Bass Player: At least it's not that pretentious robot.
Data: The light bulb needs to be changed, sir.
Riker: I'll put it in my report to Starfleet. Where's that engineering team? We need to determine it's manufacture.
Worf: Shoot it out, Commander!
Engineer: Good thing I trained all those years as a warp field specialist. <
Breaks out hand torch>
Worf & Riker: Whoa!
Data: WTF? <
performs internal diagnostic>
Thomas <out of the corner of his mouth>: Don't look now, Commander. There is one behind me disguised in an officer's uniform.
Will: Klingons are our allies now.
Thomas: There's a Klingon too?
Crusher: Next distract your opponent with "The Camel Toe Maneuver."
Thomas: Watch out for the Cave Monster!
Will: It's just an old blow up doll - that looks like Deanna.
Thomas: Oh, so that's where that went.