You’re a hologram too?
I know.
Captain. Edith Keeler must die.
Call Chekov and tell him to send my stomach down.
A question. He has passed into what was. All that you knew has been altered.
What does God need with a starship?
What do you care? By this time tomorrow, you’ll be an amoeba.
My eyes are technically open.
Put your hands over your head, or you ain’t going to have no head to put your hands over.
All hands! Abandon ship! Repeat! All hands, abandon -
Here we go….
Fair point.
Where’s my personal guard?
I thought I broke a captain.
Sometimes a monster is just a monster.
Now you’re an engineer.
Eighteen minutes.
I’m with you every day, Geordi. Every time you look at this engine, you’re looking at me. Every time you touch it, it’s me.
Lunkhead?!?
Annnnnnnnnnnd did those feet, in ancient times, walk upon England’s mountains…