Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The rigid Klingon code.
What is this need of yours for costumes, Q?
We've seen it in what they can do.
Aboard the Enterprise, First Officer William T. Riker
Gone. It's just us.
Against your keeping out of humanity's path forever.
Or fear.
Captain, we are showing that same hole in time again.
I have no idea what it means.
Good. I know what your word means.
Of course you wouldn't.
That hardly sounds like Q to give us an advantage like that.
Riker, we have offered you a gift beyond all other gifts.
No more than it was wrong to save the rest of you
So how we respond to a game
At our first meeting you seized my vessel.
I mean, this is hardly a time
Except for these abilities,
Commander Riker, what's going on?
Yeah, but against phasers?
If my magnificence blinds you,
May I please give happiness to my friends, sir? Please, sir?
Without a single tie to his own kind.
Wesley.
The price is a little too high for me.
The penalty box?
I'll discuss all that this new power--
You're the one who said it.
Hear this, Picard, and reflect.
Have you no identity of your own?
Dr. Crusher, this is the captain.
Oh, I know Hamlet.
that we may better understand it.
Why not a simple direct explanation?
Stardate today.
Engage.
Actually, they think very highly of us, Tasha.
that you would've scampered back to your own little star system.
Consorting with lower-ranked females, captain?
I was just thinking about an old-fashioned lemonade.
Oh. Good. He sees them.
Just one of our hand phasers could finish off an entire regiment.
While we're at it,
So you see, we must know more about this human compulsion.
A lead ball propelled by gunpowder.
This is Q, speaking for Captain Jean-Luc Picard,
out of any human's experience.