Seven Words in TNG

pass the cranberry sauce," said Worf.

 

"You like that gelatinous stuff?" scoffed LaForge

 

. Worf scowled, and drew his dagger, glaring

 

with self righteous anger and hate "you

 

dishonor an annual holiday tradition! If you

 

carry on like this I'll kill you

 

in the most humiliating way possible: by

 

strangling you to death with your own

 

pink tutu!" Geordi blushed. "It's not pink!"

 

"It is now. Too much bleach in

 

the bladdy machine," interjected O'Brien. "Hey, Chief

 

," interjected Troi, "Didn't you repair those units

 

a fortnight ago?" Troi scowled at O'Brien.

 

last week?"

"Shut-up, woman, engineers are talking

 

, and we've no need for counseling goobledegook!"

 

"Chief, did you or did you not

 

fix the washing units on deck 11?"

 

Troi asked again.

"Deck 11? I thought

 

I'm not Scotty, Counselor, I can't do

 

the god-like miracles that man could