PARTRUITION

Kim: If it works, use it.

Doctor: I'm a doctor, not a voyeur.

Neelix: I'll kill you.
Paris: It's too late. I'm betting your hair pasta already did the trick.
Janeway: Am I...discerning a personal problem here gentlemen?
Neelix: Frankly, yes Captain.
Janeway: Solve it.
Neelix: I'll find something for us (to eat). Of course, it might not meet your personal culinary standards.
Paris: Don't worry. I've learned to lower my standards since you became cook.
Kim: I'm sure they'll both be fine.
Kes: Unless they kill each other.
Neelix: I'd say it's becoming more evident that we chose the wrong cave.
Tuvok: That was my ingenious plan, Commander.
Neelix: I don't know how it is in your quadrant, but in mine, we don't abandon a newborn...thing.
Paris: Nothing personal...but I just don't have an affinity for hair in my food.

Paris: Everything you heard those guys saying about me...well, it's true. But it's not who I am anymore... at least not who I want to be. This upside-down mission to the wrong side of the galaxy has given me a second chance. And I don't intend to blow it.

Paris: And as far as I'm concerned, I'll just be her friend... I mean if you don't mind.
Neelix: I don't pick Kes's friends for her. Just my own.

Paris: If you hear muffled screams consider that a request for a beam-out.

Doctor to Kes: Throughout history men have fought over the love of a woman. Why I can quote you autopsy reports from duels as far back as 1538.

Paris to Kes: I’m famous for my dirty tricks you know.

Paris: This upside down mission to the wrong side of the galaxy has given me a second chance. And I don’t intend to blow it.

Janeway: Set course to Planet Hell, Commander.

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