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Neelix: "Since Mister Tuvok has
been unable to round up any suspects, I'd like to ask
that stronger measures be taken."
Tuvok:
"Perhaps an armed security detail." |
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Seven of Nine: "Naomi Wildman, subunit of
Ensign Samantha Wildman. State your intentions." |
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Neelix: "I have some
wonderful medicinal teas, maybe I can prepare one for
you!"
Doctor:
"Talaxian homeopathy? I don't think we're quite that
desperate yet." |
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Doctor: "Captain, you can't
actually be considering this Vulcan mumbo-jumbo!" |
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Chakotay: "Meet anyone interesting?" |
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Seven of Nine: "Don't worry Lieutenant,
the son of K'vok will not be joining us."
Torres:
"Glad to hear it. Does this qualify as our second date?"
Doctor:
"Just think of me as your chaperon." |
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Doctor: "With all of these new
personalities floating around, it's a shame we can't
find one for you." |
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Seven of Nine: "My! My, my, look at the
size of that thing! The viewscreen! It's gotta the
biggest I've ever seen. I'll give you twenty bars of
latinum for it."
Doctor: "I think the inhibitor's gone
offline. (To Seven) Would you come here, please?"
Seven of Nine:
"Be quiet! Can't you see I'm in the middle of a deal?!"
(To Janeway) "Name your price... Captain...?"
Janeway:
"Janeway."
Seven of Nine:
"Daimon Torot."
Janeway: "You're Ferengi?"
Seven of Nine: "Of course I'm Ferengi! Is that some kind of insult
about the size of my ears?!" |
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Seven of Nine: "This is an impressive
ship, Captain. Galaxy class?"
Janeway:
"Intrepid." |
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Janeway: "Report."
Chakotay:
"Seven of Nine attacked B'Elanna in Engineering. She's
on deck nine, section 23."
Janeway:
"Force fields. Don't tell me those two have actually
come to blows." |
