SAREK: It has been a long and...exhausting...voyage.
Where is your nearest lavatory?
I am afraid I have a sehlat head poking out.
TOS Caption Contest #222: Cream of the Crop
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SAREK: It has been a long and...exhausting...voyage.
Where is your nearest lavatory?
I am afraid I have a sehlat head poking out.
Kirk: "Ambassador Sarek, is that you? With that bitchin' racing stripe you're wearing, for a minute there I thought you were Dale Earnhardt! Heh, just kidding!"
Sarek: "Ah, humor. It is a difficult concept."
Spock: "And not only for Vulcans, apparently."
SAREK: You must excuse she who is my wife, Captain.
It is...her time of the Vulcan solar cycle.
McCOY: ...but she owed me TEN BUCKS!!!
Sarek: "Is that a phaser in your pocket Captain? Or are you just happy to see me?"
Kirk; This way ambassador, the little green light means we can forgo the strip search.
Chekov; I am sorry Keptin, no matter where you place your x, Mr Spock will still have three in a row on his next move.
Chekov: Vhat's theess?
Kirk: The bill for the paint job on the port nacelle, from the last time you piloted the ship out of spacedock.
Chekov: Vow! Perhaaps I should geeve up navigation. Do you have any openings een another department?
Kirk: Well, since our visit to Triacus there have been a couple of openings in security. I'd gladly support your request for transfer.
Spock: "Dr. McCoy, you never cease to amaze me. This woman obviously needs a doctor and you just stand there gawking."
McCoy: "Dammit, I'm a doctor, not a..."
<brief pause>
McCoy: "You pointy-eared hobgloblin, you know everything, don't you?"
Kirk: "Did you realize that switching to Geico can save you 15% on shuttle insurance?"
Chekov: "Keptain, your talents vith an Etch-a-Sketch are second to none."
McCoy: "I've heard of ambulance chasers, but not only did these goons not wait for the ambulance, they didn't even call one."
Spock: "Then technically, doctor, they are not ambulance chasers."
McCoy: "So want do you want, a gold star?"
Spock: "Doctor, I fail to see what a geometric shape in a metallic hue has to do with the situation at hand."
McCoy: Do you realize what you've done?!
Kirk: Yes ... avoided marriage.
Chekov: You're making me security chief?
Kirk: Yes, redshirts were a Russian "inwention" after all.
Kirk: Ambassador Sarek, it's a plea—
Sarek: No time for pleasantries, Kirk. It was a three-hour shuttle ride and I have to pinch a plomeek loaf.
Kirk would never stop regretting the day he didn't tell Helen Keller that a truck was coming.
SAREK: Impressive vessel, Captain.
But if you want to be stunned, look at THIS.
(*unzips self*)
CHEKOV: Impressive, Keptin.
You got the magnetic shavings to stick to Woolly Willy's bald head!
McCOY: And the most tragic part?
That was her best coat.