir, there’s a multi-legged creature crawling on your shoulder.
(He neck-pinches him, as the rest just stare.

MCCOY: They’re holding our Captain.
FOX: We have no proof of that.
SCOTT: I’m responsible for the safety of this ship.
FOX: And I’m responsible for the success of this mission, and that’s more important than this ship. Is that clear? We came here to establish diplomatic relations with these people.
SCOTT: But they’re the ones who’re looking for a fight, Mister Fox.
FOX: This is a diplomatic matter. If you check your regulations, you’ll find that my orders get priority. I’ll try to make contact with the planetary officials. Lieutenant, open up a channel and keep it open. Tell them to expect a priority one message from me. There will be no punitive measures, gentlemen. Those are my orders.
SCOTT: Diplomats. The best diplomat I know is a fully activated phaser bank.

MCCOY: Well, Scotty, now you’ve done it.
SCOTT: Aye. The haggis is in the fire for sure, but I’ll not lower my defenses on the word of that mealy-mouthed gentleman down below. Not until I know what happened to the Captain.

SPOCK: The Captain is overdue. We’ve suffered no casualties among us. This is important. Under no circumstances shall any one beam down from the Enterprise. They’d be killed the moment they arrived.
SCOTT: That ties it. That popinjay Fox went down a couple minutes ago.
SPOCK: The Ambassador?
SCOTT: I knew it had a rotten ring to it.

SPOCK: Please, Mister Fox. Ladies and gentlemen, please move quickly away from the chamber or you may be injured.
FOX: What are you doing, Mister Spock?
SPOCK: Practicing a peculiar variety of diplomacy, sir.
(He uses the disrupter to destroy the disintegration chamber)

SPOCK: I had assumed you needed help. I see I’m in error.
KIRK: No. I need the help. In there, Mister Spock.

SCOTT: Aye, aye, Captain. Is there anything else we can do?
KIRK: Cross your fingers.

MCCOY: But you didn’t know that it would work.
KIRK: No. It was a calculated risk. Still, the Eminians keep a very orderly society, and actual war is a very messy business. A very, very messy business. I had a feeling that they would do anything to avoid it, even talk peace.
SPOCK: A feeling is not much to go on.
KIRK: Sometimes a feeling, Mister Spock, is all we humans have to go on.
SPOCK: Captain, you almost make me believe in luck.
KIRK: Why, Mister Spock, you almost make me believe in miracles.

“This Side of Paradise”

MCCOY: On pure speculation, just an educated guess, I’d say that man is alive.

SPOCK: Captain, this planet is being bombarded by Berthold rays, as our reports indicated. At this intensity, we’ll be safe for a week if necessary. But–
KIRK: But these people shouldn’t be alive.
SULU: Is it possible that they’re not?
MCCOY: You shook hands with him, Jim. His flesh was warm. He’s alive. There’s no doubt about that.
SPOCK: There’s also no question of the fact that Berthold rays are incontrovertibly deadly. There’s no miracle connected with it, Doctor, you know that. No cures, no serums, no antidotes. If a man is exposed long enough, he dies.
KIRK: Gentlemen, we’re debating in a vacuum. Let’s go get some answers.

KELOWITZ: What exactly are we looking for anyway, sir?
SULU: Whatever doesn’t look right, whatever that is. When it comes to farms, I wouldn’t know what looked right or wrong if it were two feet from me.
KELOWITZ: (opening up the barn door) Hey.
SULU: What is it?
KELOWITZ: No cows. This barn isn’t even built for them, Just for storage.
SULU: Come to think of it, we haven’t seen any animals. No horses, no pigs, not even a dog. Nothing.

LEILA: That can be explained.
SPOCK: Please do.
LEILA: Later.
SPOCK: I have never understood the female capacity to avoid a direct answer to any question.

LEILA: If I tell you how we survived, will you try to understand how we feel about our life here? About each other?
SPOCK: Emotions are alien to me. I’m a scientist.
LEILA: Someone else might believe that. Your shipmates, your Captain, but not me. Come.

SPOCK: You’ve not yet explained the nature of this thing.
LEILA: Its basic properties and elements are not important. What is important is it gives life, peace, love.
SPOCK: What you’re describing was once known in the vernacular as a happiness pill. And you, as a scientist, should know that that’s not possible.

KIRK: Excuse me. My orders are to remove all the colonists. That’s exactly what I intend to do, with or without your help.
ELIAS; Without, I should think.
MCCOY: Would you like to use a butterfly net on him, Captain?

KIRK: Spock!
SPOCK: Yes, what did you want?
KIRK: Spock, is that you?
SPOCK: Yes, Captain. What did you want?
KIRK: Where are you?
SPOCK: I don’t believe I want to tell you.

MCCOY: That didn’t sound at all like Spock, Jim.
KIRK: No. I thought you said you might like him if he mellowed a little.
MCCOY: I didn’t say that.
KIRK: You said that.
MCCOY: Not exactly.

KIRK: Mister Spock. Are you out of your mind? You were told to report to me at once.
SPOCK: I didn’t want to, Jim.
KIRK: You…? Yes, I can see that.

MCCOY: Ready to beam up. Hiya, Jimmy boy! Hey, I’ve taken care of everything. All y’all gotta do is relax. Doctor’s orders.
KIRK: How many of those did you beam up?
MCCOY: Oh, must be nigh onto a hundred by now.
CHIEF: Hey, Doc, I’m ready to energize. Everything okay with those plants?
KIRK: This is the Captain. Beam me up.
CHIEF: Well, sure, if you want.
KIRK: I most certainly do.

KIRK: Get back to your stations. Get back to your stations.
LESLIE: I’m sorry, sir. We’re all transporting down to join the colony.
KIRK: I said get back to your station.
LESLIE: No, sir.
KIRK: This is mutiny, mister.
LESLIE: Yes, sir. It is.

MCCOY: I’m not interested in any physical-psychological aspects, Jim boy. We all perfectly healthy down here.
KIRK: I’ve heard that word a lot lately. Perfect. Everything’s perfect.
MCCOY [OC]: Yeah. That’s right. That’s just what it is.
KIRK: I’ll bet you’ve even grown your tonsils back.
MCCOY: Sho’nuf. Hey, Jim boy, y’all ever have a real cold Georgia-style mint julep, huh?
KIRK: Look, Bones, I need your help. Can you run tests, blood samples, anything at all to give us a lead on what these things are, how to counteract them?
MCCOY: Who wants to counteract paradise, Jim boy?

KIRK: Where’s McCoy?
SPOCK: He went off to create something called a mint julep. That’s a drink, Jim.

KIRK: All right, you mutinous, disloyal, computerized, half-breed, we’ll see about you deserting my ship.
SPOCK: The term half-breed is somewhat applicable, but computerized is inaccurate. A machine can be computerized, not a man.
KIRK: What makes you think you’re a man? You’re an overgrown jackrabbit, an elf with a hyperactive thyroid.
SPOCK: Jim, I don’t understand.
KIRK: Of course you don’t understand. You don’t have the brains to understand. All you have is printed circuits.
SPOCK: Captain, if you’ll excuse me.
KIRK: What can you expect from a simpering, devil-eared freak whose father was a computer and his mother an encyclopedia?
SPOCK: My mother was a teacher. My father an ambassador.
KIRK: Your father was a computer, like his son. An ambassador from a planet of traitors. A Vulcan never lived who had an ounce of integrity.
SPOCK: Captain, please don’t
KIRK: You’re a traitor from a race of traitors. Disloyal to the core, rotten like the rest of your subhuman race, and you’ve got the gall to make love to that girl.
SPOCK: That’s enough.
KIRK: Does she know what she’s getting, Spock? A carcass full of memory banks who should be squatting in a mushroom, instead of passing himself off as a man? You belong in a circus, Spock, not a starship. Right next to the dog-faced boy.

KIRK: Good. Let’s get to work.
SPOCK: Captain. Striking a fellow officer is a court martial offense.
KIRK: Well, if we’re both in the Brig, who’s going to build the subsonic transmitter?
SPOCK: That is quite logical, Captain.

ELIAS: Well, Doctor, I’ve been thinking about what sort of work I could assign you to.
MCCOY: What do you mean, what sort of work? I’m a doctor.
ELIAS: Not any more, of course. We don’t need you. Not as a doctor.
MCCOY: Oh, no? Would you like to see how fast I can put you in a hospital?
ELIAS: I am the leader of this colony. I’ll assign you whatever work I think suitable.
MCCOY: Just a minute. You’d better make me a mechanic. Then I can treat little tin gods like you.

MCCOY: Well, that’s the second time man’s been thrown out of paradise.
KIRK: No, no, Bones. This time we walked out on our own. Maybe we weren’t meant for paradise. Maybe we were meant to fight our way through. Struggle, claw our way up, scratch for every inch of the way. Maybe we can’t stroll to the music of the lute. We must march to the sound of drums.
SPOCK: Poetry, Captain. Non-regulation.
KIRK: We haven’t heard much from you about Omicron Ceti Three, Mister Spock.
SPOCK: I have little to say about it, Captain, except that for the first time in my life I was happy.

“The Devil in the Dark”

VANDERBERG: This is Ed Appel, chief processing engineer.
KIRK: Describe it.
APPEL: I can’t. I only got a glimpse of it, but it’s big and shaggy.
VANDERBERG: Ed shot it.
SPOCK: Oh. You mean shot at it.
APPEL: No. I mean shot it. With this. (a hand phaser)
SPOCK: Fascinating.
APPEL: A good, clean shot. Didn’t even slow it down. Well, I’ve made my report to you. Production has stopped, nobody will go into the lower levels, and I don’t blame them. If the Federation wants pergium, then you’re going to have to do something about it.
KIRK: That’s why we’re here, Mister Vanderberg.
APPEL: You’re all pretty tough, aren’t you? Starship, phaser banks. You can’t get your starship down in the tunnels.

SPOCK: (examining a large globe from Vanderberg’s desk) Mister Vanderberg, what is this?
VANDERBERG: It’s a silicon nodule. There are a millions of them are down there. No commercial value.
SPOCK: But a geological oddity, to say the least. Pure silicon?
VANDERBERG: A few trace elements. Look, we didn’t call you here so you could collect rocks.

VANDERBERG: Without the pump mechanism, the reactor will go supercritical. It could poison half the planet. We can’t shut it down. It provides heat and air and life support for the whole colony.
KIRK: Mister Spock, we seem to have been given a choice. Death by asphyxiation or death by radiation poisoning.

SPOCK: Life as we know it is universally based on some combination of carbon compounds, but what if life exists based on another element? For instance, silicon.
MCCOY: You’re creating fantasies, Mister Spock.

MCCOY: Silicon-based life is physiologically impossible, especially in an oxygen atmosphere.
SPOCK: It may be, Doctor, that the creature can exist for brief periods in such an atmosphere before returning to its own environment.
MCCOY: I still think you’re imagining things.
KIRK: You may be right, Doctor, but at least it’s something to go on. Mister Spock, have Lieutenant Commander Giotto assemble the security troops and arm them with phaser number two. You make the proper adjustments. You seem fascinated by this rock.
SPOCK: Yes, Captain. You recall that Vanderberg commented there were thousands of these at a lower level, the level which the machinery opened just prior to the first appearance of the creature.
KIRK: Do they tie in?
SPOCK: I don’t know.
KIRK: Speculate.
SPOCK: I have already given Doctor McCoy sufficient cause for amusement. I’d prefer to cogitate the possibilities for a time.

KIRK: I’ll be right there. Kirk out. Scotty, ride herd on it. Kind words. Tender, loving care. Kiss it. Baby it. Flatter it if you have to, but keep it going.
SCOTT: I’ll do what I can, sir.

SPOCK: This tunnel. My readings indicate it was made within the hour. Moments ago, in fact.
KIRK: Are you certain?
SPOCK: Positive.
KIRK: This tunnel goes back as far as the eye can see. Our best machinery couldn’t cut a tunnel like this, not even with phasers.
SPOCK: Indeed, Captain. I’m quite at a loss.

KIRK: One creature in a hundred miles?
SPOCK: Exactly. Captain, there are literally thousands of these tunnels in this general area alone, far too many to be cut by the one creature in an ordinary lifetime.
KIRK: Then we’re dealing with more than one creature, despite your tricorder readings, or we have a creature with an extremely long life span.
SPOCK: Or it is the last of a race of creatures which made these tunnels. If so, if it is the only survivor of a dead race, to kill it would be a crime against science.
KIRK: Mister Spock, our mission is to protect this colony, to get the pergium moving again. This is not a zoological expedition. Maintain a constant reading on the creature. If we have to, we’ll use phasers to cut our own tunnels. We’ll try to surround it. I’m sorry, Mister Spock, but I’m afraid the creature must die.
SPOCK: I see no alternative myself, Captain. It merely seems a pity.

KIRK: Mister Spock, you are second in command. This will be a dangerous hunt. Either one of us by himself is expendable. Both of us are not.
SPOCK: Captain, there are approximately one hundred of us engaged in this search, against one creature. The odds against you and I both being killed are 2,228.7 to 1.
KIRK: 2,228.7 to 1? Those are pretty good odds, Mister Spock.
SPOCK: And they are of course accurate, Captain.
KIRK: Of course. Well, I hate to use the word, but logically, with those kind of odds, you might as well stay. But please stay out of trouble, Mister Spock.
SPOCK: That is always my intention, Captain.

SPOCK: Captain, I just read some fresh signs.
SPOCK: The creature is in this area. I’ll take a lifeform reading.
KIRK: It’s not necessary, Mister Spock. I know exactly where the creature is.
SPOCK: Where, Captain?
KIRK: Ten feet away from me.
SPOCK: Kill it, Captain, quickly.
KIRK: It’s not making any threatening moves, Spock.
SPOCK: You don’t dare take the chance, Captain. Kill it.
KIRK: I thought you were the one who wanted it kept alive, captured if possible.

SPOCK: Jim, I remind you that this is a silicon-based form of life. Doctor McCoy’s medical knowledge will be totally useless.
KIRK: He’s a healer, let him heal.

KIRK: It’s wounded. Badly. You’ve got to help it.
MCCOY: Help that?
KIRK: Go take a look.
SPOCK: The end of life. Murderers.
MCCOY: You can’t be serious. That thing is virtually made out of stone!
KIRK: Help it. Treat it.
MCCOY: I’m a doctor, not a bricklayer.

SPOCK: Except for one thing. The Horta is badly wounded. It may die.
MCCOY: It won’t die. By golly, Jim, I’m beginning to think I can cure a rainy day.
KIRK: Can you help it?
MCCOY: Help it? I cured it.

KIRK: Well, Spock, I’m going to have to ask you to get in touch with the Horta again. Tell her our proposition. She and her children can do all the tunneling they want. Our people will remove the minerals, and each side will leave the other alone. Think she’ll go for it?
SPOCK: It seems logical, Captain. The Horta has a very logical mind. And after close association with humans, I find that curiously refreshing.

SPOCK: Curious. What Chief Vanderberg said about the Horta is exactly what the Mother Horta said to me. She found humanoid appearance revolting, but she thought she could get used to it.
MCCOY: Oh, she did, did she? Now tell me, did she happen to make any comment about those ears?
SPOCK: Not specifically, but I did get the distinct impression she found them the most attractive human characteristic of all. I didn’t have the heart to tell her that only I have–
KIRK: She really liked those ears?
SPOCK: Captain, the Horta is a remarkably intelligent and sensitive creature, with impeccable taste.
KIRK: Because she approved of you?
SPOCK: Really, Captain, my modesty–
KIRK: Does not bear close examination, Mister Spock. I suspect you’re becoming more and more human all the time.
SPOCK: Captain, I see no reason to stand here and be insulted.

“Errand of Mercy”

SPOCK: Minor, Captain. We were most fortunate. Blast damage in decks ten and eleven, minor buckling in the antimatter pods, casualties very light.
KIRK: Maintain surveillance, Mister Sulu.
SULU: No contact, Captain. He blew up all right.
KIRK: Well, we’ve been anticipating an attack. I’d say what we’ve just experienced very nearly qualifies.
SPOCK: Yes. It would seem to be an unfriendly act.
UHURA: Automatic all-points relay from Starfleet Command, Captain, code one.
KIRK: Well, there it is. War. We didn’t want it, but we’ve got it.
SPOCK: Curious how often you humans manage to obtain that which you do not want.

KIRK: So we’re stranded here, in the middle of a Klingon occupation army.
SPOCK: So it would seem. Not a very pleasant prospect.
KIRK: You have a gift for understatement, Mister Spock. It’s not a very pleasant prospect at all.

KIRK: I have a tongue.
KOR: Good. You will be taught how to use it. Where is your smile?
KIRK: My what?
KOR: The stupid, idiotic smile everyone else seems to be wearing. A Vulcan. Do you also have a tongue?
SPOCK: I am Spock, a dealer in kevas and trillium.
KOS: You do not look like a storekeeper. Take this man. Vulcans are members of the Federation. He may be a spy.
KIRK: He’s no spy.
KOR: Well, have we a ram among the sheep? Do you object to us taking him?
KIRK: He’s done nothing. Nothing at all.
KOR: Coming from an Organian, yours is practically an act of rebellion. Very good. (to the Council) So you welcome me. (to Kirk) Do you also welcome me?
KIRK: You’re here. There’s nothing I can do about it.
KOR: Good honest hatred. Very refreshing.

SPOCK: Captain, I strongly suggest we direct our energies toward the immediate problem. Accomplishing our mission here.
KIRK: You didn’t really think I was going to beat his head in, did you?
SPOCK: I thought you might.
KIRK: You’re right.

KIRK: It’s a very large universe, Commander, full of people who don’t like the Klingons.
KOR: Excellent. Then it shall be a matter of testing each other’s wills. Of power. Survival must be earned, Captain. Tell me about the dispersal of your Starfleet.
KIRK: Go climb a tree.

KIRK: Well, what are the odds now?
SPOCK: Less than seven thousand to one, Captain. It’s remarkable we’ve got this far.
KIRK: Less than seven thousand to one. Well, getting better. Getting better.

KIRK: Even if you have some power that we don’t understand, you have no right to dictate to our Federation
KOR: Or our Empire!
KIRK: How to handle their interstellar relations! We have the right–
AYELBORNE: To wage war, Captain? To kill millions of innocent people? To destroy life on a planetary scale? Is that what you’re defending?
KIRK: Well, no one wants war. But there are proper channels. People have a right to handle their own affairs. Eventually, we will have–
AYELBORNE: Oh, eventually you will have peace, but only after millions of people have died. It is true that in the future, you and the Klingons will become fast friends. You will work together.
KOR: Never!

KIRK: Well, Commander, I guess that takes care of the war. Obviously, the Organians aren’t going to let us fight.
KOR: A shame, Captain. It would have been glorious.

SPOCK: You’ve been most restrained since we left Organia.
KIRK: I’m embarrassed. I was furious with the Organians for stopping a war I didn’t want. We think of ourselves as the most powerful beings in the universe. It’s unsettling to discover that we’re wrong.
SPOCK: Captain, it took millions of years for the Organians to evolve into what they are. Even the gods did not spring into being overnight. You and I have no reason to be embarrassed. We did, after all, beat the odds.
KIRK: Oh, no, no, no, Mister Spock, We didn’t beat the odds. We didn’t have a chance. The Organians raided the game.

“The Alternative Factor”

KIRK: What was that?
SPOCK: What my instruments read is totally unbelievable, Captain. Twice, for a split second each time, everything within range of our instruments seemed on the verge of winking out.
KIRK: I want facts, not poetry.
SPOCK: I have given you the facts, Captain. The entire magnetic field in this solar system simply blinked. The planet below, the mass of which we’re measuring, attained zero gravity.
KIRK: That’s impossible. What you’re describing–
SPOCK: Is non-existence.

KIRK: Well, what is it, this object? Its physical makeup?
SPOCK: A living being. Body temperature 98.5 Fahrenheit. Mass, electrical impulses, movement. It is apparently human, Captain.
KIRK: And its appearance coincided with this cosmic winking-out?
SPOCK; Almost to the second.
KIRK: Explanation.
SPOCK: None.
KIRK: Speculation. Could this being present any danger to the ship?
SPOCK: Possible. Very possible

MASTERS: Whatever that phenomenon was, it drained almost all of our crystals completely. It could mean trouble.
KIRK: You have a talent for understatement, Lieutenant. Without full crystal power, our orbit will begin to decay in ten hours. Re-amplify immediately.

BARSTOW: I’m evacuating all Starfleet units and personnel within a hundred parsecs of your position. It’s going to be tough on you and the Enterprise, but that’s the job you’ve drawn. You’re on your own.
KIRK: I see. You mean, we’re the bait.

LAZARUS: I told you it was a thing. All white, black and empty. A terrible emptiness.
KIRK: Let’s get back to the ship.
LAZARUS: He’ll kill us all if we don’t kill him first! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

MCCOY: Well, say he’s got the constitution of a dinosaur, recuperative powers ditto. As we both know, I’m a bright young medic with a miraculous touch. Why then, when I returned, there wasn’t a trace of that wound on his forehead. Not even a bruise. It was like he had never been injured.
KIRK: Where is he?
MCCOY: I don’t know, Jim. This is a big ship. I’m just a country doctor.

LAZARUS: Is something wrong?
KIRK: No. I have a ship’s physician with a strange sense of humor.
MCCOY: This is no joke, Jim. I know what I saw.

KIRK: Take a look at Lazarus. One minute he’s at the point of death, the next he’s alive, well, strong as a bull.
SPOCK: The cut on his forehead. First he has it, then it’s gone, then he has it again.
KIRK: Which is physically impossible for one man.
SPOCK: Quite right. Unquestionably, there are two of him.

KIRK: What’s going on? This leaping from universe to universe. This wild talk about a murdering creature who destroys civilizations What’s the purpose?
SPOCK: Jim, madness has no purpose or reason, but it may have a goal. He must be stopped, held. Destroyed if necessary.
KIRK: I don’t follow you.
SPOCK: Two parallel universes project this. One positive, the other negative. Or, more specifically, one matter, the other antimatter.
KIRK: Do you know what you’re saying? Matter and antimatter have a tendency to cancel each other out. violently.
SPOCK: Precisely. Under certain conditions, when two identical particles of matter and antimatter meet
KIRK: Like Lazarus. Identical. Like both Lazarus’, only one is matter and the other antimatter. If they meet.
SPOCK: Annihilation, Jim. Total, complete, absolute annihilation.
KIRK: Of everything that exists, everywhere.

KIRK: Surely Lazarus must realize what would happen if you should meet face to face outside the corridor.
LAZARUS: Of course he knows, Captain, but he’s mad. You heard him. He’s lost his mind. When our people found a way to slip through the warp and prove another universe, an identical one, existed, it was too much for him. He could not live knowing that I lived. He became obsessed with the idea of destroying me. The fact that it meant his own destruction, and everything else, meant nothing to him.
KIRK: So you’re the terrible thing, the murdering monster. The creature.
LAZARUS: Yes, Captain. Or he is. It depends on your point of view, doesn’t it?

“The City on the Edge of Forever”

KIRK: Tricky stuff. Are you sure you want to risk–
(The hypo is administered and Sulu opens his eyes.)
MCCOY: You were about to make a medical comment, Jim?
KIRK: Who, me, Doctor?

KIRK: Communications, emergency medical team.
MCCOY: (screams) Killers! Assassins! I won’t let you! I’ll kill you first! I won’t let you! You won’t get me! Murderers! Killers!

KIRK: What is this thing, Mister Spock? It seems to be pulsating with power of some kind. Analysis, please.
SPOCK: Unbelievable, Captain.
KIRK: That’s funny.

GUARDIAN: I am the Guardian of Forever.
KIRK: Are you machine or being?
GUARDIAN: I am both and neither. I am my own beginning, my own ending.
SPOCK: I see no reason for answers to be couched in riddles.

SPOCK: A time portal, Captain. A gateway to other times and dimensions, if I’m correct.
GUARDIAN: As correct as possible for you. Your science knowledge is obviously primitive.
SPOCK: Really.
KIRK: Annoyed, Spock?

SPOCK: Theft, Captain?
KIRK: Well, we’ll steal from the rich and give back to the poor later. I think I’m going to like this century. Simple, easier to manage. We’re not going to have any difficulty explaining–
POLICEMAN: Well?
KIRK: You’re a police officer. I recognize the traditional accoutrements.
SPOCK: You were saying you’ll have no trouble explaining it.
KIRK: My friend is obviously Chinese. I see you’ve noticed the ears. They’re actually easy to explain.
SPOCK: Perhaps the unfortunate accident I had as a child.
KIRK: The unfortunate accident he had as a child. He caught his head in a mechanical rice picker. But fortunately, there was an American missionary living close by who was actually a skilled plastic surgeon in civilian life.
POLICEMAN: All right, all right. Drop those bundles and put your hands on that wall there! Come on!
KIRK: Oh, how careless of your wife to let you go out that way.
POLICEMAN: What? Where?
SPOCK: Oh, yes, it’s quite untidy. Here, let me help you.

KIRK: You were actually enjoying my predicament back there. At times, you seem quite human.
SPOCK: Captain, I hardly believe that insults are within your prerogative as my commanding officer.

KIRK: Couldn’t you build some form of computer aid here?
SPOCK: In this zinc-plated vacuum-tubed culture?
KIRK: Yes, well, it would pose an extremely complex problem in logic, Mister Spock. Excuse me. I sometimes expect too much of you.

KIRK: Excuse us, miss. We didn’t mean to trespass. It’s cold outside.
EDITH: A lie is a poor way to say hello. It isn’t that cold.
KIRK: No. We were being chased by a policeman.
EDITH: Why?
KIRK: These clothes. We stole them. We didn’t have any money.

KIRK: Radio tubes and so on. I approve of hobbies, Mister Spock.

MAN: You’ll be sorry.
KIRK: Why?
MAN: You expect to eat for free or something? You got to listen to Goody Two-shoes.
EDITH: Now, as I’m sure somebody out there has said, it’s time to pay for the soup.
MAN: Not that she’s a bad-looking broad, but if she really wanted to help out a fella in need–
KIRK: Shut up. Shut up. I want to hear what she has to say.

KIRK: Development of atomic power is years away, and space flight years after that.
SPOCK: Speculation. Gifted insight.
KIRK: I find her most uncommon, Mister Spock.

KIRK: We have a flop.
SPOCK: We have a what, Captain?
KIRK: A place to sleep.
SPOCK: One might have said so in the first place.

SPOCK: Captain, I must have some platinum. A small block would be sufficient, five or six pounds. By passing certain circuits through there to be used as a duodynetic field core…
KIRK: Mister Spock, I’ve brought you some assorted vegetables, baloney in a hard roll for myself, and I’ve spent the other nine tenths of our combined salaries for the last three days on filling this order for you. Mister Spock, this bag does not contain platinum, silver or gold, nor is it likely to in the near future.
SPOCK: Captain, you’re asking me to work with equipment which hardly very far ahead of stone knives and bearskins.

EDITH: What? What on Earth is that?
SPOCK: I am endeavoring, ma’am, to construct a mnemonic memory circuit using stone knives and bearskins.

KIRK: Spock, I believe I’m in love with Edith Keeler.
SPOCK: Jim, Edith Keeler must die.

MCCOY: The most common question to ask would be, where am I? I don’t think I’ll ask it.
EDITH: Why not?
MCCOY: The only possible answer would conclusively prove that I’m either unconscious or demented. This looks like old Earth around 1920 or 25.
EDITH: Would you care to try for 30?
MCCOY: I am unconscious, or demented.

MCCOY: I’m a surgeon, not a psychiatrist. I am Leonard McCoy, Senior Medical Officer aboard the USS Enterprise.
EDITH: I don’t mean to disbelieve you, but that’s hardly a Navy uniform.
MCCOY: It’s quite all right. It’s quite all right dear, because I don’t believe in you, either.

KIRK: Edith.
EDITH: Are you following me, sir?
KIRK: With ulterior motives. Does that please you?

MCCOY: You deliberately stopped me, Jim. I could have saved her. Do you know what you just did?
SPOCK: He knows, Doctor. He knows.

UHURA: Captain, the Enterprise is up there. They’re asking if we want to beam up.
KIRK: Let’s get the hell out of here.

“Operation: Annihilate! ”

MCCOY: Jim, did you know who that woman was?
KIRK: Yes. You were right a while back. My brother Sam lives on Deneva. He’s a research biologist. That woman sounded like his wife Aurelan.

KIRK: Did you hear what they said, Mister Spock?
SPOCK: Indeed. They seemed most concerned for our safety.
KIRK: They tried to brain us with these clubs. Check them out, Bones.
SPOCK: Their attitude was inconsistent with their actions.
KIRK: To say the least.

SPOCK: These restraints will no longer be necessary. Nor will your sedatives, Doctor. I’ll be able to return to duty. I apologize for my weakness earlier when I tried to take control of the ship. I simply did not understand.
What is there to understand, Mister Spock?
SPOCK: I am a Vulcan, Doctor. Pain is a thing of the mind. The mind can be controlled.
KIRK: You’re only half-Vulcan. What about the human half of you?
SPOCK: It is proving to be an inconvenience, but it is manageable. And the creature, with all of its thousands of parts, even now is pressuring me. (the pain indicator hits the top of the monitor) It wants this ship, but I am resisting.

MCCOY: Jim, that man is sick. Don’t give me any damnable logic about him being the only man for the job.
KIRK: I don’t have to, Bones. We both know he is.

SPOCK: I regret I see no other choice for you, Captain. We already know this thing has destroyed three civilizations. Perhaps more.
MCCOY: Gentlemen, I want it stopped, too, but not at the cost of destroying over a million people.
SPOCK: Including myself, Doctor, and Captain Kirk’s young nephew. Understandably upsetting, but once it spreads past here, there are dozens of colonies beyond and billions of people.
MCCOY: If killing five people saves ten, it’s a bargain. Is that your simple logic, Mister Spock?

SPOCK: Captain, you’ll need a host for the next step in the test to determine whether the creature can be driven from the body. I am the logical choice.
MCCOY: Do you know what one million candlelight per square inch can do to your optic nerves?
KIRK: There’s no other way, Bones. We have to duplicate the brilliance that existed at the moment the Denevan declared himself freed.

MCCOY: Oh, no.
KIRK: What is it?
MCCOY: I threw the total spectrum of light at the creature. It wasn’t necessary. I didn’t stop to think that only one kind of light might’ve killed it.
SPOCK: Interesting. Just as dogs are sensitive to certain sounds which humans cannot hear, these creatures evidently are sensitive to light which we cannot see.
KIRK: Are you telling me that Spock need not have been blinded?
MCCOY: I didn’t need to throw the blinding white light at all, Jim. Spock, I–
SPOCK: Doctor it was my selection as well. It is done.

KIRK: Spock. You can see.
MCCOY: The blindness was temporary, Jim. There’s something about his optical nerves which aren’t the same as a human’s.
SPOCK: An hereditary trait, Captain. The brightness of the Vulcan sun has caused the development of an inner eyelid, which acts as a shield against high-intensity light. Totally instinctive, Doctor. We tend to ignore it, as you ignore your own appendix.
KIRK: Mister Spock. Regaining eyesight would be an emotional experience for most. You, I presume, felt nothing?
SPOCK: Quite the contrary, Captain. I had a very strong reaction. My first sight was the face of Doctor McCoy bending over me.
MCCOY: ‘Tis a pity your brief blindness did not increase your appreciation for beauty, Mister Spock.

MCCOY: Unusual eye arrangement. I might’ve known he’d turn up with something like that.
KIRK: What’s that, Doctor?
MCCOY: I said, please don’t tell Spock I said he was the best first officer in the fleet.
SPOCK: Why, thank you, Doctor McCoy.
KIRK: You’ve been so concerned about his Vulcan eyes, Doctor, you forgot about his Vulcan ears.

 

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Charlie X and Captain Kirk

The Cage
The Man Trap
Charlie X
Where No Man Has Gone Before
The Naked Time
The Enemy Within
Mudd’s Women
What Are Little Girls Made Of?
Miri
Dagger Of The Mind
The Corbomite Maneuver
The Menagerie, part 1
The Menagerie, part 2
The Conscience of the King

“The Cage” (unaired pilot)

PIKE: What the devil are you putting in there, ice?
BOYCE: Who wants a warm martini?
PIKE: What makes you think I need one?
BOYCE: Sometimes a man’ll tell his bartender things he’ll never tell his doctor.

COLT: But you wanted the reports by oh five hundred. It’s oh five hundred now, sir.
PIKE: Oh, I see. Thank you.
NUMBER ONE: She’s replacing your former yeoman, sir.
PIKE: She does a good job, all right. It’s just that I can’t get used to having a woman on the bridge. No offence, Lieutenant. You’re different, of course.

VINA: You’re no better choice. They’d have more luck crossing him with a computer.
NUMBER ONE: Well, shall we do a little time computation? There was a Vina listed on that expedition as an adult crewman. Now, adding eighteen years to your age then…

COLT: Sir, I was wondering. Just curious. Who would have been Eve?
NUMBER ONE: Yeoman! You’ve delivered your report.
COLT: Yes, ma’am. Yes, sir.
TYLER: Eve, sir? Yes, sir.
BOYCE: Eve as in Adam?
PIKE: As in all ship’s doctors are dirty old men. What are we running here, a cadet ship, Number One? Are we ready or not?

“The Man Trap”

KIRK: Shall we pick some flowers, Doctor? When a man visits an old girlfriend she usually expects something like that.
MCCOY: Is that how you get girls to like you, by bribing them?

KIRK: Something wrong, Darnell?
DARNELL: Excuse me sir but, ma’am, if I didn’t know better I would swear you were someone I left behind on Wrigley’s Pleasure Planet. It’s funny, you’re exactly like a girl that
MCCOY: A little less mouth, Darnell.
DARNELL: I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. I mean, I know it’s impossible, of course.
KIRK: Why don’t you step outside, Darnell.
DARNELL: Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.
KIRK: Maybe I’ll step outside, too.
NANCY: What? And let Plum examine me all alone?
KIRK: Plum?
MCCOY: Plum.
NANCY: A nickname I gave Leonard when we were very young.

MCCOY: I’m pleased you’re doing well but I’m required to confirm that fact.
CRATER: Doubtless the good surgeon will enjoy prodding and poking us with his arcane machinery. Go away, we don’t want you.

KIRK: Quote. All research personnel on alien planets are required to have their health certified by a starship surgeon at one year intervals. Like it or not, Professor, as commander of the starship, I’m required
CRATER: To show your gold braid to everyone. You love it, don’t you.
KIRK: He’s all yours, Plum. Doctor McCoy.

MCCOY: I’m not joking, Jim. She hasn’t aged a day. She doesn’t have a grey hair on her head.
KIRK: She’s got some grey, Bones. Excuse me, Professor, she’s a handsome woman, yes, but hardly twenty five.

MCCOY: Open your mouth.
CRATER: Why, I thought the machine
MCCOY: The machine is capable of almost anything but I’ll still put my trust in a healthy set of tonsils. Now, open your mouth.

SPOCK: Miss Uhura, your last sub-space log contained an error in the frequencies column.
UHURA: Mister Spock, sometimes I think if I hear that word frequency once more, I’ll cry.
SPOCK: Cry?
UHURA: I was just trying to start a conversation.
SPOCK: Well, since it is illogical for a communications officer to resent the word frequency, I have no answer.
UHURA: No, you have an answer. I’m an illogical woman who’s beginning to feel too much a part of that communications console. Why don’t you tell me I’m an attractive young lady, or ask me if I’ve ever been in love? Tell me how your planet Vulcan looks on a lazy evening when the moon is full.
SPOCK: Vulcan has no moon, Miss Uhura.
UHURA: I’m not surprised, Mister Spock.

UHURA: I don’t believe it.
SPOCK: Explain.
UHURA: You explain. That means that somebody is dead and you just sit there. It could be Captain Kirk. He’s the closest thing you have to a friend.
SPOCK: Lieutenant, my demonstration of concern will not change what happened. The transporter room is very well-manned and they will call if they need my assistance.

UHURA: Message, Captain. Starship base on Caran 4 requesting explanation of our delay here, sir. Space Commander Dominguez says we have supplies he urgently needs.
KIRK: Tell Jose he’ll get his chili peppers when we get there. Tell him they’re prime Mexican reds. I handpicked them myself, but he won’t die if he goes a few more days without them. Got it?
UHURA: Got it, Captain.

MCCOY: I thought it was, sir. Another error on my part.
KIRK: I’m not counting them, Bones. Are you in the mood for an apology?
MCCOY: Oh, forget it. I probably was mooning over her. I should have been thinking about my job.

CRATER: And your esteemed physician cannot explain our need for salt tablets?
KIRK: We’re all aware of the need for salt on a hot and arid planet like this, Professor, but it’s a mystery, and I don’t like mysteries. They give me a bellyache and I’ve got a beauty right now.

KIRK: We can’t search this whole planet on foot.
MCCOY: Jim!
KIRK: You could learn something from Mister Spock, Doctor. Stop thinking with your glands. We’ve equipment aboard the Enterprise that could pinpoint a match lit anywhere on this planet, or the heat of a body. Transporter room, Kirk speaking. Three to beam up.

RAND: Why don’t you go chase an asteroid?
REDSHIRT: Hey, Janice, is that for me?
RAND: Don’t you wish it was?
BLUESHIRT: How about that?
REDSHIRT: Yeah, how’d you like to have her as your personal yeoman?

RAND: Where are you, Sulu?
SULU: In here feeding the weepers, Janice.
RAND: I’ve got your tray.
SULU: May the Great Bird of the Galaxy bless your planet.
RAND: Thank you. Hello, Beauregard. How are you today, darling?
SULU: Her name’s Gertrude.
RAND: No, it’s a he plant. A girl can tell.
SULU: Why do people have to call inanimate objects she, like she’s a fast ship.
RAND: He is not an inanimate object. He’s so animate he makes me nervous. In fact, I keep expecting one of these plants of yours to grab me.
SULU: Hello, Green.
RAND: He’s not talking today. You been nipping saurian brandy or something?

UHURA: Crewman, do I know you?
CREWMAN: In a way, ma’am. You were just thinking of someone like me. I’m guessing of course, but you do look a little lonely.
UHURA: I see. So naturally, when I’m lonely I think of you.
CREWMAN: Ina cuvanea mwanamke turee.
UHURA: Una kafeeri Hur. You’re Swahili?

KIRK: What’s the matter, can’t you sleep?
MCCOY: Nope.
KIRK: Try taking one of those red pills you gave me last week. You’ll sleep.

MCCOY: The creature leading you a merry chase, Mister Sulu?
SULU: The creature?
MCCOY: Or whatever it is that’s killing the crewmen. Perhaps I can help. Fill me in.

KIRK: You bleed too much, Crater. You’re too pure and noble. Are you saving the last of its kind or has this become Crater’s private heaven, here on this planet? This thing becomes wife, lover, best friend, wise man, fool, idol, slave. It isn’t a bad life to have everyone in the universe at your beck and call, and you win all the arguments.
CRATER: You don’t understand.

KIRK: Dead. But it had you, too.
SPOCK: Fortunately, my ancestors spawned in another ocean than yours did. My blood cells are quite different.

KIRK: Move aside, Bones.
MCCOY: What’s going on here, Jim?
KIRK: She’s not Nancy, Bones.
MCCOY: Are you insane?

“Charlie X”

KIRK: Yeoman Rand, this is Charles Evans. Show him to his quarters and drop his records off at Doctor McCoy’s office, if you will.
RAND: Yes, sir. Come with me, please.
CHARLIE: Are you a girl? Is that a girl?
KIRK: That’s a girl.

CHARLIE: Some, the other ship, they didn’t like me. I tried. I’m trying to make people like me. I want them to like me.
MCCOY: Most seventeen year olds do.

CHARLIE: You got a deal, friend. (slaps her bottom)
RAND: Charlie!
CHARLIE: I thought. Don’t be angry. I didn’t, I wanted.
RAND: Charlie, you, you, you just don’t go around slapping girls on the… It’s okay, but, er, just don’t do it again.
CHARLIE: Don’t be angry.
RAND: Look, why don’t you tell Captain Kirk or Doctor McCoy what you did. They’ll explain it to you. Okay?

KIRK: Thank you. He’s working out a training programme for Charlie Evans. Earth history, his own background, that sort of thing. I’d like you to give him the necessary medical orientation on the problems of, um, er, adolescence.
MCCOY: Well, don’t you think it’d be better for a strong father image like you? He already looks up to you.
KIRK: The job is yours, Bones. Flattery will get you nowhere.

CHARLIE: Well, in the corridor I saw. When Janice, when Yeoman Rand was… (slaps Kirk’s bottom) I did that to her. She didn’t like it. She said you’d explain it to me.
KIRK: Me. I see. Well, um, er, there are things you can do with a lady, er, Charlie, that you er. There’s no right way to hit a woman. I mean, man to man is one thing, but, er, man and woman, er, it’s, er, it’s, er. Well it’s, er, another thing. Do you understand?
CHARLIE: I don’t know.

CHARLIE: Can I talk to you, alone.
RAND: Charlie, Tina’s–
TINA: Excuse me. I must be wanted somewhere.
RAND: That was, that was rude and completely uncalled-for.

KIRK: Charlie, there are a million things in this universe you can have and there are a million things you can’t have. It’s no fun facing that, but that’s the way things are.
CHARLIE: Then what am I going to do?
KIRK: Hang on tight and survive. Everybody does.

KIRK: Go to your quarters.
CHARLIE: He was going to hurt me.
KIRK: Go to your quarters or I’ll pick you up and carry you there.

CHARLIE: Well, they weren’t nice to me! They wanted to get rid of me. They don’t now.
KIRK: What about us, Charlie?
CHARLIE: I don’t know.
(Charlie leaves)
SPOCK: We’re in the hands of an adolescent.

KIRK: Mister Spock, you getting any readings on your instruments?
SPOCK: Yes, sir. There’s a Tyger, tyger, burning bright in the forest of the night.
KIRK: Mister Spock.
SPOCK: I’m trying to Saturn rings around my head, down a road that’s Martian red.

SPOCK: Once upon a midnight dreary while I pondered, weak and weary.
CHARLIE: Very nice, Mister Ears. Oh, I can make him do anything, whirl around, laugh, anything.
KIRK: That’s enough, Charlie.
CHARLIE: Don’t you think he’s funny? I think he’s funny.

KIRK: Are you creating that message, Charlie, or you’re blocking one that’s coming in.
CHARLIE: It’s my game, Captain. You have to find out. Like you said, that’s how the game’s played.

CHARLIE: I can make you all go away anytime I want to.
KIRK: Get out of my chair, Charlie, and get out of it now.
CHARLIE: I’ve got your ship, Captain.

CHARLIE: I won’t do it again. Please, I’ll be good. I won’t ever do it again. I’m sorry about the Antares. I’m sorry! When I came aboard–! Please, I want to go with you. Help me!
KIRK: The boy belongs with his own kind.

“Where No Man Has Gone Before”

KIRK: Have I ever mentioned you play a very irritating game of chess, Mister Spock?
SPOCK: Irritating? Ah, yes. One of your Earth emotions.
KIRK: Certain you don’t know what irritation is?
SPOCK: The fact one of my ancestors married a human female
KIRK: Terrible having bad blood like that.

DEHNER: lf there was an emergency, I’d be interested in how that crew reacted, too.
MITCHELL: Improving the breed, Doctor? Is that your line?
DEHNER: I heard that’s more your specialty, Commander, line included.
MITCHELL: Walking freezer unit.

KIRK: I’ve been worried about you ever since that night on Deneb IV.
MITCHELL: Yeah, she was nova, that one. Not nearly as many after-effects this time, except for the eyes. They kind of stare back at me when I’m shaving.

MITCHELL: Well, I’m getting a chance to read some of that longhair stuff you like. Hey man, I remember you back at the Academy. A stack of books with legs. The first thing I ever heard from an upperclassman was, watch out for Lieutenant Kirk. In his class, you either think or sink.
KIRK: I wasn’t that bad, was I?
MITCHELL: If I hadn’t aimed that little blonde lab technician at you…
KIRK: You what? You planned that?
MITCHELL: Well, you wanted me to think, didn’t you? I outlined her whole campaign for her.
KIRK: I almost married her!

KIRK: I’m going to ask Doctor Dehner to keep you under observation for a while.
MITCHELL: With almost a hundred women on board, you can do better than that, friend Captain.
KIRK: Consider it a challenge.

MITCHELL: I’ve got nothing against you, Doctor.
DEHNER: Nor against the walking freezer unit?
MITCHELL: Well, I… sorry about that.

SPOCK: Our subject is not Gary Mitchell. Our concern is, rather, what he is mutating into.
DEHNER: I know those from your planet aren’t suppose to have feelings like we do, Mister Spock, but to talk that way about a man you’ve worked next to for years is worse than
KIRK: That’s enough, Doctor.
DEHNER: I don’t think so. I understand you least of all. Gary told me that you’ve been friends since he joined the service, that you asked for him aboard your first command.

SPOCK: We’ll never reach an Earth base with him aboard, Jim. You heard the mathematics of it. In a month he’ll have as much in common with us as we’d have with a ship full of white mice.
KIRK: I need a recommendation, Spock, not vague warnings.
SPOCK: Recommendation one. There’s a planet a few light days away from here. Delta Vega. It has a lithium cracking station. We may be able to adapt some of its power packs to our engines.

SPOCK: It is your only other choice, assuming you make it while you still have time.
KIRK: Will you try for one moment to feel? At least act like you’ve got a heart. We’re talking about Gary.

MITCHELL: My friend James Kirk. remember those rodent things on Dimorus? The poisoned darts they threw? I took one meant for you.
KIRK: And almost died. I remember.
MITCHELL: So why be afraid of me now?
KIRK: You’ve been testing your ability to take over the Enterprise. In the transporter room, you said something about us seeming like insects by comparison, squashing us if we got in your way.

KIRK: Doctor Dehner feels he isn’t that dangerous. What makes you right and a trained psychiatrist wrong?
SPOCK: Because she feels. I don’t. All I know is logic. In my opinion we’ll be lucky if we can repair this ship and get away in time.

MITCHELL: A visitor. A very foolish man. You’ll enjoy being a god, Elizabeth. Blasphemy? No. Let there be food. Kaferian apples. Whenever we visited that planet, I always favoured these. Can you hear me, James? You cannot see me. I’m not there. You follow the right path, James. You’ll come to me soon.
DEHNER: I can see him in my mind, too.

KIRK: Did you hear him joke about compassion? Above all else, a god needs compassion. Mitchell! Elizabeth.
DEHNER: What do you know about gods?
KIRK: Then let’s talk about humans, about our frailties. As powerful as he gets, he’ll have all that inside him.

SPOCK: I felt for him, too.
KIRK: I believe there’s some hope for you after all, Mister Spock.

“The Naked Time”

MCCOY: You’re fine, Joe. Up and out of there. Mister Spock? Your pulse is two hundred and forty two, your blood pressure is practically nonexistent, assuming you call that green stuff in your veins blood.
SPOCK: The readings are perfectly normal for me, Doctor, thank you, and as for my anatomy being different from yours, I am delighted. Captain.

SULU: Foil. It’s a rapier. A thin sword.
RILEY: All right. So what do you do with it?
SULU: What do you mean, what do you do with it?
RILEY: Self-defence? Mayhem? Shish kebab?
SULU: You practice.
RILEY: For what?
SULU: Hi, Joey.
RILEY: Last week it was botany he was trying to get me interested in. I was supposed to be collecting leaves, plant specimens.
SULU: Your attitude is all wrong. Fencing tones the muscle, sharpens the eye, improves the posture. You tell him, Joey. Explain to him. Hey, Joey. You feeling all right?
TORMOLEN: Get off me! You don’t rank me and you don’t have pointed ears, so just get off my neck!

SULU: Don’t know if it’s this planet or what happened with Joe. I’m sweating like a bridegroom.
RILEY: Yeah, me too.
SULU: Hey, why don’t you come down to the gym with me, Kevin m’lad?
RILEY: Now?
SULU: Why not? Light workout will take the edge off.
RILEY: Sulu, what about. Hey, Sulu, don’t be a fool!

SPOCK: You haven’t answered my question. Where is Mister Sulu?
RILEY: Have no fear, O’Riley’s here. One Irishman is worth ten thousand of you
SPOCK: You’re relieved, Mister Riley. Lieutenant Uhura, take over this station.
UHURA: Yes, sir.
RILEY: Now that’s what I like. Let the women work too. Universal suffrage.
SPOCK: Report to Sickbay, Mister Riley.
RILEY: Sickbay? Exactly where I was heading, sir.

RILEY: You know something? You have such lovely eyes, pretty lady. (touches her face)
CHAPEL: I know he was a friend of yours. This must be a terrible shock.
RILEY: You know what Joe’s mistake was? He wasn’t born an Irishman.

UHURA: Sir, level two, corridor three reports a disturbance. Mister Sulu chasing crewmen with a sword.

KIRK: Mister Scott, acknowledge. Our controls are dead. Take her.
SULU: Richelieu, at last.
KIRK: Sulu, put that (discovers that the point is sharp) put that thing away.
SULU: For honour, Queen, and France! (lunges)
UHURA: Sulu.
SULU: Ah.
UHURA: Sulu, give me that.
SULU: I’ll protect you, fair maiden.
UHURA: Sorry, neither.
SULU: Foul Richelieu. (distracted by Uhura’s escape, Kirk is able to grab Sulu and Spock does a neck-pinch)
KIRK: I’d like you to teach me that sometime.
SPOCK: Take D’Artagnon here to Sickbay.

RILEY: You rang, sir?
KIRK: Who’s this?
RILEY: This is Captain Kevin Thomas Riley of the starship Enterprise. And who is this?
KIRK: This is Captain Kirk. Get out of the engine room, navigator. Where’s Mister Scott?
RILEY: I’ve relieved Mister Scott of his duties. Now, attention, cooks. This is your captain speaking. I would like double portions of ice cream for the entire crew.
KIRK: Clear that tube, will you?
UHURA: Yes, sir.
RILEY: And now, your captain will render an ancient Irish favourite. (sings) I’ll take you home again Kathleen
SPOCK: Captain. At our present rate of descent, we have less than twenty minutes before we enter planet atmosphere.
KIRK: And burn up. I know, Mister Spock.
RILEY: Wild and wide to where your heart…

RILEY: Lieutenant Uhura and you interrupted my song. I’m sorry, but there’ll be no ice cream for you tonight.
KIRK: Cut him off.
UHURA: I can’t, sir. There’s no way to do it.
RILEY: Attention, crew. This is Captain Riley. There will be a formal dance in the bowling alley at nineteen hundred hours tonight.

RILEY: This is Captain Riley. Crew, I have some additional orders. In the future, all female crew members will wear their hair loosely, about their shoulders. And use restraint in putting on your makeup. Women, women should not look made up. And now, crew, I will render Kathleen one more time!
KIRK: Please, not again.
RILEY: (singing) I’ll take you home again, Kathleen (meanwhile, Scott is working in a Jefferies tube) I’ve watched them fade away and die.
SCOTT: I’ve set the jumpers up there. Stand by ’til I give you a signal.
RILEY: And tears bedim your loving eyes. Oh, I will take you home Kathleen.

RAND: I would have gotten here sooner, sir but Crewman Moody stopped me in the hallway.
KIRK: Take the helm.
RAND: Sir?
KIRK: Take the helm!
RAND: Yes, sir.
RILEY: Kathleen. And now, crew, one more time!
KIRK: At least try cutting him off!
UHURA: Sir, if I could cut him off, don’t you think I–
RILEY: I’ll take you home again Kathleen
UHURA: Yes, sir. I’ll keep trying.
KIRK: Sorry.
RILEY: Across the ocean wild and wide…

KIRK: Where have you been? What happened?
SPOCK: My mother. I could never tell her I loved her.
KIRK: We’ve got four minutes, maybe five.
SPOCK: An Earth woman, living on a planet where love, emotion, is bad taste.
KIRK: We’ve got to risk a full-power start. The engines were shut off. No time to regenerate them. Do you hear me? We’ve got to risk a full-power start!
SPOCK: I respected my father, our customs. I was ashamed of my Earth blood. (Kirk slaps him) Jim, when I feel friendship for you, I’m ashamed.
KIRK: (hitting him repeatedly) You’ve got to hear me! We need a formula. We’ve got to risk implosion!
SPOCK: t’s never been done! Understand, Jim. I’ve spent a whole lifetime learning to hide my feelings. (finally hits Kirk back)
KIRK: We’ve got to risk implosion. It’s our only chance.
SPOCK: It’s never been done.

KIRK: I’ve got it, the disease. Love. You’re better off without it, and I’m better off without mine. This vessel, I give, she takes. She won’t permit me my life. I’ve got to live hers.
SPOCK: Jim.
KIRK: I have a beautiful yeoman. Have you noticed her, Mister Spock? You’re allowed to notice her. The Captain’s not permitted
SPOCK: Jim, there is an intermix formula.
KIRK: Now I know why it’s called she…
SPOCK: It’s never been tested. It’s a theoretical relationship between time and antimatter.
KIRK: Flesh woman to touch, to hold. A beach to walk on. A few days, no braid on my shoulder.
SCOTT: Captain.
KIRK: Scotty, help.

KIRK: The time warp. What did it do to us?
SPOCK: We’ve regressed in time seventy one hours. It is now three days ago, Captain. We have three days to live over again.
KIRK: Not those last three days.

“The Enemy Within”

KIRK: Yeah. At night it gets down to a hundred and twenty degrees below zero.
SULU: That’s nippy.

SCOTT: It might profit you to let Doctor McCoy give you the once-over.
KIRK: All right, Engineer, I’ll have my engines looked to.

MCCOY: You picked a good day, Fisher. Business has been lousy. What’d you do, take a fall on purpose so you could get a little vacation?
KIRK: Saurian brandy.
MCCOY: Back to duty status, Fisher. I have no sympathy for clumsiness.

SPOCK: Well, Doctor McCoy seemed to think I should check on you.
KIRK: That’s nice. Come on, Spock, I know that look. What is it?
SPOCK: Well, our good doctor said that you were acting like a wild man, demanded brandy.
KIRK: Our good doctor’s been putting you on again.
SPOCK: Hmm. Well, in that case, if you’ll excuse the intrusion Captain, I’ll get back to my work.
KIRK: I’ll tell him you were properly annoyed.

RAND: Oh! Captain, you startled me. Is there something that you? Can I help you, Captain?
KIRK: Jim will do here, Janice.
RAND: Oh.
KIRK: You’re too beautiful to ignore. Too much woman. We’ve both been pretending too long. (grabs her) Stop pretending. Let’s stop pretending. Come here, Janice. Don’t fight me. Don’t fight me, Janice. (kisses her)
RAND: Captain!
KIRK: Just a minute, Janice. Just a minute!

KIRK: How’s it going down there, Mister Sulu?
SULU: It’s already twenty degrees below zero. Can’t exactly call it balmy.

SPOCK: If your power of command continues to weaken, you’ll soon be unable to function as Captain. You must be prepared for that.
MCCOY: You have your intellect, Jim. You can fight with that!
KIRK: For how long?
SPOCK: If I seem insensitive to what you’re going through, Captain, understand it’s the way I am.

KIRK: We’ve located the trouble. It shouldn’t be much longer.
SULU: Do you think you might be able to find a long rope somewhere and lower us down a pot of hot coffee?
KIRK: I’ll see what we can do.
SULU: Rice wine will do, if you’re short on coffee.

SULU: (using phaser to heat rocks) I think we ought to give room service another call. That coffee’s taking too long. Enterprise, this is Sulu.
KIRK: Kirk here, Mister Sulu.
SULU: Hot line direct to the Captain. Are we that far gone?
KIRK: I gave everybody the afternoon off. I’m watching the store. How is it down there?
SULU: Oh, lovely, except that the frost is building up. We’re using hand phasers to heat the rocks. One phaser quit on us, three still operating. Any possibility of getting us back aboard before the skiing season opens down here?
SPOCK: This is Spock, Mister Sulu. You’ll have to hold on a little longer. There’s no other way. Survival procedures, Mister Sulu.
SULU: Per your training program, Mister Spock.

KIRK: I have to take him back inside myself. I can’t survive without him. I don’t want him back. He’s like an animal, a thoughtless, brutal animal, and yet it’s me. Me.
MCCOY: Jim, you’re no different than anyone else. We all have our darker side. We need it! It’s half of what we are. It’s not really ugly, it’s human.
KIRK: Human.
MCCOY: Yes, human. A lot of what he is makes you the man you are. God forbid I should have to agree with Spock, but he was right. Without the negative side, you wouldn’t be the Captain. You couldn’t be, and you know it. Your strength of command lies mostly in him.
KIRK: What do I have?
MCCOY: You have the goodness.
KIRK: Not enough. I have a ship to command.
MCCOY: The intelligence, the logic. It appears your half has most of that, and perhaps that’s where man’s essential courage comes from. For you see, he was afraid and you weren’t.

SPOCK: The shock of putting him back together seems to have been too much for him.
MCCOY: He’s dead, Jim.

RAND: Captain? The impostor told me what happened, who he really was, and I’d just like to say that. Well, sir, what I’d like is..
KIRK: Thank you, Yeoman.
SPOCK: The, er, impostor had some interesting qualities, wouldn’t you say, Yeoman?

“Mudd’s Women”

MUDD: Meaning no ingratitude, gentlemen, but just where is it I find meself?
MCCOY: You’re aboard the U.S.S. Enterprise.
MUDD: It’s really a darn beautiful ship, isn’t it? Really a beautiful ship. Oh, the name, gentlemen, is Walsh, Captain Leo Walsh.

KIRK: If that captain can walk, I want him in my cabin immediately. Correction, I want him there whether he can walk or not. Kirk out.
MUDD: That fellow sounded a mite upset, didn’t he?
MCCOY: Yes. Yes, they are.
SPOCK: Curious.

MUDD: Ah, sure, these starships are really something marvellous, but men will always be men no matter where they are. Eh, mister? You’ll never take that out of them.
SPOCK: Deck twelve.
MUDD: You’re part Vulcanian, aren’t you. Ah well then, a pretty face doesn’t affect you at all, does it. That is, unless you want it to. You can save it, girls. This type can turn himself off from any emotion.
EVE: I apologise for what he said, sir. He’s used to buying and selling people.
MUDD: I’ll handle the conversation, darling.

MUDD: You’re a hard-nosed one, Captain.
KIRK: And you’re a liar, Mister Walsh. I think we both understand each other.

SULU: You’re on duty, Johnny-o. Back to reality.
FARRELL: You can feel their eyes when they look at you, like something grabbing hold of you. Did you notice that?
SULU: I noticed. How I noticed. Come on, Johnny.

SPOCK: State your name for the record.
MUDD: Leo Francis Walsh.
COMPUTER: Incorrect.
SPOCK: Your correct name.
MUDD: Gentlemen, surely you’re not going to take the word of a soulless mechanical device over that of a real flesh and blood man.
SPOCK: State your correct name for the record.
MUDD: Harry Mudd.
COMPUTER: Incorrect.
MUDD: Harcourt Fenton Mudd.
SPOCK: Any past offenses, Mister Mudd?
MUDD: Of course not. Gentlemen, I’m simply an honest businessman.
COMPUTER: Incorrect.
MUDD: Blast that tin-plated pot.

KIRK: Destination and purpose of journey?
MUDD: Planet Ophiuchus 3. Wiving settlers.
KIRK: Come again, Mister Mudd. You do what?
MUDD: I recruit wives for settlers, a difficult but satisfying task.

MUDD: Oh, you beautiful galaxy! Oh, that heavenly universe! Well, girls, lithium miners. Don’t you understand? Lonely, isolated, overworked, rich lithium miners! Girls, do you still want husbands, hmm? Evie, you won’t be satisfied with a mere ship’s captain. I’ll get you a man who can buy you a whole planet. Maggie, you’re going to be a countess. Ruth, I’ll make you a duchess. And I, I’ll be running this starship. Captain James Kirk, the next orders you’re taking will be given by Harcourt Fenton Mudd!

KIRK: Well, come on, you’re the doctor. What is it? Is it that we’re tired, and they’re beautiful? They are incredibly beautiful.
MCCOY: Are they, Jim? Are they actually more lovely, pound for pound, measurement for measurement, than any other women you’ve known? Or is it that they just, well, act beautiful. No. Strike that, strike that.
KIRK: What are they?
MCCOY: You mean are they alien illusions? That sort of thing?
KIRK: I asked you first.
MCCOY: No, an alien smart enough to pull this could also keep my medical scanner from going beep!
KIRK: I don’t follow you.
MCCOY: I don’t either.

KIRK: Have Mudd meet me in the transporter room.
SPOCK: Mudd?
KIRK: The name of this game.

EVE: I ate some of your food, so I paid with some chores.
CHILDRESS: And I do my own cooking. I’ve not laid a hand on you. Remember that.
EVE: Oh, the sound of male ego. You travel halfway across the galaxy, and it’s still the same song. There. You going to eat or talk?
CHILDRESS: I guess I’m supposed to sit, taste, and roll my eyes. Ooh, female cooking again. I’ve tasted better, by my own hand.
EVE: Well you’re tasting some of it now. I couldn’t scrape three layers of your leavings out of that pan.

MUDD: Don’t you think you could possibly, by accident, arrange to leave me behind here? On this planet that would be punishment enough.
KIRK: I can’t do that, Harry, but I will appear as a character witness at your trial. If you think that’ll help.
MUDD: They’ll throw away the key.

MCCOY: That must have been quite a talk you made down there. Ever try considering the patent medicine business?
KIRK: Why should I work your side of the street?
SPOCK: I’m happy the affair is over. A most annoying emotional episode.
MCCOY: Smack right in the old heart. Oh, I’m sorry. In your case, it would be about here.
SPOCK: The fact that my internal arrangement differs from yours, Doctor, pleases me no end.

“What Are Little Girls Made Of?”

SPOCK: That’s an unusual request.
KIRK: The man making it is Doctor Roger Korby.
SPOCK: You’re certain you recognise his voice?
CHAPEL: Have you ever been engaged, Mister Spock? Yes, it’s Roger.

CHAPEL: Brownie, what is it?
BROWN: Explain.
CHAPEL: Don’t you recognise me?
BROWN: Christine. You look well. My name is Brown, Doctor Korby’s assistant. I presume you are Captain Kirk. He’s dead, I assure you. Come, Doctor Korby will be waiting.
KIRK: You do know him well? An old friend?
CHAPEL: I suppose living here for five years…

ANDREA: I do not understand. Why are you unhappy? You are with Roger again.
CHAPEL: Where is Captain Kirk?
ANDREA: You are concerned about the captain?
CHAPEL: Yes, I am concerned.
ANDREA: How can you love Roger without trusting him? Why does it bother you when I use the name Roger?
KORBY: Andrea, it’s sufficient that it does disturb her. You will call me Doctor Korby from now on, Andrea.
ANDREA: Yes, Doctor Korby.

CHAPEL: Yes, let’s start with Andrea.
ANDREA: I’m like Doctor Brown, an android. Didn’t you know?
KORBY: Remarkable, isn’t she? Notice the the lifelike pigmentation, the variation in skin tones. The flesh, the flesh has warmth. There’s even a pulse, physical sensation.
CHAPEL: How convenient.
KORBY: Christine, you must realise an android’s like a computer. It does only what I programme. As a trained scientist yourself, you must realise that
CHAPEL: Given a mechanical Doctor Brown, a mechanical geisha would be no more difficult.
KORBY: You think I could love a machine?
CHAPEL: Did you?
KORBY: Andrea’s incapable of that. She simply obeys orders. She has no meaning for me. There’s no emotional bond. Andrea, kiss Captain Kirk. Now strike him. You see? There’s no emotion in it, no emotional involvement. She simply responds to orders. She’s a totally logical computer. A thing is not a woman. Now do you understand?
KIRK: If these mechanical things have no feelings and perform only as you programme them, then why did Brown try to shoot me? Why did he kill two of my men? There are many things I don’t understand, Doctor.
KORBY: I will answer all of your questions now.

KORBY: Synthetic organs are in place. We merely synchronise them with Kirk’s autonomic nervous system, duplicating the rhythms of his body. At the same time, we duplicate the mental pattern. Now, physical pattern complete, we now make a mental pattern. Ready for final synaptic fusion. Andrea, stand by for cortex circuits. The android will be so perfect It could even replace the captain. The same memories, the same attitudes, the same abilities. Activate circuits.
KIRK: Mind your own business, Mister Spock. I’m sick of your half-breed interference, do you hear? Mind your own business, Mister Spock. I’m sick of your half-breed (passes out, the other one wakes up)

KORBY: Totally unimportant ones. You may leave now. (Kirk2 leaves) You haven’t guessed the rest? Not even you, Christine? What you saw was only a machine, Only half of what I could’ve accomplished, Do you understand? By continuing the process I could’ve transferred you, your very consciousness into that android. Your soul, if you wish. All of you. In android form, a human being can have practical immortality. Can you understand what I’m offering mankind?
KIRK: Programming. Different word, but the same old promises made by Genghis Khan, Julius Caesar, Hitler, Ferris, Maltuvis.
KORBY: Can you understand that a human converted to an android can be programmed for the better? Can you imagine how life could be improved if we could do away with jealousy, greed, hate?
KIRK: It can also be improved by eliminating love, tenderness, sentiment. The other side of the coin, Doctor.
KORBY: No one need ever die again. No disease, no deformities. why even fear can be programmed away, replaced with joy. I’m offering you a pracical heaven, a new paradise, and all I need is your help.

SPOCK: Captain, We finished ahead of schedule.
KIRK2: Doctor Korby has considerable cargo to beam aboard. I’ll have to go over our destination schedule with him.
SPOCK: You’re going back down with the command pack?
KIRK2: Mind your own business, Mister Spock. I’m sick of your half-breed interference, do you hear?
SPOCK: Yes. very well, Captain.
KIRK2: You look upset, Mister Spock. Is everything all right up here?
SPOCK: No problems here, sir.

KIRK: Something bothering you, Mister Spock?
SPOCK: Frankly, I was rather dismayed by your use of the term half-breed, Captain. You must admit it is an unsophisticated expression.
KIRK: I’ll remember that Mister Spock, the next time I find myself in a similar situation. Steady as we go, helm.

“Miri”

MIRI: You got a foolie, is that it, and you want me to play, but I can’t. I don’t know the rules. I’ve got to know the rules.
MCCOY: Foolie?
MIRI: A game, you know. You can’t play a game without rules. Even Grups ought to know that.
KIRK: What are Grups?
MIRI: You are. They will, when Onlies get old.
RAND: Grownups.

KIRK: There must be records somewhere and answers to some of our questions. Miri, do you know any buildings where the doctors used to work?
MIRI: Yes, I know that. Them and their pills and things.
KIRK: Will you take me there?
MIRI: That’s a bad place.
KIRK: It’s important. Please.
MIRI: All right. Do you have a name, too?
KIRK: Yes. It’s Jim.
MIRI: I like that name.
KIRK: Good. I like yours, too. I like you.
MIRI: Do you really?
KIRK: I wouldn’t lie to you.
MIRI: I wouldn’t lie to you, either, Jim. I remember the Grups, but you’re nice. You’re different.
KIRK: Why, thank you.

KIRK: Bones, why do you think the symptoms haven’t appeared in Mister Spock?
MCCOY: I don’t know. Probably the little bugs or whatever they are have no appetite for green blood.
SPOCK: Being a red-blooded human obviously has its disadvantages.

SPOCK: Progress report, genetics section, Life Prolongation Project.
RAND: So that’s what it was.
MCCOY: Life prolongation. Didn’t have much luck, did they?

RAND: One thing, Captain. If she were a wild animal ever since she’s been a little girl, how do you explain that she wants to stay with us?
KIRK: Loneliness? I don’t know, curiosity? I think children have an instinctive need for adults. They want to be told right and wrong.
SPOCK: There may be other emotions at work in this case, Captain.
MCCOY: She likes you, Jim.
SPOCK: She’s becoming a woman.

KIRK: I’m going to try. Miri? Come here. You want to go someplace with me?
MIRI: Sure.
RAND: That little girl…
SPOCK: Is at least three hundred years older than you are, Yeoman. Think about it.

MCCOY: What about us?
SPOCK: The older the victim, the more rapid the progress of the disease.
KIRK: And you? The disease doesn’t seem to be interested in you.
SPOCK: I am a carrier. Whatever happens, I can’t go back to the ship, and I do want to go back to the ship, Captain.

JAHN: That would be some foolie, Miri, but do you think it would work?
MIRI: I know. I know. Don’t you think I’ve heard them talk? They have such little time to do this dumb thing of theirs, this buttinsky thing. If we get her away. that Yeoman, that’s one person less to start off with.
MASKED BOY: But how, Miri? If they’re so busy, if they’re going to have the big emergency, how are you going to get her away?
MIRI: It’s easy. She’s always asking me about the youngest little Onlies, little ones. What if they get sick, who takes care of them? Do they have enough to eat? Where do they sleep? I’ll just tell her one of you fell down and got hurt.
RED HEAD BOY: Me. Say it’s me.
MIRI: All right, you.
JAHN: But Grups, they know things and all that. You know, I bet they’ll be able to do it with one person less.
MIRI: Not one, two. Because he’ll try to find her.
RED HEAD BOY: Who? Who will, Miri?
MIRI: The Captain. He’ll try to find her, but he won’t. Mister Lovey-dovey.
RED HEAD BOY: Lovey-dovey. Bonk bonk on the head. Bonk bonk! bonk bonk!
CHILDREN: Bonk bonk! Bonk bonk!

RED HEAD BOY: Blah, blah, blah!
JAHN: No, you got the wrong game. A teacher, I told you. Now, what does a teacher say, huh?
RED HEAD BOY: Yeah. Study, study, study, or bonk bonk, bad kid. (children all applaud)
RAND: It’s not funny.
JAHN: It’s a foolie.

JAHN: You listen, Miri.
MIRI: I did. Why do you think I brought him here? Tell them, Jim.
JAHN: Tell’em, Jim. Tell’em, Jim.
CHILDREN: Tell’em, Jim! Tell’em, Jim! Tell’em, Jim! Tell’em, Jim!
KIRK: Listen to me. Listen to me!
JAHN: No yelling in the classroom! Look at him, a very bad citizen.
KIRK: This isn’t a game. It never was a game.
BLONDE GIRL: Call the police!
RED HEAD BOY: I’m the police. Bonk bonk unless you’re good.
JAHN: You’re the teacher.
RED HEAD BOY: I got two jobs. Bonk bonk!
CHILDREN: Blah blah blah! Blah blah blah! Blah blah blah! Blah blah blah!

CHILDREN: (approaching menacingly) Nyah na nyah, nyah na nyah, nyah na nyah, nyah na nyah.
KIRK: You’ve seen your friends change one by one as they grew up. Did you ever see one of them not change? One by one, they got the disease, and they became like, Iike those creatures you’re afraid of, like Louise. One by one they changed and got the disease. The disease like I’ve got, like Miri has. You understand what I’m talking about. You’re not babies. We can help you!
RED HEAD BOY: Naughty Grup. (starts hitting Kirk) Bonk bonk! Bonk bonk!
MIRI: No, please. No! (the other children join in as the little blonde girl watches, smiling)
KIRK: (bleeding) It’s waiting for you. It may only be a matter of months.
MIRI: Listen to him. He’s telling the truth.
JAHN: He’s funny. He thinks he’s funny.
RED HEAD BOY: Bonk bonk! Get him!
KIRK: Look at my arms! That’s what’s going to happen to you unless you let me help you.
RED HEAD BOY: Bonk bonk! Hit him!
KIRK: And the little ones. What’s going to happen to them after you’ve gone, after you’ve turned into creatures like Louise? Oh, they’ll still be here, but not for long, because the food’s all gone. You’ve eaten it. Maybe six months left, that’s all, and then nothing left to eat, nobody left to take care of them. They’ll die, too.
MIRI: Look at my arm, Jahn. It’s happening to me. He’s telling the truth.
JAHN: They’re Grups!
CHILDREN: Bonk bonk! Bonk bonk! Bonk bonk! Bonk bonk!
KIRK: All right, you want a foolie? All right. I dare you, I double-dare you. Look at the blood on my face. Now look at your hands. Blood on your hands. Now who’s doing the hurting? Not the Grups, it’s you hurting, yelling, maybe killing, just like the Grups you remember and creatures you’re afraid of. You’re acting like them, and you’re going to be just like them unless you let me help you. I’m a Grup, and I want to help you. I’m begging you, let me help you or there won’t be anything left at all. Please.

IRK: Look at his face.
SPOCK: The blemishes are fading. They’re fading. Who will understand the medical mind?

RAND: Miri. She really loved you, you know.
KIRK: Yes. I never get involved with older women, Yeoman.

“Dagger Of The Mind”

KIRK: I would like to have met Doctor Adams. Have you ever been to a penal colony since they started following his theories?
MCCOY: A cage is a cage, Jim.
KIRK: You’re behind the times, Bones. They’re more like resort colonies now.

SPOCK: Interesting. Your Earth people glorify organised violence for forty centuries, but you imprison those who employ it privately.
MCCOY: And, of course, your people found an answer.
SPOCK: We disposed of emotion, Doctor. Where there is no emotion there is no motive for violence.

NOEL: Doctor Helen Noel, Captain. We’ve met. Don’t you remember the science lab Christmas party?
KIRK: Yes, I remember.
NOEL: You dropped in
KIRK: Yes, yes, I remember.
SPOCK: Problem, Captain?
KIRK: Mister Spock, you tell McCoy that she had better check out as the best assistant I ever had. Energize.

NOEL: Perhaps it would be simpler if you called me Helen, Captain, since–
KIRK: This is another time, another place, and another situation.
NOEL: Of course, Captain.

SPOCK: When do you plan to beam back up, Captain?
KIRK: I think we’ll spend the night here, Mister Spock.
GELDER: No! No, no, no.

KIRK: I’d like to see that treatment room again. You say you’re somewhat familiar with the theory behind it?
NOEL: Yes, somewhat, but if you’d simply state any doubts you have to Doctor Adams
KIRK: And if he’s lying, he’ll continue to lie, and I won’t find out a thing. The only way I can be sure is to see that machine at work, or is that too impractical and unscientific of me, Doctor? Well?
NOEL: Coming.

KIRK: Nothing happened.
NOEL: Something happened. Your face went completely blank.
KIRK: Try a harmless suggestion.
NOEL: You’re hungry.
KIRK: You know, when we finally get through this I’d like to locate and raid a kitchen somewhere.
NOEL: I put that suggestion in your mind, Captain. I said simply that you were hungry.
KIRK: Remarkably effective for a device that Doctor Adams was going to abandon.

“The Corbomite Maneuver”

SPOCK: Ahead slow. Steer a course around it, Mister Sulu.
BAILEY: It’s blocking the way!
SPOCK: Quite unnecessary to raise your voice, Mister Bailey.

KIRK: I’ll be right up. You could see the alarm lights flashing from there, McCoy. Why didn’t you tell me?
MCCOY: Finally finished a physical on you, didn’t I. (Kirk leaves) What am I, a doctor or a moon shuttle conductor? If I jumped every time a light came on around here, I’d end up talking to myself.

SPOCK: All decks have reported green, Mister Bailey.
BAILEY: Yes, sir.
SPOCK: And when the Captain arrives he will expect a full report on–
BAILEY: The cube’s range and position. I’ll have it by then. Raising my voice back there doesn’t mean I was scared or couldn’t do my job. It means I happen to have a human thing called an adrenaline gland.
SPOCK: It does sound most inconvenient, however. Have you considered having it removed?
BAILEY: Very funny.
SULU: You try to cross brains with Spock, he’ll cut you to pieces every time.

KIRK: Scotty.
SCOTT: Motive power? Beats me what makes it go.
KIRK: I’ll buy speculation.
SCOTT: I’d sell it if I had any. That’s a solid cube. How something like that can sense us coming, block us, move when we move, well it beats me. That’s my report.

BAILEY: Sir, we going to just let it hold us here? We’ve got phaser weapons. I vote we blast it.
KIRK: I’ll keep that in mind, Mister Bailey, when this becomes a democracy.

KIRK: Anything further, gentlemen?
SPOCK: I believe it adds up to either one of two possibilities. First, a space buoy of some kind.
KIRK: Second?
SPOCK: Flypaper.
KIRK: And you don’t recommend sticking around.

KIRK: It’s time for action, gentlemen. Mister Bailey–
BAILEY: Bridge to Phaser Gun Crew
KIRK: Countermand. I’ll select what kind of action.
BAILEY: I’m sorry, sir. I thought you meant…
KIRK: Are you explaining, Mister Bailey? I haven’t requested an explanation. Now, as I was about to say, Navigator, plot us a spiral course away from the cube.

KIRK: Care to speculate on what we’ll find if we go on ahead?
SPOCK: Speculate? No. Logically, we’ll discover the intelligence which sent out the cube.
KIRK: Intelligence different from ours or superior?
SPOCK: Probably both, and if you’re asking the logical decision to make
KIRK: No, I’m not. The mission of the Enterprise is to seek out and contact alien life.
SPOCK: Has it occurred to you that there’s a certain inefficiency in constantly questioning me on things you’ve already made up your mind about?
KIRK: It gives me emotional security. Navigator, set a course ahead.

RAND: Excuse me, sir. It’s past time you had something to eat, sir.
KIRK: What the devil is this? Green leaves?
RAND: It’s dietary salad, sir. Doctor McCoy ordered your diet card changed. I thought you knew.
MCCOY: Your weight was up a couple of pounds, remember?

KIRK: When I find the headquarters genius that assigned me a female yeoman
MCCOY: What’s the matter, Jim. Don’t you trust yourself?
KIRK: I’ve already got a female to worry about. Her name’s the Enterprise.

BAILEY: We’ve only got eight minutes left.
SULU: Seven minutes and forty five seconds.
BAILEY: He’s doing a countdown!
MCCOY: Practically end of watch.
BAILEY: What, are you all out of your minds? End of watch? It’s the end of everything. What are you, robots? Wound-up toy soldiers? Don’t you know when you’re dying? Watch and regulations and orders What do they mean?
KIRK: Bailey, you’re relieved! Escort him to his quarters, Doctor.

SPOCK: I regret not having learned more about this Balok. In some manner he was reminiscent of my father.
SCOTT: Then may heaven have helped your mother.
SPOCK: Quite the contrary. She considered herself a very fortunate Earth woman.
KIRK: Doc. Sorry.
MCCOY: For having other things on your mind? My fault. I don’t how the devil you keep from punching me in the face.

KIRK: Ready, Doctor?
MCCOY: No, but you won’t let that stop you.

“Menagerie, Part One”

KIRK: How long will he live?
MCCOY: As long as any of us. Blast medicine anyway. We’ve learned to tie into every human organ in the body except one. The brain. The brain is what life is all about. Now, that man can think any thought that we can, and love, hope, dream as much as we can, but he can’t reach out, and no one can reach in.

MCCOY: What’s going on around here? Who said Jim needed a medical rest leave? And this call about me being needed aboard the ship. I’ve checked everywhere.
SPOCK: And no one from the ship made such a call.
MCCOY: That’s right.
SPOCK: Doctor, I regret they elected to keep certain things from you.

KIRK: Blast you any way. You had no right to come along.
MENDEZ: RHIP, Captain. Rank hath its privileges.

MCCOY: Mister Spock is, er, under arrest. Is confinement to quarters enough?
SPOCK: Adequate, Doctor. I’ll make no trouble.
MCCOY: Well, confine him.

SPOCK: Sir, I must point out that there are three officers of command rank available. Yourself, Commodore Mendez, and Captain Christopher Pike.
KIRK: Denied. Captain Pike is a complete invalid.
SPOCK: I believe you’ll find he’s still on the active duty list.
MENDEZ: We didn’t have the heart to retire him, Jim. He’s got you. Whatever he’s up to, he’s planned it well.

KIRK: Do you know what you’re doing? Have you lost your mind?
SPOCK: Captain, Jim, please don’t stop me. Don’t let him stop me. It’s your career and Captain Pike’s life. You must see the rest of the transmission.
KIRK: Lock him up.

“The Menagerie, part 2”

SPOCK: Thank you, sir, for both of us. (flash)
KIRK: Er, Mister Spock, when you’re finished, please come back and see me. I want to talk to you. This regrettable tendency you’ve been showing lately towards flagrant emotionalism
SPOCK: I see no reason to insult me, sir. I believe I’ve been completely logical about the whole affair.

“The Conscience of the King”

LENORE: So. Captain of the Enterprise. Interesting.
KIRK: So, Lady Macbeth. Interesting.

SPOCK: How did you know this lady was coming aboard?
KIRK: I’m the Captain.

KIRK: You make it sound very interesting. The crew has been on patrol for a long time. They could use a break in the monotony.
LENORE: Then you’ll do it?
KIRK: You’ve got me backed into a corner. The men would never forgive me if I deprived them of your performance, and your presence.

SPOCK: Benecia Colony is eight light years off our course.
KIRK: If my memory needs refreshing, Mister Spock, I’ll ask you for it. In the meantime, follow my orders.

MCCOY: Mister Spock, the man on top walks a lonely street. The chain of command is often a noose.
SPOCK: Spare me your philosophical metaphors, Doctor. The Captain is acting strangely. I’m asking if you’ve noticed.
MCCOY: Negative. Did you know this is the first time in a week I’ve had time for a drop of the true? Would you care for a drink, Mister Spock?
SPOCK: My father’s race was spared the dubious benefits of alcohol.
MCCOY: Now I know why they were conquered. What are you so worried about, anyway? I find Jim generally knows what he’s doing.
KIRK: It was illogical for him to bring those players aboard.
MCCOY: Illogical? Did you get a look at that Juliet? That’s a pretty exciting creature. Of course your, personal chemistry would prevent you from seeing that. Did it ever occur to you that he simply might like the girl?
SPOCK: It occurred. I dismissed it.
MCCOY: You would.

KIRK: What would you like to know?
LENORE: Has the machine changed them? Made them just people instead of women?
KIRK: Worlds may change, galaxies disintegrate, but a woman always remains a woman.

RILEY: Talk to me.
MATSON: Larry Matson here. Is that you, Riley?
MATSON: What’s up?
RILEY: Not me. I am down. In the engineering room.
MATSON: You’ve been a bad boy.
RILEY: Maybe so. Whatever I’ve done, they’re sure keeping it a secret from me. Hey. Is that Uhura playing? Let me talk to her.
MATSON: I think his heart is sore.
UHURA: What can I do for you, Riley?
RILEY: A song. Make it a love song. Just something to reassure me I’m not the only living thing left in the universe, huh?

SPOCK: Someone tried to kill him.
MCCOY: Could have been an accident.
SPOCK: You should be told the difference between empiricism and stubbornness, Doctor. I checked with the library computer, just as you did. I got the same information.
KIRK: Aren’t you getting a little out of line, Mister Spock? My personal business–
SPOCK: Is my personal business when it might interfere with the smooth operation of this ship.
KIRK: You think that happened?
SPOCK: It could happen.
KIRK: I don’t like anyone meddling in my private affairs. Not even my second in command.
MCCOY: Jim, Spock’s simply trying,
KIRK: I know what he’s doing, and I don’t like it.
MCCOY: It’s his job, and you know it.
KIRK: And you also know that nothing is proven.
SPOCK: Even in this corner of the galaxy, Captain, two plus two equals four. Almost certainly an attempt will be made to kill you. Why do you invite death?
KIRK: I’m not. I’m interested in justice.
MCCOY: Are you? Are you sure it’s not vengeance?

KIRK: Are you Kodos? I asked you a question.
KARIDIAN: Do you believe that I am?
KIRK: I do.
KARIDIAN: Then I am Kodos, if it pleases you to believe so. I am an actor. I play many parts.
KIRK: You’re an actor now. What were you twenty years ago?
KARIDIAN: Younger, Captain. Much younger.

MCCOY: In the long history of medicine, no doctor has ever caught the first few minutes of a play. Riley, don’t forget to– Riley? Captain Kirk, McCoy here.
KIRK: Yes, Doctor.
MCCOY: Riley’s gone. I was recording my log about Karidian and Kodos. If he overheard…

“Balance of Terror”

ROBERT: Happy wedding day, almost.
ANGELA: You won’t get off my hook this easily. I’m going to marry you, Mister, battle or phaser weapons notwithstanding.
ROBERT: Well, meanwhile, temporarily at least, I am still your superior officer. So get with it, Mister.

KIRK: Cancel battle stations. All decks, standby alert.
SULU: Cancel battle stations.
STILES: Captain, may I respectfully remind the Captain what has happened? The Romulans have crossed the Neutral Zone, attacked our outposts, killed our men.
KIRK: Mister Stiles.
STILES: Add to that the fact it was a sneak attack.
KIRK: Mister Stiles, are you questioning my orders?
STILES: Negative, sir. I’m pointing our that we could have Romulan spies aboard this ship.
SULU: I agree, sir. Respectfully recommend all decks maintain security alert.
KIRK: Very well. All decks, security alert.

KIRK: Decoding?
UHURA: Cryptography is working on it, sir.
STILES: Give it to Spock.
KIRK: I didn’t quite get that, Mister Stiles.
STILES: Nothing, sir.
KIRK: Repeat it.
STILES: I was suggesting that Mister Spock could probably translate it for you, sir.
KIRK: I assume you’re complimenting Mister Spock on his ability to decode.
STILES: I’m not sure, sir.
KIRK: Well, here’s one thing you can be sure of, Mister. Leave any bigotry in your quarters. There’s no room for it on the Bridge. Do I make myself clear?
STILES: You do, sir.

STILES: We have to attack immediately.
KIRK: Explain.
STILES: They’re still on our side of the Neutral Zone. There would be no doubt they broke the treaty.
SULU: Attack, without a visible target? How do we aim our phasers?
STILES: Aim with sensors. Not accurate, but if we blanket them
SULU: And hope for a lucky shot before they zero in on us?
STILES: And if we don’t? Once back, they’ll report that we saw their weapons and ran.
SULU: And if they could report they destroyed us?
STILES: These are Romulans! You run away from them and you guarantee war. They’ll be back. Not just one ship but with everything they’ve got. You know that, Mister Science Officer. You’ve the expert on these people, always left out that one point. Why? I’m very interested in why.
KIRK: Sit down, Mister.
SPOCK: I agree. Attack.
KIRK: Are you suggesting we fight to prevent a fight?
MCCOY: Based on what? Memories of a war over a century ago? On theories about a people we’ve never even met face to face?
STILES: We know what they look like.
SPOCK: Yes, indeed we do, Mister Stiles. And if Romulans are an offshoot of my Vulcan blood, and I think this likely, then attack becomes even more imperative.
MCCOY: War is never imperative, Mister Spock.
SPOCK: It is for them, Doctor. Vulcan, like Earth, had its aggressive colonising period. Savage, even by Earth standards. And if Romulans retain this martial philosophy, then weakness is something we dare not show.

KIRK: Phasers, stand by.
STILES: Sir, at this distance?
KIRK: We know their Achilles heel, Mister Stiles. Their weapon takes all their energy. They must become visible in order to launch it.
STILES: A phaser hit at this distance would be the wildest stroke of luck.
KIRK: I’m aware of that, Mister Stiles. Are phasers ready?
STILES: Phasers show ready, sir.

KIRK: I wish I were on a long sea voyage somewhere. Not too much deck tennis, no frantic dancing, and no responsibility. Why me? I look around that Bridge, and I see the men waiting for me to make the next move. And Bones, what if I’m wrong?
MCCOY: Captain, I…
KIRK: No, I don’t really expect an answer.
MCCOY: But I’ve got one. Something I seldom say to a customer, Jim. 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.

KIRK: Captain. Standing by to beam your survivors aboard our ship. Prepare to abandon your vessel.
COMMANDER: No. No, that is not our way. I regret that we meet in this way. You and I are of a kind. In a different reality, I could have called you friend.
KIRK: What purpose will it serve to die?
COMMANDER: We are creatures of duty, Captain. I have lived my life by it. Just one more duty to perform.

STILES: I’m alive, sir. But I wouldn’t be. Mister Spock pulled me out of the phaser room. He saved my life. He risked his life after I–
SPOCK: I saved a trained navigator so he could return to duty. I am capable of no other feelings in such matters.

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