| [Hirogen ship]
first time, we see Hirogen without their breathing masks.)
The prey's course has become erratic. I will intercept to kill.
ALPHA: No. Maintain distance. His ship is damaged. He's injured. Let
(Does that deep voice sound familiar? It should, because it is Tony
HUNTER: This prey is resilient. We will lose the moment.
ALPHA: The way a creature behaves when it is wounded is the key to it's
destruction. Maintain distance.
HUNTER: Direct hit. Our hull armour is stable.
ALPHA: His weapons must be weakening.
HUNTER: The prey is heading for an asteroid belt, vector one six eight
point nine. We are losing him.
ALPHA: He hasn't come here to hide. He's come to make a final stand.
HUNTER: Tracking. He's holding position above an asteroid and he's left
ALPHA: Follow him.
(The Beta selects a honking great gun, one that Tyr Anasazi would envy,
then puts two white stripes on helmet.)
breathing masks are back on.)
The prey is scattering our sensors.
ALPHA: Impressive. He counters out pursuit to the final moment.
ALPHA: No. Disengage sensors.
HUNTER: For what reason?
ALPHA: I want to take him with my own eyes. Follow. I'll draw his
attack. Prepare to target his thoracic crest.
(Their prey attacks the Hunter. It is a member of Species 8472. It
takes constant fire from both their weapons to kill it.)
ALPHA: A flawless kill.
Please remain still so that I can treat your injuries. Thank you. I'm
sorry, did that hurt? I'll try to be more careful. Thanks for being a
patient patient. Have a pleasant afternoon. This is absurd.
EMH: Not at all. Keep going, you're doing fine.
SEVEN: This vernacular is not applicable to my duties on Voyager.
EMH: We can tailor the vocabulary to your specific situations a little
later. Right now, it's the sentiment that counts.
SEVEN: I don't see the relevance.
EMH: I created these exercises three years ago to familiarise myself
with the social graces. I found that if I repeated them several times
each day, the words became almost second nature. Let's continue.
Exercise two, The Workplace Encounter. Kes used to help me with this
one. Now I'll be the nurse, you be the doctor.
SEVEN: Please hand me the hypospray.
EMH: Of course, Doctor, immediately.
SEVEN: Thank you. Looks at instrument.
EMH: No, no, don't read that part, only the dialogue.
SEVEN: Excuse me, nurse. This is the wrong hypospray. Would you mind
finding the correct one.
EMH: Not at all.
SEVEN: Thank you. Did I mention you look lovely today?
EMH: Oh, doctor, you're so charming.
SEVEN: This lesson is terminated.
EMH: I know it's awkward. For me, it was even painful, but you'll find
the rewards are well worth the effort.
EMH: The ability to put others at ease, make them feel more comfortable
around you. You're a lot like me when I was first activated. If I'd had
a mentor, things would have gone a lot more smoothly. I'm willing to
share my wisdom but, if you're not interested, fine, I'll stick to your
SEVEN: I will examine your data.
EMH: Oh, good. Pay special attention to exercise seventeen, Bridge
Banter for Beginners.
SEVEN: Have a pleasant day.
TUVOK: Monotanium hull plating, dicyclic warp signature. The vessel is
CHAKOTAY: They're moving to intercept.
PARIS: Evasive manoeuvres?
JANEWAY: No. We need to settle our differences here and now. Hard
about, full impulse.
CHAKOTAY: Red alert.
KIM: They're in visual range.
JANEWAY: On screen. Hail them.
TUVOK: No response.
PARIS: They're closing. Fifty thousand kilometres, forty five, forty.
JANEWAY: Maintain course, Mister Paris.
TUVOK: Curious. They are not charging weapons.
PARIS: They're slowing, sir.
TUVOK: Only one, and it's erratic.
PARIS: They've stopped, Captain. Their engines just went offline.
CHAKOTAY: This could be a trap.
JANEWAY: Harry, run a long range scan. Are there any other Hirogen
ships out there?
JANEWAY: Take us within transporter range.
SEVEN: You intend to board their ship?
SEVEN: The Hirogen vessel is a potential threat. We should destroy it.
JANEWAY: Seven, what you call a threat, I call an opportunity to gain
knowledge about this species. And in this case, maybe even show some
compassion. There seems to be a wounded pilot over there.
SEVEN: Our experience with the Hirogen indicates that compassion would
not be reciprocated.
JANEWAY: And all of my experience says we've got to take that chance
CHAKOTAY: Tuvok, Paris, you're with me.
(The place is a mess. Electrical circuits are still sparking and flaring.)
Looks like there was a fight.
CHAKOTAY: Search for the lifesigns.
sees an alien skeleton hanging in a net, and the wall of trophies and
weapons that should remind him of the Kazon. Then he comes upon a
large, transparent, bubbling vat.)
CHAKOTAY: I'm reading bones, muscle tissue, from at least nine different
species. It's all being broken down by some sort of enzyme.
TUVOK: Perhaps this is their method of denaturating their prey.
CHAKOTAY: Either that or it's dinner.
PARIS: Looks like somebody lost their helmet. Urgh!
(Paris has discovered that the helmet is still occupied by the head of the Hunter, and dropped it.)
PARIS: Commander. I'm not
picking up any weapon residuals. I'd say he was physically torn apart.
CHAKOTAY: I'm picking up the lifesigns. This way.
(They open a door to discover the Alpha, whimpering and hugging his honking big gun.)
CHAKOTAY: Massive internal
bleeding. Let's get him to Sickbay.
CHAKOTAY: The data we downloaded from the ship's computer included
navigational records. Can you give us a map of this region?
TUVOK: The is the Hirogen vessel's flightpath over the past five years.
JANEWAY: They've certainly covered a lot of space.
TUVOK: This ship alone has visited over ninety star systems in the last
CHAKOTAY: I analysed some of their logs. From what I can tell, this is
a hunting species. We saw the skeletal remains from dozens of alien
races displayed like trophies. There was also evidence they may be
using some of their victims for food. The entire culture seems to be
based on the hunt. Social rituals, art, religious beliefs. They're
nomadic. Their existence is driven by the pursuit of prey and it's
carried them across huge distances.
TUVOK: There is no evidence of a home planet. Their ships travel alone
or in small groups. On occasion, several will join forces in a
CHAKOTAY: Like wolves.
JANEWAY: How's our wolf in Sickbay?
TUVOK: Still unconscious, behind a level five forcefield
JANEWAY: You were right, Seven. This species is a threat. But despite
the risk of sending an away team, we know a lot more about who we're
dealing with now.
SEVEN: You were correct, Captain. It was worth the risk. This time.
JANEWAY: So there's one question remaining. Who's hunting the hunters?
(That would be the 8472 currently crawling over Voyager's hull.)
(There are armed guards here.)
was trying to remove his body armour to treat the internal injuries
when he suddenly regained consciousness. Needless to say he's not happy
to be here.
JANEWAY: Can you sedate him?
EMH: I've already tried. His immune system neutralises everything. I
could synthesise a more potent compound, but that would take hours. He
could be dead by then. His wounds are severe.
JANEWAY: Your crewmate is dead, and your ship has been damaged beyond
repair. I brought you here to treat your injuries. What happened to
your ship? Who attacked you? The first time I met your species it
wasn't on the best of terms, but that doesn't mean you and I can't find
a way to change that.
ALPHA: Our prey.
JANEWAY: You were on a hunt?
ALPHA: Yes. A formidable alien. We captured it two days ago, but it
broke free of its restraints, attacked us. Release me. I must continue
JANEWAY: Not without your ship, and not in this condition. You'll die
without treatment. Let us help you.
(The Alpha nods.)
EMH: All right. I'm going to enter the forcefield now and start with a
few scans of your midsection. You should know I'm a hologram and can't
be bent, spindled or mutilated, so don't bother trying. Please lie
down. Or remain standing.
CHAKOTAY: Captain, we've detected six more Hirogen ships. They're
converging on us from all directions.
TUVOK: The one in Sickbay may have sent a distress call from his
JANEWAY: How long do we have?
CHAKOTAY: The nearest ship is half a light year away. Four hours at
JANEWAY: Tom, analyse their approach pattern. Evade them as long as you
PARIS: Yes, ma'am.
JANEWAY: I want to buy the Doctor enough time to treat our hunter. If I gain
his confidence, he might call off his friends. Good old-fashioned
diplomacy could get us out of this yet.
CHAKOTAY: Don't count on it. From what I found in their database,
diplomacy isn't a part of their lifestyle. They don't see us as equals.
To them, we're simply game.
JANEWAY: It's time we convince them otherwise, or like any other
cornered animal, we'll show our teeth.
TUVOK: There's been a hull rupture on deck eleven, section three.
Damage is minor. It appears a plasma conduit overloaded.
CHAKOTAY: Increase power to the structural integrity field.
TUVOK: A bulkhead has collapsed in Jefferies tube eighty four.
CHAKOTAY: Another overload?
KIM: Negative. The plasma network is stable. This wasn't caused by any
power surge or system failure.
JANEWAY: Harry, Tuvok, get to deck eleven and check it out.
(They crawl along and open a hatch to see the end of the tube open to space, with a forcefield in place.)
This was no overload.
(There is some residue on the deck plating.)
TUVOK: It's a dense mixture of DNA and polyfluidic compounds. Tuvok to bridge.
JANEWAY [OC]: Go ahead.
TUVOK: We may have an intruder aboard.
[OC]: I'm analysing what could be a sample of its blood. The readings
are consistent with species 8472.
JANEWAY: Intruder alert. Bridge to Security, seal off decks ten through
CHAKOTAY: Internal sensors aren't detecting any intruders.
JANEWAY: The last time we ran into this species, it was impervious to
our scanners. We'll have to track it visually.
PARIS: How did it get past our shields?
JANEWAY: We'll worry about that later. You have the bridge, Commander.
I'll be on deck eleven.
I've erected a level ten forcefield around Engineering.
TORRES: Good. (to other crew) Set up secondary forcefields around every hatch,
Jefferies tube and conduit leading into this room. I want every one of
these consoles secured. Authorised command codes only. I'm going to
lock down the warp core. Ensign, realign the dilithium matrix to a
frequency of three point six nine
(Torres hears something and looks up. 8472 drops down from the top of the warp core onto her. Moments later, it has gone.)
SEVEN: Four crewmembers are wounded, two seriously.
JANEWAY: Get them to Sickbay.
SEVEN: Species 8472 accessed engineering through the antimatter
injector port. Our phaser fire was insufficient. It attacked us then
escaped through Jefferies tube seventeen alpha.
JANEWAY: Janeway to Tuvok.
TUVOK [OC]: Tuvok here.
JANEWAY: The intruder just left Engineering. Seal off the area.
TUVOK [OC]: Understood.
JANEWAY: Secure the warp core.
CREWWOMAN: Yes, Captain.
JANEWAY: It would seem that the Hirogen underestimated their latest
SEVEN: You believe they were hunting the creature?
JANEWAY: Yes. When the Borg were fighting Species 8472, did they ever
engage in physical combat?
SEVEN: On many occasions.
JANEWAY: Can you recall anything that might help us here?
SEVEN: Each time they boarded a Borg vessel, they went directly to the
central power matrix and disabled it.
JANEWAY: The creature was just in Engineering. Didn't touch any of our
SEVEN: It's obviously adjusted its strategy. Species 8472 is devious
and highly intelligent. It will seek the most efficient means of
JANEWAY: Let's get to Sickbay.
(The EMH scans Torres on the biobed.)
She's going to be just fine, Captain.
JANEWAY: Is it alone? Have you seen any others like it?
CHAKOTAY: Six months ago, this species invaded our galaxy with
thousands of ships. We were barely able to fight them off.
JANEWAY: Your prey could indicate another invasion. If it does, we're
all in trouble. How many ships have you seen?
ALPHA: Only one. Damaged. We tracked it across fifty light years. We
thought that we had killed the creature, but this prey is unlike any
other. It has many lives. Lower the forcefield and I will finish the
SEVEN: Your attempt to destroy it will fail. Species 8472 is highly
resistant to all technology. All but one. Borg nanoprobes.
CHAKOTAY: Microscopic weapons that can attack the species on a cellular
level. We've tried it before and it worked.
SEVEN: I'll modify the phaser rifles to fire nanoprobe discharges.
JANEWAY: I want you to incapacitate the creature, not kill it. Can you
make that modification?
SEVEN: Yes, but it would require additional time. We must stop it as
soon as possible.
ALPHA: She's right.
JANEWAY: Not until we know why it returned.
SEVEN: You will be exposing this crew to unnecessary risk.
JANEWAY: I disagree.
JANEWAY: You have your orders, Seven. Six of your vessels will be here
in under four hours. I hope you'll let them know that we saved your
life and that we want to avoid any further conflict with your people.
ALPHA: Let me resume the hunt, and I will grant your request.
CHAKOTAY: We have enough problems on this ship as it is without him
ALPHA: I spent six months studying this prey's behaviour. I know how
to track him. Let me continue, or I will have the others destroy you.
TUVOK [OC]: Tuvok to Janeway.
JANEWAY: Go ahead.
We're holding position in section ninety four, but the creature has
accessed the environmental controls. Deck eleven is losing life support.
Artificial gravity has also been compromised.
(Tuvok floats upwards.)
JANEWAY [OC]: Evacuate the deck.
JANEWAY: Regroup on deck ten.
TUVOK [OC]: Aye, Captain.
ALPHA: He's trying to barricade himself. He did the same thing to us.
JANEWAY: You want to be part of the hunt? Now's your chance. He'll be
under your supervision, Commander. If he steps out of line, shoot him.
(Janeway leaves. Chakotay lowers the surgical bay forcefield.)
ALPHA: My weapon.
(In environmental suits.)
CHAKOTAY: Temperature gradient.
CHAKOTAY: Atmospheric recyclers.
CHAKOTAY: Is your body armour designed to handle rapid pressure
ALPHA: It can defeat most hostile environments. I once tracked a
silicon-based lifeform through the neutronium mantle of a collapsed
PARIS: I once tracked a mouse through Jefferies tube thirty two.
CHAKOTAY: Chakotay to Tuvok. We're ready to go.
As are we.
CHAKOTAY [OC]: Proceed to deck eleven, Keep you comm. links open.
TUVOK: Understood. Activate the nanoprobe charges.
SEVEN: Level five should be sufficient to stun the creature.
CHAKOTAY: Depressurising hatch. Magnetise.
- Deck 11]
(The two groups clomp along in their magnetic boots. The Hirogen moves ahead of Chakotay and Paris.)
CHAKOTAY: Maintain your position.
ALPHA: He's here.
CHAKOTAY: I said maintain your position. This is my hunt. I'm at point.
ALPHA: My knowledge of this prey is superior you yours.
CHAKOTAY: But you're on unfamiliar terrain. I know this ship, you don't.
ALPHA: The prey will likely attack the man at point. You would not
CHAKOTAY: I'll take that chance. Now fall back.
(The Hirogen steps back behind Chakotay and looks at Paris.)
PARIS: No problem. I'll take up the rear.
(In another part of the deck, Seven shoots at something. A PADD is floating in mid-air.)
You missed. Since species 8472 invaded the ship, you've become
SEVEN: They were the only species to offer true resistance to the Borg.
They destroyed millions of drones, hundreds of our worlds. I have
reason to be agitated.
(Back with group one. There are globules floating ahead of them.)
What is it?
ALPHA: It's blood. The prey is wounded.
CHAKOTAY: This corridor ends about twenty metres ahead.
PARIS: The only thing down there is Deflector Control. It's got nowhere
ALPHA: He's not planning to run. He's waiting. He'll attempt to slip
around us, attack from behind.
CHAKOTAY: Chakotay to Tuvok.
TUVOK [OC]: Tuvok here.
CHAKOTAY: We've cornered the intruder in section fifty nine.
TUVOK: On our way.
(8472 is floating in the middle of the corridor.)
CHAKOTAY: It's hurt.
ALPHA: This prey is resilient. He will strike with his dying breath. We
must kill him now.
CHAKOTAY: That may not be necessary. Hold your fire. I said, lower your
(The Hirogen attacks Chakotay and shoots Paris, then starts on the 8472 until he gets shot in the back by Tuvok.)
Mister Neelix, I must ask you to exchange your spatula for a phaser
TUVOK: We have two intruders on board and six Hirogen vessels on the
way. I need additional security personnel.
NEELIX: Right away, sir. What's my assignment?
TUVOK: Join the security detail on deck ten, section twelve. You'll
receive further instructions then. I'll expect tactical updates every
(Tuvok gets a flash of 8472.)
NEELIX: Lieutenant? Are you all right?
TUVOK: You have your orders.
(Out of the environmental suits, so presumably environmental controls are back online.)
CHAKOTAY: The Hirogen's back in Sickbay, within a forcefield.
JANEWAY: And Species 8472?
CHAKOTAY: We've established a security perimeter. Basically, we've
turned this entire section into a brig.
JANEWAY: As an added precaution, have B'Elanna start working on a way
to lock onto the creature, in case we have to beam it off the ship. You
mentioned it was injured. In what way?
EMH: I wish I could tell you for certain. It's body is generating some
sort of bioelectric field making it impossible to scan, so I could only
make a visual diagnosis. It's conscious but immobile. Its epidermis
displays any number of injuries, punctures, energy burns. And its
demeanour is that of a wounded animal.
JANEWAY: The Hirogen said they've been chasing it for several months.
Is there anything you can do?
EMH: I don't know enough about it's physiognomy to treat it's surface
wounds, let alone any internal damage. Frankly, I'm at a loss.
PARIS: Captain, just before we cornered it, Species 8472 accessed
Deflector Control from this panel.
SEVEN: I've analysed the transmission protocols. It was attempting to
open a singularity into it's realm, but it failed.
JANEWAY: It was trying to get home.
PARIS: That's what it looks like.
(They walk on to where 8472 is slumped against the wall.)
TUVOK: The creature initiated telepathic contact with me.
JANEWAY: What's it saying?
TUVOK: It's ship was damaged during the conflict with the Borg. When
the other members of its species retreated into fluidic space, it was
left behind. It has been trapped in the Delta Quadrant ever since.
Alone, pursued by Hirogen hunting parties. It has no desire for further
conflict. It only wants to return to its domain. It is dying, Captain.
JANEWAY: You have nothing to be afraid of. We're going to help you get
back to your realm. Does it understand?
TUVOK: It does.
JANEWAY: It will take time to open a singularity and we have no way of
treating your injuries, but if there's anything you can tell us about
TUVOK: It has lost consciousness. Our telepathic link has been severed.
(The Hirogen is in the surgical bay behind the forcefield and under armed guard. Note - the biobed is missing.)
Where is my prey?
JANEWAY: Lying at the end of a corridor on deck eleven. Nearly dead,
thanks to you.
ALPHA: Take me to it.
ALPHA: Take me to it!
JANEWAY: In less than three hours, your ships will arrive. By that time,
Species 8472 will no longer be on Voyager.
ALPHA: What do you mean?
JANEWAY: I'm sending it back where it came from.
ALPHA: Surrender the creature to me and you will not be harmed.
JANEWAY: This isn't a hunt, it's a slaughter, and I'm calling it off
ALPHA: We will not be denied our prey. Give us the creature, or your
crew will take its place.
JANEWAY: Have Seven of Nine report to my ready room.
TUVOK: You intend to ask her to open a rift into 8472's realm.
JANEWAY: She's the only one on board who knows how.
TUVOK: Given her feelings towards the species, she may not want to
JANEWAY: We'll see.
You wish to see me, Captain?
JANEWAY: I've made a decision about Species 8472. I'm going to return
it to fluidic space. In order to do that, I need you to open a quantum
SEVEN: I don't believe that is a prudent course of action.
JANEWAY: I realise it may be difficult for you to help save this
creature's life, but part of becoming human is learning to have
compassion for those who are suffering, even when they're your bitter
JANEWAY: I remember when I was a Lieutenant. It was during a Cardassian
border conflict. My away team was cut off while we were defending a
Federation outpost. We'd been exchanging phaser fire with a group of
Cardassians for about three days. A stalemate. One night, during a
break in the fighting, we could hear this low moaning sound coming from
somewhere in the brush. We knew that none of our people were out there,
so it had to be a wounded Cardassian. You have to understand,
we'd been killing each other for weeks on this planet. It was brutal.
But our commanding officer decided that we couldn't just sit there and
listen to that poor man suffer. So he ordered me and an Ensign to crawl
out there and bring that Cardassian back to our camp. I thought he was
crazy. He was risking our lives for someone who would have shot us
without hesitation. But we did it, and the Cardassian lived. Three days
later we secured the outpost. It was a major victory. We were all
decorated by Starfleet Command. But in retrospect, the thing I'm most
proud of was the night we saved that man's life.
JANEWAY: A single act of compassion can put you in touch with your own
SEVEN: You are trying to justify your present decision.
JANEWAY: No, I'm trying to help you see this as an opportunity to grow.
I know you don't want to do it, Seven, but I'm telling you as your
Captain, and as your friend, you won't regret it.
SEVEN: No. Your decision is tactically unsound. We will be surrounded
by Hirogen ships in approximately two hours. If we do not surrender the
creature, they will destroy us. A lesson in compassion will do me little
good if I am dead.
JANEWAY: It is wrong to sacrifice another being to save our own lives.
SEVEN: I have observed that you have been willing to sacrifice your own
life to save the lives of your crew.
JANEWAY: Yes, but that's different. That was my choice. This creature
does not have a choice.
SEVEN: It invaded our ship, put our lives at risk to save its own. In
my view, it has already forfeited its freedom.
JANEWAY: I'm giving you an order. Report to Deflector Control and begin
working on creating a singularity.
SEVEN: I will not comply. I have agreed to remain on Voyager. I have
agreed to function as a member of your crew. But I will not be a
willing participant in my own destruction or the destruction of this
JANEWAY: Objection noted. We'll do this without you.
SEVEN: You will fail.
JANEWAY: And you have just crossed the line. End of debate. Report to
the Cargo Bay and remain there until this is over. Is that understood?
(The Hirogen have arrived, shooting.)
Shields down to eighty four percent.
JANEWAY: Return fire.
PARIS: Three more ships are closing from port and starboard. All escape
trajectories have been cut off.
TUVOK: Our weapons are having little effect on their hull plating. I'm
scanning for weaknesses in the molecular structure.
KIM: Shields at seventy nine percent.
TUVOK: They are hailing us.
JANEWAY: Better late than never. Open a channel.
HIROGEN [on viewscreen]: You've taken our prey and one of our hunters.
JANEWAY: Call off your attack and we'll return your crewman. As for
your prey, it's under our protection now.
HIROGEN: It belongs to us.
JANEWAY: It belongs to no one. Now order your ships to withdraw and
this can end peacefully.
(Transmission ends. Whumph!)
TUVOK: All vessels are firing.
CHAKOTAY: Any luck finding a crack in their armour?
TUVOK: Not yet.
Doctor to bridge. Species 8472 appears to be regenerating. I'm no
exobiologist, but I'd say this fellow is becoming highly agitated.
CHAKOTAY: It could be sensing the Hirogen attack.
JANEWAY: Doctor, can you sedate it?
EMH [OC]: I believe so, but I'll need another dose of Borg nanoprobes.
JANEWAY: Stand by. Bridge to Seven of Nine.
JANEWAY [OC]: Report to deck eleven immediately with a supply of
CHAKOTAY: B'Elanna, how's it going down there?
Transporters are ready. I can establish a lock on the creature at any
time, but I still haven't duplicated the deflector protocols to open a
CHAKOTAY [OC]: How long?
TORRES: I need another hour, maybe two.
Captain, we can outmanoeuvre the Hirogen ships for a few more minutes,
but beyond that
KIM: Direct hit to the EPS manifold. Main power just went down.
TUVOK: Forcefields on all decks are offline.
CHAKOTAY: Switch to auxiliary power.
KIM: Done. Forcefields have been restored but I don't know how long
JANEWAY: Bridge to Doctor. Report.
It's all right, Captain. The creature is contained.
CHAKOTAY: Bridge to Sickbay. Security, respond.
(The Alpha takes a phaser rifle from the unconsious security guard.)
CHAKOTAY: Security, dispatch
teams to deck five. The Hirogen may be loose.
PARIS: Direct hit to our port nacelle. Now they've taken out our
JANEWAY: They've crippled us. Tuvok, divert warp power to the phaser
banks. Maybe that'll help us penetrate their hull plating.
(Seven arrives with a phaser rifle.)
SEVEN: Armed and ready.
EMH: Not a moment too soon.
(The Hirogen shoots the guards just behind them.)
ALPHA: Give me the prey.
SEVEN: Lower your weapon or I will destroy you.
ALPHA: I don't think you will. You want me to destroy this creature. I
saw it on your face earlier in the medical bay. It's a look I've seen a
thousand times. Stand aside.
(Another Hirogen weapons hit makes the
forcefield fluctuate. 8472 gets through and attacks the Alpha. Seven
opens a panel in the wall and works quickly while they fight.)
EMH: What are you doing?
Captain, someone's accessing the transporter system from deck five.
JANEWAY: Lock them out.
KIM: I can't. They're overriding my commands with Borg encryption
(The Alpha and 8472 are beamed away.)
JANEWAY: Report, Mister Kim.
KIM: 8472 and the Hirogen, they've been beamed to one of the attacking
TUVOK: All six vessels are moving away at high warp.
JANEWAY: Tom, can we pursue?
PARIS: I'm sorry, Captain. Warp engines are still offline.
JANEWAY: Resume our previous course, full impulse.
CHAKOTAY: Seven of Nine.
JANEWAY: Seven of Nine.
Captain's log, stardate 51652.3. It's been twelve hours, and our sensors
show no sign of any Hirogen vessels. But their people are scattered
throughout this region, and something tells me that the hunt for Voyager
is far from over.
(Seven is regenerating. Janeway enters and turns off her alcove.)
JANEWAY: Step down, please. Seven, you disobeyed my direct orders, and
as a result you condemned a sentient being to its death.
SEVEN: By doing so, I also diverted the Hirogen attack. An attack which
would have destroyed us.
JANEWAY: Maybe not. In any case, the decision wasn't yours to make.
SEVEN: The creature broke through the forcefield. I had no choice.
JANEWAY: I didn't come here to debate your decision. I came here to
inform you of the consequences. When you first came to Voyager, I
decided to grant you the same liberties and freedoms of any crew
member, because I wanted you to be a part of this family. And I've been
willing to accommodate your unique way of doing things, even when you
rubbed somebody the wrong way or violated protocol. But this time, I
can't accommodate you. From this point forward, you will no longer have
access to any primary systems on this ship. Not without my direct
authorisation. If you attempt to circumvent me, I'll throw you in the
Brig. I still need your expertise in the Astrometrics lab if you're
willing. If not, you can spend your time here in the Cargo Bay. Is that
(Janeway turns to leave.)
SEVEN: It is puzzling.
JANEWAY: What's that?
SEVEN: You made me into an individual. You encouraged me to stop
thinking like a member of the Collective, to cultivate my independence
and my humanity. But when I try to assert that independence I am
JANEWAY: Individuality has its limits, especially on a starship where
there's a command structure.
SEVEN: I believe that you are punishing me because I do not think the
way you do. Because I am not becoming more like you. You claim to
respect my individuality, but in fact you are frightened by it.
JANEWAY: As you were.