KIM: That could be a problem. We're pretty far away from replacements right now. (The EMH gives one man a hypo then hands it to Kim.)
EMH: Tricorder. (Kim hands off his own tricorder) Medical tricorder. A replacement must be requested as soon as possible. I am programmed only as a short-term emergency supplement to the medical team.
EMH: There's no need for concern. I am capable of treating any injury or disease. No concussion. You'll be fine. Clean him up.
ROLLINS (over comm): Bridge to Janeway. We're being scanned by the array, Captain. It's penetrated our shields.
JANEWAY: What kind of scan? Bridge? Janeway to Bridge, respond. (Carey vanishes.) JANEWAY: Initiate emergency lock-off. (Janeway vanishes.)
[Sickbay] (Kim and Paris help a man onto a biobed as the EMH examines a woman on the next one.) EMH: You're not seriously hurt. You can return to your station. (She starts to sit up and vanishes. Then everyone else vanishes too.)
EMH: This is the Emergency Holographic Doctor speaking. I gave no permission for anyone to be transported out of Sickbay. Hello? Sickbay to Bridge. I believe someone has failed to terminate my programme. Please respond.
[Farm] (The corn is as high as Kim's eye. Palomino ponies graze. A middle-aged woman comes off the verandah of a big white clapboard house carrying a tray.) AUNT ADAH: Come up here. Come on, now. I have a pitcher of lemonade and some sugar cookies. (Every crew person has a tricorder.)
JANEWAY: (Looks at her tricorder) Don't believe your eyes, Mister Paris. We've only transported a hundred kilometres. We're inside the array.