Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

If you're seeing this holo-message, it means I'm dead

what Starfleet Command said in my evaluation.

Ugh, Collector's Guild.

You're the one with the act.

We can't leave anything up to chance.

Hey, I wish I could be on a ship that's exploring

-Photon torpedoes locked and ready. -Fire!

oh, geez-- Darmok and Jalad on the ocean...

you would be right about that!

[yawns] I'm so zonked.

[electronic whirring]

if that's still the plan.

-[whirring grows louder] -Uh, that's a little high, don't you think?

I'm supposed to find out the results

We got a lot to do. You might want to focus.

Riker to bridge. Give me warp

Uh, no, I'm a miner with a heart of gold.

I'll have fun after we do the job.

Chairman Siggi, allow me to offer my deepest condolences

[fierce yelling]

[chuckles] Uh, no, not a good look.

Thanks, Mariner. It's the best job in the galaxy.

I'm sorry, I gotta be honest.

-No, help me build. -Don't listen to him.

Whoa! Manhaver to Cerritos, come in.

-[puppet squeaks] -Tendi, target the hinge.

Computer, play "Nightbird."

Kerner Hauze was no friend.

Wow. If you think you can leave us

With enough friction, they break down and become acidic.

But the high-ticket items in these cases?

Reversing the polarity.

-[whirring growing louder] -[both grunting]

Lieutenant Kayshon is the first Tamarian in Starfleet