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Changing a light bulb on NCC- 1701D

Q: How many people in ST:TNG does it take to screw a lightbulb?
A: Nine.

A light blub out on the bridge....

RIKER: "Geordi! What the hell is going on?!?"

PICARD: "Someone remove the lightbulb. Conference!"

In the Conference room:

TROI: (Putting her hand on the dead bulb.) "I feel...pain."

WORF: "The bulb is useless now, Captain. Let me dispose of it."
(Unholsters phaser and adjusts it to "OBLITERATE" setting.)

DATA: (Thinking about what Worf said:) "Captain, if I were to become
non-functional like this bulb, would I receive a regular burial or
would I be disposed of like..."

PICARD: "Shut up, Data. Hold your fire, Mr. Worf. Where is Mr. LaForge?"

GEORDI: (Stepping into the room.) "Here, Captain. I'm afraid we're out of
light bulbs. Who needs light anyway? With my VISOR, I can clearly
see despite the absence of visible light."

BEVERLY: "I can surgically remove everyone's eyes and outfit us all with
VISORs...."

WESLEY: "No way, Mom. Wait! I got it! I'll build us a positronic
kreiger-wave-condensing incandescent light generator!"

RIKER: "Excellent, Wes. By the way, what the hell are you doing in this
meeting? This is for senior officers only! Worf, put Ensign Crusher
in the brig!"

WORF: (To Wesley, grinning.) "You will walk or I will carry you!"

BEVERLY: "You're not touching my son!"

Everyone lurches. Outside, two Borg ships begin attacking the
ENTERPRISE. Everyone rushes to the bridge. Q suddenly appears on the bridge
in a flash of light.

PICARD: "Q! End this!"

Q: "Temper temper, mon capitan. Can't you humans take a joke?" (Snaps
fingers--Borg ships disappear.)

PICARD: "I didn't mean the Borg ships--I meant the light bulb!"

Q: "Oh. Sorry." (Snaps fingers again--bulb is restored.) "Until next
time!" (Flash of light--Q disappears.)

PICARD: (Hands restored bulb to Wesley.) "Mr. Crusher. Prepare to screw
light bulb."

WESLEY: "Aye, Captain." (Holds bulb in position over bulb socket.)

PICARD: "Engage!"

 
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