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Rain:
"Let me guess. Someone broke into the van last night
while I was sleeping, tried to snatch the stereo, you
bravely fought them off and now you're repairing the
damage."
Paris:
"That's exactly what happened."
Rain:
"My hero." |
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Doctor:
"I'm a doctor, not a
database." |
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Torres:
"Highly qualified
Klingon seeks position as engineer." |
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Doctor:
"I'm
not programmed to make small talk."
Rain:
"And you ...Mr. Leisure Suit.."
Doctor:
"There's a name I hadn't considered." |
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Starling:
"What are you going to do, shoot me?"
Janeway:
"The thought has crossed my mind." |
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Janeway:
"In
my time, Mr. Starling, no human being would dream of
endangering the future to gain advantage in the present." |
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Rain:
"Talk
about a motley crew. We have the Doctor, a guy with the
worst, worst, taste in clothing I've ever seen. Tuvok...
what a freakasaurus! Has that guy ever cracked a smile?"
Paris:
"Not that I can recall."
Rain:
"And you...Tom Paris.. hmm..sexy, in a Howdy
Doody sort of way. Pretty goofy, although sometimes I
think you're the smartest man I've ever met. All this
running around you do, your mission. You're so
dedicated...like you care about something more than just
your own little life."
Paris:
"Is that so unusual?"
Rain:
"Yeah." |
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Porter:
"God
in heaven, help us."
Doctor:
"Divine intervention is unlikely." |
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Kim:
"Welcome
to the bridge, Doctor."
Doctor:
"Thank you. It's a pleasure to be here." |
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Paris:
"Tuvok,
has anyone ever told you, you're a real freakasaurus?" |
