There's Incorrect Quotes in that Nebula

Janeway: Captain’s Log: I’m going to go LARP as a Victorian governess before I cut a bitch.

Miss Templeton: Welcome to Lord Burleigh’s house. If you mess with him I will kill you. Janeway: That's fine. I can kill you with the “delete program” command. Burleigh: Hello. My kids are feral and disturbed. Fix them. Also don’t go to the fourth floor. Ever. Janeway: Totally not ominous.

Kim: Captain, Chakotay and Tuvok are dying. Again. Janeway: Sigh. End holonovel. Back to real problems.

Doctor: I think the aliens meant to empty Chakotay's recycling bin and ended up deleting everything Doctor: Why am I stuck in a partial remake of Spock's Brain? Janeway: Why did you give him the sexy, sparkly blanket? Doctor: ...I'm trying to brighten up your day?

Tuvok (waking up): We were attacked by a ship in a dark matter nebula. Janeway: Why? Tuvok: Unknown. I was unconscious. Commander Chakotay was… even more unconscious.

Paris: Captain, the ship keeps changing course and it wasn’t me. Kim: The computer says it was you. Paris: She's lying!

Torres: Captain, I didn’t shut down the warp core. Janeway: Well someone did, and it was definitely you. Torres: No I fucking didn't!

Janeway: This ship is becoming a gaslighting simulator.

Doctor: Something used Mr Paris and Ms Torres' brains like rental cars. Janeway: So we have a car-pooling alien onboard? Tuvok: Correct. Paris: Can it hop into the Doctor? Doctor: I’m holographic, Lieutenant. I am immune to possession and nonsense. Janeway: Doctor, congratulations. You’re now the failsafe commander of Voyager. Doctor: I dislike this. Janeway: If any of us act weird, you override us. Doctor: I already override you emotionally. Paris: I suddenly feel safer.

Kes: Captain, I sense an alien presence. It’s weird. It’s everywhere, and accompanied by an ominous pan pipe leitmotif. Janeway: Great. Love that for us. Tuvok: I can help her focus with a mind‑meld. Kes: Sure, let’s do psychic teamwork. Janeway: Proceed. Try not to explode anything.

Kes and Tuvok: *unconscious* Kim: Oh good. The alien’s speedrunning the crew.

Tuvok: We were attacked again. Same weird energy. Paris: Let’s scan the whole ship at once. Kim, staring into the void: Tuvok: I must end Mr. Kim. Kim: WHAT DID I DO?!

Neelix: Doctor, Ensign Parsons is possessed. Doctor: Neelix, a man suddenly ordering a frappe is not evidence of alien possession.

Janeway: Kes was physically attacked. Not energy‑zapped. Tuvok: I did nothing. Maybe it was Vorik? Janeway: I know Vorik can be special, but in this instance I think the alien took you for a test drive Tuvok, pouting: Fine, scan me then. Janeway: Computer, activate the Doctor. Computer: No. Janeway: …No? Computer: He’s been attacked by ransomware. Tuvok: The alien wants the command codes back in a humanoid so he can possess them.

Janeway: It wants me then, oh, joy. Fuck this whole quadrant. Let’s split the codes before someone puppets me like a marionette. Janeway: Crew, the Doctor’s offline. We’re dividing command codes— Janeway: *Decks Tuvok* Tuvok: She’s the alien! Kill her! I mean, stun her! Tuvok: *shoots everyone* Tuvok: That was much easier

Torres: Captain, we have another sentient nebula on our hands. This one likes to delete brains. Janeway: So Tuvok's pants are on fire? Torres: Alien‑possessed Tuvok lied. Tuvok: No I didn't, look at these sensor readings Janeway: That looks like a lot of fake news to me Tuvok, draws phaser: I'm in charge, the captain is possessed. I’m taking command. Kim: With all due respect sir, no.

Durst: We’re entering the nebula Kim: Captain, energy beings incoming. Durst: I just had expositionary dialogue. Does this mean I'm not a redshirt anymore?

Tuvok (alien voice): We are the Komar. All your base are belong to us.

B'Elanna: I think I just got alien‑hijacked. I ejected the warp core. Paris: How?! The alien’s in Tuvok! Kim: Unless… there are two aliens. Janeway: Computer, who authorised the warp core ejection? Computer: The brain dead wonder in sickbay did.

Neelix: Captain, I think I was possessed. I rearranged Chakotay’s weird cloth and rock thing. Janeway: Put it on screen. Paris: It’s a map. Janeway: How the fuck you work that one out? Paris: It's here in the script Janeway: Paris: …The stones match the planetoids?

Durst: Shields failing! I'm officially a mauve shirt! Kim: We’re clear! The aliens aren’t pursuing!