TNG Caption This! 269: Another day, Another dollar

[LeadHead]

Danar: I liked TATV.

Riker: Set it to kill, Worf.

 

[Mistral]

Riker: "Are you sure that's what killed him?"

Security Guard: "There's a hole in his chest the size of my hand and it was lying next to him, sir."

Riker: "But are you sure?"

 

[inflatabledalek]

Picard: No... I've no idea how to read this map of the ship. How do I look at different decks?

 

[Bob Karo]

Picard: I will ask you only once, gentlemen. Who told The Boy he could wear a real uniform?

 

[Ln X]

Picard: Alright gang. You know the drill, we go in phasers firing, biceps rippling with a complete disregard to safety to rescue the lovely Ms Vash.
Riker: With all due respect captain, hasn't her charms gone to your head?
Picard: Oh can it number one! You sound like my mother!

Computer: Commence thalaron radiation sweep!

Picard: Data I am tired of your postulation, you want to be in command? Start acting like a second officer!

Riker: There's a jizz setting?

Data: Et tu counsellor?

 

[Vassa]

Riker, LaForge, and Crusher(mumbling): Oh yes sir, great idea, Yes sir.

Picard to Bridge, Damnit I told you to keep the ship out of the sunlight!

Riker: Oh hey wow, they are made of balsa wood!

Troi: You're thinking of the number 8, right?
Data: I am sorry counselor, I was thinking of the 5th root of 2.33231935. Would you like to try again?

 

[Whoa Nellie]

Picard: Alright gang. You know the drill, we go in phasers firing, biceps rippling with a complete disregard to safety to rescue the lovely Ms Vash.
Riker: With all due respect captain, hasn't her charms gone to your head?
Picard: Oh can it number one! You sound like my mother!

I represent this (at least some of my Picard/Vash fanfic does ).

I truly loved this! Nicely done!


Warmest Wishes,
Whoa Nellie

 

[Mistral]

Hal: "Dave? Dave, are you there?"

 

[Winged Victory]

PICARD: Perhaps we should call Dr. Crusher

Love it! God, I hated that game...never had the steady hands for it.

 

[BriGuy]

Picard, singing: The doo-dad's connected to the, thingamajig. The thingamajig is connected to the watchamacallit. The watchamacallit's connected to the whoseywhatsits...

 

[Isis]

Picard: "I see what the problem is. We need to put a Barnes and Noble in right next to the food court."

Crusher (OS, entering room): "No, it's not the mattress, Jean-Luc. You might get a better sleep if you shut off the light shining directly in your face."

 

[BriGuy]

Jean-Luc always slept better knowing his rotisserie chicken would be good and ready in the morning.

 

[Jonas Grumby]

Picard: "Say, have we ever tried firing up that third, golden warp nacelle?"
Crusher, Riker and LaForge: * embarrassed silence *

 

[BriGuy]

Picard: Gentlemen, I don't care how much work is involved. I want the extra power from the unused science labs transferred to my quarters every evening.

I can't run the new rotisserie ovens in my quarters without it.

Make it so, understood?

 

[Alrik]

Thanks for the W LH!

Picard: "I've been meaning to ask, Wesley, do you like movies about gladiators?"

Geordi: "And there it is."

Riker: "Wait, what?"

O.S.
Crusher *hushed* "Doesn't he look so peaceful when he's asleep?"

Troi: "I must admit he does...wait is he wearing his uniform?"

Crusher: "I don't see the big deal, I mean these uniforms already kind of look like pajamas."

Riker: "WHOA, Data. What was that all about?"

Data: "While I may not have mastered the use of contractions yet, I am able to string vulgarities together in a way that would make a sailor blush."

Riker: "Well here's the problem. It says it take 4 AA batteries."

Troi: "You accepted that Spacebook friend request from my mother?! Data, she's just going to try and use you to snoop on me. Damn."

OR

Troi: "Oh no!"

Data: "What is it counselor?"

Troi: "I just got a Spacebook friend request from that letchy perv, Ed Jellico. I swear, if I was ever forced to serve with that guy I'd be tempted to just start wearing a standard issue uniform."

 

[Nerys Myk]

CRUSHER( sighing) : Looks like I'm flying solo again tonight.

 

[The Laughing Vulcan]

CRUSHER( sighing) : Looks like I'm flying solo again tonight.

Picard: "No Solo in this universe. There is that outrageous Okona fellow if you're interested. Or that gerbil from the Delta Quadrant."

 

[Merlanthe]

Is there any way to delete this post?

 

[Merlanthe]

PICARD: Wesley! What are you doing in my quarters? And at such a late hour.

WESLEY: Err, these are my quarters Sir you must have wandered in by mistake.

PICARD: Well that explains why the bed seemed to have shrunk in size since i last slept...and the pink bed linen.

 

[Bob Karo]

Frakes: Damn. They let you use the hero prop, too? They keep telling me it's too expensive to risk me breaking it.