
Picard: Why won't he say "Help take a bite out of crime?"
Riker: You're thinking of McGruff the crime dog, sir. You didn't...?
Picard: Merde.
MacDuff: I knew the Enterprise didn't need an assistant manager in charge of fries!
Picard: Get my pirate Chief of Security up here.
Riker: ...Yar, sir?
Picard: Aye, Yar, he'll know how to fix this situation.

Wesley: Mommy, is he my daddy?
Beverly: I don't know. Did you ever pour pitchers at the Anchorage Mother Lode Roadhouse wet T shirt contest?
Riker: Winona? I mean, no, do the what now?

Admiral: PI-card?
Picard: Pi-CARD, sir.
Admiral: Pee-card?
Picard: Pi-CARD, sir.
Admiral: Pickard?
Picard: Pi-CARD, sir.
Admiral: Pi-KARD?
Picard: I don't expect you to use a French accent, sir. May I ask why you are calling, sir?
Admiral: Sakray blue, I forgot.
Picard: Oy vey, with the admirals.

Picard: Welcome aboard, young man. I'm Captain Jean Luc "Drumhead" Picard. This is my First Officer William "Pegasus" Riker, my security officer Tasha "Code of Honor" Yar. What's your name?
Wesley: Oh nicknames, cool! I'm Wesley "-
Picard: Just kidding. Shut up, Wesley.

Wesley: So, your holodeck fantasy is - He-Man?
Worf: You are mistaken. This is a Klingon warrior calisthenics program.
Wesley: So this isn't the Castle Grayskull?
Worf: No. I mean, it's gray, and it has a skull, but that is where the coincidence ends.
Wesley: But isn't that the sword of power?
Worf: It's a sword of power, sure. But I would not call it the Sword of Power.
Skeletor: Dude, just admit it so we can get to the gay sexrrrrrrgggggghhhhhhh!
Worf: <Slices Skeletor in two> I HAVE THE POWERRRRRR! ..........What?