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DBB Man: One of these days, Yar... One of these days...you'll...be killed senselessly...by a...an...angry tarpit.
Yar: Oooh, I'm so scared. Now go get me that sandwich.

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The Geek Yar: 'You will pleasure me, mortal!'
Guy (thinking): 'At least I'm not a redshirt.'
The Geek Yar: 'You have to tell me who does your hair!'
Ktasay Yar: Are you fully functional?
Crewman: You scare me ma'am!
Foxfyre And she loved him, squeezed him, and called him Data.
Foxfyre For Yar: The average afternoon.
For the Ensign: A Nightmare come true.
Foxfyre Picard (off screen): There are two boobs.
Frankie Chestnuts Ensign: Well... Like a lot of guys, I DID experiment once or twice when I was at Starfleet... But, I must admit I've never been with a lesbian.
DBB Yar: Relax. Premonitions are just superstition. And besides, I don't even know anyone named Armus.
Mr. President Tasha Yar never could get the hang of the Vulcan Neck Pinch.
Foxfyre Yar: I have seen the future of Star Trek, and I am pissed!
Mr. President Yar: 'So you unfriended me on facebook, huh? Let's go over here and talk...'
Foxfyre Yar: My mind to your mind......your mind....your mind....where in the hell is your mind?
Mr. President Tasha: '...and then we escape from the castle, we strap on our jetpacks and we fly on out of there...'
Ensign's mind: '...blah blah blah strap on blah blah blah...'
Mr. President Yar: 'What I don't understand is why you even put superglue on your shoulders. What did you think was going to happen?'
PegasusJF Guy: God I love fan-fiction!
Yar: God I hate fan-fiction!
DBB 'Paint yourself white and meet me in my quarters.'
'What's going on?'
'Shh. No contractions. Just paint yourself white and wait for me.'
Foxbat Yar: Were you trying to use the 'Kirk Maneuver' on me?
Guy: Well... yeah...
Yar: Well, that was awful technique. Let me show you how it's done...
lexxonnet Yar: How about we place the warp core into a quantum singularity? *wink*
Mr. President Yar: 'Look, kid, if I've told you once I've told you a thousand times: if you're going to wear that damned skirt-for-men Starfleet uniform, then please, pretty please with a cherry on top, please shave your legs.'
Mr. President Yar: 'My mind to your mind...'
Crewman: 'Your mind to my mind...'
Yar: 'My thoughts to your thoughts...'
Crewman: 'Your thoughts to my thoughts...'
Yar: 'My ovaries to your testes...'
Crewman: 'Your ov...wait, what?'
Mr. President Crosby: 'Listen, I'm glad I caught you. Um...god, this is hard to say...I just thought I should let you know that...well, I'll be leaving the show soon. Um...it's not really how I want it, but, whatever, it's happening and before I go...I just...well, I just wanted to let you know before I go that I like you. I like you, I mean, I...I dunno, I just, I remember seeing you on that first day filming 'Farpoint' and thinking, 'god, that guy, he's just...he's just beautiful,' you know. And I wish I had the guts to tell you earlier, I wish I had the guts to let you know just how I feel, and I know it's too late now, but...I just wanted to let you know anyway how I feel about you.'
Male actor: 'I'm sorry, do I know you? I don't...I'm really sorry, but I don't think I've ever even seen you before.'
Crosby: '...*bites lip*...*heart breaks*...'
Mr. President Yar: 'I do believe Marsellus Wallace, my husband, your boss, told you to take me out and do whatever I wanted. Now I wanna dance, I wanna win. I want that trophy, so dance good.'
Foxfyre Yar: So, how sensitive are your controls?
Mr. President Yar: 'I'm going to let you off with a warning, but in the future just remember 'tapping my combadge' is not included on the Starfleet list of acceptable euphemisms.'

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