Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She's perfectly healthy. Heart like a hammer.
...is simple electricity.
almost as Spock got when we were pulled off course.
Her attitude when she approaches you
I owe everything to her.
Her appearance is soft, gentle,
Believe me, captain, immortality consists largely of boredom.
But I don't know whether he did us a favour or not.
You regard the Man only as a toy. You amuse yourself with him.
Mr. Cochrane, if you left here, what would happen to you?
Never.
Companion, do you love the Man?
Gone, sir. No readings.
He will not continue. He will cease to exist.
That's disgusting. That's disgusting.
Your vehicle will operate as before. So will the communications device.
If I were human...
- Ready, Mr. Spock? - Quite ready, captain.
Stop it! You're killing them!
- It attacked you? - Evidently.
I haven't aged. The Companion sees to that.
Stop it, please! Stop it! You're choking them!
No, it's inhuman. No.
The Man must continue.
This device instantaneously compares the frequency of brainwave patterns,
I'm not just requesting an explanation, mister. I'm demanding one.
I wouldn't know anything about that.
I was tired, captain.
You were injured?
- Helm does not answer, captain. - Neither do the pods.
A beautiful one at that.
The Companion can't do anything to help Miss Hedford.
How do you communicate with it?
That's a very good question. I wish I could answer it.