Five-Minute "Year of Hell"
Annorax: This episode begins with me, the villain. Am I bad or what? Huh? Huh?
Janeway: I love what you've done with Astrometrics. Where'd you get the idea?
Krenim: My ship sucks now, but I'll be back.
Zaal: "Day 4"? What's that day for?
Krenim: I'm back with a bigger ship!
Obrist: Our last evil time incursion thing was a big success.
Paris: (over the comm) Deck 5's gonna blow!
Chakotay: I suggest that we all take the wimpy little escape pods and run.
Kim: We're stuck, so let's do trivia. What was the name of Zefram Cochrane's Phoenix?
Paris: I've come up with a brilliant defense system based on an overconfident, badly-designed ship that sank on its first voyage.
Doc: Hurry up and treat these extras! Idiot! Moron! Fool!
Tuvok: I see you found a live torpedo in the hull.
Chakotay: Happy birthday. Have a watch.
Seven: Look, you really should let me help you shave.
Janeway: Ha ha! I've got mighty time shields now! In your face!
Annorax: Okay, let's wipe out another race. See if you can find one whose name starts with G.
Krenim: And then we'll carve up your hull and use it for--
Obrist: Uh oh... some ship with time shields messed with our plan.
Seven: My guess is somebody's changing history, and our time shields protected us from the changes.
Annorax: (over the comm) You! What are "time shields"? I mean, prepare to die.
Janeway: Time for a speech. (ahem) Ladies and gentlemen of the crew... we're so royally screwed it's not funny. Get lost.
Kim: Uh oh, some nebulous gases got into the lower decks!
Doc: Get some rest.
Annorax: ....and so you see, I'm really just misunderstood.
Janeway: I've had enough of this whiny nebula. We leave tomorrow.
Chakotay: I suggest we erase this comet from time.
Janeway: Uh oh, meteors! I'd better get horribly burned saving the ship.
Doc: Get some rest.
Janeway: Hey, it's that watch Chakotay made for me. I'll wear it on my belt.
Paris: I think we should start a mutiny.
Annorax: Let's wipe out that species.
Chakotay: He told me more of his tragic past, but it wasn't enough. Start the mutiny.
Captain's Log: Paris sent us a message, so we're heading off to our probable doom. Yay!
Janeway: Okay, everybody but me should go to other ships in our ragtag fleet.
Annorax: Here comes Voyager. Fire!
Janeway: His ship is vulnerable. I think I'll ram it.
Janeway: Hello, friendly Krenim. Isn't it nice how we weren't at each other's throats for 257 days?
Annorax's Wife: Hi, honey. Isn't it nice how you didn't become a megalomaniac?
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