Never a dull moment.
Oh, I seriously doubt the Finance Ministry would try to have me executed for failure to pay my taxes.
You will need to head down to the terminal.
Also: a sidecar? Even in your fantasy, you’re not driving?
You’re just so clearly over-caffeinated.
I will not fight for Starfleet. But I will defend its ideals.
You used to be just a second-rate officer; now you’re a traitor and a coward. How does that feel?
Like a scallop.
My taste buds are definitely happy to have him around.
“Captain Kirk is not among us.”
“You lie!”
“I am a Vulcan. I am incapable of lying. Captain Kirk is on the planet’s surface.”
“THEN GIVE ME HIS COORDINATES!”
…Tombstone, Arizona…
…October 26, 1881…
…the day of the gunfight at O.K. Corral…
…and we’re the Clantons…
Give me 30 cc’s of whatever the @#$%& worked last time!
But men will always be men no matter where they are.
Germany. Fascism. Hitler. They won the Second World War.
If I felt that nobody wanted to be around me, I’d probably be late and nervous too.
“Everything you ever wanted to know about Earth is in that PADD.”
“You mean, it’ll teach me how to attract human females?”
“Well… almost everything.”
Well, there’s no accounting for taste.
1920’s Chicago? Nobody’s washing their hands.
Sure goes against everything we’ve heard about not polluting the timeline, doesn’t it?
Red line on the transporter, Mr. Scott!