Riker: Our guests have arrived. They are eating the floral arrangements on the banquet tables.
Crusher: I guess they don't believe in cocktails before dinner.
Troi: Oh, my God. Are they vegetarian? That's not in there!
Picard: Perhaps we should have the chef whip up a light balsamic vinaigrette— Something that goes well with chrysanthemums.
"I seem to be missing several memory engrams." (Geordi shows Data several microchips he is holding) "...There they are."
Picard needs to get real, or get a new neck.
Beverly Crusher: You either need a new uniform or a new neck.
Picard: Euchene Chefaw. My collar size is exactly as it was at the Academy.
Beverly Crusher: Of course it is.
In the event of a water landing, Data has been designed to serve as a flotation device.
How do Picard and Worf distract a crazy android? By singing!
What sells the scene is Worf's panicked expression and shaking his head "NO!" before finally joining in.
When Data is reactivated and Picard asks him what he remembers, he immediately picks the song up where he left off.
There's a really good bit when the bad guys decide to give up:
Lieutenant: Sir, Ru'afo's ship is hailing us.
Picard and Riker: On screen. (they exchange looks)
Worf: Captain, the Son'a crew would like to negotiate a cease-fire. It may have something to do with the fact that we have three minutes of air left.
Picard: We have plenty over here, Mr. Worf. Prepare to beam aboard.
"Definitely feeling aggressive tendencies, sir!"
The moments between Data and Artim that aren't heartwarming - heck, even the funny moments are heartwarming!
Data: I have to go home now.
Artim: Okay, bye.
Data: Bye.
After Deanna shaves off his beard, Riker meets up with Data and Picard on the way to the turbolift. At Data's startled look Riker remarks, to his clear consternation:
Riker: Smooth as an android's butt, eh, Data?
But what really sells it is a few minutes later, after they've finished catching up on current events, when Data asks to touch Riker's newly-shaved face - and then just shakes his head smugly, and walks off.
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