TOS Caption Contest #263 "This is fun?"
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McCoy: "Well, here we go again. More stock footage."
Scotty: "Are you sure these are the best seats for the running of the bulls?"
Sulu: "The guy did say we might get bored.... Wait a minute, or was it gored?"
Kirk: Ms Chapel, care to see the captain's log?
Space Spice Aftershave will get you laid even in your sleep. Bowchickawowow!
Kirk: It's an ancient Risian artifact called a horgan. It signifies the need for jamaharon. Let me show you...
The 23rd century- Even the stockades are built to comfort standards. Now featuring seats!
Plus separate horizontal splits for the head and hands...
The 23rd century- Even the stockades are built to comfort standards. Now featuring seats!
Kirk: "Actually, if that thing to your left is what you're used to, then perhaps I won't bother."
Kirk: "Simple ceremony, as I understand it. They pierce my nipples, thread hula hoops through them, and hang me by a couple of these for three days. If I survive, I'm really a god."
Miramanee: "But can you bear it?"
Kirk: "Piece of cake. Sight of a needle makes me pass out for a week."
Kirk: Ms Chapel, care to see the captain's log?
Rand: "You've been skipping the Retinax treatments again?"
Kirk: There. Fini! A perfect semblance. You're going to love it!
Thanks for the win! 
Evil Kirk: "The thought of those big Ingersoll-Rand engines pumping all of that oil through the Alaska pipeline....is so erotic!"
Rand: "I'm not related to that company....and you're the one who's being crude!"
Evil Kirk: "The thought of those big Ingersoll-Rand engines pumping all of that oil through the Alaska pipeline....is so erotic!"
Rand: "I'm not related to that company....and you're the one who's being crude!"
Scharf: "What is that thing?!?"
Shatner: "It's a prop leftover from another sci-fi production....'Flesh Gourdon'."
By the 23rd century, Wall Street, with all of its stocks and bonds, had become a dead end ruled by a single remaining corporate giant: Merrill Lynch.
Nona's chest compression technique was a little off, but her other talents would have Kirk up and around within moments.
Rand: "In the future, nothing out of a jar will be able to conceal all of that!"
Evil Kirk: "Damn....you're even more evil than I am!"
Kirk: You're just playing hard to get aren't you?
Rand: No! I'm playing "Get the hell out!"
Captains Log: I have no idea how I ended up on this planet, but I don't care. Let this be the one time Spock fails at something and never find me.
Kirk: You see, I actually do have my memories, I was just testing you to see if anyone would believe my crap story.
And nobody forgot the Captains birthday ever again...
Rand: Don't come any closer! I'm warning you...I've got Impressionism and I'm not afraid to use it!
Woman: Talk dirty to me again, Kirk...awkward pauses get me so hot...
Kirk: Why yes, Miramanee, I *am* an Indian Outlaw, half Cherokee and Choctaw. My baby, she's a Chippewa, she's one of a kind!
They did say the acting in TAS was wooden...
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Miramanee: "What did you mean by 'death to the pale-eyes'?"
Kirk: Why yes, Miramanee, I *am* an Indian Outlaw, half Cherokee and Choctaw. My baby, she's a Chippewa, she's one of a kind!
MIRAMANEE: Really? Because, my father married a pure Cherokee. My mother's people were ashamed of me. The indians said I was white by law. The White Man always called me "Indian Squaw"