Respectfully, sir, I’m not sure–
I think I’m aware of your opinion, Commander; this is a briefing. I’m not seeking your consent.
Whoever he is, he sure talks gloomy!
If you guys screw up, I’m the one who winds up buried in the desert.
All the varieties of land and weather known to Earth within a few hours’ walk.
I happen to be a firm believer in Rule of Acquisition Number 285: “No good deed ever goes unpunished!”
So what we do is, we help one guy take over the planet: he pulls the strings, and then we pull his.
He bathed, now he’s roaming the ship. He must be the only engineer in Starfleet who doesn’t go to engineering!
Sure I remember the Alamo.
“We must inform Starfleet Command.”
“Inform them of what?! A new weapon that is invisible? Raving lunatics, that’s what they’ll call us. They’ll say we’re so desperate to exonerate the captain that we’ll say anything.”
This assumption underlies everything that we hold dear. But that belief has been questioned in recent years — not only by the circles of science and philosophy, but by common people as well!
Fascinating.
Nothing disagrees with me more than having to put theories into practical use. But there’s no choice, so pay attention to what we’re doing here.
More?
I’ve thought about having children, but I must say I never considered having them with you.
Please.
I…um…yes. Can I get a towel, please?
I hate this! It is revolting!
I guess this whole experience has left me feeling a little overwhelmed: flying at warp ten, evolving into a new life form, mating, having alien offspring…
Nobody drives anymore!