"The Defector" Line-by-Line

LAFORGE [OC]: Minor damage in the secondary hull.

[Engineering]

LAFORGE: Power transfer fields may be pinched off.

[Bridge]

LAFORGE [OC]: I'm working on it.

 

Enterprise hit again.

Worf: Captain!

I'm back for an hour, lets do this!

 

(Hell yeah!)

PICARD: Not yet, Mister Worf. This is just a tap on the shoulder, or we wouldn't be here talking about it.

 

PICARD: Not yet, Mister Worf. This is just a tap on the shoulder, or we wouldn't be here talking about it.

 

Worf: The Romulans are hailing us.

 

PICARD: On screen.

 

Tomalak: (on screen) Captain Picard, I hardly expected to see you again so soon. It seems this time, you are the one who has made an aggressive charge across the Neutral Zone.

 

PICARD: Commander Tomalak, as I'm sure you already know, we were responding to a warnings of Romulan incursions at Nelvana Three.

 

Tomalak: (on screen) But Captain, as you can see, there is no incursion.

 

PICARD: And the matter of the unidentified subspace radio emissions, and the ionisation disturbances?

 

Tomalak: (on screen) Ah, you must mean, our orbiting probe. We are studying Nelvana 3 for archeological research.

 

PICARD: With a cloaked satellite?

 

Tomalak: (on screen) Really, Captain, would you have us believe this satellite is an excuse for your aggressive charge across the Neutral Zone?

 

PICARD: You can believe what you wish. We will be on our way.

 

Tomalak: (on screen) Without even an apology, Captain?

 

PICARD: If an apology will do, then I offer it.

 

Tomalak: (on screen) I'm afraid that it won't. So I will save you the humiliation.

 

PICARD: Get to it, Tomalak.

 

TOMALAK [on viewscreen]: You see, Picard, after we dissect your Enterprise for every precious bit of information, I intend to display its broken hull in the centre of the Romulan capitol as a symbol of our victory. It will inspire our armies for generations to come, and serve as a warning to any other traitor who would create ripples of disloyalty.

 

JAROK: All the communiqués, all the timetables, all the records. They were all fiction, written for my benefit. A test. A test of my loyalty. And you used me to lure the Enterprise into the Neutral Zone.