Aren't you the little worker?
Honey, what's wrong? Are you mad 'cause it's not that techno stuff that your people like?
Malcolm: So how's work going, Will? It feels good to help people, huh? Will: Yeah, about that, um... It seems all I'm doing is transferring money from the Cayman Islands to Russia.
Spock: Doctor? McCoy: Mr. Spock is, um... under arrest. Is confinement to quarters enough? Spock: Adequate, doctor.
And in all the years of my service, this is the most painful moment I've ever faced.
Sometimes... a man will tell his bartender things he'll...never tell his doctor.
I am so glad that I met you, Will Truman. You are the whole package. A great writer... with a swimmer's body.
Randall: Hey, so what kind of stuff you thinking about for my show? Jack: Okay, well, I'd like to get you out of the studio for a segment I like to call "Gay Man Out On The Street".
Boyce : A man either... lives life as it happens to him... meets it head on and licks it ...or he... turns his back on it and starts to wither away. Chris: Now you're beginning to talk like a doctor... bartender.
Anyone who's slept with Grace deserves a free meal.
They said they're going to enter your name into a database. If it comes up again, a warning will pop up with a deafening alarm.
Wendell: Acting is attracting. Jack: That's my catch phrase.
We don't have animals in the physical resources building.
Acting is not about emotion. It's about two things. Making pleasant faces and moving to the right spot.
Karen: Well, honey, you've got to give him something that he wants more than that class. Jack: A balloon ride over Taye Diggs' house?
As the devil's reflection, you need to always stand up straight. You need to keep that arrogant swagger. A tan wouldn't hurt. And never ever let him see you sweat.
An angel broke my hand in six places, which evidently means heaven hates me, and the devil still owns my soul.
Jay: All mother whales insist that their offspring do their own homework! Claire: Whales don't do homework. Jay: How would you know? By my calculations, oh, yes, you only have about, ooh, 23 hours to go finish your report. So you better go get busy.
An actor turning away his admirers? Very unusual.
Lenore: At the party, you were such a brash young man. Jim: And now? Lenore: Now somehow different. Not a ship's captain with all those people to be strong and confident in front of. You know, you're really very dear, aren't you? In some ways... very lonely.
And please, Mr. Spock, if you won't join me, don't disapprove of me. At least not until you've tried it, huh?
And this ship. All this power, surging and throbbing, yet under control. Are you like that, captain?
Jay: Aren't you gonna get the rest of the bags? Michael: Oh, no. You said "equal relationship." I got my two. Jay: All you got was cotton balls, toilet paper and potato chips. Michael: Yeah, I figured my partner could handle the three turkeys and those six cases of water. Go on, partner. Come on, partner.
Jay: And you haven't done that naked dance for me in a long time. Michael: Want to see it again? I'll do the helicopter.
Michael Jr: Are you saying you want me to marry a guy who beats me? Michael: Only if you love him, Son.
Jim: Aren't you getting a little out of line, Mr. Spock? My personal business... Spock: It is my personal business when it might interfere with the smooth operation of this ship. Jim: You think that happened? Spock: It could happen. Jim: I don't like anyone meddling in my private affairs, not even my second ...
Spock: Why do you invite death? Jim: I'm not. I'm interested in justice. McCoy: Are you? Are you sure it's not vengeance? Jim: No, I'm not sure. I wish I was.
Jim: Are you Kodos? I asked you a question. Karidian: Do you believe that I am? Jim: I do. Karidian: Then I am Kodos,
Ankle hair? You make me humiliate myself in front of the entire restaurant, and you give me ankle hair?
Are you saying I don't know a dwarf mugger in a plaid skirt and braids when she skips past me?!
Dr. Keller: In the meantime, I'd like to give you an assignment. Will: An assignment? Are you using your mind tricks to mold me into an assassin?
As a reward for all of your hard work, I made you a nice big turkey sandwich. It's hanging from a string off the balcony. If you can get it, it's yours.
A man's gotta believe in something. I believe I'll have another beer.
Klink: I-I think I have it now. Tell the Fehrer that you are here. Sir Charles: And a "gweat" big kiss for Eva "Bwaun," what? A-ha, a-ha, a-ha...
Col. Crittendon: And what you may have forgotten, Hogan, is that I rank you. Hmm. Hogan: Can't argue with that, Crittendon. LeBeau, shave off his mustache.
A friend told me that she didn't think I would be a good mother.
All right, Lady Chitterly, we don't have time to check out references, but we all seem to be going the same way. Will you work with us?
Riker: All right, let's get out of here. Picard: No, Will, we can't! We have to save humanity!
Ah, I don't believe in gay or straight. I refuse to limit pleasure. I like to think of myself as pansexual.
Nick: Hey, wait a second. Aren't we supposed to be going to dinner? Grace: Oh, right, you don't leave for three days.
Stiles: These are Romulans! You run away from them and you guarantee war. He'll be back. Not just one ship, but with everything they've got. You know that, Mr. Science Officer, you're the expert on these people, but you've always left out that one point. Why? I'm very interested in why. Captain James T. Kirk: Sit d...
Captain James T. Kirk: Since the days of the first wooden vessels, all ship masters have had one happy privilege: that of uniting two people in the bonds of matrimony. And so, we are gathered here today with you, Angela Martine, and you, Robert Tomlinson, in the sight of your fellows in accordance with our laws and ...
Captain James T. Kirk: After a whole century, what will a Romulan ship look like, Mr. Stiles? I doubt they'll radio and identify themselves. Stiles: You'll know, sir, they're painted like a giant bird of prey. Captain James T. Kirk: I had no idea that history was your specialty Stiles: Family history. There was a...
a planet remarkably like Earth, or how we remember Earth to be: park-like, beautiful, green. Flowers, trees, green lawn. Quiet and restful. Almost too good to be true.
Waiter: Is everything okay here? Will: Actually, no. Would it be possible to move to another table and away from this one, which is apparently the portal to Satan's lair?
Nick: Are you about to die? Grace: Uh, I don't think so. Unless you're here to kill me.
Tonia Barrows: Don't peek. Captain James T. Kirk: My dear girl. I am a doctor. When I peek, it's in the line of duty.
A smart gambler knows when to walk away.
A smart gambler knows when to walk away.
Are you sure this is a gay club? Middle-aged women keep bumping into me, and this song is, like, 28 years old.
Michael: And what do you think you're wearing? Claire: The invite said sexy casual. Michael: Yeah? Well, that's slutty formal and you're not wearing it.
At first, I had a sense of... a sense of confusion, disorientation. I wasn't sure where I was. And then all of that passed and it all seemed perfectly natural.
All crew to battle stations!
Crusher: Milk, warm. A dash of nutmeg. Picard: What's this? Crusher: A prescription. A glass of warm milk and eight hours' uninterrupted sleep. Picard: Beverly? Crusher: Doctor's orders.
And if he wants to go on one more mission that's what we're going to do.
Odo: A lot of people feel abandoned by the Prophets. Kira: Believe me, I know how they feel. It's no excuse to turn to hate and fear. Odo: In times of trouble some people find comfort in hate and fear.
Sisko: Have you both lost your minds? Joseph: Apparently, it runs in the family.
Sisko: Are there any other secrets I should know about? Joseph: Just my gumbo recipe, but I'm taking that to my grave.
And I wish I knew what he wanted to talk to me about.
Are there any other secrets I should know about?
After that, how could I not sleep with him?
All right, you want an apology. Come on, let's do it in the mirror, so we can see how cute I look doing it.
Mr. Spock: Any chance these could be hallucinations? Captain James T. Kirk: One hallucination flattened me with a clout on the jaw.
A princess shouldn't be afraid, not with a brave knight to protect her.
At this point, captain, my analysis may not sound very scientific.
Ah, a thousand pardons. Just looking in to see if everything is satisfactory.
A record of everything we've purchased for our little hotel here.
Well you're not going to be partner. And this has nothing to do with those silly studies that say a mother is less productive in the workplace. But there are a lot of those studies, and they all say the same thing.
At least four complete solar systems in the immediate vicinity, and out there...somewhere, 24-foot shuttlecraft, off course, out of control. Finding a needle in a haystack would be child's play.
Spock: All right. Mr. Scott, if you'll make a survey of, uh, damage, please. Scotty: Logical.
All wavelengths dominated by ionization effect, sir. Transmission is blocked, reception impossible.
Karen was interviewed yesterday at my office. Well, not so much "interviewed," as a corrections officer came over and told her to pee in a cup and give a hair sample.
Klink: And you wish me to? Sir Charles: Notify Berlin at once, dear chap, at once. Klink: A-At once. Anyone special in Berlin? Sir Charles: The top man, Dolph, naturally. Klink: Dolph? Sir Charles: Adolph. "Tewwific" sport, isn't he?
Klink: And you are Sir Charles Chitterly? Sir Charles: Yes, you've heard of me, of course. Klink: Of course, of course. Sir Charles: Meant to land near Berlin. Marvelous "bweak" for you, old chap. Name will go down in history, that sort of thing.
A platonic cupping of the crotchal area is one thing, but to touch a man's hair? They've gone all the way.
Karen, this is not over. Sure he has brains and his fancy folders. And all we've got is-- is your breasts.
And there go my Christmas plans of turning you so you don't choke on your own vomit.
Boy, how cool are we, huh? All the girls wanna be us, and all the boys wanna date us.
Klink: Colonel Hogan. Major Strauss has something to say that concerns all of us. Hogan: Are you surrendering to me? I should've worn my dress blues.
Anybody else want to stick his head in the sand, leave his backside sticking out to be kicked?
All right, who's the wise guy been digging tunnels without permission?
An excellent report, Major Strauss. You will be promoted for this and be given a decoration, possibly the purple wiener schnitzel with poached egg cluster.
Yeah uh huh, you know what it is. Clay Matthews takin out your quaterback makes me jizz. Yeah uh huh, you know we may be beatin, meanwhile our last quarterback's in the tunnel creeping. Green Bay now, we got street cred, green and yellow, green and yellow, green and yellow, green and yellow. A Vikings fan, oh shit, ...
And comin out of Detroit damn what's that smell, green and yellow, green and yellow, green and yellow, green and yellow.
Boma: All right, Mr. Spock. Who? Spock: My choice will be a logical one, arrived at through logical means. McCoy: Mr. Spock, life and death are seldom logical. Spock: But attaining a desired goal always is, doctor.
Spock: Am I in error, Mr. Boma? Boma: You, error? Impossible.
Boma: All right, Spock, you have all the answers. What now? Spock: Mr. Boma, your tone is increasingly hostile. Boma: My tone isn't the only thing that's hostile, Mr. Spock.
All systems report secured for warp factors.
A distress signal? Oh. That's like sending up a flare. Mr. Spock... that was a good gamble. Perhaps it was worth it.
Klink: And no more leaves for the next five years. Hogan: The war won't last that long. Kllink: We'll extend it if necessary. Schultz: I hate to be responsible for a longer war. Klink: You are already. Schultz: Yes, Herr Kommandant.
Am I the only one who thinks Klingon menus need to have more variety?
All right, all right, I get the point.
Are you my mother?
And once you didn't need her anymore, you left her.
Yeah anybody calls me Kenny Z, I'll fuck em up. I'll play an E, I'll play an E Flat, they can't touch me after that.
A roomful of Leo-lovin' ladies.
AA goes against everything that I believe to be good and pure in this world.
As I said, we're going to lay low for a while. There's a Gestapo agent under every rock in this part of Germany. They've even got men patrolling this little country club of ours.
Jay: After my chubby buddies saw you with all those bakery boxes, every single one of them fell off the wagon. Michael: That must have been a pretty sturdy wagon.
A little old rub-a-dub-a-dub, huh?
An apple a day keeps the stretch marks away.
Ozzy: Welcome to 4g! PA: We just got a new version. Ozzy: All aboard the 5g train! How many bloody g's are there.
Garak: Because they have no idea that I broke their code. All those Cardassians are going to die because of me. Dax: I suppose that's one way of looking at it. Garak: What other way is there? Dax: That by helping to end the war, you'll be saving lives. Garak: Saving lives? And what lives would I be saving? Human? Kl...
And, now, if you'll excuse me I'm going to hem some pants.
And you... are going to lose.
All he does is sit there and count how many times I chew.
Rom: At least we're trying out. What about you? Quark: I don't have the slightest interest in this hu-man game. Leeta: You know why? Jake says it's a game that takes heart and you sold yours a long time ago.
Always look behind you before swinging a bat.
Sisko: As for now, you are batting, pitching and first base coach. O'Brien: Oh, great. Which one is first base?
A Vulcan has three times the strength of a human.
Sisko: All right, Niners, Let's hear some chatter. The Team: Hey, batter, batter, batter, batter, batter! Hey, batter, batter, batter, batter, batter, batter, batter! Worf: Death to the opposition.
Are you always this emotional?
All that intelligence and he doesn't know what a human looks like.
Are you really going to be able to make her better?
Am I good, or am I good?
As difficult as they can be sometimes I'm going to miss them.
Ah, who wants to be normal anyway?
Are you listening to me?
And then, going to the mall with Claire, you know, she's as shallow as a kiddie pool.
Andrew, the complaint department's on the third floor.
Klink: Any more excuses, Schultz, huh? Schultz: Nein, Herr Kommandant, unless you have any. Please?
Hogan: Right-- we'll unload the stuff, hide it in the woods and use it as we need it. LeBeau: At last, a munitions dump of our very own. Hogan: We're really coming up in the world.
A little corner of the world Where everyone knows everyone else, And people are never too busy to stop and say howdy.
At your service, sirs. My home is your home.
Ah. You've been, uh, quite derelict in your social duties, captain. You haven't introduced me to the charming contingent of your crew.
Man at gas station: At least I'm not bald. Michael: And what do you think that is on top of your head, an 8-inch part?
O'Brien: All right. But don't do anything I wouldn't do. Nog: Chief, I can't operate under those kinds of restrictions. O'Brien: At least promise me you won't do anything to get us court-martialed. Nog: I'll try. O'Brien: Nog! Nog: Just kidding, Chief.
All hands, this is the captain. We are going into battle. All hands, battle stations. Red alert. I repeat, red alert. This is no drill. This is no drill.
An incredible fortune in stones. Yet I would trade them all... for a hand phaser... or a good solid club.
Spock: A thousand years, captain? Jim: Well, that gives us a little time.
Klink: All right, what did I do and how did I do it? Hogan: All right, maybe they're not the best mechanics in the world, but they put their hearts into that car. And what appreciation do they get from you?
Carter: After all, Schultz isn't the only crook around here. Schultz: Ja, there are many others. Carter: And besides, he's responsible for the commandant's car, so if something's missing, it's his neck.
Klink: and I cannot tell you how disappointed I am that I'm not going to. But I happen to have some very urgent business in town tonight. Maj. Hochstetter: What kind of business? Klink: Prison camp business. And if it were anything else, I would cancel it, so I would not miss that charge into the withering fire.
Are you threatening me?
As spokesman for the Promenade Merchants' Association, I'm going to file an official protest with Captain Sisko.
At least promise me you won't do anything to get us court-martialed.
Aren't you being a little paranoid?
Klink: And stop looking at my chart! Hogan: I didn't mean to pry, sir. I was just trying to see if there are any roof repairs in your future.
After all, why be a God if there's no one to worship you.
Capt. Kirk: And if we do get back to where we belong, then he won't belong. We're roughly about the same age, but in our society, he'd be useless. Archaic. Dr. McCoy: But, maybe he could be retrained, re-educated. Capt. Kirk: Now you're sounding like Spock. Dr. McCoy: Well, if you're gonna get nasty, I'm gonna le...
A boy. I'm going to have a son.
A theory. A reverse application of what happened to us. Logically, it could work. Also, logically, there are a hundred variables, any one of which could put us in a worse position than we're in now.
A part of me wants to be out there with him now.
And I'd also like to say that what you just did was one of the kindest, dearest, and for you one of the most embarrassing things that I have ever heard.
A friend would not have put him in that position in the first place.
My-cho Qara, end-do keela bay-doH chum, ka ree-do meela Stum-pa rip-to Maah-la ee'qo ree-kaH! ree-kaH! ree-kaH! Maah, so faH ka'lee te cho-paH...