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Season 4
Janeway: “Admiral Hayes. Good man. Fine officer...bit of a windbag.”
Doctor: “I’ll complain if I want to. It’s comforting. This journey certainly hasn’t
lacked excitement. I can’t complain about being bored.”
Seven: “Since you find it comforting, you’ll undoubtedly find something else to
complain about.”
Doctor: “No doubt. You really should try it sometime.”
Doctor: “This is a sickbay, not a dormatory.”
Au Janeway: “He’s offered my crew a way home.”
Teadron: “To reach your home, you would destroy ours.”
Au Janeway: “That’s right! And you’d do the same is my position.”
Keirian: “You...you’re a hologram!!”
Doctor: “That I know!
Au Paris: “Watch your mouth, hedgehog!”
Doctor: “Voyager wasn’t a warship. We were explorers...”
Keirian: “Yes I know, trying to get home...to mars.”
Doctor: “Earth. You see, you couldn’t evem get that right!!”
Tuvok: “If you would look at your console once in a wihile instead of chasing the female ensigns, you’d see otherwise.”
Harry: “You spend time together, you laugh, you talk. That makes it easier...to
get closer.
Seven: “The end result is the same, is it not?”
Harry: “Well, I guess so.”
Seven: “Then I fail to see waht is accomplished by all the talk.”
Harry: “Seven, if you sonn’t get it, I can’t explain it to you.”
Seven: “Obviously.”
*Seven, annoyed, takes the Vulcan Calto stick Harry is holding & places it on the
winning spot. Both Tuvok & Harry look on with awe...Seven nonpulsed...*
Seven: “Elementary Spatial harmonics. Are you ready now?”
Tuvok: “Impressive.”
*a cute little moment*
*a klingon is speaking gruffly in Klingoneese to Chakotay*
Chakotay: "I guess my French is a little rusty."
Paris: "What do you think...boy or girl?"
Seven: "It's just a holoprojection."
Torres: "Unfortunately it's a very good one. I'm 20 kilos heavier, it even kicks!"
Paris: He's wearing a Nazi uniform. We're on Earth during the 2nd WW."
Seven: "Nazi?"
Paris: Totalitarian fanatics bent on world conquest, the borg of their day. No offense..."
Seven: "None taken."
Klingon: "Lead the attack or die here by my hand!" *talking to Neelix*
Doctor: "You heard him, don't argue with the man. Run along. I'll attach any severed limbs, just don't missplace them."
Doctor: “She’s the only munitions expert we have...and she can carry a tune. We need her.” *about the sultry Seven*
Doctor: “I often find my own patients being tested by someone like Mr. Covan, of course I generally respond with a devistating quip...not a left hook.”
Seven: “Resentment is a human trait. It has no structure, no function. I want no part of it.
Doctor: "You should know I am a hologram. I can't be bent, spindled, or mutilated so don't bother trying."
Janeway: *to the Hirogen*"You want to be part of the hunt? Now's your chance. *to Chakotay* He'll be under your supervision, Commander. If he steps out of line...shoot him!"
Hirogen: "I once tracked a silicon based lifeform through a nutroleum mantle of a collapsed star.
Paris: "I once tracked a mouse through Jeffries tube 32.
Paris: "Maybe it's the rehab colony, telling me I've violated probation."
Seven: *talking to the Hirogen* "You are a crude species. Only your thighs makes you formidable."
Janeway: “Either I’ve become impervious to antimatter explosions, or we’re still dreaming.”
emh2 : “I’m a doctor, not a commando!”
Doctor: “I was saving Voyager from annihilation when you were only a gleam in your programmer’s eye!”
Paris: “I’m a pilot, not a doctor! Rescue me from medical exile!”
Doctor: “Stop breathing down my neck.”
emh2 : “My breathing is mearly a simulation.”
Doctor: “So is my neck. Stop it anyway!”
Janeway: “What happened?”
Seven: “I generated a feedback surge along our sensor link.”
*a confused Janeway looks to B’Elanna and B’Elanna looks back just as confused*
Torres: “You killed him?”
Seven: “It was a mild shock he will recover.”
Janeway: “And when he does?
Seven: “He wasn’t responding to diplomacy.”
*Janeway leaves*
Torres: “Mild Shock?...Not bad!”
Seven: “Thank you.”
Doctor: “They asked me to relay a message. They wanted you to know you’re no longer alone.” *Heavens rejoice the Feds know where Voyager is!!*
Seven: "Torres called me an atonatom. She then employed a series of profane Klingon insults. Shall I translate them for you?"
Doctor: "By all means!"
Chakotay: "Monsters in the replicator?"
Seven: "Life is irrelavent."
Divinci: "Earthquakes and fools. Florence be damned!"
Old Lady: "Watch what you're doing, you idiot!"
Janeway: "Oh why do I get the feeling you're testing me Voyager." *going into the fire* "Be kind."
Janeway: "Who the hell are you, and where are my men!"
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*(I thought this scene was hilarious!!!)*
Chakotay: “You smell something strange?”
Neelix: “I’m afraid that’s me. I seem to be developing Mylain sweat glands.
Chakotay: “It’s not too bad.”
Neelix: “Whatever happens, I try to keep in mind that things could be worse.” *drags himself up onto the bed beside Chakotay in great pain* “I still have my home here on Voyager. My friends...”
Chakotay: “Your hair!”
Neelix: “True, but I’d gladly loose it if I could get my taste buds back.”
Chakotay: “At least you’re not loosing your eye sight. You see that display over there? Nothing but a blur.”
Neelix: *Neelix grimaces “And you think that’s bad. The Doctor tells me that my pupils have dialated 60%. I can’t even look at that display it’s so bright.”
Chakotay: “Oh yeah? I’ve got chronic arthritis in my fingers. I can barely keep this glass steady.”
Neelix: “That’s nothing. Why my spinal column is fusing together. In a few days I won’t even be able to walk.”
Chakotay: “Got you beat! I can barely walk now!!”
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Seven: "Oral consumption is inefficient.
Doctor: "And unnecessary...if you're lucky enough to be a hologram."
Paris: “We rigged the security console so that everytime Tuvok accessed the internal sensors, it would play a little message...”
Kim: *mock vulcan* “Live long and prosper.”
*group laughs*
Paris: “No matter what button he pushed ‘Live long and prosper.’ Naturally no one was available to fix the malfunction so Tuvok had to scretch his vulcan patients to the limit for the rest of the day.”
Kim: “I swear I could hear him grinding his teeth from across the bridge.”
Paris: “Just when he thought it was over, when he went back to his quarters and ordered a cup of Vulcan tea and the replicator says...”
Paris/Kim: “Live Long and Prosper!”
Doctor: “I didn’t know I’d struck a nerve. Perhaps you’d like a tranquilizer.”
Seven: “Take off your clothes. Don’t be alarmed. I won’t hurt you.” *to Harry*
Chakotay: "I wish it were as easy to stop hating as it were to start."
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Paris: "Well it's not as if I caught you dancing the rhumba with a naked Bolian." *to Torres in the Holodeck*
Paris: "You know, I think you're on to something. We could add a steamy love scene between the Maquis engineer and the Starfleet Conn Officer."
Torres: "Oh, that's realistic."
Torres: "I am not Hostile!" *waving a bat'leth in Paris' face*
Veer: "Male & Female interacting. Let's observe." *talking about P/T*
Torres: "Unless you want me to knock you into the middle of the next millennium, you'd better back off." *talking to a fresh Doctor*
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Q: "Oh, I see. This is one of those silly human rituals. You're playing hard to get!"
Janeway: "As far as you're concerned...I'm impossible to get."
Q: "Oh goody!! A challenge! This is going to be fun!"
Chakotay: "I know I don't have any right to feel this way, but this bothers the hell out of me."
Q: *poping in* "I do believe you're jealous." *looking from C to J* "Why didn't you tell me there was another man?!"
Janeway: "Because there isn't. I'm just not interested in you!"
Female Q: "You know...I've always liked Klingon females. You've got such...spunk."
Female Q: "You, Helm-Boy!"
Female Q: "What are you doing with that dog? I'm NOT talking about the puppy!"{Matt M.}
Doctor: "What am I supposed to do, lead a revolt with the gang from Sandrine's? Conjure up holograms of Nathan Hale and Che Guevera? I'm a doctor, not a counter-insurgent!"
Janeway: "We have to talk about this. I think we need to define some parameters about...us."
Chakotay: "I'm not sure I can...define parameters...but I can tell you a story, and ancient legend among my people. It's about an angry warrior who spent his life in conflict with the rest of his tribe and could never find peace, even with the help of his spirit guide. For years he struggled with his discontent, but the only satisfaction he got was in battle. This made him a hero among his tribe, but he longed for peace within himself. One day he and his war party were captured by a neighboring tribe led by a woman warrior. She called on him to join her because her tribe was too small and weak to defend itself from all its enemies. The woman was brave, beautiful, and very wise. The angry warrior swore to himself that he would stay by her side, doing whatever he could to make her burden lighter and from that poing on her needs would come first. And in that way, the warrior began to know the true meaning of peace."
Janeway: *smiling* "Is that really...an ancient legend?
Chakotay:: *grins* "No. But that make it easier to say."
**They both hold hands...Hmmmmm....**
Doctor: "My simulated virus is leading me to a simulated death."
Doctor: "It seems I've found myself on the voyage of the damned."
Doctor: "Logic is irrelevant. Thinking is futile." !"{Matt M.}