| [Malon Freighter
(Pelk is playing with a model freighter.)
Zeeesh. Alert, alert, decompression on platform six eight four. Brace
for hull rupture. Thrusters are down. We're going to crash! Ahhh. Hey,
what do you think? Look at the detail on the dorsal plating.
FESEK: Impressive. Are you sure you're willing to part with it?
PELK: I just hope your boy enjoys it as much as I do.
FESEK: I'm certain he will, if we make it home in time for his
PELK: We'll make it.
FESEK: If you and Savar had a child of your own, you'd have an excuse to
play with toys more often.
PELK: I'm detecting a fluctuation in tank four. There's a full scale
rupture in progress.
FESEK: Isolate the deck. Activate the emergency containment field.
PELK: The emergency systems are offline.
FESEK: Backup controls are down too. Eject the tank.
PELK: Here? There's an inhabited system.
FESEK: We have no choice!
PELK: The ejection ports aren't responding.
DREMK: There's another rupture forming in tank six.
FESEK: We'll have to send somebody down there to seal off the tanks
manually. Contact the theta core.
PELK: Communications are down.
FESEK: Get down to the injector pod and seal those tanks.
DREMK: I didn't sign up for core labour.
FESEK: I'm giving you an order.
DREMK: I'll be contaminated.
(Tuvok is giving a lesson in meditation.)
The flame, like emotion, is a primitive force. Left unchecked, it's
chaotic, destructive. But if controlled it can be a powerful tool. The
lamp controls the flame, as you must learn to control your emotions.
TORRES: I lost my temper. No big deal.
TUVOK: You destroyed the Doctor's holographic camera.
TORRES: I told him three times to leave Engineering, but he kept
buzzing around snapping pictures for some photo essay.
TUVOK: A day in the life of the warp core.
TORRES: I apologised, and I replicated him a new camera.
TUVOK: You have a long history of emotional volatility. The point of
this exercise is not to atone for past transgressions, but to prevent
TORRES: You can't order someone to meditate.
TUVOK: Commander Chakotay thinks otherwise.
(Torres kneels opposite Tuvok.)
TORRES: Are my eyes supposed to be open or closed for this part.
TUVOK: Whichever allows you to focus your mind.
(She closes them.)
TUVOK: Envision the flame
burning within you.
TUVOK: The flame grows hotter. A point of white light. Follow it
backward through the years to a time when you were younger, a child. Is
there something amusing, Lieutenant?
TORRES: I'm sorry, an image just flashed through my mind. You as a
child, those pointy little ears. You must have been cute.
TUVOK: Indeed. Please follow my instructions or we'll discontinue this
TORRES: Right. Me, childhood. How old?
TUVOK: Your earliest memories. Try to recall a time when you
experienced uncontrollable anger.
TORRES: Daniel Byrd.
TUVOK: I beg your pardon?
TORRES: He was one of my classmates in grammar school. He was always
terrorising me. He used to point at my cranial ridges and tease me
about being half Klingon. He called me Miss Turtlehead.
TUVOK: That angered you.
TORRES: Of course, it did. So I attacked him once, during recess, on
the gyro-swing. I disengaged the centrifugal governor. He was spinning
so fast, he almost flew apart. Then I yanked him off the swing and
started pounding his little face! If Miss Malvin hadn't showed up, I
probably would have
TUVOK: Describe the anger you felt at that moment.
TORRES: I, I wanted to hurt him. To take revenge for all the
humiliation he caused me.
TUVOK: Your anger was a source of strength. It protected you, gave you
TORRES: I suppose it did.
TUVOK: And when the Doctor tried to take a holo-photograph of you?
TORRES: I was annoyed. He kept getting in the way.
TUVOK: The rage within you runs deep. It's been with you for many
TORRES: I'm not a Vulcan. I'll survive.
TUVOK: Whatever you say, Miss Turtlehead.
TORRES: What did you say!
TUVOK: You're easily provoked. You must learn to master your emotions.
TORRES: I've had enough mastery for one day. School's out.
So, how'd it go with B'Elanna today?
TUVOK: Our meditation sessions are confidential.
PARIS: No, I'm not asking for sordid details. I just want to know if
you think you can help her.
TUVOK: Her training will be a challenge for both of us.
PARIS: Take it from me, getting B'Elanna to control her temper is like
convincing a Ferengi to leave his estate to charity.
KIM: Captain, we're receiving an automated distress call.
KIM: Coordinates one twenty one by two six eight. Range, two billion
CHAKOTAY: Who's sending it?
KIM: I can't tell.
JANEWAY: Let them know help's on the way. Set a course, Mister Paris.
(Later, they arrive at the coordinates.)
Thirty seven escape pods.
PARIS: They're contaminated with theta radiation.
JANEWAY: Possibly. Lifesigns?
KIM: Two, but they're erratic.
JANEWAY: Beam them to Sickbay. Initiate bio-hazard containment
TUVOK: Theta radiation has affected a radius of six hundred million
TUVOK: A Malon freighter travelling at high impulse. It appears to be
thought we'd seen the last of the Malon.
JANEWAY: I guess they're looking for new places to dump their toxic
EMH: Do we know what happened to their ship? Were they attacked?
JANEWAY: I'm just as curious as you are. Can you revive either of them?
I'm Captain Kathryn Janeway.
FESEK: Fesek. Controller Fesek. Where am I?
JANEWAY: You're on my vessel. We responded to your distress call.
FESEK: My ship?
JANEWAY: It's heavily damaged.
TUVOK: Three million kilometres from here.
FESEK: That's too close. We've got to get further away.
JANEWAY: Calm down, calm down. Tell me what's wrong with your ship. Why
did you abandon it?
FESEK: We were on a waste export mission.
TUVOK: Dumping theta radiation.
FESEK: Two of the theta tanks ruptured. Systems malfunctioned one by
one, communications, navigation, propulsion. We had no choice.
Radiation was venting from every port. Over sixty crewmen died within
minutes. It was chaos. We stumbled through the gas to get to the escape
pods. Only a few of us made it. Where are the others?
JANEWAY: The two of you were the only ones we found alive.
FESEK: Listen to me very carefully. The fact that we're still here
means the ship hasn't exploded, yet. When it does, over four trillion
isotons of antimatter waste is going to ignite. Everything within
three light years will be destroyed.
JANEWAY: Janeway to the bridge.
CHAKOTAY [OC]: Go ahead.
JANEWAY: Put at least five light years between us and the Malon
CHAKOTAY: You heard her, Tom.
JANEWAY [OC]: Send out a sector wide alert.
Warn any other ships in the vicinity to
[OC]: Evacuate immediately.
PARIS: Our warp field just collapsed.
KIM :All this theta radiation. It's disrupting subspace.
CHAKOTAY: Can you reinitialise the field?
Tuvok. Without warp drive there's no chance we'll clear the blast
JANEWAY: Mister Paris, set a course for the freighter. Full impulse.
PARIS [OC]: Aye, Captain.
JANEWAY: If we can't outrun your ship, maybe we can disable it.
FESEK: Every deck has been contaminated. Anyone who goes on board will
liquefy within minutes.
JANEWAY: We'll find a way.
FESEK: We? I'm not going anywhere near that vessel.
JANEWAY: You can either stay and help us or I'll send you back to your
escape pod. Your choice. Clean them up, Doctor. I need them on the bridge.
(They catch up with the freighter.)
How long until those storage tanks explode?
TORRES: Approximately six hours.
JANEWAY: Can we get an away team on board?
TUVOK: The freighter's hull is intact. Life support appears to be
operational. However, thirty three of forty two decks are flooded with
high levels of theta radiation.
FESEK: Including the control room, which is where we'd have to go to
reestablish containment. As I told you.
TORRES: We could beam on to one of the lower levels where there's less
radiation, and vent the contaminated sections one by one.
CHAKOTAY: Clear a path to the control room.
FESEK: I appreciate what you're trying to do, but if what you're
considering were possible, we'd have tried it before we abandoned the
ship. We have years of experience aboard freighters of this gradient.
TORRES: Your experience is what got us into this mess in the first
JANEWAY: That's enough, Lieutenant.
FESEK: Maybe there's another way.
JANEWAY: I'm listening.
FESEK: Four hours from here there's a nebula that could protect us from
the blast. We could alter course, wait there until after the explosion.
JANEWAY: There are at least three other ships in the sector. What about
FESEK: I don't see what we can do.
TORRES: So hundreds of people become contaminated because you're not
willing to clean up your garbage.
JANEWAY: Lieutenant. Assemble an away team. We're going over there.
PELK: Wait! Tell them about the Vihaar.
JANEWAY: What's he talking about?
FESEK: Nothing. It's a myth.
CHAKOTAY: What kind of myth?
FESEK: It's an old story shared among freighter crews. Some of them say
they've seen creatures in the theta storage tanks.
FESEK: Created by radiogenic waste. According to the legend, they are
poisonous monsters that wreak havoc aboard Malon ships. It's a common
belief among our more superstitious
PELK: I never believed it myself, but during the evacuation some of the
crew people saw something. A form.
FESEK: Hallucinations are one of the first symptoms of theta poisoning.
You know that.
PELK: Maybe. Then how do you explain what happened? We checked every
TORRES: You'd say anything to get out of going back to that freighter.
PELK: If you'd been there, you'd be afraid to go back, too.
This chamber seems to be the least affected by radiation. We'll beam in
PELK: That's fifteen decks below the control room.
CHAKOTAY: We'll have to work our way up.
FESEK: The pressurisation systems, they're offline. How will we vent
NEELIX: There are two main airlocks on each deck. We'll open them as we
go. Perform a series of controlled decompressions.
PELK: What's to stop us from being vented?
NEELIX: Forcefields. I spent six years aboard a Talaxian garbage scow.
I know a few things about waste management.
PELK: Even low levels of theta radiation can be lethal.
CHAKOTAY: Our Doctor's developed an inoculation. It'll temporarily
prevent our cells from absorbing the radiation.
FESEK: How long will it last?
CHAKOTAY: Two, three hours.
PELK: Half of the doors and bulkheads are fused. The ascenders are
offline. It could take us twice as long as that to reach the control
CHAKOTAY: Then we'll have to work quickly. We'll take phasers to cut
through any obstacles.
FESEK: I've ordered my men to do a lot of risky things, but nothing as
foolish as this.
TORRES: More foolish than towing around a trillion isotons of toxic
FESEK: We take every precaution to keep it contained.
TORRES: Until you dump it in someone's back yard.
FESEK: Is your crew always so diplomatic?
CHAKOTAY: Your concerns are noted. Get them inoculated. We'll meet you
in Transporter room one.
(Neelix and the Malons leave.)
CHAKOTAY: We're trying to avoid explosions, remember?
TORRES: Oh! Not another lecture about my emotions.
CHAKOTAY: No, a lecture about how to treat guests aboard this ship.
TORRES: Guests? Chakotay, these people are the scourge of the quadrant.
CHAKOTAY: Agreed, but right now they're our only hope of repairing that
freighter, so I suggest you make friends.
TORRES: Diplomacy. Janeway's answer to everything.
CHAKOTAY: This isn't the Captain talking, it's me, and I'm giving you
an order. Keep your temper in check. Understood? Understood?
CHAKOTAY: I didn't hear you.
CHAKOTAY: B'Elanna, I need your expertise on this mission, not your bad
TORRES: I'll see what I can do.
(Neelix is making a thick soup. He has to force himself to taste it.)
NEELIX: Ah, not quite. Do we still have a minute? It's just it's not
quite strong enough yet. Would you mind passing me that little
CHAKOTAY: Neelix, I admire your dedication, but the crew can figure out
lunch on their own.
NEELIX: Lunch, and dinner, and a midnight snack have all been taken
care of. This is for me. It's a Talaxian theta radiation remedy.
Crushed rama leaf and katyllian clove. It helps fortify the cellular
CHAKOTAY: I think the Doctor's inoculation might be a better way to go.
NEELIX: Every little bit helps. Oh, by the way, thank you.
CHAKOTAY: For what?
NEELIX: For sending me on such an important mission. Not that my duties
in the mess hall aren't challenging.
CHAKOTAY: It was an easy choice. You were the best man for the job.
NEELIX: Well, our scow once ran smack into a theta radiation field.
Knocked the propulsion out. We had no choice but to sit there. We were
barely alive when they found us. If it hadn't been for this, nobody
would have survived.
(He forces himself to take another mouthful.)
NEELIX: Once you get past the choking reflex it's really
not so bad. Want to try some?
CHAKOTAY: I'll take my chances.
KIM [OC]: Transporter room one to Commander Chakotay. We're ready to
CHAKOTAY: On our way.
B'Elanna. Aren't you forgetting something?
TORRES: I don't think so.
PARIS: A goodbye would be nice. So long, see you soon, something along
TORRES: I didn't want to risk it.
PARIS: Risk what?
TORRES: Starting an argument.
PARIS: Argument? Us? So, I hear it's been a short fuse kind of day.
TORRES: About this long.
PARIS: Nothing you can't handle.
TORRES: If you think so.
PARIS: I know so.
TORRES: I suppose it's always going to be like this.
PARIS: Like what?
TORRES: Me against the galaxy.
PARIS: Well, the galaxy doesn't stand a chance. Now, promise me that
you're going to be careful over there. No stopping to have fun.
TORRES: Fun? On a Malon freighter?
(He kisses her.)
PARIS: See you soon.
(They cough regularly.)
Well, it's nothing a fresh coat of paint wouldn't brighten up.
FESEK: This way.
TORRES: Theta radiation density, twenty million EV per cubic metre.
Structural integrity's holding. Wish I could say the same for my lungs.
NEELIX: What was that?
CHAKOTAY: This corridor's filled with methogenic particles, highly
TORRES: Something's causing an electrostatic cascade. Our scanning
signals are igniting the particles. It's the tricorders!
CHAKOTAY: Take cover.
(Torres removes her smouldering jacket.)
CHAKOTAY: No more tricorders.
(They get to a bulkhead.)
Control mechanisms are down. We're going to have to open the airlocks
FESEK: Wait here. We'll take care of it.
CHAKOTAY: B'Elanna, go with him.
FESEK: We can do this ourselves.
CHAKOTAY: I'd prefer to keep an eye on your progress.
FESEK: You're on my freighter. I'm in charge here.
CHAKOTAY: You abandoned ship, remember? You take your orders from me.
FESEK: We'll have to crawl into an injector port. It's only big enough
for two people.
CHAKOTAY: Pelk, you stay with us.
TORRES: Shall we?
(They crawl through a dirty Jefferies tube.)
How can you stand to work in these conditions?
FESEK: You think we're animals, don't you?
TORRES: You said it, not me.
FESEK: I'm a waste controller half the year. Do you know what I do the
rest of the time? I'm a sculptor.
TORRES: What's your point?
FESEK: Every year I give up work I love to expose myself to radiation
that will probably cut my life in half.
TORRES: Then why do it?
FESEK: Have you ever been to Malon Prime? It's a remarkable place. It's
one of the most beautiful worlds you'll ever see. Our planet would
choke with industrial wastes if it weren't for the sacrifices of people
TORRES: How many worlds are you willing to contaminate to keep your own
home so tidy?
FESEK: Do you have any idea of the trouble we go to, to locate isolated
areas? Ah, manual actuators. I'll release them, you monitor the
FESEK: Do you have any children?
FESEK: I have a son. He's seven years old. He wants to be a waste
controller when he grows up.
TORRES: You must be very proud.
TORRES: Torres to Chakotay. Stand by for the decompression sequence.
CHAKOTAY [OC]: Acknowledged.
(Fesek throws the contacts.)
TORRES: It didn't work.
FESEK: There's something jamming the airlock controls.
[OC]: Torres to Chakotay. We've got a problem. The actuators aren't
working. Somebody's going to have to go up there and take a look.
NEELIX: Wait. That deck is still contaminated.
PELK: I'll go. I've been exposed to worse.
(Neelix gives Pelk another injection.)
NEELIX: One for the road.
PELK: It's probably just the decouplers. They're always getting
encrusted with oxides.
(We are treated to a point of view with a different coloured filter on the scene, and heavy breathing.)
(Pelk backs away, then something grabs him.)
PELK: Help! Help! Help!
(Chakotay and Neelix run to him.)
PELK: I saw it. I saw it.
PELK: The creature.
NEELIX: Give me twenty cc's of anesthezine.
CHAKOTAY: Chakotay to Voyager. Transporter status.
KIM [OC]: Still too much interference. I'll try compensating. Stand by
for further instructions.
TORRES: What happened?
NEELIX: We don't know. He went away for a minute, he screamed, and we
found him here.
FESEK: These look like chemical burns.
NEELIX: Without tricorders, it's hard to make a diagnosis.
PELK: It's here.
PELK: The creature.
FESEK: You're hallucinating. It's the radiation, but you're going to be
PELK: No. It attacked me. It, oh.
NEELIX: He's going into shock. Cortical stimulator.
FESEK: Pelk, get up!
NEELIX: He's not responding.
CHAKOTAY: He said the creature attacked him.
FESEK: He imagined it. He was probably scalded when that conduit
TORRES: Or maybe there is someone else on this ship.
KIM [OC]: Voyager to away team. Transporter interference has cleared.
We're locked onto your coordinates. Stand by.
CHAKOTAY: Harry, Pelk is dead. Lock onto his signal and beam him to
Sickbay. Ask the Doctor to determine the cause of death.
KIM [OC]: Aye sir.
CHAKOTAY: Someone still needs to get up there and open the airlocks.
CHAKOTAY: Hold on. I'll join you. From now on nobody works alone.
KIM: They've vented five decks. Ten to go.
TUVOK: At this rate, they'll reach the control room in approximately
three hours. However, the storage tanks will detonate in less than two.
JANEWAY: I've been working on a contingency plan. (She calls up a short range scan on Tuvok's wall monitor.)
TUVOK: An O type star.
JANEWAY: If the freighter exploded within the star's corona it might
absorb the radiation.
TUVOK: The star is not on the freighter's trajectory.
JANEWAY: What if we gave it a little nudge?
TUVOK: A series of carefully timed tractor pulses could alter the
freighter's course. But given the vessel's weakened state, one
miscalculation could set off the explosion.
JANEWAY: I'm still counting on the away team to succeed, but I want to
be ready with plan B if they don't.
I don't know about the rest of you but I could sure use a sonic shower.
NEELIX: I'd love to soak in a hot bath for a day or two.
TORRES: Oh no, not me. I want to feel those sonic pulses dissolving
every last atom of this grime off my body.
FESEK: We have a decontamination bay on board that can purge over fifty
workers at a time.
TORRES: Well, that sounds like fun.
(Torres has a coughing fit.)
TORRES: I'm okay, just a little light-headed.
NEELIX: Your hand.
(It has blisters.)
TORRES: Oh, God.
FESEK: Freighter blight, from the prolonged exposure.
FESEK: In my business, it's an occupational hazard.
TORRES: We'd better try inoculating you again.
FESEK: If she's blistering, she's already received a fatal dose of
radiation. She needs treatment.
TORRES: I'll live. Let's keep moving.
FESEK: We have medicines in the infirmary. It's only two sections from
TORRES: We don't have time for a detour.
CHAKOTAY: B'Elanna, go with him. We'll meet you outside the control
TORRES: Chakotay, I'm fine.
CHAKOTAY: I said go!
This is the infirmary? It looks more like a morgue. What happened to him?
FESEK: It looks like he was being treated for long term exposure. He
was probably left behind during the evacuation.
TORRES: Tough luck, huh?
FESEK: There was nothing more we could do for him. He was a core
FESEK: He worked close to the storage tanks. Only three of ten core
labourers survive a standard mission.
TORRES: Occupational hazard?
FESEK: They know the risks when they accept the assignment.
TORRES: They know they're going to end up like this?
FESEK: Core labourers can make more in two months than most Malon make
in a lifetime.
TORRES: What good is the money if they're not around to collect it.
FESEK: It will go to his family.
TORRES: What is that thing?
FESEK: It's a subdermal injector. It contains analeptic compounds to
reverse the cell damage.
TORRES: I feel better already.
FESEK: I won't hurt you. I've done this a hundred times. You'll feel a
slight burning sensation.
(Fesek plunges the two large needles into Torres' neck.)
Commander. The Captain's plan B. I've calculated the inertial force
required to divert the freighter. Plan C. Shield modulations that
should reduce the structural damage of Voyager. It will also help
protect the crew against theta radiation poisoning, if we fail.
TUVOK: A wise precaution. With any luck, we won't be needing it.
SEVEN: I didn't think Vulcans believed in luck.
TUVOK: As a rule we don't, but serving with Captain Janeway has taught
SEVEN: She does seem to succeed more often than random chance would
allow. I'll factor it into my calculations.
TUVOK: Is there a Plan D?
Freighter deck five]
(The team is doing the work on the run now.)
Initiating decompression sequence, deck four. Deck clear.
NEELIX: Twelve down, three to go.
TORRES: The airlocks are opening on this deck.
TORRES: I can't close them.
(The atmosphere starts to rush out.)
NEELIX: Forcefields, where are they?
TORRES: They're offline!
CHAKOTAY: We've got to get off this deck. Move!
FESEK: This way.
(They climb an access ladder. Chakotay is last, and gets hit by a piece of flying debris.)
Freighter deck four]
NEELIX: He was right behind me.
TORRES: Torres to Chakotay.
FESEK: That deck is a vacuum by now.
TORRES: Torres to Voyager.
KIM [OC]: Acknowledged.
TORRES: Lock onto Chakotay's comm. signal and beam him to
(There is a pause, then)
KIM [OC]: We've got him. He's okay.
TORRES: I thought that deck was secure.
FESEK: It was.
TORRES: Then why did we almost get blown into space?
FESEK: I don't know.
TORRES: Airlocks don't open by themselves!
FESEK: What are you saying? You think it was me?
NEELIX: Calm down, both of you! We don't have time to argue about what
happened. We've got to keep moving.
(A shadowy figure watches them leave.)
(Janeway is working at engineering station 2.)
TUVOK: Unconscious but stable. The Doctor is treating him now. We'll be
able to talk to him in less than an hour.
JANEWAY: I'll want a full report.
TUVOK: Shall I beam to the freighter and take command of the away team?
JANEWAY: I just spoke with B'Elanna. She's got everything under
TUVOK: This is a dangerous situation. There is no margin for emotional
JANEWAY: We have plenty to do here. Help me remodulate the tractor
TUVOK: B'Elanna is unpredictable, Captain. Under these circumstances,
her volatile nature could compromise the mission.
JANEWAY: Your concerns are noted, but if I send you over there I'd be
sending the wrong message. That I don't have faith in her. But I do.
TUVOK: Your faith is admirable, but logic suggests
JANEWAY: This isn't about logic, it's about trust. She'll come through
for us. Now, give me a hand.
Freighter deck two]
(Torres is kneeling with her back against a bulkhead.)
Lieutenant? Lieuten. Are you all right?
TORRES: Fine. Report.
NEELIX: We just vented the last deck. We should have a clear path to
the control room.
TORRES: Let's get this thing over with, then.
NEELIX: If you need to rest.
TORRES: I said I'm fine. I was meditating.
NEELIX: Meditating? You?
TORRES: Do me a favour. Don't tell Tuvok.
NEELIX: Your secret's safe.
TORRES: It's this place.
NEELIX: I know how you feel. The next time I volunteer to board a Malon
freighter, check me into Sickbay and have my head examined.
TORRES: I feel like I'm ready to explode.
NEELIX: We'll get through this together. I've got a knack for diffusing
[OC]: Torres to Astrometrics.
SEVEN: Go ahead.
TORRES [OC]: We're outside the control room
TORRES: But without tricorders we can't tell if it's safe to go in there.
The room is too heavily shielded. Our sensors can't penetrate it.
[OC]: You must stand by.
FESEK: The theta dampening field is still active. It should be safe.
TORRES: After you.
Freighter control room]
It's worse than I expected. The theta gas has leaked into the warp
NEELIX: We've got less than ten minutes before this vessel explodes.
FESEK: Emergency systems are down.
TORRES: This should feed enough energy to your power matrix to
reinitialise them. Try it now.
FESEK: They're coming back online, but only one containment grid is
still operational. We have two unstable tanks. One grid can't handle
TORRES: We'll seal them one at a time.
EMH: Easy, Commander.
CHAKOTAY: Ow, my head aches.
EMH: I'm not surprised. You took a severe blow.
CHAKOTAY: I've got to get back to the freighter.
EMH: Not in this condition. If you want to help, you can answer some
questions about Mister Pelk's death. I've found unidentified tissue in
CHAKOTAY: What sort of tissue?
EMH: The computer is running a microcellular scan.
CHAKOTAY: Pelk said he was attacked.
EMH: Ah yes, the Malon Bogeyman.
COMPUTER: Microcellular analysis is complete.
EMH: Odd. The tissue is saturated with theta radiation, but it's not
showing signs of decay. It came from someone or something that's
developed a resistance to the radiation. Sickbay to Seven of Nine.
SEVEN [OC]: Yes, Doctor.
EMH: Scan for additional lifeforms aboard the Malon vessel.
SEVEN: I've been running continuous scans.
assure you there is no one there aside from the away team.
This lifeform's heavily irradiated. It could be blending in with
I'll recalibrate our sensors.
Freighter control room]
Tank one stable.
TORRES: Reroute the containment grid to the tank two.
NEELIX: What happened?
FESEK: A power surge. We're losing the grid.
TORRES: It was triggered from a workstation on this deck.
JANEWAY [OC]: Janeway to away team.
We've detected an alien lifeform aboard the freighter. We believe it
TORRES [OC]: Captain, we just lost power.
JANEWAY: We're diverting the freighter into a nearby star. Leave the
control room so we can get a lock on you.
TORRES [OC]: Acknowledged.
Freighter control room]
(The control room door shuts.)
What's going on?
TORRES: It's jammed.
SEVEN [OC]: Seven of Nine
SEVEN: To away team. I've detected the alien lifeform. It's moving toward your
Freighter control room]
(Gas pours in through the air vents.)
The gas is being routed through the environmental systems.
TORRES: I'll try to shut it down.
NEELIX: Is there another way out?
Do you have them?
KIM: Not yet.
The lifeform has entered the control room.
Freighter control room]
I'm trying to vent the gas, but the release valves are jammed.
FESEK: Use the environmental controls instead.
TORRES: In the meantime, see if you can get that hatch open.
(The lifeform knocks out Neelix.)
(She draws her phaser.)
FESEK: No, you'll ignite the gas.
(She goes into the cloud of gas, and Neelix grabs her shoulder before collapsing into her arms.)
TORRES: We've got to get him back to Voyager. Get that hatch
FESEK: I'm trying!
TORRES: Fesek, behind you!
lifeform attacks Fesek. Torres gets a metal pipe and takes a swing,
then backs away to a control panel to vent the gas. The clearing air
TORRES: You're a core labourer.
VIHAAR: Not anymore.
(His skin is a mass of blisters.)
TORRES: Stay back. Don't make me kill you.
VIHAAR: I'm already dead.
TORRES: You've been sabotaging this ship.
VIHAAR: There's no other way to make them understand.
TORRES: So that's your way of getting even? Killing your crew? Causing
an explosion that will contaminate other ships?
VIHAAR: They poisoned me!
(He attacks Torres, she dodges then the freighter shakes, knocking them both to the deck.)
The freighter is on course for the star.
JANEWAY: Away team, we've adjusted the vessel's course. It's heading
for an O type star.
Freighter control room]
[OC]: You have to get out of there now.
VIHAAR: No. No.
(He uses the control panel.)
The freighter's manoeuvring thrusters just activated. It's altering
TUVOK: No effect. I'm detecting radiation surges in the theta tanks.
They're going to detonate in three minutes.
KIM: As long as they're in the control room I can't get a lock
JANEWAY: Janeway to away team. Get those manoeuvring thrusters
Freighter control room]
[OC]: Offline then get out of the contaminated area. We can't get a
transporter lock on you.
TORRES: Get the hell away from there, now!
VIHAAR: No! It's too late!
TORRES: Okay. Okay. Look, I know what they've done to you. They used
you. You want to hurt them. Listen, listen to me. I know. I know that
you're so angry you want to destroy everything in sight, but there's
another way to make them understand. I'm on your side. I can help you.
Innocent people are going to die if you do this.
VIHAAR: No. It's over.
TORRES: Please, please. Please, let me help you.
TORRES: Step away!
(She thrashes Vihaar with the metal pipe, then uses the control panel.)
The Malon's thrusters are powering down.
TUVOK: I have restored the freighter's trajectory.
JANEWAY: B'Elanna, get out of there.
Freighter control room]
(Torres helps Neelix.)
Come on, we've got to go. Fesek.
(Voyager peels off as the freighter approaches the star and starts to explode.)
(The shock wave makes some consoles go bang.)
The away team, Mister Kim?
KIM: I got them.
Maybe the meditation's working.
TORRES: What makes you say that?
CHAKOTAY: From what Neelix told me. You kept your temper in check over
TORRES: Don't expect me to make a habit of it.
EMH: Well, I've repaired most of your cellular degradation. (to Fesek) I wish I
could say the same for you, but you've suffered long term systemic
damage. Your condition will deteriorate over time.
FESEK: It's an occupational hazard.
JANEWAY: We've contacted a Malon transport ship in the next sector.
We've altered course to rendezvous with them.
FESEK: Thank you, Captain. I don't know how I'm going to explain what
TORRES: Tell them the truth. Tell them the Vihaar is no myth.
(Torres undresses, and remembers her furious attack on the Vihaar.)
Computer, activate sonic shower.