Edit: Ah, what the heck, here's the whole bit:
Star Trek XII: So Very Tired
Space: The Final Frontier. These are the voyages of the Starship Enterprise. Her mission: Maintaining bladder control.
Kirk: Captain's Log, Stardate 6051: Had trouble sleeping last night; my hiatal hernia is acting up. The ship is drafty and damp. I complain, but nobody listens.
Sulu: Captain, Klingons off the starboard bow.
Kirk: Again with the Klingons? Mr. Scott Give me full power.
Fat Scotty: It's not good Captain. I can-na reach the control panel.