"Damn! I wish that once, just once, I could command a mission where everything goes perfectly. Everything. The transporter functions without a hitch . . ."
"Amen," intedected McCoy.
". . . both the warp drive and the impulse engines stay on-line for the duration ... nobody from Security suffers so much as a hangnail . .." Kirk's voice grew stronger as he warmed to his subject, ". . . and the ship's computer doesn't even hiccup. Not to mention avoiding power-mad tyrants, megalomanic computers, tribbles, or, God forbid, Harry Mudd!"