“Tendi, please! I just wanna go swimming with girls!”
“Then give me your brain!”
“NO!”
You may not arrive at the coordinates you set, but you’ll find where you belong. And sometimes the space between us isn’t as far as we might think.
“Guess who I get to meet today! The creator of Fair Haven, Captain Proton himself, Lieutenant Tom Paris!”
“Wow, so awesome! Is he still a salamander?”
Cadet, you are obviously under the mistaken impression that I am asking you for a favor. I want a name, and I want it now, and that is an order! Understood, Mr. Nog?!
Who am I to argue with me?
BOIMLER: They don’t like when people ask how they came back, man. It’s probably just a transporter pattern buffer thing.
MARINER: Yeah, or a restored katra, or a mirror universe switcheroo, or the Borg rebuilt him.
BOIMLER: Or he could be a future son from an alternate timeline, or maybe he got Genesis Deviced, or time ribboned.
MARINER: Or he was trapped in the Nexus.
BOIMLER: Nexus, time ribbon, it’s the same thing.
We can come back from this. We can start over.
I’m going to burn your heart in a fire!
Please, Mister Scott: restrain your leaps of illogic.
I’ve never trusted Klingons. And I never will. I could never forgive them for the death of my boy.
Get us out of here!
TENDI: I… I just don’t understand. Why not just get your exam?
T’ANA: You want me to see a doctor? I am the doctor! When I picked you for this job, I was counting on you to give up.
TENDI: Maybe the old Tendi was a pushover, but a lot’s changed since slightly earlier today.
The puppy playpen is one of our most popular offerings. For the more deviant among you, we also have kittens. No judgment.
“The pie-eating contest is canceled?! But I’ve been expanding my G.I. tract to fit more pie!”
“And I’ve been practicing dislocating my jaw!”
Fuck, yeah! Logic, bitch!
To do my job.
I’m glad you two worked your whole thing out, but can we maybe focus on the bone-drinking monster this plant guy probably set loose?
It’s how they start arguments with people they’ve just met.
Fascinating. A mountain or possibly a volcano has appeared.
BOOM!
Ah. It is a volcano.
I mean, I am the guy who writes down things to remember to say when there is a party. And then when he finally gets there, he winds up alone, in the corner, trying to look… comfortable examining a potted plant.