How many times have we been in a position of refusing to interfere when some kind of disaster threatened an alien culture?
The Alpha Quadrant still largely unexplored.
You're no match for Arachnia.
At ease before you sprain something.
Go back to hell, coward.
I beg your pardon?
The one that's made of binding principles.
All hands, brace for impact.
We're a long way from Starfleet Lieutenant. I'm not about to waste fifteen months because we've run into a bunch of bullies.
We've come fifteen thousand light-years. We haven't been stopped by temporal anomalies, warp core breaches, or hostile aliens, and I am damned if I'm going to be stopped by a nebula.
I don't believe we've been introduced. I'm Captain Janeway.
I didn't come here to debate your decision. I came here to inform you of the consequences.
This isn't a democracy Chakotay. I can't run this ship by consensus.
It was a very different time Mister Kim.
Computer, end program.
I don't know about the rest of ya, but I feel lucky today.
Think of this as your first away mission doctor.
Dismissed. That's a Starfleet expression for "Get out".
We've got to get this ship armed and ready in under two hours. We're going to war.
Hail Starfleet Command.
I can understand your hesitation, but there are three lives at stake.
Speaking of risks. Are you ready to try some home cooking?
Then I guess I am alone after all.
Command Override, Janeway Pi 1-1-0.
Keep me posted.
Any unexpected lifesigns down there Commander?
Very well, I'll look into it.
Ma'am is acceptable in a crunch, but I prefer Captain.
Good work Commander. In the future, if I have any questions about mating behavior, I'll know where to go.
Computer, mute audio.
Put it on screen.
Open a channel.
Because he's been programmed to do that.
Report for duty.
You are security chief. Don't 13 department heads report to you everyday?
Mister Paris, set a course...for home.
All stop. Shields up.
Captain's log. Stardate 48439.7. As we maintain a course back to the Alpha Quadrant. We're conducting what would normally be routine maintenance to the ship. Routine that is, if we had access to a starbase.
Captain's log. Stardate 48658.2. We successfully left orbit without further interference from the Kazon. Commander Chakotay was injured, but is recovering from his wounds.
Captain's log. Stardate 48735.9. We have returned to the coordinates where we ejected the warp core and have successfully retrieved it. Now, we're hoping the Doctor will be able to successfully reintegrate Commander Chakotay's consciouness.
Captain's log. Stardate 48846.5. Ordinarily, the loss of a gel pack would be a minor inconvenience, but here in the Delta Quadrant, it's a reminder of the precarious nature of our journey.
Ensign, despite Starfleet protocol, I don't like being addressed as sir.
I'm Kathryn Janeway of the Federation Starship Voyager.
Yes Neelix. We've received a subspace message from an approaching vessel. They're asking for you.