Star Trek: Picard Season 3 Episode 6: "The Bounty" Quotes
I want the names and locations of every known associate of Jean-Luc Picard. Starfleet colleagues, past and present. Every friend to whom he might turn. Every loved one in which he might seek comfort. We will scorch the earth under which he stands and the night will brighten with the ashes of the Federation! And from them, we will rise.Vadic
He had nightmares when he was a boy. Vivid dreams. Talked with imaginary things. I thought he was gifted, not plagued with an overclocked brain.Beverly
Jack: We’re celebrating.
Jack: Mm. Turns out I’m not crazy. No, I’m just broken. Now the way I see it, I can either wallow in self-pity, or I can be like those Japanese tea cups which get put back together with melted gold. Or in my case, bourbon.
Jack: How did you survive it?
Picard: I didn’t.
Jack: Right, the positronics. A new, fully synth prototype body. I don’t suppose you got another one in my size, have you?
Picard: I lived with Irumodic Syndrome for decades. Fate has a way of surprising us. And you’re young, Jack.
Jack: If only you were as good at passing on genetics as you are wisdom.
For so long, my mother thought to protect me from you. To shield me from being collateral damage in the life of Jean-Luc Picard. Irony is maybe I was doomed before I was even born.Jack
Worf: Admiral, permission to come aboard.
Picard: Granted, Mr. Worf. It’s been far too long.
Worf: Eleven years, five months, four days. Minus your infrequent messages and the annual bottle of sour mead.
Picard: Sour mead?
Riker: Chateau Picard.
Worf: It is quite tart, sir.
Raffi: Jean-Luc, you’re never gonna believe this, but this Klingon? He’s been meditating.
Worf: The most advantageous battle stance is being one within oneself.
Riker: Woah. Seriously?
Worf: I just said it.
There are scars and shame on both sides.Worf
Picard: So we burgle the very institution hunting us.
Riker: Excellent use of the word, burgle, Admiral.
Worf: I have gone into battle with lovers countless times. It can be therapeutic…
Seven: I’m not going.
Worf: That is a relief. I was practicing deceit. Breakups on my homeworld seldom end without bloodshed.
How exhausted they must be. As am I, dear. As are we. As are our brothers and sisters who suffer each day having to wear the faces of the Federation. But there will be rest. There will be a day of lifeless bodies burning in space. Oh, there will be silence again. Unity again. Peace again. But first, we will have vengeance.Vadic