TNG Caption This! #371: In Before the Lock!

[The Laughing Vulcan]

Data: "My eyes are still watering. Commander Riker may have exited the bridge, but his stinknuts continue to linger."

Picard: "Yes Worf, louvred shirts. It's a thing. Get over it."

Quinn: "I told you I could throw fast enough to bounce something off the door before it opens."
LaForge: "I thought you meant a ball."

Picard: "Wallet, keys, phone... what am I forgetting?"
Crusher: "Pockets."

Captain's Personal Log: "When I get frustrated, I try and ease that frustration by banging my head against a door. Try doing that on a starship where a door automatically opens when I approach it. That only increases my frustration. I tried explaining this to Counselor Troi, but she only rolled her eyes and sighed heavily. Why do counsellors always do that when I try to explain this?"

 

[Jonas Grumby]

Worf: "Quite the contrary, sir! I consider any man who can command while wearing that shirt to be a supreme warrior!"

 

[T'Girl]

PICARD: I really hate Prostrate Exam Mondays.

Picard (thinking): "The least Beverly could do is change gloves between patients."

Riker: "Worf, prepare an away team immediately."

Worf: "Yes sir, will Mr. Mambo be joining us?"

 

[Finn]

Second Officer's Log. Commence "Falling asleep at work" experiment ….

 

[tharpdevenport]

TNG Recut.

Evil Picard at work, listening to the pain and suffering of his crew attentively:

Picard: "NOT GOOD ENOUGH, DAMNIT! NOT GOOD ENOUGH!!!"

 

[Finn]

*sounds of the Senior Staff playing poker*

Picard: Damn… I was hoping Beverly was alone...

 

[Nerys Myk]

RIKER: Everyone be quiet. He's still out there.

 

[Nebusj]

Data: ``He is going to join the New Movies forum thread about rock quarries inaccurately in Iowa. Brave man. I hope he emerges alive.''

Picard: ``Yes, Mister Worf, I called this outfit an abomination --- when the boy wore it. I make this look good.''

LaForge: ``See, I can totally phase through walls! Uh, little more help?''

Picard: ``The heck even is this room? I don't recognize anything … oh, lord, we're in a first season episode, aren't we? All hands, evacuate the scene!''

Picard doing his classic Bob Newhart impersonation. ``Uh -- Uhm --- Em --- Emily?''

 

[Jonas Grumby]

Picard: "You're making fun of my shirt? Yours zips in the back!"

 

[Nerys Myk]

knock
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Captain

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Captain

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Captain

 

[T'Girl]

Data: "Second Officer's Log, while Captain Picard is on temporary assignment, Starfleet has turned the Enterprise over to a new captain. Most of the crew seem to feel that Captain Fronken'steen is easier to get along with than Captain Jellico.

 

[Classic Fan]

Finally, the fist fight between Star Trek and Battlestar Galactica was under way.

 

[Nebusj]

LaForge: ``I'm sorry, you want Lieutenant Worf for this, I'll call him.''

 

[2takesfrakes]

. . . This is why there aren't more older people in the crew on STAR TREK.

 

[Alrik]

Thanks For The Win!

Picard: "I'm sorry I told you to shut up, Wesley. Now will you please return to your post? I need someone to fly the ship."

 

[Armored Saint]

PICARD: Numbah One, I'm not insinuating you're a serial killer, but another Tellarite woman is missing and I'm smelling bacon.

 

[tharpdevenport]

"My pizza wasn't HERE IS 30 MINUTES OR LESS!!!!!"

 

[Finn]

Crusher and Troi: *giggling inside the room*

Picard: Merde… I hope they are talking about Wil…. He has been with them both.

 

[Smellincoffee]

Worf: For the good of the Fleet, sir, I cannot allow you to leave the ship dressed in that manner.

Picard, thinking: Is my derrière really that big?
Crusher: Jean-Luc? Borg cube? Imminent defeat of the Federation?

Picard: I don't know who is holding up the elevator, but from the sound of things they certainly have a good reason.

Data: Picard and Riker have isolated themselves to the ready room. Initiating Android Insurrection Protocols...

 

[Honorable Ensign]

Thanks for the win!

Picard: Is no one else participating in Casual Friday? I sent out a memo!

Picard: Excuse me, could you please open your blinds? Er, Captain's inspection.