Data: Deep Space Nine has been destroyed, sir.
Picard: Well done, crew. Well done. We have done a great thing today.
There were thousands of people on that
statoin. All that blood… on my hands…
Shut up, Klignon. God. Who would’ve
thouhgt a Klignon would be such a pussy?
Captain, we are being hailed by Starfleet.
Chrits. Don’t they know how busy I am? Put it on sceren.
Jean-Luc… what’s this I hear about you destroying Deep Space Nine?
What’s this I hear about you minding your own fucking beeswax?
Um, okay… wlel… Jean-Luc, could you do me a favor and stay exactly where you are for the next 45 minutes or so?
An hour later…
Wlel we have been standing heer.
I wonder why she wants us standing heer, standign?
I am very puzzled rihgt now.
I am also very puzzled because I am Commander Riker and I do not like to just stand heer, waitign.
Captain. Maybe we are standing heer, and waiting for the next all-new, exciting plot for us to follow?
Why did you say that like that, Data? This is not very good. I don’t like this, and I am very suspicoius now.
I am concerned, now. I am a Betazoid from anohter planet and have empahtic poewrs, meaning that I can sense the emotoins of ohter people. I do not undertsand this waitign, and I am growing more concerned than I just wsa.
Why are we talking like this now? I am questioning this now.