TNG Caption This #149 - "A Deadly Annoyance"

[cultcross]

With apologies for lateness, due largely to a close bereavement limiting my posting over the last week or so, the caption contest that had no end... has ended. Besides, new president... new caption picture day.

First, [highlight]THE WINNERS!!![/highlight]

For the first image,

PICARD:"Look at me, Counselor...I still have the body of a twenty-five-year old!"

TROI:"The body of that dead ensign you've hidden underneath your bed doesn't count, Captain."

And the second, finally explaining just where Wesley went...

Sergey: "Wesley just kept going like this and saying, 'I'm not touching you! I'm not touching you!' Eventually I snapped and tossed him into the plasma chamber."

With photoshop winner for potential new meme creation:

PICARD: I am the Captain of the Enterprise. I am the Captain of the Enterprise.

TROI: Very good. Jean Luc. But our times up for today. Have Miss Ogawa schedule another appointment in two weeks. We'll try it without the hair and tunic.

PICARD: W-w-w-without???

good job everybody. The new images for this time:

 

[M'Sharak]

"Never mind that s*** -- here comes Mongo!"

 

[Alrik]

Picard:"Yes Data, I see it too......and would you mind removing your hand from my ass?"

Riker:"What the hell??? NOT Minuet."

 

[cooleddie74]

"Brilliant, Mister Data.

The ONE Renaissance Fair in ten long years that doesn't suck...and Mister Barclay has to show up intoxicated, paranoid and naked."

Will's was a love unspoken.

A love of overalls, coal fires and "ticket punching."

 

[cooleddie74]

DATA:"Yonder Arch through whence the program stops!"

PICARD:"Give it up, Mister Data. You're worse than a Baldwin brother."

 

[Rat Boy]

It was at that point Picard regretted using the Kenneth Branagh hologram to direct the performance of The Tempest.

It was at that moment Riker regretted using the Sidney Lumet hologram to direct the performance of Murder on the Orient Express.

 

[Alrik]

Riker: Look Emmit, I told you I'd teach you to slow dance before next weeks big Ho-down, but if you don't take your hand off of my sack right now, I'm punting out the nearest airlock, got it?"

 

[Rat Boy]

Poirot (off camera): "It is quite obvious that this man is dead!"

Riker: "Next time I'll stick with Sherlock Holmes."

 

[cooleddie74]

WILL:"Either this hologram is dead...

or my overalls have stopped!"

(*Holographic rimshot*)

 

[Rat Boy]

Riker: "No ticket!"

 

[Mistral]

Riker: "NOT the train I was referring to!"

 

[Alrik]

damn Mistral, beat me to it. Let's try this.....

Riker:"What did the Conductor mean when he said 'you have a purdey mouth, boy'."

 

[AdmiralGarak]

Data: "Commander Riker suggested that adding ninjas might liven up the play."
Picard: "That would also explain the go-go dancers."

Riker: "Wait... that's not how the deadman's switch is supposed to work."

 

[Mistral]

Picard: "What is that outfit Geordi is wearing?"

Data: "I believe its Corinthian leather."

Picard: "I know its Corinthian leather! I was referring to the straps, the spikes, and the little brass rings holding the whole rig together!"

 

[Alrik]

Stewart:"Look Brent, I know things have kind of dried up for you since Nemesis, but I really don't think that the people in marketing at Rogaine are going to believe that this is a before and after shot."

 

[Alrik]

Picard: "Mister Data, are you feeling alright? You've been looking a bit haggard lately."

Data: "It is nothing to be concerned about Sir, it seems that I have just developed a mild case of 'staff'."

 

[Kirby]

While Picard initially liked the idea of having a 'casual day', he decided that he would have to set some guidelines, especially for the away teams.

 

[scottydog]

Riker: "I feel breasts!"

Man: "Don't worry, they are only holobreasts."

Riker: "They most certainly don't feel hollow to me!"

 

[el_gerardo]

Sorry to derail, but what episode is this pic from? I'm an avid fan of TNG, and I don't remember a reenactment of The Tempest

 

[Gertch]

Both Riker and the Engineer were stunned at the Conductors reach.

Data (Shakespeareically): "What light through yonder window breaks - oh, that's your scalp Sir."