"Admiral, if we go 'by the book' like Lieutenant Saavik, hours could seem like days."

True. Still, that whole sequence was pretty bad-ass.

God, I love that episode. Data, trying to describe the Aldeberan whiskey he gives Scotty? "It is [looks]… it is [sniffs]… it is green."

It's not my all-time favorite TNG episode, but as long as we're acknowledging them I wanted to give some love to the second appearance of Professor Moriarty, in "Ship In A Bottle." Daniel Davis is superb in it (and I was thrilled to see him turn up as the carrier captain in "The Hunt for Red October").

Agreed. It's a travesty, pure and simple. That man is a goddamned global treasure.

In all fairness, I think Chris Pine does a great job as alternate-Kirk. He channels enough of Shatner's tone without doing an outright imitation of him.

"Wrath of Khan" (my all-time favorite movie, of course) had a similar tone during the climactic Reliant-vs-Enterprise battle.

"Balance of Terror" is fantastic, and it always irks me that they didn't go for more episodes like this, rather sticking the crew on some world where everything looks like a cheap theme park.

#NotAllStarshipEngineers

The first 20 minutes or so of "Brothers" is one of my favorite parts of any TNG episode. It shows you what Data is truly capable of when he acts on his own impulses. He basically shuts down the bridge and takes command of the ship (by mimicking Picard's voice) with disturbing ease.

Or like a balloon, and something bad happens!

THERE… ARE… *FOUR* INNER LIGHTS!

Dr. Leah Brahms, right? Yeah, that was Geordi at his super-creepiest. Not quite Barclay-level creepy, but definitely in close proximity to it.

Damn, Portugal. Lighten up!

Look, Freddo has a good heart. But he's weak, and stupid.

"That's a nice haunted house you fellas got. Be a shame if anything was to happen to it."

I am also old enough to remember the leisure-suit clad Robbins brothers singing "Rocks at Robbins' (8th and Walnut)" to the tune of "Rockin' Robin."* Plus that batshit fella who used to be the spokesman for Krass Brothers (901 South Street, the Store of the Stars!)

I had them only a few times, but they were like the nectar of the gods, I tell you.

I had the same experience with Joe DiMaggio: "Wait the guy from the Mr. Coffee commercials played baseball? And was married to WHOM?"

Gotta get that sweet, sweet haunted castle insurance money!