“And as you know… I provide the most memorable desserts.”
You miserable, conniving toad!
“The first duty of every Starfleet officer is to the truth, whether it’s scientific truth or historical truth or personal truth! It is the guiding principle on which Starfleet is based! And if you can’t find it within yourself to stand up and tell the truth about what happened, you don’t deserve to wear that uniform! I’m going to make this simple for you, Mr. Crusher: either you come forward and tell Admiral Brand what really took place, or I will.”
“Captain…”
“Dismissed!”
MCCOY: The captain is in the best of physical condition. His emotional and mental state is comparable to the time that he assumed command of the Enterprise.
KIRK: Thank you, Doctor McCoy. Mister Spock, were you aware of Doctor McCoy’s findings?
SPOCK: I know them now.
KIRK: And what have you to say now?
SPOCK: I am disappointed and deeply concerned that there is no objective evidence to support my position. So far.
This unit must die.
I said shut up! As in, ‘Close your mouth and stop talking.’
SCOTT: A distress signal? It’s like sending up a flare. Mister Spock, that was a good gamble. Perhaps it was worth it.
SPOCK: No one out there to see it.
Seize the time, Meribor - live now! Make now always the most precious time. Now will never come again.
I’m so happy to see you, Leonard. The others, they, I, I don’t relate to them as much as you. You have such strong memories of me.
(This might also interest you all - shiny!: First Fully Working Communicator Coming Soon)
I’m beginning to think I could cure a rainy day!
It did not function, but it must function.
Excuse me! Would you mind stopping that damn noise?
The Bridge will be sending a rescue party as soon as possible, so I want you all to stop crying!
Bipedal. Large cranial capacity. Considerable Human ancestry…
Killers! Assassins! I won’t let you! I’ll kill you first! I won’t let you! You won’t get me! Murderers! Killers!
If I jumped every time a light came on around here, I’d end up talking to myself.
Unreal. Appearances only. They are shadows. Illusions. Nothing but ghosts of reality. They are lies. Falsehoods. Spectres without body. They are to be ignored.
No illusion. Jackson is dead.
I am Lord Garth, formerly of Izar, and I lead the future masters of the universe.
ALIEN: Emotive. Electro-chemical stimulus response. Cranial plate, bipedal locomotion, endoskeletal. Contiguous external integument.
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ALIEN: Hierarchical collective command structure.
– From TNG, Season 4: “The Nth Degree”.