Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Because kidnapping is an immoral assault.

and I'm considered among the brightest of my people.

I'm sorry, Picard. I can't give you one.

And anyone foolish enough to listen to you.

You've shown none of the concern Captain Picard would

If it's the door lock,

♪ To find something new ♪

I won't go near that panel again.

Cross-circuiting the door mechanism should be easy.

But I wouldn't call it food.

- We shall have to study it sometime. - Now, Mr. Worf.

♪ We'll fight and we'll conquer again and again ♪

We wish only to return to our worlds.

This isn't a holding cell.

I'm thinking, I'm thinking.

Space, the final frontier.

I'm not playing any further. I'm quitting this game.

Neither is asking us useless questions, Picard.

But until we set aside our mutual fears and trust one another,

They haven't hurt us, have they?

No. I can't think of anyone

We were brought here the same way you were.

How they're reacting to our sudden change in course.

I had been meditating privately

For all we know,

My brainpower, perhaps.

And now that you have had a taste of captivity,

The next move is his.

I'm neither important enough to hold for ransom

After all, such a change is hardly out of the ordinary.

drinking your own piss is good for you

that our captors are Romulans,

or symptoms that you haven't told me about?

But what if it were to change?

♪ Heart of oak are our ships ♪

What is it? Why do you hold us?

We were merely curious. We meant no harm.

- What makes us special? - I couldn't say, captain.