Home. Where is it? Someday we’ll know… cousin.
So *that’s *when you hit the Klingons?
“Have you ever heard Data define friendship?”
“No.”
“How did he put it? ‘As I experience certain sensory input patterns, my mental pathways become accustomed to them. The inputs eventually are anticipated and even missed when absent’.”
It’s vile!
It’s… green.
It is real!
I’ve been in this room before.
We all have.
If there’s nothing wrong with me, there must be something wrong with the universe!
OFF
That is my all-time favorite Star Trek quote.
ON
What’s a knock-out like you doing in a computer-generated gin joint like this?
They say time is the fire in which we burn.
“We’ll get pretty singed at that range.”
“Not as singed as they’re going to get!”
I hope whoever’s in charge down there hasn’t taken a lunch break.
My chicken sandwich and coffee. This is my chicken sandwich and coffee!
“Didn’t you order tea, sir?”
“Now that should not have happened.”
“Tea? Earl Grey, hot.”
“Of course it’s hot, what do you want in it?”
“Nothing!”
“I have never questioned the orders or the intelligence of any representative of the Federation. Until now.”
“The Federation is nothing more than a Homo sapiens-only club.”
“Present company excepted, of course.”
“‘Early bird…’? I believe Cmdr. Shelby erred. There is no evidence of avifaunal or crawling vermicular lifeforms on Jouret IV.”
Stand down from red alert, Mr. Worf. And transmit another copy of Starfleet’s ship recognition protocols, and tell them to read it this time!
“Madam, have you ever considered a career in security?”
“If it’s anything like babysitting, I’m an authority.”