Let That Be Your Last Battlefield Line-by-Line

Kirk: Your prognosis, Doctor?

 

MCCOY: Well, I can't give you one, Jim. I've never worked on anyone like him or anything like him.

 

SPOCK: Yet you are pumping him full of your noxious potions as if he were a human.

 

MCCOY: When in doubt, the book prevails, Mister Spock. I've run tests. Blood is blood, even when it's green like yours. The organs are there. They're rearranged to a degree, plus a few I've never seen before. Now, I've enriched the oxygen content of his blood and pumped in a strong stimulant. And I must say his recuperative powers appear to be excellent.

 

SPOCK: With your permission, Captain, I shall do some further research and join you on the bridge.
(Spock leaves.)

 

CHAPEL: He's coming around, Doctor.

 

MCCOY: Well, touch and go there for a minute, but you're out of danger now.

 

Kirk: You're aboard the starship Enterprise.

 

Kirk: Federation. So was the shuttlecraft that you were flying in.

 

LOKAI: It was?

 

KIRK: Don't you usually know whose property you've stolen?

 

LOKAI: I am not a thief.

 

KIRK: Well, certainly no ordinary thief, considering what it is you appropriated.

 

Lokai: You're being very loose with your accusations and drawing conclusions without any facts.

 

KIRK: Well, I do know you made off with a ship that didn't belong to you.

 

Lokai: I do not make off with things. My need gave me the right to use the ship. Mark the word, sir, the use of it.

 

KIRK: You can try those technical evasions on Starfleet Command. That's where you'll be facing your charges.

 

Lokai: I'm grateful for your rescue.

 

KIRK: Don't mention it. We're pleased to have caught you. Who are you?