“Please. Please.”
Picard, the diplomatic voice.
She has the touch of Death. It’s always the pretty ones.
This reminds me of how the people on DUNE treat their folk.
No! I definitely woke up from a nap around 9… and had no sense that today was Treskday!? How far in are you guys?
“A child? This doesn’t inspire my confidence.”
Wesley’s gonna make you eat them words.
20 minutes.
“You have children?”
Why is that so hard to believe? Explain yourself, boy!!
WHoa. Troi picked up that vibe. IYKWIM.
Frakkin’ Comcast! :mad:
Salt-sucker! :eek:
I’d love to see someone spit on the floor of the Enterprise. 
I’m sure it’s not the first time she’s been in the position of the fifth wheel.
IYKWIM :rolleyes:
Why are Bev and Riker whispering and getting strangely close?
Uta (is that her name) is kind of like Saffron (or vice versa?), and Riker’s like Mal, trying to help her see how to be all independent and such… ?
“I’m disturbing you.”
“Not at all.” Grrrr, baby. Grrrr.
Hmmm, Riker is grooving on the submissive servant chick.
Hey, there are only so many women of legal age on the ship. :rolleyes:
Special Hell! :eek:
Close. Yuta.
Yeah. Minus the take over the Enterprise and kill everyone on board bit.
Riker’s totally unaware of the special hell, asking for dessert! lol
Love when a weaker vessel attacks the Enterprise. Picard’s stance is hilarious.
The religions of the future are somewhat different. :rolleyes:
As is his tone 
Reminds me of an issue of Silver Surfer I read long ago. A big thug in a bar got belligerent and threw a punch at the Surfer. He caught the fist — bigger than his head! — and then flicked the brute across the room with his pinkie.