Beverly: "Picard, you have Irumodic Syndrome, please try to remember. Everything you claim to have done recently, the Zhat Vash, saving your ancestor from Q, this new rival of yours... it's in your head."

Picard: "But.. it's real! It's all real damn you!"

Beverly: "You, the voice of reason, the proponent of diplomacy before violence having turned into a time-traveling cowboy? Imagining every Soong looking like Data because you never got over his death? Befriending the Borg? Q is eternal, he wouldn't die of some kind of existential cancer."

Picard: "You're right Beverly, that doesn't sound like me! Imagine if someone were to make an action flick based on my delusions, that'd be embarrassing! It could be seasons long, each more flashy and action packed than the last. People hoping that the next season will at long last embrace the core of my being, finally that of a wise and learned captain, only for it to never come. Oh, the horror!"