Sulu: "Captain's log, USS Excelsior. We are conducting a survey of gaseous anomalies, otherwise known as 'space farts'."
Kirk: "It's time to prove to your crew you're worth a damn. Sometimes that means dying, sometimes that means killing a whole lot of redshirts."
Phlox: "But eels have been used to treat your species since the Middle Ages!"
Data: "Prick us do we not beep? Tickle us do we not loop? Wrong us...shall we not reboot?"
EMH: "Captain Janeway's diagnosis appears satisfactory. The medicine I prescribed is keeping her multiple personality disorder under control, and there are no signs of the chronic hair loss endemic among Starfleet captains."
EMH: "I realised the Delaney Sisters were asking me to pleasure both of them simultaneously. Fortunately multi-tasking is second nature to me."
Janeway: "It's the Borg! Run Seven! Run as fast as your high heels and corset allow you!"
Janeway: "I don't know what to make of you, Ensign Kim. Perhaps a paperweight."
T'Pol: "Kindly stop talking to my chest."
Chekov: "In the words of early Starfleet explorer Hoshi Sato: AAARRRRGGGHHHH!!!"
B'Elanna: "Doctor, we'll have to delete some of your subroutines if we're going to transmit your program to the Alpha Quadrant."
EMH: "Which subroutines?"
B'Elanna: "Does the word 'emasculation' mean anything to you?"
Janeway: "Commander Chakotay was helping me find my spirit guide."
B'Elanna: "Really...so you dropped your spirit guide down the front of his pants?"
EMH: "I hadn't felt this awful since an attack of photonic fleas from Neelix's amber spice forced me to shave my head."
Alien to Janeway: "Why does your ship look like a coffee spoon?"
Janeway: "Launch all shuttlecraft! Fill them with every expendable ensign we've got!"
Tuvok: "I shall use the Vulcan mind meld. I require two hours of meditation to prepare a contemplative expression."
Janeway: "I sentence you to death by exploding console."
Seven: "I find it difficult to get close to members of the crew."
B'Elanna: "Well maybe if you had smaller breasts..."
Janeway: "Do it, or I'll have the entire Alpha shift boiled alive in black coffee!"
Archer: "My continuing mission: to seek out new life and get beaten up by it."
EMH: "I've designed Seven of Nine's biosuit based on a similar garment worn by the Vulcan science officer on the NX-01 Enterprise."
B'Elanna: "Ever since Janeway took Chakotay down to the planet Stepford he's been acting like a robot."
Janeway: "That Seven of Nine, I wish I had ten of her."
Borg: "We are the Powers That Be. Continuity is irrelevant."
Seven: "Personal log. Whenever I crawl down a Jeffries tube I appear to be followed by a camera that films my ass."
Seven: "I do not see the point of monogamy. Confining oneself to a single relationship is boring."
B'Elanna: "And what does that mean?"
Seven: "I intend to become a slut."
Crusher: "Shinzon was cloned from one of your hairs."
Picard: "But I don't have any hair!"
Crusher: "It appears the Romulans used a pubic hair. That's why he's such a prick."
Trip: "Could you move a bit to the left, T'Pol? The weight of your breasts is throwing out the artificial gravity."
Data: "Captain, those elite Remen shock troops are using a standard military tactic called 'Fire & Maneuver'. As a result we shall be dead long before I get through this door."
Neelix: "Leola root stew is people!"