Every kiss is as the first…
DROXINE: I have never before met a Vulcan, sir.
SPOCK: Nor I a work of art, madam.
Captain Picard Day?
I’m not pleading for my life, Gal’na. I’m pleading for yours.
“It never rains, but it pours.”
“As a doctor, you of all people should know the dangers of re-opening old wounds.”
“Sorry.”
Blast that tin-plated pot!
Zinda, his face black, his eyes red.” …
“Kiazi’s children, their faces wet.”
Angels and ministers of grace, defend us!
O’BRIEN: You don’t know me very well, Constable, but I, I, I’ve been in service to the Federation, Starfleet, all my adult life. No one has ever questioned my loyalty. No one in my entire life has ever had cause to ask, Miles O’Brien, are you a criminal? I took an oath to defend the Federation and what it stands for. I don’t steal from them. I don’t lie to them. I’m no angel, but I try to live every day as the best human being I know how to be. I need my little girl to wake up in the morning and look up at me and see a man she can respect. Until now, she always could.
ODO: Being accused of a crime is not a disgrace, Chief. Some of the great figures of history have shared the honour with you.
O’BRIEN: I didn’t figure on dying a martyr.
ODO: Not all of them were martyrs, not all of them died. Some of them were just innocent men… like you. Now, I’ve managed to get myself named to your defense team. I’ll be there tomorrow. Your wife will be there as well, but she won’t be weeping and neither will you. I want the Archon to see the clear, unwavering eyes of an innocent man. Is that understood?
O’BRIEN: Yes, sir.
There are times when I envy you, Mr. Data.
GUINAN: Well, consider that in the history of many worlds there have always been disposable creatures. They do the dirty work. They do the work that no one else wants to do because it’s too difficult, or to hazardous. And an army of Datas, all disposable, you don’t have to think about their welfare, you don’t think about how they feel. Whole generations of disposable people.
PICARD: You’re talking about slavery.
GUINAN: I think that’s a little harsh.
PICARD: I don’t think that’s a little harsh. I think that’s the truth. But that’s a truth we have obscured behind a comfortable, easy euphemism. Property. But that’s not the issue at all, is it?
Itsh green!
Since the days of the first wooden sailing ships, all ship masters have enjoyed one special privilege…
“Computer… remove the plank!”
“Number One, that’s ‘Computer, retract plank’, not 'Computer, remove plank.”
“Right, sir. SORRY!”
I am not programmed to respond in that area.
If you prick me… do I not… leak?
Life… don’t talk to me about life.
Disregard that last one.
Data, what is the answer to the ultimate question about life, the universe, and everything?
(j/k)
Includeling the kiddelies?