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Kleg:
"So you can execute a turn at less than three hundred
kph. Well done, lieutenant." |
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Chakotay:
"Seven, are you all right?"
Seven of Nine: "I need your tricorder."
Chakotay: "Nice to see you, too." |
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Chakotay:
"You don't see natural beauty like this everyday." |
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Chakotay:
"They're impressive people." |
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Kleg:
"You're getting very close to becoming an adequate
pilot." |
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Kleg:
"I'm sorry to inform you, Mister Paris, but you have
failed this examination. You will no longer be allowed
to operate a vessel within Ledosian space."
Paris: "Something tells me that's not going to be
a problem." |
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Chakotay:
"Well, if we have to be stranded somewhere, you couldn't
ask for a better place."
Seven of Nine: "We wouldn't be stranded at all if
you hadn't insisted on admiring the view!" |
