"Body and Soul" Line-by-Line

[Athena28]

SEVEN: We should proceed.

 

[Enterprise1981]

EMH: You're saving my life. I want you to know how grateful I am.

 

[BlueStuff]

SEVEN: Try to remember that the next time you're tempted to overindulge.

 

[Enterprise1981]

[Lokirrim ship - medical bay]

JARYN: The photonic's viral weapon attacks the cerebral cortex. Within days, the victim suffers complete synaptic failure.

 

[BlueStuff]

EMH-SEVEN: Well, if we can't stop the virus, we may be able to slow its progress. We need to synthesise a neural inhibitor. Forgive me, but aren't you the ship's tactical officer?

 

[Enterprise1981]

JARYN: Tactical officer, medic, engineer. We've lost nearly a third of our crew to the photonics.

 

[Athena28]

EMH-SEVEN: Hmm. You certainly know your way around a medical bay. You may have missed your true calling.

 

[Enterprise1981]

JARYN: Actually, Emmik always thought I'd become a teacher. He used to call me the little professor.

 

[JanewayRulz!]

EMH-SEVEN: Who's Emmik?

 

[BlueStuff]

JARYN: The photonic who helped raise my brother and me. He knew more about treating scrapes and bruises than any organic Doctor I ever met.

 

[Admiral Shran]

EMH-SEVEN: Sounds like someone I'd enjoy meeting.

 

[Alienesse]

JARYN: Maybe, before he joined the insurgency.

 

[Admiral Shran]

EMH-SEVEN: Why did he do that?

 

[Alienesse]

JARYN: I ask myself that question every day. We never treated him like a servant, but he turned against us anyway.

 

[Admiral Shran]

EMH-SEVEN: Is it possible he felt subjugated?

 

[Alienesse]

JARYN: I don't see how. He lived his own life, pursued his own interests. He was part of our family. At least I thought he was. We should get back to the patient.

 

[Admiral Shran]

EMH-SEVEN: It could take up to a day to determine if the inhibitor is working.

 

[Alienesse]

JARYN: Thank you.

 

[Admiral Shran]

EMH-SEVEN: Don't thank me, thank my ship's doctor. He taught me everything I know about medicine. And remember, he was a photonic. Actually, you have a lot in common with him. He was something of a Jack-of-all-trades, too. I suspect you'd have gotten along famously. I'm certain he would've taken a liking to you.

 

[BlueStuff]

[Tuvok's quarters]

PARIS: Your neurotransmitters aren't absorbing the medication.