Riker: The Captain's lost on Risa.
Crew: Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeew.
Geordi: We...come...in...peace! We...make...nice nice! You...aliens...we...Federation.... Together...strong...like bull!
Alien <to his own crew
>: Check out this m* f*.
Data: Sir, I just got back from a parallel universe in which...the Crusher boy...is your son.
Picard: So Beverly was my wife?
Data: No sir. She was your...Dominatrix.
Picard: So. You didn't travel to a parallel universe, did you Mister Data.
Data: No sir.
Picard: In fact, you just read my diary, didn't you.
Data: Yes sir.
Picard: Do you know what you must do now, Data?
Data: Yes sir.
Picard: It's not a reprimand.
Data: Erasing my memory bank will actually be a relief, sir.
Picard: Make it so.
<Data shudders>