[Corridor - Deck six]
PARIS: Where are you going? You were doing great. You were in perfect position to deliver
the death blow, all you had to do was follow through. Come on, let's try it again.
TORRES: Don't push me, Tom.
PARIS: I am not pushing you. I'm encouraging you.
TORRES: To do what?
PARIS: Try something new. This martial arts programme is the best work out I've ever had. No,
it's more than that, working with a bat'leth is an art. You have to use your mind and
body, your movements
TORRES: Look, you may find all of this Klingon stuff really fascinating, but I don't. I'm not
going to waste my time trying to disembowel a bunch of holographic monsters. I only came down here
because you tricked me into that stupid bed!
PARIS: Do watch it! You could take somebody's head off with that thing.
TORRES: I have tried this, and now I am finished. Got it?
PARIS: Look, if you don't like the programme that's fine. Why do you always have to get so hostile?
TORRES: I am not hostile!
DAMMAR: Where am I?
PARIS: Paris to Bridge. We have an alien visitor on deck six.
DAMMAR: What do you want with me? Why have I been abducted?
TORRES: We didn't abduct you, you just appeared here. We had nothing to do with it.
DAMMAR: What is this place?
PARIS: You're on a starship called Voyager. Where were you before?
DAMMAR: My colony on Nyria three. I was walking home, then I was here.
PARIS: What's wrong?
DAMMAR: It's cold here, and too bright.
TORRES: Let us take you to Sickbay. Our Doctor can run some scans, maybe we can get some
EMH: I've increased the temperature to forty-five degrees Celsius, and the light level should
be more comfortable for you now.
DAMMAR: Yes, thank you. You're very considerate. I hope you'll excuse my initial suspicion. This
experience has been very unnerving.
JANEWAY: I'd feel the same way in your place.
TUVOK: Do your people possess technology which could have transported you here?
DAMMAR: Not that I know of. I've heard of other races that have it. Maybe of them brought be
here, but I can't imagine why.
EMH: Please describe the physical sensation of your experience.
DAMMAR: First I felt light-headed, then everything around me seemed to bend or ripple. There
was a moment of blackness and I felt a curious sensation of insects crawling on my skin. And
then I found myself on your ship.
EMH: Interesting. I'll run a microcellular scan for residual energy traces.
TUVOK: Can you tell us where your colony is located?
DAMMAR: We're on the third planet of the Nyrian system. A red giant star with a large cloud of
interstellar dust just beyond the fifth planet.
JANEWAY: Doesn't sound like any system we've encountered. Unfortunately our knowledge of this
area of space is limited. I'd like you to look at a star chart to see if you recognise any
DAMMAR: Of course.
JANEWAY: In the meantime my crew's begun scanning the area for any clues about what happened
EMH: Lieutenant, if you don't mind.
TUVOK: Where is Kes today?
EMH: I don't know. She's late for her duty shift. Computer, locate Kes.
COMPUTER: Kes is not on board Voyager.
JANEWAY: When did she leave?
COMPUTER: Eleven thirty two hours.
JANEWAY: What time did our alien visitor come on board?
COMPUTER: Eleven thirty two hours.
KIM: There's nothing to indicate that any other ships have been in this area for weeks, and
the nearest inhabited world is over ten light years away.
TORRES: Whoever or whatever did this had to leave some energy trace.
KIM: Internal sensors aren't showing anything unusual in the corridor where the Nyrian
appeared, or Kes's last known location.
TORRES: Then let's concentrate on the time. Run a level one analysis on all sensor
readings, internal and external, at the exact moment it happened.
KIM: I'll get it started. It may take a while.
TORRES: You don't think I'm hostile, do you?
KIM: I wouldn't describe you that way, no.
TORRES: I know I have a temper, but that doesn't mean I'm always hostile, does it?
KIM: No, of course not.
TORRES: I speak my mind, I'm forthright, but that's very different from being hostile.
KIM: Very different.
TORRES: And if someone described me that way, they'd be way off of the mark, wouldn't they.
KIM: Way off.
TORRES: Then why do you look like you're afraid for your life? What is this?
KIM: Looks like a surge of polaron particles.
TORRES: Localise the source, I'll try to increase the sensor resolution. Do you
have anything yet? Harry? Torres to bridge. Ensign Kim just disappeared.
JANEWAY: And we just got another visitor.
JANEWAY: Mister Tuvok, have you made any progress?
TUVOK: Increasing the shield strength has had no apparent effect. However, it
EMH: Welcome to Sickbay. Take a number.
CHAKOTAY: In the last three hours we've lost twenty two of our people. According to the Nyrians
they've all showed up on their colony as though we're switching places.
PARIS: I went over our navigational charts with Dammar, but he's completely unfamiliar with
this part of space. For all we know, that colony could be thousands of light years away.
CHAKOTAY: Any idea what might be causing these transfers?
TORRES: I'm not sure. Harry and I detected a surge of polaron particles right before he
disappeared. They created a spatial distortion field around him but it collapsed as soon as
PARIS: Could it have been some kind of spatial anomaly?
TORRES: It could have been anything.. A naturally occurring phenomenon, like a wormhole of a
subspace flow field, or a kind of technology like our transporters.
JANEWAY: Alright, get back to your stations and keep looking. Confine the Nyrians to the cargo bays
and post security details at every access point.
CHAKOTAY: In all fairness, Captain, they haven't been threatening in any way. They seem as
puzzled by all this as we are.
JANEWAY: Chakotay, I don't care how they seem. All I care about is that I've had a knot in
my stomach since the first Nyrian arrived. 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 will be gone in eighteen
hours. Tell me that doesn't put a knot in your stomach. You have your orders.
Captain's log, stardate 50912.4. It's been twelve hours since these mysterious exchanges began. We
still haven't discovered their cause. I've already lost over half my crew.
CHAKOTAY: Cargo Bay two is almost full. We'll have to start converting the shuttle bays.
JANEWAY: Then do it. I want them where we can keep an eye on them.
CHAKOTAY: I'll have to reassign more crewmembers to security. Our ranks are getting a little
JANEWAY: Shut down everything but the ship's essential functions. We'll be operating on a skeleton
crew before long.
JANEWAY: B'Elanna, you've developed a theory about what's happening?
TORRES: A Nyrian astrophysicist who arrived about an hour ago told me about some strange
graviton fluctuations they detected at their colony. I ran some scans on this end and
found the same thing.
JANEWAY: A wormhole?
TORRES: Possibly a baby one, and if I'm right, one end is opening intermittently inside
Voyager. We could have past through it while it was forming and snagged on it somehow.
CHAKOTAY: Then how do we get it unsnagged?
TORRES: Now that I have this new information I'd like to have another talk with Rislan, the Nyrian
JANEWAY: Is Neelix still helping out with the new arrivals?
CHAKOTAY: I think he's in Cargo Bay two now.
JANEWAY: Janeway to Neelix.
NEELIX [OC]: Neelix here, Captain.
JANEWAY: I'd like you to find one of the Nyrians who
NEELIX [OC]: Neelix to Captain Janeway. I lost contact. What did you say?
CHAKOTAY: Chakotay to Neelix. The Captain's gone. We need you to find a Nyrian scientist
called Rislan and get him to engineering as soon as you can.
NEELIX [OC]: Right away, Commander.
CHAKOTAY: Do what you have to do to get some answers, B'Elanna.
[Cargo Bay two]
NEELIX: Excuse me, are you Doctor Rislan?
RISLAN: It's still too cold in here.
NEELIX: I'll adjust the environmental controls. Again. But I must ask you
RISLAN: And the air is too humid.
NEELIX: I'll take care of it right away, but I must ask you to go to our engineering room.
I believe you're urgently needed.
RISLAN: I trust it'll be suitably warm and dark there.
NEELIX: I'll make sure you're comfortable. A security guard will escort you.
LANG: Commander, there's a problem with the internal sensors on deck four. It looks like a circuit
CHAKOTAY: I can't spare anyone for repairs. You'll have to make do. How do you like your first day
as chief of security, Ensign?
LANG: It's everything I dreamed it of, sir.
CHAKOTAY: Who says there's no room for advancement on this ship.
LANG: Another disappearance. It's Neelix.
CHAKOTAY: How many people does that leave us?
CHAKOTAY: More than one hundred Nyrians. I want access to all systems restricted to authorised
voice prints only. Seal off any part of the ship that we're not using and place security forcefields
around sensitive areas. Warp core, armoury, torpedo bays. And let's hope I'm just being paranoid.
RISLAN: If you as me, a tetryon scan is a waste of time. A multispectral sweep would be much
TORRES: Actually, I didn't ask, and I've already initiated the tetryon scan.
RISLAN: You're the expert.
TORRES: Neutrinos, ionised hydrogen, theta-band radiation.
RISLAN: Just what you'd expect to find in a wormhole.
TORRES: It's what we're not finding that I'm interested in. Scan shows no quantum-level
RISLAN: That's not so unusual.
TORRES: It's more than unusual, it's impossible. I don't think this is a wormhole at all.
RISLAN: Perhaps it's a subspace flow field then.
TORRES: I'm going to run a pattern analysis with the original data. No, definitely not a flow
field. The spatial harmonics are incompatible. I don't think this is a natural phenomenon.
RISLAN: Don't move. I won't hurt you unless you force me to.
TORRES: Your people have been behind this all along. What are you doing?
RISLAN: Moving you to the head of the line.
[Nyrian Prison Colony]
JANEWAY: B'Elanna, are you all right?
TORRES: Captain, the Nyrians are responsible for the exchanges. I think they have some kind
of technology. What do they want with us?
JANEWAY: I don't know. They refuse to answer any questions.
KES: They've given us food, water and medical supplies. Everything but information.
TORRES: Where's the rest of the crew.
JANEWAY: In other compounds just like this one, scattered throughout the woods.
TORRES: This doesn't seem like a Nyrian colony. It's not warm enough or dark enough for them.
PARIS: Exactly. It's more like an idyllic version of Earth. As though it were created specifically
TORRES: Do we have any idea what planet we're on?
JANEWAY: Not yet. I sent Tuvok to investigate the other compounds and see what he could find out.
Until be gets back, all we have are unanswered questions.
LANG: Decks eleven through fifteen are completely shut down. Most of the remaining crew are on
security detail near the cargo and shuttle bays.
CHAKOTAY: What, all thirteen of them?
LANG: Twelve, sir.
GENNARO [OC]: Crewman Gennaro to bridge. I'm in engineering and I just found Ensign Molina. He's
unconscious but okay.
CHAKOTAY: What about the Nyrian scientist he was watching?
GENNARO [OC]: There's no sign of him, sir.
CHAKOTAY: Find him. That's a priority.
LANG: Where are you going?
CHAKOTAY: To have a talk with the Nyrians
[Cargo Bay two]
CHAKOTAY: Chakotay to all hands. Security alert. The Nyrians may be trying to take control of
the ship. Everyone, get to the bridge or main engineering and secure them against possible
DAMMAR: Second team, take control of weapons.
LANG: Start by reinforcing the containment fields. Reroute emergency power. We've got to
seal those doors.
CHAKOTAY: They're everywhere. They're even decrypting our access codes. The Nyrians obviously prepared
for this before they got here. They must have tapped into our computer somehow, gotten enough information
to plan this mission down to the letter. Larsen! Chakotay to anybody who's left. Please respond.
GENNARO [OC]: Gennaro here sir.
CHAKOTAY: Anybody else? The two of us aren't going to win this, so we might as well make life as
difficult for the Nyrians as we can. Sabotage everything you can get your hands on.
GENNARO [OC]: Understood.
CHAKOTAY: Good luck.
DAMMAR: What's our status?
RISLAN: We have shut off their security measures on all decks. We should have full computer
access soon, but their navigational controls are not working.
DAMMAR: Not working?
RISLAN: There are two humans still moving through the ship. They seem intent on causing
DAMMAR: Find them.
RISLAN: They're sabotaging the power systems. The anti-matter reactor's shutting down.
[Cargo Bay two]
COMPUTER: Warning. Disabling lateral EPS relays may disrupt computer functions throughout
CHAKOTAY: Let's hope so. Chakotay to Gennaro. They're trying to delete the Doctor's
Are you anywhere near sickbay? Gennaro? Computer, how long ago did Crewman Gennaro leave the ship?
COMPUTER: Seven minutes and twenty seconds.
RISLAN: I've located the last human. He's on the fifth deck.
DAMMAR: Send a patrol to stop him.
RISLAN: I already have.
CHAKOTAY: Activate Emergency Medical Holographic programme.
EMH: Please state the nature. Hello?
CHAKOTAY: Doctor, over here.
EMH: Commander, what's happening?
CHAKOTAY: You're program's going to be deleted unless I can download you into the mobile emitter
before I disappear, which should be any second now. Got it! All right, I know when to quit.
[Nyrian Prison Colony Compound]
EMH: I've never been completely cut off from the ship before. What if the emitter's power
supply runs out?
TORRES: Let's hope we're not stuck here long enough to find out.
JANEWAY: Tuvok, what did you learn?
TUVOK: There are ten compounds like this one, spread over approximately four square kilometres. They
are surrounded on all sides by wilderness.
TALEEN: Could I have your attention. Now that you've all arrived here safely I'd like to welcome you
to your new home.
JANEWAY: I'm not particularly interested in being welcomed. Why have you brought us here?
TALEEN: Your vessel will be used to defend Nyrian acquisitions.
CHAKOTAY: Is this the way you operate? Gradually changing places with the crew of a ship?
TALEEN: Ships, colonies, spacestations. We've found it's much more effective than warfare.
We aren't a cruel people. We've tried to make this experience as painless as possible, and as you
can see, we've gone to great lengths to create an environment in which you will be comfortable.
JANEWAY: Nonetheless, we are being held here against our will.
TALEEN: Well I'm afraid that's unavoidable, but I think you'll be happy here. The food dispensers
have been programmed with selections from your own computer files. We have even downloaded literature
and entertainment from your cultural database.
CHAKOTAY: What happens if we try to leave this little paradise?
TALEEN: I think you'll find there's nowhere to go.
JANEWAY: We don't accept that. We will find a way out of here.
TALEEN: Your lack of gratitude is unbecoming. You and your crew could have found yourselves
somewhere far less hospitable.
CHAKOTAY: It's still a prison.
TALEEN: If you want to be miserable here, that is your choice. Since there's nothing you
can do about your situation, I suggest you accept it. Gracefully. We're ready now.
JANWWAY: Tuvok, tell me about this wilderness you've found. How rugged is it? Can we
TUVOK: I don't believe so. In every direction l went, l encountered a
natural barrier. A sheer cliff, an impassable river. These obstacles completely
surround the colony.
CHAKOTAY: A perfectly isolated area. Doesn't that seem a bit convenient?
JANEWAY: This place does have an artificial quality. l wouldn't be
surprised if the whole thing is holographic, and the wilderness
was created to keep us from exploring too far.
JARLATH: Sorry for the intrusion, but l wanted to welcome you. I'm Jarlath,
JANEWAY: Where did you come from?
JARLATH: My people live in the other environment, through that
portal. It's quite different, more desert-like. This place is so green.
But I'm sure it's suitable for you. The Nyrians undoubtedly had a
good look through your databanks.
TUVOK: Were your people brought here by the Nyrians?
JARLATH: They took us one by one. Ah, is this what you eat?
JANEWAY: They took you from your colony?
JARLATH: They claimed not to know what was happening, and by the time
we got suspicious, there were too many of them. We've been here
JANEWAY: Do you have any idea where here is?
JARLATH: No. Mmm, not bad. Would you be interested in trading for some of these?
The last inhabitants of this environment had no concept of
a barter system, but you strike me as a much more sophisticated group.
JANEWAY: If there were people here before us, maybe we could get out
the same way.
JARLATH: Oh, l don't think you'd like their method of escape.
They all died from a plague.
KIM: Captain, there must be some kind of forcefield here, but l can't find it.
JARLATH: Pretty well camouflaged, isn't it. It took are almost nine years to find the portal.
TORRES: How did you get it open?
JARLATH: Well, I, I have my ways.
JANEWAY: I'd consider that information a valuable commodity.
JARLATH: Well I'd be happy to make a trade, but the portal only leads into our environment. You're
welcome to visit, of course.
JANEWAY: There may be other portals, if you can show us how to find them.
JARLATH: I look forward to our collaboration.
[Nyrian Prison Colony Compound- evening]
TORRES: What do you see now?
EMH: Fascinating. Everything is glowing with it's own energy. Even the plants are emitting a
faint thermal signature. It's really quite lovely.
TORRES: Aside from the aesthetic consideration, how's your optical resolution?
PARIS: The Captain sent me down to get an update.
TORRES: Well, we're just about ready. 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.
EMH: Then I can begin my new career as a tricorder.
TORRES: About the other day. I might have been a bit oversensitive about the Klingon
PARIS: Don't worry about it.
TORRES: That should just about do it. I think we can start scanning now.
PARIS: Good. I'll tell the Captain. Um, about the programme. I didn't mean to push you.
TORRES: I know. You didn't, and I didn't mean to lash out at you like that.
EMH: A typical defensive reaction, using an aggressive outburst as a shield against a perceived emotional threat.
PARIS: That says it, all right.
TORRES: Oh, that's very funny coming from you.
PARIS: And what is that supposed to mean?
TORRES: You're hardly one to talk about being defensive.
PARIS: And why is that exactly?
TORRES: Well, you just pretend that nothing bothers you and then you turn everything into a joke.
EMH: That's a valid observation. Defence mechanisms come in many forms.
PARIS: That's ridiculous. I am an easy-going person, who is just trying to be friendly to someone
who is obviously terrified of having a friend.
EMH: Fear of intimacy is a common indication of low self-esteem. Perhaps if you stopped to analyze the root
cause, you might
TORRES: If you find it so difficult to be my friend, then why keep trying?
PARIS: That's a good question. I think I'll stop wasting my time.
[Nyrian Prison Colony Building]
NEELIX: I pulled a power cell and some relay circuits out of a food dispenser, and this little thing
looks like some sort of capacitor.
TUVOK: It should do. If you can find another like this one we'll be able to construct a
CHAKOTAY: You're assuming the first one will work.
NEELIX: I'll get on it right away. Maybe if I take apart the sonic shower assembly.
CHAKOTAY: I've got to give you credit, Tuvok, working on the fly with nothing but
random parts, with no guide to follow. I never thought Vulcans had much of a knack for
TUVOK: Our circumstances seem to require a certain flexibility.
CHAKOTAY: You could say that. This reminds me of those survival classes they put us
through at the Academy. Surprise tactical simulations, getting dropped off in the woods
with no chance to prepare. They certainly taught you to live by your wits.
TUVOK: That was a lesson I had already learned. During the Rite of
Tal'oth I survived
in the Vulcan desert for four months with a ritual blade as my only possession.
After that, Starfleet training exercises seemed less of a challenge.
CHAKOTAY: I guess so.
TUVOK: This weapon is complete. When Mister Neelix returns with his second capacitor I'll improvise another.
[Nyrian Prison Colony Compound- day]
EMH: Lieutenant, I haven't seen any sign of a portal. Frankly, I'm getting tired of this.
TORRES: Holograms don't get tired. Keep looking.
JARLETH: We've been trying to get out of here for years. The closest I ever came was finding the portal
between our two environments. I don't mean to be pessimistic, but I don't think there is a way out.
JANEWAY: There must be. We just have to keep looking.
JARLETH: Well, I know it's too early for you to accept this, but life here isn't so bad. Once we
stopped trying to escape, we actually began enjoying ourselves.
TORRES: Captain, we've found something.
EMH: It's directly in front of me.
EMH: Yes. Right there. Well. if my scanning services are no longer required, I'll go back to my medical skills.
[Nyrian Prison Colony Control Area]
JANEWAY: We can cover more ground if we split up. Tuvok and I will take this direction. You three go that way.
We'll meet back here in twenty minutes.
JARLETH: I don't think we're supposed to be in here.
PARIS: B'Elanna, over here.
TORRES: There's another one. Self-contained biospheres, every one of them different.
JANEWAY: It's definitely some kind of control station. I can bring up information but I can't
understand what it says.
TUVOK: If the Nyrians downloaded Voyager's cultural database, you may be able to tap into the
JANEWAY: Oh, much better. The Federation habitat, population 148. At least they haven't detected that
anyone's missing. Here's another environment, and another. How many are there?
TUVOK: Captain, there's data here for 94 different environments.
JANEWAY: They're holding thousands of prisoners. There's got to be something that'll tell us what the
layout of this place is. Authorised access only.
TUVOK: I'll try to bypass their security codes.
JANEWAY: Good, I'm getting something. Incredible. Tuvok, we're on a ship.
TUVOK: We should attempt to locate the bridge.
JANEWAY: Well if there is one, I can't find it. There seems to be a more extensive control centre
four decks above us. Maybe I can access it from here. More security lock-outs.
TUVOK: We may need to disable the entire security sub-routine.
TALEEN [on viewscreen]: There's been an unauthorised access at one of the terminals. Some of the lifeforms
have escaped their habitat.
DAMMAR: Find them and put them back.
TALEEN [on viewscreen]: We are attempting to do that now. However, if they resist, stronger measures
may become necessary.
DAMMAR: If they leave you no other alternative, you have the authorisation to use force. How soon
can we go to warp? I want to get back there.
RISLAN: Just a few minutes.
[Nyrian Prison Colony Control Area]
JARLETH: Let's go back.
PARIS: No, we've got to find the Captain and Tuvok. They might need our help.
JARLETH: We have to help ourselves. This is our chance to get back into our own
TORRES: If you want to go, then go. We're not leaving them behind.
NYRIAN GUARD: Don't move.
JARLETH: I surrender! I'm sorry, it wasn't my idea, they made me come along. They, er,
went around that corner.
NYRIAN GUARD: Follow them.
TUVOK: He just activated a translocator control. One lifeform was sent from an access
tunnel to the biosphere adjacent to ours.
JANEWAY: That must have been Jarleth. This translocator is what the Nyrians used to get
on our ship.
TUVOK: Then we should be able to use the same method to return to Voyager.
JANEWAY: Assuming we can figure out how to use it.
RISLAN: We're getting an incoming message from the biosphere vessel. Audio only.
TALEEN [OC]: Taleen to Dammar. Some of the lifeforms have accessed the control system.
They have weapons. We need reinforcements.
DAMMAR: We're on our way to you now. Increase speed to maximum velocity and take us close
enough to translocate our entire security force at once.
RISLAN: Yes, sir.
[Nyrian Prison Colony Control Area]
PARIS: Something's wrong with the phaser.
TORRES: Power cells probably running out. These aren't exactly Starfleet issue.
PARIS: We've got to get out of these tunnels. There must be somewhere to hide in one of these
TORRES: Tom, I think I've found one. Here is it. Remember how we had to warm up the ship for the
PARIS: This is the last place they'd want to follow us.
TALEEN: Stop! Follow them. That's an order.
TUVOK: This translocator has an extremely long range. Over ten light years.
JANEWAY: Great distances must limit it's capacity. That's why they could only send one
person to Voyager at a time and bring one of us here.
TUVOK: Their method has the added advantage of appearing innocent, at least in the beginning.
JANEWAY: I can't find the command pathways to get the system operative, and I don't imagine we
have much longer before they find us.
TORRES: Maybe coming in here wasn't such a good idea.
PARIS: Let's hope it's worse for them than it is for us.
TORRES: Careful. That phaser's just about dead. We can't last much longer, we've just got to stay
one step ahead of them.
PARIS: We don't want to get too far away from the portal. Maybe we should find a place to hide.
TORRES: Let me see the phaser. My hands are completely numb.
PARIS: Would have thought all that hot Klingon blood would have kept you warm.
TORRES: Shows how much you know about Klingons. They have much less tolerance for the cold than humans do.
PARIS: Really? I thought that was Cardassians.
TORRES: No, they just complain about it more.
TORRES: I think that'll amplify the power cell enough for one more shot.
PARIS: Nice shot. Now let's get out of here before we freeze to death.
[Nyrian Prison Colony Control Area]
JANEWAY: I've got the basic operation down, but I can't quite figure out how to lock on
to a target. Can you access anything that might function like our
TUVOK: There are biosensors contained within the monitoring programs of each habitat. Perhaps
JANEWAY: I'm detecting human life forms in one of the environments. The Argala habitat.
JANEWAY: Tom and B'Elanna.
TUVOK: Possibly. They may have taken refuge there to hide from the Nyrians.
JANEWAY: Doesn't look very inviting, does it.
TUVOK: The temperature is minus twenty degrees Celsius.
JANEWAY: They can't last long in that. We've got to get them out.
TUVOK: Captain, there's a ship approaching at high warp. It's Voyager.
JANEWAY: If the Nyrians are bringing in reinforcements, we're in trouble. Keep working on those
TORRES: I didn't think we were this far from the portal. I don't think I can go any farther.
PARIS: You have to keep moving.
TORRES: Oh, I'm so sleepy.
PARIS: No, B'Elanna, get up.
TORRES: No, you go on. I'm just going to rest here.
PARIS: If you do that, you'll die.
TORRES: No, I'll be fine. I just have to close my eyes for a minute.
PARIS: I am not going to let you do this. On your feet now, Torres, that's an order.
TORRES: You can't give me orders. We're the same rank.
PARIS: I'm a bridge officer, and I have seniority.
TORRES: Oh yeah, by two days!
PARIS: On your feet, now! Come on, you've been wanting to take a swing at me for days. Now's
TORRES: You're just trying to get me moving.
PARIS: You will keep moving. Or do I have to throw you over my shoulder and carry you out?
TORRES: Don't even try it.
DAMMAR: Where are we?
RISLAN: The Argala habitat, sir.
DAMMAR: Get us out of here. Where's the portal? You did this!
JANEWAY: I've taken control of your translocation system. My tactical officer is standing by,
waiting for my next order.
DAMMAR: And, and what would that be?
JANEWAY: That depends on you. Surrender my ship and release all the prisoners here.
JANEWAY: All right, stay where you are and greet your fellow crewmembers as we translocate them
here to join you.
RISLAN: And if we do surrender?
JANEWAY: We'll find you a nice warm habitat where you'll be comfortable while we contact the
native worlds of your prisoners and arrange for their return. And once we've disabled your translocator,
you'll be free to go. I'm sorry you don't wish to be reasonable. Mister Tuvok, get me out of here and prepare to
DAMMAR: No! Please!
Captain's log, stardate 50929.6. The Nyrians have surrendered Voyager, and my crew is safely back on board.
The former prisoners on the habitat vessel have contacted their native worlds, and are waiting to be taken home.
[Holodeck - Paxau Resort]
TORRES: Nice day.
TORRES: Things were pretty chilly there for a while.
PARIS: I guess they were.
TORRES: Feels good to be warm again.
PARIS: Yeah, it sure does.