KIRK: (O/C, affecting a Don Adams voice) Well, you tell Chumley to GET... ME... OUT OF HERE!![]()
CHEKOV: He vishes to speak vit a "Tennesee Tuxedo"
KIRK: (O/C, affecting a Don Adams voice) Well, you tell Chumley to GET... ME... OUT OF HERE!![]()
CHEKOV: He vishes to speak vit a "Tennesee Tuxedo"
Chekov: It appears sir, he is demanding the return of...a bucket.
(only serious fans of lolcats will really get the reference but as soon as I saw the walrus couldn't resist.)
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Spock: I cannot disengage this probe from it's base Captain. I need some form of lubricant to gain entry to this vessel.
Kirk: Spock, that line sounds familiar.... have you been eavesdropping outside my quarters again? *rings bones* Bones, Spock and I need lubricant quickly on deck 4, and hurry.... he's in a great deal of pain.
Bones: If I hear your name, lubricant and pain in the same sentence one more time this week..... I'm resigning!!! Besides Jim, I don't have any here in sick bay, it seems we're plumb out until we get to Anal colony IV.
Kirk: Bones! We've no time for this...tell nurse chapel that spock needs lubricant administered to him immediately and to fetch it from my cabin, it's right next to my eyeliner.
Bones: Dammit Jim I'm a doctor not a pharmacy! And what is so urgent about getting that probe open?
Kirk: Bones we need the base of that probe for our keg party tonight....and don't ask any other questions because then you'll be forced to resign.
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Walrus: Hi Chekov..... I'm due for a trim so I thought I'd give you a buzz to get the name of your *nifty* barber.
Chekov: Dere's a joker in every universe Kaptin.
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