Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What?! No! Billups loves his virginity.
Just call me Billups. Thank you.
Ugh!
Are you kidding? I loved it!
REPLICATOR: Black licorice. Black.
Oh, no, no, no. It's going to town on the rations.
[Billups muttering]
- Captain, we have completed the... - PAOLOANA: Ah!
Sorry. Just stretching.
Yeah, I've heard the rumors.
to get out of here.
just let me access your computer mainframe,
[electrical humming]
I'd have to resign from Starfleet and take the throne.
Oh, you mean the truth?
I want to be a Starfleet officer like you!
The least nutritious food that tastes the most like poison.
A little part of him is still alive.
Oh, please. Like you would ever have the guts to...
Okay? What does a centipede have?
BILLUPS: Faking your death, blowing up your own ship?
to run a full diagnostic from the bottom up.
You two go look for it,
Ugh. This is exactly why I got you reassigned.
a fancy cruiser stuffed with puffy monarchs.
Are you [bleep] kidding me?!
You're just jealous 'cause you pulled a boring cargo trip
All right, I'll reassign him. Bummer.
[grunts] I've got to stop Billups from doing the do!
-[yells, grunts] - Ooh, so close.
[grunting]
My royal engineers can't seem to suss out the hiccup.
You pulled me off the Dansk mission?!
Ooh.
No. I have to do this.
you'd still be alive and comfortable.
COMPUTER 1: You'll do nothing of the sort,
Did you grow up in a castle?
[cackling echoes]
- I'll just strap him up. - Wait.
Yeah, you wouldn't want the guy getting pincered.
Okay, now that I can do.
We're not supposed to interact with it.
Oh, Your Majesty, what hath happened?
You must start eating eggs.