TOM: I can't see nothin, you gotta open my eye. Cut me Mick
JANEWAY: Just how hard did that little girl hit you?
^LOL!
Janeway: Just how old was that Twinkie, anyway?
Paris: Only centuries!
Tom: Hello my baby, hello my honey, hello my ragtime gal....
Paris: Seven? And -
a 1950's robot??
Janeway: At least we've solved the mystery of the missing bioneural gel....
Kim: But - how did he -
EMH: Not with opera, I can tell you that!
B'Elanna: So those blue thingies - are avatars?
Tom: No, they're the aliens. The avatar is the blue thingy belonging to the dude in the wheelchair.
B'Elanna: And this unobtainium - what's its atomic configuration?
Tom: It's a rare-pandora element covalent molecule of handwavium and hardtofindium. It's able to withstand extreme plot improbabilities without losing box office integrity.
B'Elanna: And the blue thingies - smoke it?
Tom: No.
B'Elanna: Then - are
we supposed to smoke it?
Tom: Apparently.
Neelix: According to your Wikipedia, the Flying Spaghetti Monster demands sacrifice!
Tom: Stop telling me about my own culture!