Movie Caption Contest #198: Close Encounters

[Mr Silver]

Apologies for the later than expected new caption contest, but anyway lets not dwell on my procrastination and move onto...

The "I reprogrammed the simulator" award for illustrating original thinking goes to...

Picard: "Who the hell does Riker think he is, picking the Sports Car! I'm the captain; I use the Sports Car! Well, I'll show him! Let's just see how impressive the ol' 1701 looks on the Monopoly board!"

The "Not exactly the iPod" award for confusing even the most adept vulcan goes to...

Spock tried to understand Final Cut Pro X but, like the rest of the world, he agreed that Apple really fucked up on this one.

And last but not least, the "Spock its been 2 hours are you ready?" award for "Ahhh I see what you did there" goes to...

TAKEI (whispering): Look Walter, three asses.

Well done to all the winners! This week...

Not only did Kirk not understand the size of a large pizza, he also ordered it from the worst takeaway in San Francisco...

Uhura discovers what happened to her blue hair extensions...

And Troi finds something more toxic than one of her early centric episodes...

 

[bullethead]

Kruge was less than pleased to encounter a new species of space roach on Genesis.

Klingon: This blue stuff is so loaded with drugs that it makes getting hit with a painstick feel good.
Uhura: Okay... TMI

Troi: You like it? I put Spot in there after watching that Futurama episode with Fry's dog.

 

[Maurice]

DAVID: Microbes from Spock's tube?
SAAVIK: Spock's Space Herpes.

KLINGON: Romulan fettuccini! This means war!

Worf's horror doubled when he realized Troi was the "Hazardous Material".

 

[Ziriath]

Nobody in the future will ever know, that the very first Dune sandtrouts have their origin in Mr. Spock's coffin...

 

[Ziriath]

KLINGON: I have a full plate of blue sour jelly worms, and no, I will not give you a single one. Stop doing puppy eyes on me.

 

[Nerys Myk]

ACTOR: I should have asked for the money upfront.

 

[JarodRussell]

Deanna: And that, dear Data, is how a proper handjob is done.

 

[Maurice]

Deanna: And that, dear Data, is how a proper handjob is done.

DATA: Thank you, Counselor. It's fortunate you brought a waste contain of appropriate volume to handle my...output.

 

[Deranged Nasat]

Sub-Visser Fourteen had just outlined the plan for galactic enslavement when Kruge, spacesick from the troubled approach to Genesis, threw up in the Yeerk pool.

"PetaQ! Who let Maar'J cook the dinner again?!"

"According to the label, you've got Deep Space Nine inside this cargo crate. Why precisely is DS9 "hazardous"? Is it because of the character conflict? It is, isn't it?"

Troi (strained cheeriness): "We prefer a pleasant, non-confrontational environment. Kindly agree with me, and move on".

 

[Finn]

Troi: *giggle* What's this?

Data: Those are Commander Riker's old storage bins

Data: *thinking* Good save, Data. Geordi was right about those containers surviving a crash she would cause.

 

[Rat Boy]

Saavik: "How disgusting."

David: "Mmmmm, grubs."

Klingon: "You don't like the way I eat? Well then next time put some FUCKING CHOPSTICKS ON THE TABLE!"

Gorkon: "Well...I see we have a long way to go."

Troi really hoped that Data wouldn't notice that the cat he was holding was a last minute substitute she found at the pet store.

 

[Candlelight]

Kirk: "These are the delegates?"
Spock: "Yes. It would be entertaining to see if you end up shagging one of these for a change"

Klingon: "This blue shit is amazing"
Uhura: "We didn't even have anything blue on the meal to begin with!"
Chekov: "Has anyone seen my wet napkin?"

"Brent... give me the script for Nemesis... we've found a good place to store them until they're needed"

 

[Jonas Grumby]

Thanks for the win, Captain M!

Dr. Zoidberg (OS): "A petting zoo! Hooray!"

Klingon: "Look! I'm Gene Simmons!"

Data: "Counselor, do you think it is wise to be sitting so close to this hazardous material?"
Troi: "I've been sitting here for hours! And I feel sooooooooo mellow!"

 

[BriGuy]

Klingon: Stuffed bloodshells! My favorite!!!

 

[Schistocerca]

Deanna later came to regret the large can of woop ass she took on her first date with Will!

 

[BriGuy]

Deanna: And that, dear Data, is how a proper handjob is done.

DATA: Thank you, Counselor. It's fortunate you brought a waste contain of appropriate volume to handle my...output.

<Deanna gasps> You're not Data... LORE!
Lore: Ah, yes, dear counselor. But tell me - how could you tell?
Deanna: Data doesn't use contractions... and his right ball hangs lower than the left - your left ball is hanging lower than the right!

 

[BriGuy]

Gen. Chang, thinking and staring at Uhura: She is absolutely stunning. Our intelligence images from Nimbus III hardly do her justice. I'd so hit that.

I wonder if she still has the fan...

 

[Mistral]

"WHaat? You've never sneezed before?"

 

[Candlelight]

"What? Not everyone keeps their genitals in the same place"

 

[inflatabledalek]

Hi there! You must be Scott, it's so great to be here filming the last ever episode of Star Trek! I bet you're thrilled at having old hands like me and Fraksey sharing the limelight with you on this very special day. I loved that show you used to be on as well, Time Trax right? Great stuff. This is going to be so much fun! We'll be BFF's forever! Oh, and don't mind the big tub behind me, it's Frakes' lunch. Though I'm afraid the fork lift accidentally parked it on a sleeping beagle... Scott? Scott? Are you OK? Why the tears?