Well, I’ll call Valhalla and reserve you a room.
Mariner, geez. You’ve been weathering that stem bolt for so long, it probably can’t even self-seal anymore.
Anything you need, I can get it for you wholesale. I can get it for you less than wholesale, if you don’t ask me where it came from.
WEYOUN: They say voluntary termination is quick and painless. I’m afraid it’s not true.
ODO: I’ll get you a pain suppressor.
WEYOUN: That won’t be necessary but there is one thing you can do for me.
ODO: What’s that?
WEYOUN: Give me your blessing.
ODO: I can’t.
WEYOUN: Please, Odo. Tell me that I haven’t failed, that I’ve served you well.
ODO: You have. And for that you have my gratitude, and my blessing.
For hate’s sake, I spit my last breath at thee.
Don’t you feel time gaining on you? It’s like a predator; it’s stalking you.
It sits there looking at me, and I don’t know what it is.
Then I will rule summarily based on my findings: Data is a toaster.
Then you are no different than the Borg.
Please wait.
“Welcome, commander. Please enter. The Prophets await you.”
“…Another time, perhaps.”
“Another time.”
It is simply that I have more to protect than a man in your position could possibly imagine; no offense, but a military career has never been considered to be — ‘upwardly mobile’.
Oh, jeez, are you about to cry? This guy’s not even crying, and his toes are being digested.
I love that man, but — good intentions aside — he’d mess up a free lunch.
You swear well, Picard.
Your Honor, the courtroom is a crucible; in it, we burn away irrelevancies until we are left with a pure product — the truth — for all time.
Smell ya later! And I mean that literally, 'cuz y’all shit everywhere!
Believe me, it’s better to be dead than to live alone in the body of a woman.
I have never calculated them, Captain.
BORG QUEEN (HOLOGRAM): “A remarkable creature. Your design very nearly passes as human.”
BOIMLER: “I am human.”
BORG QUEEN (HOLOGRAM): “Oh! Wow. Then you need to drink more water. Your skin is a mess. But still, I think I should add your biological distinctiveness to our own; it’s kind of our thing.”
BOIMLER: “Are-are you sure? Because I’ve got hay fever and acid reflux. Adding me might result in a net negative for the collective.”