"Encounter at Farpoint" Line-by-Line

[LeadHead]

Data: I remember every fact I am exposed to, Sir.

 

[Leandar]

McCoy (looks at Data's ears): I don't see no points on your ears, boy, but you sound like a Vulcan!

 

[BlueStuff]

DATA: No, sir. I'm an android.

 

[Leandar]

McCoy: Hmph.... almost as bad...

 

[Gul Re'jal]

DATA: I thought it was generally accepted, sir, that Vulcans are an advanced and most honourable race.

 

[Leandar]

McCoy: They are, they are. And damned annoying at times.

 

[BlueStuff]

DATA: Yes, sir.

 

[Gul Re'jal]

MCCOY: Well, this is a new ship, but she's got the right name. Now you remember that, you hear.

 

[LeadHead]

Data: I will, Sir.

 

[Gul Re'jal]

MCCOY: You treat her like a lady, and she'll always bring you home.

 

[BlueStuff]

[Bridge]

PICARD: Did you signal the Hood, Commander Riker?

 

[LeadHead]

Riker: Your exact message: "Bon Voyage mon ami."

 

[Gul Re'jal]

PICARD: What was my answer, computer?

 

[LeadHead]

Q: You're wasting time, Captain.

Q appears on the viewscreen.

Q: Or did you think I was gone?

Worf jumps up from the helm, aiming a phaser at the screen.

 

[Gul Re'jal]

PICARD: Lieutenant! Do you intend to blast a hole through the viewer? If the purpose of this is to test humans, your honour, we must proceed in our own way.

 

[LeadHead]

Q: You are dilatory. You have 24 hours. Any further delay and you risk summary judgement against you, Captain.

Q vanishes.

 

[BlueStuff]

WORF: Sorry, sir.

 

[LeadHead]

Riker: You reacted fast, Mister Worf.

 

[Leandar]

Picard: But futilely!

 

[LeadHead]

Worf: I will learn to do better, Sir.