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: Please state the nature of the medical emergency. Qatai
: Your ship is being devoured. I'd say that's an emergency.
: And who might you be? The local monster expert? Qatai
: As a matter of fact, I am.
: The intelligent always survive. The Doctor
: [referring to the creature
] I wouldn't go that far. It appears to operate on highly evolved instinct. I haven't detected any signs of sentience. Qatai
: Oh, he's intelligent, all right - smart enough to fool your crew into taking *you* offline. The Doctor
: No need to get personal.
: You seem to know a little about everything - medicine, exobiology, shield harmonics... The Doctor
: I'm something of a renaissance EMH.
: I could use a crewmate like you. The beast would have a difficult time manipulating a hologram's desires. The Doctor
: An Ishmael to your Ahab? No, thank you.
Seven of Nine
: I assure you, we are not a deception. Qatai
: Oh, how convenient! An enormous starship comes to my rescue. Qatai
: [to the creature
] Ya might try a more subtle approach! Seven of Nine
: My scans indicate that your shields will fail in approximately fifteen minutes. Join us; or you can remain on your vessel, secure in the knowledge that you were not deceived. But that knowledge will do you little good when you are dead.
: ...And watch out for pitcher plants!