[Crewman Suder has been killed when sabotaging the ship's phasers]
Lieutenant Tuvok: I offer you a Vulcan prayer, Mr. Suder. May your death bring you the peace you never found in life.
[addressing the Captain about his unsuccessful attempt to start a fire]
Commander Chakotay: Trapped on a barren planet, and you're stuck with the only Indian in the universe who can't start a fire by rubbing two sticks together.
Seska: Why create a thoron leak if you're not hiding someone?
The Doctor: I would think it's obvious. To make you believe I was hiding someone. I've had your people crawling through the bowels of this ship for hours, looking for an intruder.
Seska: You're more talented in the art of deception than you led me to believe.
The Doctor: I was inspired by the presence of a master.
The Doctor: What am I supposed to do? Lead a revolt with the gang from Sandrine's? Conjure up holograms of Nathan Hale and Che Guevara? I'm a doctor, not a counterinsurgent.
The Doctor: [to Crewman Suder] One hologram and one sociopath may not be much of a match for the Kazon, but... we'll have to do.
The Doctor: Sticks and stones won't break my bones. So you can imagine how I feel about being called names.
[Paxim is reluctant to attack Voyager with his Talaxian ships]
Lieutenant Tom Paris: Commander Paxim, my people are counting on you. Look, no one knows Voyager like I do. I know every vulnerability, every blind spot. Don't worry, I have a plan.
Paxim: [sighs] Very well. We'll rendezvous in an hour. Paxim out.
Lieutenant Tom Paris: [to himself] One hour. I should be able to come up with some kind of plan in one hour.
Crewman Lon Suder: I'm gonna have to kill some of them.
The Doctor: It is possible. Violence might be required to retake the ship.
Crewman Lon Suder: I've worked so... so hard over the last few months, to control the violent feelings. I'm almost at peace with myself. I mean, I see the day coming when I could be.
The Doctor: Mr. Suder. If Lieutenant Tuvok were here, I know he would tell you there are times when violence is required, to defend yourself, to defend your ship... to defend your crew.
Crewman Lon Suder: Yes, there is a logical use for violence - for everyone else. For me, once it begins...
[Hogan has been killed by a Hanonian land eel]
Captain Kathryn Janeway: Hogan was a fine officer and a good man. And our job is to make sure his death is the last one for a long time. I will not let this planet destroy my crew!
Commander Chakotay: [referring to the Hanonian natives] Have you been able to tell if they have a leader?
Kes: I'd say it's the one with the claw.
Neelix: I agree. The other two seem to be trying to figure out what to make of us - in a manner of speaking, not in a culinary sense, I hope.
Captain Kathryn Janeway: Who are the fastest runners here?
B'Elanna Torres: I was on the decathlon team before I quit the Academy. The track and field coach was furious with me.
Lieutenant Tom Paris: [Tom is trying to repair his shuttle while at the same time he's under heavy attack from a Kazon Raider] Dammit! I don't have time for this!
[the Raider fires again]
Lieutenant Tom Paris: I don't have time for this! Computer. All stop.
[the shuttle stops and the Raider is now in front of it. Tom fires phasers at it until it's destroyed]
Lieutenant Tom Paris: I told you I don't have time for this.
[Tom flies the shuttle out of there]