Star Trek: Lower Decks
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Mariner: Wait, is everybody getting weird all of a sudden? Why am I yelling?
T’Lyn: This crew is always weird and yelling.
Slam Poet Security Officer: Worf. Worf. Worf. / Torn between worlds. / A warrior. / No! A farmboy.
Shaxs: Hope you can handle slam poetry, Lieutenant.
Slam Poet Security Officer: The son of Mogh. / CLANG goes the bat’leth against the armor of your heart!
Delorex: I can’t read you. How are your thoughts so relaxed?
Slam Poet Security Officer: Slam poetry. Where the soul [snaps fingers] meets the mind.
Delorex: We appreciate the lift.
Cathew: Especially on a ship with such sturdy officers.
Ransom: That’s what I’m talking about. I get off bridge duty at 1300hrs.
Cathew: Ugh, never mind. I like it when they’re hard to get.
Ransom: Oh, come on. Give me another chance! I can be distant and unavailable!
Freeman: Would you ladies mind joining me in sickbay? My provisional lieutenant thinks you’re telepathically ill.
T’Lyn: That is not how I would’ve stated it, but the captain is accurate.
T’Lyn: Am I to understand that you mock your friends more than your enemies?
Mariner: Oh, yeah, yeah. It comes from a place of love.
Rutherford: Why don’t you take a break and come to the Betazoid party?
Boimler: I can’t! I’m a Lieutenant Junior Grade. I can’t just go around not knowing everything.
Mariner: Can you imagine anything more Vulcan than Bendii Syndrome? Hel-lo! Spock’s dad had it, and he was Vulcan as a motherf*cker.
T’Lyn: Hm. I suppose by the transitive property, I, too, must be Vulcan as a motherf*cker.
Mariner: F*ck yeah! Logic, bitch!
Tendi: Are you guys jealous? It was just a wedding.
Boimler: Why would we ever want to go to an awesome pirate wedding on a planet nobody ever gets to see?
Mariner: Tendi, how are you so good at the murder bug drinking game?
Tendi: I don’t know. It’s my first time. Guess I’m just a natural.
Oooh, pretty nice hump dungeon. I think they have one of these in New Seattle.
Mariner
Tendi: I’m a Prime. Y’know, a trained assassin. It’s the most pirate-y someone can be.
T’Lyn: Incorrect. You are who you choose to be. A Starfleet lieutenant and a loyal friend.
Mariner: Don’t worry. We know you’re a big nerd and not some hot assassin.
