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Dr.Soong gave me a program which
defines my sense of right and wrong. In essence I have a conscience.
I believe my twenty-six years of
Starfleet service qualifies me for such a post.
I will be transported back to
nineteenth century earth where I will die. It has occurred. It will occur.
It is during my creative
endeavours that I come closest to experiencing what it must be like
to be human.
No one has ever asked me if my
hair will grow or noticed that I can breathe.
That was not a request I was
simply talking to myself.
The emotion of motherhood as
compared to all others felt by humans.
You are ordered to stand down.
Drop your shields and prepare to be boarded.
A guy walks into the doctors office...
Accessing.
Acknowledge the signal.
Actually, I'm quite deficient in
some basic human information. Sneezing for example.
Ahh. I have access.
All systems operating.
As a Starfleet Officer I am
required to follow all of your orders Captain.
As Acting First Officer I must
question your decision to accompany the away team.
As my final duty as acting
Captain I order you to bed... Pleasant dreams, Sir.
Data
As you examine your life do you
find you have missed your humanity?
Spock
I have no regrets.
Begin nightwatch.
By order of Starfleet I hereby
take command of this vessel. Please note the time and date in the
ship's log.
Captain on the Bridge.
Captain we are being boarded.
Captain, there is no rational
justification for this course.
Captain. Another ship is
de-cloaking bearing 215.310. It's the Enterprise.
Captain. I believe the crew is
de-evolving.
Data
Captain. We'll get to the bottom
of this.
Picard
That's the Data that I remember...
Commander, what are your
intentions towards my daughter?"
Commander. You just sit tight.
We'll have this all fixed-up in time for supper.
Computer, decrease illumination
level by one-third standard lux.
Computer, display the transport
logs from the sequence just completed.
Computer. Engage emergency plan ZZ-Alpha.
Considering the rate at which you
imbibe Sir is your lineage at all mixed with human?
Core breach is imminent.
Core shutdown was unsuccessful.
We are losing anti-matter containment.
Data out.
Did I miss the point?
Did I win?
Display sensor sweep. Maximum
range.
Early bird?... There is no
evidence of avifaun or crawling vernacular lifeforms on Jouret IV.
End program.
Enterprise. One to beam up.
Establishing computer link-up.
Interface complete.
Excuse me do you have
authorisation to work in this area?"
Geordi I can not stun my cat.
Goodbye Geordi. I shall miss you
at weapon systems analysis.
Her name is Clare Raymond. Age
35. Occupation: Homemaker. Must be some kind of construction work.
Hiya Doc', what's cooking?
Honey, I'm home.
How did I get here?
How sad dear brother. You make me
wish I were an only child"
Well everybody's from somewhere.
I am an android not a robot.
I am awaiting inspiration.
I am damaged.
Data
I am detecting a quantum flux in
your cellular RNA.
Worf
What does that mean?
I am detecting transporter
signatures in three cargo bays. We are being boarded Sir.
I am incapable of any feeling.
I am not nervous. I am confused.
I am operating within established parametres.
I am reading power fluctuations
on all decks.
I am the culmination of one man's
dream... he added to the substance of the universe.
I assume your handprint will open
this door whether you are conscious or not?.
I believe I have experienced my
first emotion.
I believe I may be of some
assistance.
I can not feel pleasure. I am
only an android.
Data
I could be chasing an untamed
ornithoid without cause.
Crusher
A wild goose chase? |
