I’m pretty much unbeatable at tongo.
Maybe you should challenge Kolrami to Strategema.
I believe that answers your question.
It’s like a jigsaw puzzle, all one color. No key to where the pieces fit in.
Have I got this sport all wrong?
I will send you my mother’s recipe.
This is not an efficient method for the preparation of sustenance.
This is going to be with you a long time, Jean-Luc. A long time. You have to learn to live with it.
I still can’t believe Starfleet saw fit to give a thief, a pirate, and a spy their own ship.
Clearly, we still possess certain skills — it would seem we know how to operate this ship — but our identities have somehow been erased, or suppressed.
For the good of the Skorr, this must be forever secret.
No, no, we don’t have time for that; we’ve encountered a minor mystery, one that has been solved to my satisfaction.
You were such a rotten swimmer, Louis.
I can think of nothing I’d rather do than stay with you. Except staying alive.
You saved this entire base, Kirk. Millions of souls. Thank you.
I have all the specs and diagrams at home!
“It is exactly as they left it, Number One: in the bottle!”
[receives no response]
“…the ship in the bottle.”
[receives no response]
“Good Lord, didn’t anybody here build ships in bottles when they were boys?”
Nevertheless, a brave act, Captain.
And, because anti-time operates opposite the way normal time does, the effects would travel backwards through the space-time continuum!
All the close calls he had flying warp trials, and he gets himself killed climbing Mount McKinley.