Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We're ready to get underway, sir.
No. Too esoteric.
A guy walks into the doctor's office.
- That's funny. - Why?
l expect him to be turned over to my authority immediately.
[AUDlENCE CHATTERlNG]
DATA: l will be back.
a fluctuation of words concluding with a trick ending.
Now, please, please be calm. Lieutenant, thank you.
The guy says, "l want a second opinion".
l seem to have a way of using up a place.
that nothing looked good on.
Of course l do. lt is a witticism, a gag, a bon mot,
and die in the doing of it, if necessary.
l trust that that can be avoided.
On your old one here, the Zelebium contacts wore down and then fused.
Computer.
We've seen how he handles his ship.
in case he needs emergency assistance.
They are threatening to attack the Enterprise.
- No, you can't. - My son is right.
We're talking, we're having an intimate conversation.
Well, Acting Ensigns have names, don't they?
[CHUCKLES]
No, no, no, no, no. You'll live on Atlec.
i gotta shit i'll be back
No, He's coming with me.
OKONA: Understood. - Transporter Room,
l've decided to surrender myself.
Accurate? That was a joke l just told you.
l am Captain Jean-Luc Picard.
- lt is if it involves Okona. PlCARD: Gentlemen.
Right!
Sir, this is Commander Data. l'm just an Acting Ensign.
lt still works.
- l'll have Okona now. - He is mine.
Whoa. Since you're able to diagnose my problems,
and given these two options
lf it's canaries,