"Mirror, Mirror" Line-by-Line!

[Vanyel]

Scotty: Half hour at the most.

 

[Leandar]

Kirk: If we miss?

 

[Vanyel]

Scotty: We couldn't get out of here in a century. Now, we're ready to bridge power from the engines to the transporter. You got ta get down there and free the board so we can lock in. Now give me about ten minutes, I got ta complete a few more computations.

 

[Leandar]

Kirk: Alright, I'll be in the transporter room in ten minutes, I'll meet you in the sickbay after.

 

[Vanyel]

Scotty: Aye, sir.

 

[Leandar]

(Spock's quarters)

Spock: Computer.

 

[Vanyel]

Computer: Ready.

 

[Leandar]

Spock: Explain computer activity in the engineering section.

 

[Vanyel]

Computer: Top security research is in progress.

 

[Leandar]

Spock: Who is conducting the research?

 

[Vanyel]

Computer: The Captain and Mr. Scott.

 

[Leandar]

Spock: What is the nature of the research?

 

[Vanyel]

Computer: Program is classified under voice index lock.

 

[Leandar]

(Spock contemplates this for a moment, then notices an alarm on his computer board - realizing what it is, he turns to the intercom)

Spock: Why are you monitoring my communications, Mr. Sulu?

 

[Vanyel]

Sulu: My security board has detected extensive use of the computer Mr. Spock. I was about to inform you. It's not hard to guess the nature of your order from Starfleet Command. I suggest a connection. The Captain suspects he's working on escape, or defense.

 

[Leandar]

Spock: That is my concern.

 

[Vanyel]

Sulu: Correct it's your play. I hope you succeed, because the order would fall on me next, and you know how Captain Kirk's enemies have a habbit of disappearing.

 

[Leandar]

Spock: If I am successful, you see yourself a step nearer to the captaincy. I do not want to command the Enterprise, but if it should befall me, I suggest you remember that my operatives would avenge my death. And some of them... are Vulcans.

(Sulu simply closes the communicator along with a twinge of fear)

 

[Brian]

(Kirk's Quarters)

MARLENA: Oiling my traps, darling. I'm afraid I'm a little out of practice. Maybe that's what happened to us? It's very hard for a working officer to shine as a woman every minute, and you demand perfection.

 

[Vanyel]

Kirk: I've never seem perfection, but no woman can come closer to it.