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Doctor: "I'm a
doctor, not a voyeur." |
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Neelix:
"I'll
kill you."
Paris: "It's too late. I'm betting your hair pasta
already did the trick." |
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Janeway:
"Am I...discerning a personal problem here, gentlemen?"
Neelix: "Frankly, yes Captain."
Janeway: "Solve it!" |
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Neelix:
"I'll find something for us. Of course, it might not meet
your personal culinary standards."
Paris: "Don't worry. I've learned to lower my
standards since you became cook." |
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Kim:
"I'm sure they'll both be fine."
Kes: "Unless they kill each other." |
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Paris:
"And as far as I'm concerned, I'll just be her friend...
I mean if you don't mind."
Neelix: "I don't pick Kes's friends for her. Just
my own."
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Tuvok:
"That was my ingenious plan, Commander." |
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Neelix:
"I don't know how it is in your quadrant, but in mine, we
don't abandon a newborn...thing." |
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Paris:
"If you hear muffled screams consider that a request for
a beam-out." |
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Kes:
"We didn't know if you were dead or alive. What happened?"
Paris:
"I became an uncle."
Neelix:
"And I'm a godmother." |
