"The City on the Edge of Forever" Line-by-line

Kirk: You're a police officer. I recognize the traditional accoutrements.

 

SPOCK: You were saying you'll have no trouble explaining it.

 

Kirk: My friend is obviously Chinese. I see you've noticed the ears. They're actually easy to explain. He caught his head in a mechanical....rice picker. But fortunately there was an American missionary living close by who was actually a skilled plastic surgeon in civilian life.

 

POLICEMAN: All right, all right. Drop those bundles and put your hands on that wall there! Come on!

 

Kirk: Oh, how careless of your wife to let you go out that way.

 

Spock had a line in the middle of Kirk's bit.

Kirk: My friend is obviously Chinese. I see you've noticed the ears. They're actually easy to explain.
Spock: Perhaps the unfortunate accident I had as a child.
Kirk: The unfortunate accident he had as a child. He caught his head in a mechanical....rice picker. But fortunately there was an American missionary living close by who was actually a skilled plastic surgeon in civilian life.

Moving on...

Policeman: What? Where?

 

SPOCK: Oh, yes, it's quite untidy. Here, let me help you.

(And a quick neck pinch in front of witnesses, then they grab the clothes and run off. With whistles blowing, they duck down the alley beside the 21st Street Mission and down the stairs to the cellar.)

 

Kirk: You were enjoying my predicament back there. At times, you seem quite human.

 

SPOCK: Captain, I hardly believe that insults are within your prerogative as my commanding officer.

 

KIRK: Sorry.

(after changing clothes)

Time we faced the unpleasant facts.

 

SPOCK: First, I believe we have about a week before McCoy arrives, but we can't be certain.

 

KIRK: Arrives where? Honolulu, Boise, San Diego? Why not Outer Mongolia, for that matter?

 

SPOCK: There is a theory. There could be some logic to the belief that time is fluid, like a river, with currents, eddies, backwash.

 

KIRK: And the same currents that swept McCoy to a certain time and place might sweep us there, too.

 

Spock: Unless that is true, Captain, we have no hope. Frustrating. Locked in here is the place and moment of his arrival, even the images of what he did. If only I could tie this tricorder in with the ship's computers for just a few moments.

 

KIRK: Couldn't you build some sort of computer aid here?

 

Spock: In this zinc-plated, vacuum tubed culture?

 

Kirk: Yes well it would pose an extremely complex problem in logic Mr Spock. Excuse me, I sometimes expect too much of you.

 

The lights turn on

Edith: Who's there?

 

(Spock puts on a woolen hat that was conveniently amongst the clothes Kirk stole. A young woman wearing an apron comes down the stairs.)


KIRK: Excuse us, miss. We didn't mean to trespass. It's cold outside.