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"Requiem for Methuselah" Line-by-Line

Flint: If you would accompany my robot to the laboratory, Doctor, you can rest assured that the ryetalyn is being processed.
 
Kirk: Why not all three?

Spock: Captain, the crew is dying up there...

Kirk: Quiet Spock, I've got a good feeling about this game of billiards!
 
(M4 leads McCoy into a lab, then disappears through a door. McCoy examines the large colored jars on a table whilst M4 works behind an opaque window)
(Rayna sends the cue ball around all four cushions to hit both reds. Billiards)

Kirk: Did you teach her that?
 
FLINT: You would tell me that it is no longer cruel. But it is, Captain. Look at your starship, bristling with weapons. Its mission to colonize, exploit, destroy, if necessary, to advance Federation causes.
 
(Rayna guides Kirk's shot, but he misses anyway)

KIRK: Thank you. Our missions are peaceful, our weapons defensive. If we were barbarians, we would not have asked for ryetalyn. Indeed, your greeting, not ours, lacked a certain benevolence.
 
KIRK: Yes, well, those pressures are everywhere in everyone, urging him to what you call savagery. The private hells, the inner needs and mysteries, the beast of instinct. As human beings, that is the way it is. To be human is to be complex. You can't avoid a little ugliness from within and from without.
 
Flint: Why don't you play the waltz Mister Spock? To be human is also to seek pleasure, to laugh, to dance. Rayna is a most accomplished dancer.
 
In the lab, M4 brings McCoy vials for inspection

McCoy returns to Kirk who is still dancing with Rayna

Kirk: Is something wrong?
 
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