The Enterprise has science officers, medical specialists, engineers; our captain is undoubtedly an accomplished diplomat. But we — we — are the warriors. There are times for diplomacy; this is not one of them.
Juliet, on the balcony.
Then I’ll talk to Lady Macbeth.
Charming woman.
I think not, Mister Worf; it’s just a piece of space debris.
Let me help.
No! This weakness disgusts me! I hate it!
Hardly that, Captain!
One cannot deny human nature. What kind of a man is Commander Riker?
I’ll check in on you tomorrow.
But in 24 hours, we won’t have a clue where Captain Kirk is!
Sorry, bad habit.
There’s just one thing I don’t understand. You were such a rotten swimmer, Louis. Thinking of you working on the ocean floor…
We must cultivate bacteria to make cheese.
A product for which you have no use, but which the Ornarans can’t live without.
There’s coffee in that nebula.
Do you realise how many great advancements of mankind have been tied to speed?
Make us go!
You’ve got to let me finish what I started, or in six minutes World War Three begins!
We made a clean getaway.