B'Elanna: I overslept this morning because I forgot to tell the computer to wake me. And then the acoustic inverter in my sonic shower blew out...
Paris: That'll make your hair stand on end.
B'Elanna: (after dumping the warp core) Welcome to the worst day in my life.
Neelix: (making offer to Torres) When you're angry, come see me. Call me names. Insult me. Question my parentage. I won't take it personally. And you won't need to keep things bottled up inside anymore.
Paris: Why is it we have to be beamed into space in environmental suits before I can initiate first contact procedures?
B'Elanna: Why is it when we're alone for more than thirty seconds you start thinking about contact?
Paris: That's not fair. The other day in engineering I must have gone...four minutes before I started thinking about it.
B'Elanna: Let me access your controls.
Paris: I thought you'd never ask.
B'Elanna: Bring on the blood pie...
Seven: This crew is inefficient and contentious, but it is capable of surprising acts of compassion.