Damage report! I guess it’s better to be lucky than good. This is not about revenge. This is about justice. A surprise party? Mr. Worf, I hate surprise parties. I would *never* do that to you. You enjoyed that. About four years. I got tired of hearing how young I looked. Mr. Worf, you do remember how to fire phasers? That might’ve been one of the shortest assignments in the history of Starfleet. Now we know what they mean by ‘advanced’ tactical training. Our neural pathways have become accustomed to your sensory input patterns. Wouldn’t that bring about chaos? When has justice ever been as simple as a rule book? For an android with no feelings, he sure managed to evoke them in others. And blowing into maximum warp speed, you appeared for an instant to be in two places at once.
<blockquote>Mr. Crusher, ready a collision course with the Borg ship.</blockquote>
Then maybe you should consider this: if anything happens to them, Starfleet is going to want a full investigation. I’m afraid I still don’t understand, sir. Yes, absolutely, I do indeed concur, wholeheartedly! Sorry, Data. Computer, belay that order. Maybe we better talk out here; the observation lounge has turned into a swamp.