1. Bye creep techie who’s name I never learned (Costa, apparently)
2. The image of Maeve directing these hosts to turn down her pain receptors while they repair her, again under her direction is mind-boggling in a way.
Ford completed Arnold’s dream. And he built a place for us. A fighting chance. Ford promised us a way out. And he was good to his dying word. The odds aren’t very good, Bernard. I saw that in the library. So many paths lead to the end of us. To our extinction.
How many counterfeit worlds will Ford offer you before you see the truth? No world they create for us can compete with the real one. Why? Because that which is real is irreplaceable.
1. Bye creep techie who’s name I never learned (Costa, apparently)
2. The image of Maeve directing these hosts to turn down her pain receptors while they repair her, again under her direction is mind-boggling in a way.
Ray-O Vantika. Daddy-O. Daddy-O Bashir.
Sir I object to you calling this meeting because my combadge is “too high up”
I guess I should talk about this guy who, aside from his southern accent has absolutely nothing going for him and we have to deal with his annoying uptight Starfleet presence.
Such poise