A very interesting game, this … poker.
Its commander is not one to repeat a mistake.
Full Astern! Emergency warp speed!!
He’s a sorcerer, that one. He reads the thoughts in my brain.
I’ll kill you, you filthy traitor! I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you!
… limited range! 
I was unprepared for his attack. I instinctively used the Vulcan Death Grip.
Touch me again, and this small box will kill you.
They carry fireboxes!
Others prefer their warfare more open. More… honest.
[SHRUGS] It is a tool. We use it.
Since before your sun burned hot in space and before your race was born, I have awaited a question.
Are you machine, or being?
I see no reason for answers to be couched in riddles.
Certain you don’t know what irritation is?
I answer as simply as your level of understanding permits.
I am both. And neither.
Well, at least I lived long enough to hear that!
no kill i!
Cry for the children.