Crusher: Jean-Luc, we need to talk.
Picard: What is it, Beverly?
Crusher: Wesley isn't your son.
Crusher: It gets better, he's you from an alternate universe where your hair didn't fall out.
I've asked you both here to help me source a new hair guy.
What makes you think we know a good hair guy?
I've scanned your carpet. Or should I say, your hardwood flooring. Who does your drapes?
Thank you for inviting me for this, Captain.
Indeed, Number One.
Is that Jim? Ask him if he's got my disco medallion!
Patience, Doctor, I am waiting for him to complete his massage instructions.
Ilia and I will now demonstrate how to use a condom.