Worf: And now, a personal request, Sir. Permission to clean up the bridge.~Encounter at Farpoint
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~Where Silence has Lease ~The Last Outpost ~Yesterday's Enterprise ~In Theory ~In Theory ~Sarak ~Half a Life ~Disaster ~Disaster ~Cost of Living ~A Fistful of Datas ~Phantasms Worf: A ship has one bridge! One bridge!! One Riker, one bridge!
Worf: For battle come to me!
Guinan: It's an Earth drink. Prune juice.
Worf (enraptured): A warrior's drink!
Worf: Klingons do not "pursue relationships." They conquer that which they desire.
Picard: Perhaps we have a poltergeist!
Worf: Sir?
Picard: A mischevous spirit.
Worf: Sir.
Picard: Perhaps not.
Riker: Is it my imagination, or have tempers become a little frayed on the ship lately?
Worf: I hadn't noticed. (They enter Ten-Forward. A riot is in progress.) I see what you mean.
Worf: Please, Mrs. Troi! ... and it is Worf, not Woof.
Worf: Congratulations. You are now fully dilated to ten centimeters. You may now give birth.
Keiko: That's what I've been doing!!
Worf: The computer simulation was not like this. That delivery was very orderly.
Keiko: WELL I'M SORRY!!
Worf: You're just supposed to sit here?
Annie (barmaid): What'll you have?
Worf: Klingon fire wine.
Annie (bursts out laughing): This ain't Kansas City! We ain't got any of that fancy European stuff here!
Data: You must talk to him. Tell him that he is a good cat, and a pretty cat, and...
Worf: I will feed him.
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