Paris: Captain, I'm not sure Whack-a-Moles are supposed to shriek bloody murder.
Janeway: Just keep playing! I'm not spending my Friday night on paperwork!
Carey: All I did was ask B'Elanna to help me scrub out some grass stains.
EMH: Why should she attack you for that?
Carey: With her forehead.
Chakotay: Oh,
snap!
Tuvok: Lieutenant Torres does not respond well to verbal antagonism.
Then I showed her how I would spank her from behind.
And she went home with you?
No. But she didn't knee me in the groin!
You're making progress, Champ!
Seven: By the time you are eighteen and I am forty, I will have every male on this ship so rotten with STD's you'll think you're in a documentary about a cheese factory.
Naomi: Sheesh, all I said was how they hanging.