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Janeway:
"Personal Log, Stardate 48546.2. Our journey home is several
weeks old now, and I have begun to notice in my crew and in
myself, a subtle change as the reality of our situation settles
in. Here in the Delta Quadrant, we are virtually the entire
family of man. We are more than a crew and I must find a way to
be more than a captain to these people, but it's not clear to me
exactly how to begin. At the Academy, we are taught that a
captain is expected to
maintain
a certain distance. Until now, I've always been comfortable with
that distance."
Torres: "Captain, I-I didn't realize there was an
inspection scheduled."
Janeway: "Not an inspection, Lieutenant. A stroll."
Torres: "We should have the warp drive up and running by
0900
hours. Recalibrating the reactant
injectors is
the
only thing we have left
to do."
Janeway: "Carry on."
Janeway: (Continues log): "Maybe this is just the way it
works. Maybe the distance is necessary. Maybe more than ever
now, they need me to be larger than life.I only wish I felt
larger than life. Computer, delete last sentence."
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Janeway:
"Gentlemen. As you were. So, has Neelix concocted anything
interesting this morning?"
Kim: "There's an ancient Chinese curse, Captain, 'May you
live in interesting times.' Mealtime is always interesting now
that Neelix is in the kitchen."
Janeway: "We shouldn't judge him too harshly. He is
helping us conserve replicator energy."
Paris:
"And I'm sure the gastrointestinal problems will go away as soon
as our systems get used to his, er, gourmet touch."
Janeway: "Well, I'll see you at duty call."
Kim: "We should've asked her to join us."
Paris: "Ensigns don't invite captains to sit down."
Kim: "Why not?"
Paris: "Because they don't."
Kim: "Well, what's wrong with showing a little courtesy?"
Paris: "Captains don't want courtesy. They want respect.
That's why they don't get chummy with the lower ranks."
Kim: "Well, who else is she supposed to get chummy with
out here? There aren't many other captains and admirals for her
to talk to."
Paris: "If she wants to sit with us, she'll ask us to
join her. That's the way it's done."
Kim: "I think you're working from an old rule book,
Paris."
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Janeway:
"Neelix. Do we have any coffee left?"
Neelix: "No, but we have something even better."
Janeway: "I don't want something even better. I want
coffee."
Neelix: "Really, it's made from a proteinaceous seed I
discovered on an expedition."
Janeway: "Never mind. I'll use one of my replicator
rations for coffee."
Neelix:
"That would not be appropriate, Captain."
Janeway: "I beg your pardon?"
Neelix: "You need to set an example for the crew."
Janeway: "Well, thank you for reminding me."
Neelix: "You're welcome. After all, if you want the crew
to begin to accept natural food alternatives instead of futher
depleting our energy reserves, you need to encourage them by
your own choices,
don't
you?"
Janeway: "Fine. Give me your 'even better than coffee'
substitute."
Neelix: "And how about some Takar loggerhead eggs with
that this morning?"
Neelix: "Just coffee."
Neelix: "It's a tiny bit richer blend than you're used
to, but you'll
learn to love it."
Chakotay (Over Comm): "Bridge to Janeway."
Janeway: "On my way. Janeway out. Tomorrow maybe."
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Chakotay:
"I just wanted to alert you to a nebula we've picked up on
long-range sensors."
Janeway: Put it on screen. Magnify."
Tuvok: "There are unusually high levels of omicron
particles within this nebula, Captain."
Janeway: "Are you thinking we could collect these omicron
particles to provide an additional antimatter reserve,
Lieutenant?"
Tuvok: "Precisely."
Janeway: "Senior bridge officers, report for duty.
Commander, set a new course. There's coffee in that nebula."
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Janeway:
"Exploring this nebula
should raise some spirits around here, don't you think, Commander?"
Chakotay:
"No
way to go but up."
Janeway:
"You're
closer to the crew than I am. How bad is it?"
Chakotay:
"There's
a nuanka, a period of mourning that everyone's going through. It's a
natural reaction."
Janeway:
"I'm
worried about them. I wish we
had a counsellor on
board, but the nature of our mission didn't
require one."
Chakotay:
"We
talk to animals. It's a Native American tradition."
Janeway:
"Animals?"
Chakotay:
"Our
own counsellors. We're taught that an animal guide accompanies us
through life. Basically, it's what Carl Jung thought he invented
when he came up with his active imagination technique in 1932, but
we've been doing pretty much the same thing for
centuries."
Janeway:
"Is
there a different animal guide for everyone?"
Chakotay:
"Actually,
yes."
Janeway:
"Let
me guess. Yours is a bear."
Chakotay:
"Why
do you say that?"
Janeway:
"You
strike me as the bear type."
Chakotay:
"Thank
you. The bear is a very powerful animal. It has
great
pokattah. But he's not my animal guide. The creature that guides us
doesn't define who we are. It merely chooses to be with us."
Janeway:
"Okay.
If not a bear, then what?"
Chakotay:
"I
can't tell you that. It would offend my animal guide if I spoke its
name."
Janeway:
"But
he guides you well?"
Chakotay:
"Actually,
it's female. But yes, she usually guides me very well."
Janeway:
"Can
one just choose their own animal guide?"
Chakotay:
"It's
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Kim:
"I've never seen anything
like it."
Tuvok:
"Tuvok
to Kim. Mister Kim, that is a comment we would prefer not to hear
from a senior officer on the Bridge. It makes the junior officers
nervous."
Kim:
"Yes,
sir." |
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Janeway:
"What do you make of it,
Mister Tuvok?"
Tuvok:
"I
am unable to offer an identification, Captain."
Kim:
"Kim
to Tuvok. In other words, you've never seen anything like it. Oh, I
promise not to tell the junior officers." |
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Neelix:
"Kes! Now look what she's gotten us into!"
Kes: "Do all nebulas look like that?"
Neelix: "I wouldn't know. I'm smart enough to go around
nebulas when I encounter them."
Kes: "These people are natural born explorers, Neelix."
Neelix: "These people are natural born idiots, if you ask
me. They don't appreciate what they have here. This ship is the
match of any
vessel
within a hundred light years, and what do they do with it?
'Well, uh, let's see if we can't find some space anomaly today
that might rip it apart!'"
Kes: "I don't think the Captain is an idiot. She cares a
great deal about her crew."
Neelix: "You don't care a great deal about your crew and
introduce them to the spectre of death at every opportunity. And
I speak as a
member
of that crew now. I'm not sure I would've wanted you to come
along had I known that this is what..."
Kes: "I think it's wonderful."
Neelix: "Wonderful?"
Kes: "If I were Captain, I'd open every crack in the
universe and peek inside, just like Captain Janeway does."
Neelix: "I don't deny the romantic quality of this sort
of casting
about. I wouldn't exactly call it
wonderful. Although, it's getting more wonderful by the minute."
Kes: "I've never kissed anyone inside a nebula before."
Neelix: "What did I tell you?"
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Torres:
"Accelerating deuterium to rear thrusters."
Chakotay: "We have a complement of thirty eight photon
torpedoes at our disposal, Captain."
Janeway: "And no way to replace them after they're gone."
Torres: "Aft thrusters at one hundred five percent, one
hundred fifteen percent."
Paris: "Barrier still holding. We need something else."
Janeway:
"Give me a two second blast from the forward phaser bank."
Tuvok: "Firing phasers. Barrier's undamaged, Captain."
Chakotay: "Ready a photon."
Janeway: "Mister Paris, assuming we can breach the energy
barrier, it's likely to close as fast as the first time."
Paris: "I'll be riding the tail of our torpedo, Captain."
Tuvok:
"Torpedo is loaded."
Janeway: "Align coordinates along ship's heading."
Tuvok: "Coordinates set."
Janeway: "Fire."
Tuvok: "Fifty thousand kilometres to the perimeter."
Paris: "I'm having trouble navigating through the energy
currents. It's
as thick as a Toarian ice storm out
there."
Tuvok:
"Thirty five kilometres to perimeter."
Kim: "Energy reserves are still falling."
Tuvok: "Fifteen thousand kilometres. We've cleared the
central mass."
Janeway: "Stand down red alert. Take us to two thousand
kilometres off the perimeter and hold position. Get a sample of
that matter off the hull for Lieutenant Torres to analyse. I'd
like to know
what
it was that humbled every defence system on this ship. How much
of our energy reserves did we lose, Ensign?"
Kim: "Eleven percent, Captain."
Janeway: "I'm just going to have to give up coffee.
That's all there is to it."
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Holodeck
Character:
"Hey,
it's Tom!"
Holodeck Character:
"Welcome,
Tom, welcome!"
Gaunt Gary:
"Hey,
Tom, how you doing?"
Paris:
"What
do you think, Harry?"
Kim:
"What
is it, a French bistro?"
Paris:
"This
is where I spent most of my second semester at the Academy. I chose
the Starfleet base outside of Marseilles for my
physical
training. I always had a thing about the French."
Sandrine:
"And
the French always had a thing about you, Monsieur Thomas. And with a
name like Paris and a face like that, how could anyone resist?"
Paris:
"Sandrine,
this is my friend Harry Kim."
Sandrine:
"Oh,
enchante."
Paris:
"Sandrine
owns the place. It's been in her family over six
hundred
years."
Ricky:
"Tommy?
It's about time. I've been waiting for you."
Paris:
"This
is Ricky. I include her in all my holo-programs."
Ricky:
"Hi."
Kim:
"Hi."
Ricky:
"Your
friend, the gigolo, wouldn't leave me alone."
Gigolo:
"It's
what I do, Tom. Nothing personal."
Paris:
"French father, Daliwakan
mother."
Sandrine:
"She
just sits there and waits for you, huh? Like a little puppy dog?"
Paris:
"I
wouldn't have it any other way."
Sandrine:
"Oh,
really. I thought you liked your women with a little bite?"
Ricky:
"Everyone
knows about your bite, Sandrine. It's when you
start sucking blood they get scared."
Sandrine:
"Monsieur, can I get you
something to drink?"
Kim:
"Just
a cup of tea."
Paris:
"Harry,
this is France. Er, break open a bottle of that '46 Saint Emilion
you save behind the bar for me."
Kim:
"I
don't like to drink this late at night. I get an acid heartburn."
Paris:
"Harry,
it's holographic wine. It doesn't give you acid. Try to
get in the mood, huh?"
Kim:
"Sorry."
Paris:
"I
learned a great deal that semester at the Academy, most of it right
here."
Sandrine:
"Oui,
and most of it from me."
Paris:
"I
found this place just after my pocket was picked walking by the
harbour."
Kim:
"Somebody
picked your pocket? On Earth?"
Paris:
"Oh, they just do it for
tourists. They give it back most of the time."
Gaunt Gary:
"Nine
ball in the corner pocket."
Paris:
"You
see that pool table, Harry? The table at Sandrine's at Marseilles
has attracted the world's greatest hustlers throughout the
centuries. I thought it might be fun to program in
some of the great players to shoot with."
Gaunt
Gary:
"Eight
ball in the cross side."
Paris:
"Gaunt
Gary, Ames Pool Hall, New York City, 1953. They say that he hustled
the great Willie Mosconi himself."
Kim:
"Mosconi?
Was he some famous billiard player?"
Gaunt Gary:
"The
game is pool, kid. Pool. I don't suppose you'd care to wager a fin
on a game or two?"
Paris:
"Oh,
he's not ready for you yet,
Gary.
Let me teach him a few tricks
first."
Gaunt Gary:
"Watch
out for him, kid. He can swallow your wallet without ever losing his
smile."
Kim:
"I'll
keep it in mind. What's a fin?"
Paris:
"I'm
not sure. Uh, some old kind of Scandinavian currency. Come on. I'll
rack them up. You pick out a cue." |
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Torres:
"Computer, activate
Emergency Medical Holographic Program."
Doctor:
"Please state the nature
of the medical emergency."
Torres:
"Why do you always have to
say that?"
Doctor:
"I can only speculate
about my programmer's motives. Perhaps he thought I might be
summoned for important reasons."
Torres:
"Under the circumstances,
don't you think you really ought
to
change your program?"
Doctor:
"Now there's an
interesting concept. A hologram that programs himself. What would I
do with that ability? Create a family? Raise an army?"
Torres:
"I know a little about
holographic programming. I could probably reprogram you."
Doctor:
"That makes me feel
particularly confident."
Torres:
"Has anyone ever told you,
you have a lousy attitude?"
Doctor:
"If you don't like the
doctor's attitude, there's a man sitting in a console in the Jupiter
Station Holo-programming Centre you can write to. His name is
Zimmerman. He looks a lot like me, actually. Now, not that I don't
enjoy the repartee, but was there a reason you stopped in?"
Torres:
"I need a second opinion
on this."
Doctor:
"Who gave you the first
opinion?"
Torres:
"I gave it to myself. It's
a sample of residue we picked up in a nebula."
Doctor:
"A nebula? What were we
doing in a nebula? No, wait, don't tell me. We were 'investigating'.
That's all we do around here. Why pretend we're going home at all?
All we're going to do is investigate every cubic millimetre of this
quadrant, aren't we?"
Torres:
"The molecules are
isolinear. No polycyclic structures, but..."
Doctor:
"But this is what brought
you to me, isn't it? The nucleogenic peptide bonds."
Torres:
"Is it some kind of
phosopholipid fibre?"
Doctor:
"And you were doing so
well. No, I suspect it's something far more interesting than that." |
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Janeway:
"Come in."
Chakotay:
"Repair crews have degaussed the hull, Captain."
Janeway:
"Good. Let's plan an oh-seven hundred departure. What's
this?"
Chakotay:
"My medicine bundle. I've never showed it to anyone before.
After what you said this morning, I thought it was important to let
you see."
Janeway:
"Will it help me find my animal guide?"
Chakotay:
"Eventually you'll have to assemble your own medicine
bundle. But this will allow me to assist you in your quest for a
guide."
Janeway:
"Now? Now."
Chakotay:
"A blackbird's wing. A stone from the river. An akoonah."
Janeway:
"Akoonah?"
Chakotay:
"My ancestors used psychoactive herbs to assist their
vision quests. Now they're no longer necessary. Our scientists have
found more modern ways to facilitate the search for animal guides.
Place your hand on it and concentrate on the stone. A-koo-chee-moya.
We are far from the sacred places of our grandfathers. We are far
from the bones of our people. But perhaps there is one powerful
being who will embrace this woman and give her the
answers she
seeks. Allow your eyes to close. Breath to fuel the light in your
belly and let it expand until the light is everywhere. Prepare
yourself to leave this room and this ship and return to a place
where you were the most content and peaceful you have ever been. You
can see all around you and hear the sounds of this place."
Janeway:
"I know this place. It's..."
Chakotay:
"You must not discuss with me what you see, or you
will offend your animal guide. As you continue to look around,
you will become aware of other life that shares this place with
you. It will be the first animal you see. That is the one you
will speak to. Do you see an animal?"
Janeway:
"Yes."
Chakotay:
"Speak to it."
Janeway:
"What do I say?"
Chakotay:
"You know what you want to ask."
(Torres presses
door chime)
Janeway:
"I'm sorry. I should've
asked the computer for no interruptions. Come in. The Commander
was introducing me to my animal guide."
Torres:
"I hope that you have better luck with yours than I had
with
mine."
Chakotay:
"B'Elanna's the only one I know who tried to kill her
animal guide."
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Doctor
(On View Screen):
"I'm curious, Captain. Exactly what are you looking for?"
Janeway:
"I need to know if we did serious harm to this life form."
Doctor:
"Let's see. You ran your ship through it, fired phasers at it
and blew a hole in it with a photon torpedo. I'd say it's a pretty
good chance that you did some fairly significant."
Janeway:
"Computer, mute audio. Isolate that concentration of
omicron
particles we were tying to get to."
Torres:
"That would be right here."
Janeway:
"Mister Tuvok?"
Tuvok:
"I'm afraid the concentration of particles is far lower than I
originally observed. Furthermore, it appears that many of the
particles have now moved outside the energy barrier."
Janeway:
"Is it possible they're leaking out through the breach we
made?"
Tuvok:
"That would be a logical conclusion."
Janeway:
"It's also a logical conclusion that all of the phenomena we've
encountered were actually this life form's natural defence systems."
Chakotay:
"The way the barrier was protecting the omicron particles
almost suggests we were entering a vital organ."
Janeway:
"So it seems very clear that we've severely hurt an innocent
life form. How do we repair the harm we've done?"
Paris:
"Uh, Captain?"
Janeway:
"Computer, resume audio."
Doctor:
"How kind of you. You may be interested to know that the
analysis of the organic sample suggested this life form has the
capacity to regenerate. The process may simply need a helping
hand."
Janeway:
"Any ideas how we could stimulate regeneration?"
Doctor:
"Lieutenant Torres has the answer."
Torres:
"I do?"
Doctor:
"You were the one who first observed that this life form has a
nucleogenic structure."
Torres:
"If the life form has a nucleogenic structure, nucleonic
radiation
ought to assist its healing process. A nucleonic beam along the
edges of the breach should theoretically promote regeneration."
Doctor:
"Bravo."
Janeway:
"Commander, take us to yellow alert and advise the crew that
we're going to re-enter the life form. Mister Kim, review all
systems in light of our first experience and see if you can provide
new safeguards. Tuvok, your job is to find some modification of the
shields that will hold off this life form's natural defence systems.
We begin at thirteen hundred hours. Dismissed." |
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Neelix:
"The bantan is a little on the spicy side. Kes grows them
herself in the hydroponics garden. Don't eat any of the little
pink things, and you'll be fine."
Chakotay (Over Comm):
"All personnel report to stations. Yellow alert."
Female Crewmember:
"All right."
Male Crewmember:
"Excuse me."
Neelix:
"Now what? Neelix to Chakotay."
Chakotay:
"We're very busy up here, Neelix. What do you need?"
Neelix:
"This yellow alert business. I was just starting to serve."
Chakotay:
"Sorry. We found out that the nebula is actually a life form
and we've got to go back in to repair some damage we did to it.
Chakotay out."
Neelix:
"Go back in! Hello? Well, that's it! I've had it."
Kes:
"Neelix."
Neelix:
"No. I'm going to the Captain about this."
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Janeway:
"Come in."
Neelix:
"Captain, I understand that this nebula we've discovered is
some kind of monster?"
Janeway:
"Not a monster, Neelix, but it is a life form."
Neelix:
"Excuse me if I sound crazy because someone may have been
playing a joke on me, but you aren't planning to take us back into
the belly of this beast, are you?"
Janeway:
"No joke."
Neelix:
"Why?"
Janeway:
"Because we hurt it, and we have to help it recover."
Neelix:
"I did not come on board this ship to be a veterinarian,
Captain."
Janeway:
"And I thought you were a man of unlimited talents."
Neelix:
"I just reached my limit. So if you don't mind, Kes and I will
wait
on board my little vessel for you to return."
Janeway:
"All our crews are busy preparing for this mission. I'm not
pulling them off their duties to prepare your ship for launch. And
I'm not going drop you off on the side of the road every time we hit
a bump. When we finished, if you want to leave that's your business,
but for the moment, find yourself a seat with a good view, because
just like Jonah and the whale, you're going in."
Neelix:
"Is that final?"
Janeway:
"Dismissed. That's a Starfleet expression for 'get out'." |
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Janeway:
"Captain's
Log, supplemental. We set out to augment our energy reserves and
wound up depleting them by over twenty percent. As a result,
we've set a new course for a planet fourteen light years away
that Neelix says might have compatible energy sources to offer
us. It is out of our way, but circumstances offer few
alternatives. So much for raising spirits."
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Ricky:
"Come on, Tommy. Let's get out of here."
Paris:
"Easy, honey. I'm setting the Indian up for the big hustle."
Ricky:
"But he's beating you."
Paris:
"Yeah, that's exactly what he's supposed to think too."
Janeway:
"As you were. Well, this is remarkable. Mister Kim tells me
this is your doing, Mister Paris?"
Paris:
"Ah, yeah. It's just a little diversion, Captain."
Gigolo:
"One always knows when a woman of good breeding enters the
room. Ma cherie, may I request your favourite song so that we
may dance before I take you to my private felucca on the wharf
and make passionate love to you."
Paris:
"Oh, I'm sorry. If I had some kind of warning that you were
coming."
Janeway:
"You would've changed it, and I would've missed all the
fun."
Gaunt Gary:
"I just don't know what the dolls see in the gigolo, do you?
Now me, I got a whole different approach to women. Treat a lady
like a tramp and a tramp like a lady. Never fails."
Torres:
"Paris, did you program this guy?"
Paris:
"Yeah. Why?"
Torres:
"He's a pig, and so are you."
Gaunt
Gary:
"Almost never."
Janeway:
"Is this pool or billiards?"
Paris: Er, pool.
Janeway:
"Right. Pool's the one with the pockets. Would you mind if I
gave it a try?"
Gigolo:
"Racontez-vous. Give the handsome young woman some room. Tell
me, does she have, er, money?"
Janeway:
"Commander Chakotay, your stick?"
Chakotay:
"It's called a cue, Captain."
Janeway:
"A cue. All right. So what do we do? Do I go first? Solids."
Sandrine:
"I saw that coming a mile away, didn't you? Ah, you've got a
lot to learn, jeune homme. But then, ah, I've got a lot to
teach."
Janeway:
"Eight ball in the side pocket."
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Janeway:
"A-koo-chee-moya.
We are far from the sacred places of our grandfathers and from
the bones of our people. But perhaps there is one powerful being
who will embrace this good crew and give them the answer they
seek."
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