- B'Elanna Torres: I've reconfigured the Doctor's optical sensors, and as soon as they're aligned he should be able to detect the microwave signature of the portals.
- The Doctor: Then I can begin my new career as a tricorder.
- B'Elanna Torres: You don't think I'm hostile, do you?
- Harry Kim: I, uh... wouldn't describe you that way, no...
- B'Elanna Torres: I know that I have a temper, but that doesn't mean that I'm always hostile, does it?
- Harry Kim: [nervous giggle] No, of course not.
- B'Elanna Torres: I am forthright, I speak my mind; that is very different from being hostile.
- Harry Kim: [tensely] Very different.
- B'Elanna Torres: [tetchily] And if someone described me that way, they'd be way off the mark, wouldn't they?
- Harry Kim: [nervously] Way off.
- B'Elanna Torres: Then why do you look like you're afraid for your life?
- [Torres and Paris have fled into a snow-covered wasteland]
- Lieutenant B'Elanna Torres: My hands are completely numb.
- Lieutenant Tom Paris: Here.
- [warms her hands]
- Lieutenant Tom Paris: I would have thought all that hot Klingon blood would have kept you warm.
- Lieutenant B'Elanna Torres: [shivering] Shows how much you know about Klingons. They have much less tolerance for the cold than humans do.
- Lieutenant Tom Paris: Really? I thought that was Cardassians.
- Lieutenant B'Elanna Torres: No, they just complain about it more.
- Lieutenant Tom Paris: On your feet now, Torres! That's an order!
- Lieutenant B'Elanna Torres: You can't give me orders. We're the same rank.
- Lieutenant Tom Paris: I am a bridge officer, and I have seniority.
- Lieutenant B'Elanna Torres: Oh, yeah, by about two days.
- Lieutenant Tom Paris: No. No. On your feet, now! Come on, you've been wanting to take a swing at me for days. Now's your chance.
- Lieutenant B'Elanna Torres: You're just trying to get me moving.
- Lieutenant Tom Paris: You WILL keep moving, or do I have to throw you over my shoulder and carry you out?
- Lieutenant B'Elanna Torres: Don't even try it.
- Jarlath: The last inhabitants of this environment had no concept of a barter system, but you strike me as a much more, uh... uh, sophisticated group.
- Captain Kathryn Janeway: If there were people here before us, maybe we could get out the same way.
- Jarlath: Oh, I... I don't think you'd like their method of escape. Uh, they all died from a plague.
- Captain Kathryn Janeway: Something about this is wrong, I can smell it. Look at us, running around the ship, checking sensors and spinning theories while the Nyrians slowly replace our crew. Consider this: there has been a consistent interval of nine minutes and twenty seconds between these exchanges. At that rate, our entire crew'll be gone in eighteen hours. Tell me that doesn't put a knot in your stomach.
- Commander Chakotay: How do you like your first day as Chief of Security, Ensign?
- Ensign Lang: It's everything I dreamed of, sir.
- Commander Chakotay: Who says there's no room for advancement on this ship?
- [last lines]
- [Tom and B'Elanna sunbathe on the holodeck. As B'Elanna speaks, Tom recognizes her references to both their recent arctic adventure and their rocky, sometime icy romantic relationship]
- B'Elanna Torres: Things were pretty chilly there for a while.
- Lieutenant Tom Paris: I guess they were.
- B'Elanna Torres: Feels good to be warm again.
- Lieutenant Tom Paris: Yeah. Sure does.
- Commander Chakotay: I want access to all systems restricted to authorized voice prints only. Seal off any part of the ship that we're not using, and place security force fields around sensitive areas - warp core, armory, torpedo bays - and let's hope I'm just being paranoid.
- The Doctor: Lieutenant, I haven't seen any sign of a portal. Frankly, I'm getting tired of this.
- Lieutenant B'Elanna Torres: Holograms don't get tired. Keep looking.