"The Vulcan Trilogy" Line-by-Line!

Captain, we’ve just lost the warp engines.

 

Where's your stubbornness now, Picard, your arrogance? Do you still profess to be prepared for what awaits you?

 

The Borg ship is re-establishing its tractor beam.

 

Lock on photon torpedoes.

 

Yes, sir.

 

Without our shields, at this range there is a high degree of probability that a photon detonation could destroy the Enterprise.

 

Prepare to fire.

 

I'll be leaving now. You thought you could handle it, so handle it.

 

Q, end this.

 

Q. End this.

 

Moi? What makes you think I am either inclined or capable to terminate this encounter?

 

If we all die, here, now, you will not be able to gloat. You wanted to frighten us. We're frightened. You wanted to show us that we were inadequate. For the moment, I grant that. You wanted me to say I need you. I need you!

 

Position.

 

0-7-0 mark 6-3, sir. Back where we started.

 

That was a difficult admission. Another man would have been humiliated to say those words. Another man would have rather died than ask for help.

 

I understand what you've done here, Q, but I think the lesson could have been learned without the loss of eighteen members of my crew.

 

If you can’t take a little bloody nose maybe you ought to go back home and crawl under your bed. It’s not safe out here. It’s wondrous with treasures to satiate desires both subtle and gross. But it’s not for the timid

 

Mister Crusher, set course for the nearest starbase.

 

Course laid in for Starbase Eighty Three, sir.

 

Course laid in for Starbase 83, sir.