Gentlemen, your work today has been outstanding and I intend to recommend you all for promotion... in whatever fleet we end up serving.


Klingon Commander, This is Admiral James T. Kirk. I'm alive and well on the planet surface. I know that this will come as a pleasant surprise to you, but our ship was a victim of an "unfortunate accident". Sorry about your crew, but as we say on Earth, c'est la vie.


Sorry about your crew, but as we say on Earth, c'est la vie.


Kirk: You're suffering from a Vulcan mind-meld, doctor.
McCoy: That green-blooded son of a bitch! It's his revenge for all the arguments he lost.

The more they overthink the plumbing, the easier it is to stop up the drain.


Kirk: How are we doing?
McCoy: How are "we" doing? Funny you should put it quite that way, Jim. "We" are doing fine.

Saavik: Humor. It is a difficult concept. It is not logical.
Kirk: We learn by doing.

[quoting from Melville's Moby Dick] To the last, I will grapple with thee... from Hell's heart, I stab at thee! For hate's sake, I spit my last breath at thee!


There she is! There she is! Ah... not so wounded as we were led to believe. So much the better!


Every time we have dealings with Starfleet, I get nervous.

David Marcus

[describing Khan] I'll give him this


[to Spock] Are you out of your Vulcan mind?


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