
Q: This is my gift to you, Jean-Luc my friend. From hence forward, all your farts shall shine like gold, and smell like roses!

PICARD: Geordi, did you fix the automatic lighting controls?
GEORDI: Looks fine to me.

Q: It's the weirdest thing. I looked at the science officer in the skant uniform and I haven't been able to walk upright since.

Q: Yeah, you could have made it a LITTLE bigger than that.

Q: I'm immortal again, I can be as tacky as I want!