Star Trek: The Next Generation

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Capt. Picard:
Make it so.

[opening monologue]

Capt. Picard:
Space... The final frontier. These are the voyages of the starship Enterprise. Its continuing mission, to explore strange new worlds. To seek out new life and new civilizations. To boldly go where no one has gone before.

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Lieutenant Worf:
Mute.

Lieutenant Worf:
Nepo!

Capt. Picard:
This is mutiny!

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Capt. Picard:
Engage!

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Capt. Picard:
Tea, Earl Grey, hot.

Lieutenant Worf:
Mrs. Troi... I must protest your unauthorized presence on the bridge!

Lwaxana Troi:
[pointing to tactical console] What does that little one do Mr. Woof?

Lieutenant Worf:
Please Madame! That's is a torpedo launch initiator and it's - it is Worf madame, not Woof.

Capt. Picard:
Shut up, Wesley!

Capt. Picard:
Darmok and Jalad at Tenagra!

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Capt. Picard:
Come.

Commander William T. Riker:
A blind man teaching an android how to paint? That's gotta be worth a couple of pages in somebody's book.

Commander William T. Riker:
What's a knockout like you doing in a computer-generated gin joint like this?

[Worf and a few other officers are about to play parrises squares]

Lieutenant Worf:
Rest assured, Commander, we will be victorious, at whatever the cost.

Commander William T. Riker:
Worf, it's just a game, a friendly little competition. You work up a sweat, you have a few laughs, and you make new friends.

Lieutenant Worf:
If winning is not important, then, Commander - why keep score?

Lieutenant Tasha Yar:
Believe it or not, Worf is developing a sense of humor.

Commander William T. Riker:
I hope so, for their sake.

Commander William T. Riker:
What's your name? Tell me you love jazz.

Minuet:
My name is Minuet, and I love all jazz, except Dixieland.

Commander William T. Riker:
Why not Dixieland?

Minuet:
You can't dance to it.

Commander William T. Riker:
My girl!

Commander William T. Riker:
[about the Bynars] For them there are only two choices, one or zero - yes or no.

Commander William T. Riker:
[after seeing the holo-character Minuet for the first time] Gentlemen - if this is what you call 'enhancement', you've got a gift for understatement.

Commander William T. Riker:
I could develop feelings for Minuet. Exactly as I would for any woman.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Doesn't love always begin that way? With the illusion more real than the woman?

Minuet:
Will was saying how much he enjoys this assignment. It's a credit to you. For a ship and crew to function well, it always starts with the captain. You set the tone.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
At this moment, it is you who is setting the tone.

Commander William T. Riker:
How far can this relationship go? I mean, how real are you?

Minuet:
As real as you need me to be.

Commander William T. Riker:
Too real!

Bass Player:
You got that straight, Slim. Too real is too right.

Commander William T. Riker:
Blondes and jazz seldom go together.

[last lines]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
You know, Number One - some relationships just can't work.

Commander William T. Riker:
Yes - probably true. She'll be difficult to forget.

Minuet, Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[in French] In our hearts, we are all Parisians.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[explaining the necessity to destroy the Enterprise by auto-destruct] Our ship has been commandeered by a force of unknown size and intent. We're here alone. We must assume the worst.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[to the Bynars, summing up another happy-end] No one has been hurt, you've achieved your objective, you have your planet back in order... We have our ship.

Lt. Commander Data:
Spot, you are disrupting my ability to work.

[he puts Spot to the floor, but she jumps back on Data's desk]

Spot:
Meow.

Lt. Commander Data:
Vamoose, ye little varmint!

Alexander Rozhenko:
Saddle up, Father!

Lieutenant Worf:
[on the holodeck] Where are we?

Alexander Rozhenko:
Deadwood. 19th century Earth - the Ancient West.

Lieutenant Worf:
What is our function here?

Alexander Rozhenko:
You are the sheriff, and I am the deputy.

Annie:
What'll you have?

Lieutenant Worf:
Um... Klingon firewine!

Eli:
[after Worf has been slapped by Annie] You sure got a way with women, Sheriff.

Lieutenant Worf:
You have been accused of committing a homicide.

Eli:
If you mean murder, then I guess I'm guilty. I've killed 23 men, Sheriff. One more ain't gonna make much of a difference. 'course... shootin' someone as ugly as you couldn't be considered a crime, could it? Was you born that way? Or did your momma marry an armadillo?

Frank Hollander:
Where's ma boy?

Lieutenant Worf:
Where have they taken my son? Where is he?

[grabs Eli by his collar]

Eli Hollander:
Temper, temper, Sheriff. My pa ain't gonna like it if I come home all bruised.

Lieutenant Worf:
[when getting involved in a saloon brawl] I'm beginning to see the appeal of this program!

[Eli Hollander shoots at his own wanted poster]

Eli:
If I ever find the varmint that drew this, he'll be sorry he ever put pen to paper. I'm ten times uglier than that, ain't I?

Counselor Deanna Troi:
[playing her role as the mysterious stranger] Durango! I'm called Durango!

Lieutenant Worf:
Yes, er - Counselor Durango...

[Dr. Crusher asks Picard to take part in her play]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Well, it's a, it's a very intriguing drama, but I... really don't have the time it would take to learn a part, and, uh... anyway, I'm not much of an actor.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
That's no problem.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[surprised] Oh?

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
Well, you wouldn't be playing one of the leads.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[disappointed] Oh.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
It's a very small part. Only two lines.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Really?

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
It's the role of the butler!

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Well, I'll think about it and let you know.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
You would be *wonderful*, Jean-Luc!

[La Forge is working on Data's open head]

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
I must admit, Data, I never get used to seeing you like this.

Lt. Commander Data:
I do not understand. You are constantly working on similar electronic systems, yet their appearances do not disturb you.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
Yeah, but you're not just another electronic system.

Lt. Commander Data:
Thank you, Geordi. Nor are you just another biological organism.

[after Spot has refused Data's special cat food mixture]

Lt. Commander Data:
I find it extremely difficult to predict what you will find acceptable. Perhaps hunger will compel you to try it again.

[a lightly dressed woman is posing from a saloon balcony]

Lieutenant Worf:
You wrote this holodeck program yourself?

Alexander Rozhenko:
Well - Mr. Barclay helped a little.

Lieutenant Worf:
I must have a little talk with Mr. Barclay.

[several computer systems have been corrupted with Data's personal database]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
When can you correct the problem?

Lt. Commander Data:
We are currently attempting to isolate the corrupted circuit pathways. I reckon the process should take less than two hours.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
What did you say?

Lt. Commander Data:
I said the process should take less than two hours.

Commander William T. Riker:
No, you just said 'I reckon'.

Lt. Commander Data:
According to my memory logs, I did not use those words. Y'all must be mistaken.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
There - Data, you did it again.

Lt. Commander Data:
[southern accent] Did wha-t?

Commander William T. Riker:
Mr. Data.

Lt. Commander Data:
[southern accent] Howdy, Commander.

Commander William T. Riker:
Geordi, what have you found?

Lt. Commander Data:
[southern accent] Well - we figure part of my memory structure...

Lt. Commander Data:
[normal voice]... was replaced with information from the computer's recreational database.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
Specifically, the files relating to the American 19th century West.

Commander William T. Riker:
That would explain the accent.

Lt. Commander Data:
[southern accent] You got it, partner.

Lieutenant Worf:
You are a murderer and a thief!

Eli:
A man's got to make a living.

Eli:
[holding Worf at gunpoint] Don't twitch a whisker, Sheriff - 'less you want a shave.

[Worf has arrested Eli and put him in jail]

Lieutenant Worf:
What are his rights in this century? Is there a, a trial? Or shall I execute him?

Eli:
Frankly, I don't think I'll be around here that long. Not after my old man hears about this.

Lieutenant Worf:
What "old man" are you referring to?

Eli:
My pa. When he breaks me out of this tin can... gravedigger'll be working overtime.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
There's a gunfighter out there who has the speed and accuracy of an android. And in two hours, he's going to try to kill you.

[last lines]

Alexander Rozhenko:
Father? After what happened, I guess you'll never want to go back to the Ancient West.

Lieutenant Worf:
The town of Deadwood may face danger once again. If they do... they will need a sheriff... and a deputy.

Lt. Commander Data:
Commander - you just sit tight. We'll have this all fixed up in time for supper.

Tactics Officer:
[about the two female Klingons on board the Pagh] They are inquisitive. They would like to know how you would endure.

Commander William T. Riker:
Endure what?

Lt. Klag:
Them.

Commander William T. Riker:
[looks at the women] One or both?

[Picard and Riker are discussing the possibility of sending a Starfleet officer on temporary assignment on a Klingon vessel]

Commander William T. Riker:
I wouldn't mind the assignment, sir.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Any particular reason?

Commander William T. Riker:
Because nobody's ever done it before.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
We know so little about them; there really is so much to learn. This is a great opportunity. I envy you, Mr. Riker.

Commander William T. Riker:
It's been my understanding that one of the duties of the first officer of the Klingon vessel is to assassinate his captain?

Lieutenant Worf:
Yes, sir.

Commander William T. Riker:
Wouldn't that bring about chaos?

Lieutenant Worf:
Of course not. See, when and if the captain becomes weak or unable to perform, it is expected that his honorable retirement should be assisted by his First. Your second officer will assassinate you for the same reasons.

Commander William T. Riker:
It is different.

Lieutenant Worf:
Many things will be different.

[Riker is caught off guard when offered with a dish of live gagh]

Lt. Klag:
Would you like something easier?

Commander William T. Riker:
Easier?

Lt. Klag:
Yes. If Klingon food is too strong for you, perhaps we could get one of the females to... breast-feed you.

Doctor Pulaski:
I've never heard of a Klingon starving to death on his own vessel, but you might.

Commander William T. Riker:
Not if I weaken first.

Doctor Pulaski:
I know all about that. Their beliefs are rather brutal, but usually, what kills us kills them.

Commander William T. Riker:
Well, that's certainly good to know.

Commander William T. Riker:
[presenting himself to Captain Kargan] Commander William Riker of the Starship Enterprise.

Captain Kargan:
That is incorrect.

Commander William T. Riker:
I don't understand.

Captain Kargan:
You are Commander William Riker, First Officer of the Klingon cruiser the Pagh.

Captain Kargan:
Exactly where are your loyalties, Commander?

Commander William T. Riker:
I'm afraid I still don't understand, sir.

Captain Kargan:
This ship is equipped with our best weapons and our finest warriors. Although we're on a peaceful mission, we're ready to go into battle instantly. I know I can count on every Klingon warrior in this crew to serve and die in that battle. So I ask you again, Commander Riker: where are your loyalties?

[Captain Kargan has demanded from Riker to reveal the secrets of the Enterprise to him, which Riker refuses]

Commander William T. Riker:
I will obey your orders. I will serve this ship as First Officer. And in an attack against the Enterprise, I will die with this crew. But I will not break my oath of loyalty to Starfleet.

Captain Kargan:
If you had told those secrets about the Enterprise, I would have labeled you a traitor and killed you where you stood. But instead you will die with us. You'll die like a Klingon.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I'm familiar with the practice of the feast before the transfer; I've done it dozens of times. However, I usually made more palatable choices.

[on seeing Riker indulging in a variety of Klingon dishes]

[after questioning Riker's status as his commanding officer, Lieutenant Klag gets a thrashing from the former]

Commander William T. Riker:
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?

Lt. Klag:
[subdued] I will take your orders.

Wesley Crusher:
[about Mordock, from 'Coming of Age'] It's a friend of mine. You look just like him.

Ensign Mendon:
We are from the same geo-structure. Naturally we look alike.

Wesley Crusher:
How do you tell each other apart?

Ensign Mendon:
[considers this] We just do.

Lieutenant Worf:
Ensign Mendon - you may impress *me*!

Commander William T. Riker:
After this tour, I may have some worthy questions.

Lt. Klag:
Questions about what? About our future? Our future is honor. Our present is serving this ship.

Lt. Klag:
My father was captured in battle by Romulans and not allowed to die. He eventually escaped.

Commander William T. Riker:
Where is he now?

Lt. Klag:
He is on our planet. He waits.

[Riker looks quizzically at the Tactics Officer]

Tactics Officer:
He waits for his death.

Lt. Klag:
He will eventually fade of a natural illness and die, weakened and useless. Honorless. I will not see him.

Commander William T. Riker:
He's your father!

Lt. Klag:
A Klingon is his work, not his family. That is the way of things.

Lt. Klag:
Klingons do not express feeling the way you do.

Commander William T. Riker:
Perhaps you should.

Lt. Klag:
We would not know how.

Commander William T. Riker:
Yesterday I did not know how to eat gagh. [he takes a mouthful of that dish]

Lt. Klag:
You understand the Klingons better than I thought, Commander.

[Captain Kargan intends to attack the Enterprise]

Commander William T. Riker:
I recommend you don't fire until you're within 40,000 kilometers.

Lt. Klag:
Why?

Commander William T. Riker:
It will cut down their response time.

Lt. Klag:
You are honoring your promise to serve us?

Commander William T. Riker:
Would you do less?

Captain Kargan:
Put the ship on full battle alert. Arm all photon torpedoes. Let them charge into their destruction!

Ensign Mendon:
I imagine my methods must seem foolish to you.

Wesley Crusher:
They're... different. But that's what this exchange program is all about. You learn the way we do things and take that information back to your Command. It's up to them to decide which is better.

Ensign Mendon:
You're right. I'll do it your way. I'll work even harder than I did before. And I'll succeed brilliantly!

Ensign Mendon:
Soon we'll get things running perfectly.

[Riker has returned from the Pagh]

Commander William T. Riker:
That might've been one of the shortest assignments in the history of Starfleet.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Wrong, Number One. It was almost the longest. Well done.

Commander William T. Riker:
Thank you. Actually, I learned quite a bit.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[referring to Riker's battered face] Apparently not when to duck.

Commander William T. Riker:
When *not* to duck would be more accurate.

[last lines]

Commander William T. Riker:
You come from a very brave and unique people. I'm glad you're with us on the Enterprise.

Lieutenant Worf:
Thank you, Commander. And... welcome home.

Captain Kargan:
You should have killed me.

Commander William T. Riker:
I don't want your command.

Captain Kargan:
But you tricked me to get it.

Commander William T. Riker:
Either way you can have it back.

Captain Kargan:
...Then return to your station. [Riker glances a Klag and stays where he is. Kargan hits him. Klag checks on Riker] Get him off my ship!

Lt. Klag:
Yes, Captain. [to Riker] You understand the Klingons better than I thought, Commander.

Commander William T. Riker:
Thank you, my friend.

Ensign Mendon:
[Mendon intercepts Picard just as he was about to enter a turbolift] Sir, I'm Ensign Mendon. I just wanted to tell you how pleased I am to be aboard the Enterprise.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[a little distracted] Yes, of course. Nice to have you on board.

Ensign Mendon:
[Picard moves to leave but Mendon isn't finished] If you have a few minutes I've noticed a few procedural items that could speed up operations on the Bridge. I pick things up very quickly.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I'm sure you do Ensign, you have an excellent record. However, on the Enterprise we use the chain of command. You may report your observations to Lt Worf.

Ensign Mendon:
[a little embarrassed] I didn't mean to challenge your authority... I just wanted to impress upon you...

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
No need to apologise, Ensign... we should have explained it better at your indoctrination. [Picard leaves for the turbolift]

Lieutenant Worf:
[Worf, who was listening to the whole conversation with increasing irritation sidles over to Mendon] Ensign Mendon... You may impress me. [Worf returns to the Tactical station, and Mendon looks quite humbled]

[Riker has been accused of killing Dr. Apgar]

Wesley Crusher:
It wasn't the Commander's phaser, it couldn't have been! There's another answer. We're just not seeing it.

[Troi explains to Riker that Manua Apgar hasn't been lying during her account of events]

Commander William T. Riker:
We can't both be telling the truth.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
It is the truth as each of you remembers it.

Commander William T. Riker:
But her version puts a noose around my neck.

[Data is analyzing a painting of Picard]

Lt. Commander Data:
Interesting.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Oh. Thank you. In what way?

Lt. Commander Data:
While suggesting the free treatment of form usually attributed to Fauvism, this quite... inappropriately attempts to juxtapose the disparate cubistic styles of Picasso and L?ger. In addition, the use of color suggests a... haphazard melange of clashing styles. Furthermore, the unsettling overtones of proto-Vulcan influences...

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[strained] Thank you... Mr. Data.

Lt. Commander Data:
You are welcome, sir. If I can be of further assistance...

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
No! Thank you.

[O'Brien has beamed Riker back from the research station]

Chief Miles O'Brien:
Transporter room to bridge. He's aboard.

Commander William T. Riker:
Why do you sound so surprised, Mr. O'Brien?

Chief Miles O'Brien:
Well, for a moment, we weren't sure you left the space station in time.

Commander William T. Riker:
In time for what?

Chief Miles O'Brien:
It just exploded, sir.

[Chief Inspector Krag has demanded from Picard to extradite Riker for trial]

Inspector Krag:
He will be given a chance to prove his innocence.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Investigator, in our system of jurisprudence, a man *is* innocent, until proved guilty.

Inspector Krag:
In ours, he is guilty until he is proved innocent. And you are under *our* jurisdiction.

Manua Apgar:
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.

Commander William T. Riker:
[Manua's version of Riker, as he tries to force himself on her] A princess in a very high tower.

[Worf has hailed a small vessel drifting in space]

Lieutenant Worf:
That's odd...

Commander William T. Riker:
What's odd?

Lieutenant Worf:
We've received a response, but...

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Yes, Mr. Worf?

Lieutenant Worf:
They want you to move over, sir.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Reply that the Enterprise isn't going anywhere, Lieutenant.

Lieutenant Worf:
Not the Enterprise, Captain. *You*.

Rasmussen:
Um, your... prosthesis. What do you... what do you call it again?

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
A VISOR.

Rasmussen:
VISOR, right, a VISOR! You know, I have a picture of you wearing that in my office. How do you like it?

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
It allows me to see. I like it just fine.

Rasmussen:
You know, Homer was blind. And Milton. Bach. Monet. Wonder...

[Rasmussen enters Data's quarters, which are exploding with noise]

Rasmussen:
[shouting] What in God's name is that?

Lt. Commander Data:
Music, Professor.

Rasmussen:
Music?

Lt. Commander Data:
Yes, sir. Mozart's "Jupiter Symphony in C major", Bach's "Brandenburg Concerto No. 3", Beethoven's "Ninth Symphony, 2nd Movement, molto vivace", and "La Donna e Mobile", from Verdi's "Rigoletto".

Rasmussen:
Do you think you could thin it out a bit?

Lt. Commander Data:
Computer, eliminate program one.

[music thins, but Rasmussen shakes his head]

Lt. Commander Data:
Computer, eliminate program two.

[music thins more, but is still too loud]

Lt. Commander Data:
Computer, eliminate program three.

[Rasmussen gestures for him to lower the volume]

Lt. Commander Data:
Computer, half volume.

Rasmussen:
[still shouting] How the...!

[pauses, realizing the volume is low enough]

Rasmussen:
[much quieter] How the hell can you listen to four pieces of music at the same time?

Lt. Commander Data:
Actually, I am capable of distinguishing over one hundred and fifty simultaneous compositions. But in order to analyze the aesthetics, I try to keep it to ten or less.

Rasmussen:
Only four today?

Lt. Commander Data:
I am assisting Commander La Forge with a very complex calculation. It demands a great deal of my concentration.

[Rasmussen has refused to help Picard decide on the right choice to save a people from certain death]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
How can you be comfortable watching people die?

Rasmussen:
Erm, let me... put it to you this way: if I were to tell you that none of those people died, you'd easily conclude that you tried your solution and it succeeded. So, you'd confidently try again. No harm in that. But, what if I were to tell you they all died? What then? Obviously, you'd decide not to make the same mistake twice. Now, what if one of those people grew up...

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Yes, Professor, I know. What if one of those lives I save down there is a child who grows up to be the next Adolf Hitler, or Khan Singh? Every first-year philosophy student has been asked that question since the earliest wormholes were discovered.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
A person's life, their future, hinges on each of a thousand choices. Living is *making* choices! Now, you ask me to believe that if I make a choice other than the one that appears in your history books, then your past will be irrevocably altered. Well... you know, Professor, perhaps I don't give a damn about your past, because your past is my future, and as far as I'm concerned, it hasn't been written yet!

Rasmussen:
So, you've made your choice after all. And without my help.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Oh, on the contrary, Professor. You were quite helpful.

Rasmussen:
How's that?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
By refusing to help me, you left me with the same choice I had to begin with, to try or not to try, to take a risk or to play it safe. And your arguments have reminded me how precious the right to choose is. Because I've never been one to play it safe.

Rasmussen:
Who said these moments were any less exciting when you know the outcome, hm?

Lt. Commander Data:
I know of no one who said that, Professor.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Let's take a look at Mr. Worf's distortion.

[Rasmussen has asked the crew to fill out questionnaires for him]

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
If I hand my assignment in on time, can I get a glimpse into next week's poker game?

Lieutenant Worf:
I hate questionnaires.

[Rasmussen is flirting with Dr. Crusher]

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
[daintily] You're not supposed to be influencing the past, remember? And I am beginning to feel just a little bit influenced. Anyway, I could be your great-great-great-great-grandmother.

Lieutenant Worf:
[responding to an earlier question of Rasmussen] Phasers.

Rasmussen:
Beg your pardon?

Lieutenant Worf:
There were no phasers in the 22nd century.

Rasmussen:
Ah, you see, Doctor? Our Klingon friend is a perfect example of what I was trying to tell you: he views history through the eyes of a hunter, a warrior. His passion lies in the perfection of the tools of violence. How delightfully primitive!

[despite his better judgment, Picard has asked Rasmussen about the best course of action to take in his Penthara IV dilemma]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
There are twenty million lives down there. And you know what happened to them - what *will* happen to them.

Rasmussen:
So, it seems you have another dilemma; one that questions your convictions.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Well, I've never been afraid of reevaluating my convictions, Professor; and now... well, I have twenty million reasons to do so.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Of course, you know of 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! Now, if you are holding on to some... temporal equivalent of that directive, then isn't it possible that... you have an occasion here to make an exception, to... to help me to choose, because it's the right thing to do?

Rasmussen:
But you must see that if I were to influence you, everything in this sector, in this quadrant of the galaxy, could change. History - *my* history - would unfold in a way other than it already has. Now, what possible incentive could anyone offer me to allow that to happen?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[after Rasmussen has been exposed as an impostor] Trying to make *my* history unfold in a way other than it already has, eh, Professor?

Rasmussen:
[laughing sheepishly] This was all a misunderstanding, Picard. Just... let me back in there. We'll forget the whole thing.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Now, what possible incentive could anyone offer me to allow that?

Lt. Commander Data:
I assume your hand print will open this door, whether you are conscious or not.

Rasmussen:
That weapon was working yesterday... [after trying unsuccessfully to use a phaser on Data]

[Rasmussen has been revealed as an inventor from the 22nd century]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I'm sure that there are more than a few legitimate historians at Starfleet, who'll be quite eager to meet a human from your era.

[last lines]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Oh, Professor - welcome to the 24th century.

Captain Beverly Picard:
Do you really think he's moving through time?

[La Forge and Data don't reply, but look very skeptical]

Captain Beverly Picard:
I'm not sure I do either. But he's Jean-Luc Picard, and if he wants to go on one more mission, that's what we're going to do.

[first lines]

Counselor Deanna Troi:
[exiting the holodeck] That was an incredible program!

Lieutenant Worf:
I am glad you approve. I have always found the Black Sea at night to be a most stimulating experience.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Worf - we were walking barefoot on the beach, with balalaika music in the air, ocean breeze washing over us, stars in the sky, a full moon rising - and the most you can say is "stimulating"?

Lieutenant Worf:
It was... *very* stimulating.

Geordi La Forge:
Captain Picard to the bridge! Captain, we've got a problem with the warp core, or the phase inducers - or some other damn thing.

Geordi La Forge:
Hello, Captain. Or should I call you 'Ambassador'?

Picard:
Oh, I haven't been called that for some time either.

Geordi La Forge:
How about 'Mr. Picard'?

Picard:
How about 'Jean-Luc'?

Q:
The trial never ended, Captain. We never reached a verdict. But now we have. You're guilty.

Capt. Picard:
Guilty of what?

Q:
Of being inferior. Seven years ago, I said we'd be watching you, and we have been - hoping that your ape-like race would demonstrate *some* growth, give *some* indication that your minds had room for expansion. But what have we seen instead? You, worrying about Commander Riker's career. Listening to Counselor Troi's pedantic psychobabble. Indulging Data in his witless exploration of humanity.

Capt. Picard:
We've journeyed to countless new worlds. We've contacted new species. We have expanded our understanding of the universe.

Q:
In your own paltry, limited way. You have no *idea* how far you still have to go. But instead of using the last seven years to change and to grow, you have squandered them.

Commander Tomalak:
So, Captain, how long shall we stare at each other across the Neutral Zone?

[Picard makes a proposal to the Romulan commander]

Commander Tomalak:
Has Starfleet Command approved this arrangement?

Capt. Picard:
No.

Commander Tomalak:
I like it already. Agreed.

[Q has given Picard the chance to ask ten yes/no questions]

Capt. Picard:
...Is it part of a Romulan plot, a ploy to start a war?

Q:
No and no.

[crowd jeers]

Q:
*Five* down!

Capt. Picard:
That's only four!

Q:
"Is it a Romulan plot?" "Is it a ploy to start a war?" Those are *separate* questions.

Capt. Picard:
[sighs] Did you create the anomaly?

Q:
No, no, no!

[laughs]

Q:
You're going to be so surprised when you realize where it came from...

Q:
[suddenly menacing] if you ever figure it out.

Capt. Picard:
Are you responsible for my shifting through time?

Q:
I'll answer that question if you promise you won't tell anyone.

Q:
[leans in and whispers] Yes!

Capt. Picard:
Why?

Q:
Sorry! That's not a yes or no question. You forfeit the rest of your questions.

Q:
I believed in you. I thought you had potential. But apparently I was wrong. May whatever god you believe in...

[snorts]

Q:
...have mercy on your soul. This court stands adjourned.

Admiral William T. Riker:
All right, let's get out of here.

Picard:
No, Will, we can't! We have to save humanity!

[Picard is reading his orders to take command of the Enterprise, during which he is distracted several times by visions of Q's laughing and jeering minions from "Encounter at Farpoint"]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
"To Captain Jean-Luc Picard, stardate 41148... You are hereby requested and required to take command... to take command of the USS Enterprise as of this date. Signed, Rear Admiral Norah Satie, Starfleet Command."

[the visions get the better of Picard]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Red alert! All crew to battle stations!

Lt. Tasha Yar:
You heard him! Move!

Q:
You're not alone, you know. What you were, and what you are to become, will always be with you.

Capt. Picard:
We are what we are, and we're doing the best we can. It is not for you to set the standards by which we should be judged!

Q:
Oh, but it is, and we have. Time may be eternal, Captain, but our patience is not. It's time to put an end to your trek through the stars, make room for other more worthy species.

Capt. Picard:
You're going to deny us travel through space?

Q:
[laughs] No! You obtuse piece of flotsam! You're to be denied *existence*. Humanity's fate has been sealed. You will be destroyed.

Q:
You see this? This is you. I'm serious! Right here, life is about to form on this planet for the very first time. A group of amino acids are about to combine to form the first protein - the building blocks...

[chuckles]

Q:
...of what you call "life". Strange, isn't it? Everything you know, your entire civilization, it all begins right here in this little pond of goo. Appropriate somehow, isn't it? Too bad you didn't bring your microscope; it's really quite fascinating. Oh, look! There they go. The amino acids are moving closer and closer, and closer. Ooh! Nothing happened. See what you've done?

Picard:
It's like the chicken and the egg, Will, the chicken and the egg! We-we think it started in the past, but it didn't. It started right here, in the future! That's why it's getting larger in the past.

Data:
I think I know what the Captain is talking about. If I'm not mistaken, he's describing a paradox.

Picard:
Yes, right, that's it!

[Worf has denied the Pasteur to cross the border into Klingon space, referring to "regulations"]

Picard:
Well, I know that I am an old man and I am out of touch. But the Worf that I remember was more concerned with things like honor and loyalty than rules and regulations. But that was a long time ago, and maybe you're not the Worf I once knew.

[Worf curses in Klingon]

Worf:
You have always used your knowledge of Klingon honor and tradition to get what you want from me.

Picard:
Because it always works, Worf! Your problem is that you really *do* have a sense of honor, and you really *do* care about trust and loyalty. Don't blame me for knowing you so well.

Q:
[to Picard, after the other ships explode] Two down, one to go.

Picard:
Q? What is going on here? Where is the anomaly?

Q:
[pretendind to be deaf] Where is your mommy? Well, I don't know.

Captain Beverly Picard:
Jean-Luc, crossing into Klingon territory, it's absurd. But then I never could say "no" to you.

Picard:
Oh, so that's why you married me.

Capt. Picard:
I prefer to look on the future as something which is not written in stone. A lot of things can happen in 25 years.

[Crusher kisses him]

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
A lot of things can happen...

Ensign Chilton:
Captain Picard?

Picard, Captain Beverly Picard:
[simultaneously] Yes?

Captain Beverly Picard:
I've prepared quarters for you on deck 5. You might want to get some rest.

Picard:
No, I'm fine. I don't need rest.

Captain Beverly Picard:
Nell, please escort the Ambassador to his quarters.

Picard:
Look, you're treating me as if I am an invalid. But I do have a few years left in me yet. I do not want to be led around, and I do not want to be patronized!

Captain Beverly Picard:
You're right. I'm sorry.

Picard:
Now I'll go and get some rest.

Picard:
Beverly, I cannot believe that you are not willing to stay here until we...

Captain Beverly Picard:
[interrupting] Don't you ever question my orders on the bridge of my ship again!

Picard:
Damn it, I was just trying to... Look, there are larger concerns here. What you don't understand is...

Captain Beverly Picard:
[interrupting] I understand that you would never have tolerated that kind of behavior back on the Enterprise, and I won't here. I don't care if you're my ex-captain *or* my ex-husband!

Q:
The Continuum didn't think you had it in you, Jean-Luc. But I knew you did.

Capt. Picard:
Are you saying that it worked? We collapsed the anomaly?

Q:
Is that all this meant to you? Just another spatial anomaly, just another day at the office?

Capt. Picard:
Did it work?

Q:
Well, you're here, aren't you? You're talking to me, aren't you?

Capt. Picard:
What about my crew?

Q:
[scoffs] The anomaly, my ship, my crew; I suppose you're worried about your fish, too. If it puts your mind at ease - you've saved humanity, once again.

[Crusher's last line of the series]

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
You know, I was thinking about what the Captain told us all about the future. About how we all changed and drifted apart. Why would he want to tell us what's to come?

[La Forge's last line of the series]

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
Sure goes against everything we've always heard about not polluting the timeline, doesn't it?

[Worf's last line of the series]

Lieutenant Worf:
Agreed.

[Riker's last line of the series]

Commander William T. Riker:
Of course! Have a seat.

[Data's last line of the series]

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
Would you care to deal, sir?

[Troi's last line of the series]

Counselor Deanna Troi:
You were always welcome.

Lieutenant Worf:
[in a poker round] Four hands in a row. How does he do it?

Commander William T. Riker:
I cheat.

[Data looks up, suspicious]

Commander William T. Riker:
I'm kidding!

Lt. Tasha Yar:
Captain, so far we've obeyed every order, no matter how far-fetched it might have seemed. But if we're to risk the safety of the ship and crew, I think we have to ask you for an explanation.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I understand your concerns, Lieutenant; and I know that if I were in your position, I would be doing the same thing - looking for answers. But you're not gonna find any, because I don't have any to give you. I know it is difficult for you to understand, but we have to take the ship into the very center of the phenomenon and create a static warp shell. Now, this will put the ship at risk. Quite frankly, we may not survive. But I want you to believe that I am doing this for a greater purpose, and that what is at stake here is more than any of you can possibly imagine. I know you have your doubts about me, about each other, about this ship. All I can say is that although we have only been together for a short time, I know that you are the finest crew in the fleet. And I would trust each of you with my life. So, I am asking you for a leap of faith - and to trust me.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[in the past timeline] Tea, Earl Grey, hot.

Enterprise Computer:
That beverage has not been programmed into the replication system.

Jessel:
[in the future timeline] How'd you like your tea?

Picard:
Tea? Earl Grey, hot.

Jessel:
Course it's hot! What d'you want in it?

Picard:
Nothing.

Jessel:
[to La Forge] If you're really his friend, you'll get him to take that gray out of his 'air.

Data:
Jessel...

Jessel:
Looks like a bloody skunk!

O'Brien:
We have to realign the entire power grid. We'll all be burning the midnight oil on this one.

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
[passing] That would be inadvisable.

O'Brien:
Excuse me?

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
If you attempt to ignite a petroleum product on this ship at 0000 hours, you will activate the fire suppression system, which would seal off this entire compartment.

O'Brien:
That was just an expression.

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
Expression of what?

O'Brien:
A figure of speech. I was trying to tell him that we'd be working late.

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
Ah. Then 'to burn the midnight oil' implies late work?

O'Brien:
Yeah, that's right.

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
Hm. I am curious. What is the etymology of that idiom?

O'Brien:
Hm?

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
How did it come to be used in contemporary language?

O'Brien:
I-I don't know, sir.

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
It appears we will be required to ignite the midnight petroleum, sir. [Data's version of 'burning the midnight oil']

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
Personally, I think you just enjoy waking everybody up in the middle of the night.

Capt. Picard:
Actually, I really like running around the ship in my bare feet.

[Picard has called for Q]

Lieutenant JG Worf:
What is a 'Q'?

Lt. Tasha Yar:
It's a letter of the alphabet, as far as I know.

Capt. Picard:
[of Q] He's always had a certain fascination with humanity, with myself in particular. I think he has more than a passing interest in what happens to me.

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
That is true. Q's interest in you has always been very similar to that of a master and his beloved pet.

Capt. Picard:
Mr. Data, you are a clever man - in any time period.

Picard:
This is not my time. I don't belong here.

Geordi La Forge:
What?

Picard:
I was somewhere else a few moments ago.

Geordi La Forge:
What do you mean? You've... you've been right here with me.

Picard:
No, no, no! I was somewhere else. I was... It was a long time ago, there was someone talking. I was t... I w... I-I... I was talking to someone. Beverly. I was talking to Beverly!

Geordi La Forge:
It's okay, Captain. Everything's gonna be all right.

Picard:
I'm not senile, you know. This did happen! I-I... I was here, I was talking to you, and then... and then I was somewhere else. I was, er... I was on the Enterprise. I was back on the Enterprise. At least I... I think that's where it was. I was in sickbay! I, er... Well, it-it might, it might have been a hospital...

Geordi La Forge:
Captain, I think we should go back to the house and call your doctor.

Picard:
Yes, yes, I know what you're thinking; "It's the Irumodic Syndrome. He's beginning to lose his mind, the old man." Well, it's not that! And I'm not daydreaming either!

Picard:
Data, find the USS Pasteur. I... I have some pull with the Captain. At least, I used to have.

Captain Beverly Picard:
I'll stay here six hours longer, and then we're heading home... I want you to remember - if it were anyone else but you, we wouldn't even be here.

Capt. Picard:
We demonstrated to you that mankind had become peaceful and benevolent. You agreed and you let us go on our way. Now why am I standing here again?

Q:
Oh, you'd like me to connect the dots for you, lead you from A to B to C, so that your puny mind could comprehend? How boring.

Picard:
Now tell me one thing: this anomaly we're looking for - will that destroy humanity?

Q:
You're forgetting, Jean-Luc - *you* destroy humanity.

Admiral William T. Riker:
[about his relationship with Troi] I didn't want to admit that it was over. I always thought that we would get together again. And then she was gone. You think you have all the time in the world, until... Yeah...

Capt. Picard:
[after learning that he successfully collapsed the anomaly] Thank you.

Q:
[curious] For what?

Capt. Picard:
You had a hand in helping me get out of this.

Q:
I was the one that got you into it. A directive from the Continuum. The part about the helping hand, though... was my idea.

Capt. Picard:
I sincerely hope that this is the last time that I find myself here.

Q:
You just don't get it, do you, Jean-Luc? The trial never ends. We wanted to see if you had the ability to expand your mind and your horizons. And for one brief moment, you did.

Capt. Picard:
When I realized the paradox.

Q:
Exactly. For that one fraction of a second, you were open to options you had never considered. *That* is the exploration that awaits you. Not mapping stars and studying nebulae, but charting the unknown possibilities of existence.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
Look, I don't know whether you've slept in the past or in the future. But I'm sure you haven't slept in the present. Now, get some rest, or I'll have you relieved and sedated.

Capt. Picard:
Yes, sir.

Captain Beverly Picard:
[offering Picard her captain's chair] Once more, for old times' sake?

[Picard sits down in the chair]

Picard:
Engage.

Q:
Goodbye, Jean-Luc. I'm gonna miss you. You had such potential. But then again, all good things must come to an end.

[Q's last line of the series]

Q:
In any case, I'll be watching. And if you're very lucky, I'll drop by to say hello from time to time. See you... out there!

Picard:
Well, time has been good to you.

Geordi La Forge:
[patting his stomach] A little too good, in some places.

Capt. Picard:
The last time that I stood here was seven years ago.

Q:
Seven years ago! How little do you mortals understand time. Must you be so linear, Jean-Luc?

Capt. Picard:
You accused me of being the representative of a... a barbarous species.

Q:
I believe my exact words were "a dangerous, savage child-race."

[last line of the series]

Capt. Picard:
So, five-card stud, nothing wild. And the sky's the limit.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[Riker has just learned that Troi and Worf have begun a relationship] Will, this time-shifting, when it happens, I experience a momentary disorientation. If that should happen during a crisis, Will, I want you to take command immediately. [Riker, glaring into space, is clearly not listening] Number One?

Commander William T. Riker:
[coming to himself] I'm sorry. Be prepared to take command, aye, sir.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Speaking of disorientation, are *you* all right?

Commander William T. Riker:
I'm just a little distracted. I'm fine.

Commander William T. Riker:
What is our mission?

False Captain Picard:
I'm under no obligation to tell you that.

Commander William T. Riker:
If you don't, you force me to take command of this vessel.

False Captain Picard:
On what grounds?

Commander William T. Riker:
You are endangering this ship for no reason.

False Captain Picard:
No reason *you're* aware of.

Commander William T. Riker:
That's not good enough. Your behavior has been erratic.

False Captain Picard:
Erratic enough to justify mutiny? Do you honestly believe you have sufficient evidence to convince a board of inquiry?

Commander William T. Riker:
No, I don't. But I can't let you risk the lives of this crew.

Kova Tholl:
It's well known that my species possesses superior intelligence, and, uh, I am considered among the brightest of my people.

Mitena Haro:
And the least modest.

[Esoqq picks up a food disc]

Esoqq:
What is this?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Food.

Esoqq:
The *only* food?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
It would seem so.

[Esoqq tastes the disc, then throws it away]

Esoqq:
POISON!

Kova Tholl:
Does this mean there's nothing here for you to eat?

[Esoqq examines Kova Tholl intently]

Esoqq:
You!

Esoqq:
My given name is Esoqq. It means 'Fighter'.

Kova Tholl:
I'll bet half the names in the Chalnoth language mean 'Fighter'.

Esoqq:
Mizarians. Your names all mean 'Surrender'!

Kova Tholl:
We are a peaceful race. A race of thinkers.

Esoqq:
A race of cowards.

Kova Tholl:
My race has no enemies.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
None? In the last three hundred years of Mizarian history, your planet has been conquered six times!

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Well. I think this charade has gone far enough.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[to Haro] Don't you?

Mitena Haro:
I don't understand.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Oh yes, you do. This isn't a holding cell. It's a laboratory maze, a carefully structured test. It's an experiment to see how well we react under pressure.

Esoqq:
How do you know?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
It's the only explanation. Look at the four of us. We do have something in common: we all react differently to authority.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[to Tholl] You, the collaborator, defer to whoever has control.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[to Esoqq] You, the anarchist, reject authority in any form. I, a Starfleet captain, trained to command.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[to Haro] And you, a Starfleet cadet, sworn to obey a superior officer's authority. - Our captors have placed us here, and have devised obstacles for us to overcome. They give us food, which Esoqq can't eat, to make him a threat. They give us a door we can't open - until the four of us cooperate. And each time we succeed, they deal us reverses, to set us against each other again,

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[to Haro] while *you*... observe our reactions.

Mitena Haro:
Sir, I've been trying to help...

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I found it unlikely that a first-year cadet would know of the Enterprise's visit to Mintaka III, so I tested you. Starfleet has classified the Cor Caroli V plague a secret. No cadet would have knowledge of that incident.

Mitena Haro:
[whispering] Captain...

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
So, you may as well drop this pretense. I'm not playing any further. I'm quitting this game! As far as I am concerned, this experiment is over!

Mitena Haro:
You are correct, Captain Picard.

Alien #1:
[after being trapped in a force field] Captain, our species cannot bear captivity!

Alien #2:
We were merely... curious, we meant no harm.

Alien #1:
We did not, after all, injure you in any way.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Imprisonment is an injury, regardless of how you justify it.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
[on his success at poker] Lady Luck left me long ago.

[Picard has returned to the Enterprise and his double been unmasked]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
The replica was convincing?

Commander William T. Riker:
Very convincing, but... not perfect.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Not perfect in what way?

Commander William T. Riker:
Well, sir - I find it hard to believe that you're that good a singer.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Singer?

[Riker smirks]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I look forward to reading your report, Commander - at least, I think I do.

Esoqq:
The sound of your voice is beginning to anger me!

Lieutenant Worf:
I think I may sneeze.

Lieutenant Geordi La Forge:
A Klingon sneeze?

Lieutenant Worf:
Only kind I know.

Lt. Commander Data:
Angel One has evolved into a constitutional oligarchy. It is governed by a parliamentary body consisting of six elected mistresses and headed by a female they refer to as 'The Elected One'.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
It sounds like my own planet.

Commander William T. Riker:
To travel the distance we did in two days at warp 1, would have taken the Odin escape pod five months.

Lt. Commander Data:
5 months, 6 days, 11 hours, 2 minutes...

Commander William T. Riker:
Thank you, Data.

Lt. Commander Data:
...and 57 seconds.

Lieutenant Worf:
Engineering reports computer ma... a... ATCHOO! I'm sorry - I'm getting sick.

Lieutenant Geordi La Forge:
I'm sure half the ship knows that by now.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I've an away team down there, in less than friendly territory, and in addition, I have an appointment with several Romulan battlecruis...

[gasping and steadying himself, exhausted]

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
You have an appointment in your cabin, Captain, with your bed!

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Is that an order, Doctor?

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
Yes!

Lieutenant Geordi La Forge:
[having the command of the ship] Make it so.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
This virus mutates every twenty minutes! But we haven't had any fatalities - yet.

Lieutenant Geordi La Forge:
If this continues, there'll be no one left to run the ship.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
If this continues, Lieutenant La Forge, nobody will be healthy enough to care.

Commander William T. Riker:
Mr. Data will need access to your library.

Beata:
Our library is far too sophisticated for a man to comprehend.

Lt. Commander Data:
I am an android, Mistress. Though anatomically, I am a male.

Beata:
An amusing notion.

[Beata is trying to seduce Riker, who is slightly resisting]

Commander William T. Riker:
It's not my function to seduce or be seduced by the leader of another world.

Beata:
It's not the reason.

Commander William T. Riker:
No, it's not. But will you still respect me in the morning?

Beata:
I hope so.

[the away team has found the survivors of the Odin, but is greeted with some reservation]

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Seven years on an alien planet, and I sense no anticipation, no excitement at being rescued?

Ramsey:
What is it that you think that you're rescuing me from? My shipmates and I have all taken wives, a few even have children. You can't rescue a man from a place that he calls his home.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
What is that smell?

Lieutenant Worf:
Hm, yes - slightly reminiscent of night-blooming throgni, Captain. From home. Quite stimulating, wouldn't you say?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
No!

[Dr. Crusher enters Picard's quarters with a thermos bottle and fills a cup from it]

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
It looks horrible. Tastes worse. But it's absolutely guaranteed to make you feel better.

[she forces a reluctant Picard to drink]

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
I knew you'd like it!

Trent:
Mistress Beata invites you to witness this morning's reaffirmation of Angel One's moral imperative.

Lieutenant Tasha Yar:
Is that the civilized word for 'murder' on this world?

Commander William T. Riker:
[on Data's warning of breaking Starfleet rules by saving Ramsey's group] I'd rather face a court martial than live with the guilt of leaving these people to their deaths.

Commander William T. Riker:
Martyrs cannot be silenced.

Commander William T. Riker:
No power in the universe can hope to stop the force of evolution.

Beata:
We may not be able to stop evolution. But perhaps we can reduce it to a slow crawl.

Lieutenant Geordi La Forge:
Ever feel like you're not really wanted?

Commander William T. Riker:
Commander Riker to the Enterprise.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
[over comm] This is the Enterprise, Crusher here.

Lieutenant Tasha Yar:
Must be worse up there than we thought.

[last lines]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[hoarsely, still recovering from the virus] Mr. Data, set course for the Neutral Zone, warp 6.

Lt. Commander Data:
Coordinates set, warp 6, on your mark, sir.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[croaks, almost inaudibly] Engage.

Lt. Commander Data:
...Sir?

[Picard looks pleadingly at Riker]

Commander William T. Riker:
Engage!

[Aquiel is upset when La Forge admits that he has read through her personal logs]

Lt. Aquiel Uhnari:
I'm sorry. It's...just that I tell my sister things I wouldn't tell anyone else. I guess I was feeling a little...exposed.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
I'd feel the same way.

Lt. Aquiel Uhnari:
Especially if I had seen you in that wig!

Commander William T. Riker:
I think it would be best if you weren't so personally involved with Aquiel right now; there's a lot about her we don't know.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
And there's a lot about her that I do know. And if she's innocent I want to help her prove it.

Commander William T. Riker:
I think you've let your personal feelings cloud your judgement.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
I'm not the one making judgements.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Lieutenant Uhnari's logs reported that Commander Morag had been harassing the station.

Governor Torak:
He was doing his job.

[Aquiel's dog has chewed up La Forge's shoes]

Lt. Aquiel Uhnari:
Maura, shame on you! That's not like you. What a naughty dog!

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
It's all right, don't worry about it. At least she's chewing them up in pairs.

[in a personal letter to her sister, Aquiel is talking about the threat from a Klingon]

Lt. Aquiel Uhnari:
I don't... think there'll be any trouble. It just... brings up those feelings of... panic, of wanting to run, wanting to get away from danger. Shianna, I couldn't say this to anyone but you. But the panic... It's the same thing I used to feel whenever Father got angry. When I knew he was going to punish me. Only now, I'm out here in space - and there's nowhere to run.

[La Forge has questioned Aquiel about her insubordinate conduct toward Lt. Rocha, who is presumed killed]

Lt. Aquiel Uhnari:
Keith Rocha was obnoxious from the minute he reported to duty. He treated me as though I was beneath contempt. I felt like I had to battle him, to hold my own. But I didn't want to see him dead.

Lt. Aquiel Uhnari:
Think of me.

Governor Torak:
Are you saying we attacked your outpost?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I'm merely saying that I'm following up on evidence that my officers discovered on board.

Governor Torak:
"Evidence". So you *are* making an accusation! The Klingon Empire will not stand for these kinds of lies!

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Governor Torak, I apologize. I can see that you honestly didn't know what happened aboard the station. I will just have to take this matter up with Gowron. I'm really sorry that we bothered you.

Governor Torak:
Gowron won't bother with such a minor incident!

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Well, ordinarily, he wouldn't, but of course, I was his Arbiter of Succession. I'm sure that he will be happy to come here and investigate this matter. You needn't worry about it any longer.

Governor Torak:
Gowron will come here?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Oh, yes. So once again, thank you for your help. Oh, I will be sure to mention your name to Gowron when I speak to him.

Governor Torak:
I will investigate this further, Picard. You need not bother Gowron with this matter.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
That's very kind. Kaplah!

Governor Torak:
Kaplah!

Commander William T. Riker:
Now - the matter of our missing officers.

Lorin:
They're still charged with spying, Commander. I have heard nothing here which would alter that.

Commander William T. Riker:
Then maybe you should consider this: if anything happens to them, Starfleet is going to want a full investigation. Which means more starships will be coming to Kesprytt, and those ships are going to want answers, which puts your country under a very large and very uncomfortable microscope. Remember how unhappy you were when we contacted just one of your people without authorization? Well, just think what it'd be like: ten starships asking questions, contacting hundreds of your people, massive sensor sweeps. They may even start sending down away teams, all because *you* wouldn't help me find my missing officers.

[Riker tells Mauric and Lorin that Kes's application for Federation membership will be denied]

Mauric:
We still plan to apply for membership, Commander! We will go directly to the Federation Council, they will listen to us!

Commander William T. Riker:
They will also listen to the reports of the Captain of the Enterprise and his First Officer! And I can tell you right now the First Officer's report will go something like this: "Kesprytt, a deeply troubled world with social, political, and military problems they have yet to resolve. The Kes, while a friendly and democratic people, are driven by suspicion, deviousness, and paranoia. It is the opinion of this officer they are not ready for membership."

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
One of us is hungry.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
That would be me.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Do you mind thinking of something else? You're making *me* hungry.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
What do you want me to think about?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Something other than a large bowl of vegetable soup.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
My grandmother used to make it, with peas, carrots and...

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Beverly!

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
I think our link is getting stronger.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Maybe if we put some distance between us, that might weaken it - not that I'm growing tired of hearing your most intimate thoughts!

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I am not being unreasonable!

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
I didn't say that you were. I may have thought it, but there's a difference.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Isn't it astonishing though how much clutter there is in the consciousness?

[Crusher is trying to figure out the path to take]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[checking the map] This way. [moves on]

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
You don't really know, do you?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
What?

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
I mean, you're acting like you know exactly which way to go, but you're only guessing. Do you do this all the time?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
No, but there... are times when it is necessary for a captain to give the appearance of confidence.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
You know, last night I couldn't sleep.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Oh?

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
I was awake for several hours, and thanks to the implants, I got to hear some very interesting dreams of yours.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
A man cannot be held responsible for what his mind does while he's asleep.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
What about when he's awake?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Now that we know how... each of us feels, perhaps we should not be afraid to explore those feelings.

[Beverly kisses him on the cheek]

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
Or perhaps we should be afraid.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
That is not funny!

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I wanted to see if you were still listening.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
I'm... I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I just couldn't resist.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I'm beginning to realize that you always seem to have some... acerbic remark on the tip of your tongue.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
Well, at least I've trained myself not to *say* it anymore.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
Worf... I don't see how you can eat that stuff. It tastes like... liquid polymer.

Lieutenant Worf:
Delicious!

Lt. Commander Data:
[entered Picard's ready room] I am sorry to disturb you, sir.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Oh, not at all. I'm here studying the intricacies of Bajoran aqueduct management. I would welcome a little interruption.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[on Data's vision] I am curious, Mr. Data, why are you looking at all these other cultures?

Lt. Commander Data:
The interpretation of visions and other metaphysical experiences are almost always culturally derived. And I have no culture of my own.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Yes, you do. You're a culture of one. Which is no less valid than a culture of one billion.

Dr. Julian Bashir:
[to Data] I must admit, Commander, I didn't think you'd be so... personable.

[Doctor Bashir has commented on Data's more "human" attributes]

Lt. Commander Data:
Most people are interested in my extraordinary abilities - how fast I can compute, my memory capacity, how long I will live. No one has ever asked me if my hair will grow, or noticed that I can breathe.

Dr. Julian Bashir:
Well, your creator went to a lot of trouble to make you seem human. I find that fascinating.

[during a shutdown, Data has experienced some kind of vision]

Dr. Julian Bashir:
Maybe you had a dream, or a hallucination.

Lt. Commander Data:
I am not capable of either of those functions.

Dr. Julian Bashir:
Yet you can't account for what happened today, can you?

Lt. Commander Data:
At present, I cannot.

Dr. Julian Bashir:
Well, maybe you should approach this from a more human standpoint. You're right that machines can't have hallucinations. But then again - most machines can't grow hair.

Lt. Commander Data:
I do not understand.

Dr. Noonien Soong:
You're not supposed to. No man should know where his dreams come from. It spoils the mystery - the fun.

Dr. Noonien Soong:
I wasn't sure you'd ever develop the cognitive abilities to make it this far. But if you're here, if you can see me... you've crossed over the threshold from being a collection of circuits and subprocessors, and have started a wonderful journey.

Lt. Commander Data:
What type of journey?

Dr. Noonien Soong:
Think of it... think of it as an empty sky.

Lt. Commander Data:
I do not understand.

Dr. Noonien Soong:
Sshhh. Just dream, Data. Dream.

[long pause]

Dr. Noonien Soong:
Data... *you* are the bird.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Explore this image, Data. Let it... excite your imagination, focus on it. See where it leads you. Let it inspire you.

Lieutenant Worf:
[to Data, but really more to himself] In the Klingon MajQa ritual, there is nothing more important than receiving a revelation about your father. Your father is a part of you. Always. Learning about him teaches you about yourself. That is why no matter... where he is or what he has done... you must find him!

Lt. Commander Data:
I have created 23 individual illustrations in the past six hours, 27 minutes. I believe you could say... I have been inspired.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
I'll say.

Dr. Julian Bashir:
Remarkable. You know, this is just the kind of thing that might get me published in the Starfleet Cybernetics Journal. Would you mind if I authored a paper on all this?

Lt. Commander Data:
Of course not.

Dr. Julian Bashir:
Thank you, Data. And... sweet dreams.

[Troi walks in on Worf who has just smashed his glass table during an agitated mok'bara exercise]

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Did the table do something wrong?

Lieutenant Worf:
No.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
I'm glad you weren't that hard on Ensign Lopez.

Lieutenant Worf:
He made a mistake. The duty roster was inaccurate.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Would you like to talk about what's bothering you, or would you like to break some more furniture?

L'Kor:
You should not have come here, Worf.

Lieutenant Worf:
I do not understand.

L'Kor:
You should not have come.

[last lines]

L'Kor:
[to Worf] We are not leaving here... and neither are you.

L'Kor:
Why did you come here Worf? If you had found your father, you would have found... only dishonor.

Lieutenant Worf:
If he had been captured, as you were, if I had found him here - I would be glad to see him. There is no room in my heart for shame.

L'Kor:
I can only hope that if *my* son came here - he would be Klingon enough to kill me.

Lieutenant Worf:
You robbed the Klingons of who they were. You dishonored them.

Tokath:
By not slitting their throats when we found them unconscious?

Lieutenant Worf:
I do not expect you to understand. You are a Romulan.

Tokath:
When I informed the High Command that the Klingons wanted to remain here, I was told that unless I stayed to oversee them myself, they would be killed. My decision ended my military career.

Lieutenant Worf:
Why did you do it?

Tokath:
I don't expect you to understand. You're a Klingon.

Tokath:
Well, Worf - you've had quite an effect on the young people.

Lieutenant Worf:
I have done nothing more than show them who they are.

Tokath:
No. You have shown them what you want them to be.

[Worf and Toq are on the hunt]

Toq:
I can feel my heart pounding!

Lieutenant Worf:
Yes. This is the moment where life and death meet. This is what we are - warriors.

Toq:
I was never taught that.

Lieutenant Worf:
There is much you were never taught.

Tokath:
We've put aside the old hatreds. Here, Romulans and Klingons live in peace. I won't allow you to destroy what we have.

Lieutenant Worf:
Do not deceive yourself. These people are not happy here. I see the sadness in their eyes.

Tokath:
That's not what I see when I look in my wife's eyes. I married a Klingon. So you see, when I warn you not to disrupt our lives here, I'm not speaking just as a jailor; but as a man protecting his family.

L'Kor:
We lost our honor when we were captured. It does not matter what happens to us.

Gi'ral:
All that matters is that our families are not dishonored.

Lieutenant Worf:
Are you afraid to die while escaping?

L'Kor:
We are dead, Worf. We died at Khitomer.

L'Kor:
In time, you will grow accustomed to life here.

Lieutenant Worf:
Never.

Toq:
Today I learned the ritual hunt. But that is not all I learned. I discovered that warrior's blood runs through my veins. I do not know how, or why; but we have forgotten ourselves. Our stories are not told, our songs are not sung! Tonight, as we came home, we sang a song of victory - a song known only to me as a lullaby. But it is a warrior's song: "Bak'ta tu mo" - Fire streaks the heavens! "So-ja du wo" - Battle has begun!

Lieutenant Worf:
I would not have thought it possible... to love a Romulan.

Lieutenant Worf:
If there were a way, I would take you away with me.

Ba'el:
If there is anything that I've learned from you, from your reaction to me, it's that I have no place out there. Other Klingons will not accept me for what I am.

Lieutenant Worf:
And if I stay here, these Klingons will not accept me for what I am.

Lieutenant Worf:
And what about Toq? I saw what happened to him when he caught the scent of his prey on the wind. For the first time in his life, he felt powerful, and that is what he has been denied living here, and that is what you have tried to take away from him. Now, you may be content to sit here in the jungle and wither to old age. But Toq and the others have tasted what it is to feel truly alive, and they will not give that up now!

Tokath:
Enough of this. We could talk all night and not convince each other. I offer you a choice: live with us, as one of us...

Lieutenant Worf:
Or?

Tokath:
Or I will have you... put to death.

Lieutenant Worf:
Then that is what you will have to do.

Tokath:
I know that there are those among you who may question what I'm about to do. And you would not be wrong to do so. I have questioned myself; I have spent the night considering my decision, challenging myself to justify whether it *is* right. And I have reached the conclusion that it is absolutely necessary... to put this man to death. What we have built together would be destroyed by this man. And I cannot allow that to happen.

Tokath:
[to Worf] I give you one last chance to accept our way of life.

Lieutenant Worf:
Those are eloquent words, Tokath. But the truth is, I am being executed because I've brought something dangerous to your young people: knowledge.

[Ba'el tries to help Worf escape, which he refuses]

Ba'el:
They will kill you!

Lieutenant Worf:
Yes. But they will not defeat me.

Lieutenant Worf:
The young people will see what it is to die - as a Klingon.

Toq:
If you kill him... you will have to kill me.

Gi'ral:
[to Tokath] Long ago, when your captives asked to stay here, our hope was to avoid dishonoring our children on the homeworld. But perhaps over the years, we... lost sight of our children that we raised *here*. This is our prison. It should not be theirs.

Lieutenant Worf:
[to the young Klingons] Years ago, your parents made a great sacrifice for the sake of their families. Today, they do so again. For that, we must honor them. You must promise them never to reveal their secret. No one must know of this place.

[last lines]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
You found what you were looking for, Mr. Worf?

Lieutenant Worf:
No, sir. There was no prison camp. Those young people are survivors of a vessel that crashed in the Carraya system four years ago. No one survived Khitomer.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[truthfully] I understand.

Ba'el:
Worf - you never answered my question. Did Kahless ever find his father's sword?

Lieutenant Worf:
Yes. He found it.

Ba'el:
The stories that you tell - are they true?

Lieutenant Worf:
I have studied them all of my life and find new truths in them, every time.

Ba'el:
This Kahless - did he ever... take a mate?

Lieutenant Worf:
That is another story.

DaiMon Bok:
You thought you could hide him from me, didn't you? But I found out about him. Jason Vigo is as good as dead. I'm going to kill your son, Picard, just like you killed mine!

DaiMon Bok:
I demand that you repay me for my loss!

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
You cannot put a price on a life.

DaiMon Bok:
Oh, but you can, Picard. You can pay me with *your* son's life.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
No.

DaiMon Bok:
You don't have any choice! I insist on being paid.

Jason Vigo:
On Camor, something has value if you can eat it or sell it. Everything else is luxury.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I like climbing. There's something about... actually having your fate in your own hands.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Like it or not, I'm your father. I don't know what that means. I know it means something. There is some... connection.

Jason Vigo:
Yeah...

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
But one thing is clear: you'll never look at you hairline again in the same way.

Jason Vigo:
[on Bok's intention to kill him] I'll be all right. People have wanted to kill me before.

Lt. Commander Data:
[decoding a message in B'Zal] The message reads: "My revenge is at hand".

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Look, Jason. I just want to talk to you because I'm the ship's counselor. If you don't want to talk to me that way, then I should leave. You're welcome to make an appointment in my office whenever you're ready.

Jason Vigo:
[smiles knowingly] I'll do just that.

Lt. Commander Data:
[about Jason] He was charged three times for petty theft, twice for disorderly conduct. He was also charged several dozen times for trespassing.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
How is all this related?

Lt. Commander Data:
The charges were related to his climbing activities.

Jason Vigo:
Let me tell you something that I've never told anyone before. I've been into a lot of trouble since I was a teenager. I lie, I steal, I use people. I'm a criminal, that's what your son is.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[of the Promellian battle cruiser] It is exactly as they left it, Number One - 'in the bottle'.

[Data and Worf, like Riker earlier, look at him rather blankly]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
The ship in the bottle... Oh, good Lord, didn't anybody here build ships in bottles when they were boys?

Lieutenant Worf:
I did not play with toys.

Lt. Commander Data:
I was never a boy.

Chief Miles O'Brien:
I did, sir.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[pleased] Thank you, Mr. O'Brien.

Chief Miles O'Brien:
[to a doubtful looking Riker] I did! I really did! Ships in bottles? Was great fun!

[Data and Wesley are playing chess in Ten Forward when La Forge enters, rather downcast]

Wesley Crusher:
Uh oh...

Lt. Commander Data:
I beg your pardon, Wesley?

Wesley Crusher:
Geordi had that big date with Christy tonight. He spent days putting together the perfect program. Looks like it ended kinda early.

Lt. Commander Data:
Uh oh...

[La Forge inquires Guinan on her views about men]

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
As a woman, what's the first thing you look at?

Guinan:
His head.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
His mind, of course.

Guinan:
No - his head. I'm attracted to bald men.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
Seriously?

Guinan:
Seriously.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
Why?

Guinan:
Maybe because a bald man was kind to me once, when I was hurting. Took care of me.

[arguably alluding to the events in 'Time's Arrow']

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
I just don't get it, Guinan. I can field-strip a fusion reactor; I can realign a power transfer tunnel. Why can't I make anything work with a woman like Christy? It's like... I don't know what to do. I don't know what to say.

Guinan:
You're doing fine with me.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
You're different.

Guinan:
No, *you're* different.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
But I'm not trying now.

Guinan:
That's my point.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
[after being denied access to Leah Brahms's personal files] Great! Another woman who won't get personal with me on the holodeck.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
You know, Number One, you missed something not playing with model ships. They were the source of imaginary voyages, each holding a treasure of adventures. Manning the earliest spacecraft, flying an aeroplane, with only one propeller to keep you in the sky. Can you imagine that?

[sighs]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Now the machines are flying us.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Is it possible... we've fallen into the same snare that killed them? A thousand-year-old booby trap?

Commander William T. Riker:
If we resist, we die. If we don't resist... we die.

Dr. Leah Brahms:
I am not used to having people question my judgment.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
And I'm not used to dying.

Commander William T. Riker:
Computers have always impressed me with their ability to take orders. I'm not nearly as convinced of their ability to creatively give them.

[La Forge has suggested an alternative way to get out of the energy trap instead of letting the computer fly the ship]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Have you analyzed the risk factor?

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
The numbers say it's even money. It's no better than turning it over to the computer, but no worse either. But I say forget the numbers! There's no way the computer can compensate for the human factor, the, the intuition, the experience.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
And the wish to stay alive.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
[to holographic Leah Brahms] Don't go away. I mean, er... computer, save program.

Commander William T. Riker:
Mr. La Forge, we need warp power now!

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
Matter-antimatter mixture ratio settings... at optimum balance. Reaction sequence... corresponding to specified norms. Magnetic plasma transfer to warp field generators per program specs. Commander, we should be going like a bat out of hell!

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
You know, I've always thought that 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. Even the gypsy violins.

Dr. Leah Brahms:
Violins?

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
Different program.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[returning from the Promellian battle cruiser] Thrilling. That was... absolutely thrilling. And I was right, Number One. There were ghosts on board that old ship. One of them actually spoke to us.

Commander William T. Riker:
A friendly one, I hope?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
My own counterpart - the Captain's final message, praising his crew.

Commander William T. Riker:
I hope you'll be as thoughtful when the time comes.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
Leah, do you like Italian food?

Dr. Leah Brahms:
Like it? Wait 'til I make you my fungilli.

Lore:
[pretending to be Data] Often Wrong's got a broken heart - Can't even tell his boys apart.

Dr. Noonien Soong:
[examining Data] I always loved that face.

Dr. Noonien Soong:
I, uh... I never felt too comfortable living anywhere without a prearranged route of escape. I admit, I, uh, I wouldn't have guessed I'd be running from a giant snowflake, but, uh...

[shrugs]

Dr. Noonien Soong:
This is your lucky day, Data. You've found your long-lost father, and he's alive. What do you think of that?

Dr. Noonien Soong:
[upon the arrival of Lore] Looks like we have ourselves a... family reunion.

Commander William T. Riker:
The only way we knew we'd come out of warp was by looking out a window.

Commander William T. Riker:
The computer should think all three of us are Data. I just hope we don't all beam back *looking* like Data.

Lt. Commander Data:
Why did you create me?

Dr. Noonien Soong:
Why does a painter paint? Hm? Why does a boxer box? You know what Michelangelo used to say? That the sculptures he made were already there before he started, hidden in the marble. All he needed to do was - ssht - remove the unneeded bits. Wasn't quite that easy with you, Data. But the need to do it, my need to do it, was no different than Michelangelo's need.

[Data has theorized that humans need a sense of continuity to give their lives meaning]

Dr. Noonien Soong:
And, uh... this continuity - does it only run one way? Backwards? To the past?

Lt. Commander Data:
I suppose it is a factor in the human desire to procreate.

Dr. Noonien Soong:
Oh. So you believe... that having children gives humans a sense... of immortality. Do you?

Lt. Commander Data:
It is a reasonable explanation to your query, sir.

Dr. Noonien Soong:
And to yours as well, Data.

Lt. Commander Data:
I am not less perfect than Lore.

[Soong has presented to Data an emotion chip, which he has developed to equip him with simple feelings]

Lore:
You'd be surprised, Data. Feelings do funny things. You may even learn to... understand your "evil" brother. To forgive him.

Lore:
[singing] There were brave men aplenty, All well known to fame, Who served in the ranks of the Tsar. Bababa bababa bababa bababa...

[Dr. Soong is dying]

Dr. Noonien Soong:
Everybody dies, Data. Well... almost everybody.

Lt. Commander Data:
Do you believe that we are... in some way alike, sir?

Dr. Noonien Soong:
In many ways, I'd like to believe.

Lt. Commander Data:
Then it is all right for you to die. Because I will remain alive.

Lt. Commander Data:
You know that I cannot grieve for you, sir.

Dr. Noonien Soong:
You will - in your own way. Goodbye. Goodbye, Data.

Lt. Commander Data:
Goodbye... Father.

[last lines]

Lt. Commander Data:
The boys appear to have reconciled their differences.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
They're brothers, Data. Brothers forgive.

Lt. Commander Data:
[Data has commandeered the bridge and driven the rest of the crew out. Riker and Worf are attempting to regain access through a Jefferies tube] Computer: configure a perimeter field charge, Sections 9K through 12T.

Commander William T. Riker:
[the field charge takes effect] What the hell was that?

Lieutenant Worf:
He's activated a force field, sir.

Commander William T. Riker:
Great. Just great.

[first lines]

Risian Computer:
Welcome to Risa. All that is ours is yours.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
From the moment I met you, I knew you were gonna be trouble.

Vash:
You look like a man who could handle trouble.

Commander William T. Riker:
[to Picard] Have I mentioned how imaginative the Risian women are, sir?

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Too often, Commander.

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

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[exasperated] Riker!

Joval:
Do you seek jamaharon?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I don't even know what it means. The Horga'hn is for a friend.

Joval:
I see. Someone close to you?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
That's right.

Joval:
Someone you love?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I wouldn't go that far.

[Vash has greeted Picard like an old friend with an intimate kiss]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I think you've mistaken me for someone else.

Vash:
You know, I think you might be right. Welcome to Risa!

[walks on]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[to himself] A simple handshake would have sufficed.

Sovak:
[on Vash] She is a greedy and unscrupulous woman - a perfect mate for a Ferengi!

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Any woman who can beat a Ferengi at his own game bears watching.

[Dr. Crusher tries to persuade Picard to take a vacation]

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
Isn't there someplace special you wanna go?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
The Astrophysics Center on Icor IX is holding a symposium on rogue star clusters. I had given serious thought to attending.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
The last thing you need is serious thought. Jean-Luc, why don't you go someplace beautiful, where you can relax and be pampered? You deserve it.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I'll give it serious thought.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Tell me, Number One, is the entire crew aware of this little scheme to send me off on holiday?

Commander William T. Riker:
I believe there are two ensigns stationed on deck 39 who know nothing about it.

Commander William T. Riker:
Are you taking all these books?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Oh, well, I'll take some light reading, in case I got bored.

Commander William T. Riker:
"Ulysses" by James Joyce? "Ethics, Sophistry and the Alternate Universe", Ving Kuda - you call that 'light reading'?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
To each his own, Number One.

Commander William T. Riker:
The more difficult the task, the sweeter the victory.

Vash:
[on the mythical Tox Uthat] First I have to find it - and that won't be easy, with Sovak watching me every minute.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I'll go in your place.

Vash:
And what about me?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
You'll remain here. It's safer.

Vash:
Is that an order?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Absolutely.

Vash:
This isn't a starship, Jean-Luc. I don't follow orders.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
You are outrageous!

Vash:
Thank you. You're pretty stimulating yourself.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Promise me you will try and stay out of trouble.

Vash:
I always *try*.

Vash:
You know, Jean-Luc, it's lucky for you we met. If it wasn't for me... If it wasn't for me, you'd still be back there sitting in the sun, relaxing.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
That happens to be why I came to Risa.

Vash:
I'm sure you hated every minute of it.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Look, I don't wish to appear rude, but I am not seeking jamaharon.

Vash:
All right. But you really should try it sometime.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Oh, yes. Number One - about that Horga'hn you requested...

Commander William T. Riker:
Yes, sir?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
You and I need to have a little chat about that.

[last lines]

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Was it a relaxing trip, Captain?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Uh-huh.

[and heads off to his ready room]

Commander William T. Riker:
I knew he'd have a great time!

[after Picard has kissed Vash]

Vash:
Still think I'm trouble?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I'm sure of it.

[they kiss again]

Vash:
That kind of vacation isn't for a man like you. You need excitement.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Excitement? Spending the night in a damp cave, chasing after something we shall probably never find?

Vash:
You're enjoying yourself, aren't you?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
...Yes.

Vash:
I just wanted to hear you say it.

Commander William T. Riker:
Sometimes I wonder if he's stacking the deck.

Lt. Commander Data:
I assure you, Commander, the cards are sufficiently randomized.

Lieutenant Worf:
I hope so.

[first lines]

Commander William T. Riker:
Damage report!

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
Casualty reports coming in from all over the ship!

Lt. Commander Data:
The starboard nacelle has sustained a direct impact. We are venting drive plasma.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
Initiating emergency core shutdown!

Ensign Ro Laren:
Inertial dampers failing. We're losing attitude control.

Commander William T. Riker:
This is the bridge. All hands to emergency escape pods!

Lt. Commander Data:
Core shutdown was unsuccessful. We are losing antimatter containment.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
We've got to eject the core!

Lt. Commander Data:
Ejection systems offline. Core breach is imminent.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
All hands abandon ship! Repeat: all hands aban...!

[the Enterprise explodes]

[last lines]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Captain... do you know what year this is?

Captain Bateson:
Of course I do. It's 2278.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Perhaps you should beam aboard our ship. There's something we need to discuss.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Captain's log, stardate 45652.1 - The Enterprise has entered an area of space known as the Typhon Expanse. We're the first Starfleet vessel to chart this unexplored region.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
We could have been trapped here for hours, days - maybe years.

Lieutenant Worf:
[at the poker table] I am experiencing... nIb'poH - the feeling I have done this before.

Commander William T. Riker:
Yes, last Tuesday night.

Lieutenant Worf:
That's not what I mean.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
At first I thought the catwalk was spinning. As it turns out, it was me. I was lucky Ensign Fletcher was there to grab me; it's a long way down to the bottom of the warp core.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
[modulating a dekyon emission in Data's positronic brain] You know, it's possible we've tried this a thousand times and it's never worked.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
Do you have the feeling that you've done this before?

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
No, I don't.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
Neither do I. Maybe that's a good sign.

Commander William T. Riker:
[after losing a poker game] How'd you know I was bluffing?

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
I just had a feeling.

Commander William T. Riker:
I guess it's better to be lucky than good.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
It's the way your left eyebrow raises when you're bluffing... Just kidding, Commander.

Lieutenant Worf:
It is a highly localized distortion of the space-time continuum.

Nurse Alyssa Ogawa:
Ogawa to Dr. Crusher.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
Go ahead.

Nurse Alyssa Ogawa:
Commander La Forge needs you in sickbay.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
On my way.

[the Enterprise is faced with a cloud-like distortion]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Back us off, Ensign. Nice and slow.

Ensign Ro Laren:
Aye, sir. Captain, maneuvering thrusters are not responding.

Lt. Commander Data:
The distortion field is fluctuating.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
All main systems just went down. Power levels are dropping rapidly.

Commander William T. Riker:
Red alert.

Lt. Commander Data:
There is an energy build-up in the distortion field.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
We have to get out of here, now.

Lt. Commander Data:
Captain, something is emerging.

[another starship is coming out of the cloud]

Commander William T. Riker:
Shields up. Evasive maneuvers.

Lieutenant Worf:
Shields inoperative.

Ensign Ro Laren:
The helm is not responding.

Lt. Commander Data:
The vessel is on a collision course. Impact in 36 seconds.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Hail them.

Lieutenant Worf:
No response.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Suggestions?

Commander William T. Riker:
Decompress main shuttlebay. The explosive reaction may blow us out of the way.

Lt. Commander Data:
Captain, I suggest we use the tractor beam to alter the other ship's trajectory.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Make it so, Mr. Worf.

Lieutenant Worf:
Engaging tractor beam.

[the two ships collide]

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
Must be deja-vu.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
Both of us? About the same thing?

Lt. Commander Data:
[dealing cards] Still no help for the Klingon.

Commander William T. Riker:
You're going to call my bluff, aren't you? I think I'll quit while I'm ahead.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
How did you know I was going to call your bluff?

Commander William T. Riker:
I just had a feeling.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
Me too...

Gul Madred:
You should prove an interesting challenge - possibly the most interesting to come through that door in many years.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
What do you want?

Gul Madred:
Why, you, of course.

Captain Edward Jellico:
I relieve you, sir.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I stand relieved.

[repeated line]

Captain Edward Jellico:
Get it done!

Commander William T. Riker:
[of Captain Jellico] Well, I'll say this for him - he's sure of himself.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
No, he's not.

Gul Lemec:
This treatment is a deliberate insult to the Cardassian Union. I have been kept waiting here for over an hour!

Captain Edward Jellico:
Then I'm sure you're ready to talk.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[about Riker] He's been decorated by Starfleet Command five times; he's been offered his own ship more than once. I think if you just gave him a chance, you would find him an outstanding officer.

Captain Edward Jellico:
Jean-Luc, let's be candid for a moment. The Cardassians aren't going to listen to reason, and the Federation isn't going to give in to their demands. And the chances are you won't be coming back from this mission of yours. I want this ship ready for action, and I don't have time to give Will Riker or anyone else... "a chance". And forgive me for being blunt - but the Enterprise is mine now.

Captain Edward Jellico:
...and get that fish out of the ready room.

Captain Edward Jellico:
Lemec is a Cardassian, and Cardassians are like... timber wolves, predators - bold in large numbers, cautious by themselves, and with an instinctive need to establish a dominant position in any social gathering.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
So you're trying to establish a dominant position by making him wait for *you*?

[Jellico makes an affirmative gesture]

Counselor Deanna Troi:
The trouble with wolves is that... sometimes in the fight for dominance, one of them ends up dead.

Captain Edward Jellico:
In that case, the trick is... to be the wolf that's still standing at the end.

[in the caves on Celtris III, Picard, Worf and Dr. Crusher are surprised by bat-like creatures]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
It's all right. They're called lynars, a kind of Celtran bat; they're harmless.

Lieutenant Worf:
[slightly intimidated] Bats?

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
You're not afraid of bats, are you, Worf?

Lieutenant Worf:
Of course not.

[Picard, Worf and Dr. Crusher have to rappel down a precipice]

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
[slightly uneasy] We could try to find another way down.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Unfortunately, that would take several hours. We don't have the time.

Lieutenant Worf:
You're not afraid of heights, are you, Doctor?

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
Of course not.

Gul Lemec:
Where is Captain Picard?

Captain Edward Jellico:
Reassigned.

Gul Lemec:
[smugly] Well, I hope his new assignment is not too dangerous. It would be a shame if something were to happen to such a, uh... such a noted officer.

Captain Edward Jellico:
[dryly] Yes. It would.

[last lines]

Gul Madred:
In this room, you do not ask questions. I ask them, you answer. If I am not satisfied with your answers... you will die.

Captain Edward Jellico:
[Jellico doubts Riker will make a fine first officer for him, unlike with Picard] I'm sure it'll all work out.

Gul Madred:
How many lights do you see there?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I see four lights.

Gul Madred:
No. There are five.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[shouting defiantly] There... are... *four*... lights!

Gul Madred:
[as he prepares to torture Picard] Wasted energy, captain. You might come to wish you hadn't expended it in such a futile effort.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Torture is expressly forbidden under the terms of the Seldonis IX Convention, governing the treatment of prisoners of war!

Gul Madred:
[to Picard] From this point on, you will enjoy no privilege of rank, no privileges of person. From now on, I will refer to you only as Human. You have no other identity!

Jil Orra:
[sees Picard during his torture] Do Humans have mothers and fathers?

Gul Madred:
Yes. But Human mothers and fathers don't love their children as we do. They're not the same as we are.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
When children learn to devalue others, they can devalue anyone, including their parents.

Gul Madred:
What a blind, narrow view you have. What an arrogant man you are.

Captain Edward Jellico:
Let's drop the ranks for a moment. I don't like you. I think you're insubordinate, arrogant, willful, and I don't think you're a particularly good first officer. But you are also the best pilot on the ship.

Commander William T. Riker:
Well... Now that the ranks are dropped, Captain, I don't like you either. *You* are arrogant, and closed-minded. You need to control everything and everyone. You don't provide an atmosphere of trust, and you don't inspire these people to go out of their way for you. You've got everybody wound up so tight, there's no joy in anything. I don't think you're a particularly good captain.

Captain Edward Jellico:
I'm not going to argue with you, Gul Lemec. Every one of your ships has a mine on its belly, my finger's on the button, and you're in a very bad position.

Gul Madred:
[after waking Picard] Where were you?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
At home... Sunday dinner... We would all sing afterwards.

[Gul Madred explains how the Cardassian military has stopped the famine on his homeworld]

Gul Madred:
We acquire territory during the wars. We develop new rescources. We initiated a rebuilding program. We have mandated agricultural programs. *That* is what the military had done for Cardassia. And because of that, my daughter will never worry about going hungry.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Her belly may be full. But her spirit will be empty.

Gul Madred:
I remember the first time I ate a live taspar. I was six years old and living on the streets of Lakat. There was a band of children, four, five... six years old - some even smaller, desperately trying to survive. We were thin, scrawny little animals, constantly hungry, always cold. We slept together in doorways, like packs of wild gettles, for warmth. Once I found a nest. Taspars had mated and built a nest in the eave of a burned-out building. And I found three eggs in it. It was like finding treasure. I cracked one open on the spot and ate it, very much as you just did. I planned to save the other two. They would keep me alive for another week. But of course, an older boy saw them and wanted them. And he got them. But he had to break my arm to do it.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Must be rewarding to you to... to repay others for all those years of misery.

Gul Madred:
What do you mean?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Torture has never been a reliable means of extracting information. It is ultimately self-defeating as a means of gaining control. One wonders why it is still practiced.

Gul Madred:
Shall we begin again? How many lights are there?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
What lights?

Gul Madred:
What are the Federation's defense plans for Minos Korva?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
There are four lights!

Gul Madred:
There are five lights! How many do you see now?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[shaking violently with pain inflicted by Gul Madred's device] You are... six years old. You are weak and helpless! You cannot... hurt me!

Gul Madred:
How many?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[singing despite his agony] "Su-sur le pont... d-d'Avignon, on-on... on y danse...!"

Captain Edward Jellico:
[briefing the senior staff on the planned attack on the Cardassians] Geordi. We're gonna need a shuttle, specially outfitted to operate in the nebula by 1400 hours. Beverly, you'll need to...

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
...have sickbay ready for the casualties you're about to send me.

[Riker has barely avoided a Cardassian warship in the nebula]

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
Do I wanna know how close that was?

Commander William T. Riker:
No. Get ready to deploy the mines.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I relieve you, sir.

Captain Edward Jellico:
I stand relieved.

[last lines]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
At the end, he gave me a choice - between a life of comfort... or more torture. All I had to do was to say that... I could see *five* lights, when in fact there were only four.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
You didn't say it.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
No. No. But I was going to. I would've told him anything. Anything at all. But more than that - I believed that I could see... five lights.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Clues were left behind that suggested a mystery. And to many humans, a mystery is irresistible. It must be solved.

[Picard and Guinan are on the holodeck, where a gangster is brutally shot before their eyes]

Guinan:
And this is what you do for fun?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
It's a mystery. Who is this man? Who killed him? Where is the money he was talking about? It's... it's a mystery. Now we have to go search for clues.

Guinan:
Ah, and that's fun?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
That's fun!

[first lines]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Captain's log, stardate 44502.7 - Early completion of our mission at Harrakis V has allowed me to grant extra personal time for many of the crew. This has come as something of a relief, since our recent tight scheduling has prevented the pursuit of the leisure activities that are a normal part of life aboard the Enterprise. I expect our journey past the Ngame Nebula to be uneventful.

[Guinan enters Dixon Hill's office, dressed in an elegant 1940s dress]

Guinan:
Dixon Hill around?

Madeline:
He's occupied at the present moment.

Guinan:
Tell him Gloria's here.

Madeline:
Can't do that. He doesn't want to be disturbed.

Guinan:
Tell him it's Gloria from...

[thinks hard, then remembers]

Guinan:
...Cleveland.

Madeline:
Doesn't matter if you're from the moon, hon. Mr. Hill is incommunic... incommunica... ca...

Guinan:
...cado.

Madeline:
That's it! Sorry, hon.

Guinan:
[sighs] Look, 'hon'. Just tell him Gloria's here.

Madeline:
Look, when the boss doesn't want to be disturbed, the boss doesn't want to be disturbed! Don't take it personal, like.

Guinan:
I have an appointment with Mr. Hill, at...

[checks the clock]

Guinan:
...two o'clock.

Madeline:
It's two ten.

Guinan:
So I had a little trouble getting into the dress! It took me a little while to figure out just exactly what I was supposed to do with these.

[lifts her dress to show off her garters]

Gunman:
[referring to 'Gloria'] Who's the doll?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
She's, er...

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[gangster accent] The doll's my cousin.

[O'Brien has hurt his arm]

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
What on earth were you doing when you fell?

Chief Miles O'Brien:
Hanging a plant for Keiko. It's part of her running project to give me a green thumb.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
How's it working?

Chief Miles O'Brien:
Everything I touch seems to turn brown and wither away.

Lieutenant Worf:
A warrior does not complain about physical discomfort.

Commander William T. Riker:
[after the Enterprise has allegedly passed through a wormhole] We're lucky we didn't end up halfway across the galaxy into the middle of next week.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
I have something of a minor mystery on my hands.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
A 'minor mystery'. That seems to be a recurring phrase these days.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I would be prepared to live with the mystery. But Data's role in this must be ascertained, or he'll never be trusted with Starfleet duty again.

Lt. Commander Data:
It is a mystery, Captain.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
That is an understatement, Data.

Lt. Commander Data:
I am apparently guilty of falsifying the Enterprise's records. Of interfering with an investigation. Of disobeying a direct order from my commanding officer. Your duty seems clear, sir.

[repeated line, in different variations]

Lt. Commander Data:
I cannot say.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Data, you sound as if you're stuck in a... feedback loop!

Counselor Deanna Troi:
[possessed by a Paxan] You are a most unusual species - worthy of a second chance.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Perhaps we've got a tempest in a test tube after all.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I am ordering you never to reveal what has happened here today. Not to Starfleet, not to myself even. You will conceal your knowledge of the Paxans for as long as you exist.

Commander William T. Riker:
And here we are.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Here we are *again*.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
By our standards, the customs here, their... code of honor, is the same kind of pompous, strutting charades that endangered our own species a few centuries ago. We evolved out of it because no one tried to impose their own set of... I'm sorry, this is becoming a speech.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
You're the Captain, sir. You're entitled.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Hmm - not entitled to ramble on about something everyone knows. Carry on.

Lieutenant Geordi La Forge:
Shaving is a human art form, Data.

Lutan:
Honor is everything.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
This is Captain Picard aboard the Starfleet vessel Enterprise. Please do us the honor of visiting our vessel.

[before the Ligonians transport themselves aboard]

[Riker has reluctantly agreed to let the Captain visit the Ligonians on their planet]

Commander William T. Riker:
But I warn you. If you get hurt, I'll put you on report, Captain.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Understanding has made friends of many different people. We've had a good beginning, Lutan.

[Lutan has abducted Lieutenant Yar and taken her down to Ligon]

Lt. Commander Data:
What Lutan did is similar to what certain American Indians once did called 'counting coup'. That is from an obscure language known as French. Counting coup...

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Mr. Data. The French language, for centuries on Earth, represented civilization.

Lt. Commander Data:
Indeed? But surely, sir...

Commander William T. Riker:
[sotto voce] I suggest you drop it, Mr. Data.

[Picard has asked Data and La Forge to analyze Ligonian armaments in view of Lieutenant Yar using them in combat with Yareena]

Lt. Commander Data:
Most interesting. Could this be human joke number 663?

Lieutenant Geordi La Forge:
Negative, Data. That's a Captain's order.

Yareena:
Natasha Yar, I challenge you. A struggle to the death!

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
No! The challenge is unequivocally refused.

Lutan:
Then you shall have no treaty, no vaccine and no Lieutenant Yar!

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Lutan is such... such a basic male image. And having him say he wants you...

Lieutenant Tasha Yar:
[flattered] Yes, of course it made me feel good when he...

[she stops short, realizing what she is about to say]

Lieutenant Tasha Yar:
Troi, I'm your friend and you tricked me!

Yareena:
How could you not love him? Every woman loves him.

Lieutenant Tasha Yar:
I fight for the vaccine. That's the truth.

Yareena:
The truth is I will kill you if I can. And believe me, I can. There's nothing else to say.

Lieutenant Tasha Yar:
In my world it's a greater honor to refuse...

Yareena:
You are on our world!

Lutan:
I find it odd, Captain, that a man of your experience has such difficulty in understanding ordinary politeness.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Such as the politeness of saying 'please' before abducting someone?

Lutan:
The expression 'please' is used only when requesting the person back.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Yours is a different world.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
It's a great pity you began by abducting my Security Officer, Lutan, because I should tell you, I do admire the hospitality you offer here.

Lutan:
I am in the grip of forces you do not understand.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Some of it I do understand. She is a rather lovely female.

Lutan:
A code of honor protects one, Captain, like a magic cloak.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I will order Lieutenant Yar to fight. And may your cloak bring you all you deserve.

[Dr. Crusher is faced with an epidemic plague on a Federation planet]

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
Damn. Where are the calluses we doctors are supposed to grow over our feelings?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Perhaps the good ones never get them.

[after Yareena's "death", she has renounced Lutan as her First One and chosen Hagon in his place]

Lieutenant Tasha Yar:
How sad for you. You've lost everything.

Lutan:
I have my honor.

[Yareena has decided to take Lutan as her Second One]

Hagon:
Well, as you see, Captain, you may excel in technology; but not in civilized behavior.

Oliana Mirren:
It's a good thing you're cute, Wesley, or you could really be obnoxious.

Lieutenant Worf:
Thinking about what you can't control only wastes energy, and creates its own enemy.

Lieutenant Worf:
It is very difficult for me to depend on anyone for anything - but especially for my life.

Wesley Crusher:
But on the Enterprise, you do that every day. Everyone depends on everyone else to protect them.

Lieutenant Worf:
Yes.

Wesley Crusher:
So you overcame it?

Lieutenant Worf:
No. It is still my enemy.

Wesley Crusher:
I thought there was nothing that could frighten a Klingon warrior.

Lieutenant Worf:
Only fools have no fear.

Lt. Chang:
[on the Starfleet Academy entrance test] Expect the unexpected.

Mordock:
[pondering over a test about dealing with other species and cultures] Zaldans have webbed fingers... Phh... I wouldn't have passed.

Jake Kurland:
Thank you for, for... for saving my life.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
That's my job, young man.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
They want me to take over as Commandant Starfleet Academy.

Commander William T. Riker:
Congratulations. What a wonderful choice, sir! You'll be able to shape the minds of the future leaders of Starfleet.

[pause]

Commander William T. Riker:
You haven't decided what you're going to do?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Yes, I have, Number One. I've decided I'm going for a walk.

Lt. Cmdr. Dexter Remmick:
You don't like me very much, do you?

Lieutenant Worf:
Is it required - sir?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Mr. Remmick, you've talked to every member of this ship; I think you had enough time to find out whatever it is you're looking for.

Lt. Cmdr. Dexter Remmick:
Are you afraid, if I keep looking, I'll find that you're guilty?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
The only thing I am guilty of is allowing this charade to go on so long.

Admiral Gregory Quinn:
I've been playing politics too long. Perhaps I see conspiracies everywhere.

Wesley Crusher:
I thought I wanted to be alone. I guess I don't.

Lt. Chang:
You all have an hour to prepare for your last test.

Wesley Crusher:
The psych test, sir?

Lt. Chang:
We prefer to think of it as a psychological evaluation, based on reactions to various individual problems, but, er... 'psych test' will do.

[Wesley is feeling low after failing the entrance test for Starfleet Academy and, thus, the Enterprise]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
The only person you're truly competing against, Wesley, is yourself.

Wesley Crusher:
Then you're not disappointed?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Wesley - you have to measure your successes and your failures within, not by anything that I or anyone else might think. But, erm... if it helps you to know this... *I* failed the first time, and you may not tell anyone!

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Have you ever been for a real moonlight swim?

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
One can swim in moonlight?

Counselor Deanna Troi:
How about you, Mr. Worf?

Lieutenant Worf:
[shakes his head] Swimming is too much like... bathing.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Tryla Scott - said you made captain faster than anyone in Starfleet history, present company included. Are you that good?

Captain Tryla Scott:
[smiling] Yes, I am.

Lt. Cmdr. Dexter Remmick:
You don't understand... We mean you no harm.

[stands up, his neck pulsing with alien parasites]

Lt. Cmdr. Dexter Remmick:
We seek peaceful coexistence!

[Riker and Picard open fire, blasting Remmick and the creatures to bits]

Lieutenant Geordi La Forge:
...So the guy staggers to his feet and goes back to the girl, right? Well, she smiles, looks him straight in the eye and says "Just try that in hyperspace!"

[laughs]

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
I see. So the difficulty in attaining such complex positioning in zero gravity environment, coupled with the adverse effects it would have on the psychological wellbeing of the average human male, is what makes this anecdote so amusing. Yes - very humorous indeed. Hysterical, in fact.

[laughs mechanically]

Admiral Aaron:
What do you know of conspiracies, Captain?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Not nearly enough, I suppose.

Admiral Aaron:
That's the charming thing about them, isn't it? When a machination is real, no one knows about it. And when it's suspected, it's almost never real.

Admiral Savar:
Except, of course, in paranoid delusions, for those who believe.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Friendship must dare to risk, Counselor, or it's not friendship.

Admiral Gregory Quinn:
Vitamins - they do wonders for the body.

[La Forge is staggering and groaning]

Lieutenant Worf:
Are you all right?

Lieutenant Geordi La Forge:
If I could see, I'd be seeing stars.

[Data is screening records of orders from Starfleet]

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
[to himself] Startling. Quite extraordinary, in fact.

Computer Voice:
Direction unclear. Please repeat request.

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
That was not a request. I was simply... talking to myself!

[becomes conscious of that fact]

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
A human idiosyncrasy, triggered by a fascination with a particular set of facts. Or sometimes brought about by senility. Or used as a means of weighing information before reaching a conclusion. Or as a...

Computer Voice:
Thank you, sir. I comprehend.

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
Starfleet's left hand did not know what its right hand was doing.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
Captain, you must set your phaser on kill. Stun has little effect.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Doctor, one does not beam down to Starfleet Headquarters armed.

Captain Tryla Scott:
All we ask is that you keep your eyes open.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
That's sound advice at any time, Captain.

Captain Rixx:
And watch your back, Picard.

Admiral Savar:
Patience is one of our virtues, Captain. We didn't go after you. We allowed you to come after us.

Admiral Aaron:
More dramatic that way, don't you think?

Captain Tryla Scott:
It's a perfect match - we're the brains, you're the brawn.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
How difficult, after all these years of learning to respect life, to be forced to destroy it.

[Admiral Quinn is eager to show Riker an unknown "superior form of life"]

Commander William T. Riker:
I think I'll summon my Science Officer.

Admiral Gregory Quinn:
[grabs Riker's arm] It won't like your Science Officer. It does like *you*!

Commander William T. Riker:
[to Picard] You'll be one of us soon!

Captain Walker Keel:
I'm glad, Jean-Luc. I'm glad you're still one of us.

Computer Voice:
This is an emergency communique. It is not to be discussed with fellow officers unless deemed absolutely necessary. There will be no computer record of said transmission.

[last lines]

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
Captain, I have attempted to trace the message Remmick was sending. I believe it was aimed at an unexplored sector of our galaxy.

Lieutenant Geordi La Forge:
Any idea what the message was, Data?

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
I believe it was a beacon.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
A beacon?

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
Yes, sir. A homing beacon - sent from Earth.

[in space, the beeping signal of a transmission can be heard, fading out]

Commander William T. Riker:
Fate. Protects fools, little children and ships named Enterprise.

[the Enterprise is going through a series of system failures while faced with a Romulan battle cruiser]

Wesley Crusher:
Sir, the shields are back up.

Commander William T. Riker:
Impeccable timing!

Wesley Crusher:
Sir, the shields are back down.

Ensign Williams:
Phaser banks are down.

Wesley Crusher:
Shields are back up.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
In another time and place, this could be funny.

Commander William T. Riker:
Status of torpedo banks?

Ensign Williams:
They're down too.

Commander William T. Riker:
[frustrated] If it should become necessary to fight, could you arrange to find me some rocks to throw at them?

Commander William T. Riker:
Our own ignorance could kill us.

[Geordi is thrown onto the bridge from the turbolift. Riker helps him up]

Lieutenant Geordi La Forge:
Destroy the probe, sir, quickly!

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Worf, target phasers!

Lieutenant Worf:
Phasers locked on target.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Fire! [the probe is destroyed]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Welcome to the bridge, Mr. La Forge.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Are you responsible for the destruction of the Yamato?

Subcommander Taris:
No. But believe me, Captain - had we chosen to exercise our right to defend the Neutral Zone, we would not have stopped with one starship.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
We're going to assume the Yamato's mission.

Commander William T. Riker:
And risk a war?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Perhaps... prevent one.

Wesley Crusher:
It's about the Iconians, sir. I was told they were just a myth.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
China was thought to be a myth, until Marco Polo traveled there.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I have been studying the Iconians since I was a cadet. I have to be the one to go. The Enterprise is yours.

Commander William T. Riker:
[to himself] As long as she lasts.

[despite his programming failing, Data tries to tell Picard how to destroy the Iconian technology]

Lt. Commander Data:
Key blue-amber-amber-red.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
That's the launch sequence?

[Data nods awkwardly]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
How do I override the doors?

Lt. Commander Data:
Blue-blue-blue.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I hope that's not a stutter.

Lieutenant Worf:
Captain - you... will be killed.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I'll go through the gate.

Lieutenant Worf:
But where will you end up?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Very shortly, anywhere will be preferable to this room.

[when trying to access the master program, La Forge is hit by an energy surge. Data grabs him from behind and throws him away from the console]

Lieutenant Geordi La Forge:
[lying motionless on the floor] Data?

Lt. Commander Data:
Yes?

Lieutenant Geordi La Forge:
What happened?

Lt. Commander Data:
Any answer would be mere speculation. This is yet another example of how our actions have random results.

Lieutenant Geordi La Forge:
Thanks, Data. I noticed.

[one of the doctors in sickbay has problems repairing a broken bone with a knitter]

Doctor Pulaski:
Try a splint.

Doctor:
Doctor?

Doctor Pulaski:
Splint - it's a very ancient concept. You take two flat pieces of wood or plastic, a bandage. The broken limb is kept immobile.

Doctor:
That's crazy, that's not practicing medicine.

Doctor Pulaski:
Oh, yes, it is. It's a time-honored way to practice medicine, with your head and your heart and your hands, so - jump to it.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Tea, Earl Grey, hot.

Wesley Crusher:
Didn't you order tea, sir?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Now, that should not have happened.

[when Picard finds a potted plant in his cup]

Lieutenant Worf:
[observing an ever-changing oblong] These scenes could be holographic images.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Be careful.

[Data approaches the oblong and puts his hand through]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Data! That was very foolish.

Lt. Commander Data:
But we have established that this is not a holograph.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Demons of Air and Darkness indeed.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
The victors invariably write the history to their own advantage. There is an unfortunate tendency in many cultures to fear what they do not understand.

Capt. Donald Varley:
[from his log] My First Officer is questioning the wisdom of my order to violate the Neutral Zone. But I'm convinced that I've taken the only proper course. Should this advanced technology fall into the hands of the Romulan, we might as well dock our ships, and defend ourselves with sticks.

[after going through the Iconian gateway, Picard ends up on the Romulan ship, which has its auto-destruct sequence running]

Subcommander Taris:
You did this! You sabotaged my ship.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Oh, no.

Subcommander Taris:
I cannot deactivate the auto-destruct. But at least I have the satisfaction that you will die with us.

[Picard is being beamed away]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Not, I think, today, Commander.

[last lines]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Well, Number One, I can see why you want to keep the away missions to yourself. That's where the excitement is. So, what's been happening here? Same old routine, I suppose?

[after being hit by an energy wave, everybody on the Enterprise appears to have lost their memories]

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
Looks like we're all in the same boat.

Commander William T. Riker:
Make that the same starship.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
The bartender is an artificial life form.

Lt. Commander Data:
Can I get you something? A beverage?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Your next priority will be to retrieve any information you can about this ship's mission. Contact the Operations Officer to assist you.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
Aye, sir.

Ensign Ro Laren:
He's in Ten Forward, waiting tables.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
You must have been one hell of a bartender. [on seeing Data operating the computer panels at high speed]

Commander William T. Riker:
[about Riker] He's athletically inclined, loves to climb mountains; he's from somewhere called Alaska, enjoys exotic food... and takes his vacations on a planet called Risa.

Commander William T. Riker:
[explaining Troi's visit in his quarters] We were just discussing the situation we're all in.

Ensign Ro Laren:
Hm... good. Because I have a feeling that I used to be the jealous type.

Ensign Ro Laren:
So, if everything were back to the way it was supposed to be, what do you think you'd be doing right now?

Commander William T. Riker:
I'd be having more fun than searching the ship, I'd imagine.

Ensign Ro Laren:
[surprised] Fun?

Commander William T. Riker:
Well, with that holodeck we just saw. I think I could conjure up an interesting program or two.

Ensign Ro Laren:
Now, that's disappointing.

Commander William T. Riker:
Why?

Ensign Ro Laren:
You don't strike me as a man who needs a holodeck to have a good time.

[Dr. Crusher has treated Kristin's shoulder with a medical device despite having lost her memory previously]

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
I didn't even think. I just picked it up and knew how to use it. At least I have an idea of what I'm doing here.

Kristin:
But... what about me? I mean, I'm a patient in a bathing suit. That doesn't say much.

Kristin:
Do you... have any clothes around here I could borrow? Least until I figure out where the swimming pool is?

Commander William T. Riker:
The rules on this ship do not change just because Ro Laren decides they do!

Ensign Ro Laren:
For all we know, you and I could be married.

Commander William T. Riker:
For all we know, you and I could hate each other.

[Ro has paid Riker a surprise visit in his quarters]

Ensign Ro Laren:
I just didn't like the way my quarters were decorated.

Commander William T. Riker:
Maybe we should switch quarters.

Ensign Ro Laren:
Maybe we should stay right here and see what happens.

Commander William T. Riker:
What if I snore in my sleep?

Ensign Ro Laren:
What makes you think you're gonna get any sleep?

Lieutenant Worf:
Now we are ready.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
The question is... for what?

[the Enterprise has "orders" to destroy the Lysian command center - orders that no one can confirm]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
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'm not content simply to obey orders. I need to know that what I'm doing is right.

Commander MacDuff:
So do I. I'd feel a lot better if all the questions were answered. And if you want to abandon our mission until our memories return, that's your choice, but... I must ask you: is it right to risk prolonging this war? To allow the needless deaths of thousands on both sides, solely on the basis of our moral discomfort?

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Nothing feels right. This room, this ship... most of all this war we're fighting.

Commander William T. Riker:
I don't imagine war ever feels right.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
I suppose that's true.

["Mac Duff" has been revealed as a Satarran bent on annihilating the Lysians]

Commander William T. Riker:
With all the power that MacDuff had, to alter our brain chemistry and manipulate the computers, it's hard to believe he needed the Enterprise.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
The Satarran weapons technology was no more advanced than the Lysian. One photon torpedo would have ended their war.

Commander William T. Riker:
It almost did.

[last lines]

[after the crew's memories have been restored, Riker and Ensign Ro have to come to terms with their recent fling]

Ensign Ro Laren:
The Counselor tells me that at times like that, we might do the things that we've always wanted to do.

Commander William T. Riker:
She said that?

Counselor Deanna Troi:
It's psychologically valid.

Ensign Ro Laren:
Commander, don't worry about it. As far as I'm concerned, you and I have shared something that we will treasure forever.

[gets up and leaves]

Commander William T. Riker:
[flustered] Well... I'm a little confused.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Well, if you're still confused tomorrow, you know where my office is.

Lwaxana Troi:
Alexander, my little warrior!

Counselor Troi:
[to Alexander] One day, you're going to be glad your father cared enough about you to insist on rules. It may be hard to imagine right now, but eventually, most children come to appreciate their parents.

[Worf and Alexander leave]

Commander William T. Riker:
[over intercom] Riker to Counselor Troi - your mother's just come aboard.

Counselor Troi:
[to herself] On the other hand...

Capt. Picard:
I will not have that woman continuing to use this ship for her convenience simply because her daughter happens to be one of my officers.

Commander William T. Riker:
Apparently, Deanna being on board is only part of the reason.

Capt. Picard:
The other reason being?

Commander William T. Riker:
She thinks the honor of giving away the bride... should fall on you.

Capt. Picard:
[comes to a halt, considering this] Permission for an on-board wedding is granted, Number One. Nothing would please me more than to give away Mrs. Troi.

Alexander Rozhenko:
The higher - the fewer.

Lwaxana Troi:
Every one of us has a thousand different kinds of, of little people inside of us. And some of them want to get out and be wild, and some want to be sad or happy or inventive or, or even just go dancing. Th-that's why we all have so many different urges at different times. And all those different little people inside of us... we must never be afraid to take them with us, wherever we go. I mean, who knows when we, we may need one of them to pop up and rescue us from ourselves?

Lwaxana Troi:
Variety, my little Alex - the great secret is not the variety of life; it's the variety of us.

Lwaxana Troi:
Life's true gift is the capacity to enjoy enjoyment.

Counselor Troi:
Mother, I'm trying to help the boy learn the value of responsibility. You're not helping by giving him a lot of mixed messages.

Lwaxana Troi:
I exposed you to all sorts of mixed messages when you were that age, you still turned out deadly dull. What are you so worried about?

Counselor Troi:
Among other things, his relationship with his father.

Lwaxana Troi:
Oh!

Counselor Troi:
No more holodeck, Mother.

Lwaxana Troi:
Oh...

Counselor Troi:
Please. Anyway, why aren't you all absorbed in your wedding plans? It's only three days away.

Lwaxana Troi:
I'm letting Mr. Homn handle all the mundane details. He knows my tastes.

Counselor Troi:
Mother...

Lwaxana Troi:
Deanna, there is absolutely nothing to do, you nosy little girl. Campio's already sent me his mother's wedding gown, which Mr. Homn is now altering for me. Outside of that, there really isn't anything else that I...

Counselor Troi:
Wedding gown? Mother, stop. You're telling me you're not going to be naked at your own wedding?

Lwaxana Troi:
Campio is from a different planet with different traditions. He would not approve of a traditional Betazoid wedding, so I am happily adapting. Now, it's as simple as that, and I need some tea.

Counselor Troi:
I can't believe I'm hearing this from the heir to the Holy Rings of Betazed, holder of the Sacred Chalice of Rixx.

Lwaxana Troi:
Oh! Oh, why can't I ever work this replicator?

Counselor Troi:
Mother, I think it's time to talk about this mysterious marriage to a man you've never met.

Lwaxana Troi:
Computer, some Jestral tea, please. [turns from replicator to Deanna] Oh, anyway, why shouldn't I get married if I choose to? You make everything into such a mystery. There is no mystery, Deanna, [turns to get tea] except about this Petrokian sausage. The tea - all I wanted was a cup of tea. [takes sausage out of cup] Oh, dear, I think you're replicator's having a nervous collapse. Oh... [takes a drink of tea]

Lwaxana Troi:
Deanna, I love you, but you do make everything sound like an epitaph.

Counselor Troi:
Alexander, this is my mother.

Lwaxana Troi:
Alexander? What a wonderful name! You know, I once knew a tall, handsome warrior named Alexander. Oh, he utterly adored me and we went everywhere - simply everywhere. Have you been anywhere yet - Contract? What contract?

Counselor Troi:
Between father and son. A fair and balanced way to achieve a mutual sense of order.

Lwaxana Troi:
[at Alexander] Well, how ghastly for you. And you are doing this to your own child, Mr. Woof?

Counselor Troi:
Mother!

Lieutenant Worf:
It is Worf, madam.

Lwaxana Troi:
Contracts are usually between people who don't really trust one another. A child who is trusted becomes worthy of that trust.

Lwaxana Troi:
My poor plodding little Deanna with her questions, questions, questions. Wherever did you inherit such pedestrian genes?

Lieutenant Worf:
The boy is unreasonable.

Lwaxana Troi:
Well, of course he's unreasonable, he's a child!

Lwaxana Troi:
You know, making little boys reasonable only gives them pimples.

Lwaxana Troi:
Now, if we're to be real friends, we've got to share only the truth.

Alexander Rozhenko:
Why?

Lwaxana Troi:
Well, for one thing, it's easier. When you tell the truth, you never have to remember later what you lied about.

Lwaxana Troi:
[to Deanna] You poor dear, don't they ever let you change those colorless outfits?

Lwaxana Troi:
I really wasn't in any trouble - until I saw this dress! Oohh... ugly, isn't it?

Alexander Rozhenko:
What's it for?

Lwaxana Troi:
I'm getting married.

Alexander Rozhenko:
Why?

Lwaxana Troi:
You sure my daughter didn't send you? [he looks at her] Oh, just a joke.

Counselor Troi:
Wedding gown? Mother, stop! You're telling me you're not going to be naked at your own wedding?

Lwaxana Troi:
People get married because, um, because they want to spend their lives with someone.

Alexander Rozhenko:
Their whole life? They must have to like that person a lot.

Lwaxana Troi:
Well, if you're young and lucky, it'll be someone you like a lot, yes. And, uh, and if you're older...

Alexander Rozhenko:
Are you very old?

Lwaxana Troi:
[melancholic] Um... I'm alone, Alex. And, uh, when you do get older... and can no longer pick and choose from whatever may come your way... then you, uh... then you do what we call 'compromise'. Keeps you from being afraid.

Alexander Rozhenko:
You know, maybe this would be a good time to get one of those little people that live inside of you, to... to come out and tell you what to do, or help you or something.

Alexander Rozhenko:
I'm supposed to do everything right all the time. I don't know how.

Lwaxana Troi:
[sighs] To tell you the truth, little warrior... neither do I.

Alexander Rozhenko:
[referring to two holo-characters] Why are they arguing?

Juggler:
They're friends. They love contradiction. They, they thrive on challenge. They flourish in conflict.

Alexander Rozhenko:
Then why are they friends?

Lwaxana Troi:
Who else're you gonna fight with if not your friends?

Counselor Troi:
What would you like your father to promise, Alexander?

Alexander Rozhenko:
No yelling.

Lieutenant Worf:
I DO N... - I do not yell.

Lieutenant Worf:
A Klingon never breaks his word.

Lwaxana Troi:
I think your replicator's having a... a nervous collapse.

[the juggler appears downcast]

Alexander Rozhenko:
What happened?

Juggler:
Oh... I was just juggling, and I happened to - happ - catch one in my mouth. It tasted good, so I ate it. Before I knew it, I'd eaten up every one of my worlds. It never occurred to me that once they were gone, I'd have nothing left to juggle. If you ever have a world, plan ahead! Don't eat it.

Lwaxana Troi:
Isn't it wonderful how things worked out, Alexander? I wanted to teach you how to grab the joys of living; and you turned around and, uh... and taught me to not let go of them. How very mutual.

[last lines]

Lieutenant Worf:
[in the mud bath] You're just supposed to sit here?

Lwaxana Troi:
Alexander, now life's true gift is the capacity to enjoy enjoyment. Now, hmm! Have I arrived too late, or, uh, can you still smile? [he smiles, she laughs]

Poet:
Every moment requires a purpose.

Lwaxana Troi:
[whispers to Alexander] No, it doesn't.

Poet:
Every purpose requires a plan.

Juggler:
He does this every day, usually while everyone's food is getting cold. [yawns] It's rather boring.

Poet:
The higher, the fewer

Lwaxana Troi:
Well, that's a conversation stopper if I ever heard one.

Lwaxana Troi:
So, my little warrior wants to see more out of life than just fighting, eh? [laughs] Oh, the mind opens, and in creeps wisdom. [laughs and kisses Alexander's forehead]

[first lines]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Captain's log, stardate 47254.1 - A delegation of the Cairn have just come on board. This telepathic species has no concept of spoken language and is being instructed in its use by... an old friend.

Lwaxana Troi:
Aren't you going to mingle, Mr. Woof?

Lieutenant Worf:
I do not care for telepaths; they make me... uneasy.

Lwaxana Troi:
Oh, don't worry. The Cairn couldn't read your thoughts even if they wanted to. Your brain isn't sophisticated enough.

[Riker smirks gleefully]

Lwaxana Troi:
Neither is yours, dear. They can only communicate with other telepaths.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
[about her mother] I've gone through all her belongings, I've read her journal for the last five years. And other than the fact that I'm not married yet, nothing bad seems to have happened to her.

Maques:
Your mother... told me... of your need.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Need?

Maques:
Erm... A moment, erm... Husband. You need a husband. I... need a wife.

[toothy smile]

Counselor Deanna Troi:
[citing Milton] "Flowers of all hue - and without thorn the rose."

[Lwaxana Troi explains to Picard the Cairn's form of telepathy, who transmit images rather than words]

Lwaxana Troi:
Actually, it's a very efficient way of communicating. If two Cairn were having this conversation, it would have been over minutes ago!

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[feigning interest] Really?

Lwaxana Troi:
[crying] Every morning, she woke up with a smile.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Isn't it better to remember her like that? I just found out I had a sister I never knew. I'd like to learn what was good and joyous about her - to celebrate her life, not mourn it.

Lwaxana Troi:
[crying] How? How can I do that?

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Kestra was here a few moments ago. Talk to her.

Lwaxana Troi:
[scared] No. No.

[last lines]

Lwaxana Troi:
[looking at picture of Ian, Kestra, and Deanna; sadly] I remember the day I took this.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Mr. Homn said he saved it, in case someday you wanted to remember her.

Lwaxana Troi:
[sighs; referring to Kestra] I wish you could have known her, Deanna. I wish you two could've grown up together.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Tell me about her. I want to know everything. [they hug]

Counselor Deanna Troi:
I'm glad you stopped by.

Maques:
I'm glad to have stopped, also.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
[to Hedril] It's called a visor. It enables me to see.

Hedril:
Like my vocal enhancer. It helps me make sounds.

Lwaxana Troi:
I see you've already met my star pupil. Hedril's picked up spoken language much faster than the others.

Lt. Commander Data:
It is often the case that children learn languages more easily than adults.

Lwaxana Troi:
Deanna was quite good at languages when she was little. Uh, where is Deanna?

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
Well, she must be here somewhere.

Lwaxana Troi:
Hedril, darling...? [Makes strange face]

Hedril:
What?

Lwaxana Troi:
Um, go find your father, dear. I want to talk to him. [Puts hand to head]

Lt. Commander Data:
Mrs. Troi?

Lwaxana Troi:
Oh, I'm just a little tired. Heh. This constant telepathy with the Cairn... um... no, I'm... I'm fine, really. [Leaves]

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Milton was speculating that in heaven, roses wouldn't have thorns.

Hedril:
Heaven?

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Oh. Oh, uh, heaven is, well, it's um... how can I put it?

Maques:
[after Lwaxana explains telepathically] Yes, I see. Thank you. "Heaven."

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Mother, you're supposed to be avoiding telepathy.

Lwaxana Troi:
I'm only trying to help, dear.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
You don't look well.

Lwaxana Troi:
I'm just tired. Maybe I'll sit down. [Sits and watches Hedril play]

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Mother, don't start.

Lwaxana Troi:
I just think it's time for you to settle down, and if your father were still alive, I'm sure he'd say the same thing. [They enter a turbolift; a crewman is there]

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Deck eight.

Lwaxana Troi:
[Telepathically] But, you 'll do exactly what you want... just like always.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
[Speaking] Mother, stop it. [They get a look from the crewman; Mrs. Troi puts her head in her hand as Deanna exits the turbolift] Are you coming? [Gets here mother] What's wrong?

Lwaxana Troi:
[sighs] You are so precious to me. You're all I've got. [Hugs Deanna] If something were to happen to you, I don't know what I'd do.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Nothing's going to happen to me.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
[about Lwaxana] I was all set for another round of arguing when all of a sudden, she just fell apart.

Commander William T. Riker:
She's under a lot of stress. She's preparing the Cairn to meet with the Federation Council.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
It's more than that. I'm sensing some very erratic emotions from her. Even the clothes she's wearing are unusual. They're so subdued.

Commander William T. Riker:
[takes Deanna's wrist] Maybe you just need sit and talk with her for a minute.

Lwaxana Troi:
Commander! Take your hands off her! [Takes his hand off Deanna]

Commander William T. Riker:
[Surprised] Mrs. Troi...

Lwaxana Troi:
Don't you "Mrs. Troi" me!

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Mother!

Lwaxana Troi:
Why don't you leave her alone? If it weren't for you, she'd be married by now!

Counselor Deanna Troi:
That's enough!

Lwaxana Troi:
Now, I am warning you - stay away from my daughter!

Counselor Deanna Troi:
You're coming with me.

Lwaxana Troi:
Oh, I don't know what got into me. Ohh... please, tell Will how sorry I am.

Dr. Beverly Crusher:
You're fine, but you're psilosynine levels are a little low.

Lwaxana Troi:
Psilo... wha - hmm?

Counselor Deanna Troi:
It's a neurotransmitter involved in telepathy.

Lwaxana Troi:
[begging] Go.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Mother?

Lwaxana Troi:
[begging] Go away.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
No. I want to help you. Why did you delete parts of your journal? Did something happen to you you don't want me to know about?

Lwaxana Troi:
[begging] Leave me alone, please.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Who's Hedril, Mother? Why is she here? Is Hedril me, when I was a little girl?

Lwaxana Troi:
[miserably] No. Oh, no. I'd never let anything happen to you. Never.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Did you let something happen to someone?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Counselor, can you hear me?

Counselor Deanna Troi:
[looking around] Captain?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Deanna, Dr. Crusher has become concerned that your paracortical readings have become erratic.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Are you talking to me from Sick Bay?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Yes. I want you to sever your connection to your mother.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Why don't you ask Maques to do it?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I'm asking you. That is an order, Counselor.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
You're not Captain Picard.

Lwaxana Troi:
[through Picard; begging] Leave me alone, please. [Deanna leaves]

Cmdr. Ian Andrew Troi:
Deanna?

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Daddy?

Cmdr. Ian Andrew Troi:
Look at you. You've become a beautiful woman.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
[to her mother] Don't do this.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Mother.

Lwaxana Troi:
GET AWAY FROM HERE!

Counselor Deanna Troi:
What happened, Mother? What happened next?

Lwaxana Troi:
[crying] I don't remember.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
You have to. You can't hold it back. It's killing you.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
[Telepathically] Mother? Can you hear me? Please come back to me. Please.

Lwaxana Troi:
[Weakly] Help me...

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Mother?

Lwaxana Troi:
Help... me.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
How? How can I help you? [Speaking] Tell me, Mother. Please.

Maques:
[about Lwaxana] Always, there is a part of her that is... um, a part of her that is... dark.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Dark?

Maques:
A part of her that... cannot be seen.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
You have to let it go.

Lwaxana Troi:
[sobbing] How can I? I let her die!

Hedril:
[as Kestra trying to put a leash on a dog] Help me. Help me, Papa.

Cmdr. Ian Andrew Troi:
Here.

Lwaxana Troi:
[in background; begging] Please, don't make me go through this again.

Cmdr. Ian Andrew Troi:
Now hold on to him. Don't let him run off.

Hedril:
I will. Mommy, can we go play by the water?

Lwaxana Troi:
[from background] No, Kestra, stay here with us.

Hedril:
Please.

Kestra Troi:
Mommy.

Lwaxana Troi:
Kestra. Oh, Kestra. My precious one. I'm so sorry. [they hug; Lwaxana sobs]

Kestra Troi:
I have to go now.

Lwaxana Troi:
[crying] I know. I know. [Kestra fades away; Lwaxana takes Deanna's hand]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Gilgamesh, a king. Gilgamesh, a king. At Uruk. He tormented his subjects. He made them angry. They cried out aloud, "Send us a companion for our king! Spare us from his madness!" Enkidu, a wild man... from the forest, entered the city. They fought in the temple. They fought in the streets. Gilgamesh defeated Enkidu. They became great friends. Gilgamesh and Enkidu at Uruk.

Captain Dathon:
[faintly] At Uruk.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
The... the new friends went out into the desert together, where the Great Bull of Heaven was killing men by the hundreds. Enkidu caught the Bull by the tail. Gilgamesh struck him with his sword.

Captain Dathon:
[laughing] Gilgamesh.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
They were... victorious. But... Enkidu fell to the ground, struck down by the gods. And Gilgamesh... wept bitter tears, saying, "He who was my companion, through adventure and hardship, is gone forever."

[Captain Dathon dies]

Captain Dathon:
Darmok and Jalad at Tanagra.

[first lines]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Captain's log, stardate 45047.2 - The Enterprise is en route to the uninhabited El-Adrel system. Its location is near the territory occupied by an enigmatic race known as 'The Children of Tama'.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
All our technology and experience - our universal translator, our years in space, contact with more alien cultures than I can even remember...

Lt. Commander Data:
I have encountered 1,754 non-Human races during my tenure in Starfleet.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
And we still can't even say hello to these people.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
But are they truly incomprehensible? In my experience, communication is a matter of patience, imagination. I would like to believe that these are qualities that we have in sufficient measure.

Lt. Commander Data:
Their ability to abstract is highly unusual. They seem to communicate through narrative imagery, a reference to the individuals and places which appear in their mytho-historical accounts.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
It's as if I were to say to you... "Juliet on her balcony".

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
An image of romance.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Exactly. Imagery is everything to the Tamarians. It embodies their emotional states, their very thought processes. It's how they communicate, and it's how they think.

Commander William T. Riker:
If we know how they think, shouldn't we be able to get something across to them?

Lt. Commander Data:
No, sir. The situation is analogous to understanding the grammar of a language, but none of the vocabulary.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
If I didn't know who Juliet was or what she was doing on that balcony, the image alone wouldn't have any meaning.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
That's correct. For instance, we know that Darmok was a great hero, a hunter, and that Tanagra was an island. But that's it. Without the details, there's no understanding.

Tamarian First Officer:
Kadir beneath Mo Moteh.

[Chief O'Brien is trying to beam Picard back]

Chief Miles O'Brien:
I've got a piece of him, Commander, but that's all.

[repeated line]

Captain Dathon:
Shaka, when the walls fell.

[repeated line]

Captain Dathon:
Temba, his arms wide.

Captain Dathon:
Mirab, his sails unfurled.

Captain Dathon:
Sokath - his eyes uncovered.

Tamarian First Officer:
Kailash, when it rises.

Captain Dathon:
The river Temarc - in winter.

Captain Dathon:
Rai and Jiri at Lungha.

Captain Dathon:
Kiazi's children - their faces wet.

Captain Dathon:
Zinda - his face black, his eyes red.

Tamarian First Officer:
Chenza at court - the court of silence.

Captain Dathon:
Uzani - his army with fist open.

[... ]

Captain Dathon:
His army with fist closed.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[interpreting Dathon's tale of Darmok and Jalad] They arrive separately. They... They struggle together against a common foe, the Beast at Tanagra. "Darmok and Jalad at Tanagra!"

Captain Dathon:
Darmok and Jalad on the ocean.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[translating] They left together. "Darmok and Jalad on the ocean."

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
You hoped that something like this would happen, didn't you? You knew there was a dangerous creature on this planet, and you knew from the tale of Darmok that a danger shared might sometimes bring two people together. Darmok and Jalad at Tanagra. You and me, here, at El-Adrel.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[to the fallen Dathon] I understand your sacrifice, Captain. Unfortunately, if our friend out there has its way, no one will ever know what you tried to do.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[presenting Dathon's dagger to the Tamarian First Officer] Temba - his arms open.

['Take it']

Tamarian First Officer:
Temba - at rest.

['Keep it']

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Thank you.

Tamarian First Officer:
Picard and Dathon at El-Adrel.

Commander William T. Riker:
New friends, Captain?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I can't say, Number One. But at least they're not new enemies.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
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.

[first lines]

Lt. Commander Data:
Second Officer's personal log, stardate 44390.1 - Record entry for transmission to Commander Bruce Maddox, Cybernetics Division, Daystrom Institute. Dear Commander Maddox. In reference to your most recent letter, I agree that your study lacks sufficient primary source information on my programming and operation. Therefore, in response to your request, this correspondence will include a complete record of my activities during a normal day, with particular emphasis on my perceptions of friendship.

Lt. Commander Data:
[voice-over] This is the 1,550th day since the Enterprise was commissioned. Besides the arrival of Ambassador T'Pel, other events occurring today include four birthdays, two personnel transfers, a celebration of the Hindu Festival of Lights, two chess tournaments, one secondary school play, and four promotions. Overall, an ordinary day.

Lt. Commander Data:
[describing a wild goose chase] I could be chasing an untamed ornithoid without cause.

[Data and Worf are looking at potential wedding gifts. Worf chooses a crystalline duck]

Lt. Commander Data:
It is my understanding that the item selected should reflect the personality of whoever is giving it. This does not remind me of you.

Lieutenant Worf:
Human bonding rituals often involve a great deal of talking and dancing and crying.

Lt. Commander Data:
[voice-over] My friend Chief O'Brien often says that above all else, he wants to make Keiko happy. Since cancelling the wedding will make her happy, I must conclude the Chief will be pleased at her decision.

Lt. Commander Data:
I have good news.

Chief Miles O'Brien:
Oh?

Lt. Commander Data:
Keiko has made a decision designed to increase her happiness: she has cancelled the wedding.

Chief Miles O'Brien:
She what? Cancelled the wedding? Today? Without even a word? Of all the childish, selfish, irresponsible things to do...!

[storms out, very upset]

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
Next time, maybe *I* should deliver the good news.

Lt. Commander Data:
[voice-over] Commander Maddox. It would appear that my program designed to predict emotional responses needs... adjustment.

Lt. Commander Data:
[voice-over] The safest and most logical decision in this situation is to contact Starfleet and await further instructions. However, based on past experience, I project only a seventeen percent chance Captain Picard will choose that alternative.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Red alert! All hands stand to battle stations!

Counselor Deanna Troi:
There are many ways to help a friend, and sometimes the best way is to leave them alone.

Lt. Commander Data:
[voice-over] Commander Riker's easy-going manner and sense of humor is fascinating to me. I believe it to be one reason he is so popular among the crew. It may also be partly responsible for his success in matters of love. There may be a correlation between humor and sex. The need for more research is clearly indicated.

Commander William T. Riker:
Charming woman!

Lt. Commander Data:
[voice-over] The tone of Commander Riker's voice makes me suspect that he is not serious about finding Ambassador T'Pel charming. My experience suggests that in fact he may mean the exact opposite of what he says. Irony is a form of expression I have not yet been able to master.

Lt. Commander Data:
[voice-over] Friendly insults and jibes - another form of human speech that I am attempting to master. In this case, with the help of Commander Geordi La Forge.

[he walks into the barbershop where La Forge is having his hair trimmed]

Lt. Commander Data:
[voice-over] I consider Geordi to be my best friend.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
Here for a trim?

Lt. Commander Data:
My hair does not require trimming, you lunkhead.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
What?

Lt. Commander Data:
My hair does not require trimming...

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
"Lunkhead"?

Lt. Commander Data:
I am experimenting with friendly jibes and insults. It was not meant as a serious disparagement.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
[chuckles] Well - just don't try it on the Captain.

[Picard has ordered to set a course for the Neutral Zone]

Lt. Commander Data:
[voice-over] It is fortunate that I am able to perform my duties without emotional distractions. If that were not the case, a sudden course correction toward the Neutral Zone would make me very... nervous.

Keiko Ishikawa:
Now, don't be nervous.

Lt. Commander Data:
I am not nervous. I am confused.

Lt. Commander Data:
[voice-over] I have found Holmes' methodology of deductive reasoning to be quite useful. One of his adages is that once you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.

[Ambassador T'Pel has tried to get restricted information from Data about the Enterprise, pretending that she was only testing his security safeguards]

Lt. Commander Data:
[voice-over] I have often wished for the sense that humans call intuition, or instinct. Since Vulcans are incapable of lying, I must accept the Ambassador's explanation as the truth. But I would still prefer a... 'gut feeling' to back up this conclusion.

Lt. Commander Data:
[voice-over] In the game of poker, there is a moment when a player must decide if an opponent is being deceptive, or actually holds a winning hand. This decision is based not only on the odds, but also on an appraisal of the man. Is he bluffing, or does he have the cards?

Commander William T. Riker:
Some days you get the bear and some days the bear gets you.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
To die... on a transporter. Hardly a fitting end for one of the Federation's most honored diplomats.

Lt. Commander Data:
[voice-over] The risks aboard a starship are accepted by all who serve. But I have never failed to observe a deep emotional response to the loss of a comrade. It is at times like this that I greatly miss the ability to share human feelings.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Since the days of the first wooden sailing ships, all captains have enjoyed the happy privilege of joining together two people in the bonds of matrimony. And so it is my honor to unite you, Keiko Ishikawa, and you, Miles Edward O'Brien, together in matrimony...

Lt. Commander Data:
[voice-over] There are still many human emotions I do not fully comprehend - anger, hatred, revenge. But I am not mystified by the desire to be loved - or the need for friendship. These are things I do understand.

[last lines]

Lt. Commander Data:
If being human is not simply a matter of being born flesh and blood, if it is instead a way of thinking, acting and... feeling, then I am hopeful that one day I will discover my own humanity. -... - Until then, Commander Maddox, I will continue learning, changing, growing, and trying to become more than what I am.

[from Riker's joke as told by him to the officers on the bridge, and enhanced with the scripted version]

Commander William T. Riker:
...He still won't talk. So they put the count's head on the chopping block. "One more chance", says the queen. "No", says the count. Then, just as the headsman swings the axe and the blade is about to fall, the count says, "Wait, wait! I'll talk!" But too late. And the moral to the story? Never hatchet your counts before they chicken.

Wesley Crusher:
Sir, I know this may finish me as an acting ensign, but...

Capt. Picard:
Shut up, Wesley!

[... ]

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
"Shut up, Wesley"?

Capt. Picard:
Doctor.

Wesley Crusher:
And since I am finished here, sir, may I point out that...?

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
Shut up, Wesley!

Wesley Crusher:
...that everything that I have said would have been listened to if it came from an adult officer. - Request permission to return to my quarters, sir.

Capt. Picard:
Agreed. Doctor, go with him.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
You're putting *me* off the bridge?

Capt. Picard:
[sotto voce] I'm asking you to keep an eye on your son during all of this, Doctor.

Wesley Crusher:
How can you be practicing something like sneezing when we're arriving at your home planet for the first time? Aren't you interested in that?

Lt. Commander Data:
More than interested - fascinated. One might say, agog. But I also find sneezing interesting.

Capt. Picard:
Mr. Data - welcome home!

Lt. Commander Data:
I could say 'Home, sweet home', sir - if I understood how the word 'sweet' applies.

Lt. Commander Data:
[after discovering the disassembled Lore] Could this be another me? Or possibly my brother?

Capt. Picard:
You'll feel uncomfortable about aspects of your duplicate, Data. We feel uncomfortable too, and for no logical reason. 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.

Lt. Commander Data:
You consider it important to please humans?

Lore:
It's not important?

Lt. Commander Data:
There are many things of importance - some more than others.

Dr. Crusher:
[on Lore] You're watching everything he does, Data? Is that the act of a brother?

Capt. Picard:
It's the act of a Starfleet officer obeying his Captain, Doctor.

Lore:
Dr. Soong made me perfect in his first attempt. But he made me so completely human, the colonists became envious of me.

Lt. Commander Data:
You lived with the colonists?

Lore:
[nods] Until they petitioned Soong to make a more comfortable, less perfect android. In other words, you, Brother.

[the Enterprise is attacked by the Crystalline Entity]

Lore:
[acting as Data] Captain, let me talk to it.

Capt. Picard:
You didn't say you could do that.

[the Crystalline Entity is hitting the ship again]

Capt. Picard:
Affirmative, talk to it!

Lore:
And you want to be as stupid as them, dear Brother?

Lore:
[to Wesley] The troublesome little manchild... Are you prepared for the kind of death you've earned, little man?

Lore:
[after trapping Worf in a turbolift with him] Now show me your warrior fierceness.

Lt. Commander Data:
How sad, dear Brother. You make me wish I were an only child.

Capt. Picard:
Data? You all right?

Lt. Commander Data:
Yes, sir. I'm fine.

Capt. Picard:
Then get rid of that damn twitch! And put on the correct uniform.

[last lines]

Capt. Picard:
Number One, have you ever considered whether Data is more human or less human than we want?

Commander William T. Riker:
I only wish we were all as well-balanced, sir.

Capt. Picard:
Agreed!

Commander William T. Riker:
Data? Data, are you all right?

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
Yes, sir.

Commander William T. Riker:
What happened?

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
I got angry...

[first lines]

Prof. Stephen Hawking:
...But then I said, "In that frame of reference, the perihelion of Mercury would have recessed in the opposite direction."

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
The Borg have been busy.

Commander William T. Riker:
[about the Borg encountered on Ohniaka III] They were fast, aggressive, almost vicious. It was more like fighting Klingons than... Borg.

Commander William T. Riker:
[to Worf] No offense.

Lieutenant Worf:
None taken.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
He was here in this room, Will. I could have rid the Federation of a mortal threat, and I let him go.

Commander William T. Riker:
Sending Hugh back to the Borg was a very risky... a very dangerous choice. But it was the moral thing to do.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Well, it may turn out that the moral thing to do was not the right thing to do.

Crosis:
Resistance is futile. You will not resist what you've wanted all your life.

Tayar:
[analyzing his opposition] Artificial life form. Starfleet rank: Lieutenant Commander. Name: Data.

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
Could you describe feeling angry without referring to other feelings?

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
No, I... I guess I can't. I just... feel angry.

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
That was my experience as well. I simply... felt angry.

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
Perhaps I have evolved to the point where emotions are within my grasp. Perhaps I will experience other emotions as time goes by.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
Well, I hope you're right. I'd hate to think that anger is all you're capable of feeling.

Crosis:
How did it feel to get angry? Did it give you pleasure?

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
It would be unethical to take pleasure in another being's death.

Crosis:
You didn't answer my question. Did it feel good to kill?

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
Yes...

Crosis:
If it is unethical to take pleasure from another being's death, you must be a very unethical person.

Crosis:
Data? Do you have a friend?

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
Yes. His name is Geordi.

Crosis:
If it meant that you could feel emotions again - the way you did on Ohniaka III - would you kill your friend? Would you kill Geordi?

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
Yes... I would.

[Data has tried with various methods to evoke different emotions in himself, without success]

Counselor Deanna Troi:
I'm curious. Why're you ignoring the one emotion you've already experienced? Why aren't you trying to make yourself angry again?

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
Anger is a negative emotion. I wanted to concentrate on something more positive.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Data - feelings aren't positive and negative. They simply exist. It's what we do with those feelings that becomes good or bad.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
I don't think that an exploration of anger need necessarily lead to hatred or malice.

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
But what if it does, Counselor? What if those are the only emotions I am capable of experiencing? Would that not make me a bad person?

Counselor Deanna Troi:
We've served together for a long time; and I think I've come to know you pretty well. I have to believe, if you ever reach your goal of becoming human... you won't become a bad one.

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
[on his 'other' emotion] It was just after I had killed the Borg. I looked down at his body... I felt something.

Counselor Deanna Troi:
If you had to give this... feeling a name - what would you call it?

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
I believe... it was... pleasure...

[Picard is on his way on an away mission, leaving a skeleton crew aboard the Enterprise]

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
Good luck, Jean-Luc.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Good luck - "Captain"!

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
What is your designation?

Crosis:
I do not have a designation. My name is Crosis.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Crosis? How did you get that name?

Crosis:
It was given to me by the One.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Who is that?

Crosis:
The One who will destroy you.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Data!

Counselor Deanna Troi:
That's not Data.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
What?

Lore:
You should listen to her, Captain. She's way ahead of you.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Lore!

Lore:
Right! But I am not alone.

[Data stands next to Lore]

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
The sons of Soong have joined together; and together... we will *destroy* the Federation!

Isaac Newton:
I invented physics. The day that apple fell on my head was the most momentous day in the history of science.

Prof. Stephen Hawking:
Not the apple story again.

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
That story is generally considered to be apocryphal.

Isaac Newton:
[insulted] What? How dare you!

Albert Einstein:
[working out how much the next bet in the game is] Now, let's see, where were we? Yes, you raised Mr. Data four. Which means that, erm, the bet is seven... to me?

Isaac Newton:
[frustrated] The bet is ten. Can't you do simple arithmetic?

Albert Einstein:
The uncertainty principle will not help you now, Stephen. Hm? All the quantum fluctuations in the universe will not change the cards in your hand. I call. You are bluffing. And you will lose!

Prof. Stephen Hawking:
Wrong again, Albert.

[presents a hand of four 7s]

Albert Einstein:
Sh*t.

[the New Berlin Colony has sent out a false alarm, mistaking a Ferengi trading ship for a potential aggressor]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Mr. Worf, acknowledge the signal from New Berlin, and transmit another copy of Starfleet's ship recognition protocols, and tell them to read it this time!

Lt. Cmdr. Data:
Stop it! Stop! Stop, Stop, Stop, Stop!

Admiral Alynna Nechayev:
Captain, I've read the report you submitted to Admiral Brooks last year... regarding the Borg you named Hugh. And I've been trying to figure out why you let him go.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I thought I made my reasons clear.

Admiral Alynna Nechayev:
As I understand it, you found an injured Borg at a crash site, brought it aboard the Enterprise. Studied it. Analysed it. And then eventually, found a way to send it back to the Borg with a program that would have destroyed the entire Collective once and for all. But instead, you nursed the Borg back to health, treated it like a guest, gave it a name and then sent it home. Why?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Once Hugh was separated from the Borg Collective he began to grow and evolve into something other than an automaton. He became a person. When that happened, I felt I had no choice but to respect his rights as an individual.

Admiral Alynna Nechayev:
Of course you had a choice. You could have taken the opportunity to rid the Federation of a mortal enemy. One that has killed tens of thousands of innocent people and may kill even more.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
No-one is more aware of the danger than I am. But I am also bound by my oath and my conscience to uphold certain principles. And I will not sacrifice them in order to...

Admiral Alynna Nechayev:
[interrupting] Your priority is to safeguard the lives of Federation citizens. Not to wrestle with your conscience. Now I want to make it clear, that if you have a similar opportunity in the future... an opportunity to destroy the Borg... you are under orders to take advantage of it. Is that understood?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[rising from his desk] Yes sir. [Nechayev leaves without saying another word]

Lore:
We don't need anyone else. We're brothers!

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

Lt. Commander Data:
[to Picard] I am not your puppet anymore!

Counselor Deanna Troi:
Data, all I'm sensing from you is anger and hatred. Have you felt any other emotions?

Lt. Commander Data:
There are no other emotions.

Lore:
Maybe we should work on your sense of humor, brother.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
How can actions that are wrong lead to a 'greater good'?

Lore:
Aren't you going to thank me?

Lt. Commander Data:
Thank you.

Lore:
Don't mention it.

[last lines]

Lt. Commander Data:
[of the ill-fated emotion-chip] I am pleased to say it was damaged when I was forced to fire on Lore.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
Pleased? Data, you've wanted emotions your whole life.

Lt. Commander Data:
Yes. But emotions were responsible for what I did to you. I would never risk letting that happen again. My friendship with you is too important to me.

[Data is about to destroy the chip; La Forge intervenes]

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
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.

Doctor Beverly Crusher:
Lieutenant, is there any way we can use the planet as a barrier to keep the Borg from realizing we're in orbit?

Ensign Zandra Taitt:
We can enter orbit while they're on the far side of the planet. And if we delayed dropping out of warp until the last possible instant, we could gain a few more seconds.

Lieutenant Barnaby:
If your calculations are even slightly off, we'd hit the atmosphere!

Ensign Zandra Taitt:
I'll just have to be sure my calculations are accurate, Ensign.

[Ensign Taitt has suggested to produce a solar eruption, which would envelop and destroy the Borg ship]

Ensign Zandra Taitt:
I've already configured the tractor emitters to create the particle beam, and I've located the target point on the surface.

Lieutenant Barnaby:
If her calculations are off, that eruption could encompass us!

Ensign Zandra Taitt:
Well, I'll just have to make sure my calculations are accurate, Lieutenant.

Lore:
[his last words] I... love you... brother.

Lt. Commander Data:
Goodbye, Lore.

Commander William T. Riker:
Hugh?

Hugh:
What are you doing here, Commander Riker? Hasn't the crew of the Enterprise done enough damage already?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
A wise man once said: "There is a sucker born every minute."

Lt. Commander Data:
P.T. Barnum.

Dr. Howard Clarke:
Several years ago, Acost Jared, the Ventaxian head of state, began to grow increasingly obsessed with the legend of Ardra. With each passing day, he grew more anxious, and he talked about little else. "Ardra is coming back." "Ardra will be here soon." "We must all leave before Ardra returns."

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
And who is this Ardra?

Dr. Howard Clarke:
For all intents and purposes... the Devil.

[Data is playing Ebenezer Scrooge in "A Christmas Carol", facing the ghost of Jacob Marley]

Jacob Marley:
Why do you doubt your senses?

Lt. Commander Data:
[as Scrooge] Because... a little thing affects them. A slight disorder of the stomach makes them cheats. You may be a bit of undigested beef, a... blot of mustard, a... crumb of cheese, a fragment of an underdone potato. Why, there's more of gravy than of grave about you, whatever you are. Humbug, I tell you. Humbug.

Lt. Commander Data:
Since I have no emotional awareness to create a performance, I am attempting to use performance to create emotional awareness. I believe if I can learn to duplicate the fear of Ebenezer Scrooge, I will be one step closer to truly understanding humanity.

[Picard is called to the bridge, which he acknowledges]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Data - the moment that you decided to stop imitating other actors and create your own interpretation, you were already one step closer to understanding humanity.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
Captain, I... I wasn't expecting you here.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Neither was I.

[after Picard has been transported to Ventax II in his sleep wear]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Just have Mr. Data fetch me in a shuttle. And have him bring along a uniform.

Lieutenant Worf:
Did you say uniform?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[sternly] Yes, I did!

Ardra:
Who would you be?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I'm Captain Jean-Luc Picard of the Federation Starship Enterprise.

Ardra:
Keep up the good work.

Ardra:
Please do not take any offense to these questions, Captain. You know how fond I am of you.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Objection.

Lt. Commander Data:
Sustained. The advocate will refrain from expressing personal affections for her opponent.

Lt. Commander Data:
The advocate will refrain from making her opponent disappear.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Ensign, put up the shields until further notice.

Ardra:
[posing as an ensign] Yes, sir, Captain. Whatever you say.

Commander William T. Riker:
We are not impressed with your magic tricks!

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

Counselor Deanna Troi:
[on Ardra] She has an incredibly focused mind. It was virtually impossible to sense any deception - or anything else, for that matter.

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge:
The best magicians will never let you see what's up their sleeve, Counselor.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I believe it is our job to out-con the con artist.

Ardra:
[attempting to seduce Picard] Oh, come now, Picard! You know you find me tantalizing. Give in to your desires.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
You know, there's nothing about you I find tantalizing. On the contrary, I find you obvious and vulgar.

Ardra:
When the contract came to term, I gained clear title to the planet, anything on the surface, in the air or... in orbit. So you see - the Enterprise belongs to me now, as well.

Ardra:
And don't talk like some ancient prophet around me, with 'thees' and 'thous' and 'most powerful ones'. It was appealing for a few centuries, but I bore easily. And stop cowering. When I want you on your knees, I'll let you know.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
[to Data] Method acting? I'm vaguely familiar with it...

Ardra:
Oh, you doubt me. A non-believer. Really, Jean-Luc Picard of the Federation Starship Enterprise, no doubt you have traveled the galaxy, encountered a diverse universe of creatures. Is there no room for the likes of me?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I've encountered many, who're more credibly to be called the Devil than you.

Ardra:
The Devil! Now, there's one I haven't heard in a long time.

Ardra:
If you wish this foolish arbitration, I will choose my own prize.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
And what would that be?

Ardra:
You. By all rights, your body is already mine. But I want more. I want your heart, your mind, your soul, and I want you to give them to me without resistance of your own free will. So, do you still wish to pursue this most dangerous game?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
I agree to your terms.

Ardra:
Oh, Picard, I will enjoy you morning, noon and night!

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Mr. La Forge, my reputation as a litigator, not to mention my immortal soul, is in serious jeopardy.

Ardra:
[referring to Data] Ah, my pale friend has returned.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Did she not even pick up one piece of trash?

[on Ardra's alleged role in the environmental reformation of Ventax II]

[last lines]

[Picard has turned the arbitration in his favor]

Ardra:
You would have had a lot more fun if you'd lost. Till we meet again, Jean-Luc Picard of the Starship Enterprise.

[she laughs evilly as she leaves the courtroom]

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Enterprise, advise Dr. Clarke that the hostages are being released.

Dr. Howard Clarke:
This is Clarke. You did it, Captain! Thank goodness!

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
Goodness has nothing to do with it!

Acost Jared:
Thank you, Captain Picard. You saved our lives.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard:
No, Jared. As I've tried to tell you, you saved your own lives a long time ago.

Capt. Picard:
Well, then, um... what did you do for your science projects?

Patterson Supera:
I planted radishes in this special dirt, and they came up all weird.

Capt. Picard:
I see. That's very... very commendable.

[Picard has appointed Marissa his 'Number One' and Jay Gordon his 'Science Officer' to inspire courage in them]

Patterson Supera:
Can I be an officer, too?

Capt. Picard:
Well, let me see, um... Your science projects involved radishes, did it not?

Patterson Supera:
Yes, sir.

Capt. Picard:
Then I shall appoint you my executive officer in charge of radishes.

Keiko O'Brien:
[during a crisis] I'm having contractions!