Klingon: tuj'a' pa'vam? ghobe'. 'IwwIj DapubmoHba' SoH'e'! (Is it warm in here? No, it is clearly you who makes my blood boil!)
Do you want to go where no man has gone before?
Baby, you're hot enough to jump-start a vulcan's pon farr.
Hey baby, are your hailing frequencies open?
Can I take a ride on your warpcore?
Klingon: pu' tIHmey bach'a' mInDu'lIj? vIleghDI' jIroSHa'choH! (Do your eyes fire phaser beams? When I see you I get stunned!)
I'm Wesley crushing on you
What happens if I blow on your antenna?
Lower your shields and let me into your heart.
I am no Will Wheaton, but I’ve got a Crusher on you.
Your mouth says, 'Shields up!', but your eyes say, 'A hull breach is imminent.'
I'm going to ask you out. Resistance is futile
Can I beam you up shorty?
So Lieutenant. How about I show the meaning of Torpedo – full spread?
I wouldn't mind getting my hands on your ample nacelles.
I'd like to fill your Jeffries tube.
Take off your clothes and let's start the next generation.
Klingon: bIQamQo'chugh, chay' qapummoHlaH? (If you won't stand up, how can I knock you down?)
Klingon: che'ron 'oH parmaq'e' 'ej DaHjaj SuvwI' jIH! (Love is a battlefield, and today, I am a warrior!)
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