Discussion in 'The Next Generation' started by LeadHead, Oct 17, 2012.
^ That's Guinan, not Picard.
GUINAN: You just do. Do you remember the first time we met?
PICARD: Of course.
GUINAN: Don't be so sure. I just mean, if you don't go on this mission... [Guinan sprinkles an additive into the drink she's been mixing; the balance of the drink is thrown off and it instantly evaporates]... We'll never meet.
[Data's hotel room]
(in a sight reminiscent of City on the Edge of Forever, Data has built a Contraption)
(Jack London staggers in with an anvil)
London: Sorry it took so long, Mister Data.
DATA: Apology is not necessary.
[Data effortlessly picks up the anvil with one hand and in reaction to surprise from London feigns over-exertion in his arm and drops the anvil back down, grabbing his arm in "pain.")
LONDON: Are you all right?
Data: I believe I have overexerted myself.
LONDON: Yeah, I'll say. Did you get it working?
LONDON: Whatever it is.
Data: (Handing London money) This is for your trouble.
BELLBOY: What are you going to do with the anvil?
DATA: I require a low intensity magnetic field core. I believe the iron mass of the anvil will provide that.
London: What's it going to be when it's finished?
DATA: What do YOU think it is going to be?
London: If I were to guess, maybe a new kind of motor for one of those horseless carriages.
DATA: That is a good guess.
London: Hot damn. You really think there's money in those things?
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