Sometimes I envy you, Data.
Admiral, is there something wrong with your chair?
Picard: “What are you looking at?”
Data: “I am not looking at anything, sir. I am continuing to organize my files.”
Picard: “But you were looking at me.”
One… Jealous… god.
“You are hereby accepted to the Vulcan Science Academy. It is truly remarkable, Spock, that you have achieved so much despite your disadvantage.”
On Vulcan the “teddy bears” are alive, and they have 6-inch fangs.
At the time, it seemed the logical thing to do.
“No more blah blah blah!”
Doctor, I am chasing the Captain, Lieutenant Uhura, and Ensign Chekov, not some wild aquatic fowl.
“Can we have some more ice cream?”
Heheheheh. One of my favorite ST:TNG scenes: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QdC6hM9Pn7s
Hail, hail, fire and snow!
To the angel we will go.
Far away, for to see,
Friendly angel come to me.
Well, who am I to question Julian Bashir, secret agent?
Paraphrased:
“We transported them to the Klingon ship, where they’ll be no Trible at all.”
What’s not there, Mister Snott?
(Bobby “Boris” Pickett - Star Drek)
“Ask him a question only the REAL CAPTAIN KIRK WOULD KNOW!”
Oh, wait, that’s not an actual Star Trek quote. That’s just what I scream at the TV every time Turnabout Intruder comes on.
Chocolate wobble and pistachio…and peach.
When it comes to understanding temporal paradoxes, Ensign, my advice is: Don’t even try.
Well Mister Spock, for the next five or six hours, we’re going to have the happiest crew in space.