"Future's End" Line-by-Line

(Internet's been a little slow for me the last couple days)

CHAKOTAY: I find it hard to believe a ship from the twenty-ninth century could have landed on this beach without being noticed.

 

JANEWAY: We have no idea what kind of technology they might have in the future. Maybe it's cloaked. Let's spread out. Tuvok, Paris, go check the shoreline. Chakotay and I will search the boardwalk.

 

CHAKOTAY: Well Kathryn, you got us home.

 

Janeway: Right place, wrong time. But it is good to be back, nonetheless.

 

CHAKOTAY: Maybe I should look up a few ancestors. As I recall, one of them was a schoolteacher in Arizona.

 

Janeway: I don't know what my relatives were doing this far back in history.

 

GIRL ON BLADES: Coming through. Sorry.

 

Janeway: For all I know, she could be my Great, Great, Great, Great Grandmother.

 

CHAKOTAY: She does have your legs.

 

Janeway: Have you ever been to Southern California, Chakotay?

 

CHAKOTAY: No

 

Janeway: After the Hermosa quake in 2047, this entire region sank under 200 meters of water. It became one of the worlds largest Coral Reefs, home to thousands of different marine species.

 

CHAKOTAY: Some interesting species in this century.

 

Tuvok and Paris walk along the water under the boardwalk, Tuvok scans with his tricorder.

Tuvok: The subspace readings are weaker here.

 

PARIS: Let's head up to the board walk. Ah, the sun feels great.

 

Tuvok: Thermal and Ultraviolet radiation are at hazardous levels.

 

PARIS: Lighten up, Tuvok, this was a great time and place and we're getting to see it first hand. Come on, take off your shirt.

 

Tuvok: And risk dermal displasia, no thank you.

 

PARIS: Vulcans! Deep down you're all a bunch of hypochondriacs.

 

JANEWAY: The readings are coming from over there. Ten metres. There.