Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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