Go over my head again, and I’ll have yours on a platter.
Accept from us this symbol of total logic.
Chekov: I didn’t think Mr. Scott would go for the brainy type.
Sulu: I don’t think he’s even noticed she has a brain.
KIRK: I know a cafe where the women are so…
MCCOY: I know the place, Jim!
SCOTT: Let’s go see!
KIRK: You, gentlemen? In your condition? Don’t be ridiculous.
That green-blooded son of a bitch! It’s his revenge for all those arguments he lost.
NO! I was a fool! I should have finished my interrogation and TURNED THEM OVER TO THE TROOPS FOR EXECUTION! But because I was CHILLY and my stomach was GROWLING, I FAILED in my duty and sacrificed EVERYTHING I HAD WORKED FOR!
You mean to tell me your people just walk into a disintegration machine when they’re told to?
It was created by a little old lady in Leningrad.
Paul Rice: Tell me about your ship - the Enterprise, isn’t it?
William T. Riker: No… The name of my ship is the Lollipop.
Paul Rice: I have no knowledge of that ship.
William T. Riker: It’s just been commissioned. It’s a good ship.
Yea, brother. Steppin’ into Eden.
There are times when I envy you, Mr. Data.
Faulty! Faulty! Must sterilise. Sterilise!
I’m really quite dull. I fall asleep each night with an old book in my hands.
Be specific, Captain. Which Enterprise? There’ve been five.
Leonard James Akka-ar
Therefore, we hereby proclaim that I am Lord Garth, Master of the Universe.
I meant it should be hauled away AS garbage!
Well, so help me, I’m actually pleased to see you.
There is no way I can apologize to you, Mr. Neelix. That is why I have not tried.
Well, as long as I don’t start… uh… assimilating the crew or sprouting Borg implants, I… I’m sure I can live with it.