- Clown: How am I supposed to negotiate if I don't know what you're thinking?
- The Doctor: I have a very trustworthy face.
- Clown: You show remarkable trust, Captain. How could you be so sure I would keep my word?
- Captain Kathryn Janeway: I've known fear. It's a very healthy thing, most of the time. You warn us of danger, remind us of our limits, protect us from carelessness. I've learned to trust fear.
- Clown: Finally someone who appreciates me! Am I blushing?
- [last lines]
- Clown: What will become of us? Of me?
- Captain Kathryn Janeway: Like all fear, you eventually... vanish.
- Clown: I'm afraid.
- Captain Kathryn Janeway: [whispers] I know.
- Clown: Drat.
- Clown: Well, you certainly know how to bring a party to a halt.
- The Doctor: I don't get out very much.
- Captain Kathryn Janeway: Isn't there more to fear than a simple demand to exist? Why do people enjoy dangerous sports, or holodeck adventures with the safety off? Why, after all these centuries, do children still ride on rollercoasters?
- The Doctor: Fear can provide pleasure. To seek fear is to seek the boundaries of one's sensory experience.
- Captain Kathryn Janeway: But what does fear seek... at the end of the ride?
- Captain Kathryn Janeway: You know as well as I do that fear only exists for one purpose: to be conquered.
- Little Woman: You're new.
- Ensign Harry Kim: Yes, we are.
- Little Woman: Where are you from?
- Lieutenant B'Elanna Torres: Another town.
- Little Woman: There aren't any other towns.
- Captain Kathryn Janeway: All we have to do now... is decide how to negotiate with... an emotion, with a manifestation... of fear.
- Clown: [of Janeway] Who is SHE to tell me what I have to do?
- The Doctor: She's the one out there with the off switch in her hand.
- Lieutenant B'Elanna Torres: There is no way an artificial intelligence can replace actual brain functions.
- The Doctor: I'll choose not to take that personally, Lieutenant.
- [the crew on Voyager has failed to shut down the Clown's environment]
- Captain Kathryn Janeway: We've lost.
- Clown: We've won! We've won! We've won! Start the music! Start the music! Celebration! Celebration! Celebration!
- Captain Kathryn Janeway: Would you be honest with me?
- Clown: Fear is the most honest of all emotions, Captain.
- Captain Kathryn Janeway: I'm not Captain Janeway.
- Clown: Could have fooled me.
- Captain Kathryn Janeway: I'm afraid I did.
- Captain Kathryn Janeway: As I understand it, it takes a few minutes before you become aware of my thoughts. Is that true?
- Clown: An eternity of anticipation!
- Captain Kathryn Janeway: And then what happens?
- Clown: And then the fun begins.
- Ensign Harry Kim: Look, I'm trying to prepare for an important performance.
- Lieutenant Tom Paris: Oh, really? Are we scheduled to rendezvous with the Delta Quadrant Symphony Orchestra?
- [Kim practices his clarinet when his adjacent neighbor, Ensign Baytart, knocks against the wall]
- Ensign Harry Kim: It's the darn fluid conduits running through the walls. They conduct sound. You'd think when they designed this thing, they would have...
- Lieutenant Tom Paris: This ship was built for combat performance, Harry, not musical performance. Nobody figured we'd be taking any long trips.
- Ensign Harry Kim: Where am I supposed to practice?
- Lieutenant Tom Paris: How about cargo bay?
- Ensign Harry Kim: Bad acoustics.
- Lieutenant Tom Paris: We could get Baytart transferred to the night shift.
- Ensign Harry Kim: [snickers] Couldn't do that - could we?
- Lieutenant Tom Paris: So now you have an excuse to give your mother why you didn't practice while you were gone.
- [Kim and Torres walk through a throng of artists and jugglers]
- Ensign Harry Kim: Uh... excuse me. We're trying to find some friends.
- Clown: Well, that shouldn't be difficult. We're all friends here.
- Lieutenant Tuvok: Fear is the most primitive, the most primordial of biological responses.
- Captain Kathryn Janeway: The ability to recognize danger, to fight it or run away from it, that's what fear gives us, but... when fear holds you hostage... how do you make it let go?
- Clown: [to Harry and B'Elanna] If you leave, one of them will die! One of them will die. Try it and see. If you leave...
- [points at the Kohl physician]
- Clown: ...he dies.
- Viorsa: He can do it. He's already killed two of our colleagues.
- Lieutenant B'Elanna Torres: How is that possible?
- Clown: I cut off their heads.
- Lieutenant B'Elanna Torres: But none of this is real!
- Clown: Of course it's real. It's as real as a nightmare.
- Ensign Harry Kim: The two we found dead both suffered from massive heart attacks.
- Clown: Heart attack. Now, what might cause a heart attack? Hmm. Unmanageable stress, perhaps? Unmanageable fear? The fear of losing a head, perhaps?
- Ensign Harry Kim: You scared them to death.
- [the Clown takes a bow]
- Viorsa: I deeply regret very much what has happened to you. You came to help. You didn't deserve this. I regret so many things.
- Ensign Harry Kim: Look, we don't have time for regret. My people are working on a way right now to get us out of here, and we have to help them if we can.
- Viorsa: You'll leave hope behind after a few months of this.
- [the Clown laughs hysterically with the executioner]
- Ensign Harry Kim: Why does he do it?
- Physician: We're his canvas, his blocks of marble. With us he practices his ghastly art.
- Clown: [the Clown surprises Harry and the Kohl survivors by suddenly appearing in front of them] Thinking about escape, are we, Harry? Naughty, naughty. I don't like those thoughts. We're gonna have to do something about them.
- Programmer: He's new. He can't help thinking about getting out.
- Clown: He can! You don't think about it anymore!
- [something occurs to him]
- Clown: Oh, but he's new... and you're old. New and old. Old and... new. Well, then the answer is to simply... make you old, Harry.
- [laughs evilly at Harry, transformed into a feeble old man]
- Clown: Are you afraid of growing old, Harry? Is that what you fear? Being cared for by nurses?
- Little Woman: [dressed like a nurse and with a medicine bottle, she puts a spoon to Harry's mouth] Time for your medicine.
- Clown: You don't like being helpless, do you Harry? You like to take care of yourself. Yes, I know how you hate to feel like the baby on the crew.
- [laughs hysterically at Harry, now transformed into a crying baby that he cradles in his arms]
- Clown: Oh-ho-ho... Ohh, what's the matter, Harry? Oh, does my costume frighten you, huh? Oh-ho-ho...
- Spectre: [leans into Harry's face] Coochie-coo.
- Clown: He-he-he, yeah... Oh, look at little Harry fly.
- [the Clown starts throwing a bawling Harry up and down like a plaything]
- Clown: Whew! Whew, there he goes! Whew! Whee!
- [laughs then loses interest]
- Clown: All right, that's enough.
- [Harry's suddenly back to being an adult and the Clown starts cackling again]
- Ensign Harry Kim: This is not reality. It's an illusion.
- Clown: When your only reality is an illusion, then illusion is a reality.
- [snaps a finger]
- Ensign Harry Kim: Like the man said... "The only thing we have to fear is fear itself."
- Clown: N'aw, I thought we were gonna be friends. Didn't want to do this, Harry.
- [off-screen someone places surgical gloves on the Clown]
- Clown: No, I didn't want to bring this up in front of the others, but, uh, I know what really scares you. I know when you were nine, your parents took you to that colony - radiation disaster - humanitarian mission. You visited a hospital. You remember.
- [laughs]
- Ensign Harry Kim: [with realization] No.
- Clown: [as some of the clowns wheel a gurney in and bundle Harry onto it] You wandered off by yourself where you weren't supposed to be.
- Ensign Harry Kim: [to himself while the clowns tie Harry down with straps and manacles] The only thing we have to fear is fear itself.
- Clown: You saw people and things you weren't supposed to see - sick and dying. Keep repeating "The only thing we have to fear is fear itself."
- [he leads the other clowns to repeat, like a demented chorus]
- Clown: And how about, "There's no place like home. There's nooo place like home."
- [laughs manically as Harry can't hide his terror anymore]
- Clown: Try clicking your heels together three times. Oh, but your legs are restrained, aren't they, just like that little girl you saw on the operating table?
- [the others place a surgical mask on the Clown and hand him a scalpel]
- Clown: The doctor called for a scalpel... she looked at you... and her face filled with fear. Fear. Fear. Fear. DO YOU REMEMBER?
- [Harry screams his lungs out as the Clown prepares to cut an incision through his chest]
- Captain Kathryn Janeway: If we can't remove the hostages from the environment, then we might be able to remove the environment from the hostages.
- Spectre: Bravo! Bravo!
- Clown: Go away! I want to be alone.
- Spectre: You're RUINING the festival.
- Little Woman: Don't be a poop!
- Clown: I CAN'T help it! I'm feeling sorry for myself.
- Little Woman: Well, don't take it out on us.
- Spectre: Take it out on THEM.
- Clown: [glancing at Harry and the hostages] You people... you wonderful people... my friends, you do know how to make a man feel better, don't you? Okay, then, what shall we play?