"Drive" Line-by-Line

[Admiral Shran]

PARIS: This race embodies everything the Federation values. Peaceful coexistence, free exchange of ideas

 

[Orac]

Janeway: I think it's a great idea.

 

[Admiral Shran]

PARIS: You do?

 

[Orac]

Tuvok: You do?

 

[Admiral Shran]

JANEWAY: Absolutely. This competition is just the sort of break we need. It would give us the chance to make some friends, and allow the crew a little R and R. Request granted.

 

[Orac]

Paris: Thank you, Captain.

 

[Admiral Shran]

JANEWAY: One thing, gentleman. Now that we're in this race, we're in it to win. After all, Starfleet's honor is at stake.

 

[Orac]

Paris: Don't worry, it's in good hands.

[Sickbay]

(The Sickbay doors open and a flashing green golf ball rolls out. Paris picks it up. Inside, the EMH is practising his putting.)

Paris: A little tip, Doc. This game was not meant to be played indoors.

 

[Enterprise1981]

PARIS: This race embodies everything the Federation values. Peaceful coexistence, free exchange of ideas...

 

[Thomas Eugene]

PARIS: This race embodies everything the Federation values. Peaceful coexistence, free exchange of ideas...

(??? - We've had those lines already ...)

EMH: Here to rub salt in the wound?

 

[Orac]

Paris: I beg your pardon?

 

[JanewayRulz!]

EMH: I planned to be putting the greens at Saint Andrews. Instead I'm putting into beakers in Sickbay, thanks to you.

 

[Orac]

Paris: Me?

 

[Thomas Eugene]

EMH: Oh, don’t be coy. I’ve already approved your time off.

 

[JanewayRulz!]

PARIS: The Captain's told you about the race already?

 

[Orac]

EMH: What race? I was referring to your romantic getaway.

 

[Admiral Shran]

PARIS: Oh, no.

 

[Orac]

EMH: Don't tell me you forgot.

 

[Admiral Shran]

PARIS: Do me a favor Doc. Keep a lock on my biosigns.

 

[Orac]

EMH: What for?