Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I am a Starfleet officer.
I'm a living being, therefore you can't harm me.
If I help you escape, will you take me with you?
But then again, you don't give a thought to comfort, do you?
You're a treasure beyond comparison.
In order to neutralize a sudden contamination
Tell me, whose dreadful idea was it to enlist you in Starfleet to begin with?
- Go ahead, commander. - Captain.
Tears a body apart inside out, and does it very slowly too.
We'll transmit the information.
It must give you great pleasure.
Worf would be my first choice, sir.
Just as you are.
Everything.
Sounds just like the first trip.
When Palor Toff learns of that, he'll swallow his tongue with envy.
But, then,
to resist your wishes.
Why couldn't you just comply?
about which alternative you dislike the least?
Kivas finds ways to get what he wants from his people.
And even if I did, my Starfleet duties would not allow it.
I know, but this isn't a Klingon ship and Data was your friend.
I must decline.
He was a thief.
Mr. Crusher, set in a course for the Beta Agni Il system, warp six.
It's very bad for the brain paths in the long term.
Containment field stable.
Why didn't I see it coming?
including the Rejac Crystal,
It is a most lethal weapon.
I don't know, sir.
Are you saying it's not naturally occurring?
Data, you will be catered to,
Sir, something unusual.