Random Star Trek Quotes

Error. Error. Error. Examine. I shall analyse error. Analyse error. Examine error. Error. Analyse error. Error. Faulty! Error. Error. Faulty! Faulty! Must sterilise. Sterilise,

  • Q : [scoffs] The anomaly, my ship, my crew; I suppose you’re worried about your fish, too. If it puts your mind at ease - you’ve saved humanity, once again.

  • Q : Oh, you’d like me to connect the dots for you, lead you from A to B to C, so that your puny mind could comprehend? How boring.

I have to admit that it has a sort of strange fascination - how long can two people talk about nothing?

Why would he put a bag on our captain ?

Just like the Federation!

“YOU BETRAYED YOUR UNIFORM!”
“AND YOU’RE BETRAYING YOURS! RIGHT NOW! The difference is, you don’t even realize it. I feel sorry for you, captain. This obsession with me… look what it’s cost you.”
“MAJOR! SHUT THAT THING OFF! COMMANDER WORF, PREPARE TO LAUNCH TORPEDOES!”
“WAIT! …If you’ll… call off your attack… I’ll turn over all our biogenic weapons.”
“NOT ENOUGH!”
“…Heh! All right, Javert. I’ll give you what you want. Me.”

Away! Away, spirit! And let honest men approach.

No debate, no innovation.

Captain, our information on these people and their culture was not correct. This is not a primitive society making progress toward mechanisation. They are totally stagnant. There is no evidence of any progress as far back as my tricorder can register. For tens of thousands of years, there has been absolutely no advancement, no significant change in their physical environment. This is a laboratory specimen of an arrested culture.

I’ve never been arrested in my whole life!

The more complex the mind, the greater the need for the simplicity of play.

How do you feel?

What would you like?

How we deal with death is at least as important as how we deal with life, wouldn’t you say?

SPOCK: The guilty party has his choice. Death by electrocution, death by gas, death by phaser, death by hanging…
MUDD: The key word in your entire peroration, Mister Spock, was death.

NCC-1701. No bloody A, B, C, or D.

The name of my ship is the Lollipop. It’s a good ship.

While I might trust the doctor to remove a splinter or lance a boil, I do not believe he has the knowledge to restore a brain.

Baseball.

Jim, you just sat that man down at a high-stakes poker game with no cards and told him to bluff. Now, Sulu’s a good man, but he’s no captain.