I mentioned to my wife, after Sam had asked, that the Doctor had, in fact, been in love at least once, and maybe three times, but I wasn’t sure one of them counted.

Seems I was wrong. That one did count.

Might have been. But there are dozens of us.

In this case, the enemy of my enemy is my enemy’s enemy. Nothing more.

Always has been. Sometimes my enemy’s enemy and I want the same thing for a little while.

Maxim 29.

I’m sure it’s perfectly safe, and we know the starships are held together as much by structural integrity fields as by metal, but I will be damned before I am chief engineer on a starship with the engines not bolted to the ship.

I would have liked Braca to have one or two more episodes as a scoundrel before becoming a villain. Dukat, with a bird of prey, as it were.

But yes, it was gloriously done.