Danke schoen for the win.
McCoy: One case of Saurian brandy says I can toss this right in her mouth, Jim.
Kirk: Bones, I'm reasonably sure this is inappropriate behavior regarding a patient under sedation.
McCoy: This sort of behavior is strictly barred by the Star Fleet, Jim.
Kirk: I'm sure I don't understand.
McCoy: Interefering with the natives? Directive Numero Uno, buddy-boy.
Kirk, sotto: How much brandy has the doctor had?
Spock: This distinction between a salad fork and a dinner fork is illogical, captain. I will not honor it.
Scotty: How d'you like that? Barbarity!
Guide: Stop! He who would cross the bridge of death must answer me these questions three, 'ere the other side he see.
Kirk: *sigh* This again.