Unhappy with a new treaty, Federation Colonists along the Cardassian
border have banded together.
Calling themselves 'The Maquis', they continue to fight the Cardassians.
Some consider them heroes, but to the governments of the Federation and Cardassia, they are outlaws.
(A massive Cardassian ship is firing at a tiny little vessel.)
CHAKOTAY: (native American with a tattoo) Damage report.
TUVOK: (Vulcan) Shields at sixty percent.
TORRES: (human-Klingon woman) A fuel line has ruptured. Attempting to compensate. Damn it!
We're barely maintaining impulse. I can't get any more out of it.
CHAKOTAY: Be creative!
TORRES: How am I supposed to be creative with a thirty nine year old rebuilt
GUL EVEK [on viewscreen]: Maquis ship, this is Gul Evek of the Cardassian Fourth
Order. Cut your engines and prepare to surrender or we will d
(Chakotay cuts the transmission.)
CHAKOTAY: Initiating evasive pattern omega. Mark.
TUVOK: Shields at fifty percent.
CHAKOTAY: I need more power if we're going to make it to the Badlands.
TORRES: Take the weapons offline. We'll transfer all power to the engines.
TUVOK: Considering the circumstances, I question that proposal at this time.
TORRES: What does it matter? We're not making a dent in their shields anyway! You wanted creative.
CHAKOTAY: Tuvok, shut down all the phaser banks. If you can give me another
thirty seconds at full impulse, I'll get us into the Badlands.
TUVOK: Phasers offline.
CHAKOTAY: Throw the last photons at them and then give me the power from the
TUVOK: Acknowledged. Firing photons.
(Two torpedoes explode against the Cardassian ship.)
CHAKOTAY: Are you reading any plasma storms ahead?
TUVOK: One. Co-ordinates one seven one, mark four three.
CHAKOTAY: That's where I'm going.
TUVOK: Plasma storm density increasing by fourteen percent. Twenty. Twenty five.
CHAKOTAY: Hold on!
(The little ship dodges around the plasma streamers.)
TUVOK: The Cardassian ship is not reducing power. They're following
CHAKOTAY: Gul Evek must feel daring today.
TUVOK: They've taken a hit on their port blade. They're sending out a
distress signal on all Cardassian frequencies.
CHAKOTAY: Can you plot a course through these plasma fields, Mister
TUVOK: The storm's activity is typically widespread in this vicinity. I can plot a course, but I'm afraid it will require an indirect route.
CHAKOTAY: We can use a time to make some repairs. What was that?
TUVOK: Curious. We've just passed through some kind of coherent
TUVOK: Unknown. Now there appears to be a massive displacement wave
moving toward us.
CHAKOTAY: Another storm?
TUVOK: It's not a plasma phenomenon. At current speeds, it will
intercept us in less than thirty seconds.
CHAKOTAY: Anything left in those impulse generators, B'Elanna?
TORRES: We'll find out.
TUVOK: Still exceeding our speed.
CHAKOTAY: Maximum power.
TUVOK: Wave is continuing to accelerate. It will intercept us in eight seconds. Five.
(Everything goes white.)
[Federation Penal Settlement, New Zealand]
(Inmates are busy constructing something. They all wear ankle-tags. One young man is up a piece of scaffolding using a laser-like device.)
JANEWAY: Tom Paris? Kathryn Janeway. I served with your father on the
Al-Batani. I wonder if we could go somewhere and talk.
PARIS: About what?
JANEWAY: About a job we'd like you to do for us.
PARIS: I'm already doing a job for the Federation.
JANEWAY: I've been told the Rehab Commission is very pleased with
your work. They've given me their approval to discuss this matter with
PARIS: Well then, I guess I'm yours.
(Walking through the trees.)
JANEWAY: Your father taught me a great deal. I was his science
officer during the Orias expedition.
PARIS: You must be good. My father only accepts the best and the
JANEWAY: I'm leaving on a mission to find a Maquis ship that
disappeared in the Badlands a week ago.
PARIS: I wouldn't if I were you.
PARIS: I've never seen a Federation starship that could manoeuvre
through the plasma storms.
JANEWAY: You've never seen Voyager. We'd like you to come along.
PARIS: You'd like me to lead you to my former colleagues. I was only
with the Maquis a few weeks before I was captured, Captain. I don't know
where most of their hiding places are.
JANEWAY: You know the territory better than anyone we've got.
PARIS: What's so important about this particular Maquis ship?
JANEWAY: My Chief of Security was on board, undercover. He was
supposed to report in twice during the last six days. He didn't.
PARIS: Maybe it's just your Chief of Security who's disappeared.
JANEWAY: Maybe. That ship was under the command of another former
Starfleet officer, named Chakotay. I understand you knew him.
PARIS: That's right.
JANEWAY: The two of you didn't get along too well, I'm told.
PARIS: Chakotay will tell you he left Starfleet on principle, to
defend his home colony from the Cardassians. I, on the other hand, was
forced to resign. He considered me a mercenary, willing to fight for
anyone who'd pay my bar bill. Trouble is, he was right. I have no
problem helping you track down my friends in the Maquis,
Captain. All I need to know from you is what's in it for me.
JANEWAY: You help us find that ship, we help you at your next outmeet
PARIS: Ah ha.
JANEWAY: Officially, you'd be a Starfleet observer during the
PARIS: Observer? Oh hell, I'm the best pilot you could have.
JANEWAY: You'll be an observer. When it's over, you're cut loose.
PARIS: The story of my life.
(Approaching a Cardassian-design space station. It is piloted by a black-haired woman.)
PARIS: Stadi, you're changing my mind about Betazoids.
PARIS: Oh, that wasn't a compliment. Until today I always considered your people
warm and sensual.
STADI: I can be warm and sensual.
PARIS: Just not to me.
STADI: Do you always fly at women at warp speed, Mister Paris?
PARIS: Only when they're in visual range.
STADI: That's our ship. That's Voyager.
(It is docked at an upper pylon.)
STADI: Intrepid class. Sustainable
cruise velocity of warp factor nine point nine seven five. Fifteen decks. Crew complement of one hundred and forty one. Bio-neural circuitry.
STADI: Some of the traditional circuitry has been replaced by gel
packs that contain bio-neural cells. They organise information more
efficiently, speed up response time.
(The shuttlecraft flies past Voyager.)
[Quark's, Deep Space Nine]
(Morn is in his usual seat.)
QUARK: If I may say so, it's been my special pleasure to see many new
officers like yourself come through these portals. Your parents must be
very proud, my boy. You know, on an occasion like this
KIM: I'm really not interested.
KIM: You were about to try to sell me something, right?
QUARK: I was merely going to suggest that your parents might
appreciate a memento of your first mission.
KIM: And you happen to have several to choose from?
QUARK: I do carry a select line of unique artefacts and gem stones
indigenous to this region. Why, quite recently, I acquired these Lobi
crystals from a very strange creature called a Morn.
KIM: We were warned about the Ferengi at the Academy.
QUARK: Warned about Ferengi, were you?
KIM: That's right.
QUARK: Slurs about my people at Starfleet Academy.
KIM: What I meant was
QUARK: Here I am, trying to be a cordial host, knowing how much a
young officer's parents would appreciate a token of his love on the eve
of a dangerous mission, and what do I get for my trouble? Scurrilous
insults. Well, somebody's going to hear about this. What's your name, son?
KIM: My name?
QUARK: You have one, I presume?
KIM: Kim, Harry Kim. But I
QUARK: And who was it at the Academy who warned you about Ferengi?
KIM: You know, I think a memento for my parents would be a great
QUARK: Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
KIM: Really. What are these? It would make a great pendant for my mother.
QUARK: Or cufflinks for your father.
KIM: Cufflinks. Great idea.
QUARK: They're not for sale. Now, inform your commanding officer that
the Federation Council can expect an official query.
KIM: How much for the entire tray?
QUARK: Cash or credit?
PARIS: (in uniform) Dazzling, aren't they? As bright as a Koladan diamond.
PARIS: Hard to believe you can find them on any planet in the system.
QUARK: That's an exaggeration.
PARIS: You know, there's a shop at the Volnar Colony that sells a
dozen assorted shapes for one Cardassian lek. How much are you selling
QUARK: We were just about to negotiate the price.
PARIS: Come on.
(Paris leads young Kim away from the bar.)
PARIS: Didn't they warn you about Ferengi at the Academy?
(Paris and Kim enter. The doctor and a Vulcan nurse are dealing with a patient on a biobed.)
DOCTOR: Run a level three diagnostic, just to be sure. Can I
PARIS: Tom Paris, reporting on board.
DOCTOR: Oh yes. The observer.
PARIS: That's me. As a matter of fact, I seem to be observing some
kind of problem right now, Doctor.
DOCTOR: I was a surgeon at the hospital on Caldic Prime at the
same time you were stationed there. We never actually met. Your medical
records have arrived from your last posting, Mister Paris. Everything seems
to be in order. The Captain asked if you were on board. You should check
in with her.
KIM: Er, I haven't paid my respects to the Captain yet either.
DOCTOR: Well, Mister Kim, that would be a good thing for a new
operations officer to do.
KIM: What was that all about?
PARIS: It's a long story, Harry, and I'm tired of telling it. I'm sure
someone around here will tell you before long.
(A split level room with the higher part by the windows, so little
Kathryn can stand there and be eye to eye with her crewmen.)
MARK [on monitor]: The doctor called.
MARK [on monitor]: And I was right.
JANEWAY: She's pregnant?
MARK [on monitor]: The puppies are due in seven weeks.
JANEWAY: Oh, Mark. You've got to take her home with you.
MARK [on monitor]: With me? I just got the rugs cleaned.
JANEWAY: She's with child. I can't leave her in a kennel while I'm
MARK [on monitor]: Is this another 'love me, love my dog' demand?
MARK [on monitor]: How could I ever refuse you?
JANEWAY: Thanks, honey.
MARK [on monitor]: So, when are you leaving?
JANEWAY: As soon as I approve these systems status reports.
MARK [on monitor]: All right. Then I won't bother you anymore.
JANEWAY: Hey. You never bother me, except the way I love to be
MARK [on monitor]: I'll remember that.
JANEWAY: See you in a few weeks. Oh, Mark, go by my house and pick up
the doggie bed. She'll be more comfortable.
MARK [on monitor]: I already did, an hour ago.
(Janeway blows a kiss and ends transmission. Doorbell.)
JANEWAY: Come in.
(Paris and Kim enter.)
JANEWAY: Gentlemen, welcome aboard Voyager.
KIM: Thank you, sir.
JANEWAY: Mister Kim, at ease before you sprain something. Ensign,
despite Starfleet protocol, I don't like being addressed as sir.
KIM: I'm sorry, ma'am.
JANEWAY: Ma'am is acceptable in a crunch, but I prefer Captain. We're getting ready to leave. Let me show you to
JANEWAY: Did you have any problems getting here, Mister Paris?
PARIS: None at all, Captain.
JANEWAY: My first officer, Lieutenant Commander Cavit. Ensign Kim, Mister Paris.
CAVIT: (human male going grey) Welcome aboard.
(He shakes Kim's hand, then Paris' reluctantly and walks away.)
JANEWAY: Ensign Kim, this is your station. Would you like to take
KIM: Yes, ma'am.
(Rear of the bridge, on the right as we view it.)
JANEWAY: It's not crunch time yet, Mister Kim. I'll let you know
CAVIT: Lieutenant Stadi, lay in the course and clear our departure
STADI: Course entered, Ops has cleared us.
CAVIT: Ready thrusters.
KIM: Thrusters ready.
CAVIT: Initiate launching sequence.
STADI: Sequence underway.
(At the prow of the ship, with picture windows - a small Ten Forward.)
(Paris enters and goes to the food replicator.)
PARIS: Tomato soup.
COMPUTER: There are fourteen varieties of tomato soup available from this
replicator. With rice, with vegetables, Bolian style, with pasta,
COMPUTER: Specify hot or chilled.
PARIS: Hot. Hot, plain, tomato soup.
(Paris takes the bowl and goes to sit by Kim. The doctor and Cavit get up and walk away.)
PARIS: There, you see? I told you
it wouldn't take long.
KIM: Is it true?
PARIS: Was the accident my fault? Yes. Pilot error. But it took me a
while to admit it. Oh, fourteen varieties and they can't even get plain tomato
KIM: They said you falsified reports.
PARIS: That's right.
PARIS: What's the difference? I lied.
KIM: But then you came forward and you admitted that it was your
PARIS: I'll tell you the truth, Harry. All I had to do was keep my
mouth shut and I was home free. But I couldn't. The ghosts of those
three dead officers came to me in the middle of the night and taught me
the true meaning of Christmas. So I confessed. Worst mistake I ever made
but not my last. After they cashiered me out of Starfleet, I went out
looking for a fight and found the Maquis. And on my first assignment, I
KIM: It must have been especially tough for you, being the son of an
PARIS: Frankly, I think it was tougher on my father than it was on
me. Look, I know those guys told you to stay away from me. And you know
what? You ought to listen to them. I'm not exactly a good luck charm.
KIM: I don't need anyone to choose my friends for me.
JANEWAY [OC]: Janeway to Paris.
PARIS: Go ahead.
JANEWAY [OC]: Report to the Bridge. We're approaching the Badlands.
(Voyager sweeps between plasma streamers as Paris enters. Janeway and Cavit are at the Tactical station.)
ROLLINS: Plasma storms were measured at levels three and four.
JANEWAY: The Cardassians gave us the last known heading of the Maquis
ship, and we have charts of the plasma storm activity the day it
disappeared. With a little help, we might be able to approximate its
PARIS: I'd guess they were trying to get to one of the M-class
planetoids in the Terikof Belt.
CAVIT: That's beyond the Moriya system.
ROLLINS: The plasma storms would have forced them in this
JANEWAY: Adjust our course to match.
CAVIT: Aye, Captain.
JANEWAY: The Cardassians claimed they forced the Maquis ship into a
plasma storm where it was destroyed, but our probes haven't picked up
PARIS: A plasma storm might not leave any debris.
JANEWAY: We'd still be able to pick up a resonance trace from the
KIM: Captain, I'm reading a coherent tetryon beam scanning us.
JANEWAY: Origin, Mister Kim.
KIM: I'm not sure. There's also a displacement wave moving toward us.
JANEWAY: On screen.
(The viewscreen shows a narrow band of energy heading towards them.)
KIM: It's some kind of polarised magnetic variation.
CAVIT: We might be able to disperse it with a graviton particle
JANEWAY: Do it. Red alert. Move us away from it, Lieutenant.
STADI: New heading, four one mark one eight zero.
CAVIT: Initiating graviton field.
KIM: The graviton field had no effect.
JANEWAY: Full impulse.
KIM: The wave will intercept us in twelve seconds.
JANEWAY: Can we go to warp?
STADI: Not until we clear the plasma field, Captain.
KIM: Five seconds.
JANEWAY: Brace for impact.
(Cavit is sent flying across the bridge as the wave hits. White out. The bridge is a mess with broken conduits and shorting cables.
Janeway checks Cavit for a pulse. Nothing.)
KIM: Hull breach, deck fourteen. Comm. lines to Engineering are down. Trying
JANEWAY: Repair crews, seal off hull breach on deck fourteen.
CREWWOMAN [OC]: Aye, Captain.
ROLLINS: Casualty reports coming in. Sickbay is not responding.
JANEWAY: Bridge to Sickbay. Doctor, can you hear me? Paris, how's Stadi?
PARIS: She's dead.
KIM: Captain, there's something out there.
JANEWAY: I need a better description than that, Mister Kim.
KIM: I don't know. I'm reading. I'm not sure what I'm reading.
JANEWAY: Can you get the viewscreen operational?
KIM: I'm trying.
(A space station with four arms upper and lower, and two larger ones centre, appears on screen. It is firing energy pulses in one direction,
away from Voyager.)
KIM: Captain, if these sensors are working, we're over
seventy thousand light years from where we were. We're on the other side of the
(After Voyager moves in closer to the station and finds the little Maquis ship, the dead and injured are being stretchered off the bridge.)
KIM: I'm not reading any life signs on the Maquis ship.
JANEWAY: What about on that, that array?
KIM: Our sensors can't penetrate it.
JANEWAY: Any idea what those pulses are that are coming from it, Mister
KIM: Massive bursts of radiant energy. They seem to be directed
toward a nearby G-type star system.
JANEWAY: Try hailing the array.
CAREY [OC]: Engineering to Bridge. We have some severe damage. The
Chief's dead. Possibility of a warp core breach.
JANEWAY: Secure all engineering systems. I'm on my way.
KIM: No response from the array.
JANEWAY: Ensign, get down to Sickbay. See what's going on. Mister
Rollins, the Bridge is yours.
ROLLINS: Aye, Captain.
PARIS: Harry, wait for me.
(Sickbay is on fire and everyone is dead.)
PARIS: They must have been right next to the console when it exploded.
(Kim gets asbestos gauntlets and an extinguisher and puts the fire out.)
(Janeway pins her hair back up and enters. Something goes bang.)
COMPUTER: Warning. Warp core microfracture. Breach imminent.
JANEWAY: What's the warp core pressure?
CAREY: Twenty one hundred kilopascals.
JANEWAY: Lock down the magnetic constrictors.
CAREY: If we lock them down at these pressure levels, we might not be
able to reinitialise the dilithium reaction.
COMPUTER: Warning. Warp core microfracture. Breach imminent.
JANEWAY: We don't have a choice. We've got to get the reaction rate
down before we try to seal it.
KIM: Computer, initiate Emergency Medical Holographic programme.
(A balding human male appears.)
EMH: Please state the nature of the medical emergency.
KIM: Multiple percussive injuries.
EMH: Status of your doctor?
KIM: He's dead.
EMH: Point four cc's of trianoline.
PARIS: We lost our nurse too.
EMH: How soon are replacement medical personnel expected?
KIM: That could be a problem. We're pretty far away from replacements
(The EMH gives one man a hypo then hands it to Kim.)
EMH: Tricorder. Medical tricorder. A replacement must be
requested as soon as possible. I am programmed only as a short-term
emergency supplement to the medical team.
PARIS: Well, we may be stuck with you for a while, Doc.
EMH: There's no need for concern. I am capable of treating any injury
or disease. No concussion. You'll be fine. Clean him up.
JANEWAY: Unlock the magnetic constrictors.
CAREY: Constrictors online.
CAREY: It's working. Twenty five hundred kilopascals and holding.
ROLLINS [OC]: Bridge to Janeway. We're being scanned by the array, Captain. It's penetrated our shields.
JANEWAY: What kind of scan? Bridge? Janeway to Bridge, respond.
JANEWAY: Initiate emergency lock-off.
(Kim and Paris help a man onto a biobed as the EMH examines a woman on the next one.)
EMH: You're not seriously hurt. You can return to your station.
(She starts to sit up and vanishes. Then everyone else vanishes too.)
EMH: This is the
Emergency Holographic Doctor speaking. I gave no permission
for anyone to be transported out of Sickbay. Hello? Sickbay to Bridge. I
believe someone has failed to terminate my programme. Please respond.
(The corn is as high as Kim's eye. Palomino ponies graze. A middle-aged woman comes off the verandah of a big white clapperboard house carrying
AUNT ADAH: Come up here. Come on, now. I have a pitcher of lemonade
and some sugar cookies.
(Every crew person has a tricorder.)
JANEWAY: Don't believe your eyes, Mister Paris. We've only
transported a hundred kilometres. We're inside the array.
KIM: There's no indication of stable matter. All this must be some
kind of holographic projection.
AUNT ADAH: Oh, you poor things. You must be tired out. Come on
and sit down and rest awhile. Have a cold drink, hmm?
JANEWAY: No, thank you. My name is Kathryn Janeway, captain of the
Federation Starship Voyager.
AUNT ADAH: Now, just make yourselves right at home. The neighbours
should be here any minute. Oh! Why, here they are!
(A group of people arrive.)
CARETAKER: (old man with banjo) Well, good to see you. Welcome.
DAUGHTER: We're real glad you dropped by.
AUNT ADAH: Now we can get started. You're all invited to the
CARETAKER: Let's have some music!
(The old man starts playing and the farm folk dance. After a while -)
PARIS: The crew's scattered around this farm, Captain, but they're all
JANEWAY: Move around. Scan the area. See if you can find anything
that might be a holographic generator.
AUNT ADAH: Have some nice fresh corn on the cob. Fresh corn on the
cob. Corn on the cob. Corn on the cob.
JANEWAY: Can you tell me why we're here?
AUNT ADAH: Oh, we don't mean you any harm. I'm sorry if we put you out. Why
don't you just put your feet up and get comfortable while you wait?
JANEWAY: Wait for what?
AUNT ADAH: Isn't anybody hungry? Come on now, make yourselves at home. I'm
sorry if we put you out.
(Kim and Paris walk around the house. A dog follows them.)
DAUGHTER: Hey, let me show you around. The root cellar's right over
KIM: What's down there?
DAUGHTER: Potatoes, onions. But it's real private.
KIM: Paris, she's only a hologram.
PARIS: No reason to be rude.
KIM: Sporocystian life signs. What's in the barn?
DAUGHTER: Oh, nothing but a big old pile of hay. Hey, come on, let's go
see the duck pond. There's nothing in there. It's just a dark, smelly
barn. Hey, do y'all want some devilled eggs? Huh?
(Paris and Kim move the girl aside and enter.)
DAUGHTER: See? Nothing but hay.
KIM: There is a life form here. Just one.
KIM: It's everywhere. I'm also reading some kind of matrix-processing
device. It may be the holographic generator. Paris, humanoid life signs
over here. I'm reading a Vulcan and several humans.
DAUGHTER: I'm not ready for you yet!
(The girl blocks their way and the dog snarls at them.)
PARIS: Paris to Janeway.
(The girl knocks Paris down.)
JANEWAY: Janeway here. Paris? Come on!
(Adah appears from thin air with a pitchfork, then the rest of the farmers. Janeway and four crew run in and the door closes behind them.)
AUNT ADAH: Very well. Since no one seems to care for any corn, we'll
have to proceed ahead of schedule.
(The barn wall disappears to reveal a high-tech room that goes on into the distance. Chakotay, B'Elanna and Tuvok are lying on
narrow ledges with a long needles sticking into their abdomens. Just as the farmers and Voyager crew vanish we see that all the Maquis are there.
The next shot is of Janeway having her stomach skewered and her passing out. Paris is next to her and across the aisle Kim screams.
(The crew wake up.)
JANEWAY: Janeway to Bridge. Anybody there?
ROLLINS [OC]: Yes, Captain. We're here.
JANEWAY: How long were we over there?
ROLLINS: Almost three days.
JANEWAY [OC]: Three days?
ROLLINS: Captain, the Maquis ship is powering up its engines.
JANEWAY: Tractor them. All senior officers, report
JANEWAY [OC]: To the Bridge immediately.
EMH: Excuse me. Could you explain what has transpired?
PARIS: Computer, locate Ensign Kim.
COMPUTER: Ensign Kim is not on board.
PARIS: Paris to Janeway.
JANEWAY [OC]: Go ahead.
PARIS [OC]: Kim didn't come back with us. He must still be over
JANEWAY: Acknowledged. Computer, how many crewmen are unaccounted
COMPUTER: One. Ensign Harry Kim.
JANEWAY: Hail the Maquis. Commander Chakotay. My name is
Captain Kathryn Janeway.
CHAKOTAY [on viewscreen]: How do you know my name?
JANEWAY: We were on a mission to find you when we were brought here
by the array. One of our crewman is missing. Was he transported back to
your ship by accident?
CHAKOTAY [on viewscreen]: No. A member of our crew is missing too. B'Elanna Torres,
JANEWAY: Commander, you and I have the same problem. I think it makes
sense to try and solve it together, don't you?
CHAKOTAY [on viewscreen]: Three of us will transport to your ship.
ROLLINS: They're powering down their engines, dropping their shields.
(Paris enters. Chakotay, Tuvok and Ayala beam in. That's three tall dark and handsome men.)
ROLLINS: Watch out, Captain. They're armed.
JANEWAY: Put down your weapons. You won't need those here. It's good
to have you back, Mister Tuvok.
TUVOK: I must inform you that I was assigned to
infiltrate your crew, sir. I am Captain Janeway's Chief of Security.
CHAKOTAY: Were you going to deliver us into their waiting hands,
TUVOK: My mission was to accumulate information on Maquis activities, and then deliver you into their waiting hands. That is
CHAKOTAY: I see you had help.
PARIS: It's good to see you too, Chakotay.
CHAKOTAY: At least the Vulcan was doing his duty as a Starfleet
officer. But you, you betrayed us for what? Freedom from prison?
Latinum? What was your price this time?
JANEWAY: You are speaking to a member of my crew. I expect you to
treat him with the same respect as you would have me treat a member of
yours. Now, we have a lot to accomplish, and I suggest we all
concentrate on finding our people and getting ourselves back home.
TUVOK: Based on my initial reconnaissance, Captain, I am convinced we
are dealing with a single entity in the array. I would suggest he
scanned our computers in order to select a comfortable holographic
environment. In effect, a waiting room to pacify us prior to biometric
PARIS: An examination?
TUVOK: It is the most logical explanation. Why else would he have
released us unharmed?
PARIS: Not all of us were.
JANEWAY: Break out the compression phaser rifles. Meet us in
Transporter Room two. We're going back. We'll divide into teams. Mister
Tuvok, while Chakotay and I are looking for Torres and Kim, your job is
to find out as much about this array as you can. It brought us here. We
have to assume it can send us home. Agreed? (Chakotay nods.) Mister Rollins, maintain
Red alert. Keep us on constant transporter locks.
PARIS: Captain. I'd like to go with you.
JANEWAY: If this has something to do with what Chakotay said.
PARIS: It doesn't. I'd just, I'd hate to see anything happen to
JANEWAY: Come on.
(The two parties meet up. Tuvok is in Starfleet uniform.)
TUVOK: There are no humanoid lifeforms indicated, Captain. Kim and
Torres are not within tricorder range. They may not be on the array.
CHAKOTAY: He can tell us where they are.
(The old man is on a bench plucking his banjo.)
JANEWAY: Maintain your comm. link. I don't want to lose anyone else.
CARETAKER: Oh, why have you come back? You don't have what I need.
JANEWAY: I don't know what you need and frankly I don't care. I just
want our people back and I want us all to be sent home.
CARETAKER: Oh, well now. Aren't you contentious for a minor bipedal
JANEWAY: This minor bipedal species doesn't take kindly to being
CARETAKER: Oh, it was necessary.
CHAKOTAY: Where are our people?
CARETAKER: They are no longer here.
JANEWAY: What have you done to them?
CARETAKER: You don't have what I need. They might. No, you'll have to
CHAKOTAY: We won't do that.
JANEWAY: We are their commanding officers. We are entrusted with
their safety. They are our responsibility. That may be a concept you
CARETAKER: Oh, no, I do understand, but I have no choice. There just
is not enough time left.
JANEWAY: Left for what?
CARETAKER: I must honour a debt that can never be repaid, but my
search has not been going well.
JANEWAY: Tell us what you're looking for. Maybe we can help you find
CARETAKER: You? I've searched the galaxy with methods beyond your
comprehension. No, there's nothing you can do.
JANEWAY: You've taken us seventy thousand light years from our home. We have no
way back unless you send us, and we won't leave without the others.
CARETAKER: But sending you back is terribly complicated. Don't you
understand? I don't have time. Not enough time!
(He waves his arm and the group is sent back to the Bridge.)
NURSE [telepath]: He's regaining consciousness.
OCAMPA DOCTOR [telepath]: How do you feel?
KIM: What am I doing here? Where am I?
NURSE: Please don't try to move yet. You are very ill.
KIM: Ill? No, no. There's some mistake. I'm not
(He sees growths on his forearm and chest.)
(She leaps off the bed, pushes the doctor away and tries to force open the door. The nurse summons help as Torres beats up the doctor.
Two medics enter and hold her as the doctor gives her a hypo to knock her out again.)
Captain's log, stardate 48315.6. We've traced the energy pulses from the
array to the fifth planet of the neighbouring system and believe they
may have been used in some fashion to transport Kim and Torres to the
JANEWAY: Come in.
TUVOK: Captain, I've observed something peculiar about the pulses. They're
TUVOK: The interval between each pulse has decreased by point four seven seconds
since we arrived. I can offer no explanation.
JANEWAY: That's only one of the mysteries we're dealing with, Mister
Tuvok. Take a look at this.
(A scan of the planet on her desk monitor.)
JANEWAY: It's virtually a desert. Not one ocean, not
one river. It has all the basic characteristics of an M-class planet
except there are no nucleogenic particles in the atmosphere.
TUVOK: That would mean the planet is incapable of producing rain.
JANEWAY: I've studied thousands of M-class planets. I've never seen
an atmosphere without nucleogenics. There must have been some kind of
extraordinary environmental disaster. As soon as repairs are complete,
we'll set a course for the fifth planet.
TUVOK: Captain, you require sleep.
JANEWAY: Kim's mother called me just after he left her. Delightful
woman. He's her only son. He'd left his clarinet behind. She wanted to
know if she had time to send it. I had to tell her no. Did you know he
played clarinet in the Julliard Youth Symphony?
TUVOK: I did not have the opportunity to meet Mister Kim.
JANEWAY: I barely knew him. I never seem to have the chance to get to
know any of them. I have to, I have to take more time to do that.
It's a fine crew and I've got to get them home.
TUVOK: The crew will not benefit from the leadership of an exhausted
JANEWAY: You're right as usual. I've missed your counsel, Tuvok.
TUVOK: I am gratified that you came after me so I can offer it once
JANEWAY: I spoke to your family before I left.
TUVOK: Are they well?
JANEWAY: Well, but worried about you.
TUVOK: That would not be an accurate perception, Captain. Vulcans do
JANEWAY: They miss you.
TUVOK: As I do them.
JANEWAY: I'll get you back to them. That's a promise, Tuvok.
Captain's log, supplemental. The Maquis ship and
Voyager have encountered a debris field where sensors have detected a
small vessel. One humanoid life form is on board.
JANEWAY: Hail them.
(The viewscreen is covered in metal debris. Someone with spots and a mohican hair cut clears it.)
NEELIX [on viewscreen]: Whoever you are, I found this waste zone first.
JANEWAY: We're not interested in this debris, Mister
NEELIX [on viewscreen]: Neelix. And since you're not interested in my debris, well,
I'm delighted to know you.
JANEWAY: Captain Kathryn Janeway of the Federation starship Voyager.
NEELIX [on viewscreen]: A very impressive title. I have no idea what it means, but it
sounds very impressive.
JANEWAY: Do you know this area of space well, Mister Neelix?
NEELIX [on viewscreen]: I am famous for knowing it well. How may I be of service?
JANEWAY: Do you know anything about the array that's sending energy
pulses to the fifth planet?
NEELIX [on viewscreen]: I know enough to stay as far away from it as possible. Wait.
Let me guess. You were whisked away from somewhere else in the galaxy,
and brought here against your will.
JANEWAY: Sounds as though you've heard this story before.
NEELIX [on viewscreen]: Sadly, yes. Thousands of times. Well, hundreds of times.
Maybe fifty times. But the Caretaker has been bringing ships here for months
JANEWAY: The Caretaker?
NEELIX [on viewscreen]: That's what the Ocampa call him. They live on the fifth
planet. Did he kidnap members of your crew?
JANEWAY: As a matter of fact, he did.
NEELIX [on viewscreen]: It's not the first time.
JANEWAY: Do you know where he might have taken them?
NEELIX [on viewscreen]: Just that they're brought to the Ocampa. Nothing more.
JANEWAY: We'd appreciate any help you could give us in finding these
NEELIX [on viewscreen]: I really wish that I could help you, I do, but as you
can see, there's just there's so much debris for me to investigate
today. You'd be surprised the things of value some people abandon.
JANEWAY: Of course, we'd want to compensate you for your trouble.
NEELIX [on viewscreen]: Well, there's really very little that you could offer
NEELIX [on viewscreen]: Unless of course, you had water.
JANEWAY: If you help us find our missing crew members, you can have
all the water you want.
NEELIX [on viewscreen]: That sounds like a very reasonable arrangement.
JANEWAY: Good. We'll beam you over and tow your ship into our shuttle
bay. Mister Tuvok, go to Transporter Room two and meet our guest.
NEELIX [on viewscreen]: Beam?
JANEWAY: We have a technology which can take you instantly from your
ship to ours. It's quite harmless. May we?
(Neelix checks that he is in one piece.)
NEELIX: Astonishing! You Federations are obviously an
TUVOK: The Federation is made up of many cultures. I am Vulcan.
NEELIX: Neelix. Good to meet you!
(Neelix gives Tuvok a bear hug.)
NEELIX: Interesting. What, what exactly, what exactly does all this, all this do?
TUVOK: I assure you that everything in this room has a specific function.
However, it would take several hours to explain it all. I suggest we
proceed to your quarters. Perhaps you would care for a bath.
NEELIX: A what?
(Torres wakes with a start.)
KIM: It's okay. It's okay.
TORRES: Who are you?
KIM: My name is Kim. Harry Kim. I'm an ensign on the Starship
Voyager. I was kidnapped from the array just like you were. I don't know
where we are.
TORRES: What was Starfleet doing at that array?
KIM: We were looking for you, actually. One minute we're in the Badlands, the next
TORRES: You mean you were trying to capture us.
KIM: Yeah. Consider yourself captured. Oh, I know I have a phaser
TORRES: I don't find this at all amusing, Starfleet.
KIM: There's no point. It's locked. Hey! Hey, hey, hey. What's that going to
TORRES: What are they doing to us? What are these things growing on
KIM: Look, do you want them to sedate you again?
TORRES: You're right, Starfleet. It's the Klingon half of me. It's
just it's hard to control it sometimes.
KIM: What's your name, Maquis?
TORRES: B'Elanna. B'Elanna Torres.
(The door opens.)
OCAMPA DOCTOR: I hope you're feeling better. I know how frightening
all this must be for both of you. I've brought some clothes if you'd
care to change.
TORRES: Why are you holding us here?
OCAMPA DOCTOR: You are not prisoners. In fact, we consider you
honoured guests. The Caretaker has sent you to us. As long as you are not
violent, you are free to leave your quarters.
KIM: What's wrong with us? What are these things?
OCAMPA DOCTOR: We really don't know. You must be hungry. Would you
care to join me on the courtyard for a meal?
(It's an enclosed place with glass ceiling and lots of girders. The whumph of the energy packets from the array can be heard.)
OCAMPA DOCTOR: Our food dispensers are right this way.
KIM: We're underground.
OCAMPA DOCTOR: Our society is subterranean. We've lived here for over
five hundred generations.
TORRES: But before that, you lived on the surface?
OCAMPA DOCTOR: Until the Warming began.
KIM: The Warming?
(A crowd gathers.)
OCAMPA DOCTOR: When our surface turned into a desert and the
Caretaker came to protect us. Our ancient journals tell us he opened a
deep chasm in the ground and led our ancestors to this place. Since then
he has provided for all our needs. Please forgive them. They know
you've come from the Caretaker. None of us has ever seen him. This way,
(They jump the queue for a food replicator.)
TORRES: Does the Caretaker provide your meals too?
OCAMPA DOCTOR: In fact, he does. He designed and built this entire
city for us after the Warming. The food processors dispense nutritional
supplements every four point one intervals. It may not offer the exotic
tastes some of our younger people crave these days, but it meets our
KIM: Is this how the Caretaker communicates with you?
(The eating area has large picture windows showing different scenes - sunset, clouds, waterfall.)
OCAMPA DOCTOR: He never communicates directly. We try to interpret
his wishes as best we can.
KIM: I'm curious to know how you've interpreted the Caretaker's
reason for sending us here.
OCAMPA DOCTOR: We believe he must have separated you from your own
species for their protection.
TORRES: Their protection?
OCAMPA DOCTOR: From your illness. Perhaps he's trying to prevent a
TORRES: We weren't sick until we met your Caretaker.
OCAMPA DOCTOR: From time to time, he asks us to care for people with
this disease. It's the least we can do.
TORRES: There have been others? Like us?
OCAMPA DOCTOR: Yes.
TORRES: Where are they?
OCAMPA DOCTOR: Your condition is serious. We don't know exactly how
to treat it. I'm afraid the others did not recover.
Large jugs of water have been arranged as a table centre piece and a banquet is laid out, half devoured.
Steam is coming from the bathroom together with sounds that might be meant to be musical.)
NEELIX: Ah, Mister Vulcan. Come in, come in, please. I can hardly see
(Neelix is taking a bath. Tuvok does not look at him.)
NEELIX: I want to thank you for your hospitality. I must admit, I haven't
had access to a food rebel er, er, replicator before.
TUVOK: I'd never have guessed.
NEELIX: And to immerse myself in water. Oh, do you know what joy this
is? No one around here wastes water in this manner. Good sand
scrub, that's the best that we can hope for.
TUVOK: I am pleased you are enjoying yourself, but we are in orbit of
the fifth planet. We need your assistance.
NEELIX: Oh! Could you hand me the, er, towel?
(The towel stops us seeing Neelix as he stands up.)
NEELIX: If you will scan
the large southern continent you'll find a range of extinct volcanoes.
Follow the foothills north until you discover a dry riverbed. You'll
find an encampment there.
TUVOK: Do you believe our people might be at this location?
NEELIX: It's not impossible. Maybe. Perhaps not. But we'll find them.
We'll need several containers of water to bring for barter. Do these,
er, replicators make clothing as well?
NEELIX: Will it make me a uniform like yours?
TUVOK: No, it most certainly will not.
(Parched red clay, cracked under the red sky. Janeway, Paris, Chakotay, Tuvok and Neelix beam down. People run to a building nearby.)
PARIS: Why would anyone want to live in a place like this?
NEELIX: The rich cormaline deposits are very much in demand.
CHAKOTAY: The Ocampa use it for barter?
NEELIX: Not the Ocampa, the Kazon-Ogla.
JANEWAY: The Kazon-Ogla? Who are the Kazon-Ogla?
NEELIX: They are. Kazon sects control this part of the quadrant. Some
have food, some have ore, some have water. They all trade and they all
kill each other for it.
JANEWAY: I thought you said the Ocampa had our people.
NEELIX: My friends, it's good to see you again!
(A group of Kazon pick up Neelix and carry him to the middle of the settlement. Others take the away team's weapons.)
NEELIX: I must speak with your Maje, the ever-wise Jabin!
(Neelix is put against a wall and weapons are aimed at him.)
NEELIX: Very amusing.
KAZON: Destroy him.
(The others are made to sit down.)
NEELIX: Very amusing. I, I enjoy a joke as much as the next man.
Jabin! My old friend! Water. Water, Jabin. I have water to replace
all that I borrowed. Show them, Mister Paris. Their ship has technology that
makes water out of thin air!
(Jabin takes a bottle from Paris and drinks.)
JABIN: You have more?
JANEWAY: Janeway to Voyager. Energise.
(Two tanks appear. The Kazon run to them.)
JANEWAY: There's more where that came
from, if you can help us.
JABIN: How can we help someone so powerful they can create water out
of thin air?
JANEWAY: This man led us here suggesting we might find a people
called the Ocampa. Do you know where they are?
JABIN: Ocampa. She is Ocampa.
(A slight blonde girl in a doorway.)
JABIN: Why would you be
interested in such worthless creatures? They live only nine years. They
make poor servants. We caught her when she wandered to the surface.
JANEWAY: To the surface? You mean they live underground?
JABIN: The entity in space that gives them food and power also gives
them sole access to the only water on this world, two miles below the
JANEWAY: This same entity has abducted two of our people. We believe
they might be with the Ocampa.
JABIN: There's no way to get to them. We tried. The entity has
established some kind of subterranean barrier we can not penetrate.
CHAKOTAY: But she got out.
JABIN: Occasionally, some of them do find their way to the surface.
We don't know how, but the Ocampa seal the tunnels afterwards.
NEELIX: Maybe she can help these good people find a way down.
JABIN: You'd be wasting your time. I've used every method of
persuasion I know to get her to help us. She won't.
NEELIX: Then she's worthless to you. Let us trade you water for this
scrawny little thing.
JABIN: I'd be more interested in acquiring this technology that
allows you to create water from thin air.
JANEWAY: That would be difficult. It's integrated into our ship's
(Neelix grabs Jabin and holds a tiny weapon to his throat.)
NEELIX: Tell them to drop their weapons. Drop them, my friends, or he
dies in an instant.
JABIN: Do it. Do it!
(The Kazon put down their weapons, Tuvok and Chakotay disarm Jabin.)
NEELIX: Step aside.
(Neelix aims his weapon at the tanks and fires holes in them. The Kazon rush to save as much water as they can.)
NEELIX: Come on!
(The girl runs out to his arms.)
NEELIX: I strongly suggest you get
us out of here.
JANEWAY: Six to beam up.
NEELIX: My dearest. Didn't I promise I'd save you?
(In a dark passageway.)
KIM: Look, I'm sure Captain Janeway is doing everything she can to
TORRES: What makes you think any of them are still alive?
KIM: Should I call for some help?
NURSE: Are you in pain?
TORRES: Are you watching us? I thought we weren't supposed to be your
NURSE: I wasn't watching you. I was coming to give you
something. I don't know if it'll help. It's a medicine. There are people
who have broken from tradition and left the city. Their colony grows
fruits and vegetables. They discovered quite by accident that the moss
that grows on certain fruit trees has healing properties. I'm sorry for
what has happened to you.
KIM: Appreciate this, but the only way we're going to survive is if we
can get to the surface and find our own people.
NURSE: The elders would say that's against the Caretaker's
TORRES: What do you say?
NURSE: The Caretaker's been behaving strangely for the past
several months. Abducting people, increasing the power supply.
KIM: Power supply.
NURSE: He's tripled the energy he sends us. They say we have
enough stored now to run the city for five years.
KIM: Nobody knows why?
NURSE: When we ask, we're told to trust the Caretaker's
decisions. One person I knew did get to the surface. We never saw her
NURSE: The ancient tunnels that brought us here still exist.
Over the years, small breaches in security barriers have appeared just
large enough for someone to get through. But it still requires digging
through metres of rock to get out.
TORRES: Can you get us tools to dig with?
NURSE: It would take days, maybe even weeks to break through.
You have to rest. Conserve your strength.
KIM: Please. It's our only chance.
(The EMH is treating the young girl's bruises.)
TUVOK: If you had told us what you had planned, we might have
anticipated your irrational behaviour.
NEELIX: Irrational? We got out of there, didn't we?
KES: Excuse me. Don't blame Neelix.
EMH: That's enough. This is a sickbay, not a conference room.
Visiting hours are over. Everyone except my patient is to leave
JANEWAY: Computer, end Medical Holographic Programme.
(The EMH vanishes.)
KES: I never should have gone to the surface. I'm too curious. I'm
told it's my worst failing.
NEELIX: No, no, it's a wonderful quality. Your most endearing.
JANEWAY: Would you be willing to take us underground to look for our
KES: I'm afraid Jabin was right. There's no way to get down. The
tunnel I came out has been sealed.
JANEWAY: We don't need a tunnel. We have the ability to transport
TUVOK: Captain, our sensors did not pick up any indication of an
underground civilisation. The subterranean barrier Jabin described may
be responsible. It might also block our transporter.
KES: There are breaches in the security barrier where it's begun to
decay. That's how I got out.
JANEWAY: Have the transporter room begin a sweep for any breaches we
might be able to beam through.
NEELIX: Kes can tell you where to go. But now that she's free, we're
leaving this system together.
KES: Neelix, these people rescued me.
NEELIX: I rescued you.
KES: With their help. It would be wrong not to help them now.
[Ocampa settlement - Garden]
(Saxifrages and other water-retentive plants in rows. Kes leads Janeway, Tuvok, Chakotay and Neelix.)
TUVOK: Captain, the pulses from the array continue to accelerate. The
intervals between them have decreased another point eight seconds.
KES: Hello, Daggin.
DAGGIN: We thought we'd never see you again. How did you get back?
KES: These people rescued me from the Kazon. I'm trying to help them
find two of their crewmen. Does anyone know where the aliens are kept?
The ones the Caretaker sends here?
DAGGIN: I think they're at the central clinic.
JANEWAY: Can you take us there?
TOSCAT [telepath]: No, she cannot.
KES: They can't speak telepathically, Toscat. Please talk aloud.
TOSCAT: I didn't meant to be rude but you should not be here.
JANEWAY: We'll be glad to leave once we find our crewmen.
TOSCAT: That won't be possible. We cannot interfere with the
CHAKOTAY: Maybe you can't, but we can.
TOSCAT: You don't understand.
KES: That's right. They don't understand. They have no way of knowing
that the Ocampa have been dependent on the Caretaker for so long, we
can't even think for ourselves any more. They don't understand we were
once a people who had full command of our mind's abilities.
TOSCAT: The stories of our ancestor's cognitive abilities are apocryphal. At the very least exaggerated.
KES: We lost those abilities because we stopped using them.
TOSCAT: We should not dwell on what's been lost but on all that's
KES: We've gained a talent for dependence, for simply taking what
we're given. I'm going to help them, Toscat, whether you like it or not,
and I think my friends will join me.
TOSCAT: You defied the Caretaker by going to the surface, Kes. Learn from
the experience. Follow the path he has set for us.
KES: I've learned very well, Toscat. I saw the sunlight. I can't
believe that our Caretaker would forbid us to open our eyes and see the sky.
Come with me. We'll find your people.
(A metal fire escape type staircase winds around a large shaft that goes up towards the surface. There are some flickering lights.
Torres and Kim have torches and shovels. They start up, slowly. After a while -)
TORRES: Come on. Don't let it beat you, Starfleet. Come on.
KIM: I'm sorry.
TORRES: All right. It's all right. We'll rest a minute.
KIM: Maybe I'd do better if I had a little Klingon blood in me.
TORRES: Trust me, it's more trouble than it's worth.
KIM: You know, I spent my whole life getting ready for Starfleet. And
on my very first mission, I'm going to die.
TORRES: We're not finished yet. I know a few things that old Sneezy
didn't teach in his survival course.
TORRES: Commander Zakarian, remember? He must have been allergic to
KIM: You went to the Academy.
TORRES: Actually made it into the second year before we, er, we
mutually agreed that it wasn't the place for me.
KIM: You know, I never really liked Zakarian.
TORRES: Shush. Listen. They're getting faster.
(The pulses are almost constant.)
(The group are going up an escalator when the pulses stop.)
JANEWAY: Away team to Voyager.
ROLLINS [OC]: Voyager here.
JANEWAY: What's going on with the array?
ROLLINS: It's no longer sending out pulses, Captain, and it appears
to be realigning its position.
JANEWAY [OC]: Keep me informed. Janeway out.
KES: They haven't been at the clinic for hours.
DAGGIN: We can search the city. Ask if anyone's seen them.
JANEWAY: If they were trying to get to the surface, how would they
KES: Probably the same way I did. Up one of the ancient tunnels.
JANEWAY: Mister Paris, you and Neelix go with her and start checking
them out. We need to talk to every doctor and nurse at this hospital,
see what they can tell about Torres and Kim.
(Boom. The settlement shakes.)
ROLLINS [OC]: Voyager to Janeway.
JANEWAY: Go ahead.
ROLLINS: Captain, the array is firing some kind of weapon at the
surface. It seems to be trying to seal the energy conduits.
JANEWAY [OC]: Understood. Keep a channel open.
CHAKOTAY: If the array is the Ocampa's sole source of energy, why
would the Caretaker seal the conduits?
TUVOK: He would seal them if he no longer intended to use them, to
protect the Ocampa from their enemies. Captain, there is now enough
evidence to form a reasonable hypothesis. I believe that the Caretaker is
TUVOK: First, he increases the energy supply to provide the city with
a surplus to last at least five years. Then he seals the conduits. The
logical conclusion is that he does not intend to continue his role as
CHAKOTAY: That doesn't necessarily mean he's dying. He could be
TUVOK: Doubtful. Not after a millennium of providing for these
people. I believe that the Caretaker owes something to the Ocampa. I believe
the debt that can never repaid is very likely a debt to
them. In addition, there were his frequent references to running out of
time. I think he knew his death was imminent.
JANEWAY: If he dies, how the hell are we supposed to get home?
(Paris uses his tricorder.)
PARIS: They're in this one. Harry! Paris to Janeway.
JANEWAY [OC]: Go ahead.
PARIS: They're in one of the tunnels, Captain. I can't see them, but
they're up there. We're going after them.
JANEWAY: Call for transport when you have them, Paris. We'll meet you
on the ship. Janeway to Voyager.
ROLLINS [OC]: Voyager here.
JANEWAY: Three to beam up.
ROLLINS [OC]: Stand by.
ROLLINS: Captain, I can't get a lock on you.
ROLLINS [OC]: The weapons fire from
the array has irradiated the planet's crust.
ROLLINS: The transport sensors can't
find the breaches in the security barrier.
JANEWAY: Come on. There's only one other way out of here.
JANEWAY [OC]: Janeway to Paris.
PARIS: Go ahead.
JANEWAY [OC]: The transporters aren't working. You're going to have
to find a breach in the security barrier when you get to the top.
JANEWAY [OC]: We're a few minutes behind you. Janeway out.
PARIS: I see them.
(Torres and Kim are on the next landing, exhausted. The weapons fire makes the staircase rattle.)
KIM: Took you long enough.
PARIS: How could I let down the only friend I've got?
KIM: Friend? What makes you think I'm your friend?
PARIS: Paris to Janeway.
JANEWAY [OC]: Go ahead.
PARIS: We found them, Captain.
JANEWAY: (starting up the stairs.) Don't wait for us. Get them to safety.
KES: (helping Torres) Don't worry. I know we can get through the barrier.
(The horizontal tunnel in the rock is partially blocked by a force field, but there is a gap at one edge where a rock has fallen.)
KES: Whatever you do, don't touch it. We've been told it'll burn your skin off.
JANEWAY: They're not far ahead of us. Keep going.
PARIS: I think we've reached the top. Neelix, get out your phaser.
(Paris and Neelix fire at the tunnel roof. It falls in and they can see daylight.)
(Paris climbs out onto the desert and helps Kes then Kim. Next comes Torres and finally Neelix.)
PARIS: Voyager, can you get a lock on us now?
ROLLINS [OC]: Affirmative. But I'm reading only five signals.
PARIS: The others are. Get down!
(A weapon hit shakes the shaft, throwing Janeway, Chakotay and Tuvok off balance, and a cloud dust comes out of the hole.)
PARIS: Paris to Janeway. Chakotay, Tuvok, do you read? Voyager,
prepare to transport everyone in this group except me.
ROLLINS [OC]: Aye, sir.
NEELIX: You're not thinking of going back there? Well, if a
fool needs company. Take care of them, dearest. I'll see you
PARIS: Voyager, make that three to beam up. Lock in on the other comm.
badge and energise.
(Kes, Kim and Torres are beamed up.)
(Janeway checks on Tuvok.)
CHAKOTAY: My leg is broken. I can't move.
JANEWAY: Hold on.
NEELIX: There they are.
JANEWAY: Neelix, help me with Tuvok.
PARIS: I'll get Chakotay.
(Neelix, Janeway and Tuvok leave the top of the staircase. Another weapons hit dislodges the metal from the rock wall and breaks the joins.
Chakotay is hanging on by his fingertips.)
CHAKOTAY: Get out of here, Paris, before the whole thing comes down!
PARIS: I intend to, as soon as I get you up.
CHAKOTAY: You get on those stairs, they'll collapse! We'll both die!
PARIS: Yeah? But on the other hand, if I save your butt your life
belongs to me. Isn't that some kind of Indian custom?
CHAKOTAY: Wrong tribe.
PARIS: I don't believe you.
(Paris gets to Chakotay.)
PARIS: You'd rather die than let me be the one
to rescue you?
CHAKOTAY: Fine. Be a fool. If I have to die, at least I'll have the
pleasure of watching you go with me.
(With Chakotay's arms around his neck, Paris pulls them both up the remaining steps.)
PARIS: Isn't there some Indian trick where you can turn yourself into
a bird and fly us out of here?
CHAKOTAY: You're too heavy.
(The section of staircase falls just as they step off it.)
(The EMH has repaired Chakotay's leg, and healed Torres and Kim.)
ROLLINS [OC]: Bridge to Janeway.
JANEWAY: Go ahead.
ROLLINS [OC]: Captain, two Kazon ships are approaching the Array.
JANEWAY: Set a course. I'm on my way.
CHAKOTAY: We've got to get back to our ship.
EMH: I strongly advise you to rest. I will not be held responsible
for the consequences. Is the crew always this difficult?
KIM: I don't know, Doc. It's my first mission.
(Chakotay, Torres and Kim leave.)
EMH: Doesn't anyone know how to turn off the programme when they
(Janeway, Kim, Tuvok and Paris enter.)
JANEWAY: Bring the weapons systems online.
TUVOK: Powering up phase banks and photon systems.
JANEWAY: Red alert.
(Voyager and the Maquis ship approach the Array. Two Kazon ships are there.)
TUVOK: The lead Kazon ship is hailing us, Captain.
JANEWAY: On screen.
JABIN [on viewscreen]: Have you come to investigate the entity's strange behaviour
JANEWAY: All we care about is getting home, Jabin. We're about to
transport over to the Array to see if we can arrange it.
JABIN [on viewscreen]: I'm afraid I can not permit that.
JANEWAY: We have no dispute with you.
JABIN [on viewscreen]: I have a dispute with anyone who would challenge us.
JANEWAY: This is ridiculous. We have no intention of challenging you.
JABIN [on viewscreen]: And I have no intention of letting anyone with your
technological knowledge board the Array.
JANEWAY: Jabin, can we discuss this like two civilised
TUVOK: They're powering up their weapons.
JANEWAY: I guess we can't.
TUVOK: Shields are holding.
JANEWAY: Fire phasers. Evasive pattern, delta four.
(The Kazon ships are Maquis sized, tiny compared to Voyager.)
JANEWAY [OC]: Janeway to Chakotay. Tuvok and I are beaming to the
Array. Can you hold off the Kazon?
CHAKOTAY: I think so, Captain.
JANEWAY: Good. Mister Paris, take the conn.
PARIS: Yes, ma'am.
JANEWAY: Maintain transporter locks, Ensign. Emergency beam out
KIM: Aye, Captain.
(Owls hoot and dogs bark.)
TUVOK: The data processing system is behind this wall, Captain.
(A plaintive banjo starts up.)
JANEWAY: You know what to do.
CARETAKER: Well, you're nothing if not persistent.
JANEWAY: We need you to send us back where we came from.
CARETAKER: That isn't possible. I've barely enough strength to
complete my work.
JANEWAY: You're sealing the conduits before you die.
CARETAKER: If I don't, the Kazon will steal the water. But in a few
years, when the Ocampa's energy runs out, it won't matter. They'll be
forced to come to the surface and they won't be able to survive.
JANEWAY: Something you did turned their planet into a desert, didn't
it? That was the debt that could never be repaid.
CARETAKER: We're explorers from another galaxy. We had no
idea that our technology would be so destructive to their atmosphere. Two of us were chosen to stay behind and care for them.
JANEWAY: There's another like you here?
CARETAKER: Not anymore. No, no. She went off to look for more
JANEWAY: Why were you bringing ships here, infecting people with a
CARETAKER: Oh, they didn't die of an illness. They died
because they were incompatible.
CARETAKER: I've been searching the galaxy for a compatible
biomolecular pattern. Now, in some individuals I found cellular
structures that were similar, but I
JANEWAY: You've been trying to procreate?
CARETAKER: I needed someone to replace me. Someone who'd understand the
enormous responsibility of caring for the Ocampa. Only my offspring
could do that.
JANEWAY: Did you ever consider allowing the Ocampa to care for
CARETAKER: They're children.
JANEWAY: Children have to grow up. We're explorers too. Most of the
species we've encountered have overcome all kinds of adversity without a
Caretaker. It's the challenge of surviving on their own that helps them
to evolve. Maybe your children will do better than you think.
KIM [OC]: Voyager to Janeway.
JANEWAY: Go ahead.
KIM [OC]: We've got problems here.
(There is a massive vessel out there, beating little Voyager up.)
KIM: The Kazon just got some back up.
JANEWAY [OC]: We need more time.
JANEWAY: Can you hold them off for another
KIM [OC]: We'll do our best. Kim out.
(Watching Voyager being hit.)
CHAKOTAY: Their weapons array has been hit. They're in trouble.
TORRES: Neither of us has enough fire power to stop that ship.
CHAKOTAY: I'm setting a collision course, but the guidance system is
disabled. I'll have to pilot the ship manually. Get the crew ready to
beam to Voyager. And drop shields for transport. Paris, my crew's
coming over. Tell one of your crackerjack Starfleet transporter chiefs
to keep a lock on me. I'm going to try and take some heat off your tail.
PARIS [OC]: Acknowledged.
PARIS: But don't for one second think this makes us even, Chakotay. Your life is still mine.
PARIS [OC]: Paris out.
(Torres enters as a wounded Starfleet is helped out.)
ROLLINS: I'm holding the lock on him, sir, but he's getting too close.
PARIS: I'm getting you out of there, Chakotay.
CHAKOTAY [OC]: Not yet!
(The little ship takes a direct hit from the Kazon. It streams flames.)
PARIS [OC]: You're breaking up. Stand by to transport.
(He is so close to the Kazon he can almost see through the port holes.)
(KaBOOM! The Kazon ship has fires raging internally.)
PARIS [OC]: Transporter Room two, do you have him?
CHAKOTAY: They've got me.
TUVOK: Captain, I can access the system to send us back to Federation
space, but it will take several hours to activate.
JANEWAY: Unless you help us.
CARETAKER: Oh, I wish I could but I have very little time left, so I
have initiated a self-destruct programme.
JANEWAY: If you destroy the Array, we'll have no way to get home.
CARETAKER: The Ocampa's enemies can not be allowed to control
this installation. In minutes, it;ll be destroyed. You have to go. Go
(The Kazon ship hits the Array. The holographic barn turns into the high-tech room. There is a giant purple blob at one end.)
TUVOK: The Caretaker?
JANEWAY: Voyager, report.
PARIS [OC]: Kazon vessel
PARIS: Just collided with the array, Captain. Are you
JANEWAY [OC]: Affirmative.
JANEWAY: Stand by.
CARETAKER: The self-destruct programme has been damaged. Now this
installation will not be destroyed. But it must be. The Kazon must
not be allowed to gain control of it. They will annihilate the
(The Caretaker shrinks into a hand-sized rock. Janeway picks it up.)
TUVOK: Shall I activate the programme to get us back?
JANEWAY: And what happens to the Ocampa after we're gone?
TUVOK: Captain, any action we take to protect the Ocampa would affect
the balance of power in this system. The Prime Directive would seem to
JANEWAY: Would it? We never asked to be involved, Tuvok, but we are.
(Voyager is still taking weapons fire.)
JANEWAY: Mister Tuvok, ready the tricobalt devices.
TUVOK: Aye, Captain.
JANEWAY: Open a channel to the Kazon.
KIM: Channel open.
JABIN [on viewscreen]: Be advised, Captain. I have called for additional ships.
JANEWAY: I'm calling to warn you to move your vessels to a safe
distance. I intend to destroy the Array.
JABIN [on viewscreen]: You can't do that!
JANEWAY: I can and I will. End transmission.
KIM: They're increasing fire, Captain. Shields are holding.
JANEWAY: Move us four hundred kilometres from the Array, Mister Paris.
PARIS: Yes, ma'am.
TORRES: What do you think you're doing? That Array is the only way we
have to get back home.
JANEWAY: I'm aware everyone has families and loved ones at homes they
want to get back to. So do I. But I'm not willing to trade the lives of
the Ocampa for our convenience. We'll have to find another way home.
TORRES: What other way home is there? Who is she to be making these
decisions for all of us?
CHAKOTAY: She's the Captain.
TUVOK: The tricobalt devices are ready.
PARIS: We're in position.
(Two blue torpedoes strike the Array. Mega-KaBOOM as it falls apart.)
KIM: The lead Kazon ship is hailing us.
JANEWAY: On screen.
JABIN [on viewscreen]: You have made an enemy today.
TUVOK: They are withdrawing, Captain.
(A picture of Janeway, Mark and Molly on her desk monitor. Doorbell.)
JANEWAY: Come in.
PARIS: You asked to see me, Captain.
JANEWAY: Mister Paris, you have a problem. I've invited Chakotay and the
other Maquis to become part of this crew. It seemed the only reasonable
thing to do under the circumstances.
PARIS: Will you provide a bodyguard for me, Captain?
JANEWAY: It seems you already have one.
PARIS: I do?
JANEWAY: Mister Chakotay said something about his life belonging to you?
He'll be taking responsibility for your safety.
PARIS: I think I'm going to enjoy this.
JANEWAY: Don't be so sure. He'll also be my First Officer. Everyone
aboard this ship will report to him, including the lieutenant assigned
JANEWAY: I've entered into the ship's log on this date that I'm
granting a field commission of lieutenant to Thomas Eugene Paris.
PARIS: Er, for the first time in my life I don't know what to say.
JANEWAY: You've earned this, Tom. I'm only sorry your father won't
PARIS: Oh, he'll know. When we get back.
(Paris leaves and Neelix and Kes come running across the Bridge.)
NEELIX: Ah, Captain! We were just coming to see you.
JANEWAY: We supplied your ship with water, Neelix. It's ready to go.
NEELIX: Well, you see, that's what we wanted to discuss. We'd like to
go with you.
JANEWAY: I'm sorry. This isn't a passenger ship.
KES: Of course not. We won't be passengers.
NEELIX: We'd be valuable colleagues.
NEELIX: Whatever you need is what I have to offer. You need a guide?
I'm your guide. You need supplies? I know where to procure them. I have
friends among races you don't even know exist. You need a cook? Oh, you
haven't lived until you've tasted my angla'bosque. It will be my job to
anticipate your needs before you know you have them. And I anticipate
your first need will be me.
KES: Captain, we both want very much to be a part of your journey.
(Chakotay and Torres are in Starfleet uniform. So is Ayala.)
JANEWAY: We're alone in an uncharted part of the galaxy. We have
already made some friends here, and some enemies. We have no idea of the
dangers we're going to face, but one thing is clear. Both crews are
going to have to work together if we're to survive. That's why Commander
Chakotay and I have agreed that this should be one crew. A Starfleet
crew. And as the only Starfleet vessel assigned to the Delta Quadrant,
we'll continue to follow our directive to seek out new worlds and
explore space. But our primary goal is clear. Even at maximum speeds, it
would take seventy five years to reach the Federation, but I'm not willing to
settle for that. There's another entity like the Caretaker out there
somewhere who has the ability to get us there a lot faster. We'll be
looking for her, and we'll be looking for wormholes, spatial rifts, or
new technologies to help us. Somewhere along this journey, we'll find a
way back. Mister Paris, set a course for home.
PARIS: Aye, Captain.