"Time's Arrow" Line-by-Line

[BlueStuff]

^ That's Guinan, not Picard.

PICARD: Why?

 

[Trekker4747]

[Thanks]

GUINAN: You just do. Do you remember the first time we met?

 

[BlueStuff]

[Of course]

PICARD: Of course.

 

[Trekker4747]

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.

 

[Orac]

[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.

 

[Trekker4747]

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.")

DATA: Ow.

 

[Enterprise1981]

LONDON: Are you all right?

 

[Orac]

Data: I believe I have overexerted myself.

 

[Enterprise1981]

LONDON: Yeah, I'll say. Did you get it working?

 

[Orac]

Data: Yes.

 

[Enterprise1981]

LONDON: Whatever it is.

 

[LeadHead]

Data: (Handing London money) This is for your trouble.

 

[Athena28]

BELLBOY: What are you going to do with the anvil?

 

[Enterprise1981]

DATA: I require a low intensity magnetic field core. I believe the iron mass of the anvil will provide that.

 

[Orac]

London: What's it going to be when it's finished?

 

[Trekker4747]

DATA: What do YOU think it is going to be?

 

[LeadHead]

London: If I were to guess, maybe a new kind of motor for one of those horseless carriages.

 

[Trekker4747]

DATA: That is a good guess.

 

[Orac]

London: Hot damn. You really think there's money in those things?

 

[Athena28]

DATA: Perhaps.