"Equinox'' Line-by-Line

JANEWAY: I'd rather not have to.

 

RANSOM: That protocol was written in the Alpha quadrant. I'm not sure that it makes much sense out here.

 

JANEWAY: The regulation stands.

 

RANSOM: Who am I to dispute protocol. Give Captain Janeway your full co-operation.

 

BURKE: Rudy...

 

Ransom: Max, that's an order. We'll get through this. If that's all, Captain, I'd like to return to my quarters and collect a few mementos.

 

JANEWAY: By all means.

 

Later in Engineering, Burke goes to the large console on the second level, access' information on the field generator and starts downloading it to his tricorder.

B'Elanna appraches.

B'Elanna: Intruder Alert. Same old Max, going through my things. That is a Command Station. It's off limits without my direct authorization.

 

BURKE: I didn't realize. You going to throw me in the Brig?

 

Torres: I think we can overlook this infraction. Can I help you with something?

 

BURKE: Just doing some homework, studying your propulsion system. There's a chance I'm going to be stuck on Voyager. I figured I better learn my way around. Maybe you could tutor me over dinner?

 

Torres: Problem is, you were never really interested in the work, or the meal. Something tells me you haven't changed.

 

BURKE: You'd be surprised. I'm not the... What did you once call me?

 

Torres: PetaQ.

 

BURKE: PetaQ I'm not the petaQ I used to be. Let me prove it to you.

 

Torres: Look, Max, don't get me wrong, it's good to see you again, but ten years.

 

Max: Tom Paris.

 

Torres: Tom Paris.

 

BURKE: You could do worse. So we still on for dinner? Just the two of us?

 

TORRES: Get going, or I'll throw you in the Brig.