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Beverly: "They are not removable, are they, Data ?"
Data: "Removable?"
Beverly: "Your ears."
Data: "No, doctor. They are fully integrated
components." |
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Dokachin: "He probably figures that we don't get to
see a lot of handsome women out this way and someone like
you might get a little more co-operation from me. .. He's
probably right. What was the name of that ship? T'Pau ?" |
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Picard:
"A defection?"
Brackett: "If it is, the damage to Federation
security would be immeasurable." |
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Picard:
"The man is dying. And it's my honor to tell him that his
son may have betrayed the Federation." |
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Beverly:
"Your right eye is point zero zero four higher than the
left."
Picard: "Nobody's perfect, Doctor. But--"
Beverly: "If you want a proper fit to your
prosthetics, trust your tailor." |
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Perrin:
"Mint tea. It's been years since I had any. Vulcans have
some kind of strange concoction they call 'mint'. You'd
never recognize it." |
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Picard:
"The only benefit to the Klingon Empire...would be our
gratitude."
B'Ijik: "That is what you want me to tell him?!"
Picard: "Yes. And, please add that, if he is unable
to provide us with a ship, then I am sure there are others
in the Klingon Empire...who would be willing to help me.
And then, they would have our gratitude."
B'Ijik: "I see."
Picard: "Also, please tell Gowron that I am
*immensely* gratified that he is prospering so well. A
tribute to his skilled leadership." |
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Picard:
"I have come on an urgent mission from the Federation. I
am looking for Ambassador Spock."
Spock: "Indeed! You have found him, Captain Picard." |
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K'Vada: (to Romulan Data) "Be careful, android! Some Romulan beauty might take a liking to you! Lick that paint right off your ears." |
