I am the only Cardassian left… and if no one else will stand against the Klingons, I will
Good tea. Nice house.
Fun fact, I’m gonna rip your eyes out!
Yes, I enjoyed it… after all these years. I DID enjoy it! The one thing I wanted to do, after all these years, was beat the tar out of Finnegan.
Consider yourself on report. This is no time for heroics.
I’ll have ten chocolate sundaes.
“It’s an Earth drink. Prune juice.”
“A warrior’s drink!”
Where I come from, that’s soda pop. This is a drink for a man.
Well, Mr. Spock, for the next five or six hours, we’re going to have the happiest crew in space. Of course, we won’t get much work done.
“As days go, this is … a weird one.”
We have three days to live over again.
GUINAN: What’s that?
PICARD: That’s history fulfilling itself.
Phasers locked onto their warp core, Captain. Please, please let me shoot their warp core. I have been very good this month!
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.
Ahhhh! Gorn wedding!
You have lost. Admit it to yourself. Stop running.
I thought you said this trash wasn’t worth fighting for.
It is very cold…
in SPACE!
You will die of suffocation, in the icy cold of space
There is no way anyone can prevent it, sir. At some future date, I will be transported back to 19th-century Earth, where I will die. It has occurred. It will occur.