Michael Dorn credited as playing...
Lieutenant Worf
- Lt. Cmdr. Data: [asking Worf to take care of Spot] He will need to be fed once a day. He prefers feline supplement number 25.
- Lieutenant Worf: I understand.
- Lt. Cmdr. Data: And he will require water. And you must provide him with a sandbox - and you must talk to him. Tell him he is a pretty cat, and a good cat...
- Lieutenant Worf: I will feed him.
- Lt. Cmdr. Data: Perhaps that will be enough.
- Lieutenant Worf: Ever since you gave Alexander that music program, he's been playing it all night. *Every* night!
- Commander William T. Riker: Just wanted to broaden his horizons. Besides, he likes it.
- Lieutenant Worf: It is screeching, pounding dissonance. It is not music.
- Commander William T. Riker: Worf, It's better than music. It's jazz.
- Capt. Picard: Mr. Data, what kind of cake is this?
- Lt. Cmdr. Data: It is a cellular peptide cake.
- Lieutenant Worf: [with his mouth full] With mint frosting.
- Lieutenant Worf: Mmm... Delicious.
- Lt. Cmdr. Data: What kind of cake are you eating?
- Lieutenant Worf: It is a cellular peptide cake... with mint frosting.
- Lt. Cmdr. Data: May I ask you a favor?
- Lieutenant Worf: Yes.
- Lt. Cmdr. Data: Will you take care of Spot for me?
- Lieutenant Worf: [referring to Spot, Data's cat; slightly disturbed] Your *animal*?