“You! What planet is this?”
“That’s quite all right, my dear, because I’ve convinced myself that you’re just a hallucination.”
[very dry]I see you managed to get your shirt off.[/dry]
Well, I know what a movie is.
Gentlemen, there is one thing which requires the immediate attention of all of us. Specifically: our future.
“I’m allergic to Retinax V.”
“Something that can’t possibly exist, but it does.”
Perhaps something occurred during transport, Commander.
Felis catus, is your taxinomic nomenclature, an endothermic quadraped, carnivorous by nature?
“Don’t you think I know that? There was, but not anymore!”
“Intuition, however illogical, Mr. Spock, is recognized as a command prerogative.”
“What is nessesary is never unwise.”
“You filthy traitor! I’ll kill you! I’ll… kill you!”
“Now when you jettisoned the fuel and ignited it, you knew that there was virtually no chance of it being seen.”
“Commander, your attire is not only more appropriate, it should actually stimulate our conversation.”
(One of my favorite lines of Spock’s).
At 0800 hours, station time, the Romulan Empire formally declared war against the Dominion. They’ve already struck fifteen bases along the Cardassian border. So, this is a huge victory for the good guys; this may even be the turning point of the entire war!
You see, I feel sorrier for you than I do for him, because you’ll never know the things that love can drive a man to… the ecstasies, the miseries, the broken rules, the desperate chances, the glorious failures, and the glorious victories. All of these things you’ll never know, simply because the word “love” isn’t written into your book.
“Picard and Dathon… at El-Adrel.”
“Romeo and Juliet on the balcony.”
Ohhh shit.