Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

They're supposed to have a kind of a subtle mystical power
Are you in a hurry, Mr. Scott?
It was no accident. I chose you and you chose me.
Captain.
Aye, aye, sir.
I want to be by your side.
I want you to check every relay you've got.
What kind of a signal did you send the Klingon ship?
Captain, that ancient Earth custom called spanking. What is it?
No.
I gave up my quarters because...
None in this area. Nothing that would account for it.
I'll be the judge of...
Captain, are you all right?
Don't waste the time telling me about it. Get to it.
I want to die with you.
You rule this ship?
Your Glory, I am Petri. In the name of my people...
You suggest?
Mr. Spock, the women on your planet are logical.
We're interested in how the ship is used in combat, not in what drives it.
Engines are for mechanics and menials.
He came in answer to your summons.
No doubt, captain.
It's a kind of an infection, and I think I've found an antidote.
It's in a border area, Mr. Scott. The Klingons also claim jurisdiction.
Enterprise, prepare to be boarded or destroyed.
And take that garbage with you.
my ability to protect you.
The thing most feared and hated by my people, our most deadly enemy.
Yes, my love.
Now listen, Jim. Petri told Christine
On my way.
He's paralleling us again.
Mr. Chekov, lay in a course to take us out of this star system.