Tuvok: I must inform you that I was assigned to infiltrate your crew, sir. I am Captain Janeway's Chief of Security.
Chakotay: Were you going to deliver us into their waiting hands, Vulcan?
Tuvok: My mission was to accumulate information on Maquis activities - and then deliver you into their waiting hands.
Captain Kathryn Janeway: I spoke to your family before I left.
Tuvok: Are they well?
Captain Kathryn Janeway: Well - but worried about you.
Tuvok: That would not be an accurate perception, Captain. Vulcans do not worry.
Captain Kathryn Janeway: They... miss you.
Tuvok: As I do them.
Captain Kathryn Janeway: I'll get you back to them. That's a promise, Tuvok.
Chakotay: You get on those stairs they'll collapse. We'll both die!
Tom Paris: Yeah... But on the other hand, if I save your butt, your life belongs to me. Isn't that some kind of Indian custom?
Chakotay: Wrong tribe.
Neelix: Let me guess: you were whisked away from somewhere else in the galaxy and brought here against your will.
Captain Kathryn Janeway: It sounds as though you've heard this story before.
Neelix: Sadly yes - thousands of times. Well, hundreds of times. Maybe fifty of times.
Captain Kathryn Janeway: We're alone - in an uncharted part of the galaxy. We've already made some friends here... and some enemies. We have no idea of the dangers we're going to face. But one thing is clear: both crews are going to have to work together if we're to survive. That's why Commander Chakotay and I have agreed that this should be one crew - a Starfleet crew. And as the only Starfleet vessel assigned to the Delta Quadrant, we'll continue to follow our directive: to seek out new worlds and explore space. But our primary goal is clear. Even at maximum speeds, it would take 75 years to reach the Federation. But I'm not willing to settle for that. There's another entity like the Caretaker out there somewhere who has the ability to get us there a lot faster. We'll be looking for her. And we'll be looking for wormholes, spatial rifts, or new technologies to help us. Somewhere, along this journey, we'll find a way back.
Captain Kathryn Janeway: Gentlemen, welcome aboard Voyager.
Harry Kim: Thank you, sir!
Captain Kathryn Janeway: Mr. Kim... at ease, before you sprain something.
Harry Kim: Captain, there's something out there.
Captain Kathryn Janeway: I need a better description than that, Mister Kim!
Harry Kim: I don't know. I'm reading... I'm not sure what I'm reading.
Harry Kim: We were warned about the Ferengi at the Academy.
Quark: Warned about Ferengi, were you?
Harry Kim: That's right.
Quark: Slurs about my people at Starfleet Academy!
Harry Kim: What I meant was, I...
Quark: Here I am trying to be a cordial host, knowing how much a young officer's parents would appreciate a token of his love on the eve of a dangerous mission, and what do I get for my trouble? Scurrilous insults!
Harry Kim: You know, I think a memento for my parents would be a great idea.
Quark: Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Harry Kim: Really. One of these would, would make a great pendant for my mother.
Quark: Or cuff links for your father.
Harry Kim: Cuff links, great idea!
Quark: They're not for sale! Now, inform your commanding officer that the Federation Council can expect an official query...
Harry Kim: How much for the entire tray?
Quark: Cash or credit?
Tom Paris: [after "saving" Kim from Quark] Didn't they warn you about Ferengi at the Academy?
[Paris is flirting with the farmer's daughter on the array]
Harry Kim: Paris, she's only a hologram.
Tom Paris: No reason to be rude.
Harry Kim: Captain - if these sensors are working, we're over 70,000 light years from where we were. We're on the other side of the galaxy...
Captain Janeway: [to Chakotay] Commander, you and I have the same problem. I think it makes sense to try and solve it together, don't you?
The Doctor: This is the emergency holographic doctor speaking. I gave no permission for anyone to be transported out of sickbay.
[after everyone on the ship has vanished]
Captain Kathryn Janeway: I don't know what you need, and frankly, I don't care. I just want our people back and I want us all to be sent home.
The Caretaker: Oh, well now, aren't you contentious for a minor bipedal species.
Captain Kathryn Janeway: This minor bipedal species doesn't take kindly to being abducted!
Tom Paris: [trying to save Chakotay from the collapsing stairs] Isn't there some Indian trick where you can turn yourself into a bird and fly us outta here?
Chakotay: You're too heavy.
B'Elanna Torres: Who is she to be making these decisions for all of us?
Chakotay: She's the Captain.
Neelix: [introducing himself] Neelix. And since you're not interested in my debris, I'm delighted to know you!
Captain Kathryn Janeway: Captain Kathryn Janeway, of the Federation starship Voyager.
Neelix: A very impressive title. I have no idea what it means, but it sounds very impressive.
Tom Paris: Stadi, you're changing my mind about Betazoids.
Lieutenant Stadi: Good.
Tom Paris: Oh that wasn't a compliment. Until today, I always considered your people warm and sensual.
Lieutenant Stadi: I can be "warm and sensual."
Tom Paris: Just not to me.
Lieutenant Stadi: Do you always fly at women at warp speed, Mr. Paris?
Tom Paris: Only when they're in visual range.
Captain Kathryn Janeway: Officially, you'd be a Starfleet observer during the mission.
Tom Paris: Observer? Oh, hell, I'm the best pilot you could have!
Captain Kathryn Janeway: You'll *be* an observer. When it's over, you're cut loose.
Tom Paris: The story of my life.
Lieutenant Stadi: That's our ship - that's Voyager: Intrepid class, sustainable cruise velocity of warp factor 9.975; fifteen decks; crew complement of 141; bio-neural circuitry.
Quark: If I may say so, it's been my special pleasure to see many new officers like yourself come through these portals. Your parents must be very proud, my boy.
Harry Kim: Computer, initiate emergency medical holographic program.
[the Doctor appears]
The Doctor: [his first lines] Please state the nature of the medical emergency.
Tom Paris: Look, I know those guys told you to stay away from me; and you know what? You ought to listen to 'em. I'm not exactly a good luck charm.
Harry Kim: I don't need anyone to choose my friends for me.
Aunt Adah: Very well, since no one seems to care for any corn, we'll have to proceed ahead of schedule.
Captain Kathryn Janeway: [of Kim] I barely knew him... I never seem to have a chance to get to know any of them. I have to, um... I have to take more time to do that. It's a fine crew, and I've gotta get 'em home.
Tuvok: Captain - any action we take to protect the Ocampa would affect the balance of power in this system. The Prime Directive would seem to apply.
Captain Kathryn Janeway: Would it? We never asked to be involved, Tuvok. But we are. We are.
Tuvok: The Federation is made up of many cultures. I am Vulcan.
Neelix: Neelix. Good to meet you!
Neelix: Whatever you need is what I have to offer. You need a guide - I'm your guide. You need supplies - I know where to procure them. I have friends among races you don't even know exist. You need a cook? Oh, you haven't lived until you've tasted my Angla'bosque! It will be my job to anticipate your needs before you know you have them. And I anticipate your first need... will be me!
Chakotay: Tell one of your crackerjack Starfleet transporter chiefs to keep a lock on me.
Captain Kathryn Janeway: [of the Caretaker] If he dies, how the hell are we supposed to get home?
Toscat: We should not dwell on what's been lost, but on all that's been gained.
Kes: We've gained a talent for dependence - for simply taking what we're given!
Captain Kathryn Janeway: Did you ever consider allowing the Ocampa to care for themselves?
The Caretaker: [laughs pitifully] They're children.
Captain Kathryn Janeway: Children have to grow up. We're explorers too. Most of the species we've encountered have overcome all kinds of adversity, without a caretaker. It's the challenge of surviving on their own that helps them to evolve. Maybe your "children"... will do better than you think.
Tom Paris: [after being promoted to lieutenant] For the first time in my life I don't know what to say.
Captain Kathryn Janeway: You've earned this, Tom. I'm only sorry your father won't know.
Tom Paris: Oh, he'll know - when we get back.
Neelix: Do these, uh... replicators make clothing as well?
Neelix: Will it make me a uniform like yours?
Tuvok: No. It most certainly will not.
B'Elanna Torres: What do you think you're doing? That array is the only way we have to get back home!
Captain Kathryn Janeway: I'm aware everyone has families and loved ones at homes they want to get back to. So do I. But I'm not willing to trade the lives of the Ocampa for our convenience. We'll have to find another way home.
B'Elanna Torres: What other way home is there?
Toscat: You defied the Caretaker by going to the surface, Kes. Learn from the experience. Follow the path he has set for us.
Kes: I've learned very well, Toscat. I saw the sunlight! I can't believe that our Caretaker would forbid us to open our eyes and see the sky.
The Doctor: Hello? Sickbay to bridge? I believe someone has failed to terminate my program. Please respond.
Tom Paris: We may be stuck with you for a while, Doc.
The Doctor: There's no need for concern. I'm capable of treating any injury or disease. - No concussion, you'll be fine - in a month.
The Doctor: That's enough. This is a sickbay, not a conference room. Visiting hours are over. Everyone except my patient is to leave immediately.
Captain Kathryn Janeway: Computer, end medical holographic program.
Tom Paris: [Tom is in the Mess Hall and sees Harry at a table having what looks like a very intense conversation with Lieutenant Commander Cavit and the ship's doctor, and after ordering tomato soup from a replicator he moves over to join them but Cavit and the Doctor get up and leave] There, you see? I told you it wouldn't take long.
Harry Kim: Is it true?
Tom Paris: Was the accident my fault? Yes, pilot error. But it took me awhile to admit it.
[Tom tries some of the soup but it tastes revolting]
Tom Paris: Oh! 14 varieties and they can't even get plain tomato soup right.
Harry Kim: [Harry steers the conversation back to what he really wants to talk about] They said you falsified reports.
Tom Paris: That's right.
Harry Kim: Why?
Tom Paris: What's the difference? I lied.
Harry Kim: But then you came forward and you admitted that it was your fault?
Tom Paris: I'll tell you the truth, Harry. All I had to do was keep my mouth shut and I was home free. But I couldn't. The ghosts of those three dead officers came to me in the middle of the night and taught me the true meaning of Christmas. So I confessed. Worst mistake I ever made but not my last. After they cashiered me out of Starfleet I went out looking for a fight and found the Maquis, and on my first assignment I was caught.
Harry Kim: It must have been especially tough for you, being the son of an admiral.
Tom Paris: Frankly, I think it was tougher on my father than it was on me.
[gets up to leave]
Tom Paris: Look, I know those guys told you stay away from me. And you know what? You oughta' listen to them. I'm not exactly a good luck charm.
Harry Kim: I don't need anyone to choose my friends for me.
Captain Kathryn Janeway: That's only one of the mysteries we're dealing with, Mr. Tuvok.Take a look at this: It's virtually a desert. Not one river. Not one ocean. It has all the basic characteristics of an M-class planet except there are no nucleogenic particles in the atmosphere.
Tuvok: That would mean the planet is incapable of producing rain.
Captain Kathryn Janeway: I've studied thousands of M-class planets. I've never seen an atmosphere without nucleogenics. There must have been some kind of extradordinary environmental disaster. As soon as repairs are complete, we'll set a course for the 5th planet.