Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The Klingon?
I begin to like you, Earthman.
You took a medical oath long before you signed aboard my ship.
The sick should die.
Yes, I mentioned that.
The walls get higher and narrower, but there is a way out.
Documents signed by the young High Chief's regent.
Cutting across our path.
Try the captain.
Kirk to Enterprise. Come in.
Answer me. Do you want my help?
No.
Ordinarily, under these circumstances,
- We're turning back. Warp five, helm. - Warp five, sir.
Mr. Chekov, pull the microtape on that distress call. I want it replayed.
Does Maab know that the Klingons are our sworn enemies
There's an old, old saying on Earth, Mr. Sulu:
Acknowledge.
Yes, but in this case, with the more people we take down,
The child is dead, Maab.
Now let me see that arm.
How do you know?
So they take all the credit here. Poppycock!