“I will die for the empire.”
“Lieutenant!”
“THE CHA’DICH WILL BE SILENT!”
Are our ceremonies meant for offworlders, Spock?
It is a good day to die, Duras. And the day is not yet over.
I think I’m getting spacesick.
Kind of gets you right there, doesn’t it?
Especially the lies.
It must have been harrowing.
Well, Captain, you continue to resist; how stupid of you.
Queen to Queen’s level three.
Why, thank you, Doctor; I’ve just won my fourth game.
Please state the nature of the medical - oh, it’s you.
Well, you know what they say, Lieutenant. Be careful what you wish for. You might get it.
“According to my scanner, you are not here.”
“Believe me, I wish I weren’t.”
Let’s drop the ranks for a moment: I don’t like you. I think you’re insubordinate, arrogant, willful, and I don’t think you’re a particularly good first officer! But you are also the best pilot on the ship.
How will playing cards help?
My timing is digital.
Highly illogical.
You do refuse to enter into the spirit of the thing, don’t you, Captain? Perhaps you’d like a larger role in the ceremony; you could serve as — human sacrifice, for example.
No wars available, eh?
“I could say because they were actively hostile to the Federation.”
“…yes, you could say, but that would be untrue.”