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.
Kirk: Klingon Commander, this is Admiral James T. Kirk. I'm alive and well on the planet's 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.
Kirk: [gathers himself after David's murder] Mr. Sulu, what is the crew compliment of a Bird-of-Prey?
Sulu: About a dozen officers and men.
Kirk: With some of them on the planet... I swear to you, we're not finished yet. Bones, you and Sulu to the transporter room. The rest of you with me, we have a job to do.
Captain Spock: My father says that you have been my friend. You came back for me.
Kirk: You would have done the same for me.
Captain Spock: Why would you do this?
Kirk: Because the needs of the one... outweigh the needs of the many.
Captain Spock: [begins to remember] I have been and ever shall be your friend.
Kirk: Yes. Yes, Spock.
Captain Spock: The ship... out of danger?
Kirk: You saved the ship. You saved us all. Don't you remember?
Captain Spock: Jim... your name is Jim.
[Kirk and party have commandeered Kruge's Bird-of-Prey]
Kirk: [to Maltz] You! Help us or die!
Maltz: I do not deserve to live!
Kirk: Fine, I'll kill you later!
[later, once safely in warp speed]
Kirk: Take care of the prisoner.
Maltz: Wait! You said you would kill me!
Kirk: I lied!
Kirk: Scan for vessels in pursuit.
McCoy: [in Spock's voice and manner] Scanning. Indications negative at this time.
[everyone stares at him]
McCoy: [as himself] Did I get it right?
Kirk: Great, Bones. Just great.
Captain Styles: [on the comm speakers] Kirk, you do this, you'll never sit in the Captain's chair again.
Kirk: Warp speed.
[Witnessing the destruction of the Enterprise]
Kirk: My God, Bones... what have I done?
McCoy: What you had to do, what you always do. Turn death into a fighting chance to live.
[Spock's dying words, repeated from the previous film]
Captain Spock: Don't grieve, Admiral. It is logical. The needs of the many outweigh...
Kirk: ...the needs of the few.
Captain Spock: Or the one. I have been and always shall be your friend. Live long and prosper.
Torg: [the Klingons have boarded the Enterprise only to find it is deserted] My lord, the ship appears to be deserted.
Kruge: How can that be? They're hiding!
Torg: Yes, sir. The ship appears to be run by computer. It is the only thing that is speaking.
Kruge: Speaking? Let me hear it.
Enterprise computer: [Torg walks over to a console, placing his communicator towards it] 9-8-7-6-5...
Kruge: [shouts] Get out! Get out of there! Get out!
Enterprise computer: 2-1...
[the Enterprise bridge explodes]
McCoy: [to an unconscious Spock] I'm gonna tell you something that I... never thought I'd ever hear myself say. But it seems I've... missed you. And I don't know if I could stand to lose you again.
Kirk: How are we doing?
McCoy: How are "we" doing? Funny you should put it quite that way, Jim. "We" are doing fine. But I'd feel safer giving him one of my kidneys than what's scrambled in my brain.
[their first look at the USS Excelsior]
Uhura: Would you look at that.
Kirk: My friends, the great experiment: The Excelsior. Ready for trial runs.
Sulu: She's supposed to have transwarp drive.
Scotty: Aye. And if my grandmother had wheels, she'd be a wagon.
Kirk: Come, come, Mr. Scott. Young minds, fresh ideas. Be tolerant.
Kirk: Scotty, you're as good as your word.
Scotty: Aye, sir. The more they overthink the plumbing, the easier it is to stop up the drain.
[giving McCoy a handful of computer chips]
Scotty: Here, Doctor, souvenirs from one surgeon to another. I took them out of her main transwarp computer drive.
McCoy: Nice of you to tell me in advance.
Kirk: That's what you get for missing staff meetings, Doctor. Gentlemen, your work today has been outstanding and I intend to recommend you all for promotion... in whatever fleet we end up serving.
Kruge: Take every last man, form a boarding party armed heavily.
Torg: They outnumber us, my lord.
Kruge: [shouts] We are Klingons! Once you control the ship, we'll transfer our flag there and take Genesis from their own memory banks.
Kirk: You should take the Vulcan too.
Kirk: But why?
Kruge: Because you wish it.
Alien: To your planet, welcome.
McCoy: I think that's *my* line, stranger.
Alien: Oh, forgive. I here am new. But you are known, being McCoy from Enterprise.
McCoy: You have me at a disadvantage, sir.
Alien: Oh, I name not important. You seek I. Message received. Available ship stands by.
McCoy: How much and how soon?
Alien: How soon is now. How much is, where?
McCoy: Somewhere in the Mutara sector.
Alien: Oh, Mutara restricted! Take permits many; money more.
McCoy: There aren't gonna be any damned permits! How can you get a permit to do a damned illegal thing? Look, price you name, money I got.
Alien: Place *you* name, money *I* name, otherwise bargain, no.
McCoy: Alright, damn it! It's Genesis! The name of the place we're going is GENESIS!
McCoy: Yes, Genesis! How can you be deaf with ears like that?
Alien: Genesis allowed is not! Is planet forbidden!
Kirk: [showing the Vulcan salute] How many fingers do I have up?
McCoy: That's not very damn funny.
Kirk: You're sense of humor's returned!
McCoy: The hell it has!
[Kirk finds McCoy in Spock's quarters]
McCoy: Jim... help me. You left me... on Genesis... why did you do that? Help me...
Kirk: Bones? What the hell are you doing? Have you lost your mind?
McCoy: Help me, Jim. Take me home.
Kirk: Home is where we are. We are home.
McCoy: Then perhaps it's not too late. Climb the steps, Jim. Climb the steps of Mount Seleyah.
Kirk: Mount Seleyah? Bones, Mount Seleyah's on Vulcan. We're home. On Earth.
Sarek: You must bring them to Mount Seleyah, on Vulcan. Only there can both find peace.
Kirk: What you ask... is difficult.
Sarek: You will find a way, Kirk. If you honor them both, you must.
Kirk: I will. I swear.
Mr. Adventure: Look at you. You're a twenty-year space veteran, yet you pick the worst duty station in town. I mean, look at this place. This is the hind end of space.
Uhura: Peace and quiet appeals to me, Lieutenant.
Mr. Adventure: Well, maybe that's okay for someone like you, whose career is winding down. But me, I need some excitement, some adventure... maybe even just a surprise or two.
Uhura: Well, you know what they say, Lieutenant. Be careful what you wish for. You might get it.
[Kirk, McCoy and Sulu enter the transporter room]
Kirk: Uhura, is everything ready?
Uhura: Step into my parlor, gentlemen.
Mr. Adventure: That's Admiral Kirk, my God!
Uhura: Very good for you, Lieutenant.
Mr. Adventure: But it's damned irregular. No destination points, no encoded ID's.
Uhura: All true.
Mr. Adventure: So what are we gonna do about it?
Uhura: I'm not gonna do anything about it. You're gonna sit in the closet.
Mr. Adventure: The *closet*? Have you lost your sense of reality?
Uhura: This isn't reality.
[Turns a phaser on him]
Uhura: This is fantasy. You wanted adventure, how's this? The old adrenaline going, huh? Good boy. Now get in the closet.
Mr. Adventure: All right...
Uhura: Go on.
Mr. Adventure: I'll just get in the closet. All right! Damn!
[Falls into the closet and shuts the door]
McCoy: I'm glad you're on *our* side!
Kirk: [Pointing to the closet] Are you sure you can handle...?
Uhura: Oh, I'll have "Mr. Adventure" eating out of my hand, sir. And I'll see all of you at the rendezvous.
Scotty: All systems automated and ready. A chimpanzee and two trainees could run her.
Kirk: Thank you, Mr. Scott. I'll try not to take that personally.
First Officer: [over the intercom] Yellow Alert! Captain to the bridge! Yellow Alert!
Captain Styles: Bridge, this is the captain. How can you have a yellow alert in Spacedock?
First Officer: Sir, someone is stealing the Enterprise!
Captain Styles: I'm on my way.
Captain Styles: [about Kirk] If he thinks he can get away with warp drive... he's really in for a shock.
[to his crew]
Captain Styles: Prepare for warp speed! Stand by transwarp drive!
Captain Styles: Ah, Mr. Scott. Calling it a night?
Scotty: Uh, yes sir.
Captain Styles: Turning in myself, looking forward to breaking some of the Enterprise's speed records tomorrow.
Scotty: Ah, yes sir.
[behind his back, frowning]
Scotty: Good night.
Elevator voice: Level, please.
Scotty: Transporter room.
Elevator voice: Thank you.
Scotty: [under breath] Up your shaft.
Kirk: David, what went wrong?
David Marcus: I went wrong.
Kirk: I don't understand.
David Marcus: I'm sorry, sir. Just don't surrender. Genesis doesn't work. I can't believe they'd kill us for it.
Kruge: Admiral, your young friend is mistaken. I meant what I said. And now to show that my intentions are sincere, I shall kill one of the prisoners.
Kirk: Wait a minute! Give me a chance to talk.
Kruge: [in Klingon] Kill one of them. I don't care which.
[the Enterprise faces off against a cloaked Klingon Bird-of-Prey]
Kirk: If my guess is right, she'll have to decloak before she can fire.
McCoy: May all your guesses be right.
McCoy: Rapid aging. All genetic functions highly accelerated.
Kirk: What about his mind?
McCoy: His mind is a void. It seems, Admiral, that I've got all his marbles.
Kirk: Is there anything we can do?
Saavik: Only one thing, sir. Get him off this planet. His aging is part of what's going on around us.
Kirk: [stomping on Kruge] I have had... enough... of YOU!
[Kruge falls screaming into the lavascape below]
[McCoy is informed of the danger of the transfusion]
McCoy: I choose the danger.
[Kirk glances at McCoy]
McCoy: [mutters to Kirk] Hell of a time to ask...
Scotty: [studying the Klingon Bird-of-Prey's helm] Where's the damn antimatter inducer?
Chekov: This?... no, *this*!
Scotty: That or nothing.
Sulu: If I read this right, sir, we have full power.
Kirk: [exasperated] Go, Sulu!
[the Enterprise is approaching the closed Spacedock doors]
Kirk: And... *now*, Mr. Scott.
Kirk: The doors, Mr. Scott!
Scotty: Aye, sir, I'm working on it!
Sarek: Forgive me, it is not here. I had assumed he mind-melded with you. It is the Vulcan way, when the body's end is near.
Kirk: We were separated... He couldn't touch me.
Sarek: I see. Then, everything he was... everything he knew... is lost.
[Sarek turns to go]
Kirk: Please wait. He would have found a way. If there were that much at stake, Spock would have found a way.
Sarek: Yes. But how?
Kirk: What if he joined with someone else?
Kirk: How much refit time before we can take her out again?
Scotty: Eight weeks, sir. But ye don't have eight weeks, so I'll do it for ye in two.
Kirk: Mr. Scott. Have you always multiplied your repair estimates by a factor of four?
Scotty: Certainly, sir. How else can I keep my reputation as a miracle worker?
Kirk: [over the intercom] Your reputation is secure, Scotty.
Sulu: The word, sir?
Kirk: The word is no. I am therefore going anyway.
Sulu: You can count our help, sir.
Kirk: Thank you, Mr. Sulu, I'll need it.
Chekov: Shall I alert Dr. McCoy?
Kirk: Please. He has a long journey ahead of him.
Security Guard: Make it quick, Admiral. They're moving him to the Federation funny farm.
Kirk: [about McCoy] Yes, poor friend. I hear he's fruity as a nutcake.
Saavik: [to David] How many have paid the price for your impatience? How many have died? How much damage have you done, and what is yet to come?
Kruge: I've come a long way for the power of Genesis, and what do I find? A weakling human, a Vulcan boy, and a woman!
Saavik: My lord, we are survivors of a doomed expedition. This planet will destroy itself in hours. The Genesis experiment is a failure.
Kruge: A failure? The most destructive force ever created? You will tell me the secret of the Genesis torpedo.
Saavik: I have no knowledge.
Kruge: Then I hope pain's something you enjoy.
Sulu: One minute to space doors.
McCoy: Are you just gonna walk through them?
Kirk: Calm yourself, Doctor.
Kruge: Genesis, I want it!
Kirk: Beam the Vulcan up, and we'll talk.
Kruge: Give me what I want, and I'll consider it.
Kirk: You fool, look around you! The planet's destroying itself!
Kruge: Yes, exhilarating, isn't it?
Kirk: If we don't help each other, we'll die here.
Kruge: Perfect. Then that's the way it shall be.