I saw hope in the stars.
We have to get out of here, now.
The power grid is fully restored.
Spock: “They’re preparing to fire.”
Chekov: “Shields up, captain?”
Valeris: “Captain, our shields!”
Chekov: “Shields up, captain?!”
Kirk: “Signal our surrender.”
Uhura: “Captain?!”
Kirk: “WE SURRENDER!”
A warrior does not let a friend face danger alone.
Way back ten minutes ago.
Chang: You say you are due for retirement. May I ask, do your hands shake?
Colonel Worf: Objection!
McCoy: I was nervous!
Chang: No. You were incompetent. You were incompetent! Whether deliberately, or as a result of age combined with drink, the court will have to determine.
McCoy: My God, man! I tried to save him! I tried to save him! I was desperate to save him. He was the last, best hope in the universe for peace.
Oh, yes! I hate this! It is revolting!
A Klingon is not defined by rank.
Second star to the right. And straight on til morning.
Your enemies will be positively green with envy. Greener.
Wake me up if it turns into something I need to care about.
Go enjoy the planet-wide party.
They’ll throw away the key!
Their ion trail’s already started to decay. They’re gonna be hard to find.
“Any ideas? Not you.”
There has been a tragedy. Don’t compound it with ignorance.
Is everything Romulans do a secret?
I suppose, by the transitive property, I, too, must be Vulcan as a motherfucker.
That is an order.