I’ve had twelve years to think about it. And if I had it to do over again, I would have grabbed the phaser and pointed it at you instead of them. Our neural pathways have become accustomed to your sensory input patterns. We know you’re dealing in stolen ore. But I wanna talk about the assassination attempt on Lieutenant Worf. Computer, lights up! Sorry, Data.
- Not if I weaken first. I will obey your orders.
- I will serve this ship as First Officer. And in an attack against the Enterprise, I will die with this crew.
- But I will not break my oath of loyalty to Starfleet. The Enterprise computer system is controlled by three primary main processor cores, cross-linked with a redundant melacortz ramistat, fourteen kiloquad interface modules.
- Some days you get the bear, and some days the bear gets you. Maybe if we felt any human loss as keenly as we feel one of those close to us, human history would be far less bloody. I suggest you drop it, Mr. Data.
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Wait a minute – you’ve been declared dead. You can’t give orders around here. When has justice ever been as simple as a rule book? Mr. Worf, you sound like a man who’s asking his friend if he can start dating his sister. I’ll alert the crew. Earl Grey tea, watercress sandwiches… and Bularian canapés? Are you up for promotion? Worf, It’s better than music. It’s jazz. But the probability of making a six is no greater than that of rolling a seven. Wouldn’t that bring about chaos? I can’t. As much as I care about you, my first duty is to the ship. Captain, why are we out here chasing comets? Mr. Worf, you do remember how to fire phasers?
Could someone survive inside a transporter buffer for 75 years? Your head is not an artifact! Some days you get the bear, and some days the bear gets you.
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We’re not at all alike! Sure. You’d be surprised how far a hug goes with Geordi, or Worf. Commander William Riker of the Starship Enterprise. I’d like to think that I haven’t changed those things, sir. My oath is between Captain Kargan and myself. Your only concern is with how you obey my orders. Or do you prefer the rank of prisoner to that of lieutenant? The look in your eyes, I recognize it. You used to have it for me. The game’s not big enough unless it scares you a little.