And now, you come along for a ride with Auntie Raffi. She's going to hook you up with whatever you need.
Is it cake?
You bet it's cake.
Star Trek: Picard · Season 1
And now, you come along for a ride with Auntie Raffi. She's going to hook you up with whatever you need.
Is it cake?
You bet it's cake.
Classic Picard arrogance. You get to make the decisions about who gets to take the chances and who doesn't, and who's in the loop and who's out of the loop, and, naturally, it always ends up with you. And that's fine on the bridge of your starship, captain, but now you're dealing with a teenager, more or less. That can be an extremely humbling experience. Frankly, not sure you're up to it.
Perhaps I'm not.
There you go. Baby steps.
Baby steps.
The Collective picked the wrong Tal Shiar ship to assimilate that day. They ought to have picked mine. I'd have made a much better Borg than you.
That's a hell of a report.
And you thought I was a desperate old man. Quixotic, paranoid, possibly senile…
Let's just leave it at quixotic.
And now the windmills have turned out to be giants.
Admiral Picard, with all due respect, and at long last, shut the fuck up!
They may be right about what happened two hundred thousand years ago. The past is written. But the future is left for us to write and we have powerful tools, Rios. Openness, optimism, and the spirit of curiosity. All they have is secrecy and fear. And fear is the Great Destroyer, Rios.
Data's capacity for expressing and processing emotion was limited. I suppose we had that in common.
Nice work, honey. You got us here really damn fast. And I am never going to do that ever again.
There's a difference between killing an attacking enemy and watching a wounded one die.
Oh man.
How many?
Uh, 218 warbirds.
Ah. 218. That's not so bad.
True. You really only have to worry about the first 109.
Keep saving the galaxy, Picard.
That's all on you now.
Acting Captain Will Riker, in command of the U.S.S. Zheng He.
And...?
And it is my duty to inform you that the United Federation of Planets has designated planet Ghulion IV in the Vayt sector under the protection of Starfleet, according to the terms of the Treaty of Algeron.
Too late. Our claim to this world takes precedence. Move aside.
Afraid not.
[recorded message] I have a priority request to open diplomatic negotiations and protection for the inhabitants of Ghulion IV.
General, or Commodore, or whatever you're calling yourself, right now, I'm on the bridge of the toughest, fastest, most powerful ship Starfleet has ever put into service, and I've got a fleet of them at my back. We've got our phasers locked on your warp cores. And nothing would make me happier than you giving me an excuse to kick your treacherous Tal Shiar ass. But instead, I'm going to ask you one time -- to stand down.
You don't remember your death? I can't forget it.
Apparently I ended my existence in the hope of prolonging yours.
You don't remember your death? I can't forget it. That's right. Before I had even grasped the nature of our situation, you had conceived, and executed it. I was furious.
My apologies, Captain. But I am not certain I could have done otherwise.
True. That might have been the most Data thing you ever did.
It says a great deal about the mind of Commander Data that, looking at the human race with all its violence and corruption, willful ignorance, he could still see kindness, the immense curiosity, and greatness of spirit. And he wanted, more than anything else, to be part of that, to be part of the human family. We are such stuff as dreams are made of, and our little life is rounded with a sleep.
Seize today for we know nothing of tomorrow.
Today is glorious. And none of our tomorrows are guaranteed.
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