Chapel, after sniffing: "Smells like weed in here."
Spock: "And so it does, baby ...
Kirk: "Just stay away from Mister Scott. I can't tell you way."
El Spock: "Turns out I ain't got no etchings."

Finnegan, wailing: "I've been in that fookin' waitin' room with that fookin' backward-talkin' asswipe so long, Jimmy-Boy, askin' me me coffee order and tryin' to peek down me trousers ..."
Kirk: "There, there, you're safe for about a week ..."
Spock: "<pats bed> Come and tell Uncle Spocky all about it ..."