Discussion in 'Voyager' started by leandar, May 30, 2013.
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.
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: 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?
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.
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