Rukiya: I hate this part!
M’Benga: But you wanted me to read it to you.
Rukiya: I know. It’s just I always wished The Huntress would come along and help. Y’know, like get together with Sir Adya and rescue the king.
M’Benga: But that’s not what happens. King Ridley is forced to choose. Give up his greatest weapon…
Rukiya: The Mercury Stone.
M’Benga: … or rescue Princess Thalia.
Rukia: I know, but what if we could change the ending?
M’Benga: Someday, when you are grown-up, you will write your own stories, and you can have any ending you like.

Pike: I could get used to this.
Spock: Sir?
Pike: This. No battles, no chaos, just scanning nebula and focusing on the science. Nice change of pace, wouldn’t you agree?
Spock: Captain, you have repeatedly told me that humans have a superstition against calling attention to good things by saying them out loud.
Spock: Why, Mr. Spock, never took you for the superstitious type.

Pike/Rauth: As Chamberlain, the king’s health is my greatest concern.
Ortegas/Adya: Your words could polish the finest of apples, Sir Rauth. Perhaps they are better suited to the kitchen.

Sorcery is a coward’s weapon. Give me a clean kill by sword any day.

Ortegas/Adya

Ortegas/Adya: My king, the princess is right. If you are not prepared to use the power of the stone, then allow me to lead an attack against the Crimson Guard. Their heads will roll.
M’Benga: Perhaps we could refrain from any unnecessary head-chopping.
La’an/Thalia: Oh. That’s disappointing.

Pike/Rauth: Staging a rescue would be unwise. Diplomacy might be more prudent.
Ortegas/Adya: I’m sorry, but we need the Mercury Stone, and it’s hard to hear over the sound of your trembling boots.
M’Benga: That’s enough. We’re going to try diplomacy. If that doesn’t work, then you can cut something in half.
Ortegas/Adya: Thank you, sire.

M’Benga: We’re looking for the wizard, Castor.
Spock/Pollux: Ah, a fool’s errand, then, for he is now in the hands of Queen Neve.
Ortegas/Adya: And what is to keep us from simply marching in there and taking him?
Spock/Pollux: The Swamp of Infinite Death.
Pike/Rauth: Oh, that is not a good swamp.

Spock/Pollux: Why should I help you?
M’Benga: Because Castor is your brother?
Pike/Rauth: He is?
Ortegas/Adya: I had no idea.
Spock/Pollux: How did you know?
M’Benga: I read it in a book.

M’Benga: Hemmer, do you think you could make contact with this entity again?
Hemmer: Contact with it is unpleasant. That’s why I blocked it. It felt as though my brain were being squeezed through my nose.
Ortegas/Adya: I did that to a man once.

Once again, the magic of Science prevails! Too much? I know.

Hemmer

M’Benga: There must be another way.
Nebula Entity: There is. You could leave and she could stay.
M’Benga: How would she live?
Nebula Entity: It is her body that is ill. But her consciousness could join with me. She would be free of sickness. She will never know death.

You know how in the story King Ridley has The Mercury Stone? He wants to keep it. It protects him, makes him happy. Until he learns that it has a soul and that it will die if he holds onto it. He has to let it go. Even though it means he won’t be happy anymore. You’re my Mercury Stone.

M’Benga

Star Trek: Strange New Worlds Season 1 Episode 8 Quotes

Pike: I could get used to this.
Spock: Sir?
Pike: This. No battles, no chaos, just scanning nebula and focusing on the science. Nice change of pace, wouldn’t you agree?
Spock: Captain, you have repeatedly told me that humans have a superstition against calling attention to good things by saying them out loud.
Spock: Why, Mr. Spock, never took you for the superstitious type.

Rukiya: I hate this part!
M’Benga: But you wanted me to read it to you.
Rukiya: I know. It’s just I always wished The Huntress would come along and help. Y’know, like get together with Sir Adya and rescue the king.
M’Benga: But that’s not what happens. King Ridley is forced to choose. Give up his greatest weapon…
Rukiya: The Mercury Stone.
M’Benga: … or rescue Princess Thalia.
Rukia: I know, but what if we could change the ending?
M’Benga: Someday, when you are grown-up, you will write your own stories, and you can have any ending you like.