Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

REPLICATOR: Banana, hot.
It's, like, can you even imagine?
Wait, so you didn't tattle on me?
It felt good helping those people.
as this little rascal over here.
Her body be bangin'! She went from a jumpsuit...
Are you kidding? I got to hold a heart!
CREWMAN: Set phasers to stun!
You work on the bridge?
And don't check, because if she doesn't have time,
Boims, you need to shut up. Listen to me.
of Dr. T'Ana,
-Great, more paperwork.
I-I could tell you all about it.
-Oh, like you even know. - Ooh.
498 and 756 of...
You, uh, want a snack or something?
I'm looking forward to working with you.
-Shut up. I got it from an old guy with an eye patch. -Hey, hey.
Starfleet is better with you in it.
There's enough slime here For all of us! We're saved!
-from now on, baby! -I don't want lessons from you.
It's farm equipment, you idiot.
Do you know about Spock?
Our specialty is second contact.
Ops, ops, ops, storage, ops.
What an impressive feat of engineering.
-Not that I saw. -Unbelievable.
-I mean, great, with your-- oh, my gosh. -Yo-yo, what up?
We have to work through the pain. Your hands clean?
You're selling Federation weapons to these guys,
Who's boring now?
Unorthodox, but-- I can't believe I'm saying it--
Boimler! Ugh, don't jump out at people.
-Aha!
I-I'm sorry. What?
Nothing insubordinate?
Pretty sweet, right?
-Uh, nothing, nothing, nothing. I'm just... -Oh, no.
Yeah, no, we're not really elite.