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Libby:
"That's not funny,
Harry, talking about Voyager like that. The memorial
service was only two months ago." |
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Cosimo:
"Harry! Coming right up. Here you go. Vulcan mocha, extra
sweet." |
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Cosimo:
"Well, not
every day. You like to sleep late on Sunday. But if I
had your fiancée, I'd sleep late too." |
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Kim:
"Yes, sir. I'm very ill. I would like to continue this
presentation at a later date."
Admiral Strickler:
"Well, unfortunately,
Ensign, I'm leaving for a three week tour of the
Cardassian border in a few days. It will have to wait
until after then."
Lasca:
"Harry, you better be dying." |
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Kim: "Guess
I'm pretty good. Computer, display my service record.
Graduated Starfleet Academy stardate 47918. Requested
duty on USS Voyager. Request denied. Requested transfer
to Starfleet engineering Corps. Transfer Approved.
Starship design specialist. Awarded the Cochrane Medal
of Excellence for outstanding advances in warp
theory...." |
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Paris:
"Look. If you're right, then things will be changed back
to the way they're supposed to be, and you'll find me
back on Voyager."
Kim:
"And if I'm wrong? If this doesn't work, you'll be blown
up right here!"
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Kim:
"You're the last person I expected to help me."
Paris:
"Let's just say it's been a long time since
anyone gave a damn about my future, including me. I
don't know if I'm supposed to be on Voyager like you've
told me. But it sounds a whole lot better than the life
I have here. I'm willing to take my chances, Ensign."
Kim:
"Call me Harry. You always did." |
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Kim:
"You once
told me that you used to treat life like one big game.
Rules, players, winners, losers. You never took any of
it seriously...until you lost."
Paris:
"You know, you're starting to annoy me."
Kim:
"You also told me you were afraid of what
would happen to you if you didn't take Captain Janeway
up on her offer. Now I see why."
Paris:
"What do you see, Ensign?"
Kim:
"A loser and a drunk. I guess in this
reality, that's all you'll ever be."
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Paris:
"There
goes my bank shot."
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Kim:
"I owe you one." |
