Namon: If you don't wrestle your trembles to rages, Ally, the Nemesis will nullify you.
Namon: You don't fathom the Nemesis.
Chakotay: No. I suppose I don't.
Chakotay: This isn't my war. I'm not planning on shooting anybody.
Brone: If we greet the Nemesis in the trunks, you'll fire like the rest. As long as you're with us, you'll do my telling. Fathom?
Chakotay: Fathom.
Chakotay: The point is even though I believed in what we were doing, I always felt fear before a fight.
Rafin: But you wrestled your trembles to rages, didn't you?
Chakotay: I guess I did.
Brone: Keep your tops low and your glimpses wide.
Tuvok: You are a scientist. An explorer. You are not a killer.
Doctor: I'd say they had you so mixed up they could have convinced you your own mother was a turnip.
Chakotay: I cared about the Vori but I hated the Kradin. I wanted to kill everyone of them.
Janeway: Evidently that was the point.
Chakotay: I wish it were as easy to stop hating as it was to start.
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