Ransom: Boimler, your record is spotless. It's freaky.
Boimler: Thank you, sir. There is more on the bat.
Ransom: On the other hand, Mariner is the captain's daughter.
Mariner: Hm, sort of stuck between a rock and a kiss-ass place, aren't we, sir?

Freeman: How much contraband have you hidden on my ship?
Mariner: I don't know. A lot.

Mariner: Look at Brad Boimler being cool for once! Wait, is this because of my teachings?
Boimler: Okay, you don't teach. You just instigate chaos.
Mariner: Exactly! Helpful, character-building chaos.

Mariner: Maybe I should apply to the Sacramento.
Boimler: I don't know. They might be looking for someone a little less criminally insubordinate.

Mariner: They've got us outgunned and they know it. But they're taking their time. If we can plant a virus in their system, we can cripple their ship.
Ransom: Who here could whip up a code like that? They'd have to be some sort of morally-bankrupt genius.

Badgey: Can I teach you a lesson?
Rutherford: Badgey! I need you to code a virus for me.
Badgey: To do that, I would need you to disable safety protocols.
Rutherford: Wait, you're not going to try to kill me again, are you?
Badgey: Haha, I'm BADGEY!

Freeman: I can't believe you all started reworshipping the dang computer!
Betan: Well, Landru is very persuasive.
Landru: Consume the intruders! Obey Landru!
Freeman: Hey! Don't make me paradox you into destroying yourself.
Landru: Landru apologizes!

Freeman: Nothing against second contact missions but the Cerritos should be popping in on those legacy civilizations BEFORE they unravel.
Ransom: Yeah, but popping in is against regulation. We would need specific orders.
Freeman: I just hate seeing a perfectly good society get destroyed by a Gamester of Triskelion and/or whatever because Starfleet has a policy of SOME intervention.

Freeman: Why did we ever keep this a secret in the first place?
Mariner: I just wanted to fly under the radar.
Freeman: And I didn't want anyone to know the most demerited officer in the fleet was my daughter.

You think your mom would be okay with me and Shaxs making a little love connection? I'd love to smack that Bajoran beefstick with my coital hooks.

T'Ana

Ransom: We're out of options!
Freeman: Then I need someone to make me some.
Mariner: Me? What am I supposed to do? I don't know these guys!
Freeman: Do what you do best. I need a dangerous, half-baked solution that breaks Starfleet codes and totally pisses me off. That's an order.

Freeman: I can't even begin to imagine how I'm going to replace [Shaxs]
Mariner: Well, wherever he is, I'm sure he's full-throat screaming in someone's face and ejecting a warp core.
Freeman: I'd like to think you're right.

Star Trek: Lower Decks Season 1 Quotes

Boimler: Romulan whiskey is against regulations!
Mariner: Yeah, because it's awesome.

First contact is a delicate, high-stakes operation of diplomacy. One must be ready for anything humanity is interacting with an alien race for the first time. But we don't do that. Our specialty is SECOND contact. Still pretty important. We get all the paperwork signed, make sure we're spelling the name of the planet right, get to know all the good places to eat...

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