(Voyager fires a missile at a target in orbit above a planet, blasting a hole straight through it.)
KOVIN: The target buoy is solid monotanium, ten metres thick, shielded
by a chromoelectric forcefield.
(The salesman is humanoid, with a pretty pattern running from the top of his nose into his hairline.)
KOVIN: I'm glad you agree. It's not wise to travel this region without
adequate defences. I've seen scuttled ships with more firepower than
JANEWAY: I'm sure you have.
KOVIN: Imagine what you'll be capable of once the isokinetic cannon is
integrated into your defensive systems. One projectile can penetrate
the shields of any heavily armoured vessel. Hostile species will know
to avoid Voyager by reputation alone.
JANEWAY: You've made your point, Mister Kovin. I want the cannon, and
I'm prepared to give you astrometrics charts spanning twelve sectors.
You'll find them unusually precise.
KOVIN: Even the most sophisticated charts become obsolete. One random
anomaly and they're no longer accurate. However, I could be persuaded
if you were to include the mapping technology that created them.
JANEWAY: Sorry. Our Astrometrics sensors were designed specifically for
this ship. They'd be of no use to you. What I can offer you is a
generous supply of isolinear processing chips. We'll even show you how
to integrate them into your existing sensor technology.
KOVIN: How generous a supply?
JANEWAY: One hundred chips.
KOVIN: One hundred and fifty.
JANEWAY: One fifteen.
KOVIN: One twenty five.
JANEWAY: Done. Escort our guest to Engineering. You'll be supervising
the installation of the cannon?
KOVIN: Of course. For a modest fee.
JANEWAY: Five additional chips, no more.
KOVIN: It's good to see the art of negotiation isn't lost on you,
(Kovin is escorted into the turbolift.)
PARIS: That guy is worse than a Ferengi
JANEWAY: Assign Seven of Nine to work on this. She's got a knack for
adapting alien technology.
CHAKOTAY: Should I give her complete access to the engineering control
JANEWAY: I'm ready to give her some latitude. She's been behaving
CHAKOTAY: What are you working on?
SEVEN: I'm trying to decode the message Starfleet Command sent us
several weeks ago.
CHAKOTAY: Any progress?
SEVEN: None. I'm working on a new decryption algorithm.
CHAKOTAY: I'd like you to set it aside for a while. I have another
assignment for you.
SEVEN: What is it?
CHAKOTAY: The Captain wants you to help Kovin integrate the new weapon
SEVEN: I'd rather not. I find him inefficient.
CHAKOTAY: Maybe so, but you seem to work well with him. You've been
asking for more responsibilities, I thought you'd be pleased.
SEVEN: The captain gives me greater liberty only when she needs my
CHAKOTAY: You violated her trust, and if you want it back, you're going
to have to earn it. One step at a time.
SEVEN: I will report to Engineering.
You'll need to install isolinear buffer circuits here and here.
SEVEN: The main power relay should be protected by a containment field.
KOVIN: Unnecessary. All the buffer circuits would have to fail
simultaneously for there to be any danger.
TORRES: We prefer to play it safe. I'll check the inventory logs to see
if we have a field generator available.
(Torres leaves them. Seven goes to another console to work. Kovin looks over her shoulder.)
KOVIN: What are you doing?
SEVEN: I'm reconfiguring the tactical control systems.
KOVIN: The isokinetic circuit requires a specialised protocol. Let me
take care of it.
SEVEN: That won't be necessary.
KOVIN: No, no! The subroutines need to be arranged in cascading
sequence. Let me show you. (Kovin pushes Seven aside, so she knocks him
down. Kovin's security guard grabs Seven, then Torres joins in.)
TORRES: Seven, stop.
EMH: There's a
hairline fracture of the premaxilla bone.
(Kovin's nose is bleeding.)
KOVIN: Do you see this, Captain? She shattered it.
EMH: It's easily repaired.
JANEWAY: Do you have any idea why Seven attacked you?
KOVIN: It was unprovoked. She came at me like an animal!
TORRES: Oh, I wouldn't put it like that. I was at another console about
ten metres away. I heard Kovin raise his voice and when I looked around
I saw that he was holding her arm.
KOVIN: I barely touched her. A gentle gesture to move her out of my way
so I could get to the console, then she turned on me, attacked me.
JANEWAY: What did you say to her?
KOVIN: I told her how to reconfigure the tactical control systems
JANEWAY: Is that all?
KOVIN: That's all!
TORRES: And that's when she knocked him down. Ashmore and I had to hold
KOVIN: She would have killed me. That woman is dangerous.
EMH: It's a miracle you survived. Now hold still or this won't heal
(The EMH runs the regenerator over Kovin's pretty forehead markings.)
KOVIN: Why are you questioning me on this? You should be disciplining
your crew member.
JANEWAY: Believe me, I'll deal with it. Please accept my sincere
apology. Now, if you'll excuse me.
EMH: Good as new.
JANEWAY: Come in.
JANEWAY: Here we are again. Oh, I'm tired of having this
conversation. You know what I'm going to say. I know how you're going
to respond, so it seems pointless to say anything.
SEVEN: Shall I consider my privileges restricted and confine myself to
the Cargo Bay?
JANEWAY: I think we've established that traditional disciplinary
actions don't work with you. The question is, what will?
SEVEN: Are you asking for my opinion?
JANEWAY: I suppose I am. Because frankly I'm running out of options.
Throwing you in the brig isn't going to solve anything, neither is
slapping you on the wrist. And it's not as though I don't understand
your feelings about Kovin. There have been a few times when I'd have
liked to pop him on the nose myself. But you have to start learning the
difference between having an impulse and acting on it. Does that make
any sense to you?
SEVEN: I believe so. I will give it more thought.
JANEWAY: Well, that's a start.
hear there was some excitement this morning. When I started helping you
improve your social skills, I'm fairly certain I didn't include a
boxing lesson. You weren't hurt, were you?
(Seven recoils from his proximity as he scans her.)
EMH: Still a bit tense?
EMH: I understand the burden you carry. Constantly being obligated to
deal with those who fall short of excellence. I often find my own
patience being tested by someone like Mister Kovin. Of course I
generally respond with a devastating quip rather than a left hook. We
must both accept the fact that very few lifeforms will ever meet our
high standards. So, when you get irritated, just try to be tolerant,
and remember, they can't help being what they are. Hmm. I'm reading
some increased engrammatic activity, and your adrenalin levels are
SEVEN: What does that indicate?
EMH: It's consistent with a state of heightened tension. Lie down and
I'll run some scans. In a typical human, I would consider this a mood
swing. But with your unique physiology, I'd like to rule out the
possibility of a chemical imbalance.
(Seven lies down and the curved arms close over her. She has a flashback to a more frightening similar situation.)
EMH: Have you been experiencing any
other symptoms? Headaches, disorientation?
EMH: Physiological scans seem normal. I'm going to check your Borg
(She has another flashback and turns her head away.)
EMH: Seven? What's wrong?
SEVEN: Let me out.
EMH: I will. Stay calm.
(He lets her get off the biobed.)
SEVEN: No more procedures.
EMH: All right.
SEVEN: Stay away. You mustn't do this.
EMH: Do what? Seven, what are you so afraid of?
SEVEN: I don't know.
(Seven is resting on a biobed.)
She experienced an episode of acute anxiety with all the trimmings.
Intense apprehension, shortness of breath, dizziness. I finally managed
to sedate her.
JANEWAY: Could this have been caused by her cortical implants?
EMH: I don't think so. I think the problem has to do with memory
suppression. I've detected a high concentration of biogenic amines in
Seven's hippocampus, a substance I haven't noticed before. It's
blocking portions of her memory centre.
JANEWAY: Do you know where it came from?
EMH: No, but it seems to be dissipating.
EMH: Seven's unusual behaviour may
be the result of the blocked memories beginning to surface. Memories
which she can't identify yet.
JANEWAY: Can you treat her?
EMH: Treatment would involve integrating the repressed memories into
Seven's consciousness. I may be able to use a standard therapeutic
JANEWAY: I wasn't aware that you were programmed for psychotherapeutic
EMH: I wasn't. But in the absence of a ship's counsellor, I've been
developing a psychiatric subroutine to add to my programme. I'll be
even more valuable to you than I am now.
JANEWAY: Keep me informed, Doctor.
(Seven is standing in her alcove with a blinkie on her forehead. It's readings are on a console nearby.)
Jungian therapist would attempt to retrieve unconscious memories by
exploring synchronicities in recent events. On the other hand, Amanin
of Betazed would argue that a combination of sensory isolation and
focused breathing techniques would be more effective. I've integrated
the finer points of both to create my own approach to memory
SEVEN: What does this approach involve?
EMH: First, putting you at ease by performing the treatment here, in
your own environment. Once the cortical probes have reinforced the
neural pathways, I'll use a directed imagery technique to guide you
through the regression.
SEVEN: You may proceed.
EMH: Please, close your eyes. Clear your mind. Try not to think or to
SEVEN: My mind is now clear.
EMH: Seven, this isn't an exercise in efficiency. Close your eyes,
breathe deeply. Now concentrate on the sound of my voice. Let go of the
present, leave the cargo bay behind. Allow yourself to drift. Describe
the first image that enters your mind.
SEVEN: A medical tricorder. Duritanium casing. Seven point six
centimetres by nine point eight centimetres by three point two
centimetres. Alphanumeric display.
EMH: That's enough. So, you're in Sickbay. How does the tricorder make
SEVEN: It disturbs me.
EMH: Why does it disturb you?
SEVEN: I'm afraid it will hurt me.
EMH: Is there anything else there that causes you to anticipate pain?
SEVEN: The diagnostic bed. It's closing around me.
EMH: You feel restrained, confined?
SEVEN Yes. I am uneasy.
EMH: About what?
SEVEN: It's Kovin.
EMH: What is he doing?
SEVEN: He's restraining me. I want to get away from him but I can't.
Kovin's using some kind of instrument on me.
SEVEN: I didn't recall this before.
EMH: Recall what?
SEVEN: Kovin. He performed a surgical procedure on me. He extracted
Borg technology from my body. He violated me.
EMH: We're making progress. Now tell me, this surgical procedure, when
did it happen?
SEVEN: I don't know. The details are vague. There are only images.
EMH: And you're sure it was Kovin? Did you see Kovin?
EMH: You said he was restraining you, using an instrument of some sort.
SEVEN: He was.
EMH: Were you on Voyager when this happened?
SEVEN: No. It must have been when we were testing the weapons on the
EMH: Then concentrate on that away mission. Focus on the first image
that enters your mind. Describe it for me,
SEVEN: A large granitic stone, approximately one half metre high.
EMH: Now, allow that memory to develop beyond the image. Integrate it
into your consciousness. Let the memory take shape.
memory - Entharan weapons range]
[OC]: I'm at the weapons range. Kovin had taken us there to evaluate
various hand held firearms he wished to offer in trade.
(Paris tests one of them.)
SEVEN: He attempted to
impress us with a demonstration of the weapons' destructive
capabilities. My role was to provide a more objective analysis.
KOVIN: Terawatt powered particle beam rifle, four microsecond recharge
cycle, ten kilometre range.
PARIS: Definitely not standard Starfleet issue. What do you think?
SEVEN: Seventy two percent fragmentation, twenty eight percent
vaporisation. Crude, but efficient.
PARIS: It's not as accurate as our compression rifles, but it's a lot
easier to handle. I wouldn't mind carrying one of these the next time
we run into the Hirogen.
SEVEN: Targeting mechanism could be augmented with a thermal guidance
sensor. That would improve accuracy by twenty four percent.
KOVIN: I can do that now. Care to join me? You can make sure the
adjustments perform to your specifications.
PARIS: If you don't mind, I'd like to test some of the other firearms.
KOVIN: Go right ahead. This way.
SEVEN [OC]: Kovin took me to a small laboratory.
memory - Kovin's laboratory]
[OC]: Describe it.
SEVEN [OC]: It was poorly illuminated. I saw various instruments,
technology unfamiliar to me. I assumed this was where he developed new
SEVEN: This weapon is thoron based.
KOVIN: Most of these hand-held disrupters are.
SEVEN: Thoron can be unstable in weapons.
KOVIN: Not if you polarise the emitter matrix. That compensates for any
SEVEN: What are you doing?
(He fires the weapon at Seven.)
He turned the weapon on me.
EMH: He fired?
SEVEN: Yes, I remember it now.
EMH: What happened next?
SEVEN: I'm not sure.
EMH: Concentrate. See the laboratory in your mind.
SEVEN: There was a light in my eyes.
memory - Kovin's laboratory]
[OC]: Was Kovin still in the room with you?
SEVEN [OC]: Yes.
KOVIN: Restrain her, quickly.
SEVEN [OC]: And another Entharan was assisting him.
SCHARN: This is Borg technology.
KOVIN: That's what I've been telling you.
SEVEN: Let me go.
They bound me to an examination table.
EMH: What did they do to you? Did they scan you?
memory - Kovin's laboratory]
The bio-ablation pump is engaged and pressurised.
(Liquid bubbles through cylinders and tubes. Seven is in pain.)
SCHARN: The growth medium is activating the implants. The nanoprobes
They put a device near my head.
memory - Kovin's laboratory]
[OC]: They removed my ocular implant.
SEVEN: Then some of the implants in my arm were activated.
EMH: Which ones? Can you be more specific?
memory - Kovin's laboratory]
Use the maximum setting of the metagenic pulse to stimulate the
SCHARN: The assimilation tubules are ready.
KOVIN: Prepare to harvest the nanoprobes.
SEVEN [OC]: They extracted nanoprobes through my assimilation tubules.
I was powerless, unable to stop them.
EMH: You couldn't be expected to. You were restrained. Then what
SEVEN [OC]: They took the nanoprobes to another subject, also
restrained. Then they, they assimilated him.
SCHARN: Well done.
(The other subject's skin turns pale, and an implant erupts through his skin.)
SEVEN [OC]: The next thing I remember I was back in Kovin's lab. He
claimed the particle beam rifle overloaded, that it had burned my hand.
But it was a lie. They had attacked me.
KOVIN: I'm sorry. I should have been more careful.
SEVEN: Do you have a dermal regenerator?
KOVIN: Of course.
I'll inform the captain.
There's no doubt that Seven was the victim of a brutal assault.
JANEWAY: How is she?
EMH: As well as can be expected. She's regenerating in her alcove. I
predict her emotional recovery will take some time. I certainly hope
you intend to hold Kovin responsible for what he's done.
JANEWAY: First I want to know how much of her story we can corroborate.
Tom, you were with her on the planet. How long was she alone with
PARIS: At least two hours.
JANEWAY: And when she came back, did she say anything about what
PARIS: Only that they'd finished their work on the rifle. She seemed
EMH: Clearly Mister Kovin used some artificial means to suppress her
memory of the event. That would explain the unusual engrammatic
activity I found in her neurological scans.
JANEWAY: Did you find any other physical evidence of the medical
procedures she described?
EMH: No. I suspect Mister Kovin used Seven's own nanoprobes to repair
any cellular damage. She distinctly remembers Kovin extracting them.
TUVOK: You seem to be accepting Seven's recovered memories as fact.
EMH: Are you suggesting otherwise?
TUVOK: Historically, recovered memories have often proven unreliable.
EMH: Yes, in cases where a traumatic experience has been repressed for
years. But we're dealing with a very recent memory here, that was
blocked by artificial means. When I removed that mechanism, Seven
remembered everything that happened.
TUVOK: Human memory is rarely perfect.
PARIS: What are you saying, Tuvok? That Seven is making this up?
TUVOK: No, but we must remember that she's experienced hallucinatory
EMH: That was in direct response to a signal from the ship where she
was assimilated. She's not having hallucinations now. She's remembering
what happened to her. I've confirmed this by analysing the specific
engrammatic activity in her hippocampus. We're not talking about
conjecture, we're talking about science.
JANEWAY: Let's not get bogged down. Seven's made serious accusations
and I won't dismiss them. If Kovin assaulted her, took a sample of her
Borg technology, we can't stand by and do nothing. In the wrong hands a
single nanoprobe could lead to disaster. Doctor, I want you to keep
searching for any physical evidence to back up Seven's claim. I will
talk to Kovin. Dismissed.
This is offensive and absurd. She's obviously lying.
JANEWAY: Why would she do that?
KOVIN: Maybe you can answer that. She's your crewmember. First she
attacks me, then she invents these ridiculous stories, and you try to
place the blame on me. Is this some kind of negotiating tactic?
JANEWAY: I have no hidden agenda. I'm simply trying to clarify what
KOVIN: I told you already. We went to my laboratory to adjust the
guidance system on the particle beam rifle.
JANEWAY: And that took two hours?
KOVIN: She insisted absolute precision.
JANEWAY: We've confirmed that Seven was exposed to an intense thoron
KOVIN: She was, after the rifle's power cell overloaded. We reported
the accident immediately.
JANEWAY: She now remembers that you fired the weapon at her
KOVIN: That's preposterous.
JANEWAY: The Doctor now tells me the blast could have been enough to
render her unconscious.
KOVIN: But it didn't. We were both startled for a moment. And after I
apologised for the accident, she asked if I had a dermal regenerator,
which I did, and I used on her arm. The one with the mechanical
JANEWAY: Which you recognised as Borg.
KOVIN: I was aware she'd been a Borg. She told me herself.
JANEWAY: Did you ever express curiosity in that technology, or try to
examine it more closely?
JANEWAY: You never considered the potential value it might have as a
KOVIN: Is that what you think I've done?
JANEWAY: You may not realise how dangerous Borg technology can be. If
you've taken even a single nanoprobe, I need to know about it right
KOVIN: I haven't taken anything.
JANEWAY: I'd like to examine your laboratory to be absolutely sure.
KOVIN: No. This has already gone too far.
JANEWAY: Then I'll have to contact the authorities. Maybe they'll be
KOVIN: Are you willing to risk our trade agreement all on the basis of
one crew member's delusions?
JANEWAY: Yes. Now, are you going to cooperate with our investigation?
KOVIN: I don't seem to have much choice.
You stated that the rifle's power cell overloaded as a result of a
faulty oscillator adjustment.
KOVIN: That's right.
TUVOK: Can you describe in more detail how that occurred?
KOVIN: I was showing her how to polarise the emitter matrix. I must
have tuned the induction frequency too high.
TUVOK: Were you unfamiliar with that procedure?
KOVIN: No. I have done it a hundred times. It was a careless mistake.
How many times do I need to apologise?
TUVOK: I am not seeking a statement of remorse.
KOVIN: Then what do you want? Are you trying to catch me in a lie?
Trick me into confessing? You can't, because there's nothing for me to
confess! I haven't done anything wrong.
TUVOK: One of our crew members claims that you have.
KOVIN: Your crewmember, Seven of Nine, she's very fortunate.
TUVOK: How so?
KOVIN: She has an entire crew leaping to her defence. I have no one.
TUVOK: The Entharan representative will be here shortly.
KOVIN: You mean the Magistrate? He won't help me. He's more interested
in protecting diplomatic relations with people like you.
TUVOK: Surely he'll want to know the truth. That's all we're seeking.
KOVIN: You don't understand. On my world, we depend on trade with alien
species. There are strict protocols about those relationships. Even
being accused of violating them is a serious offence.
TUVOK: You will have the opportunity to refute any charges.
KOVIN: It won't matter. Once they're made, the damage is done. I won't
be trusted any longer. I'll be ruined. Please, I never hurt your crew
member. Don't do this.
TUVOK: I'm afraid I have no choice. But I assure you our investigation
will be conducted in a fair and impartial manner.
KOVIN: You strike me as a man of your word. If you tell me I won't be
prejudged, then I believe you.
How are you feeling?
SEVEN: I am undamaged.
EMH: But how do you feel? Seven, your physical scars have healed, but
the psychological effects are still there. You'll have to deal with
SEVEN: For what purpose?
EMH: In order to heal. Kovin attacked you, violated your rights as an
individual. It's important that you recognise that, so you can
understand any hostility or resentment you might be feeling.
SEVEN: Resentment is a human trait. It has no structure, no function. I
want no part of it.
EMH: You're going to have to begin accepting the fact that your human
feelings exist, and that suppressing them can damage you.
SEVEN: If I am not aware of these feelings, how can I express them?
EMH: Let me ask you this. What would have happened if Kovin had tried
to take Borg technology directly from the Collective?
SEVEN: He would have been assimilated.
EMH: Precisely. Which is why he chose you. He could get what he wanted
without running any risks.
SEVEN: It was my individuality which made me vulnerable.
EMH: Exactly. He violated that individuality. What he did is an affront
to everything you are, Borg and Human.
SEVEN: It was the act of a coward.
EMH: Yes! Someone who was willing to use you in the cruellest way so
that he could create new weapons and sell them.
SEVEN: I believe I'm beginning to experience anger. Anger toward Kovin.
EMH: Good. That's a perfectly healthy, normal response. And when Kovin
gets what he deserves, you're going to feel much better.
Right this way, Magistrate. My laboratory.
EMH: There are no examination tables.
KOVIN: I told you, just work benches.
TUVOK: Is this the entire facility?
EMH: We should scan for signs that the room may have been altered
recently. During her regression, Seven described instruments similar to
KOVIN: Of course she did. She was here.
EMH: She said a device like this was used to remove her optic implant.
KOVIN: That's a micro-calliper. I used it to remove the casing over the
guidance system on the particle beam rifle.
EMH: And isn't this an electro-dynamic probe?
EMH: Hmm. It's equipped with a monofilament stimulator. Could it be
used to manipulate the neurotransmitter levels in a human brain?
KOVIN: Not as it is.
EMH: But with the proper modifications?
KOVIN: With the proper modifications I could reconfigure your comm.
badge to manipulate neurotransmitters. What's your point?
EMH: I believe you've just made it. There is cellular residue on many of
these instruments. It matches Seven's genome. With your permission,
sir, I'd like to take these tools back to Voyager where I can run more
MAGISTRATE: Take whatever you need.
TUVOK: Doctor, there are a number of Borg nanoprobes on the surface of
EMH: I'll just collect a sample. Hmm.
KOVIN: That's where her arm was hit when the rifle overloaded.
TUVOK: The dispersal pattern is consistent with a dermal rupture.
EMH: These nanoprobes were recently regenerated. If this were nothing
more than cellular residue from Seven's injury, the nanoprobes would be
dormant. But these have been activated in a very specific pattern.
MAGISTRATE: I've seen enough. Kovin, there is sufficient evidence here
to detain you pending official proceedings.
KOVIN: No. Please. No.
(Kovin grabs a hand weapons.)
KOVIN: Stay where you are.
MAGISTRATE: Kovin, don't!
KOVIN: I trusted you. You said it would be an impartial investigation.
But you're all determined to find what you want to find. Well, I'm not
going to let this happen.
(Kovin beams himself away.)
TUVOK: Tuvok to Voyager.
JANEWAY [OC]: Janeway here.
TUVOK: Mister Kovin has transported out of the laboratory.
[OC]: Can you track his present position?
JANEWAY: Stand by.
KIM: I'm picking up a transporter signature, three hundred kilometres
above the surface.
PARIS: Captain, there's a ship powering it's engines at those
JANEWAY: Magistrate, do you want us to follow him?
MAGISTRATE: Yes, but I'd like to join you.
JANEWAY [OC]: Very well. We'll beam you to Voyager. Stand by.
Kovin's ship is on a heading of one eight mark two five.
JANEWAY: Set an intercept course. Get ready to lock on a tractor beam.
CHAKOTAY: He's only at half impulse. His ship may not have warp
PARIS: We're at nine thousand kilometres and closing.
CHAKOTAY: I'm engaging the tractor beam.
(Kovin fires a bright light at Voyager.)
PARIS: I can't find him. All of my sensor readings have disappeared.
KIM: He generated a photonic pulse. It took them offline. We'll have to
reinitialise the entire sensor array.
JANEWAY: Do it. Our investigation has suddenly turned into a manhunt.
CHAKOTAY: The fact that he's running shows that he's got something to
hide. Until we find out what that is, we can't risk letting him go.
Captain's log, stardate 51679.4. We've detected the warp signature from
Kovin's ship and we're now in pursuit. In the meantime, Tuvok and I
have been examining the tools from Kovin's lab.
JANEWAY: This isn't getting us anywhere. Seven's cellular residue is on
everyone of these, but that would be true if she simply handled them.
TUVOK: My examination of the rifle is equally inconclusive. It may have
overloaded accidentally, or not.
JANEWAY: I'm getting a bad feeling about this, Tuvok. We aren't finding
anything that implicates Kovin.
TUVOK: I told him our investigation would be impartial. I believe it
JANEWAY: It has, but I'll admit I had some preconceptions about him.
They may have influenced my judgment. The strongest evidence so far is
the batch of nanoprobes the Doctor found. The fact that they were
regenerated suggests that Kovin was experimenting with them.
TUVOK: We don't know a great deal about the interaction between
nanoprobes and Borg physiology. It might be worthwhile to simulate the
effect of the rifle blast on Seven's arm and see what happens to the
JANEWAY: Good. Maybe that'll give us some answers.
EMH: Is this really necessary, Captain? She's suffered enough trauma
JANEWAY: We don't want to make accusations against an innocent man. We
have to do everything we can to find some concrete evidence.
SEVEN: He's not an innocent man. I know what he did to me.
TUVOK: But we must have proof, and this experiment may provide us with
it. We've configured this hypospray to simulate the energy of a thoron
blast. We'll collect thin layers of your skin tissue and examine the
effects. It won't be painful.
SEVEN: I'm not afraid. I am angry.
JANEWAY: I know. Try to be patient. We may have some answers soon.
(Tuvok injects Seven's hand.)
right, let's see what we've got.
(Janeway puts a slide under a microscope.)
JANEWAY: I think you'd better take a look.
SEVEN: What do you see?
EMH: The nanoprobes are regenerating in exactly the same pattern we saw
in Kovin's laboratory. It appears to be a spontaneous response which
could have been caused by the energy released from the thoron weapon.
SEVEN: It doesn't matter. Kovin is guilty.
JANEWAY: Seven, there's no doubt in my mind that you believe what
you're saying. But is it possible, just possible, that the memories you
and the Doctor recovered aren't accurate?
SEVEN: How could that be?
JANEWAY: During your time with the Borg, you were subjected to invasive
medical procedures. You undoubtedly witnessed other victims being
assimilated. Could that be what you're remembering?
SEVEN: You know that's not right. Tell them.
EMH: Everything led me to believe that you were a victim. Your extreme
response to Kovin in Engineering, your irrational fear when I was
examining you. Something prompted that behaviour, and I believed it was
a repressed memory of your ordeal with Kovin.
SEVEN: That is what it was.
EMH: But if I'm to be impartial, I have to acknowledge that your
neurology is still something of a mystery to me. I can't be certain
what triggered those memories, and we can't ignore the fact that this
evidence supports Kovin's story, and not yours.
SEVEN: You were the one who helped me to understand what happened and
now you're denying it.
JANEWAY: Seven, no one's abandoning you, but we have to do what's
right. We have to find Kovin and tell him what we've learned.
SEVEN: The Doctor told me I would feel better when Kovin gets what he
deserves. I want him to be punished. I won't settle for anything
JANEWAY: Mister Paris?
PARIS: He's in range.
JANEWAY: Visual. Hail him.
TUVOK: No response. He's charging weapons.
JANEWAY: Open a channel, all frequencies. Mister Kovin, this is Captain
Janeway. We believe we've made a mistake in accusing you. We only want
to correct the situation. Stand down your weapons.
TUVOK: He's responding.
KOVIN [on viewscreen]: Stop your pursuit. I can damage your ship.
JANEWAY: We're not here to take you by force.
KOVIN [on viewscreen]: Then let me go.
MAGISTRATE: Kovin, listen to me. The proceedings must be resolved.
KOVIN [on viewscreen]: This is a trap.
JANEWAY: No. We've discovered information that supports your story.
KOVIN [on viewscreen]: I don't believe you.
EMH: We've re-examined the evidence. Finding the nanoprobes led us to
the wrong conclusion. We know now that your thoron rifle did overload.
TUVOK: He's firing a spread of photon pulses.
KIM: Shields down to eighty two percent.
JANEWAY: Back off. Give him some breathing room.
PARIS: He's coming about, heading right for us.
CHAKOTAY: Direct hit to the power grid.
MAGISTRATE: Innocent or not, he's going to destroy your vessel.
JANEWAY: He's come under enough fire from us already. Harry, try to
beam him off his ship.
KIM: He's thrown up a scattering field. I can't get a lock.
JANEWAY: Keep trying.
CHAKOTAY: Shields are down.
TUVOK: He's shunting all power to his photonic emitters.
MAGISTRATE: We must protect ourselves. Disable his ship.
JANEWAY: No! Evasive manoeuvres. Hard to port, full thrusters
KIM: I've almost got a lock on him. A few more seconds.
TUVOK: He's charging weapons again. Captain, his emitters are
overloading. All his systems are destabilising.
JANEWAY: Open a channel. Kovin, shut down your scattering field. Let us
beam you aboard. Kovin!
CHAKOTAY: He's firing.
(Kovin's ship goes KaBOOM!)
KIM: I can't find anything to lock onto, Captain.
MAGISTRATE: There's nothing more we could have done.
JANEWAY: Stand down Red alert. Mister Paris, set a course back to the
(Janeway gives the EMH then Seven stern Looks before sitting down.)
Medical Officer's log, stardate 51658.2. I've spent the past three days
being cross-examined by the Entharan authorities, but the matter is
SEVEN: I'm here for my weekly maintenance.
EMH: Oh, of course. This way, please.
EMH: Metabolic rate is stable. Electro-optic implant is aligned. Your blood pressure is slightly off,
but within tolerance. You're in perfect health. See you next week.
SEVEN: I do not feel perfect.
EMH: What do you mean?
SEVEN: I am preoccupied by Kovin's death.
EMH: Join the club. It's all I can think about.
SEVEN: As a Borg, I was responsible for the destruction of countless
millions and I felt nothing. But now, I regret the destruction of this
EMH: It's called remorse, Seven. It comes into play when you make a
mistake, and you feel guilt about what you've done. Another new emotion
for you to experience.
SEVEN: I do not enjoy this remorse any more than I enjoyed anger. Will
the feeling subside?
EMH: Yes. But not quickly.
SEVEN: I would rather not have to wait.
EMH: I'm afraid you don't have much choice.
EMH: But maybe I do.
I've isolated the algorithms responsible for my desire to expand beyond
my original programming. I want to delete them.
EMH: It was my urge to experiment, my infatuation with improving
myself, that led to this tragedy. I fancied myself a psychologist, a
ship's counsellor. But I wasn't prepared for the complexities that come
with such a responsibility. In my enthusiasm to help Seven of Nine, I
lost my medical objectivity. I became a self-righteous advocate. I
didn't stop to think for one second that I might be wrong. That mustn't
JANEWAY: You want to go back to the state you were in when we first
EMH: I'll still be capable of treating any and all medical conditions,
but without the risk of overstepping my bounds. It's for the best,
JANEWAY: Oh, I'm not so sure. This crew has benefited greatly from your
improvements over the years. Request denied.
JANEWAY: I won't turn back the clock because of one mistake, no matter
how serious. And no matter how you might feel.
EMH: I'm a physician. I'm supposed to preserve life, not destroy it. I
can't live with the thought that I might do it again.
JANEWAY: With any luck, that knowledge will prevent it from happening
again. We all rallied around Seven, Doctor, myself included. I wanted
her to know she was part of this family, that we would support her,
fight for her, no matter what. We let our good intentions blind us. We
all bear responsibility for Kovin's death, and we all have to live with
it. But to delete that burden would be the last thing any of us should