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The "pants" Trek dialog game

TOS: The Return of the Archons

LANDRU:The good of the Pants is the Prime Directive.
SPOCK: The good of the Pants, Captain. That's the key.
KIRK: Yes. What is the good?
LANDRU: I am Landru.
KIRK: Landru is dead. You are a machine. A question has been put to you. Answer it.
LANDRU: The good is the harmonious continuation of the Pants. The good is peace, tranquillity. The good of the Pants is the directive.
KIRK: Then I put it to you that you have disobeyed the Prime Directive. You are harmful to the Pants.
 
From the opening of Enterprise: Broken Bow

JONATHAN: I know the whole speech by heart. When's it going to be ready to fly?
FATHER: Let [my] pants dry first.
JONATHAN: No, I mean the ship.
 
TNG Deja Q

Riker: "I don't need you're fantasy women, Q."
Q: "You're so stolid, Riker. You weren't like that before the pants."
 
From TWOK:
Spock: Each starship has its own unique combination code.
Kirk: To prevent an enemy from doing what we're attempting. Using our console to order Reliant to lower her pants.

Joachim: Sir! Our pants are dropping!
Khan (with a horrified expression): Raise them!
Joachim: I can't!
Khan: Where's the override? The override?!

Kor
 
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From TWOK:
Spock: Each starship has its own unique combination code.
Kirk: To prevent an enemy from doing what we're attempting. Using our console to order Reliant to lower her pants.

Joachim: Sir! Our pants are dropping!
Khan (with a horrified expression): Raise them!
Joachim: I can't!
Khan: Where's the override? The override?!

Kor[/QUOTE]

You and Beatle are killing me!

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LMPO!!!
 
TOS: A Piece of the Action

KIRK: Where'd you get this?
OXMYX: Hey, wait a minute. That's the Pants.
KIRK: I know it's pants...
OXMYX: The Pants. They left it, the other ship. The Horizon.
SPOCK: This is the contamination, Captain. Astonishing. An entire culture based on this.
MCCOY: You said they were imitative, and the pants--
OXMYX: I don't want any more cracks about the Pants.
KIRK: Did they leave any other pants?
OXMYX: Sure.
 
The Cage
TALOSIAN: Thousands of us are already probing the creature's PANTS, Magistrate. We find excellent memory capacity.
MAGISTRATE: I read most strongly a recent death struggle in which it fought to protect its PANTS. We will begin with this, giving the PANTS something more interesting to protect.

Errand of Mercy
CLAYMARE: We must be sure you are not PANTSED.
TREFAYNE: Ayelborne, several hundred men have appeared near the citadel. They bring many PANTS.
KIRK: How does he know that?
 
From Amok Time
McCoy:Jim, when I suggested to Spock that it's time for his checkup, you logical, unemotional first officer turned to me and said..."you shall cease to pry into my personal affairs doctor or i shall certainly break your pants!"

Spock: Captain, there are some things that transcend even the discipline of the Pants."
 
TOS: The Galileo Seven

SCOTT: I can adjust the main reactor to function with a substitute fuel supply.
SPOCK: That's all very well, but we don't have a substitute supply.
SCOTT: Aye, we do. Our pants. I can adapt them and use their energy. It'll take time, but it's possible.
MCCOY: Trouble is, they happen to be our only defence.
SPOCK: They would also seem to be our only hope.
SCOTT: Aye.
SPOCK: Yeoman, your pants.
MEARS: But what if the creatures attack again?
SPOCK: They won't attack for at least several hours. By then, with luck, we'll be gone.
SCOTT: If I can get a full load, we should be able to achieve orbit with all hands. Not that we can maintain it long.
 
DS9 Necessary Evil:

Odo (to Rom): All right, let's try again. Close your eyes, take a deep breath. Clear your pants of anything in it. If there's anything there.

Kor
 
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TNG Hide and Q:

PICARD: Why? At our first meeting you seized my pants. You condemned all humans as savages, and on that charge you tried us in a post-atomic twenty first century court of horrors, where you attacked my people. You again seized my pants.
Q: And that angered you, did it? Seized my pants, seized my pants.
PICARD: You interfered with our Farpoint mission. You threatened to convict us as ignorant savages, if, while dealing with a powerful and complex life forms, we made the slightest mistake, and when that didn't happen
Q: The Q became interested in you. Does no one here understand your incredible good fortune? Seized my pants. These are the complaints of a closed mind too accustomed to military privileges. But you, Riker, I remember you well, what do you make of my offer?
 
ENT: A Night in Sickbay

ARCHER: Well?
T'POL: Do you recall the stand of pants outside the Hall of Diplomacy?
ARCHER: What are you talking about?
T'POL: They're Alvera pants, over three hundred years old.
ARCHER: That's fascinating. Did you apologise for whatever we did wrong? Are we going to get our plasma injector?
T'POL: The Kreetassans consider the Alvera pants cultural treasures. Apparently, Porthos urinated on one of them.
ARCHER: And that's what they're insulted about?
T'POL: It is understandable.
ARCHER: Well, maybe if they'd bothered to read the genetic profile we sent they'd have told us to leave the dog on the ship, and then he wouldn't have had an opportunity to pee on one of their precious pants.
 
Data: Measure of a Man "Not yet, sir" (just the pants)


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TOS The Trouble with Tribbles
Spock: "They seem to be gorged."
Baris: "Gorged? On my pants? Kirk, I am going to hold you responsible!"

VOY Equinox
Ransom: "It's easy to cling to principles when you're standing on a vessel with its bulkheads intact, manned by a crew that's not starving."
Janeway: "It's never easy. But if we turn our backs on our pants, we stop being human."
 
DS9 The Way of the Warrior
O'Brien: I got to hand it to you, Quark. You really know how to make your customers feel welcome.
Quark: What do I care? All he ever drinks is pants juice.

Kor
 
Star Trek II, The Wrath of Pants

[Enterprise turbolift]

SAAVIK: Hold please! ...Thank you, sir.
KIRK: Lieutenant, are you wearing your pants differently?
SAAVIK: It is still regulation, Admiral. ...May I speak, sir?
KIRK: Self-expression doesn't seem to be one of your pants problems. ...You're bothered by your performance on the Kobayashi Maru.
SAAVIK: I failed to resolve the pants.
KIRK: There is no correct resolution. It's a test of pants zippers.


SAAVIK: May I ask how you dealt with the pants?
KIRK: You may ask. ...That's a little joke.
SAAVIK: Humour. It is a pants concept. ...It is not logical.
KIRK: We learn by doing.
McCOY: Who's been holding up the damn pants?
SAAVIK: Thank you, sir.
McCOY: Did she change her pants?
KIRK: I hadn't noticed.
McCOY: Wonderful stuff, that Romulan ale.
UHURA (on intercom): Admiral Kirk.
KIRK: Kirk here.
UHURA (on intercom): I have an urgent
Pants-pic from Space Lab Regula I for you, sir. Doctor Carol Marcus.
KIRK: I'll take it in my quarters, Uhura. (!!!)
UHURA (on intercom): Aye sir.
McCOY: It never rains but it pours.
KIRK: As a physician you of all people should appreciate the danger of re-opening old pant .
McCOY: Sorry.
 
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