"Tomorrow is Yesterday" Line-by-Line

KIRK: If I remember my history, these things were being dismissed as weather balloons, sun dogs, explainable things. At least publicly.

 

Spock: Captain, our Tractor beam caught and crushed an Air Force plane. It'll be impossible to explain this as anything other than a genuine UFO. Possibly alien, definitely destructive.

 

KIRK: What about our problem, Mister Spock? Any ideas on how to get us back to our own time?

 

SPOCK: A theory. A reverse application of what happened to us. Logically, it could work. Also, logically, there are a hundred variables, any one of which could put us in a worse position than we're in now.

 

KIRK: We're going to have to go back and get those reports and photos. If the Captain feels duty bound to report what he saw, there won't be any evidence to support him.

 

CHRISTOPHER: That makes me out to be either a liar or a fool.

 

KIRK: Perhaps.

 

SPOCK: Not at all. You'll simply be one of the thousands who thought he saw a UFO.

 

CHRISTOPHER: Captain, I know that base. I was stationed there a year ago. I'd like to-

 

KIRK: No, Captain. Thank you, but if anything should go wrong, you might get hurt. We couldn't risk that. Neither could you or your son.

 

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CHRISTOPHER: Well, I'd like to help. I could sketch a layout of the place for you. Show you where the record section and the photo lab are.
(Kirk hands him a PADD)

 

[498 Airbase Group Air Defence Command]

(It's nighttime, and a guard is patrolling the corridors when Kirk and Sulu beam in. They smile at the quaint notice board and trophy cupboard before breaking into the Statistical Services Division by means of a sort of sonic screwdriver. Kirk's torch lights up a bank of magnetic tapes)


KIRK: Primitive computer. I've seen them demonstrated in museums.

 

SULU: Me, too. If this one's like those, it'll make the devil's noise if you start it.

 

KIRK: I don't intend to start it.

 

[Transporter room]

MCCOY: How long have they been down there now?

 

SPOCK: Fifteen minutes, twenty eight seconds.

 

MCCOY: Well, shouldn't they be coming up?

 

SPOCK: It is a fact, Doctor, that prowling by stealth is more time consuming than a direct approach. In our case-

 

MCCOY: Shouldn't you be working on your time warp calculations, Mister Spock?