
DARGO: Alright, we're crashing! I've got hard alcohol to drink on a desert planet, and I've got a phaser to shoot at strange energy fields. Now I can finally win that Darwin award!

RIKER: Analysis Mr Worf.
WORF: The love tester machine is functioning at normal capacity. It appears you really are a 'Cold fish'.

ROMULAN: By the way, no disrespect but I have to ask. Are you SURE we can take over all of Vulcan with only 150 troops?
SELA: Of course I'm sure.
ROMULAN: Okay, okay. Just seems a bit small for an invasion force, but that's just MY opinion.

PAKLED 1: He does not know what else we use it for.
PAKLED 2: He is not smart.

DATA: I'm detecting two more people trapped in this creature's belly.
MARINER 1: Hello, so good of you to join us! We are two mariners, our ship's soul survivors, in this belly of a space whale. Its ribs are ceiling beams. Its guts are carpeting. I guess we have some time to kill.
DATA: It appears one of them abandoned the other's mother, leading to her crippling debt and eventual death, and then when he was tracking him down in revenge, they both got swallowed by this space whale. He appears to be a very good singer.