First Contact Line-by-Line

[LeadHead]

Riker: If we tell him the truth, the timeline-

 

[Vulcan Princess]

TROI: Timeline! This is no time to argue about time. We don't have the time! ...What was I saying?

 

[LeadHead]

Riker: You're drunk.

 

[Vulcan Princess]

Troi: I am not.

 

[LeadHead]

Riker: Yes, you are.

 

[Vulcan Princess]

TROI: Look. He wouldn't even talk to me unless I had a drink with him. And then it took three shots of something called tequila just to find out he was the one we're looking for. And I've spent the last twenty minutes trying to keep his hands off me. So don't go criticizing my counseling techniques. ...It's a primitive culture. I'm just trying to blend in.

 

[LeadHead]

Riker: You're blended all right.

 

[Vulcan Princess]

Troi: I've already told him our cover story. He didn't believe me.

 

[LeadHead]

Riker: Look we are running out of time! Now if we tell him the truth, do you think he'll be able to handle it?

 

[CoveTom]

TROI: If you want my professional opinion... he's nuts.

 

[Vulcan Princess]

Riker: I'll be sure to note that in my log.

 

[LeadHead]

Data: Captain, I believe I am experiencing... anxiety. It is an intriguing sensation, a most distracting-

 

[Vulcan Princess]

PICARD: Data, I'm sure it's a fascinating experience. Perhaps you should deactivate your emotion chip for now.

 

[LeadHead]

Data: Good idea Sir. (Beep) Done.

 

[Vulcan Princess]

Picard: Data, there are times I envy you.

 

[Captain Mike]

CRUSHER: It's only me!!

 

[Randor]

WORF: DOCTOR, are you all right?!

 

[Captain Mike]

CRUSHER:Yes, but we have wounded here.

 

[LeadHead]

Worf: Lopez, get these people back to Deck 14!

 

[Leandar]

Beverly: There was a civilian, a woman from the 21st century, we got separated.