Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

BOIMLER: Oh, no. We're in the gravity well.

FREEMAN: Lieutenant Billups, report to my ready room.

into intercourse, think again.

Instead you can load the crates.

I will conquer this lab,

That would have been crazy.

eat a feast and save my boss.

on a dinky spaceship.

So, you're the muscle, huh?

Ugh. I don't know why I keep

He doesn't want to be a king.

You dare mock AGIMUS?!

[scoffs] Bathroom.

Ha. That's Starfleet. But you can handle that, right?

What are you doing? Get the hell off me!

I just deleted all my manipulative subroutines.

-[beeps] - There.

Tremble at my power!

How about you stop mentioning food, and we'll be even, okay?

-[whooshing] - Uh, what was that?

Well, this has been quite an adventure.

This trip is just proving me right.

Andy, I'm so sorry. If there's anything I can do.

-[sighs] -[door chirps]

Uh, sorry. What now?

Seeing you in your element finally makes me understand

RUTHERFORD: Aw, man, I'm not cut out for this.

And, hey, I'm gonna do you a favor.

wherever we are.

Okay, actually, Data's head was in a cave.

he's been trying to get his danglies into a computer.

I still have a better shot at it than Mr. Falls-Out-of-His-Bunk.

Bet you couldn't throw me into that control console over there.

-[bone cracks] -[groans] - Ugh. Just?

in my planetary exploration skills.

You get the door, I'll watch him.

I'm just glad Ransom's finally taking my experience to heart.

Oh, my God, Boimler, since the minute we crashed,

Anything that isn't stupid.