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Anaydis: "Pagh t'em far, B'tanay." |
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Paris:
"These will make the images on the screen appear three-dimensional."
Torres: "Let me get this straight: you've gone to all this
trouble to program a three-dimensional environment that projects a
two-dimensional image, and now you're asking me to wear these to
make it look three-dimensional again?"
Paris: "Great, isn't it?" |
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Doctor:
"We'd better find a way to protect the rest of the Maquis: I'm
running out of beds." |
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Tuvok:
"Can you extrapolate the assailant's height and weight?"
Kim: "I'd say between 170 and 190 centimeters, maybe 75
kilograms."
Paris: "That describes about half the members of the crew!"
Tuvok: "At least we can rule out Naomi Wildman." |
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Chell:
"It could be her."
Torres: "Oh, please." |
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Chakotay:
"All ready for Attack of the Lobster People?"
Tuvok: "I am not familiar with that species." |
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Tuvok:
"Your sarcasm could be viewed as subterfuge." |
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Chakotay:
"Who's your partner?"
Chell: "Lieutenant Torres. I told her we shouldn't split up,
sir, but she said she could handle herself. You know how stubborn
she can be."
Chakotay: "I have a vague idea." |
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Tuvok:
"Computer, isolate the precise time index of this image."
Computer: "Stardate 54090.4."
Tuvok: "Where was Commander Tuvok at that time?"
Computer: "Access to that information has been restricted."
Tuvok: "By whom?"
Computer: "Access to that information has been restricted." |
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