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	Carey: "She's not just out of control, she's out of her mind!" Tuvok: "If you will explain what happened, Lieutenant." Carey: "She hit me is what happened!" The Doctor: "Your nose is broken in three places. I'll need to reset the ethmoid fossa. Try not to move." Carey: "We were having a disagreement about the power grid. She wanted to realign the lateral plasma conduit. I told her that would cause an overload. As usual, she wouldn't listen. So I told her to step aside and let me handle it. She pushed me away from the console. I pushed back. Next thing I knew, I was lying on the deck with blood pouring down my face." Chakotay: "Then what happened?" Carey: "She said, 'Sorry. Maybe you should go to Sickbay.'" The Doctor: "At least she gave you some good advice. Now." Carey: "Ow!" The Doctor: "Hold still." Chakotay: "Don't worry, Lieutenant. I'll take care of this." Carey: "You keep that woman out of my engine room and everything will be fine!"
	Chakotay: "Here." Torres: "What's this?" Chakotay: "The medical report on Lieutenant Carey." Torres: "Lieutenant Carey is an idiot! When I tell you what ha-" Chakotay: "I don't want to hear it! You might be interested to know that the impact fractures along his cranium were pretty severe. If you'd hit him just a little harder, you could have driven some of those bones into his cerebellum." Torres: "I didn't even come close to hitting him that hard." Chakotay: "So on the one side, I'm facing a Vulcan who wants court martial you. And on the other, I'm facing all the Maquis who are ready to seize this ship over this. You've turned this into one lousy day for me, Torres!" Torres: "So how long do I have to stay in here?" Chakotay: "Rest of the trip, seventy five years."
	Janeway: "Captain's log, stardate: 48439.7. As we maintain a course back to the Alpha Quadrant, we're conducting what would normally be routine maintenance to the ship. Routine, that is, if we had access to a starbase."
	Kim: "I think I've found the source of the transmission." Janeway: "Does it look like any ship you're familiar with?" Neelix: "No. Nothing I recognize. But, then it's, it's so hard to make out." Janeway: "They may be trapped in the event horizon. Open a channel. This is Captain Kathryn Janeway of the starship Voyager to the vessel near the quantum singularity. Do you need help?" Kes: "Event horizon?" Neelix: "A singularity is a star that's collapsed in on itself. The event horizon is a very powerful energy field surrounding it. Why, once on a particularly dangerous trade mission to the twin stars of Keloda, I myself was almost trapped inside..." Tuvok: "No response to our hail, Captain." Janeway: "Can we tractor the vessel out?" Kim: "No. The subspace interference is too heavy." Neelix: "Captain, we're less than three light years from Ilidaria. They have sophisticated technology. They might be able to help and they're quite friendly, most of the time."
	Chakotay: "Captain, I appreciate your concerns about Torres, but I promise you." Janeway: "You don't understand, Commander. This isn't about Torres. My problem is with you." Chakotay: "Me?" Janeway: "Let me be blunt. What you tried to do just now was out of line." Chakotay: "In what way?" Janeway: "When you decided to call Torres in engineering." Chakotay: "I've worked with her. I know what she's capable of. We needed an answer right away and I knew she could give us one." Janeway: "Carey is the senior officer in Engineering." Chakotay: "If you look at it that way, none of my people will ever have seniority." Janeway: "That's the problem, right there. They're not your people. You're treating the Maquis on this ship like they're still your crew." Chakotay: "I'm doing everything I can to integrate them into your crew, but frankly, you're not making it easy for me, Captain." Janeway: "I can't make it easy, Commander. Surely you can understand that. They don't have the discipline. They don't have the training." Chakotay: "But some of them, like B'Elanna Torres have the ability." Janeway: "The Starfleet officers on this ship have worked all their lives to earn their commissions. How am I supposed to ask them to accept a Maquis as their superior officer just because circumstances have forced us together?" Chakotay: "You're asking them to accept me." Janeway: "You're qualified. You're a graduate of the Academy, and you have Starfleet command experience." Chakotay: "Permission to speak freely." Janeway: "Go ahead." Chakotay: "I have no intention of being your token Maquis officer." Janeway: "Show me another qualified Maquis candidate and I'll consider him." Chakotay: "B'Elanna Torres." Janeway: "Who cannot control herself and who could not make it through the Academy." Chakotay: "She's the best engineer I've ever known. She could teach at the Academy!" You're right, Captain. I do consider these my people because nobody else on this ship will look out for them like I will. And I'm telling you, you're going to have to give them more authority if you want their loyalty." Janeway: "Theirs or yours, Commander?" Chakotay: "I'm trying to help you. I'm sorry you don't see that. I strongly recommend you get to know Torres before you choose a new Chief Engineer. Permission to leave?" Janeway: "Dismissed."
	Kes: "Computer, activate the Emergency Medical Holographic system." The Doctor: "Please state the nature of the medical emergency." Kes: "Actually, there is no emergency. I'm creating a hydroponics bay. I was told you could provide me with some nitrogenated soil samples." The Doctor: "That's it?" Kes: "I'm sorry. If..." The Doctor: "So, it begins. The trivia of medicine is my domain now. Every runny nose, stubbed toe, pimple on a cheek becomes my responsibility." Kes: "You are the only doctor we have." The Doctor: "I am not just a doctor. I've been designed with the information from two thousand medical reference sources and the experience of forty seven individual medical officers. I am the embodiment of modern medicine. How much dirt do you need?" Kes: "Four samples will be enough." The Doctor: "Now I know how Hippocrates felt when the king needed him to trim a hangnail."
	Janeway: "I've been studying your Academy record." Torres: "Where did you get that?" Janeway: "Thanks to Tuvok, we had the names of your entire crew by the time we left DS9. Four disciplinary hearings, one suspension. You had quite a turbulent couple of years, didn't you?" Torres: "Yeah, I guess you could say that." Janeway: "What do you think the problem was?" Torres: "The problem? The problem was a system that didn't give anyone a chance to breathe." Janeway: "We work under that same system on this ship." Torres: "Then I guess maybe this is just a bad idea." Janeway: "Why did you quit the Academy, B'Elanna?" Torres: "I didn't want to have anything to do with Starfleet then and I'm sorry that I have to now."
	The Doctor: "Sickbay to Captain Janeway." Janeway: "Yes, Doctor?" Doctor: "May I request you activate monitor input forty seven, your Emergency Medical Holograph channel?" Janeway: "Of course. I'm getting a distorted transmission." The Doctor: "No. In fact, that is how I appear at present. I'm shrinking." Janeway: "Shrinking?" The Doctor: "There appears to be a malfunction in my imaging system. It's been reducing my height by five centimetres every hour. I've been waiting all day for repairs. That is not, however, what I'm calling you about. Over the past three hours, nine crew members have reported unusual symptoms, severe headaches, muscle spasms and sudden waves of dizziness." Janeway: "All of this could be related to the quantum singularity." The Doctor: "Quantum singularity?" Janeway: "It was sending out strong spatial distortions. They might have affected the crew, and your systems as well." The Doctor: "You know, Captain, if we were in the vicinity of a quantum singularity, I should have been informed." Janeway: "You're right. I'll look into linking your program into the ship's data." (Voyager is jolted, Janeway exits) The Doctor: "Hello? Captain? Hello?!"
	Janeway: "Report." Chakotay: "It looks like we're running into more spatial distortions." Kim: "I'm picking up a highly localized disturbance off the port bow." Janeway: "On screen. Mr. Tuvok?" Tuvok: "It is another type four quantum singularity. Physical and temporal dimensions are identical to the one we encountered earlier." Paris: "Captain, according to these readings, we've returned to our previous coordinates. This isn't another singularity. It's the same one."
	Torres: "Think of it like this. You're sitting at the bottom of a pond, which is frozen over, and you look up at the surface and you see a reflection of yourself. Now you might think you're looking at another person sitting at the bottom of another pond, looking back at you. Janeway: "And in this case, we'd be staring up at the surface of the event horizon and seeing a time-delayed reflection of ourselves." Chakotay: "Are you saying we're the ones trapped in the singularity?" Torres: "Unfortunately, yes." Janeway: "You're right. It's the only theory that explains everything that's happened to us. We've probably been in this singularity since we felt the first jolt." Paris: "Wait a minute. Wait. Wait a minute. Let me get this straight. We were cruising along at warp seven, then we pick up a distress call and moved in to investigate. But now you're saying that the other ship is actually just a reflection of us and that the distress call is actually just the Captain's opening hail. But we picked up the distress call before she sent the hail. How could we have been seeing a reflection of something we hadn't even done yet? Am I making any sense here?" Janeway: "No, but that's okay. One of the more difficult concepts to grasp in temporal mechanics is that sometimes effect can precede cause. A reaction can be observed before the action which initiated it." Kim: "So what do we do to get out?" Torres: "I'm not sure, but I do know one thing. That as we slide deeper into the singularity, the spatial distortions are increasing. According to my calculations, within nine hours, they'll crush the ship." Janeway: "If your analogy's correct, how do we get through that sheet of ice?" Torres: "Look for a crack." Janeway: "Or make a crack. Take something and smack it into the ice until it buckles." Torres: "Wait a minute. What if we've already made a crack in the ice?" Janeway: "When we first entered the event horizon." Torres: "If we could find our entry point, we might be able to slip out the way we came in." Janeway: "So we'd be looking for a subspace instability in the event horizon. What would make it show up on our sensors?" Torres and Janeway: "Warp particles." Janeway: "If we saturate the event horizon with warp particles, we might be able to see the escaping through the rupture we made when we entered."
	Carey: "The Captain says she wants you to attend the staff meeting this afternoon." Torres: "Oh. Well, I'll give you a full report on what happens." Carey: "I'll be there too. Just remember Torres, I'm the senior officer and I speak for Engineering. Try not to say anything unless someone asks you a question. Fifteen hundred hours, deck one. Don't be late." Seska: "You should have broken more than his nose."
	Chakotay: "B'Elanna, do you think you can work with Mr. Carey to clean up that signal?" Torres: "Yes." Janeway: "Good." Torres: "But it won't work. I mean, it was a good idea to try it but it won't work."
	Janeway: "We've cleared Voyager." Torres: "Shields at full strength." Janeway: "We'll reach the rupture in approximately four and a half minutes. Let's get that dekyon beam online." Torres: "Remodulating emitters. Captain, I want to apologize for losing my temper in your ready room. I think maybe you were hitting a little bit too close to home, you know? I respect Chakotay but he's wrong. I'm not officer material and we both know it. The truth is, I quit the Academy because I realized I couldn't make it in Starfleet, and believe me, no one was sorry to see me go." Janeway: "Professor Chapman was." Torres: "What?" Janeway: "He put a letter in your permanent file saying that should you ever reapply, he would support you. He thought you were one of the most promising cadets he'd ever taught."
	Janeway: "Let's open this hole in the ice a little wider."
	Torres: "Well, this is a problem." Janeway: "One of them is a temporal reflection, but which one? I'm getting identical readings from both ships." Torres: "Captain, the rupture is starting to collapse again. If Voyager doesn't get through it within the next five minutes, they'll never get out." Janeway: "That means we have one chance to pick the correct ship." Torres: "Simple choice. Port or starboard?" Janeway: "Starboard." Torres: "Port. The port ship is more likely to be the real one. It's closer to the rupture. That means...that means they're holding position as close as they can to the rupture, waiting for us to dock before they head out." Janeway: "No. It may be closer to the rupture, but it's facing the wrong direction. The starboard ship is facing away from us. That means they're trying to give us easy access to the shuttlebay." Torres: "There has to be some way to tell them apart besides which direction they're facing." Janeway: "The starboard ship's thrusters are at standby. They're holding position, but, the port ship is moving toward the rupture." Torres: "Then I was right. It's the port ship. They're heading out." Janeway: "Don't you see? Voyager did move toward the rupture twenty minutes ago when we first discovered it. That's why the port ship is moving toward it now. It's a time-delayed reflection of what we did before. The starboard ship's the real one. They're waiting for us." Torres: "If you're wrong, we're going to have a long time to debate it."
	Torres: "We're ready to dock." Janeway: "All right. Cut the thrusters. Let's see what happens. Feels like a real ship to me. Let's get back to the bridge."
	Janeway: "In command school, they taught us to always remember that manoeuvring a starship is a very delicate process. But, over the years I've learned that sometimes you just have to punch your way through. Mr. Paris, full impulse power!"
	Chakotay: "Checking up on your new Chief Engineer?" Janeway: "Observing." Chakotay: "And?" Janeway: "Two crew members have already filed complaints about her promotion and she may be in for a tough period of adjustment, but I think B'Elanna's going to make a fine addition to this crew. Our crew." Chakotay: "Can I ask you a question, off the record? If things had happened differently and we were on the Maquis ship now instead of Voyager, would you have served under me?" Janeway: "One of the nice things about being captain is that you can keep some things to yourself."
	The Doctor: "I'm sorry, Lieutenant, but whatever it is you're going to have to take care of it yourself." Paris: "Oh, it's all right. It's just a scratch, really. You know, I like you better this way."