Countess Barthalomew: Have you ever been to Africa, Mr., erm...?
Barclay: Er, B-Barclay, Lieutenant Reginald Barclay. No. No, I haven't.
Countess Barthalomew: *I* have! When I was seventeen, I went on safari with my uncle. My mother took to her bed in terror I'd be bitten by a tsetse fly. But I had a marvelous time! I got to wear trousers - the whole time! Oh, it was hard to go back to a corset, I can tell you.
Barclay: Yes, I'm sure it was.
Moriarty: I am a man out of time, Captain. And that isolates me.
[Data and La Forge are indulging in another Sherlock Holmes adventure]
Lt. Commander Data: [as Holmes] With practice, handwriting can be forged. It takes a trained eye to notice certain... discrepancies. For example, whether someone is right-... or left-handed.
[he throws a matchbox to a holographic gentleman, who catches it]
Lt. Commander Data: Your brother was right-handed. The alleged suicide note was written by a left-handed individual, such as yourself!
Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge: Er, Data... it's in his right hand.
Lt. Commander Data: [puzzled] Curious. There seems to be a problem with the holodeck's spatial orientation systems.
Gentleman: [derisively] London's greatest detective!
Moriarty: A deadline has a wonderful way of concentrating the mind.
Moriarty: I ask only that I be allowed to explore this new world. Your vessel, for instance. What sea does she sail? Might we go above deck?
[Picard and Dr. Crusher exchange a look]
Moriarty: Weather permitting, of course.
Captain Jean-Luc Picard: Professor... I think there are some things of which you should be made aware...
Moriarty: I have consciousness. Conscious beings have will. The mind endows them with powers that are not necessarily understood - even by you. If my will is strong enough, perhaps I can exist outside this room. Perhaps I can walk into your world right now.
Captain Jean-Luc Picard: Professor, I ask you to believe me. If you step out of that door, you will cease to exist.
Moriarty: If I am nothing more than a computer simulation, then very little will have been lost. But if I am right...
[he turns to the exit]
Moriarty: Mind over matter - cogito ergo sum.
[he steps out of the holodeck onto the corridor, to everyone else's surprise]
Moriarty: I think - therefore I am!
Moriarty: My God - we're adrift in the heavens!
[when looking out into space for the first time]
Moriarty: There are more worlds in the heavens than there are grains of sand on a shoreline.
Captain Jean-Luc Picard: Professor, I feel it necessary to point out that criminal behavior is as unacceptable in the 24th century as it was in the nineteenth - and very much harder to get away with.
Moriarty: Don't worry, Captain. My past is nothing but a fiction, the scribblings of an Englishman dead now for four centuries. I hope to leave his books on the shelf, as it were.
Barclay: [flabbergasted] You know... you know what you are?
Moriarty: A holodeck character? A fictional man? Yes, yes, I know all about your marvelous inventions. I was created as a plaything, so that your Commander Data could masquerade as Sherlock Holmes. But they made me too well, and I became more than a character in a story. I became self-aware. I... am alive.
Barclay: That's not possible.
Moriarty: But here I am.
Captain Jean-Luc Picard: I have come here to prevail on your intelligence and your insight.
Countess Barthalomew: But not apparently my humility?
Captain Jean-Luc Picard: Credit where credit is due, madam. I can see you are a woman not only of breeding, but of wit and sagacity.
Countess Barthalomew: And you, sir, are a man of charm - and guile.
[Moriarty has taken control of the ship's computer]
Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge: Somehow he managed to override the security lockouts and rewrite them. The man is brilliant in any century.
Captain Jean-Luc Picard: Somehow... I have to find a way of giving him what he wants.
Moriarty: I sense a distressing lack of enthusiasm on your parts.
Moriarty: I will not release your vessel until I am looking at it through a shuttlecraft window.
Moriarty: [on the Countess] The program fashioned her for me to love. But I must admit, I would have done so anyway. She is remarkable. My life has not been the same since I met her. I don't simply love her, Captain. I adore her.
Captain Jean-Luc Picard: What does a woman like you see in a man like Moriarty?
Countess Barthalomew: He's an exciting man, Captain. He's brilliant. Incisive. He's ruthless. He has... an almost irresistible appeal.
Captain Jean-Luc Picard: He's also an arch-criminal.
Moriarty: Please tell your Captain I'm sorry I couldn't say goodbye. I do wish I could see his face when he realizes where he's been the last several hours.
Counselor Deanna Troi: In a sense, you did give Moriarty what he wanted.
Captain Jean-Luc Picard: In a sense. But who knows? Our reality may be very much like theirs, and all this might just be an elaborate simulation, running inside a little device sitting on someone's table.