(I Googled it, and that’s what I found).
Has the whole galaxy gone crazy?! What kind of a uniform is this?! Where’s your beard?! What’s going on?! Where’s my personal guard?!
(I Googled it, and that’s what I found).
Has the whole galaxy gone crazy?! What kind of a uniform is this?! Where’s your beard?! What’s going on?! Where’s my personal guard?!
“Captain Spock, you do not stand accused!”
“Mr. President, I stand with my shipmates.”
But he was alone. Can you imagine the mind emptied by that thing? Without even a tormentor for company.
Sulu (while tweaking the transporter engineer’s arm for emphasis): …and: Don’t call me “tiny”!
(It was a guard in the Starfleet brig, not a transporter engineer, wasn’t it?)
Permission to speak freely, sir?
" … !"
from Loud as a Whisper
I’m callin’ you a babe, but there’s nothing personal in it.
Granted.
It was not a fair test. There was no way to win.
A no win scenario is a situation every Starfleet officer may face.
Not exact, I know, but why should I care? It’s not like I have to pay royalties for this thread topic.
They’ll burn ya.
I’ll kill you all! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
If I remember correctly, that would involve you in what was called ‘the fast draw’. It initiated unfortunate events.
“General Trelane, Retired” — Squire of Gothos
“I* woulda*! I woulda! I woulda. I woulda.” - General Trelaine, Retired - The Squire of Gothos
I don’t know who he is but he sure talks gloooooomy.
Spock, you’re talking about the end of every life on Earth! You’re half human, haven’t you got any goddamn feelings about *that? *
Kill you…! Kill you allllllll…!
“don’t laugh at me!”
That’s what you get for missing staff meetings, Doctor. Gentlemen, your work today has been outstanding and I intend to recommend you all for promotion… in whatever fleet we end up serving.
At least lemme call my ship and say goodbye!
Knock her down and sit on her if you have to.