TNG Caption This! #420: Officer Thinking
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O'Brien: What's this? "Chief O'Brien at Work"?
DATA: "... so, in conclusion: I ... I question my self-worth because my Human behaviours are but mere pretense. As a result, I regard myself, at times, as a facsimile, a cheap imitation, a fake, a facade, a wannabe, a poser, a pretender, a doppleganger ... counselor Troi? Counselor?
"Another message from Vash, I see. Computer open that message. Hmmm ... hmmm ... Computer, now open the three from Phillipa Louvois. Hmmm ... hmmHmmmm ... alright ... Computer, open both of Jenice Manheim's. Mhmmmm ... now Doctor Beverly Crusher's ... Ahh, Jean-Luc Picard, what is it you do to them all?"
FRAKES: And so it'd be Marina and me, through most of the episode. Rick and Brannon think it'll be a great valentine to the fans, giving them one more TNG episode before it all ends.
McFADDEN:
STEWART: What the shit is this? They kill Trip? Shran fakes his death? Nobody got promoted after 10 years? Even we promoted Wesley! AND WE DON'T EVEN GET TO HEAR THE SPEECH? Who wrote this bloody outline?
STEWART: The thing is, Bill is a fine actor but this Okona character is just... awful. Bill would be better off playing a pulpy 1930s adventure hero than this poorly written schock, wouldn't he? He's standing right behind me, isn't he?
MEANEY: So that's where they hid the microfilm...
Debin: "This is all of them?"
Yanar (face turning red): "Yes, Father."
Debin: "Even the captain?"
Yanar (face turning even redder): "Yes. And Worf, too."
Debin: "Well? Anyone want to 'fess up?"
Troi: "Excuse me. Why, exactly, am I here?"
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Captain's Log, Stardate 42404.1. Things turned awkward very quickly at the diplomatic reception today, when we realized that Counselor Troi and I were the only two people present who understood the concept of a conga line.
Captain's Log, Stardate... unknown. I am entering my fifteenth hour trapped in the nightmarish labyrinth known as TV Tropes. Much like a singularity, it seems to distort the very fabric of time itself the longer you remain in close proximity. It is my fervent hope that someone will find this log and heed this warning: save yourself! Do not go to tvtropes.org! Abandon hope all ye who enter here! If only there was some way I could break the hold it has over... oh, wait, this looks interesting... *click*
Picard: "Picard to Engineering. Mr. LaForge, the scrolling news feed around my ready room ceiling has gone blank again."
Announcer: We've secretly replaced Chief O'Brien's regular isolinear chips with worthless bits of plastic. Let's see if he notices!
O'Brien (thinking): I can't figure out why the last three away teams I've beamed out have all died in transport...
Picard: There are four boobies!
"So, now that you've had 50 Shades of Beard, you ready for more? There's a sequel cumming..."
Riker: "I just found out that you and Deanna have been discussing my past sexual history with her. In all fairness, don't you think you should hear my side of the story?"
Crusher: "I don't see how it could possibly be more amusing than hers!"
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