You? You summoned me?
You must be Q.
Took your damn time.
And you are that multi-celled, sanctimonious,
droning shrew known as Guinan.
Right, it's the 21st century.
Our paths have yet to cross.
I thought the Summoning didn't work.
Summoning?
The Summoning is a sacred ritual,
not a chat by which you bipeds exchange
the nauseating minutia of your pathetic lives.
When the ritual stalled, I felt something.
Emptiness and fear.
I thought it was me, but it wasn't.
I feel it on you.
You're dying.