Come on in. It's all right; it's my house. At least it used to be. I sold it years ago....

Kirk: Come on in. It's all right; it's my house. At least it used to be. I sold it years ago. Picard: I'm Captain Jean-Luc Picard of the Starship... Enterprise. Kirk: The clock. [going to a clock on a mantelpiece] Kirk: I gave this clock to Bones. Picard: I'm from what you would consider the future, the 24th century. Kirk: [hearing a bark and seeing a dog in the doorway] Butler! [petting him] Kirk: Butler. How can you be here? He's been dead seven years. Antonia: [off-screen] Come on, Jim. I'm starving. How long are you gonna be rattling around in that kitchen? Kirk: Antonia. What are you talking about? The future? This is the past. This is nine years ago. [opening a box and taking out a gold horseshoe] Kirk: The day I told her I was going back to Starfleet. [going to the kitchen] Kirk: These are Ktarian eggs, her favorite. I was preparing them to soften the blow. Picard: I know how real this must seem to you, but it's not. This isn't really your house. We are, both of us, caught up in some kind of temporal nexus. Kirk: [cracking the eggs into a skillet] Dill. Picard: I beg your pardon? Kirk: Dill weed. In the cabinet, second shelf to the left. Behind the oregano.