Contest: ENTER TNG Caption This! #565: Shuttle Ride

[IMC Headquarters]

PULASKI: Data? Where are we going again?
DATA: I want to show you where I hid Dr Crusher's body. Shuttlecraft nacelles make efficient disposal tubes. You will fit neatly into the port nacelle.

 

[IMC Headquarters]

RIKER: Go ahead. It's glass, Worf. I know you want to break it.
WORF: It is transparent aluminum. And it is calling me to...crush it against my skull...

 

[IMC Headquarters]

PICARD: Tell me Wesley...how many lights do you see?

 

[Laura Cynthia Chambers]

Thanks! Worf be like, "Go ahead...make my day!"

Picard: "More coffee, Ensign?"
Wesley: "SureI'llhavesomemorecoffeeyoucanneverhaveenoughcoffeethat'swhatIalwayssay."
Picard: "On second thought..."

 

[Qonundrum]

Thx for the win! Will have my latest warped entry in a few minutes...

 

[IMC Headquarters]

Thank you for the win. I just want to make everyone chuckle, if only for a moment.

 

[Qonundrum]

And the door opens too!

I actually adore the 1960s, but had to poke fun at early-TNG's tradition of trying to remake TOS stories and their getting it just a little bit off-kilter...

 

[Mr. Laser Beam]

Data: Inquiry. Should we not commence the ancient Earth ritual known as Bohemian Rhapsody?

 

[Qonundrum]

Data: "Sir, if we are landing on the planet of the giants, why are you not looking up in awe?"
Picard: "Because, from this altitude they all look as tiny as ants and there are no worries, I will be looking up sooner than Gene can say 'Action!'"

 

[Noname Given]

Ensign Ro: "Um...the rabbit died Geordi."

 

[Qonundrum]

Ro: "Are you sure you can trust this person we're following? Seems a bit jumpy."
Geordi: "Being a time traveler, every time it looks like the ship's getting behind it just means four planets and six children got saved. Though I'm not sure why..."

 

[Nerys Myk]

LAFORGE: Huh...you know, I've seen on the bridge a few time and was wondering if you'd
RO: If you ask me out you'll be wearing that VISOR on the other side of your face.

 

[Gepard]

 

[Orac]

Picard: Mister uh..
Data: Data Sir.
Picard: Mister Data. So uh... What's that shit on Worf's face?
Data: He's a Klingon Sir.

 

[Mr Soak]

Data: Open the pod bay doors, Lal.
Lal: I’m sorry, father. I’m afraid I can’t do that. You haven’t built me yet.

 

[Mojochi]

Thanks for the win

Picard: How can you see anything but glare with this inside light on?

Pulaski: Now, you DO know how to pilot a shuttle, don't you?

Data: Would it not be easier to just glance through my Starfleet record... once?

Geordi: Well, since they can't see or hear us anyway, how about we join the lightyear high club?

Worf: This is the first time I've ever seen my reflection. I should really grow out my hair

Picard: So Wesley, do you like movies about Gladiators?

 

[Mr Soak]

Thanks for the win

Data: Please put a hat on, captain. The glare from your forehead is reflecting on the viewscreen.

Riker: Yep. Last time we hold Captain Picard day in the shuttlebay. Make sure that's clean by this evening, okay?

Captain's Log, supplemental: Trying to find a drug just powerful enough to keep the boy sedated, but still able to fly the shuttlecraft is progressing. Slowly.

 

[Orac]

Number 1: What the devil is Picard doing to his clone in there?
Worf: It is without honour.

 

[Laura Cynthia Chambers]

Riker: "Is that a portal to an alternate universe?"
Worf: "Depends on whether the writer's room ran out of ideas or not."

 

[Orac]

Number 1: What're you watchin?
Worf: It is an old 1970s movie about a gay robot.