TNG Caption This #196: Artistic License

[Nerys Myk]

PICARD: You can return to your duties Lt. Janeway.

DATA: Do you think this was wise, Captain?

PICARD: What? Its not like she'll ever outrank me.

 

[Finn]

Picard: "What do you think? Will Beverly like it?"

Data: Yes, Sir....

*under his breath * "Tasha's were firmer"

Worf: *blinking* "Finally...a reality without lens flares"

La Forge: "When I asked you to follow other's example in your quest toward humanity, I didn't mean for you to dress like Beverly".

 

[Nerys Myk]

PICARD: What do you think Mr. Data?

DATA: It would appear I owe Mr Riker 100 credits. The carpet does match the drapes.

CRUSHER: He was talking about the painting!

 

[Jonas Grumby]

Data (addressing model): "Ensign Marlowe, I have completed the research you asked me to perform on Starfleet regulations governing limits on commanding officers' rights when issuing orders to subordinates. And, Captain Picard, if I were you, I would look into retaining legal counsel."

 

[Itisnotlogical]

Data: Captain, you have spilled Earl Gray on your canvas.

Picard: And? It's even better than before!

 

[The Laughing Vulcan]

PICARD: What do you think Mr. Data?

Data: "Season 5, I do believe."

Picard: "Her hair?! Mr Data, I do believe it would be the appropriate time to deactivate your gay chip."

Data: "Understood sir. Deactivating chip...

Hubba Hubba, sir."

 

[Isis]

Data (OS): "See? I was correct. We are in 1-800-FLOWERS' delivery area."

 

[alte]

 

[Holdfast]

Apologies for the late thread sticky. I'm on holiday at the moment, so only accessing the internet/this board infrequently.

 

[PianoWizzy]

Data (thinking to self) - you know, in only 3.4 nanoseconds I have managed to calculate over 100 ways I could kill the Captain using only the painting equipment on this table here. Mindless killing would make me pretty human, right?

This was such a brilliant caption that I quickly felt inferior and cannot rival this. You sir, are a winner.

 

[Jonas Grumby]

Data: "Very well done, Captain. Your painting captures the supple curvature of her body, as well as the delicate translucence of her skin."
Picard: "And do you think I've also captured the post-Ba'ku perkiness of her--"
Crusher: "Alright, that's it! I'm outta here!"

 

[alte]

Geordi: "Stick around, Doctor...we'll be hosting an after-hours kegger down in Waste Storage!"

Worf: "That reminds me...I need to run out and get more Doritos."

 

[alte]

 

[LeadHead]

Picard: What do you think Mister Data?

Data: It looked better an hour ago.

Picard: I only started painting 25 minutes ago.

Data: I am aware of that Sir.

 

[Mistral]

MISTRAL-Thanks for the win!

Crusher: "No, no, no! Geordi, you're just not getting the whole concept of 'jazz hands' !"

 

[Mistral]

Worf(thinking) : "To be a true Klingon centerpiece this plant would require more spikes!"

 

[Gary7]

Worf: "Oh no. Not Albino artichokes for dinner, again!"

 

[alte]

 

[Isis]

Picard: "Merde. This would have been a lot easier if they still had those Bob Ross reruns on."

Crusher: "Stupid holoprogram. It gave you much better hair than me."

Crusher (to self): "I love a man who toots his own horn."

 

[Jonas Grumby]

Barclay (turning away in frustration): "God, I hate Victorian clothing! I've been undressing you for half an hour now, and it still looks like I haven't even started!"