YEAR OF HELL, Pt 1 & 2

Annorax: Time is patient. So we must be patient with it.

Doctor: Who would have thought that this eclectic group of voyagers could actually become a family. Starfleet, Maquis, Klingon, Talaxian, hologram, Borg... even Mr. Paris

Janeway: With all due respect, unless you've got something bigger in your torpedo tubes, I'm not turning around.
Krenim commandant: Surrender now and I will forego the execution of your crew.
Janeway: I don't respond well to threats.

Janeway: Something on your mind?
Chakotay: Yes, but you're not going to like it.
Janeway: That's never stopped you before.

Janeway: Abandon ship? The answer is no. I'm not breaking up the family, Chakotay. We're stronger as a team. One crew, one ship. The moment we split apart we lose the ability to pool our talents. We become vulnerable. We'll get picked off one by one. Now I say we make our stand together. As long as Voyager's in one piece, we stay.
Chakotay: To be honest, I wasn't too fond of the idea myself.

Torres: Go ahead and ask your stupid question before I pass out and you don't have anybody to play with.

Janeway: The Titanic? As I recall, it sank.
Paris: Let's just say I've made a few improvements.

Tuvok: Hold your position and wait for my arrival.
Seven: Arrive quickly.

Janeway: What's important is we're together working toward a single goal... survival.

Janeway: This is the captain of Voyager. You may have noticed we have a defense against your torpedoes now. I suggest you stand down.
Tuvok: No response.
Janeway: Their mistake. Bring the ship about. We're going through their space whether they like it or not.

Janeway: I promised myself that I would never give this order. That I would never break up this family. But asking you to stay would be asking you to die.

Janeway: Space, the great unknown. Only now we’re going to know it a little better.

Janeway to Chakotay: You have the bridge…what’s left of it.

Kim: Enough trivia for now.

Janeway: Where are my men? about Tom Paris and Chakotay

Annorax: You have no idea how you've complicated my mission.
Paris: Glad to hear it.

Seven: It is offensive. Fortunately, taste is irrelevant.

Chakotay: You've been at this for 200 years, Annorax. What makes you think you're ever going to succeed?
Annorax: What makes you think Voyager will reach Earth? The odds against you are astronomical. Yet you keep trying.
Chakotay: You're right but we don't destroy everything that stands in our way.

Janeway: Oh, why do I get the feeling you're testing me, Voyager?

Doctor: As Chief Medical Officer I have the authority to relieve you of your command.
Janeway: Try it and I'll shut down your program.
Doctor: Captain Kathryn Janeway, under Starfleet Medical Regulation 121, Section A, I the Chief Medical Officer do hereby relieve you of your active command effective immediately. Have a seat.
Janeway: You'll have a hell of a time keeping me confined. You better grab a phaser because before I give command, you'll have to shoot me.

Paris: To quote a long lost friend of mine: It seemed logical.

Chakotay: You're not doing anything against Annorax. That's an order.
Paris: What are you going to do? Take away my holodeck privileges?
Chakotay: Either we maintain our command structure or else we settle our differences the old-fashioned way.

Chakotay: You don't have the right.
Annorax: To fight for what is mine? That's not for you to decide. Only time can pronounce judgment against me.

Janeway: Oh, there's fight in Voyager yet. It's still got temporal shielding. Six photon torpedoes. It'll hold together. Besides... you know the adage. Captain goes down with the ship, right?
Tuvok: Given Voyager's damaged state, the probability of your surviving an armed conflict is marginal.
Janeway: Oh, I know the odds. But I have to stay. Voyager's done too much for us.
Tuvok: Curious. I have never understood the human compulsion to emotionally bond with inanimate objects. This vessel has done nothing. It is an assemblage of bulkheads, conduits, tritanium, nothing more.
Janeway: Oh but you're wrong. It's much more than that. This ship has been our home. It has kept us together. It has been part of our family. As illogical as this might sound, I feel as close to Voyager as I do to any other member of my crew. It has carried us, Tuvok. Even nurtured us. And right now, it needs one of us.
Tuvok: Live long and prosper, Captain.
Janeway: Same to you, old friend.

Janeway: Time's up.
Annorax: I suppose I can make the time.

Janeway: Would you rather have an indoor nebula?

Tuvok: Remember this guideline: the captain is always right.

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