Star Trek Season 1 Episode 25

Kirk: We haven't heard much from you about Omicron Ceti III, Mr. Spock.
Spock: I have little to say about it Captain, except that for the first time in my life, I was happy.

McCoy: That didn't sound at all like Spock, Jim.
Kirk: No, it... I thought you said you might like him if he mellowed a little.
McCoy: I didn't say that! Not exactly.

McCoy: (after meeting Elias Sandoval) Pure speculation, just an educated guess, I'd say that man is alive.

Sandoval: We don't need you..not as a doctor.
McCoy: Oh no? Would you like to see just how fast I can put you in a hospital?
Sandoval: I am the leader of this colony. I'll assign you to whatever work I think is suitable!
McCoy: Just a minute...better make me a mechanic. Then I can treat little tin gods like you!

Kirk: 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 lutes. We must march to the sound of drums.

Kirk: No wants -- no needs? We weren't meant for that. None of us. Man stagnates if he has no ambition, no desire to be more than he is.

Kirk: Another dream that failed. There's nothing sadder.

Spock: Emotions are alien to me. I'm a scientist.

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 jack rabbit, 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 are 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 whose mother was 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. The 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 sub-human 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 on 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: Where's McCoy?
Spock: He went off to create something called a mint julep. That's a drink, Jim.

Kirk: I'll tell you something - it's not every First Officer that gets to belt his Captain... several times.
Spock: You did that to me deliberately.
Kirk: Spock, believe me it was painful... in more ways than one.

Spock: I have never understood the female capacity to avoid a direct answer to any question.

Leila: You never told me if you had another name, Mr. Spock.
Spock: You couldn't pronounce it.

Kirk: Where are you?
Spock: I don't believe I want to tell you that.
Kirk: Spock, I don't know what you think you're doing, but this is an order. Report back to me at the settlement in ten minutes. We're evacuating all colonists to Starbase 27.
Spock: No, I don't think so.
Kirk: You - don't - think - so - what??
Spock: I don't think so...Sir.

Spock: I am what I am, Leila, and if there are self-made purgatories, then we all have to live in them. Mine can be no worse than someone else's.