
Picard: Well, you can tell the affect you have on the minds of men. All these posts and only one X-Men gag? Most of the posters seem concerned with erectile dysfunction, which frankly says more about them than about the Galaxy Class starship in my pants.
Kamala: So you're ready to try again then?
Picard: Give us a minute...
Kamala: It's more of an old Constellation Class really...
Picard: Not helping.

Data: I got paid so much for Nemesis the cheque was this big.

Data: *Psss* Geordi, where's your happy romance picture?
Geordi: Oh sod off.

Worf: You're going to let me do WHAT?!?!
Troi: Well, it is your birthday after all.
Worf: *Thinking* I'll mention the whole parallel universe jumping thing... in the morning. Now, where does my counterpart keep his industrial sized lube jar?

Picard: Look, I'm sorry I called you Kamala, but she was like... perfect you know.