TNG Caption This #140 - "Creative Flaws"

[cooleddie74]

DATA:"This relic would be a perfect gift for Commander Riker on his next birthday. He has been telling me he wants something to deter Counselor Troi's mother the next time she comes aboard the Enterprise."

PICARD:"Don't you think you're taking this Easter-egg-dipping thing a BIT too far, Guinan? After all...it's only September!"

 

[cooleddie74]

"Go ahead, Mister Data...

MAKE my stardate."

 

[Nerys Myk]

PICARD: What do you make of it old friend?

DATA: It would appear to be.....

PICARD: Data....

DATA (sighs):Must I?

PICARD (clears throat)

DATA: It gun kimosabee. Cavendish gun

 

[Rat Boy]

Picard: "Data, we're surrounded by androids!"

Data: "What you mean we, kimosabee?"

 

[Hedbergian]

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PICARD: Oh, look, an inscription. "This is my rifle, this is my gun" ... Mr. Data, what do you make of this next pictograph? ... Oh ew!

 

[cooleddie74]

DATA:"Despite my lack of emotions, sir...I must confess to being most...

uncomfortable...with this new Cheesy Racial Stereotypes holoprogram."

 

[Gertch]

Picard: "Perhaps a novelty laser pointer? Here, watch while I put a red mark on Commander Riker's forehead."

 

[cooleddie74]

PICARD:"Most interesting.

My great-great-great-great grandmother bludgeoned a circus clown to death with an archaic weapon very similar to this."

 

[Ryan Thomas Riddle]

From the filmmakers that brought you Zorro: The Gay Blade comes... The Lone Ranger: The Gay Six-Shooter!

-or-

Picard: Commander Data, it's time I introduce you to a game that's more exciting than poker-- Russian Roulette.

 

[tachibana]

PICARD:No thank you, the last happy hour didnt end well for Data and me.

 

[Nerys Myk]

DATA:"Despite my lack of emotions, sir...I must confess to being most...

uncomfortable...with this new Cheesy Racial Stereotypes holoprogram."

PICARD: " Next week we're doing Amos and Andy."

 

[LitmusDragon]

Data: Sir, I do not believe that is the correct usage of the term "cowboy diplomacy".
Picard: Quiet, you.

Despite repeated attempts, Guinan was never able to perfect her formula for a synthehol that was both less filling and tasted great.

 

[cooleddie74]

PICARD:"Uh-oh.

Perhaps I shouldn't be putting my prints on a weapon we found lying just two meters from a murder victim."

DATA:"Agreed, Captain.

As some Earth humans were fond of saying several centuries ago...let us endeavor to...and I quote...'get the fuck out of here.' "

"You're never going to come up with a mouthwash formula that can handle Mister Worf's breath, Guinan.

Just call it a day."

 

[Honorable Ensign]

First pic: Data: But who do we shoot? Wesley or Troi?

Second pic: Picard: But then we decided, what the heck, let's go for a twofer!

 

[Rat Boy]

Picard: "We should have had shotguns for this kinda deal."

 

[Nerys Myk]

DATA: I'm quite sure the instructions were "leave the gun, take the canolli."

 

[nil_jones]

Picard: Not so fast El Guapo! Or I'll pump you so full of lead you'll be using your dick for a pencil!
El Guapo: What do you mean?
Picard: I don't know.
Data: I believe he means that if you...
El Guapo: Shut up!

 

[Shatmandu]

Data: "Captain, while I understand Counselor Troi's mannerisms and vocal characteristics have been described as wooden and irritating, I do not believe violence is the answer."

Picard: "While the crew is no doubt familiar with different beings having genitals in different places, it's probably best we still say 'Guinan's hat' rather than 'Guinan's panties.'"

 

[cooleddie74]

DATA:"Would this be a perfect time for a colorful, homicide-related metaphor?"

GUINAN:"Can I help you, Jean-Luc?

I'll be done in a minute...just trying to perfect my line of colored, fruit-flavored crystal meth."

 

[cooleddie74]

PICARD:"You dirty targ...you killed my clone, see? You Starfleet Security boys ain't takin' me alive...see?"

DATA:"Please, sir...give it up. Do not quit your day job."