October 8th, 2020
You did exactly what you had to do. You considered all your options, you tried every alternative and then you made the hard choice. Sure. You’d be surprised how far a hug goes with Geordi, or Worf. Mr. Worf, you sound like a man who’s asking his friend if he can start dating his sister. Computer, lights up! But the probability of making a six is no greater than that of rolling a seven.
Mr. Crusher, ready a collision course with the Borg ship. The unexpected is our normal routine. I’d like to think that I haven’t changed those things, sir. Yes, absolutely, I do indeed concur, wholeheartedly! I can’t. As much as I care about you, my first duty is to the ship. When has justice ever been as simple as a rule book? We could cause a diplomatic crisis. Take the ship into the Neutral Zone Fate protects fools, little children and ships named Enterprise. They were just sucked into space. About four years. I got tired of hearing how young I looked. This should be interesting.
Is it my imagination, or have tempers become a little frayed on the ship lately? I guess it’s better to be lucky than good. Commander William Riker of the Starship Enterprise. 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.
A surprise party? Mr. Worf, I hate surprise parties. I would never do that to you. Sorry, Data.
October 7th, 2020
Ensign Babyface! Damage report! Smooth as an android’s bottom, eh, Data? Talk about going nowhere fast. Worf, It’s better than music. It’s jazz. Our neural pathways have become accustomed to your sensory input patterns. Besides, you look good in a dress. Congratulations - you just destroyed the Enterprise. This is not about revenge. This is about justice. The Enterprise computer system is controlled by three primary main processor cores, cross-linked with a redundant melacortz ramistat, fourteen kiloquad interface modules. 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. and attack the Romulans. Not if I weaken first. That might’ve been one of the shortest assignments in the history of Starfleet. A lot of things can change in twelve years, Admiral. I recommend you don’t fire until you’re within 40,000 kilometers.
Your head is not an artifact! Yesterday I did not know how to eat gagh. We have a saboteur aboard. Computer, belay that order. Travel time to the nearest starbase? Wouldn’t that bring about chaos? Well, I’ll say this for him - he’s sure of himself. Earl Grey tea, watercress sandwiches… and Bularian canapés? Are you up for promotion? You’re going to be an interesting companion, Mr. Data. The look in your eyes, I recognize it.
You used to have it for me. When has justice ever been as simple as a rule book? I’ll alert the crew. And blowing into maximum warp speed, you appeared for an instant to be in two places at once. I’m afraid I still don’t understand, sir. Why don’t we just give everybody a promotion and call it a night - ‘Commander’? Flair is what marks the difference between artistry and mere competence…