50 Best Star Trek: The Next Generation, Season 1, Episode 22 Quotes

Capt. Picard: Lieutenant Worf, you're now Acting Chief of Security.
Lieutenant: I will do my best, sir.

Lt. Tasha Yar: [her final words] Death is that state in which one exists only in the memory of others, which is why it is not an end. No goodbyes. Just good memories. Hailing frequencies closed, sir.
Capt. Picard: Au revoir, Natasha.

Lt. Tasha Yar: My friend Data. You see things with the wonder of a child, and that makes you more human than any of us.

Doctor: [on Tasha's death] That thing just sucked the life right out of her. There's nothing I can do.

Capt. Picard: A great poet once said: "All spirits are enslaved that serve things evil."
Voice: You do not understand. I do not serve things evil; I *am* evil.
Capt. Picard: Oh, no. You're not.
Voice: I am a skin of evil, left here by a race of Titans, who believed if they rid themselves of me, they would free the bonds of destructiveness.

- I see no reason why not.
- Escort them to their quarters.
- Doctor...
- Captain.
- Could I speak with you, please?
- In private?
- Not right now. Captain.

- You will take us there now or give us a shuttle, but we must have the medicine.
- If you refuse, this person will die.
- I will not be coerced.
- I will do it.
- No, you won't. You're not a killer.

- Captain, I hope you realize what you've done to us.
- Of that, you can be sure.
- Good luck.

Voice: Save your compassion! It's revolting. You offer it like a prize, when in fact, it's an insult.
Capt. Picard: Because you feel unworthy.
Voice: You overrate your gift. You Humans are puny, weak.
Capt. Picard: But our spirit is indomitable.
Voice: And still you die from a flake of my power.

- I am constrained to abide by the terms of our agreement.
- Then you condemn us to death!
- Romas!
- You disgust me.
- If you could see the suffering the plague has caused...
- Well, you are going to when you see what it does to us.
- Romas, are you and t'Jon carrying this plague?

[from Tasha's holographic message]
Lt. Tasha Yar: What I want you to know is how much I loved my life, and those of you who shared it with me. You are my family. You all know where I came from, and what my life was like before, but Starfleet took that frightened, angry young girl and tempered her. I have been blessed with your friendship and your love.

- Set a course to intersect with the freighter, warp 2.
- La forge: Aye, sir.
- Maintain yellow alert.
- T'Jon: I can't control the helm any longer. Our ship is losing orbit.
- We 're heading into the atmosphere.
- Please, do something.
- We 're going to burn up.
- We haven't much time.

Voice: Tell me, tin man, how does it feel to face your own extinction?
Lt. Cmdr. Data: Curious.

Counselor: Who deserted you?
Voice: Creatures whose beauty now dazzles all who see them. They would not exist without me.
Counselor: You were together?
Voice: They perfected a means of bringing to the surface all that was evil and negative within, erupting, spreading, connecting. In time, it formed a second skin, dank and vile.
Counselor: You.
Voice: Yes.

- Are the ornarans recovering?
- T'Jon and romas are feeling fine.
- In fact, too fine.
- Felicium's a narcotic.
- Then t'Jon and romas and everyone on their world...
- Is a drug addict.

[Deanna is in a downed shuttlecraft but Armus blocks the away team's path to her]
Commander William T. Riker: She needs our help!
Voice: So what?

- Every ornaran does.
- Then you may have brought it aboard this ship.
- Was there a medical scan when they transported?
- Unverified. The solar flares could have caused a malfunction in the biofilter.
- Red alert. Medical emergency.
- Dr. Crusher to the observation lounge at once.

Doctor: [to Armus] I'm a doctor. I need to treat our injured comrades.
Voice: Say please.
Doctor: Please.
Voice: You asked nicely. I will allow it.
[Beverly starts moving for the downed shuttlecraft]
Voice: Wait... I've changed my mind.

- You did not think so when it worked in your favor.
- Do you want our world to suffer?
- Oh, no, I don't want that.
- Without the freighters, there will be no more shipments of felicium.
- You must trust yourselves.
- There are other options.
- Ensign, prepare to beam our guests and their cargo down to ornara.

Doctor: What is he made of?
Lt. Cmdr. Data: It did not register on the tricorder.
Voice: "It"? Does that mean I am not alive?
Lt. Cmdr. Data: No. Clearly you are some kind of intelligent form.
Voice: But you said I did not register on your instrument. Perhaps your instruments are useless.

- Lieutenant la forge?
- Course is set, captain.
- Half impulse.
- Aye, sir, one-half impulse.
- On main viewer.
- Mask out the photosphere.
- Magnify.
- Quadrant 07, magnification factor 12.

Lt. Cmdr. Data: You are capable of great sadism and cruelty. Interesting. No redeeming qualities.
Voice: So, what do you think?
Lt. Cmdr. Data: I think you should be destroyed.
Voice: A moral judgment from a machine.

Lieutenant: You are favored in the ship's pool.
Lt. Tasha Yar: You bet on me?
Lieutenant: A sure thing.

Lieutenant: [Worf's first decision as Security Chief: stay aboard] The object here is not to engage the creature in battle. The goal is the safe return of Counselor Troi and Lieutenant Prieto. I can best accomplish this at the tactical station.

Voice: Do you want to know why I killed her?
Counselor: Your answer would be meaningless. That act had no reason.
Voice: Exactly! It had no meaning. I did it because I wanted to. It amused me.
Counselor: No. You thought it would amuse you; but it didn't.

- Data, can you tap into their computer and clarify the situation?
- I will attempt it, sir.
- Captain, the tractor beam is available, if you want it.
- At least we can pull them out of orbit before they enter the atmosphere.
- Freighter, we're gonna lock on the tractor beam and pull you out of orbit.
- T'Jon: Hey, that's great.

- We're establishing the link right now.
- T'Jon: We 're ready.
- Then all six of you get on the transporter platform.
- On my signal, energize.
- I've got their initial transporter signal.
- Interlock complete.
- Energize on my Mark.
- Four, three, two, one, energize.

Lt. Cmdr. Data: [to Armus] You are capable of great sadism and cruelty. No redeeming qualities.
Voice: So what do you think?
Lt. Cmdr. Data: I think you should be destroyed.
Voice: [scathingly] A moral judgement from a machine!

- Stop this. Now!
- Riker: Security to cargo bay 11.
- Behave yourselves, gentlemen.

- There's no reasoning with you.
- Langor, you expect too much from them.
- You always have.
- And you've always been disappointed.
- You didn't pay for it.
- Therefore it's not yours.
- Damn you, sobi.

- Langor: We want to be fair, captain.
- We agree to permitting them two doses for immediate use.
- No charge.
- I'll let my medical officer handle it.
- Langor: Captain.
- I trust you won't mind if we're present while you open the cargo?

- Picard: Space, the final frontier.
- These are the voyages of the starship enterprise.
- Its continuing mission: To explore strange new worlds, to seek out new life and new civilizations, to boldly go where no one has gone before.

Capt. Picard: You say you are true evil? Shall I tell you what true evil is? It is to submit to you. It is when we surrender our freedom, our dignity instead of defying you.

Counselor: You were really surprised they came back.
Voice: Yes.
Counselor: Why? Because the others did not?
Voice: What others?
Counselor: You can't hide the emptiness from me. The others - the ones who hurt you, who left you alone, rejected. The ones who make you so angry.
Voice: What do you know of them?
Counselor: Only what you tell me.
Voice: I will tell you nothing!
Counselor: Not now, but soon.

Lt. Cmdr. Data: [about whether the tar-like oil slick that is Armus is a living creature] It is possible. It possesses two of the requisites for life.
Voice: [his deep, almost demonic voice is heard for the first time] Very good, tin man!
[Armus slowly lifts himself like a slimy ghost rising from the dead, before the landing party's very eyes]
Capt. Picard: [back on the Enterprise Bridge, Picard becomes concerened] What is it, Number One? What are you seeing?
Commander William T. Riker: [grimly; as Armus reaches his full height] Trouble.

- My insides are still shaking, but I'm all right.
- Captain picard, could I see you a moment?
- I'll stay here.
- Come with me, doctor.
- This could be interesting.

- I'm feeling very shaky.
- We cannot hold out much longer.
- They believe it will help them.
- That in itself might control their symptoms.
- I'll talk with the brekkians.
- Thank you, captain.
- We appreciate anything you can do.

- It's mutually beneficial.
- The ornarans provide us with the necessities of life, and we provide them with the necessities of living.
- It is a fair exchange.
- Interesting relationship.
- Excuse me. I'll take that to sickbay.

- And that's the trap.
- Tasha: All you care about is getting your next dosage.
- Nothing else matters.
- I guess I just don't understand.
- Wesley, I hope you never do.
- Picard [over intercom]: Lieutenant yar, we 're ready.

- I've never seen anything like this before.
- The violence of those eruptions is awesome.
- Captain, I'm reading an unusual number of sunspots and eruptive prominences, sir.
- The magnetic field is extremely irregular.
- Captain, deflectors are being hit by huge bursts of x-rays.

- You're feeling better?
- Yes, thank you.
- I'm fine now.

- Crusher: Can I help? T'Jon: No.
- Hurry up.

Lt. Tasha Yar: Captain Jean-Luc Picard. I wish I could say you've been like a father to me, but I've never had one, so I don't know what it feels like, but if there was someone in this universe I could choose to be like, someone who I would want to make proud of me, it's you - you who have the heart of an explorer and the soul of a poet.

[last lines]
Lt. Cmdr. Data: Sir - the purpose of this gathering... confuses me.
Capt. Picard: Oh? How so?
Lt. Cmdr. Data: My thoughts are not for Tasha, but for myself. I keep thinking how empty it will be without her presence. Did I miss the point?
Capt. Picard: No, you didn't, Data. You got it.

Capt. Picard: What is it, Number One? What are you seeing?
Commander William T. Riker: Trouble.

- Disintegration is imminent.
- We're running out of options.
- Let's get them off there.
- T'Jon, stand by to beam over.
- T'Jon: If you think that's best.
- Well, unless you have any other options, yes, I think that's best.
- T'Jon: Well, whatever you say.

Voice: [referring to Riker] Should I let him go?
Counselor: You only ask to torment me!
Voice: Perhaps.
Counselor: How should I answer? What can I offer except myself?
Voice: And would you give yourself for him? Would you give that much?
Counselor: Yes. Without hesitation!
Voice: Just for him?
Counselor: No, not just for him. I would do the same for any of the others.

- Help us, please.
- Help us.
- I'm not sure that I can.

- No doubt, but they will pass.
- That seems so cruel.
- We could have made their burden easier.
- Could we have?
- Perhaps in the short term.
- But to what end?

- Wonder if the strong magnetic field of their sun has to do with it.
- Could be. I wonder how much power our guests can produce.
- Or if they need to recharge.
- It's an interesting ability. Question is, how do I defend against it?
- Think our visitors pose a threat?
- I don't know.
- But if they do, I'd better be ready for it.
- Precisely, lieutenant.