Star Trek: Generations (1994)
Kirk: Captain of the Enterprise, huh?
Picard: That's right.
Kirk: Close to retirement?
Picard: I'm not planning on it.
Kirk: Well let me tell you something. Don't! Don't let them promote you. Don't let them transfer you. Don't let them do *anything* that takes you off the bridge of that ship, because while you're there... you can make a difference.
Picard: Come back with me. Help me stop Soran. Help make a difference again!
Kirk: Who am I to argue with the captain of the Enterprise? What's the name of that planet? Veridian III?
Picard: That's right.
Kirk: I take it the odds are against us and the situation is grim?
Picard: You could say that.
Kirk: You know if Spock were here, he'd say I was an irrational, illogical human being for going on a mission like that.
Kirk: Sounds like fun!
Riker: I'm going to miss this ship; she went before her time.
Picard: Someone once told me that time was a predator that stalked us all our lives. But I rather believe than time is a companion who goes with us on the journey, and reminds us to cherish every moment because they'll never come again. What we leave behind is not as important how we lived. After all, Number One, we're only mortal.
Riker: [smiling] Speak for yourself, sir. I plan to live forever.
Kirk: Did we do it? Did we make a difference?
Picard: Oh, yes. We made a difference. Thank you.
Kirk: Least I could do for the captain of the Enterprise.
Kirk: It was... fun. Oh, my...
[Data finds a drink unpleasant - for the first time ever]
Data: I hate this! It is revolting!
[Data, with his new emotion chip installed, is told to scan for lifeforms]
Data: I would be happy to, sir. I just *love* scanning for lifeforms!
Data: Lifeforms! You tiny little lifeforms! You precious little lifeforms! Where are you?
Kirk: [to Sulu's daughter, Demora] Congratulations, Ensign. It wouldn't be the Enterprise without a Sulu at the helm.
Dr. Soran: Have you ever considered a prosthesis that would make you look a little more... how can I say... more normal?
Geordi: What's normal?
Dr. Soran: "What's normal?" Well, that's a good question. Normal is what everyone else is and you are not.
Dr. Soran: They say time is the fire in which we burn. Right now, Captain, my time is running out. We leave so many things unfinished in our lives.
Dr. Soran: I know you understand.
Picard: [to Troi] Recently, I've become aware that there are fewer days ahead than there are behind. But I took some comfort that the family would go on, but now there'll be no more Picards.
Kirk: [to Harriman] Risk is part of the game if you want to sit in that chair.
[Kirk is invited to give a command to the new Enterprise-B]
Kirk: Take us out.
Chekov: Very good, sir.
Scotty: Brought a tear to my eye.
Kirk: Oh, be quiet.
Kirk: You say history considers me dead. Who am I to argue with history?
Picard: You're a Starfleet officer. You have a duty!
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.
Riker: Lieutenant Worf, the charges and specifications are one: Performing above and beyond the call of duty on countless occasions, and two, most seriously: Having earned the admiration and respect of the entire crew.
Picard: Mr. Worf, I hereby promote you to the rank of Lieutenant Commander, with all of the rights and privileges thereto. And may God have mercy on your soul.
Riker: I always thought I'd get a shot at this chair one day.
Picard: Perhaps you still will... somehow I doubt this will be the last ship to carry the name "Enterprise".
[looks at Riker for a beat, then taps his combadge]
Picard: Picard to Farragut, two to beam up.
[the two men demateralize]
Picard: What you're about to do, Soran, is no different from when the Borg destroyed your world. They killed millions too. Including your wife, your children.
Dr. Soran: [smiles, sighs] Nice try. You know there was a time that I wouldn't hurt a fly. Then the Borg came, and they showed me that if there is one constant in this whole universe, it's death. Afterwards, I began to realize that it didn't really matter. We're all going to die sometime. It's just a question of how and when. You will too, Captain. Aren't you beginning to feel time gaining on you?
[enters control room of missle launcher]
Dr. Soran: It's like a predator; it's stalking you. Oh, you can try and outrun it with doctors, medicines, new technologies. But in the end, time is going to hunt you down... and make the kill.
Picard: It's our mortality that defines us, Soran. It's part of the truth of our existence.
Dr. Soran: What if I told you I found a new truth?
Picard: The Nexus?
Dr. Soran: Time has no meaning there. The predator has no teeth.
Dr. Soran: [holding Kirk at gunpoint] Actually, I am familiar with history, Captain. And if I'm not too much mistaken, you're dead.
Data: [laughs] I get it! I get it! When you said "The clown can stay, but the Ferengi in the gorilla suit has to go!"
Geordi: Data, what are you talking about?
Data: During the Farpoint mission; we were on the bridge, you told a joke, that was the punchline!
Geordi: The Farpoint mission? Data, that was seven years ago.
Data: I know! I just got it! Very funny!
[Worf has fallen into the ocean, after Riker ordered the computer to remove the holographic plank]
Picard: Number One, that's *retract* plank, not *remove* plank.
Riker: Of course, sir.
[leans over the side towards Worf]
Data: [uses a device in his arm to open a door] Open sesame! You could say I have a magnetic personality.
[laughs at his joke]
Data: Humor! I love it!
Dr. Soran: [Kirk confronts Soran] Just who the hell are you?
Picard: He's James T. Kirk. Don't you read history?
Kirk: [after being saved from Soran] I thought you were headed for the launcher.
Picard: I changed my mind; Captain's prerogative!
[Data has found his cat Spot safe and alive in the Enterprise wreckage]
Data: [happily] Spot!
[Data cradles Spot, and begins crying]
Troi: Data? Are you all right?
Data: [tears streaming] I am happy to see Spot, yet I am crying! Perhaps the chip is malfunctioning.
Troi: [smiling] I think it's working perfectly.
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.
[Wiping blood off her mouth after Soran strikes her]
B'Etor: I hope, for your sake, that you were initiating a mating ritual.
[the journalists are all talking at the same time, trying to get their questions in]
Journalist #3: How does it feel to be back on the Enterprise bridge?
Journalist #1: Captain Chekov, what are the most significant changes...
Journalist #3: Captain Kirk, can I ask you a few questions?
Journalist #1: Did you participate in the redesign?
Journalist #3: We'd like to know how you feel about being...
Kirk: I appreciate the...
Harriman: Excuse me. Excuse me. Excuse me. There will be plenty of time for questions later. I'm Captain John Harriman and I'd like to welcome you all aboard.
Kirk: It's our pleasure.
Harriman: I just want you to know how excited we all are to have a group of living legends with us on our maiden voyage. I remember reading about your missions when I was in grade school.
Kirk: Oh, really? Well, may we have a look around?
Harriman: Please. Please.
Dr. Soran: Welcome, Captain. You must think I'm quite the madman.
Picard: The thought had crossed my mind.
Picard: [to Riker] If there is one thing I have learned over the years is never underestimate a Klingon.
Picard: Sometimes it takes courage to try, Data. And courage can be an emotion too.
[the Duras sisters spy on Geordi]
Lursa: Where is he now?
B'Etor: I don't know? He bathed, now he's roaming the ship. He must be the only engineer in Starfleet who doesn't *go* to *engineering*!
Dr. Soran: Now, if you'll have to excuse me, Captain. I have an appointment with eternity and I don't want to be late.
Geordi: I've never seen a solar probe with this kind of configuration, have you, Data?
Data: [uses tricorder as a hand puppet]
Data: No, Geordi, I have not. Have you?
Data: [to his tricorder]
Data: No, I have not. It is most unusual.
[laughs at his joke]
Data: Mister Tricorder!