Discussion in 'The Next Generation' started by LeadHead, Oct 14, 2013.
I can't believe I didn't think of that one!
DATA: I wonder what Mr. Worf is thinking about.
GEORDIE: Probably battle tactics. Klingon honor. Or the many ways to kill someone.
WORF: (thinking): Stars are pretty.
GEORDIE: Whoa! Did you graduate from the Janice Rand School of Transporter Operation?
Obviously, I have to respond to this!
Shorter Goldshirt: Inflatabledalek is in there, Sir.
Taller Goldshirt: Lemme at him!
Worf: No, put your phasers away. LeadHead wants for it to look like an accident.
WORF: Data! Data? Damn it, he ran out of battery again.
GEORDI: *sigh* I'll get the cord.
GEORDI: You better shape up Mr O'Brien, or I'll have you transferred to an obscure station in the middle of nowhere!
LIEUTENANT: Security to Bridge, the ambassador's daughter is safely aboard.
WORF: I believe it's your turn to warn her about Commander Riker.
LIEUTENANT: Aww, not again!
GEORDI: I told you you'd shoot your eye out.
GEORDI: Uh oh. He's having his brooding time.
DATA: I will go interrupt him. I find it intriguing when he growls at people.
O'brien: More Security!!!
WORF: Rickey, take the corridor to the right. Dickey and I will take the left one.
RICKEY: Come on, you know that means I'll be attacked or killed!!!!
Worf: I cannot believe we are firing golf balls at that Romulan warbird.
Geordi: Well you're the one who lost the "Reorder Torpedo" index card.
Data: Compensate for that ion eddie three degrees to starboard.
Worf: You will shank it!
Geordi: Chief, did you know Commander Riker was two dwarves in a pantomime suit?
O'Brien: No, sir. No I did not.
Worf: Did I do it?
Crockett: No, sir. You also have to locate the doorbell button.
Tubbs: That's it, I'm putting him out of our misery.
Geordi: Good news! The Captain gave us room in the budget for a chair! Well - a stool, and we all have to take turns.
Reg: Galaxy-class tightass.
Which of us will find a woman to love first, do you think, Geordi?
Well that depends on how you define -
No, a woman.
Laforge: "How long has it been since you calibrated the Heisenberg commentators Chief?"
Riker: (OS) "Chief I think I was a few feet taller when I beamed down?
Crockett: Why do I have to go in there?
Worf: Can you write a Klingon opera about a battle?
Worf: Then in you go.
"OK, you're sure you 'looked,' you said. So, if I find an alien stowaway behind this
door, you know what I'm going to do to you, right?"
"Chief O'Brien, I'm pretty sure that finger-sliding mechanism is just a redundant
feature. You don't have to use that, you know. Tell you what, next time you beam
me down, let the computer handle it, alright? I don't want you getting creative ..."
"So is calling the warp core Leah every time the Captain wants you to push the engines hard.
WORF: This one?
RICKEY: Dunno. Would it kill them to put fricking numbers on the doors?
WORF: "Observe, Data, how Ash assaults Ripley - attempting to kill
her, by forcing a rolled-up pornographic magazine down her throat.
Never put anything past an android ... sir."
Worf: Get me a Happy Meal. I'll be in the Fun Zone.
LaForge: I'm writing you up.
O'Brien: Worth it.
WORF: "Frag the lieutenant"? I'm not familiar with this idiom.
"Number One ... Wil ... Minuet doesn't need a mobile holo-emitter."
Geordi: Notice how whenever Picard and Riker decide to go on an away mission, they like to take the babes with them.
Data: *thinking* Only if Tasha had lived. Worf would have been sent away a long time ago, and I'd just ask Geordi to go away and enjoy one of his holodeck fantasies.
Worf: Ambassador Troi is that way.
N.D. Officer: But sir, didn't Captain Picard tell you to escort her?
Worf: I am 'delegating authority'. Now GO.
Geordi: Reg? What are you DOING in here?
Barclay: Preparing moth balls. You would not BELIEVE how hard it is to get their little legs apart.
LaForge: It's called a gorch.
Data: It is huge.
LaForge: I wouldn't say anything about it.
Data: Is it casting a shadow?
LaForge: I really wouldn't say anything about it.
LaForge: You know, I think their knees are supposed to go backward like that. It's probably OK.
LaForge: What are you beaming up again?
O'Brien: The natives referred to it as Gorignak. Must be something for the captain's archaeological lecture..
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