COMPUTER: There are fourteen varieties of tomato soup available from this replicator. With rice, with vegetables, Bolian style, with pasta, with...
PARIS: Hot. Hot, plain, tomato soup. (Paris takes the bowl and goes to sit by Kim. The doctor and Cavit get up and walk away.) Fourteen varieties, and they can't plain tomato soup right. There, you see? I told you it wouldn't take long.
Paris: Was the accident my fault? Yes. Pilot error. But it took me a while to admit it. Oh, fourteen varieties and they can't even get plain tomato soup right.
Paris: I'll tell you the truth, Harry. All I had to do was keep my mouth shut and I was home free. But I couldn't. The ghosts of those 3 dead officers came to me in the middle of the night and taught me the true meaning of Christmas. So I confessed. Worst mistake I've ever made, but not my last. After they cashiered me out of Starfleet, I went out looking for a fight and found The Maquis, and on my first assignment, I was caught.
Paris: Frankly, I think it was tougher on my father than it was on me. Look, I know those guys told you to stay away from me; and you know what, you ought to listen to them. I'm not exactly a good luck charm.
[Bridge] (Voyager sweeps between plasma streamers as Paris enters. Janeway and Cavit are at the Tactical station.) ROLLINS: Plasma storms were measured at levels three and four.
Janeway: The Cardassians gave us the last known heading of the Maquis ship, and we have charts of the plasma storm activity the day it disappeared. With a little help, we might be able to approximate its course.