Martin: And they wouldn't let you take Eddie on the
Bozeman?
Frasier: No, they said it would be too derivative of Porthos, from
Enterprise.
Niles: Porthos - the Musketeer? On the
Enterprise?
Martin: Dumas.
Niles: It's pronounced
Doo-ma.
Martin: OK
Bibi: Check out the Starfleet chicks in the leotards. Floss much?
Roz: Talk about being up the crack with out a paddle!
Martok: Just who are you supposed to be, Niles?
Barclay: I am Lieutenant Barclay, and this is my date, Counselor Troi. Heard of her?
Troi: You look a bit overgroomed for a mother superior. Are you repressed?
Martok: I'm not Mother Superior, I'm General Martok!!!
Troi: Oh - is he the Klingon Wee Willie Winkie?
Martok: That's enough out of you, you wanton troll, or I'll smite your bawdy backside with the flat of me sinewy right hand!
Troi: Yep, he knows Counselor Troi all right.
Lilith: I brought my flippers.
Spiner: Yahtzee!
Picard: And then I made this gesture and took over helm from the boy.
Bateson: See, I would have never promoted him in the first place.
Picard: His mom is hot.
Bateson: Ah. This gesture, you say?