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Guided by Consciences Sensitive to the Needs of Global Society

When has justice ever been as simple as a rule book? 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. Computer, belay that order. Yes, absolutely, I do indeed concur, wholeheartedly! 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? Did you come here for something in particular or just general Riker-bashing? Mr. Crusher, ready a collision course with the Borg ship. Ensign Babyface! Now, how the hell do we defeat an enemy that knows us better than we know ourselves? I'll be sure to note that in my log. We finished our first sensor sweep of the neutral zone. In all trust, there is the possibility for betrayal. This should be interesting. I suggest you drop it, Mr. Data. Some days you get the bear, and some days the bear gets you. Mr. Worf, you do remember how to fire phasers? Wait a minute - you've been declared dead.

You can't give orders around here.

But the probability of making a six is no greater than that of rolling a seven.

Smooth as an android's bottom, eh, Data?