Data: Hey you guys who painted my ass white? A pound of relish and an anchovy would kick ass.
Picard: Warp me to Halifax.
Data: Watch me eat four hundred n fifty fucking hard boiled eggs.
Worf: There are too many penguins eating lunch shit.
Data: HIC How about we have some soup n fried eggs?
Picard: *singing*
Worf: Hmmf
La Forge: What's happening?
Worf: Any games?
La Forge: Ya whatever I want some apple juice.
Riker: The truth about apple juice, it makes me sick.
Picard: Kill Geordie.
Data: I figure we could roast him alive.
La Forge: My mission, after Apple school, is to win the rodeo.
Picard: Yeah so.
Riker: Ninjas hijacked my mother... shoot Steven before we go.
Picard: Why don't we have some fries buhbuh check me out, I'm obviously made of fish... Abdomen and some dried fish.
Worf: Happy? Happy in Paraguay with some fffffffhorney fish.
Data: Are you for panda rape.
Worf: You crazy woman.
Riker: You shut up.
Worf: How many fish heads?
Picard: Five.
Data: You're crazy.
Picard: It's time to poo.
Worf: What do you say we make apple juice and fax it to each other?
Data: Capitan, the French are about to kick my ass.
Picard: *burp*
Riker: I can smell that. My van's in pieces.
Picard: don't be a dick head - son of a bitch.
Riker: Yeah. Mind if I fuck around in your attic?
Picard: Get me four glasses of apple juice.
La Forge: This is a drag.
Quark: Heyyyy... Shit go the fuck away? Hey. (Tom Sawyer plays)
Picard: Apple juice for half price! You and me in Japan... watch me dance.
Quark: Oh Ya. WWoo we wanna freak out on you. You have a whole bunch of fish in your bathroom eyew!
Picard: I have a sheep doing roofing over my house. Come and drop in we'll put on zeppelin and eat cheddar cheese.
Quark: Why don't you play with Worf's hair? I'm gonna get home and get fucking high.
Picard: Jesus is a raisin.
Quark: I need to go piss soon. Real bad.
Picard: I smell. Fuck a hologram.
La Forge: Baby yeah baby! (from Led Zeppelin's "Black Dog")
Data: Want some apple juice?
La Forge: I like haiku.
Data: Did you water your airport Jim? Ever scratch yourself till you have a hole in your bag?
La Forge: Haiku.
Data: I have a business installing Styrofoam nuns. Fuck a fruit basket.