"Future's End" Line-by-Line

BUTCH: Porter, they're coming! Feds.

 

PORTER: How many?

 

BUTCH: Three cars and a chopper. Two miles up Edgemile Road.

 

PORTER: This is it, men. Get into position behind the house. Butch and me will take these two. Looks like your friends out there still believe in violence. Too bad for you.

 

RAIN: Let's recap. UFO in orbit, laser pistols, people vanishing. I've seen every episode of Mission Impossible. You're not secret agents.

 

PARIS: I told you, I can't talk about it.

 

RAIN: You can't keep a girl from hypothesizing. I'm a scientist, I'm thinking, I'm thinking alternate dimension, and close encounter.

 

PARIS: Whatever.

 

RAIN: Talk about a motley crew. We have "The Doctor", a guy with the worst, worst taste in clothing I have ever seen. Tuvok, what a freakosaurus. Has the guy ever tried to smile?

 

PARIS: Not that I can recall.

 

RAIN: And you, Tom Paris. Sexy, in a Howdy-Doody sort of way. Pretty goofy, although sometimes I think you're the smartest man I've ever met. All this running around you do, your mission, you're so dedicated, you know, like you care about something more than just your own little life.

 

PARIS: Is that so unusual?

 

RAIN: Yeah. Whoa, I missed the turn.

 

[Chronowerx - Timeship]

COMPUTER: SATCOM 47 activated.

 

DUNBAR: Engage Starling location sweep.

 

COMPUTER: Sweep underway.

 

[Sickbay]
(Starling is beamed away)

[Bridge]
TUVOK (over comm): We're in Arizona. Chakotay and Torres are thirty kilometres north east of Phoenix.

 

JANEWAY: Good. Get to them as soon as you can.

 

KIM: Captain, there's a transport in progress.

 

JANEWAY: What?