Here’s to the prof of geology. Master of all nat’ral history. Rare boy he, and rare boys we, To know such a big curiosity.
Sir, the possibility of successfully navigating an asteroid field is approximately 3,720 to one!
Coward.
The government sent me to help you. Just stay calm.
She’s a replicant, isn’t she?
Copy that.
I have grown so much since then. I can’t hardly believe it’s me. I am a beach person and a night person.
When we get back, we have GOT to try this in the simulator…
…and returned Buck Rogers to Earth, five hundred years later.
?So, I think, a great big hand for the Great Prophet Zarquon … wherever he’s got to."
Nanu-Nanu!
boohoo boohoo 
I’m free! I’m free at last! The body is dead! The body is dead, long live the head, it’s finished, finito, heh-heh! Bye, body! Ha-ha! I shall prove a head does not need a body to survive! I am omnipotent, ha-ha! Yes… Oh! Oh no, I got an itch!
Nice hat. Are we in Paris?
Into my arms!
(buddha_david, that was a great quote!)
Jump! I will catch you!
What if I didn’t trust you?
Then we must do without hope. There is always vengeance!
Ah, Kirk, my old friend, do you know the Klingon proverb that tells us revenge is a dish that is best served cold?
It’s a cookbook!