"The Squire of Gothos" Line-by-Line

KIRK: You don't find this unexpected, Mister Spock?

 

SPOCK: That his food has no taste, his wine no flavor? No. It simply means that Trelane knows all of the Earth forms, but none of the substance.

 

KIRK: And if he's fallible, he can't be all powerful. Which means he has something helping him.

 

SPOCK: Evidently.

 

KIRK: A machine? A device? Something which does these things for him.

 

TRELANE: Ah, my dear, don't we make a graceful pair? Except for one small detail. That dress hardly matches this charming scene.
(Suddenly she's wearing an empire line dress with feathers in her hair. Idealised Jane Austen)
TRELANE: Ah, yes, that's more what we want. The dashing warrior and his elegant lady.

 

KIRK: That mirror. It's part of his audience, his ego. He never wanders from it.

 

SPOCK: Is it ego, or something else?

 

KIRK: Explain.

 

SPOCK: The mirror.

 

KIRK: What about it?

 

SPOCK: You noted yourself he never gets very far from it. I suppose it could be vanity.

 

KIRK: No, no, Mister Spock, that's not the reason. What kind of a machine could do these things?

 

SPOCK: A machine with the ability to turn energy into matter guided by thought waves. It would have a very complex memory bank, and would be extremely sophisticated.

 

KIRK: Like a computer, only much more. Could the machine that maintains the environment in this immediate area be kept in this house?

 

SPOCK: I think not. A device capable of keeping out this planet's natural atmosphere would be immense.

 

KIRK: Good. I agree. That leaves me free.

 

SPOCK: Free, Captain?

 

KIRK: If I'm not mistaken, Mister Spock, I think I can turn his lights off at the source. (raises his voice) Don't be too upset by what you see, gentlemen. After all, his actions are those of an immature, unbalanced mind.

 

TRELANE: I overheard that remark, Captain. I'm afraid I'll have to dispense with you.