WORF: Die.
"Deja Q" Line-by-Line!
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PICARD: Fine. You want to be treated as a human?
PICARD: All right. Mister Worf, throw him in the brig.
Q: You can't do this to me, Jean-Luc.
WORF: You will walk or I will carry you.
Q: Given the option, I’ll…I’ll walk. You’ve disappointed me Jean-Luc. I’m very disappointed. (Worf pushes Q into the turbolift) Hey, I’m claustrophobic. I don’t like it in here. (In the turbolift) It was a mistake. I never should have picked human. I knew it the moment I said it. To think of a future in this shell forced to cover myself with a fabric because of some outdated human morality, to say nothing of being to hot or too cold, growing feeble with age, losing my hair, catching a disease, being ticklish, sneezing, having an itch, a pimple, bad breath. (At Worf) Having to bathe.
WORF: Too bad.
Q: Klingon. I should have said Klingon. In my heart of hearts, I am a Klingon, Worf. (Q puts his hand on Worf’s shoulder. After a stern look from Worf Q moves his hand.) Sorry. So you understand I could never survive in confinement. I mean this is cruel and unusual punishment. The Universe has been my back yard. As a fellow Klingon if you would speak to the captain on my behalf I would be eternally grateful. Which doesn’t mean as much as it used to I admit.
WORF: Be quiet! Or disappear back where you came from.
Q: I can’t disappear anymore than you could win a beauty contest. (Worf opens the door to the brig and they enter) If I could ask you a very simple question do you think you might be able to answer it without it troubling your intellect too much? Ready? Here goes. Would I permit you to lock me away if I still had all my powers?
WORF: You have fooled us too often, Q.
WORF: You have fooled us too often, Q.
WORF: Computer, activate force field.
[Ready room]
PICARD: The question is, what sort of jaded game is he up to this time?
PICARD: The question is, what sort of jaded game is he up to this time?
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