And, because I’ve never been one to play it safe, I choose to try.
And yes, he’s a charming man… but I’m involved with someone.
Did he say Wesley? The boy?
Riker: “And who will tuck him in at night?”
Wesley: “Come on, commander.”
Worf: “I will accept that responsibility.”
Troi: “Well, we know he’ll get his sleep.”
I need to talk about this; I have to justify what’s happened — what I’ve done — at least to myself.
All personnel are required to vacate areas that are undergoing reconstruction.
You really are a scamp, aren’t you? Do you actually think I’d stay here?
“Who’s watching Tolar?”
“I locked him in his quarters. I also left him with the distinct impression that if he attempted to force the lock open, it may explode.”
“I hope that’s just an impression.”
“It’s best not to dwell on such minuitae.”
“You’re insane. You think you can kill a cop and get away with it?”
In déjà vu, you only think you’re repeating events. We actually are.
Pretty soon we’ll be singing duets.
“I want you to know I have the utmost respect for the law.”
[punches the cop]
When I have a problem I can’t figure out, I ask my dad.
That is, ironically, what this is about.
Aft torpedoes, FIRE!
BELAY THAT ORDER! There’s something wrong with the captain; I’m taking command of this vessel.
I see two traitors before us.
But who are we?
We are KLINGONS! We do not dirty ourselves with filthy ledgers looking for some financial trick!
To date, we have encountered 2,085 conspicuous examples of the number 3.