A surprise party? Mr. Worf, I hate surprise parties. I would *never* do
that to you. You're going to be an interesting companion, Mr. Data. The
unexpected is our normal routine. Then maybe you should consider this:
if anything happens to them, Starfleet is going to want a full
investigation. Computer, belay that order. Your shields were failing,
sir. That might've been one of the shortest assignments in the history
of Starfleet. I've had twelve years to think about it. And if I had it
to do over again, I would have grabbed the phaser and pointed it at you
instead of them. Well, that's certainly good to know.
The look in your
eyes, I recognize it. You used to have it for me. Travel time to the
nearest starbase? A lot of things can change in twelve years, Admiral.
Not if I weaken first. But the probability of making a six is no
greater than that of rolling a seven. When has justice ever been as
simple as a rule book? Mr. Crusher, ready a collision course with the
Borg ship. Mr. Worf, you sound like a man who's asking his friend if he
can start dating his sister. Sorry, Data. Could someone survive inside a
transporter buffer for 75 years? Captain, why are we out here chasing
comets? Yes, absolutely, I do indeed concur, wholeheartedly!
About four
years. I got tired of hearing how young I looked. My oath is between
Captain Kargan and myself. Your only concern is with how you obey my
orders. Or do you prefer the rank of prisoner to that of lieutenant?
What? We're not at all alike! Your head is not an artifact! I guess it's
better to be lucky than good. I'll alert the crew. Fear is the true
enemy, the only enemy. How long can two people talk about nothing? Mr.
Worf, you do remember how to fire phasers? Sure. You'd be surprised how
far a hug goes with Geordi, or Worf. You enjoyed that. Worf, It's better
than music. It's jazz. This is not about revenge. This is about
justice.
They were just sucked into space. We know you're dealing in
stolen ore. But I wanna talk about the assassination attempt on
Lieutenant Worf. Talk about going nowhere fast. Well, I'll say this for
him - he's sure of himself. Now, how the hell do we defeat an enemy
that knows us better than we know ourselves? This should be interesting.
Congratulations - you just destroyed the Enterprise. Now we know what
they mean by 'advanced' tactical training. You bet I'm agitated! I may
be surrounded by insanity, but I am not insane. I'd like to think that I
haven't changed those things, sir. Earl Grey tea, watercress
sandwiches... and Bularian canapés? Are you up for promotion?
The
Enterprise computer system is controlled by three primary main processor
cores, cross-linked with a redundant melacortz ramistat, fourteen
kiloquad interface modules. Smooth as an android's bottom, eh, Data?
When has justice ever been as simple as a rule book? Besides, you look
good in a dress. I am your worst nightmare! Did you come here for
something in particular or just general Riker-bashing? I can't. As much
as I care about you, my first duty is to the ship.