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Paris:
"Hiding a cake in the console?" |
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Borg Queen:
"Janeway!" |
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Kim:
"See you soon, Harry"
Borg Queen: "What did she mean by that?" |
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Kim:
"I didn't notice a little box on my chair..." |
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Borg Queen:
"I wish you were alive to experience disembodiment. It
is the epitome of perfection." |
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Chakotay:
"Too bad you don't have the luxury of an interlink-node"
Tuvok: "There is another possibility: a Vulcan
technique known as the bridging of minds."
Janeway: "Go on..."
Tuvok: "I would need to initiate a mind-meld,
with both you and Seven, acting as a telepathic
conduit."
Doctor: "You make it sound like a conference
call..." |
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Doctor:
"How many times have you actually performed this
Bridging of Heads?"
Tuvok: "Minds. Never."
Doctor: "And how can you be certain it'll work?"
Tuvok: "Nothing is certain, Doctor. However, I
once observed a Vulcan master perform the technique. I'm
reasonably confident I can duplicate his success."
Doctor: "Watching and doing are two different
things."
Tuvok: "As always, your logic is impeccable."
Doctor: "What a comfort..." |
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Borg Queen:
"They're using a triaxilating modulation!" |
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Borg Queen:
"Captain."
Janeway: "It's been a long time. How are things
in the collective?"
Borg Queen: "Perfect... for the most part.
Voyager?"
Janeway: "Never better." |
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Torres:
"Make that three. If you're going to pull this off
you'll need an Engineer in there."
Paris: "B'Elanna."
Torres: "Tactical directive 36-A."
Paris: "There is no directive 36-A."
Torres: "There is now." |
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Janeway:
"Mind melds. The last time I heard the words 'My mind to
your mind' I had a headache for two weeks." |
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Doctor:
"Their life signs are destablizing!"
Chakotay: "So far, so good. You can take us out of here
now, Tom." |