The Most Toys

"Wondrous. The detail. The balance. Was I not right, Varria? What a remarkable piece of work."

"I've been delivered here against my wishes. I would like to know the reason."

"Certainly. You have been brought here for my enjoyment and my appreciation."

"I know, I know. What I've done is evil, selfish, immoral, unprincipled, illegal. Well, I've learned to live with it."

"Clearly, Mister Fajo has no moral difficulty with my imprisonment here."

"Kivas finds a way to get what he wants from his people. His rewards for loyalty are lavish. His punishments for disloyalty are equally lavish. You won't find anyone here on this ship to help you escape. Face it, android. He has you."

"For an android with no feelings, he sure managed to evoke them in others."

"He was a man. Take him for all in all. I shall not look upon his like again."

"I have been designed with a fundamental respect for life in all its forms and a strong inhibition against causing harm to living beings."

"What a marvellous contradiction. A military pacifist!"

"It's not just lethal. It's vicious. It tears a body apart, inside out - and very slowly too, by your phaser standards. It's tortuous. A very, very painful death. I've always wanted to try this!"

"You'll fire? Empty threat and we both know it. Why don't you accept your fate? You will return to your chair and you will sit there. You will entertain me and you will entertain my guests. And if you do not, I will simply kill somebody else. Him, perhaps. It doesn't matter. Their blood will be on your hands too, just like poor Varria's. Your only alternative, Data, is to fire. Murder me. That's all you have to do. Go ahead. Fire. If only you could feel rage over Varria's death. If only you could feel the need for revenge, then maybe you could fire. But you're just an android. You can't feel anything, can you? It's just another interesting intellectual puzzle for you. Another of life's curiosities."

"I cannot permit this to continue..."