Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Keep him talking.
Starfleet royalty.
Computer, birthday cake, lit candles,
[man imitates weapons firing]
Behold my giant helmet!
when I'm boldly going and you're not.
[fanfare playing]
Oh, of course. That's what we do.
hot.
Ha! I even volunteered us for it.
Um, attention, crew. Um,
Let's see if we can get him to tell us about their systems.
- Oh, my gosh. Are you okay? - D'Vana?
- What's anomaly consolidation? - You get to go around the ship
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
this uniform is wearing you.
- tall guy, big legs. - Oh, my God, your hair.
Oh, my God, really? Sir,
I want to see how the shields work.
You just know he'll have crazy anomalies we can check out.
- Oh, yes! - RUTHERFORD: Ugh.
Sorry, you said "temporal rift," right?
-COMPUTER: No Pakled detected. - What?
- Stop moving around. - Oh!
the red shirt, but is there, like, a form I need to fill out?
Tendi, grab the red vial. [grunts]
Yeah, like, what are we gonna do?
I didn't tell you anything about our big plan
Pakled did something unspeakable in there.
This shouldn't be too complicated.
When I find you, I'm gonna kill you
[sighs] Nothing ruins breakfast like a work assignment.
-[grunts] - T'ANA: Holy [bleep].
I just want to talk cease-fire with whomever's in charge.
You're supposed to keep stuff like this in a lab.
Sounds like a crew that could use some inspiration.
This is not a good look.
Nuggies! Halal!
Uh... (using censored bad word three times)! Slug! Uh... (using censored bad word three times)! Slug!
picking up the trash.
[chuckles]: Oh, Rumdar, you truly are a master spy.
Okay, let's see. There's this dusty goggles thing.
hasn't been pooped out by an alien creature?
Look, I may not know exactly what we're up against,
on the lower decks. Come on, guys.
- That's what I've been telling you. -[Rumdar laughs]
Uh, I will see if it's operational.
The big-helmeted Pakleds
- At my expense. -[Mariner chuckles]