Level Blue is your critical care area, I presume?
Level Blue is the area where it's most critical that we provide excellent care.
Star Trek: Voyager · Season 1
Level Blue is your critical care area, I presume?
Level Blue is the area where it's most critical that we provide excellent care.
You [The Doctor] had a dinner date in Seven's body?!
The Doctor in Seven of Nine's body: [While drunk] It wasn't a date--it was a tactical maneuver designed to win the trust of our captors! And... it worked! [holds up the mobile emitter]
[Grabs it] I won't ask what you had to do to get this!
I'm afraid, the role of spy wasn't written into my program. I was forced to improvise.
You improvised your way through an entire cheesecake as well as three servings of Ktarian chocolate puffs. Now I have to suffer the consequences.
You became sexually aroused in my body!
[to Harry] Have you thought about applying to the Advocate General's office? You'd make a good lawyer.
How can I punish you for being who you are?
Anterian cider. Not the replicated stuff. There are only a couple of bottles left, and I don't want Mr. Neelix getting his hands on them.
Well, then you should store them with the salvaged Borg components. Neelix never inventories those containers. He says they give him the creeps.
Officer level thinking, Icheb.
Doesn't seem like my first command is shaping up the way I expected.
"In the middle of the journey of our life, I found myself astray in a dark wood, where the straight road had been lost."
I didn't know Dante's Inferno was on the Maquis' reading list.
Actually, I borrowed your copy.
My fiancé gave me that book as an engagement gift. I've never leant it to anyone.
Not yet. Anyway, I agree with Dante. If you always see the road ahead of you, it's not worth the trip.
A solider and a philosopher. Your intelligence file doesn't do you justice.
With all due respect, it's a little presumptuous to think you have the right to change everyone's future.
From what I've seen, they'll thank me.
All you've seen are bits and pieces. You're getting the whole picture.
Really? Just what am I missing?
It's not "what". It's "who". People like Seven of Nine. A Borg drone who'll become a member of this crew after you help her recover her humanity. Or Tom Paris. A former convict who'll me our pilot, chief medic, and a husband to B'Elanna Torres.
That angry woman I just met?
She's gonna be your chief engineer. Two crews, Maquis and Starfleet, are going to become one. And they'll make as big a mark on the Delta Quadrant as it'll on them. By protecting people like the Ocampans. Curing diseases. Encouraging peace. Children like Naomi and Icheb are gonna grow up on this ship and call it home. And we'll all be following a captain who sets a course for Earth and never stops believing that we'll get there.
Are you going to be lecturing me like this for the next seven years?
Don't worry. You'll always get the last word.
Mind if I ask you one last question?
Will I have to break the Temporal Prime Directive to answer it?
Maybe, just a little. For two people who started off as enemies, it seems we get to know each other pretty well. So I've been wondering.... just how close do we get?
Let's just say there are some barriers we never cross.
It's strange, thinking there's a piece of your life you don't know anything about.
Sounds a lot like the future.
Congratulations, buddy.
Where did you hear the news [about B'Elanna's pregnancy] ? In the datastream from Earth?
Actually, I think it was a transmission from the Borg.
Mr. Neelix, may I ask what you are doing here?
We're bunk mates!
There must be some mistake.
[laughing] There's no mistake! I gave up my quarters to a Klingon family. By the time I checked with Commander Chakotay, you were the only one who hadn't been paired up.
You should have consulted me.
We're such close friends, I knew you wouldn't mind.
According to this, I am supposed to have won a glorious victory against an army of 10,000 warriors.
Haven't you?
We haven't even encountered 10,000 warriors--well, unless you include the Borg.
One of the Klingons attacked me.
Did you do something to provoke him?
Not him, her. And she wasn't provoked, she was... aroused.
Ahh. I'm not surprised. I've studied this section on Klingon mating rituals in their cultural database.
Then maybe you can tell me how to convince a female twice my size that I'm not interested?
Hmm. You probably can't.
Great...
As I understand it, you have two options: kill her or mate with her. Since the first option is unacceptable... (hands Kim a form)
What's this?
Authorization for you to engage in intimate relations with an alien species.
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