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Sisko: (over the comm) Hello everyone. I've brought back a little surprise for the Dominion.
O'Brien: Wow. It must be something really hush-hush if you had to deliver it here in a cloaked Federation starship.
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*znerk*
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Odo: I agree. Who in their right mind would build a ship so packed with weapons that it doesn't have space for proper living quarters?
Bashir: I've been told the design came from a family business that's been submitting proposals to Starfleet for nearly two centuries. I'm sure the current president of Reed Enterprises must be pleased that his company finally made a sale.
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I think the Zeke-Reed is more iconic than the real Reed.
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T'Rul: Yes we do. The charts show a planet "Aaahhhhh" only five light-years from here on course one-seven-three mark fourteen.
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I'm sure there's a story behind that name. Must have died while typing it.
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Kira: Instrument? Odo, that's not a tricorder, that's the odometer from the shuttlecraft's instrument panel. Of what possible use....
(Several shapeshifters rise out of the lake and assume humanoid form)
Odo: I rest my case.
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*twitch* The puns, the puns...although I guess an odometer could be considered a device to measure Odos.
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Worf: The ship is undamaged.
Troi: We couldn't have adapted that quickly.
Data: I guess the knowledge and experience of the human Riker are part of them now. They are so screwed.
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*snicker* Poor Riker. The butt of every joke.
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Riker: Well, I was supposed to start a mutiny with Galen so I could find out who his supporters are before I kill him.
Picard: Don't worry, I'll tell him for you.
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It's like talking to Clark Kent about Superman.
(or Bruce Wayne about Batman, or Matt Murdoch about Daredevil, etc)
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Tallera: I'm trying to stop a group of Vulcan isolations who believe in an unorthodox philosophy of FDFC from assembling the Stone of Gol.
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*g* We believe they're using finite mathematics.
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Worf: Let's bring the shuttle aboard with a tractor beam and search it.
Data: I don't know. We might give the pilot a heart attack or something.
Worf: Yes, but by the terms of the Klingon-Federation Treaty, we are allowed to search and give seizure.
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BWAHAHAHA!
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Galen: Are you sure it's not just an imbalance of blood and phlegm making you ill?
Baran: Galen, heal thyself.
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Well played.
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Riker: You have no idea what I'm talking about, do you?
Satok: Not a clue.
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That makes two of them.
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Lennier: Ah. What are you drinking?
Vir: I'm not sure. Something I bought from that Haitian bartender.
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If this confused you, don't worry. It confused me too. I'd forgotten what I had in mind when I wrote it.
Also, mmm, mint.