I will feed him.
I’m a very good waitress.
He’s biting that female!
A dissatisfied customer?
OK, I need to know the source of that one.
Kalamakazoo! Saturday!
It wouldn’t be much good without it.
Away! Away, spirit! And let honest men approach.
We will maintain your life-support conditions while you return to your ship.
How can that be, from a planet with no people?
Now that’s what I like. Let the women work, too! Universal suffrage!
Well, I got to say, it’s kind of sexy.
You know what Joe’s mistake was? He wasn’t born an Irishman.
That used to be a lot easier.
Two women and three men represented an insufficient gene pool from which to build a society.
One William Riker is unique, perhaps even special. But a hundred of him, a thousand of him diminishes me in ways I can’t even imagine.
You are a fine debater, sir; it is a pity you have used your verbal gifts for mere hucksterism and the advancement of your own greed.
I’ve located them two klicks east.
Can’t you see how much better it will be for you right here? The intellectual rewards alone!