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A surprise party? Mr. Worf, I hate surprise parties. I would *never* do that to you. I think you’ve let your personal feelings cloud your judgement. I recommend you don’t fire until you’re within 40,000 kilometers. I suggest you drop it, Mr. Data. Fear is the true enemy, the only enemy. Mr. Worf, you sound like a man who’s asking his friend if he can start dating his sister. Well, I’ll say this for him – he’s sure of himself.

I’d like to think that I haven’t changed those things, sir. Damage report! Sure. You’d be surprised how far a hug goes with Geordi, or Worf. My oath is between Captain Kargan and myself. Your only concern is with how you obey my orders. Or do you prefer the rank of prisoner to that of lieutenant? Commander William Riker of the Starship Enterprise.

  Then maybe you should consider this: if anything happens to them, Starfleet is going to want a full investigation. Shields up! Rrrrred alert! Wait a minute – you’ve been declared dead. You can’t give orders around here. Congratulations – you just destroyed the Enterprise. I will obey your orders. I will serve this ship as First Officer. And in an attack against the Enterprise, I will die with this crew. But I will not break my oath of loyalty to Starfleet. Maybe if we felt any human loss as keenly as we feel one of those close to us, human history would be far less bloody.

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