Seven: Smiley face!|
Doc: Hey, Seven.
Seven: Knock first, you dweeb. Are we ready to go do dangerous stuff now?
Doc: Cool beans! Field trip! Wanna demonstration of my newest Annoying Hobby? Do ya? Huh? Huh? Do ya?
Torres: Queasy...nauseous...claustrophobic...this shuttle sucks.
Doc: Say cheese, everyone!
Nebula: Hey, cool! Small object with credited actors! Looks like it's time for everyone's favorite: "What's That Plot Complication?"
Chakotay: Hi folks. Are we grotesquely injured?
Torres: Yeah, yeah, I'll fix your mobile emitter. Right after I go to bed, eat breakfast, take a shower...
Torres: Wha? Oh, Doc, is it time for Gratuitous Skin?
Seven: Oo...no more cheesecake before regeneration...no, wait! That's a Borg thingie!
Kim: Feel my power, minions! Hi, Commander.
Mulchaey: Oo...spellbound by pretty green lights--GACK!
Doc: Borg loose in the science lab, and Mulchaey isn't answering? Oh, no! My mobile emitter!
Seven: It's disconcerting when bits of you show up on someone else...
Doc: My mobile emitter is gestating? A new lifeform? I'll never pick up chicks again!
Seven: My nanoprobes were mixed with the Doc's emitter. An unforseeable accident.
Tuvok: Uh, Captain? I don't know if this is a healthy environment for raising an inherently dangerous--
Torres: Seven, you suck.
Tuvok: Has it created a plot complication yet?
Doc: This situation couldn't possibly get any worse!
Janeway: Hey, cool beans! With all this tech, he's even more of a deus ex machina than you!
Janeway: There is another option: a hideously risky scheme.
One: We are Borg.
Tuvok: That's it? Just stick the tubes in him?
Torres: Come to think of it, Borg suck.
One: Where did I come from?
One: I fixed your problem.
Janeway: One's as cute as a bug's ear. Must get it from Mulchaey.
Borg Collective: Dude...what's with the Borg signal?
Janeway: He alerted the Borg. Let's kill something!
One: Hey cool. A hive mind.
Janeway: They're breaking my ship! Time to crack open a can of whupass!
One: I've decided: Borg suck. I'll go risk my life since my instinct for self-preservation apparently hasn't kicked in yet.
Borg: You will be assimilated. Resistence is futile.
Seven: That's my boy!
Kim: He's alive! That was my only line.
One: Did I blow'd it up, mommy?
One: I suck, so I'm saving your life. Cough, wheeze...
Seven: My life sucks. Next week: B'Elanna's life sucks.
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