Fenris Ranger: As a medical expert, I assume you are aware of the protocols. Which you are currently in violation of at least… oh, twenty-seven, give or take.
Jack: Protocols which will have the desired effect of killing the disease by killing everybody who carries it.

Jack: Look, we all know the warlords down there engineered the fever in order to clear the free zone from refugees before the others could claim it. I give half to one warlord, half to another. Cut you in for, say, twenty-five?
Ranger: Thirty-five
Jack: Thirty percent of the take. Then pew pew pew … it’s bad guys shooting bad guys and we help refugees by curing a pandemic. Oh, mon ami, we’re basically saints.

We are an exploratory vessel. If that ship decides to engage us, we are outgunned, and I am not going to risk five hundred souls for two relics who think that a couple of brass medals make them golden boys.

Shaw

They dug their grave. They took you with them.

Shaw

Jack: We need to go, Captain!
Picard: Admiral.
Jack: You can educate me on the chain of command in the afterlife. But from what I’ve heard, history remembers you with one less pip.

Somebody needs to speak for the dead. And since you’re not even going to talk to me, I guess I’m on my own.

Raffi

Shaw: Red alert! Helm, hold position. Beam those two back on board.
T’Veen: Captain, I’m reading four life signs.
Shaw: Bring them all on board. We’re basically a hotel now.

Raffi: I need an intro. To Sneed, the Ferengi broker.
Jay: Are you out of your mind? You do realize that ‘broker’ is just a polite word for ‘gangster’?

When your head goes to that place – the webs, the conspiracies – that’s when it all starts up. The drugs. The dark rabbit holes.

Jay

Vadic: I am Captain Vadic, and you are Captain Liam Shaw.
Shaw: That’s me. Is it important for you to know that I was having a nice morning before all of this?
Vadic: Oooooo, that’s lovely to hear, Liam. Given your official psychological profile with Starfleet, I’m so glad that you’ve remained… functional.

Seven: It broke through our shields, captain. Hit with enough force that shrapnel tore the hull on Deck 11.
Shaw: How is that even possible?
La Forge: Reverse tractor beam with anti-gravitational polarity phasing. Basically blunt force trauma. If my father taught me anything, there’s no law of physics that can’t be either weaponized or broken by another law of physics.

So, we have 500 guns pointed at our head. We try to run, we are vapor the second our nacelles light up. Help is days away. And this nebula is wreaking havoc on our long-range coms. We are essentially cornered. In space. Which has no corners.

Shaw

Star Trek: Picard Season 3 Episode 2 Quotes

Jack: Look, we all know the warlords down there engineered the fever in order to clear the free zone from refugees before the others could claim it. I give half to one warlord, half to another. Cut you in for, say, twenty-five?
Ranger: Thirty-five
Jack: Thirty percent of the take. Then pew pew pew … it’s bad guys shooting bad guys and we help refugees by curing a pandemic. Oh, mon ami, we’re basically saints.

Fenris Ranger: As a medical expert, I assume you are aware of the protocols. Which you are currently in violation of at least… oh, twenty-seven, give or take.
Jack: Protocols which will have the desired effect of killing the disease by killing everybody who carries it.