[NAHTMMM]

Odo: I never get any helpful insights when I change into something. Most inanimate objects lead very dull lives.
Female Shapeshifter: Then you must be doing something wrong. What was the last object whose shape you assumed?
Odo: A burned-out lightbulb. It wasn't an enlightening experience.

Heheh.

Borath: Really, Commander... you should learn to be more trusting.
Sisko: That's the same answer I got from Dax when I asked her to explain why a Wookie was piloting a Federation Stardestroyer.

:mrgreen:

Odo: She and I are just friends, not lovers.
Female Shapeshifter: I am pleased to learn that to you she is nothing but a platonic solid.

Ouch! :lol:

Bashir: Well, we could ask the Prophets to make the Dominion fleet vanish when it travels through the wormhole.
Dax: Or we could lay a field of self-replicating mines around its entrance.
Sisko: Let me rephrase my question -- does anyone have any realistic proposals?
Garak: I suggest using a salvo of photon torpedoes to collapse the entrance to the wormhole.
Jem'Hadar Soldier: Silence, you Cardassian traitor, or I'll remove your ra!
Garak: My ra? Whatever are you talking about?
(ZAP!)
Garak: GAK!

:mrgreen:

Jackie: Traveling? You left your passport!
Rose: As if that mattered. It's London, Cardiff, or nothing with this guy. I'd see more of the world watching Food Network.


Jackie: He's an alien! The Doctor! He travels in a big blue box!
QVC Operator: Ma'am, we don't have anything like that. Are you trying to reach the
Alien Helpline?
Jackie: Sorry, must have hit speed dial.

Heehee :mrgreen:

Doctor: The pig still had the sales slip from Ikea. It's actually a coffee table cunningly modified for low-orbit space travel.
Rose: Ooo, I always wanted one of those.

Doesn't everyone?

Derek: What the--? I didn't narrate that bazooka.
Kira: (aiming the bazooka) I think we can all see where your narrating got us, Mr. Let's-Get-Chased-By-Aliens.

Yeah, really!

Marc: Almost reminds me of New Zealand.
Kira: You're imagining things. Anyways, so we find this powerful ring --
Zeke: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
IJD GAF: Hey look, Zeke found a cedar tree.

:lol:

IJD: Maybe we should find an adventure that doesn't have anything to do with rings.
Zeke: (up the tree) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
[...]
(pause)
IJD: I'm done.

:lol:

Kira: ...Right. Okay, so we're in a tomb deep in a forbidden jungle. We're here to retrieve a priceless artifact with mysterious powers.
IJD: So we can sell it?
Kira: So we can keep it from falling into the wrong hands, obviously.
Marc: Like yours?
Kira: I plead the fifth.
Derek: What does any of this have to do with Star Trek?
Kira: What do aliens have to do with Star Trek, Mr. Smarty Pants? Wait....