You can't even speak... [Kirk grunts] What?
kirk: Another Armenia, Belgium ... the weak innocents who always seem to be located on a natural invasion route.
Hear, Land o' Cakes and brither Scots Frae Maiden kirk to Johnny Groat's.Robert Burns
[kirk: If we don't help each other, we'll die here.] Perfect. Then that's the way it shall be. Give me Genesis!
Kill him, he's the one! (kirk: Not me, you idiot. Him!!) NOOOOOOO!!!
Sir, their hull is collapsing! [kirk: Beam them out of there, Scotty.]