Wait! Maybe I’m tired of being a hero? Maybe I’ve thought over what you said, and decided that you’re absolutely right?
It’s just a little hero worship, Doctor. To tell you the truth I can’t say I blame them. We all grew up hearing about what you did. Or what you’re about to do.
All right, fine. But I can’t wait to get back to Deep Space Nine and see your face when you find out that I never existed.
ODO! I want SATISFACTION!
Deanna is just the woman to bring some meaning to your sorry existence, if you’re smart enough to take it. I doubt that you are.
But I wanna be rich now!
Hey, that’s what horse racing’s about! Roll 'em, boy!
He made me promise not to tell you, so you have to keep this under your hats.
Benny, I’m a magazine editor. I am not a crusader, I am not here to change the world; I’m here to put out a magazine.
Let’s finish this at my palace. It’ll make a better location for the photo op, and all my favorite baseballs are there.
No, you’re an irritant; you’ll stay here, and provide a first-class example to the androids of a human failure.
All I ask is a tall ship… and a load of contraband to fill it with.
You have an efficient intellect, superior physical skills, and no emotional impediments; there are Vulcans who aspire all their lives to achieve what you’ve been given by design.
“I have never before met a Vulcan, sir.”
“Nor I, a work of art, madam.”
If I am, you haven’t been able to prove it for four years.
These chromosomes are human.
They say Time is the fire in which we burn.
If you think I’m going to spend sixty dollars for a goddam toaster oven, you’re out of your mind.
Data is a toaster.
The sons of Soong have joined together. And together… we will destroy the Federation.