"Tinker Tenor Doctor Spy" Line-by-line
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SEVEN: I suggest limiting the team members to twenty kilograms. Preliminary scans indicate the crust is dense enough to support that weight.
(Then Janeway gets up and walks around the table, brushing her hand along the back of the EMH's seat. Seven stiffens.)
(Then Janeway gets up and walks around the table, brushing her hand along the back of the EMH's seat. Seven stiffens.)
PARIS: You might try carrying a transport enhancer to the site.
NEELIX: That's not a bad idea. We'll beam the ore back to the Delta Flyer and we won't have to carry anything.
(The EMH gets another text message - Resist.)
SEVEN: I require his assistance in Astrometrics.
SEVEN: I require his assistance in Astrometrics.
SEVEN: That's none of your business.
TORRES: I think it is.
JANEWAY: Oh!
(Janeway leans over the table by the EMH, holding her back.)
(Janeway leans over the table by the EMH, holding her back.)
NEELIX: What's wrong, Captain?
JANEWAY: It's nothing, really. An old Academy injury. It flares up every now and then. I've learned to live with it, but maybe you should stay here and have a look. Right there.
(Janeway places the EMH's hand on the sacral area of her lower back. Torres stands.)
(Janeway places the EMH's hand on the sacral area of her lower back. Torres stands.)
TORRES: Get away from him.
(The EMH is roused from his reverie.)
EMH: Yes, Captain?
(I can't resist posting this)
EMH: Yes, Captain?
(I can't resist posting this)
JANEWAY: Let's talk about these demands of yours.
[Ready room]
JANEWAY: I've given you a great deal of freedom on this ship.
JANEWAY: I've given you a great deal of freedom on this ship.
EMH: I should be allowed to participate and advance according to my abilities, like any other member of this crew.
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