THE Q AND THE GREY

Janeway: If you think this puerile attempt at seduction is going to work, then you're even more self-deluded than I thought.
Q: You're playing hard to get.
Janeway: As far a you're concerned, Q, I'm impossible to get.

Q: Is it the tattoo? Cause mine's bigger.
Janeway: Not big enough.

Miss Q: What are you doing with that dog? I'm not talking about the puppy.

Miss Q: The Vulcan talent for stating the obvious never ceases to amaze me.

Janeway: Those best qualities of humanity you talked about aren't a simple matter of genetics. Love, conscience, compassion...they're attributes that mankind has developed over centuries...values that are passed from one generation to the next. Creating a new kind of Q is a noble idea. But it will take more than impregnating someone and walking away.

Miss Q: You...helm boy.

Miss Q: You did say you wanted to get into the continuum.
Chakotay: Yes, but in one piece.

Q: I love it when you talk dirty.
Janeway: Why don't I give you two some privacy.
Q: Oh, Kathy. Don't you like to watch?

Q: I was good, wasn't I?
Miss Q: Very good.

Janeway: That was it?
Q: You had your chance. Don't go crying about it now.

Miss Q: Well?
Torres: Well what?
Miss Q: Are you finished yet?
Torres: What you've asked us to do requires a complete reconfiguration of the shield array. It takes a while. For us mere mortals, that is.
Miss Q: Surely there's some way you could speed up the process.
Torres: If you're in such a hurry, why don't you just snap your fingers and do it yourself? [snaps fingers in imitation of a Q] Oh, that's right. You've lost your powers and you need our help.
Miss Q: I don't think you understand. It's imperative that I get back to the continuum before Q mates with your captain.
Torres: I understand perfectly. You aren't the first female who's ever had a male run out on her.
Miss Q: I hope your not comparing some failed romance in your pitiful existence to my eternal association with Q?
Torres: You know, I have really had it with this superiority complex of yours.
Miss Q: It's not a complex, Dear. It's a fact.
Torres: Well, here's another fact: If you don't stop pestering me I'm never going to finish. In which your association with Q may not be quite as eternal as you think.
Miss Q: You know, I've always liked Klingon females. You've got such... spunk. [B'Elanna gives her a look that could make the most powerful Q cringe]

Q to Janeway: The night is young and the sheets are satin.

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