MORTAL COIL

Seven: You are a peculiar creature, Neelix.
Neelix: Thank you. I think.

Seven: Their biological and technological distinctiveness was unremarkable. They were unworthy of assimilation.
Neelix: I didn't realize the Borg were so discriminating.
Seven: Why assimilate a species that would detract from perfection?
Neelix: Good point.

Tuvok: You are no longer part of the Collective. You are mortal now like the rest of us. Does that disturb you?
Seven: My connection to the Borg has been severed but the Collective still possesses my recollections, my experiences. In a sense, I will always exist.
Tuvok: Fascinating. That must be a great relief.
Seven: Yes. It is.

Chakotay: Don't throw away a lifetime of faith because of one anomalous incident. Death is still the greatest mystery there is.

Tuvok: We do not stand alone. We are in the arms of family. Father, mother, sister, brother, father's father, father's mother, father's brother, mother's brother, father's.... suffice it to say the list is extensive. We gather this day to extol the warmth and joy of those unshakable bonds. Without them we could not call ourselves complete. On this day we are thankful to be together. We do not stand alone.

Seven: You will be assimilated.
Neelix: No time for that now. Maybe later.

Neelix: Duty calls.

Neelix to Seven: It's not a mission, Seven. It's a party!

Seven about Neelix: His function in this crew is diverse.

Neelix: As long as I don't start, uh, assimilating the crew or sprouting Borg implants… I'm sure I can live with it.

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