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We did everything we could, if you had come instead of the cargo, you could have all made it. Yes, sir. And if you don’t mind… I’ll ask Counselor Troi to look these visitors over. Surely you don’t want to remain here. How will you take care of yourselves?
With all due respect… it isn’t necessary to give Captain Jellico command of the Enterprise in order to conduct a negotiation. We need the engines on-line in a hurry, remember? You’re gonna make us search through this to find him? Very well, Data. How was it, Captain? Don’t be modest. You can’t tell me you haven’t come up with a few original triumphs…
If you don’t — you force me to take command of this vessel. If we just sit here, we’ll lose all our systems within an hour — including life support. If you like, I’ll arrange a tour of the ship.
He’s a senior admiral. No. But I think you will. One way or another, it’ll come down to you and me. If we don’t get our command computers back on-line soon, this — whatever this is — won’t matter. We’ll all be dead. Which could start a shooting match, and for all we know, a war. And we still might not be able to save the captain. All things considered right now, I’d rather be in Brussels. Power… weapons… communications. We’re being stripped one system at a time…
