Guinan: Tasha, you’re not supposed to be here.
Tasha Yar: Where am I supposed to be?
Guinan: Dead.
Tasha Yar: Do you know how?
Guinan: No, but I do know it was an empty death — a death without purpose.
You really HAVE gone where no man’s gone before!
SPOCK: Physical reality is consistent with universal laws.
Where the laws do not operate, there is no reality.
All of this is unreal.
MCCOY: What do you mean unreal? I examined Chekov. He’s dead.
SPOCK: But you made your examination under conditions which we cannot trust.
We judge reality by the response of our senses.
Once we are convinced of the reality of a given situation, we abide by its rules.
We judged the bullets to be solid, the guns to be real, therefore they can kill.
KIRK: Chekov is dead because he believed the bullets would kill him.
Spock, this child is about to wipe out every living thing on Earth. Now, what do you suggest we do? Spank it?
Questions about what? About our future? Our future is honor! Our present is serving this ship.
No, the name of my ship is the Lollipop. … It’s a good ship.
Captain. do what you must to protect the ship. But know this, I am going to have this baby.
My great-grandfather was once bitten by a rattlesnake. After three days of intense pain… the snake died.
It was invented by a little old lady from Leningrad.
Not the Sun, the Son!
Janeway: (to Replicator) Coffee, black.
Replicator: Make it yourself!
Capt. Kirk: Captain’s log, supplemental. Engineering Officer Scott informs, warp engines damaged, but can be made operational and re-energized.
Enterprise Computer: Computed and recorded, dear.
Capt. Kirk: Computer, you will not address me in that manner. Compute.
Enterprise Computer: Computed… dear.
Capt. Kirk: Mr. Spock, I ordered this computer and its interlinking systems repaired.
Mr. Spock: I have investigated it, Captain. To correct the fault will require an overhaul of the entire computer system and a minimum of three weeks at a starbase.
Capt. Kirk: I wouldn’t mind so much if only it didn’t get so… affectionate.
Mr. Spock: It also has an unfortunate tendency to giggle.
Guinan: Consider that in the history of many worlds there have always been disposable creatures. They do the dirty work. They do the work that no one else wants to do, because it’s too difficult and too hazardous. With an army of Datas, all disposable, you don’t have to think about their welfare, or you don’t think about how they feel. Whole generations of disposable people.
Are you prepared to condemn him, and those who come after him, to servitude and slavery? Your Honor, Starfleet was founded to seek out new life, well, THERE IT SITS!
I can appreciate your position, sir. You are in charge of civil disturbances locally. If you are the entity for which we search, what better position from which to kill with impunity?
I didn’t kill just one Husnock, or a hundred, or a thousand. I killed them all. All Husnock, everywhere… Is the love of a woman worth the destruction of an entire species?
Mr. Worf, acknowledge the signal from New Berlin, and transmit another copy of Starfleet’s ship recognition protocols, and tell them to read it this time!
Capt. Picard: Return that moon to its orbit.
Q: I have no powers! Q the ordinary.
Capt. Picard: Q the liar! Q the misanthrope!
Q: Q the miserable, Q the desperate! What must I do to convince you people?
Lieutenant Worf: Die.
Q: Oh, very clever, Worf. Eat any good books lately?
You’re WHAT???
No! Only Mack Coy!