(seeing Wesley Crusher looking well worn, Picard quips to Wesley describing his appearance)
You don't exactly look ship-shape yourself, sir.
Star Trek: The Next Generation · Season 1
(seeing Wesley Crusher looking well worn, Picard quips to Wesley describing his appearance)
You don't exactly look ship-shape yourself, sir.
Therapists are always the worst patients. Except for doctors, of course.
A resumption of our present course at warp six will place us in the T'lli Beta system in six days, thirteen hours, forty-seven minutes.
What, no seconds?
I have discovered, sir, a certain level of impatience when I calculate a lengthy time interval to the nearest second. However, if you wish...
No, no. Minutes is fine.
Is this how you handle all of your personnel problems?
Sure. You'd be surprised how far a hug goes with Geordi, or Worf.
I could be pursuing an untamed ornithoid without cause.
[experimenting with "friendly insults and jibes"] My hair does not require trimming, you lunkhead.
[performing the tap step he has just learned] Am I dancing, Doctor?
They don't do a lot of tap-dancing at weddings.
Why?
Well, Data, because...I don't really know why, Data.
Some days you get the bear, and some days the bear gets you.
I was on Setlik III with Captain Maxwell the morning after the massacre. We were too late, of course. Almost everyone was dead.
It was a terrible mistake. We were told the outpost was a launching place for a massive attack against us.
The only people left alive were in an outlying district of the settlement. I was sent there with a squad to reinforce them. Cardassians were advancing on us, moving through the streets, destroying, killing. I was with a group of women and children when two Cardassian soldiers burst in. I stunned one of them. The other one jumped me. We struggled. One of the women threw me a phaser, and I fired. The phaser was set at maximum. The man just incinerated, there before my eyes. I'd never killed anything before. When I was a kid, I'd worry about swatting a mosquito. It's not you I hate, Cardassian. I hate what I became because of you.
You're a fool, Picard. History will look at you and say, "This man was a fool."
I'll accept the judgment of history.
Both Maxwell and O'Brien sing "The Minstral Boy":
The Minstrel-Boy to the war is gone,
In the ranks of death you'll find him;
His father's sword he has girded on,
And his wild harp slung behind him.
"Land of song!" said the warrior-bard,
"Tho' all the world betrays thee,
One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard,
One faithful harp shall praise thee!"
I'm not going to win this one, am I Chief?
No Sir.
The loyalty you would so quickly dismiss does not come easily to my people, Gul Macet. You have much to learn about us. Benjamin Maxwell earned the loyalty of those who served with him. In war, he was twice honored with the Federation's highest citation for his courage and valor. And if he could not find a role for himself in peace, we can pity him, but we shall not dismiss him. [turns his back on the Cardassian officer] Take this message to your leaders, Gul Macet. "We'll be watching."
In the hands of a con artist, fear can be used to motivate obedience, capitulation, the exploitation of innocent people - and that is what I believe has happened here and I intend to prove that.
I've encountered many who are more credibly to be called the devil than you.
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