Data: Sir, there is a fly in my soup? What is it doing there?
Picard: Looks like the backstroke!
Or
Praetor, Praetor there's a glob fly in my soup.
TNG Caption This! #387: Family Meals
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Or
Praetor, Praetor there's a glob fly in my soup.
Robert: Did I ever tell you guys about a Kyle Riker I met at a wine tasting about 17 years ago. I think he was from Canada or somewhere. He was having some kind of crisis. He wouldn't say exactly what. I gave him a free bottle and encouraged him to find his way to a colony and start a new life. I wonder what ever happened to him.
Jean-Luc: Merde
ROBERT: To baldness. And all its sexual powers.
PICARD: To baldness!
RIKER: You mean you guys have been making moonshine in sickbay and you didn't cut me in?
PATRICK STEWART: Man, I wish Gates were here. She would have delivered those lines much better.
JONATHAN FRAKES: Yeah. What kind of jerk would fire her and hire one of his friends for more money than we get?
DATA: You have to promise not to tell the Captain.
WESLEY: Just hand over the moonshine.
PICARD: I am T'Gel. This is Parek. Our family just moved here last week.
DATA: WE ARE FROM FRANCE. I MEAN, WE ARE FROM ROMULAN FRANCE.
Riker: Deanna said eating dessert is a substitute for unfulfilled sexual frustration.
Picard: Shut up and pass the gay I mean pink cupcakes.
Pulaski: Got any Klingon desserts?
Waiter: "...And a roofie colada for the lady. Complements of the Yridian gentleman at the bar."
Pulaski: "Yeesh!"
Data: "Sir, might I suggest we appear to be dining in this establishment? I've noted more than one pair of conspicuous eyes."
Picard: "Quite right, Data. Let us have some soup, grey, hot."
Data: "Yes, sir. Might I also suggest we hold them up in an awkward manner and bring them to our mouths for consumption as if we were invalids, while facing each other off kilter as we stand unconfortably close?"
Picard: "Right, Data. We shouldn't wish to draw attention to ourselves."
Data: Soup and a haircut?
Picard: Two strips.
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Picard: Captain's Personal Log--Tonight's the night. I will finally tell Robert about Marie and I. Then, she will admit to him that Rene is mine. Finally, I will kill him, and we'll make it look like a suicide. Or, you know, we'll get into another fight in the mud.
Jean-Luc: "Here's to my cheating on Beverly Crusher with Marie!"
Robert: "And to my cheating on Marie with Beverly Crusher! Cheers!"
Marie: "And just when was all of this decided?"
Jean Luc: To my brother, I was so proud to read about his casting as the Doctor in Star Trek: Voyager!
Robert: *sigh* That was Robert PicardO.
Rene: He gets this all the time.
Riker: So, Black Friday has arrived in Britain?
Data: Yes, apparently it had to leave America as it didn't like the odds of managing not being shot six times in the head by a policeman in self defence.
Picard: Having a light bulb in a table is just wasteful.
Riker: Oh yes, me and Ensign Lucas made some good memories in this chair.
And Ensign Smith.
And Lt. JG Griffith.
And Commander Shelby.
Worf: Remind me to sit in a different chair in future meetings.
Picard: Ah, I think we've discovered the secret of why Romulans are always so pissed off.
Picard: Having a light bulb in a table is just wasteful.
Just want to say, one time (in Singapore) I got to eat at a fast-food place that had a long table with lights inside and frosted plastic cover so it was like eating in science fiction and it is just great.
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