You planning to take a swim?
Off the deep end, Mr. Scott.
We've got to find some humpbacks.
Humpbacked people?
Whales, Mr. Scott. Whales. About 45 to 50 feet long. About 40 tons each.
You planning to take a swim?
Off the deep end, Mr. Scott.
We've got to find some humpbacks.
Humpbacked people?
Whales, Mr. Scott. Whales. About 45 to 50 feet long. About 40 tons each.
"Angels and ministers of grace, defend us."
Hamlet, act I, scene IV.
what did you have in mind?
Perhaps the professor can use your computer?
Computer. Computer. Ah. [McCoy hands him a mouse and he speaks over it] Hello, computer.
Just use the keyboard.
The keyboard. How quaint.
Guessing is not in my nature, doctor.
Well... nobody's perfect.
Mr. Spock, have you accounted for the variable mass of whales and water in your time re-entry program?
Mr. Scott cannot give me exact figures, Admiral, so... I will make a guess.
A guess? You, Spock? That's extraordinary.
I don't think he understands.
No, Spock. He means that he feels safer about your guesses than most other people's facts.
Then you're saying... it is a compliment?
It is.
Ah. Then I will try to make the best guess I can.
The bureaucratic mentality is the only constant in the universe. We'll get a freighter.
With all respect, Doctor, I'm counting on Excelsior.
Excelsior? Why in God's name would you want that bucket of bolts?
A ship is a ship.
Whatever you say, sir. Thy will be done.
My friends... we've come home.
You think they could at least send us a ship. It's bad enough to be court-martialed and to have to spend the rest of our lives mining borite, but to have to go home in this Klingon flea trap!
You could learn a thing or two from this flea trap, it's got a cloaking device that costs us a lot.
I just wish we could cloak out the stench.