Data: I calculate your odds of winning this game at 0.000042 percent, Wesley.
Wesley: Why those odds?
Data: That is the chance of my systems spontaneously failing at any given time.
Riker: That's not what I meant when I said get Data...
Worf: Then say what you mean next time or ask Troi, she's the one that can read minds!
Riker: Ugh! Now I know why Picard sent "me" to entertain the Selay delegation!
Wesley(thinking): If I stand still, maybe he won't see me.
Picard(thinking): If I keep walking really fast, maybe he won't bug me.
Crusher: I revived them.
Crusher: Should I have let them die?
Picard: Most certainly. A druggie, a capitalist and a housewife? The scum of humanity!