Beverly: The solution may be biological. And targeting a species on biology alone is tantamount to genocide.
Picard: Like the virus used against them in the Dominion War.
Beverly: Exactly. I know we’re desperate but I am concerned about crossing the line.
Picard: Well, see what you can find. We’ll weigh the morality if and when this becomes actual.

Alandra: So has Lore always been this arch?
Lore: Did the tree move? Or did the apple just fall far from it? When you’re constantly subjected to these self-righteous, self-proclaimed heroes, spewing their morality as if vomit were somehow virtuous, then sometimes, dear, a little bend, a little arch, a little antagonizing flair is required.

Lore has a perverted sense of what it means to be human.

Geordi

It’s possible the answers to humanity and free will the Soongs have been asking all these centuries is here, now, in this Data.

Geordi

Picard: I’m not giving up on you, Jack. Don’t you give up either.
Jack: I don’t want to. I love a good fight when it’s fair – or when it’s not, I’m the one cheating – but have never had the advantage here.

Beverly: You know, I took an oath to do no harm, but you should know I am rethinking that promise.
Vadic: Aren’t you adorable? I was under the impression that this would be more of an interrogation only now, it seems you’ve given up your endgame before the start.

Beverly: What do you want with Jack?
Vadic: Me? Nothing.
Picard: Answer the question!
Vadic: He’s not for me! We could bond over that, since he was never really for you either.
Beverly: What the hell does that mean?

Would you like to hear more about where my appetite for your brutal inevitable extinction comes from? I got it from Starfleet. You gave me the ability to mimic your blood, hold my form, pass every test. And you did so while inflicting more torment on me. And those I loved. So don’t tell me I have no regard for love! Or innocence! Or pain.

Vadic

Beverly: There never would’ve been a war had the Changelings not initiated it.
Vadic: Necessity. Solids like you were coming and you ruin every world you touch.
Picard: Name one.
Vadic: Mine. We were barely out of the gates of war and your Federation turned to genocide.

Alandra: Why is Lore doing this?
Geordi: Chaos. He loves the chaos.

The symphony I discovered didn’t have brass and strings but rather squealing of wheels down a hall, squeaking of boots on concrete, creaks of cage doors, screams of all tempos, pitches, and whistling. She whistled while she injected us, exposed us, inflicted us with more pain than any being should ever be expected to endure.

Vadic

How remarkable it is that an enlightened species can ignore each other’s pain.

Vadic

Star Trek: Picard Season 3 Episode 7 Quotes

Alandra: So has Lore always been this arch?
Lore: Did the tree move? Or did the apple just fall far from it? When you’re constantly subjected to these self-righteous, self-proclaimed heroes, spewing their morality as if vomit were somehow virtuous, then sometimes, dear, a little bend, a little arch, a little antagonizing flair is required.

Beverly: The solution may be biological. And targeting a species on biology alone is tantamount to genocide.
Picard: Like the virus used against them in the Dominion War.
Beverly: Exactly. I know we’re desperate but I am concerned about crossing the line.
Picard: Well, see what you can find. We’ll weigh the morality if and when this becomes actual.