Mr. Spock: Mr. Scott, since the Enterprise is obviously functional, I suggest we return to our starting place at top warp speed.
Lt. Cmdr. Montgomery 'Scotty' Scott: Aye, sir, but even at that it'll take us a while to get there.
Mr. Spock: In that case, Mr. Scott, I suggest we start at once. Can you give me warp 8?
Lt. Cmdr. Montgomery 'Scotty' Scott: Aye, sir. And maybe a wee bit more. I'll sit on the warp engines myself and nurse them.
Mr. Spock: That position, Mr. Scott, would not only be unavailing, but also... undignified.
Mr. Spock: Spock to Sickbay. Have you completed the autopsy on Watkins, Doctor?
Dr. M'Benga: Yes, we have, Mr. Spock.
Mr. Spock: Was the cause of his death the same as that which killed the transporter officer?
Dr. M'Benga: Well, the pattern of cellular disruption was the same, but as to the cause, well, your guess is as good as mine.
Mr. Spock: My guess, Doctor, would be valueless. I suggest we refrain from guessing and find some facts.
Mr. Spock: Bridge to Engineering. Negative effect on power reduction. Speed is still increasing.
Lt. Cmdr. Montgomery 'Scotty' Scott: Aye, Mr. Spock, and I found out why. The emergency bypass control of the matter/antimatter integrator is fused. It's completely useless. The engines are running wild; there's no way to get at them. We should reach maximum overload in about 15 minutes.
Mr. Spock: I would calculate 14.87 minutes, Mr. Scott.
Lt. Cmdr. Montgomery 'Scotty' Scott: Those few seconds will not make any difference, Mr. Spock, because you and I and the rest of the crew will no longer be here to bandy it back and forth. This thing is going to blow up, and there's nothing in the universe can stop it.
Lt. Cmdr. Montgomery 'Scotty' Scott: Whatever did this is still aboard this ship. I fail to understand why you cancelled the security alert.
Mr. Spock: A force that could hurl us 990.7 light-years away and at that distance still be able to sabotage our main source of energy will not be waiting around to be taken into custody.
Mr. Spock: Mr. Scott, you have accomplished your task.
Lt. Cmdr. Montgomery 'Scotty' Scott: You might at least say thank you.
Mr. Spock: For what purpose, Mr. Scott? What is it in you humans...
Lt. Cmdr. Montgomery 'Scotty' Scott: [muttering] Never mind.
Mr. Spock: ...that requires an overwhelming display of emotion in a situation such as this? Two men pursue the only reasonable course of action, and yet you FEEL that something else is necessary.
Uhura: Mr. Spock! Are you all right?
Mr. Spock: Yes. I believe no permanent damage was done.
Uhura: What happened?
Mr. Spock: The occipital area of my head seems to have impacted with the arm of the chair.
Uhura: No, Mr. Spock. I meant what happened to us?
Sulu: Once in Siberia there was a meteor so great that it flattened whole forests and was felt as far...
Captain James T. Kirk: [interrupting] Mr. Sulu, if I'd wanted a Russian history lesson I'd have brought along Mr. Chekov.
Rahda: It doesn't make any sense, but somehow I'd say that in a flash we've been knocked 1000 light-years away from where we were.
Mr. Spock: 990.7 light-years to be exact, Lieutenant.
Lt. Cmdr. Montgomery 'Scotty' Scott: But that's not possible. Nothing can do that.
Mr. Spock: Mr. Scott, since we are here, your statement is not only illogical but also unworthy of refutation.
Lt. Cmdr. Montgomery 'Scotty' Scott: What you're saying is that the planet didn't blow up and the Captain and the others, they're still alive?
Mr. Spock: Please, Mr. Scott, restrain your leaps of illogic. I have said nothing. I was merely speculating.
Lt. Cmdr. Montgomery 'Scotty' Scott: [working in the service crawlway] I'm so close to the flow now that it feels like ants crawling all over my body.
Mr. Spock: Mr. Scott, I suggest you refrain from any further subjective descriptions. You now have 10 minutes and 19 seconds in which to perform your task.
Mr. Spock: You have 8 minutes, 41 seconds.
Lt. Cmdr. Montgomery 'Scotty' Scott: I know what time it is. I don't need a bloomin' cuckoo clock.
Losira: I must touch you. I beg it. It is my existence.
Captain James T. Kirk: We've seen the results of your touch.
Losira: But you are my match, James Kirk. I MUST touch you.
Captain James T. Kirk: [about Losira] She must have been... a remarkable woman.
Dr. McCoy: And beautiful.
Mr. Spock: Beauty is transitory, Doctor; however, she was evidently highly intelligent.
Captain James T. Kirk: Kirk to Enterprise, five to beam up. I don't agree with you, Mr. Spock.
Mr. Spock: Indeed, Captain.
Captain James T. Kirk: Beauty... survives.
Mr. Spock: You spoke of the feel of the ship being wrong.
Lt. Cmdr. Montgomery 'Scotty' Scott: Aye. It was an emotional statement. I don't expect you to understand it.
Mr. Spock: I note it, Mister Scott, without necessarily understanding it.
Dr. McCoy: What is it, Jim?
Captain James T. Kirk: A planet even Spock can't explain.
[In trying to dig D'Amato's grave with his phaser, Kirk can't get far]
Sulu: That's the same red rock.
Captain James T. Kirk: My phaser didn't cut through it.
Dr. McCoy: Whatever it is, it has a mighty high melting point.
Captain James T. Kirk: 8,000 degrees Centigrade. It looks like igneous rock but infinitely denser.
Mr. Spock: The power of this intruder to disrupt every cell in a body, combined with the almost inconceivable power required to hurl the Enterprise such a distance, speak of a very high culture and a very great danger.
Uhura: Mr. Spock, what are the chances of the captain and the others being alive?
Mr. Spock: Lieutenant, we are not engaged in gambling.
Lt. Cmdr. Montgomery 'Scotty' Scott: Mr. Spock, the ship feels wrong.
Mr. Spock: "Feels," Mr. Scott?
Lt. Cmdr. Montgomery 'Scotty' Scott: I know it doesn't make sense. Instrumentation reads correct, but the feel is wrong. It's something I can't quite put into words.
Mr. Spock: That's is obvious, Mr. Scott.