Lieutenant Uhura wears a vokaya amulet which I presented to her as a token of my affection and respect. –You gave your girlfriend radioactive jewelry. –The emission is harmless, doctor, but its unique signature makes it very easy to identify. –You gave your girlfriend a tracking device. –...That was not my intention.
Space is disease and danger wrapped in darkness and silence. –Well, I hate to break this to you, but Starfleet operates in space. –Yeah, well, I got nowhere else to go. The ex-wife took the whole damn planet in the divorce. All I got left is my bones.
My God, man, you could at least act like it was a hard decision! –I intend to assist in the effort to re-establish communication with Starfleet. However, if crew morale is better served by my roaming the halls weeping, I will gladly defer to your medical expertise.