Dr. Soran: They say time is a fire in which we burn; right now I’m running out of time.
Kirk: Take us out.
Chekov: Very good, sir.
Scotty: Brought a tear to my eye.
Kirk: Oh, be quiet.
Scotty: Finding retirement a little lonely, are we?
Kirk: You know, I’m glad you’re an engineer. With tact like that, you’d make a lousy psychiatrist.
Dr. Soran: Normal is what everyone else is and you are not.
Kirk: I take it the odds are against us and the situation is grim.
Picard: You could say that.
Kirk: Sounds like fun!
Kirk: You left port without a tractor beam?
Captain Harriman: It doesn’t arrive until Tuesday.
Data: I’d be happy to, sir. I just *love* scanning for life forms! sings Life forms! You pretty little life forms! You precious little life forms! Where are you?
Data: I hate this! It is revolting!
Data: I get it! “The clown can stay, but the Ferengi in the gorilla suit has to leave!” I get it!
Geordi: Data, what do you get?
Data: The Farpoint mission! You told a joke; that was the punchline!
Geordi: The Farpoint mission? Data, that was seven years ago.
Data: I know! I finally get it! Very funny!
Kirk: I don’t need to be lectured by you. I was out saving the galaxy when your grandfather was in diapers. Besides which I think the galaxy owes me one.
Picard: Someone once told me that time was a predator that stalked us all our lives. I rather believe that time is a companion who goes with us on the journey and reminds us to cherish every moment, because it will never come again. What we leave behind is not as important as how we’ve lived. After all Number One, we’re only mortal.
Riker: Speak for yourself sir, I plan to live forever.