Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Whoa! -Yeah, go get 'em. You have a lot of work

-Nope. -Yeah, so hurry up, huh?

Stay alert, stay alive.

Cool. Hope this isn't too high for you.

I don't got to answer to nobody but me.

Do you know he keeps a log about his mustache?

-But what was that nod? -I don't know, I just thought

TACTICAL OFFICER: Hasta mañana, Pakleds!

You think we'll ever see him again?

Exactly. If we follow our training,

Lieutenant Kayshon,

We just need to survive.

It is our mine now.

Hey! Thanks for helping out back there.

[chuckles]: Yes! Thank you.

to be out in space making new discoveries

I love me an undercover op.

[Mariner grunts]

-RIKER: Riker to away team. -Go ahead.

No, I'm not. Diving in is just how I work best.

-We two? -I-I don't know, this isn't really my...

He'll be worth a fortune.

-on Lieutenant Kayshon. -No, no, no, no.

They had regular string quartets.

I'm sort of the unofficial leader.

And something tells me we're gonna make a great team...

Let's see how these Pakleds do with their aft hanging out.

[laughs] Are you kidding me?

This is what I get for involving Starfleet.

We've entered the system. What the hell happened down there?

-You must've moved something. -What?!

Oh, uh, yeah, I think I remember reading that

This is typically about the time you'd start asking

I mean, seven years of what, exploring?

How did you possibly guess that?

And I have dad issues.

just feels kind of "meh" to me now.

"Zinda, his eyes red!"