Shields up! Rrrrred alert! Congratulations - you just destroyed the Enterprise. We know you're dealing in stolen ore. But I wanna talk about the assassination attempt on Lieutenant Worf. You did exactly what you had to do. You considered all your options, you tried every alternative and then you made the hard choice. Wait a minute - you've been declared dead. You can't give orders around here. 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. You enjoyed that. I guess it's better to be lucky than good. Why don't we just give everybody a promotion and call it a night - 'Commander'? When has justice ever been as simple as a rule book? Yesterday I did not know how to eat gagh.
Mr. Worf, I hate surprise parties. I would *never* do that to you. What's a knock-out like you doing in a computer-generated gin joint like this? Fear is the true enemy, the only enemy. The Federation's gone; the Borg is everywhere! What? We're not at all alike! Besides, you look good in a dress. 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? Some days you get the bear, and some days the bear gets you. Fate. It protects fools, little children, and ships named "Enterprise." Not if I weaken first. and attack the Romulans. The unexpected is our normal routine. Well, that's certainly good to know. And blowing into maximum warp speed, you appeared for an instant to be in two places at once. Could someone survive inside a transporter buffer for 75 years? We could cause a diplomatic crisis. Take the ship into the Neutral Zone Sure. You'd be surprised how far a hug goes with Geordi, or Worf. The Enterprise computer system is controlled by three primary main processor cores, cross-linked with a redundant melacortz ramistat, fourteen kiloquad interface modules.