| Clancy : | "That's a hell of a report." |
| Picard : | "And you thought I was a desperate old man. Quixotic, paranoid, possibly senile..." |
| Clancy : | "Let's just leave it at 'quixotic'." |
| Picard : | "And now the windmills have turned out to be giants." |
| Clancy : | "You want an apology?" |
| Picard : | "I want a squadron." |
| Clancy : | "Jean-Luc..." |
| Picard : | "Clancy! Out there, in the Vayt system, right now, beings who have as much right to life and liberty as you and I or Commander Data are being hunted down by an enemy who seeks to exterminate them..." |
| Clancy : | "Jean-Luc!" |
| Picard : | "No, Clancy. If you say this is not a job for Starfleet, then I'm sorry, but you are a waste of space!" |
| Clancy : | "Admiral Picard, with all due respect and at long last, shut the fuck up. I'm sending a squadron to rendezvous with you at DS12. Now stay put until they get there." |
