Quotes List

"Let's see what's out there..."

"Treat her like a lady and she'll always bring you home."

"You jewel, that's exactly what I wanted to hear!"

"In my world it's a greater honour to refuse..."

"Fear is the true enemy. The only enemy."

"In three centuries of space travel we've charted just 11% of our galaxy. And then... we accomplish this."

"The search for knowledge is always our primary mission."

"Nice planet."

"I'm with Starfleet; we don't lie."

"Sharing an orbit with God is no small experience."

"There can be no justice so long as laws are absolute. Even life itself is an exercise in exceptions."

"Let the dead rest, and the past remain the past."

"As you hew-mons say... I'm all ears."

"Bok. Where is Bok?"

"Removed from command, sir, and placed under guard for his act of personal vengeance. Seems there was no profit in it."

"In revenge, there never is."

"A macro head with a micro brain..."

"Please continue the 'petty bickering'."

"One look at you, sir, is proof that nothing is impossible."

"If it feels awkward to be reminded that Data is a machine, just remember that we are merely a different variety of machine, in our case electrochemical in nature."

"In our society we share the responsibility and the pleasures equally."

"If winning is not important, then Commander... why keep score?"

"A blind man teaching an android how to paint? That's got to be worth a couple of pages in somebody's book!"

"Blondes and Jazz seldom go together."

"What's a knockout like you doing in a computer generated gin joint like this?"

"The quest for youth, number one; so futile. Age and wisdom have their graces too."

"I wonder if one doesn't have to have age and wisdom to appreciate that, sir?"

"Things are only impossible until they are not."

"Ugly giant bags of mostly water."

"…But is it alive?"

"I wasn't asking you."

"Only fools have no fear..."

"You don't like me very much, do you?"

"Is it required, sir?"

"What magnificent battles we could have at the helm of this ship!"

"Cowards take hostages, Klingons do not."

"The true test of a warrior is not without, it is within!"

"Yet in all you say, where are the words duty, honour, loyalty? Without which a warrior is nothing!"

"You are a sham! My words were dust upon the ground! Your blood has no fire! You are weak like them! I don't care what you look like, you are no Klingon!"

"Perhaps not."

"The name of my ship is the Lollipop. It's a good ship."

"Beverly the prime directive is not just a set of rules. It is a philosophy, and a very correct one. History has proved again and again that whenever Mankind interferes with a less developed civilization, no matter how well intentioned that interference may be, the results are invariably disasterous."

"You say you are true evil? Let me tell you what true evil is. It is to submit to you. It is when we surrender our freedom, our dignity, instead of defying you."

"So you will understand when I say that death is that state in which one exists only in the memories of others. Which is why it is not an end."

"You are capable of great sadism and cruelty. Interesting. No redeeming qualities."

"So what do you think?"

"I think you should be destroyed."

"I am a skin of evil left here by a race of Titans who believed if they rid themselves of me, they would free the bonds of destructiveness."

"Yes. So here you are. Feeding on your own loneliness. Consumed by your own pain. Believing your own lies."

"Hello, my friends. You are here now watching this image of me because I have died. It probably happened while I was on duty, and quickly, which is what I expected. Never forget I died doing exactly what I chose to do. What I want you to know is how much I loved my life, and those of you who shared it with me. You are my family."

"Enough of this self indulgence."

"Swimming is too much like... bathing!"

"I am never critical of any member of my staff being curious."

"One is my name. The other is not."

"Yes. Absolutely. I do indeed concur wholeheartedly!"

"And Doctor. God knows I'm not one to discourage you, but... but I would appreciate it if you would let me finish my sentances once in a while."

"Life is like loading twice your cargo weight into your spacecraft. If it's canaries and you can keep half of them flying all the time, you're all right."

"Confidence is faith in oneself. It can't easily be given by another."

"No being is so important that he can usurp the rights of another."

"Scientists believe no experiment is a failure, that even a mistake advances the evolution of understanding... but all achievement has a price."

"If Klingon food is too strong for you, perhaps we can get one of the females to breast feed you."

"Good luck, Commander."

"Thanks, O'Brien."

"I wouldn't want to go."

"Why?"

incredulous "You're not afraid, are you?"

"No, I'm not."

"I would be."

regarding two Klingon females "They are inquisitive. They wonder how you would endure."

"Endure what?"

"Them."

smiling slowly "One, or both?"

"A Klingon is his work, not his family. That is the way of things."

"Enterprise, this is Captain William Riker of the Klingon vessel Pagh. I order you to lower your shields and surrender."

"Cloaking shields off."

"Obey my orders!"

"We will be destroyed!"

"If we are, it will be in battle, and I will die with you. So I repeat... cloaking shields off!"

"You understand the Klingons better than I thought, Commander."

"You come from a very brave and unique people. I'm glad you're with us on the Enterprise."

"Well consider that in the history of many worlds there have always been disposable creatures. They do the dirty work. They do the work that no one else wants to do because it's too difficult or too hazardous. And an army of Datas, all disposable... you don't have to think about their welfare, you don't think about how they feel. Whole generations of disposable people."

"It sits there looking at me, and I don't know what it is. This case has dealt with metaphysics, with questions best left to saints and philosophers. I am neither competent nor qualified to answer those. I've got to make a ruling, to try to speak the the future. Is Data a machine? Yes. Is he the property of Starfleet? No. We have all been dancing around the basic issue. Does Data have a soul? I don't know that he has. I don't know that I have! But I have got to give him the freedom to explore that question himself. It is the ruling of this court that Lieutenant Commander Data has the freedom to choose."

"It brings a sense of order and stability to my universe to know that you're still a pompous ass... and a damn sexy man."

"This is all just beginning; We've only charted 19% of our galaxy. The rest is out there just waiting."

"Fate. Protects fools, little children, and ships named Enterprise."

"It was a dark and stormy night..."

"One of your strengths is your ability to evaluate the dynamics of a situation and then take a definitive, pre-emptive step, take charge. Now you're frustrated because you not only can't see a solution, you can't define the problem."

"Well, they say if you travel far enough you will eventually meet yourself. Having experienced that, Number One, it's not something I would care to repeat."

"Respect is earned, not bestowed."

"In your position it's important to ask yourself one question : What would Picard do?"

"You see, the prime directive has many different functions. Not the least of which is to protect us, to prevent us from allowing our emotions to overwhelm our judgement."

"Your whisper from the dark has now become a plea. We cannot turn our backs."

"O'Brien, take a nap. You didn't see any of this. You're not involved."

"Right, sir. I'll just be standing over here dozing off."

"He has brought a child onto my ship, and on my bridge!"

"If you can't take a little bloody nose, maybe you ought to go back home and crawl under your bed. It's not safe out here. It's wondrous, with treasures to satiate desires both subtle and gross... but it's not for the timid."

"We are smart."

"Sometimes, Number One, you just have to bow to the absurd."

"What the hell was that thing?"

"Automated fire system. A force field contains the flame until the remaining oxygen within the field has been consumed."

"What if I had been under that thing?"

"You would have been standing in the fire."

"And what are you staring at? Have you never seen a woman before?"

"I thought I had."

"Do you not like girls?"

"Of course I do. Oh... is there a technique to this foot washing?"

"You generally start at the top and work your way down..."

"You see lad, every moment of pleasure in life has to be purchased by an equal moment of pain."

"I didn't want to frighten you."

"Lieutenant, I order you to relax!"

"Comfortable chair."

"Sir. I suggest Commander Riker or Data would better serve Special Emissary K'Ehleyr."

"Are there any personal reasons you don't want the assignment?"

"Yes."

"Any professional reasons?

"No."

"I withdraw my request, Captain."

"Good."

"My experiences aboard this ship have taught me that most problems have more than one solution!"

"It's not much of a programme.

"Computer... level two."

"Worf, you're the perfect Klingon. The ultimate minimalist. Talk to me!"

"Sensors show life forms aboard, but I am unable to ascertain whether they are awake or dormant. However, the vessel's propulsion systems are inactive, so I would hypothesize that the crew is asleep."

"...however, I could be in error."

"It is possible to commit no mistakes and still lose. That is not a weakness. That is life."

"It is a matter of perspective Doctor. In the strictest sense, I did not win."

"I busted him up."

"If you drop a hammer on your foot, it's hardly useful to get mad at the hammer."

"Deanna, facing death is the ultimate test of character. I don't want to die, but if I have to, I'd like to do it with a little pride."

"A brand new era in astrophysics... postponed one hundred and ninety six years on account of rain."

"This is just a thing, and things can be replaced. Lives cannot."

"Sir, may I say your attempt to hold the away team at bay, with a non-functioning weapon, was an act of unmitigated gall."

"Didn't fool you, huh?"

"I admire gall."

"Good tea. Nice house."

"Are eleven thousand people worth fifty billion? Is the love of a woman worth the destruction of an entire species?"

"Please. Get up. Get up! You must not kneel to me."

"You do not wish it?"

"I do not deserve it."

"Perhaps one day, my people will travel above the skies?"

"Of that I have absolutely no doubt."

"That's the problem with believing in a supernatural being... trying to determine what he wants."

"Maybe if we felt any loss as keenly as keenly as we felt the death of one close to us, Human history would be a lot less bloody."

"You know, I've always thought technology could solve almost any problem. It enhances the quality of our lives, lets us travel across the galaxy, even gave me my vision. But sometimes you just have to turn it all off."

"And they let you live?"

"Of course they let me live! What kind of question is that?"

"Commander, both our ships are ready to fight. We have two extremely powerful and destructive arsenals at our command. Our next actions will have serious repercussions. We have reason to mistrust one another but even better reason to set those differences aside. Of course, the question is, who will take the initiative? Who will make the first gesture of trust? The answer is... I will."

"I fell in love in a day. It lasted a week... but what a week!"

"Your ambushes would be more successful if you bathed more often!"

"I will never see my child smile again. She will grow up believing that her father was a traitor. But she will grow up."

"You already betrayed your people, Admiral! You made your choices sir! You're a traitor! Now if the bitter taste of that is unpalatable to you I am truly sorry, but I will not risk my crew because you think you can dance on the edge of the Neutral Zone. You crossed over, Admiral. You make yourself comfortable with that."

"Survival is not enough... to simply EXIST is not enough..."

"In your own words, this is not our affair. We cannot interfere in the natural course of your society's development. And I'd say it's going to develop significantly in the next few minutes."

"Don't you know? A dead martyr's worth ten posturing leaders."

"In a world where children blow up children, everyone's a threat."

"What must I do to convince you people?"

"Die."

"I'm not good in groups. It's difficult to work in a group when you're omnipotent."

"As I learn more and more what it is to be human, I am more and more convinced that I would never make a good one. I don't have what it takes. Without my powers I'm frightened of everything. I'm a coward... and I'm miserable... and I can't go on this way."

"There are creatures in the universe who would consider you the ultimate achievement, android. No feelings, no emotions, no pain, and yet you covet those qualities of Humanity. Believe me, you're missing nothing. But if it means anything to you, you're a better Human than I."

"Oh, you're so stolid! You weren't like that before the beard!"

"I must apologize for my husband's lack of social graces. He may be one of the great scientific minds in the galaxy... but he does come up a bit short in other areas."

"Dr. Apgar killed himself – during his attempt to kill Commander Riker."

"A warriors drink!"

"Guinan says I died a senseless death in the other time line. I didn't like the sound of that, Captain. I've always known the risks that come with a Starfleet uniform. If I'm to die in one, I'd like my death to count for something."

"Let's make sure history never forgets the name... Enterprise."

"That'll be the day..."

"Thank you for my life."

"There was nothing anyone could have done. We'd repolarize one pathway and another would collapse. And then another. His hands were moving faster than I could see, trying to stay ahead of each breakdown. He refused to give up. He was remarkable."

"There are times, sir, when men of good conscience cannot blindly follow orders. You acknowledge their sentience, but ignore their personal liberties and freedom? Order a man to turn his child over to the state? Not while I am his captain."

"I fail to understand how a five-foot android with heuristic learning systems and the strength of ten men could be called a child."

"I am Klingon! If you doubt it, a demonstration can be arranged!"

"It is a good day to die, Duras... and the day is not over yet."

"I imagine it must be very difficult for you to work with a crew that is so different. I would be happy to guide you in that regard, if it would be helpful."

"No Commander. It wouldn't."

"This is not a Klingon ship, sir."

"No Commander, it is not. If it were a Klingon ship, I would've killed you for offering your suggestion."

"How long has the bird been dead? It appears to have been lying in the sun for quite some time."

"It's not dead, it's been replicated. You do understand that we cook most of our foods?"

"Ah, yes... I was told to prepare for that. I shall try some of your burned replicated bird meat."

"This entire ship seems built on comfort, relaxation, being at ease. It is not the ship of a warrior... not the ship of a Klingon."

"I wish to know if I have given you offence."

"I am not human. If you had given offence, you would not need to ask."

"This is not your world, human. You do not command here."

"I'm not here to command."

"Then you must be ready to fight. Something that Starfleet doesn't teach you."

"You may test that assumption at your convenience."

"My life ended on Khitomer. I served a proud family, a strong house. All that is gone."

"You are brave, cha'DIch. Worf chose well."

"You admit the truth and yet expect him to accept punishment? What does this say of an Empire who holds honour so dear?!"

"The Empire will not be destroyed for one family's honour!"

"This is not the Federation, Picard. If you defy an order of the High Council, the alliance with the Federation could fall to dust."

"The alliance with the Federation is not based on lies, K'mpec! Protect your secrets if you must, but you will not sacrifice these men!"

"Imprisonment is an injury, regardless of how you justify it."

"My given name is Esoqq. It means 'fighter'!"

"I'll bet half the names in the Chalnoth language mean 'fighter'."

"It's well known that my species possesses superior intelligence and I am considered among the brightest of my people."

"And the least modest!"

"Collaboration is what your species does best!"

"You've shown none of the concern that Captain Picard would for the safety of his ship, the welfare of his crew."

"And now that you have had a taste of captivity, perhaps you will reconsider the morality of inflicting it upon others. In any event, we now know about your race and we know how to imprison you. Bear that in mind. Now get off my ship."

"The more difficult the task, the sweeter the victory."

"Tell me, Number One, is the entire crew aware of this little scheme to send me off on holiday?"

"I believe there are two ensigns stationed on deck thirty nine who know nothing about it."

" Have I mentioned how imaginative the Risian women are, sir?"

"Too often, Commander."

"The Horga'hn is the Risian symbol of sexuality. To own one is to call forth it powers. To display it is to announce you are seeking Jamaharon."

"Riker..."

"Do you seek Jamaharohn?"

"I don't even know what it means. The Horga'hn is for a friend."

"I see. Someone close to you?"

"That's right."

"Someone you love?"

"I wouldn't go that far."

"It's just that I prefer to be acquainted with the women that I kiss."

"Still think I'm trouble?"

"I'm sure of it."

"A simple handshake would have sufficed."

"Is that the purpose of existence? To care for someone?"

"Through joining, they have been healed. Grief has been transmuted to joy. Loneliness to belonging."

"Well, you know, they send you Galaxy Class boys out here to the far reaches. Me, I'm just hauling my butt back and forth between Starbases."

"He was at the university on Betazed when I studied psychology there."

"Oh, I see. He was a colleague of yours."

"No. He was a patient"

"The people who've studied the transmissions think it's a starship. And they're sure it's alive."

"The more unusual a life form is, the better he likes it. His personnel file shows that he's gravitated toward assignments that isolate him from other humanoids."

"Since there is no known natural phenomenon capable of travel at warp velocities, there are but two possibilities. Either it is a sensor malfunction, another ship is following us covertly."

"Beautiful creatures, the Chandrans. Their minds are glacial. They have a lovely three day ritual for saying hello. Peaceful, untroubled people."

"Well, except for your friend Data. I like him. He's restful."

"I believe your impression of Data is probably unique."

"Think of it, Dee... this intelligence that swims naked through space like a fish in the sea. Totally alien, mysterious, not like us at all. Ancient. And alone. So lonely, for so long."

"Captain, Gomtuu knows that the star will go nova soon. That's why it's here... it wants to die. There was an explosion in space. Radiation penetrating the outer layers. The crew. Oh, the crew died. Such loss. Empty pain... hollowness..."

"Tam, when you reached out to the alien, to warn it, did you give any thought to this vessel? To the danger, however inadvertent, that creature might pose to our crew? Or did you simply react out of instinct?"

"The idea of fitting in just repels me."

"I feel your confidence, your arrogant resolve. It excites me..."

"I look forward to your report, Mister Broccoli." Picard looks stricken as he realises what he just said. "Barclay."

"Maybe I'm not make myself clear, Guinan. Barclay, well, he's always late. The man's nervous. Nobody wants to be around this guy."

"If I felt that nobody wanted to be around me, I'd probably be late and nervous too."

"Guinan, that's not the point!"

"Are you sure?"

"Being afraid all the time, of forgetting somebody's name, not knowing what to do with your hands. I mean, I'm the guy who writes down things to remember to say when there's a party. And then when he finally get there, he winds up alone in the corner trying to look comfortable examining a potted plant."

"You're just shy, Barclay!"

"Just shy. Sounds like nothing serious, doesn't it? You can't know."

"I warn you. It would be wise for you to put your affairs in final order before you meet him in combat. You challenge the greatest sword-"

"In all the holodeck!"

"I am the goddess of Empathy. Cast off your inhibitions and embrace love, truth, joy."

"Oh... my... god..."

"He was a man. Take him for all in all. I shall not look upon his like again."

"Wondrous. The detail. The balance. Was I not right, Varria? What a remarkable piece of work."

"I've been delivered here against my wishes. I would like to know the reason."

"Certainly. You have been brought here for my enjoyment and my appreciation."

"I know, I know. What I've done is evil, selfish, immoral, unprincipled, illegal. Well, I've learned to live with it."

"Clearly, Mister Fajo has no moral difficulty with my imprisonment here."

"Kivas finds a way to get what he wants from his people. His rewards for loyalty are lavish. His punishments for disloyalty are equally lavish. You won't find anyone here on this ship to help you escape. Face it, android. He has you."

"I have been designed with a fundamental respect for life in all its forms and a strong inhibition against causing harm to living beings."

"What a marvellous contradiction. A military pacifist!"

"It's not just lethal. It's vicious. It tears a body apart, inside out - and very slowly too, by your phaser standards. It's tortuous. A very, very painful death. I've always wanted to try this!"

"I cannot permit this to continue..."

"For an android with no feelings, he sure managed to evoke them in others."

"You'll fire? Empty threat and we both know it. Why don't you accept your fate? You will return to your chair and you will sit there. You will entertain me and you will entertain my guests. And if you do not, I will simply kill somebody else. Him, perhaps. It doesn't matter. Their blood will be on your hands too, just like poor Varria's. Your only alternative, Data, is to fire. Murder me. That's all you have to do. Go ahead. Fire. If only you could feel rage over Varria's death. If only you could feel the need for revenge, then maybe you could fire. But you're just an android. You can't feel anything, can you? It's just another interesting intellectual puzzle for you. Another of life's curiosities."

"All this magnificent technology, we still find ourselves susceptible to the ravages of old age. The loss of dignity, the slow betrayal of our bodies by forces we cannot master."

"I have been accused of many things in my life, never an excess of emotion."

"A mind-meld can be a terrible intimacy, captain."

"NO! It is... it is... wrong! It is WRONG! A lifetime of discipline is washed away, and in its place... Bedlam! BEDLAM! I am so old... there is nothing left but dry bones and dead friends. Oh, tired. Oh, so tired. "

"Perrin... Amanda... I wanted to give you so much more. I wanted to show you such tenderness! But that is not our way. Spock, Amanda, did you know? Perrin, can you know how much I love you? I do love you!"

"What can I say? To us it's a slime pit, but to them it's home."

"Is it my imagination, or have tempers become a little frayed on this ship lately?"

"I hadn't noticed."

"...I see what you mean!"

"It is a generous offer. But I must warn you that while I would gain your stability, you would experience the fierce onslaught of emotions unleashed by my condition. Vulcan emotions are extremely intense. We have learned to suppress them. No human would be able to control them. They would overwhelm you. The mind-meld can be a terrible intimacy."

"Gentlemen, I have the utmost confidence in your ability to perform the impossible."

"Can you imagine that dreadful little creature talking to me like that? Doesn't he realise that I am a daughter of the Fifth House of Betazed. Holder of the Sacred Chalice of Rixx?"

"The Sacred Chalice of Rixx is an old clay pot with mold growing inside it."

"She is exhilarating, isn't she? Now, I want her more than ever! Lwaxana Troi, you will be mine!"

"In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes, for they in thee a thousand errors see. But 'tis my heart that loves what they despise, who in despite of view are please'd to dote. Shall I compare the to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate!"

"The Academy must make you wait, that's true. But, when I review your service to this ship, your crewmates, I cannot in all conscience make you wait for the Academy. You see, Wesley, in my eyes you're an acting ensign in title only. I hereby grant you field promotion to full Ensign, with all the commensurate responsibilities and privileges of that rank. Congratulations."

"Let's get one thing straight, little man. I am not for sale. And if, by some chance, I were to become available, I would rather eat Orion wing slugs than deal with a toad-faced troll like you! So go away and find yourself somebody else to become your property!"

"You said you didn't want to hear about my other romances. I have a new love, Jean-Luc. And you can't keep killing all my lovers. That simply has to stop."

"Listen, Tog, I must possesses Lwaxana. And if that means destroying your ship in the process, so be it!"

"Words come later. It is the scent that first speaks of love."

"I have much to teach you about women."

"Strength is irrelevant. Resistance is futile. We wish to improve ourselves. We will add your biological and technological distinctiveness to our own. Your culture will adapt to service us."

"The truth of the matter is... hell, we are not ready. We knew they were coming for over a year. We've thrown every resource we have into this, but still..."

"He's hurting his career by staying put. If I were you, I'd kick him in the rear end for his own good."

"The soil contains the same magnetic resonance traces. That's our footprint. There's no doubt anymore. It is the Borg."

"Mr. Worf, dispatch a subspace message to Admiral Hanson. We have engaged the Borg."

"Jean-Luc Picard, captain of the starship Enterprise, registry NCC-1701-D, you will lower your shields and prepare to transport yourself aboard our vessel. If you do not co-operate, we will destroy your ship."

"If you can't make the big decisions, commander, I suggest you make room for someone who can."

"I am Locutus of Borg. Resistance is futile. Your life, as it has been is over. From this time forward you will service us."

"Mr. Worf... fire."

"Tell me, Commander. Is serving aboard the Enterprise as extraordinary an experience as I've heard?"

"Every bit."

"Good. Because I intend to convince Captain Picard I'm the right choice for the job."

"Job? Which job?"

"Yours, of course. I'm sorry. I heard that you were leaving."

"Really, Commander, if we ran into the Borg here, two extra bodies wouldn't've made a hell of a difference, now would they? We had three hours before the storm front hit, less than two hours now. Data was available. I took him. We came. I don't see your problem."

"My problem, Commander, is I expect to be notified before there's a change in my orders."

"At nineteen hundred hours yesterday, the USS Lalo departed Zeta Alpha Two on a freight run to Sentinel Minor Four. At twenty two hundred hours and twelve minutes, a distress signal was received at Starbase one five seven. The Lalo reported contact with an alien vessel described as cube shaped. The distress signal ended abruptly, and she's not been heard from since."

"You disagree with me, fine. You need to take it to the Captain, then fine. Through me. You do an end run around me again, I'll snap you back so hard, you'll think you're a first year cadet again."

"May I speak frankly, sir?"

"By all means."

"You're in my way."

"When a man is convinced that he is going to die tomorow, he'll probably find a way to make it happen."

"He's still out there, dreaming about starships and adventures. It's getting late."

"Yes. But let him dream."

"They're brothers, Data. Brothers forgive."

"You are Human, and amongst Humans females can achieve anything that the males can."

"You're probably not aware of this, but I have never been particularly comfortable around children."

"...really?"

"If there's nothing wrong with me, maybe there's something wrong with the universe!"

"Computer, what is the nature of the universe?"

"Without trust there's no friendship, no closeness, none of the emotional bonds that make us who we are."

"The Enterprise is not a ship of war. It is a ship of exploration."

"As I experience certain sensory input patterns, my mental pathways become accustomed to them. The input is eventually anticipated and even 'missed' when absent."

"Not even a bite on the cheek for old time's sake?"

"Lieutenant, you are a member of this crew and you will not go into hiding whenever a Klingon vessel uncloaks!"

"Find the assassin. The Klingon who kills without showing his face has no honour! He must not lead the Empire. Such a man would be capable of anything... even war with the Federation."

"You have never seen death? Then look, and always remember."

"I'm the only one, Worf! The only one who can prove your innocence! Kill me and you're a traitor forever!"

"Then that is how it shall be!"

"Mister Worf, the Enterprise crew currently includes representatives from thirteen planets. They each have their individual beliefs and values, and I respect them all. But they have all chosen to serve Starfleet. If anyone cannot perform his or her duty because of the demands of their society, they should resign. Do you wish to resign?"

"Shut up! As in, close your mouth and stop talking!"

"Wesley, you remember... I was always proud of you."

"Human intuition and instinct are not always right, but they do make life interesting."

"Some days you get the bear, and some days the bear gets you."

"It's not you I hate, Cardassian. I hate what I became, because of you."

"I pity you. We live in a universe of magic, which evidently you cannot see."

"To many Humans, a mystery is irresistable. It must be solved."

"I will have to say... this morning I was the leader of the universe as I knew it. This afternoon I am only a voice in a chorus. But I think it was a good day."

"There's theory and then there's application. They don't always jibe."

"To admit that you're afraid gives you strength."

"Computer, remove La Forge."

"You're worried about Geordi, aren't you?"

"I am an android; it is not possible for–"

"… you to feel anxiety."

"Starfleet personnel have vanished. Others may be at risk. We must do the best we can to find out why. However, I am... strongly motivated to solve this mystery."

"Young children are sometimes frightened of the world. That doesn't mean that their parents should let them stay in their cribs."

"Sir, I protest! I am NOT a merry man!"

"Admiral? What you're doing is unethical. It's immoral. I'll fight it."

"With the first link the chain is forged. The first speech censured, the first thought forbidden, the first freedom denied... chains us all irrevocably."

"We think we've come so far. Torture of heretics, burning of witches, it's all ancient history. And then, before you can blink an eye, suddenly it threatens to start all over again."

"Mr. Worf, villains who twirl their mustaches are easy to spot. Those who clothe themselves in good deeds are well camouflaged."

"Counselor Deanna Troi, personal log, stardate 44805.3. My mother is on board."

"That man's in a lot of trouble."

"What does that little one do, Mister Woof?"

"Please, Madam! That is a torpedo launch initiator... and it is Worf, Madam, not Woof."

"I know you, Mother, and believe me... you will never be one of those who dies before they die."

"No parent should expect to be paid back for the love they've given their children."

"Speak softly governor. Those who cannot hear an angry shout may strain to hear a whisper."

"Welcome, Mr. La Forge. We've waited a long time to meet you."

"I can tell you've gone to a lot of trouble!"

"Who is that man sitting over there?"

"That's Chief O'Brien."

"How long has he served with you?"

"Almost four years."

"I want you to kill him."

"OK."

"Data to Lieutenant Worf. Priority one."

"Go ahead."

"Take Commander La Forge into custody immediately."

"Sir?'"

"That is an order."

"...I would be delighted to offer any advice I can on understanding women. When I have some, I'll let you know."

"Your discommendation is a facade to protect less honourable men. It is a lie. Lies must be challenged."

"I have been told that patience is sometimes a more effective weapon than the sword."

"The grasp of Duras reaches out from the grave. Much of the Council is still loyal to his family. I must have the Council's support to survive. I cannot expose their treachery. You chose to accept this disgrace for the good of the Empire. Now you must live with your decision... like a Klingon."

"K'Tal, this Council knows the law of heredity well. G'now juk Hol pajhard. A son shall share in the honours or crimes of his father. Toral is Duras' son. That has been established by the genetic scan. But with due respect to the traditions and laws of this High Council, there is no basis for accepting a petition for leadership from a boy who has fought no battles, shed no blood for his people, or earned no honour for himself. One day, perhaps he shall. But not now. Duras is dead. His claim to the leadership died with him. Gowron shall lead the Council."

"You come to me and demand the restoration of your family honour and now you hide behind human excuses? What are you, Worf? Do you tremble and quake with fear at the approach of combat, hoping to talk your way out of a fight like a human? Or do you hear the cry of the warrior calling you to battle, calling you to glory like a Klingon?"

"You both fought as warriors. You have proved your hearts are Klingon. I return your family honour. I give you back that which was wrongfully taken from you. Let your name be spoken once again. You are Worf, son of Mogh."

"Mister Worf, your responsibilities as a Starfleet officer are incompatible with remaining on board a Klingon ship during a time of war."

"Captain."

"I order you to return to duty at once."

"Then I resign my commission as a Starfleet officer."

"The claim 'I was only following orders' has been used to justify too many tragedies in our history."

"The Tamarian was willing to risk all of us, just for the hope of communication, connection. Now the door is open between our peoples. That commitment meant more to him than his own life."

"That's one reason why I ran away. They're lost, defeated. I will never be."

"Doctor, the sperm whale on Earth devours millions of cuttlefish as it roams the oceans. It is not evil, it is feeding. The same may be true of the entity."

"Congratulations, you are fully dilated to ten centimetres. You may now give birth."

"I never met a chocolate I didn't like."

"Father and son, both proud, both stubborn, more alike than either of them are prepared to admit. A lifetime spent building emotional barriers, they're very difficult to break down. And now the time has come when it is too late. It's a difficult moment. It's a lonely one."

"He probably figures that we don't get to see a lot of handsome women out this way, and someone like you might get a little more cooperation from me. He's probably right."

"In your own way you are as stubborn as another captain of the Enterprise I once knew."

"Then I am in good company, sir."

"Of course you know the Prime Directive, which tells us that we have no right to interfere in the natural evolution of alien worlds. Now, I have sworn to uphold it, but nevertheless I have disregarded that directive on more than one occasion... because I thought it was the right thing to do."

"You must do what you think is best for him. That's all a parent can hope to do."

"I would gladly risk feeling bad at times, if it also meant I could taste my dessert."

"Earth was once a violent planet too. At times, the chaos threatened the very fabric of life. But like you, we evolved. We found better ways to handle our conflicts. But I think noone can deny that the seed of violence remains within each of us, We must recognise that, because that violence is capable of consuming each of us."

"Who gave them the right to decide whether or not I should be here? Whether or not I might have something to contribute?"

"I feel as though I've been handed a weapon, sent into a room, and told to shoot a stranger. Well, I need some moral context to justify that action. And I don't have it. I am not content simply to obey orders. I need to know that what I am doing is right."

"To die defending his ship is the hope of every Klingon."

"You scare me, doctor. You risk your patient's lives and justify it in the name of research. Genuine research takes time, sometimes a lifetime of painstaking, detailed work in order to get any results. Not for you, you take shortcuts, right through living tissue. You put your research ahead of your patient's lives and as far as I am concerned, that's a violation of our most sacred trust. I'm sure your work will be hailed as a stunning breakthrough. Enjoy your laurels, doctor. I'm not sure I could."

"A warrior does not let a friend face danger alone."

"Captain, perhaps you should come aboard my ship. There's something we need to discuss."

"The first duty of every Starfleet officer is to the truth."

"You're just supposed to sit here?"

"You had to work side by side with her for days. How could you resist her?"

"Ambassador, have a safe trip home."

"It is interesting that people try to find meaningful patterns in things that are essentially random. I have noticed that the images they percieve sometimes suggest what they are thinking about at that particular moment. Besides, it is clearly a bunny rabbit."

"When I look at my patient, I don't see a collective consciousness. I don't see a hive. I see a living, breathing boy who's been hurt and who needs our help. And we're talking about sending him back to his people as an instrument of destruction."

"Because it's been given a name by a member of my crew, doesn't mean it's not a Borg. Because it's young, doesn't mean that it's innocent. It is what it is, and in spite of efforts to turn it into some kind of pet I will not alter my plans!"

"He's not what I expected, Captain. He's got feelings. He's homesick. I don't know. It just doesn't seem right using him this way."

"Centuries ago, when laboratory animals were used for experiments, scientists would sometimes become attached to the creatures. This would a problem if the experiment involved killing them. I would suggest that you unattach yourself from the Borg, Mister La Forge."

"But my uniform, my VISOR... are you saying I'm some blind ghost with clothes?"

"If you remember what we were and how we lived, then we will have found life again."

"I have often wondered about my own mortality as I have seen others age around me. Until now it has been theoretically possible that I would live an unlimited period of time. And although some might find this attractive, to me it only reinforces that fact that I am... artificial."

"Poverty was eliminated on Earth a long time ago. And a lot of other things dissapeared with it; hopelessness, despair, cruelty..."

"I know, it sounds crazy, but…"

"It's not crazy at all. You are being taken apart molecule by molecule."

"Reg, transporting really is the safest way to travel."

"Chief."

"Lieutenant. Glad you could make it. You know, I think this is the first time we've ever spoken outside of the transporter room."

"Well, to be honest, I've always avoided you."

"Why?"

"Because you run the transporters, and I hate the transporters. At least, I used to."

"You cannot explain away a wantonly immoral act because you think that it is connected to some higher purpose."

"N-C-C-1-7-0-1. No bloody A, B, C or D."

"Felis Catus, is your taxonomic nomenclature,
An endothermic quadruped, carnivorous by nature,
Your visual, olfactory, and auditory senses,
Contribute to your hunting skills and natural defenses.
I find myself intrigued by your sub-vocal oscillations,
A singular development of cat communications,
That obviates your basic hedonistic predilection,
For a rhythmic stroking of your fur to demonstrate affection.
A tail is quite essential for your acrobatic talents,
You would not be so agile if you lacked its counterbalance,
And when not being utilized to aid in locomotion,
It often serves to illustrate the state of your emotion.
Oh Spot, the complex levels of behavior you display,
Connote a fairly well developed cognitive array,
And though you are not sentient, Spot, and do not comprehend,
I none-the-less consider you a true and valued friend."

"You may be nearly omnipotent, and I don't deny that your parlour tricks are very impressive, but morality? I don't see it. I would put Human morality against the Q's any day. And perhaps that's the reason why we fascinate you so..."

"He's my number one dad!"

"The town of Deadwood may face danger again, Alexander. If they do they'll need a sheriff... and a deputy."

"It is true I am acting on my personal beliefs. But I do not see how I can do otherwise."

"And... get that fish out of the ready room."

"There... are... four... lights!"

"But who knows? Our reality may be very much like theirs and all this might just be an elaborate simulation running inside a little device sitting on someone's table."

"What are you doing, Commander?"

"That may not be Lieutenant Uhnari."

"Governor, we are merely exploring all the possibilities. Lieutenant Uhnari's logs reported that Commander Morag had been harassing the station."

"He was doing his job."

"If he was only doing his job, then I'm sure you won't mind if we spoke with him."

"Very well. In the interests of diplomacy, I will allow you to speak to Morag. But my patience has limits!"

"In order to defeat your enemy, you must first understand them."

"That Picard never had a brush with death, never came face to face with his own mortality, never realised how fragile life is. Or how important each moment must be. So his life never came into focus."

"You are a culture of one. Which is no less valid than a culture of one billion."

"You do not kill an animal unless you intend to eat it."

"It's a small ship Mott, I don't think there's going to be room for both of us."

"I'm sorry to hear that. I'll send your regrets."

"I've lost people under my command, people who were very dear to me, but never someone I've been in love with. And when I believed you were dead, I just began to shut down. I didn't want to think or feel. I was here, in my quarters, and the only thing I could focus on was my music... and how it would never again give me any joy."

"It would seem that we are not completely dissimilar after all. In our hopes, or in our fears."

"None of this is real!"

"After all, a Ferengi scientist is almost a contradiction in terms!"

"Long ago a storm was heading toward the city of Quin'lat. The people sought protection within the walls, all except one man who remained outside. I went to him and asked what he was doing. 'I am not afraid,' he said. 'I will not hide my face behind stone and mortar. I will stand before the wind and make it respect me.' I honoured his choice and went inside. The next day the storm came, and the man was killed. The wind does not respect a fool."

"It pulses unendingly all through the night..."

"All I remember is setting down the food... and then a hissing ball of fur came out of nowhere!"

"I got angry."

"They had lost their sense of purpose. Well, I gave them their purpose... and they gave me mine."

"The reign of biological life-forms is coming to an end. You, Picard, and those like you, are obsolete!"

"What's your name?"

"Taitt, sir."

"I don't think I've seen you before."

"I was just posted here six weeks ago."

"Well, Taitt, I bet you never thought you'd be serving as Tactical Officer after only six weeks."

"No, sir, I sure didn't!"

"If your calculations are even slightly off, we'd hit the atmosphere."

"Well, I'll just have to be sure my calculations are accurate, Ensign."

"If her calculations are off that eruption could encompass us!"

"Well, I'll just have to make sure my calculations are accurate, Lieutenant."

"Lore. I must deactivate you now."

"Without me, you will never feel emotions again."

"I know. But you leave me no other choice."

"I... love you... brother."

"Goodbye, Lore."

"We can't go back to the Borg Collective... and we no longer have a leader here."

"I'm not sure that's true."

"Data, I wouldn't be very much of a friend if I let you give up on a lifelong dream, now would I? Maybe... someday, when you're ready."

"You are an insulting pompous fool. And if you were not an ambassador, I would disembowel you right here!"

"I decided I missed my favorite son."

"Your only son, Ma."

"Geordi? I'm very sorry that you didn't find your mother."

"Thank you, sir. You know, it's funny. When I was down there, it was so real. I felt like I had a chance to say goodbye."

"My friend tells me you know something about the man we're looking for."

"The only reason I'm talking to you is that I have a sister too."

"I explained to him that we are looking for a man who impregnated your sister."

"So you can imagine how much this means to me."

"I'm sorry, but I think he wants to stay. Sit down.'"

"That's my sister. She's angry. She's got a vicious temper. I wouldn't cross her."

"You'll like this. The man got what was coming to him. When they knocked him down, one of them took out a weapon and fired. He was vaporized!"

"He's telling the truth."

"If Captain Picard were here..."

"He's not."

"I realize that, sir. But if he were and he wanted to lead an away team, you would tell him that the captain's place..."

"...is on the bridge. Not this time."

"What's wrong, commander? You having second thoughts about betraying your comrades? 'Cause that's what you've done

"I don't know. How did that feel?"

"May I inquire as to your destination?"

"No."

"May I ask the purpose of your journey?"

"No."

"Oh, what a tangled web we weave."

"He's alright, he's only stunned."

"I must admit, I am experiencing a similar sensation."

"This is going to take a little time to explain."

"It would take them at least 14 hours to reach that position."

"We could be there in five."

"Make it so."

"Finally."

"You were right, Tallera. The resonator cannot be stopped by phasers and shields… but it can be defeated by peace."

"Be quiet!"

"I've just received a message from Starfleet Command."

"Bad news?"

"You could say that. I've been invited to the annual Starfleet admirals' banquet."

"My condolences."

"Goodnight Spot."

"He will need to be fed once a day. He prefers feline supplement number 25."

"I understand."

"And he will require water. And you must provide him with a sandbox. And you must talk to him. Tell him he is a pretty cat. And a good cat."

"I will feed him."

"Perhaps that will be enough."

"Sometimes a cake is just a cake."

"I wouldn't want to sacrifice the safety of the ship."

"Aren't you going to mingle, Mr. Woof?"

"I do not care for telepaths. They make me... uneasy."

"Don't worry. The Cairn couldn't read your thoughts even if they wanted to. Your brain isn't sophisticated enough."

"Neither is yours, dear. They can only communicate with other telepaths."

"I wish you could have known her, Deanna. I wish you two could have grown up together."

"Tell me about her. I want to know everything."

"There is a way out of every box, a solution to every puzzle; it's just a matter of finding it."

"Well, it seems as if we're stuck with each other."

"I didn't know you felt that way."

"Didn't you?"

"Why didn't you ever tell me you were in love with me?"

"You were married to my best friend."

"Now that we know how each of us feels, perhaps we should not be afraid to explore those feelings."

"Or perhaps we should be afraid. I think I should be going now. Good night."

"Good night."

"Why is Spot under the bed?"

"Probably because she knows if I catch her, I'm going to kill her."

"Half the time, I didn't know if she was going to lick me or scratch my face off."

"How about a phaser? A low stun setting at just the right moment might do the trick..."

"Geordi, I cannot stun my cat."

"You know, Geordi, I spent the better part of my life exploring space. I've charted new worlds, I've met dozens of new species, and I believe that these were all valuable ends in themselves. Now it seems that... all this while, I was... helping to damage the thing that I hold most dear."

"It won't turn out that way, Captain. We still have time to make it better."

"I helped create you and now… look at you."

"You were a colleague of Dr. Soong?"

"I most certainly was... and I was also his wife. In a way, I suppose you could say I am your mother."

"Some of the colonists objected to having an anatomically correct android running around without any clothes on."

"The positronic matrix I designed for her was unstable. She only lived a short time."

"I see."

"In a sense, you were her grandmother."

"That was not a Klingon song!"

"It wasn't easy to translate. There doesn't seem to be a Klingon word for 'jolly'."

"Captain, we're receiving 285,000 hails."

"At this rate, the sector will be completely filled with Enterprises within three days."

"I know Klingons like to be alone on their birthdays. You probably want to meditate, or hit yourself with a painstick, or something."

"Captain Picard Day?"

"Oh uh…Yes it's a… it's it's for the children. I'm a… (nervous chuckle) I'm a role model."

"I'm sure you are. Starfleet out."

"Will, don't worry. It won't be like it was twelve years ago… and this time no one's going to stop us."

"Oh, you'll be interested to know that I've arranged for a Commander Riker Day next month. I'm even considering making an entry myself."

"Great..."

"Sir, may I suggest you take this up with Admiral Pr…"

"I'm taking this up with you, Will! The Judge Advocate thought that you were participating in a conspiracy to cover up the truth!"

"I made you, mister and I can break you just as easily!"

"That's what it's about... a cloaking device. In the Treaty of Algeron, the Federation specifically agreed not to develop cloaking technology."

"And that treaty is the biggest mistake we ever made! Its kept us from exploiting a vital area of defense!"

"That treaty has kept us in peace for sixty years! And as a Starfleet officer, you're supposed to uphold it."

"Now that's enough! I'm taking command of this vessel! Mr. Worf, escort the captain to his quarters!"

"I don't think anyone's going to come to your defense this time."

"I have a lot of friends at Starfleet Command, Captain!"

"You're going to need them."

"This is one of those times when we must face the ramifications of the Prime Directive and honor those lives which we cannot save."

"I find no honor in this whatsoever, Captain."

"I wasn't going to let those people die just because your captain started quoting Federation dogma."

"It is the sign of La Forge."

"I will have to explain this to Mother and Father."

"They won't understand."

"They may. I will tell them that you are happy."

"It's a family heirloom. It's been in the Howard clan for generations. It's supposed to symbolize the enduring Howard spirit. Wherever they may go, the shining light to guide them through their fortune. Nana always kept it lit. I remember sitting here listening to ghost stories with only the candle burning."

"You have been using me, Nana, my entire family for centuries!"

"And I loved all of them! And they loved me."

"Beverly... I love you. Bever..."

"Lavelle."

"Sir?"

"Resume previous course and speed."

"Aye-aye, sir."

"One "aye" is sufficient acknowledgment, Ensign."

"How would you like to be a spider under that table?"

"What?"

"A spider under the table."

"Is that like a fly on the wall?"

"I guess so."

"Defend yourself!"

"My grandfather was Canadian, you know."

"Really?"

"Aren't you one, too?"

"A grandfather?"

"No. Canadian, sir. Canadian."

"No, I grew up in Alaska."

"Oh. Well… they both… get a lot of snow."

"Yeah."

"It was good talking to you, sir."

"Yeah."

"Sir, is there really such a thing as a gik'tal challenge?"

"No, there is not. But perhaps next time you are judged unfairly, it will not take so many bruises for you to protest."

"Excuse me, sir, but I need to move this table."

"What?"

"There's an empty seat over there."

"I appreciate what you are trying to do, but it is not appropriate. You were her friends. I was only her commanding officer."

"Sir, I happen to know that she considered you a friend."

"You know, this is a much better way of communicating for you. It's far less confusing than the way you normally speak."

"Did you come here for something in particular, or just general Riker-bashing?"

"Congratulations, you just destroyed the Enterprise."

"Congratulations, you passed."

"That's what this was all about, wasn't it – to see if I'd order someone to their death?"

"That's right…"

"I knew that was part of being in command, and I thought I'd prepared for it – but when the moment came, I hesitated…Maybe you were right, maybe I'm not cut out for this…"

"You did exactly what you had to do. You considered all your options, you tried every alternative, and then you made the hard choice."

"Well… if you'll excuse me, um… I have the bridge this watch."

"Counselor, have you been promoted in my absence?"

"That's right. Which means from now on you can call me 'sir.'"

"Yes, sir."

"How can I reproduce a sound with clay?"

"In my years as a Starfleet captain, I've had to… notify many parents of the loss of loved ones but never before to suicide."

"Geordi, would you agree that the instinct for self-preservation is shared by most lifeforms?"

"I'd say it's probably the most basic instinct, Data."

"Hmm. That being the case, I find it difficult to understand why someone would deliberately terminate their own existence."

"Is there someone in particular that you're talking about?"

"No. Is there someone in particular you would rather I not be involved with?"

"Mr. Worf, you sound like a man who's asking his friend if he can start dating his sister!"

"No! No, I was merely… never mind. Excuse me, sir."

"Reg, you don't have Terellian Death Syndrome!"

"Are you… you're sure?"

"I'm sure."

"Doctor! My capillaries are shrinking!"

"Well… before I begin swinging through the ship, looking for breakfast, we need to find some answers."

"He transformed into a spider… and now he's had a disease named after him."

"I think I'd better clear my calendar for the next few weeks."

"Diplomacy is the art of the possible."

"Starfleet isn't for me."

"Earl Grey tea, watercress sandwiches, and Bularian canapés… are you up for promotion?"

"I was right, captain. You did not take us from our land… and you have wiped clean a very old stain of blood."

"Well, good luck, Mister… good luck, Wesley."

"Thank you… for a lot of things."

"Yes, Lursa and B'Etor… big talk, small tips."

"You'll never look at your hairline the same way again."

"Yes, yes, Data. I know about the Orient Express but what is it doing on Prospero's island?"

"Unlikely as it may sound, I believe the Enterprise may be forming an intelligence."

"I never thought we'd be firing on our own people to protect a Cardassian ship."

"I've spent the better part of my life fighting the Cardassians. I never thought I'd be helping them out."

"Five card stud, nothing wild... and the sky's the limit."

"Q's interest in you has always been very similar to that of a master and his beloved pet. That was only an analogy, captain."

"Two down, one to go..."

"See you... out there."

"I should have done this a long time ago."

"You were always welcome."