Scotty: "Attention, crew! This is Lieutenant Commander Scott! I am now the acting captain of this vessel! And our first order of business is, there'll be no more jokes circulated about 'Mister Scott and his 'wee bairn''!"
TOS Caption Contest #224: Keeping An Eye On Things
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Scotty: "Attention, crew! This is Lieutenant Commander Scott! I am now the acting captain of this vessel! And our first order of business is, there'll be no more jokes circulated about 'Mister Scott and his 'wee bairn''!"
HADLEY: Commander Scott?
The green button is blinking again. That means we have a malfunction in the navigational sensors...or the panel needs a new D-cell.
CHEKOV: Quick.
Before he vakes up.
Someone...get a bowl of varm vater and dip his hand in it!
UHURA: I'm on it!
SCOTTY: Aye.
Ye've got a WEIRDLY shaped head, lad.
SCOTTY: Aye.
Ye've got a WEIRDLY shaped head, lad.
Hadley: Gee, thanks... from the guy who doesn't have a single speaking part in the whole damned series.
HADLEY: Indicators are all go, sir.
SCOTTY: Aye, then.
Put her in drive.
And pull out of the parking lot...slowly.
Scott: Lieutenant, send to Klingon captain: Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, we shove our fully energized vessel right down your throat, and pump your belly full of hyperstatic discharges.
Uhura: Aye, sir, sending.... They tell us to shove our vessel into a different part of our own anatomy.
CHEKOV: Quick.
Before he vakes up.
Someone...get a bowl of varm vater and dip his hand in it!
UHURA: I'm on it!
Sulu sniffs : "Don't bother."
UHURA: I didn't have the heart to tell him he soiled himself BEFORE he fell asleep.
HADLEY: Navigational sensors offline, sir...the entire grid just went black!
SCOTTY: Quick...go to Red Alert...and blame the Jews!
Sulu: Look at those grey hairs.
Uhuru: I wax down there thank you.
UHURA: He looks so sad.
SULU: If you had to sit behind Chekov on Taco Day *YOU'D* look sad too.
Scott: "Ach, laddie I tole ye not to wear yer ass-less chaps on the bridge."
HADLEY: The loophole indicator just lit up, Mister Scott.
The plot's TOTALLY off-course!
SCOTTY: Prepare the ship for emergency Sweeps Week stuntwork, lad!!
Scotty: I think I've got their number, laddy. B-5!
McCoy: Is that Admiral --
Kirk, dazed: Yes.
McCoy: Those desks make surprisingly good dancing platforms.
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