Star Trek Nemesis2002

Jean-Luc Picard:
Duty. A starship captain's life is filled with solemn duty. I have commanded men in battle. I have negotiated peace treaties between implacable enemies. I have represented the Federation in First Contact with twenty-seven alien species. But none of this compares with my solemn duty today... as best man. Now, I know on an occasion such as this, it is expected that I be gracious and fulsome in my praise on the wonders of this blessed union. But have the two of you considered what you are doing to me?! Of course, you're happy, but what about my needs? This is all a damned inconvenience. I mean, while you are happily settling in on the Titan, I will be training my new First Officer. You all know him. He's a tyrannical martinet who will never, ever allow me to go on away missions.

Data:
That is the regulation, sir. Starfleet Code Section 12, Paragraph Four...

Jean-Luc Picard:
Mr. Data?

Data:
Sir?

Jean-Luc Picard:
Shut up.

Data:
Yes, sir.

Jean-Luc Picard:
Fifteen years I've been waiting to say that.