CAR DRIVER: Why don’t you watch were you’re going, dumb ass!
KIRK: Double dumb ass on you!
McCOY: It’s a miracle these people ever got out of the twentieth century.
Computers make excellent and efficient servants, but I have no wish to serve under them.
Q: Your bedside manner is admirable, Doctor. I’m sure your patients must recover quickly… (sotto voce) just to get away from you.
I know engineers. They love to change things.
We are Hugh.
Is there something wrong with the one I have?
C-c-c-COLD!
The Borg wouldn’t know fun if they assimilated an amusement park.
Borg Queen: I see they’ve also given you a sense of humor.
Seven of Nine: My humor is my own.
Borg Queen: Spoken like a true individual.
They’re born pregnant.
“Your blood pressure is practically nonexistent, assuming you call that green stuff in your veins blood.”
“The readings are perfectly normal for me, Doctor, thank you. And as for my anatomy being different from yours – I am delighted.”
Kirk: [showing the Vulcan salute] How many fingers do I have up?
McCoy: That’s not very damn funny.
Kirk: You’re sense of humor’s returned!
McCoy: The hell it has!
Data: Then he is questioning my ability as a parent.
Jean-Luc Picard: In a manner of speaking.
Data: Does the Admiral have children, sir?
Jean-Luc Picard: I believe he does. Why?
Data: I am forced to wonder how much experience he had as a parent when his first child was born.
I love Italian. And so do you.
My God man, drilling holes in his head is not the answer! The artery must be repaired! Now, put away your butcher’s knives and let me save this patient before it’s too late!
Captain Hikaru Sulu: You’ll find that more happens on the bridge of a starship than just carrying out orders and observing regulations. There’s a sense of loyalty to the men and women you serve with. A sense of family. Those two men on trial… I served with them a long time. I owe them my life a dozen times over. And right now, they’re in trouble and I’m going to help them. Let the regulations be damned.
Nice to meet you… Pinocchio.
The mid-1990s was the era of your last so-called World War.
MUDD: Don’t you think you could possibly, by accident, arrange to leave me behind here? On this planet that would be punishment enough.
KIRK: I can’t do that, Harry, but I will appear as a character witness at your trial. If you think that’ll help.
MUDD: They’ll throw away the key.
The key word in your entire peroration, Mr. Spock, was death.