Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hope you like being covered in black rubber tubing.

Word's getting around you little ensigns can't leave the booth.

when you kicked over their table.

OFFICER: I don't care.

[Mariner sputters]

FREEMAN: Captain's log, stardate 58354.2.

this little guy from that crooked museum.

I thought maybe the years you had on me might even us up,

I can't remember when the security shift change is.

Yes, but, uh, that behavior is not...

- You were right. - About what?

Because you're in security?

Ooh, actually, I was in Starfleet.

Oh, I'm sorry, is the booth not exciting enough for you?

rogue planets and dangerous nebulas?

And I get that you love Starfleet,

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

So you know all about the uncharted black holes,

[laughing] God, I'm so sorry, I-I can't.

What the hell is going on?

You're a younger version of me.

Dang, I'm sorry you're in the brig, Boims.

Ugh, those are the ugliest nacelles I've ever seen.

with the wrong crew, buddy.

Hang on. If you're young me,

You knowingly disobeyed a direct order

- Now we're talking. - You messed

and you don't even know what division I'm in?

I don't take orders from a reflection. [chuckles]

- [buzzing] - Huh?

[panting] Sorry.

You already effed it up.

with a PADD full of contact info,

- Sorry. - I know it's not super exciting,