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Chakotay: Happy birthday. 
Janeway: Happy what? 
Chakotay: Today is May 20th. 
Janeway: Is it? I thought we were still in April. Guess I’ve lost track of the time. 
Chakotay: Well, this should help. 
Janeway: (holds the watch in her hand) …it’s beautiful. 
Chakotay: Nineteenth century, mechanical movement. It’s a replica of the chronometer worn by Captain Cray of the British Navy, His ship was hit by a typhoon in the Pacific. Everyone back in England thought they were killed but eight months later Cray sailed his ship into London harbor. There wasn’t much left of it, a few planks, half a sail, but he got his crew home. 
Janeway: (smiles) I appreciate the sentiment, but I can’t keep this. Recycle it. Can’t afford to waste energy on nonessentials. 
Chakotay: Kathryn, I replicated this months ago. I’ve been saving it. I wanted you to have it. 
Janeway: That watch represents a meal, a hypospray, or a pair of boots. It could mean the difference between life and death one day.

Happy birthday, Captain Janeway 

magnass:

just as much as a man can

I never seem to have a chance to get to know any of them. I have to, um… I have to take more time to do that. It’s a fine crew, and I’ve gotta get them home. 

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