- Harry Kim: Bad day at the office?
- B'Elanna Torres: Bad night with Tom Paris. - You're his best friend, right?
- Harry Kim: So he tells me.
- B'Elanna Torres: So maybe you can explain why every time he finds a new hobby, I go right out the airlock.
- Harry Kim: I wouldn't take it personally. The Ferengi call it the Five Stages of Acquisition: Infatuation, Justification, Appropriation, Obsession and Resale. Seems like you've only got one stage left before he loses interest in that ship, and he's all yours again.
- B'Elanna Torres: Until the next infatuation.
- [last lines]
- Tom Paris: From now on, I promise, no more affairs with strange ships.
- B'Elanna Torres: What about the Delta Flyer?
- Tom Paris: We're just friends.
- B'Elanna Torres: I'm not sure how I feel about getting inside Tom's head.
- The Doctor: Maybe you'll be able to explain a few things when you get back.
- B'Elanna Torres: So, I finally get to meet the other woman.
- Tom Paris: Well, don't be too critical; she's a long way from finished.
- B'Elanna Torres: When have you ever known me to be critical?
- Tom Paris: [laughs] Is that a trick question?
- Seven of Nine: Cultural artifacts.
- Neelix: According to Abaddon, they're lost treasures of the Delta Quadrant. If you ask me, they're worthless trinkets.
- Seven of Nine: [examining one of the artifacts] Perhaps not. This crystal is beryllium.
- Neelix: Valuable?
- Seven of Nine: Beryllium is the standard currency in spatial grid 5-3-9. There are species that would trade an entire fleet of starships for this "trinket."
- Neelix: If Abaddon knew about this, he'd never have traded it for a few plasma couplings. Maybe I should return it.
- Seven of Nine: Need I remind you: "All trades are final."
- The Doctor: [to Tom Paris] You'll need a few days to fully recover. Think you can manage to stay off your feet for that long?
- B'Elanna Torres: If he doesn't, I'll break his legs.
- The Doctor: [to Tom] Well, then. I'll leave you to B'Elanna's tender mercies.
- Abaddon: Welcome to Abaddon's Repository of Lost Treasures. Whether you're in the mood to buy or simply browse, we're always open. Take a look. You may find something you never knew you wanted.
- [first lines]
- Tom Paris: All right, all right, hold on - if you were married in 2304 and your daughter was conceived during your eleventh pon farr, that would make you... 162 years old.
- Tuvok: Incorrect.
- Harry Kim: Come on, Tom, the man's not a day over 140. We know you were at least 100 when you joined Starfleet the second time, so I'm guessing you're around... 133?
- Tuvok: Also incorrect. I'm afraid you both lack sufficient data to reach a logical conclusion.
- Tom Paris: Come on, Tuvok, tell us.
- Tuvok: I see no reason to enlighten you.
- Harry Kim: Don't tell me Vulcans are embarrassed about their age.
- Tuvok: On the contrary. We value the wisdom that comes with advancing years.
- Tom Paris: In that case, how *wise* are you?
- Tuvok: Wise enough to end this inquiry.
- Tom Paris: Look at those lines. It's a work of art. That ship wasn't assembled, it was sculpted. I think I'm in love...
- [on seeing 'Alice' for the first time]
- Neelix: There's nothing like having your own ship. I remember when I first laid eyes on my little freighter, Baxial.
- Tom Paris: No, don't tell me - love at first sight!
- Neelix: Actually, I thought she was the ugliest thing I ever saw.
- [both laugh]
- Neelix: But she grew on me. Eventually, I, I couldn't imagine being without her. You know, she's still down in the shuttle bay. Why don't we get her and Alice together and go on a double date?
- Tom Paris: Yeah. You pack the picnic basket, I'll bring the deuterium.
- [Paris tells Alice about his very first flight experience]
- Tom Paris: ...But then... came this moment of clarity, when suddenly everything made sense.
- Alice: The clouds parted.
- Tom Paris: I was flying! - No matter how many starships I've piloted since then, I'm still chasing that feeling.
- Alice: Tomorrow you'll catch it. Only this time, there won't be any clumsy controls to get in the way. Just you - me - and the stars.
- Tom Paris: I'm sorry - for everything.
- B'Elanna Torres: It wasn't your fault.
- Tom Paris: But I remember all of it - everything I said, everything I did... It was like I was sleepwalking.
- B'Elanna Torres: The important thing is, you woke up.
- Tom Paris: Yeah... Thanks for being my alarm clock.
- Tom Paris: Congratulations, Tuvok. You just saved us from a flotilla of hostile trash.
- [after Tuvok has raised shields and charged weapons against a junkyard]
- Abaddon: She doesn't like being manhandled.
- Neelix: Temperamental?
- Abaddon: Sensitive. She demands respect, like any fine piece of machinery.
- Lt. Tom Paris: Sounds like you're sorry to let her go.
- Abaddon: Well, in some ways, she's like the daughter that I couldn't marry off - but that doesn't mean I'd trade her to just anyone.