Riker: Hmm, you know I thought I'd never say this but... look at the ass on that security officer.
Picard: Make it so, Number One.
Picard: Get that broad out of my ready room.
Worf: You'd think the inertial dampeners could compensate for a hangover motion headache... ugh.
Riker: We'll find out who impregnated you Deanna and get him!
Picard: Fire at the enemy god.