Borg Queen quotes from Star Trek: Picard

Move backward to go forward. Shatter to mend. The past is now.

At last, Locutus has returned home to his true family. To his collective. To me.

Jean-Luc Picard

You...

You. Are Locutus. And you are not.

Jean-Luc Picard

I know you can see the divergence in time. What did Q do in the past, when he turned our world into a polluted, totalitarian nightmare?

Friend and foe, and now.

Jean-Luc Picard

Answer the question! What did Q do?

A temporal precision. A single change.

Jean-Luc Picard

What was it? When was it?

Calculating... 2024. That is the when. Where is the where? Calculating... Earth. The change in the timeline originates there. In Los Angeles. Calculating... There is someone there to help. A watcher. Seek the watcher.

Calculating temporal trajectory. Initiating tachyon radiation splinter bursts. Neutralising threats.

Rios

[Noticing his controls going haywire] Whoa... [The La Sirena fires torpedoes at two Confederation ships, destroying them] What the... [Rois looks again at the controls] Admiral? [Picard looks at Rios] I'm no longer in command of this ship.

Agnes Jurati

What exactly is the information you hold?

The location of the Watcher, and when the temporal divergence occurs.

Agnes Jurati

Hmm... Are you sure about that?

[checks her memory banks, realises the information is missing] What did you do? Where is it? You...

Agnes Jurati

Stole it. Computer, dictate the file log "shit I stole from the Borg Queen".

No-one takes from me, my dear!

Jean-Luc Picard

Co-ordinates!

Agnes Jurati

To find the Watcher.

Jean-Luc Picard

Well done!

Agnes Jurati

I suppose even higher cybernetic life forms can get sloppy with where they leave secrets lying around. But there's more, isn't there? "When" it happened. I can alm... I can almost feel it. [The Borg Queen glares at Agnes] It'll come to me.

What you have just done here is more difficult, and vastly more dangerous than you realise.

Agnes Jurati

And what is that?

You've impressed me.

Alone... but not lonely. Silence so loud. Voices... carried everywhere on invisible strings. [Lights on La Sirena flicker and the Borg Queen opens her eyes] Computer, intercept local cellular tower frequencies.

Voice pattern not authorized.

Hmm. [imitates Jurati's voice] Computer, intercept local cellular tower frequencies.

Voice pattern not authorized.

[imitates Picard's voice] Computer, intercept local cellular tower frequencies.

Voice pattern not authorized.

[imitates Rios's voice] Computer, intercept local cellular tower frequencies.

Channel open.

Agnes Jurati

I won't let you take this ship.

There you are. I could still sense you in there. Still feel you chattering about.

Agnes Jurati

Do you know what it feels like to put my hands on my friend's throat, and not be able to do a God-damn thing about it?

A bit like hanging limbless. Powerless.

Agnes Jurati

I've been poking around in that trash-dump of a mind - wow, by the way - because I had to know why. Billions of species... planets... and, still, you always needed more.

Perfection takes time, dear.

Agnes Jurati

This was never about perfection, or evolution, or any of that bullshit. It was never enough because you're just like me: lonely.

To share your own crude colloquialism: bullshit.

Agnes Jurati

Then why haven't you killed me? Stop. Stop! You take this ship, you let Soong win, in 400 years, the Confederation wipes out your entire collective.

So myopically linear. You see the branch but not the tree. We know of the Confederation's threat now, and we will prepare. Time... is on our side.

What is this?

Agnes Jurati

The history of the Borg. Well, the only history that matters ... the ending. How it always ends for you. A lone Borgslayer, a united Federation, they come for you-- for your top-shelf, overreaching, Icarus-worthy arrogance.

If prattling on is your choice of weapon, I can wait. You can't be sad forever.

Agnes Jurati

Do the math. In this or any other universe, you always lose. That's why you fight so hard. You live with the death knell of your species across infinite timelines. You fear loss, just like we do. You long for what we all long for. Connection... longevity, discovery. Only you offer it without choice. I'm saying... what if we ask for it? You and I.

Finally, the semblance of a point.

Agnes Jurati

The galaxy is filled with lives that need saving. One of them is lying at your feet right now.

You'd have a cohort pulled from the dying? Recruit from derelict ships? Flotsam of space? You'd have us collect scraps?

Agnes Jurati

And offer second chances. What if we take this ship and build a better Borg? A real collective based not on assimilation but salvation. Think about it: a Borg collective that embraces the uniqueness of its members.

You ask us to embrace weakness.

Agnes Jurati

I'm positing that what you've written off as weakness is actually strength. Cooperation.

Your proposal is absurd. But not entirely un-intriguing.

Agnes Jurati

Imagine, members who would fight harder for what they chose. Who would lose no battles because they made no enemies. Who would not be discarded and replaced. Attachments could grow and deepen. Like Seven. Didn't you love her once, too? And wasn't she the best of what we could be? Somebody who used her Borg half to serve the best of her humanity. Let's build a universe of Sevens. Let's start with this one.

My child, my flesh, blood. For all my darkness, you are light. For all my suffering, you... are life.

Jack Crusher

I don't know what I am. But I know I'm not yours.

Oh, but you are. I have thought of so many names for you. Regenerati. Puer Dei.

Jack Crusher

A fondness for Latin, I see. But I am neither your rebirth, nor the child of God.

That is why you are Võx. Not Locutus, the one who speaks. You are the voice itself. I know you have felt it too, Jack. Believe it.

Jack Crusher

What I believe in is mercy! And that is what this is! [Jack points his phaser at the Borg Queen]

What I see in you, what Vadic saw... an end. The vindication of both our species! To take everything back from those who live like shattered glass! [chuckes] If it were possible for you to kill me, you would have already.

End your struggle, my child. Resistance... is... futile. [laughs]

Jean-Luc Picard

What have you done to him?!

What could I do? I have only my words, and the soft assurances of a mother's love.

Jean-Luc Picard

You are not his mother!

[laughs] Until recently there was no Collective left. There was only I. It was an unimaginable loneliness. One which Jack and I share.

Jean-Luc Picard

You're a liar, a deceiver! You wormed your way into his head!

[enraged] He found me! At the very edge of space where you left us... poisoned. No worlds to consume, no roads by which to return! Just the cruelty to die by starvation and age! And then... as the cries of my children faded, another voice rose. Louder, clearer. Jack's voice.

Jean-Luc Picard

Let him go. Take me! I'm the one you want! Your equal!

[cackles derisively] No, I don't want you, Locutus. The future of the Borg does not lie in assimilation... but evolution.

Jean-Luc Picard

You're insane! You consumed what little collective you had left!

Only to sustain myself long enough to arrive at this moment, to invite you here to witness.

Jean-Luc Picard

Witness what?

[smirks cruelly] Your future's end.