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Contest: ENTER TNG Caption This! #480: One, Number One

LeadHead

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Hello everyone! New contest time!

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First up to the plate, we have the "Instead of Shakespeare, use Monty Python to defeat the Ferengi" Award, going to jedman67 for:

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Picard: " 'E's not pinin'! 'E's passed on! This parrot is no more! He has ceased to be! 'E's expired and gone to meet 'is maker!

'E's a stiff! Bereft of life, 'e rests in peace! If you hadn't nailed 'im to the perch 'e'd be pushing up the daisies!
'Is metabolic processes are now 'istory! 'E's off the twig!
'E's kicked the bucket, 'e's shuffled off 'is mortal coil, run down the curtain and joined the bleedin' choir invisibile!!

THIS IS AN EX-PARROT!!"

Riker: "Deanna, I told you getting him those Monty Python DVD's was a bad idea!!"


Next, we have the "Casanova-Luc" Award, going to Finn for:

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Picard: Beverly, this is Nella

Vash: Vash

Picard: ....Oh right, Vash


Next, we have the "But who are The Producers?" Award, going to Triskelion for:

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Picard: I know we suck but you see we're doing a Springtime for HItler for the rent money.
Mrs Carmichael: Ooh, who's your Hitler?
Picard: No, you see, we're not actually doing Springtime, we're doing a Springtime -
Riker: A pajama-wearing inventor from France!
Mrs Carmichael: Ooh, I hate him already!


Next, we have the "Maybe we should blame it on Brexit..." Award, going to Leviathan for:

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Data: Inquiry sir....you are riding through the English countryside in an English cap with an English accent. Are we ever going to address the whole French heritage thing?


Next, we have the "The Praetor got old" Award, going to Smellincoffee for:

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Shinzon: They'll never tell the difference between the two of us, Picard. I can mimic you perfectly.
Picard: Say "croissant".
Shinzon: ..bollocks.


Our Photoshop Award, goes to Nerys Myk for:

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PICARD: Dammit Q! Change everyone back, immediately!
Q: What's a matter, Jean-Luc? Not fond of being the Captain of a ship of fools?


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The Award goes to The Laughing Vulcan for:

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CMO's personal log: "After Jean-Luc's suggestion of a threesome this evening, I've rewritten the Hippocratic Oath to do no 'permanent' harm. Our esteemed Captain will be out of traction in a week, which coincidentally is when the ship's painkiller shortage will come to an end."


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Our KBL goes to Mojochi for:

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Picard: Rent? Oh... no... no...A Midsummer Night's Dream. We can't do musicals. Good God. Have you heard these people sing?

Many thanks to everyone who participated and congrats to our winners!

And now, presenting William T. Riker!

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Enjoy!
 
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Computer: Riker, William T. do you concur?

Riker: Ummm... Well...

Picard: There's less than a minute left you fool! I would never let the countdown get this close!


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Worf: Right this way, Commander. We have a special suite ready for you.

Security: (over comm) Security to Worf, the drunk tank is ready.


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Riker: Tasha, for the last time, this is an accepted fashion choice here. I'm sure this will never become a running joke about me.

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O'Brien: Commander, please don't shoot Data. He's supposed to give away the bride at my wedding next week!

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Riker: Computer, why do we keep records like this?!
 
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Worf: Is there any room that you haven't had intimate relations in, sir?
Riker: Yours
Worf: And that won't be any time soon.
Riker: Lighten up Worf. Try the transporter pad sometime. it's... a transcending experience.
 
Thanks for the win

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First...Cap...Whatever Log: I'm not used to this. There's something wrong about all of this. There's no way it'd take me other seven years to reach captaincy. Eleven years as Picard's first officer? No.
 
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PICARD: Enter your cancellation code, Commander.
RIKER: Uh.... was I supposed to memorize that?
 
T4TW LeadHead!
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Computer: Riker, William T. do you concur?
Riker: Yes, I do indeed concur, wholeheartedly, pretty please with sugar -
Picard: - You -
Riker: - on top and cross my heart, hope to die, stick a needle -
Picard: - have to -
Riker: - in my eye, do hereby attest that yes, I want the self-destruct sequence cancelled immediately, forthwith and without any undue -
Picard: - finish your sent-
<ship explodes>
Picard: -ence -


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Worf: Please walk this way.
Riker: If I could walk that way I wouldn't need the chloromydride hypoinjection.

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First Officer's log: I can't wait to discuss this traumatic experience in counseling.

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Data: Sir, now that your party is aboard I would like to invite you to attend my -
Riker: I SWEAR TO SHAKAREE IF YOU SAY THE WORD POETRY OR VIOLIN -
O'Brien: Please sir, don't fire.
Data: See, Commander? Some of the crew support the arts.
O'Brien: No, I just waxed that console. Shoot him in the face.

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Riker: Please be a serial killer, please be a serial killer....
 
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Picard - A little more to the left, Will...

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MAN HUG!!!

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I been smoking since I was born, man, I can smoke anything, man. You know like I smoke that Michoacán, and Acapulco Gold, man. I even smoke that thai stick, you know?

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Riker thinking..."Man, my life sucks... glad I forgot it!"
 
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Computer: Riker, William T. do you concur?

Riker: Ah..Agwee

Computer: Response unclear. Riker, William T. do you concur?

Riker: Ah..Agwee

Computer: Response unclear. Riker, William T. do you concur?

Picard: Merde, I'm going to die because Riker had to eat those peanut butter crackers...

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Riker: Worf, I have made it with a woman. Inform the men.

Worf: I hate when you quote Futurama. Besides, I'm clearly a Bender!

Riker: Eh, you're more of a Scruffy.


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Riker: Sorry, that was the Captain. Apparently, I need to attend "Sensitivity Training" for appropriating Bajoran culture.

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O'Brien: Wait, Sir, that's just a hologram of Data.

Riker: What?

O'Brien: Commander LaForge has Leah, Lt. Barclay has, well, everyone, I have Data. Don't judge me sir, it gets real lonely down here sometimes.

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Riker: You can skip this part. The sex comes later.
 
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Lore: If I were you, I'd switch uniform colors with that nameless guy behind you if you want to survive that away mission, Commander. Redshirts are fodder on away missions.

Riker: Red is now a command color. I'll be fine.

Lore: Scotty was the only Redshirt to survive. Are you willing to gamble those odds? Let's play.
 
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Riker: Finally! Something good to watch.

[Theme song starts playing. Riker starts bobbing to the music.]

Riker, passionately singing along: Driiiiiive! Push it to the floor till the engine screams. Driiiiiive! Drivin' like the demon that drives your dreams.
 
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