Insurrection Line-by-Line

[MarauderMo]

Worf: Scanners are off line!

 

[Captain Mike]

PICARD: Evasive maneuvers heading one four zero mark 31.
He can fly a ship, he'll anticipate tactical strategies. Clearly his brain is functioning. We've seen how he responds to threats ...let's see how he responds to...
Mr Worf, do you know Gilbert and Sullivan?

 

[LeadHead]

Worf: No Sir, I have not had time to meet all the new crewmembers since I have been back.

 

[Leandar]

Picard: They're composers, Worf, ...from the nineteenth century. Data was rehearsing a production of H.M.S. Pinafore just before he left.

(singing) 'A British tar is a soaring soul, as free as a mountain bird. His energetic fist should be ready to resist a dictatorial word.'

Sing, Worf, sing! (definite LOL at Worf's shaking his head 'no!')

(singing)His nose should pant'...

 

[Captain Mike]

DATA: (singing raising fist) And his lip should curl...

 

[MarauderMo]

Picard: (singing) ..his cheeks should flame...



(OT - i found it amusing that it only takes 2 key strokes on a shuttle console, during a tactical situation to put HMS Pinafore on the screen)

 

[Leandar]

Data: (singing) 'and his brow should furl.'

 

[Vulcan Princess]

Picard (still singing): His bosom should heave.

 

[M.Robison]

(Off Camera)

Data: And his heart should glow...



*Leandar, what about the look Picard shoots Worf in that brief second of silence after Worf delivers the "haven't met the new crew members" line?

 

[LeadHead]

Data/Picard/Worf: And his be ever ready for a knockdown blow.

 

[Vulcan Princess]

^continuing
Picard, Worf, Data: His nose should pant and his lip should curl. His cheeks should flame and his brow should furl. His bosom should heave and his heart should glow and his fist be ever ready for a knock-down blow.

 

[LeadHead]

Picard: (whispering) Prepare the docking clamps.

 

[Vulcan Princess]

Data (singing): His eyes should flash with an inborn fire. His brow with scorn be wrung. He never should bow down to a domineering frown.

 

[LeadHead]

Picard/Data: Or the tang of a tyrant tongue.

 

[Vulcan Princess]

Picard: His heart should stamp

 

[LeadHead]

Data: And his throat should growl.

 

[Vulcan Princess]

Picard: His hair should twirl

(I've had this song running through my head all day at work!)

 

[LeadHead]

Data: And his face should scowl.

 

[Vulcan Princess]

Picard: His eyes should flash

 

[LeadHead]

Data: and his breast protrude,