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	Chakotay: "Damage report." Tuvok: Shields at sixty percent." Torres: "A fuel line has ruptured. Attempting to compensate." Damn it! We're barely maintaining impulse. I can't get anymore out of it." Chakotay: "Be creative!" Torres: "How am I supposed to be creative with a thirty nine year old rebuilt engine?"
	Chakotay: "What was that?" Tuvok: "Curious. we've just passed through some kind of coherent tetryon beam." Chakotay: "Source?" Tuvok: "Unknown. Now there appears to be a massive displacement wave moving toward us."
	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 you." Paris: "Well then, I guess I'm yours."
	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."
	Paris: "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."
	Paris: "Stadi, you're changing my mind about Betazoids." Stadi: "Good." 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 with 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. Intrepid class. Sustainable cruise velocity of warp factor 9.975. Fifteen decks. Crew complement of 141. Bio-neural circuitry." Paris: "Bio-neural?" Stadi: "Some of the traditional circuitry has been replaced by gel packs that contain bio-neural cells.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."
	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." Quark: "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 gemstones 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 the 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...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 idea.." 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: "Dazzling, aren't they? As bright as a Koladan diamond." Quark: "Brighter." 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 these for?" Quark: "We were about to negotiate a price."
	Janeway: "Come in. 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 the Bridge. "
	Cavit: "Lieutenant Stadi, lay in the course and clear our departure with operations." Stadi: "Course entered, Ops has cleared us." Cavit: "Ready thrusters." Kim: "Thrusters ready." Cavit: "Initiate launching sequence." Stadi: "Sequence underway." Janeway: "Engage."
	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. Analysis." Kim: "Its some kind of polarised magnetic variation." Calvit: "We might be able to disperse it with a graviton particle field." Janeway: "Do it. Red alert. Move us away from it, Lieutenant." Stadi: "New heading, four one, mark one eight zero." Calvit: "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." Kim: "Three..." (Voyager is swept away to the Delta Quadrant)
	Janeway: "Report!" Kim: "Hull breach, Deck fourteen. Comm. lines to engineering are down. Trying to re-establish." Janeway: "Repair crews, seal off hull breach on Deck fourteen." Female crewmember: "Aye, Captain." Male crewmember: "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 view screen operational?" Kim: "I'm trying. 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 galaxy."
	Kim: "Computer, initiate Emergency Medical Holographic Program." Doctor: "Please state the nature of the medical emergency." Kim: "Multiple percussive injuries." Doctor: "Status of your doctor?" Kim: He's dead. Doctor: "Point four cc's of trianoline." Kim: "Trianoline?" Paris: "We lost our nurse too." Doctor: "How soon are replacement medical personnel expected?" Kim: "That could be a problem. We're pretty far away from replacements right now." Doctor: "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." Doctor: "There's no need for concern. I am capable of treating any injury or disease. No concussion. You'll be fine. Clean him up."
	Chakotay: "Were you going to deliver us into their waiting hands, Vulcan?" Tuvok: "My mission was to accumulate information on Maquis activities. And then deliver you into their waiting hands, that is correct."
	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 species?" Janeway: "This minor bipedal species doesn't take kindly to being abducted." 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 leave them." 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 don't understand." 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 it." Caretaker: "You? I've searched the galaxy with methods beyond your comprehension. No, there is 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!"
	Janeway: "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 planet's surface."
	Janeway: "Come in." Tuvok: "Captain, I've observed something peculiar about the pulses. They're getting faster." Janeway: "Faster?" 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, Mr. Tuvok. Take a look at this. 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 captain." 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 again." 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 not worry." Janeway: "They miss you." Tuvok: "As I do them." Janeway: "I'll get you back to them. That's a promise, Tuvok."
	Janeway: "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." Neelix: "Whoever you are, I found this waste zone first." Janeway: "We're not interested in this debris, Mr.?" Neelix: "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: "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: "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: "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: "Sadly, yes. Thousands of times. Well, hundreds of times. Maybe fifty times. The Caretaker has been bringing ships here for months now." Janeway: "The Caretaker?" Neelix: "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: "It's not the first time." Janeway: "Do you know where he might have taken them?" Neelix: "Just that they're brought to the Ocampa. Nothing more." Janeway: "We'd appreciate any help you could give us in finding these Ocampa." Neelix: "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: "Well, there's really very little that you could offer me. Unless." Janeway: "Yes?" Neelix: "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: "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: "Beam?" Janeway: "We have a technology which can take you instantly from your ship to ours. It's quite harmless. May we?"
	Tuvok: "Energize." Neelix: "Astonishing! You Federations are obviously an advanced culture." Tuvok: "The Federation is made up of many cultures. I am Vulcan." Neelix: "Neelix. Good to meet you! Interesting. What exactly, what exactly does all this, all this do?" Tuvok: "I assure you 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?"
	Kes: "Neelix, these people rescued me." Neelix: "I rescued you." Kes: "With their help. It would be wrong not to help them now."
	Paris: "I'll get Chakotay." 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. 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." 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."
	Doctor: "Doesn't anyone know how to turn off the program when they leave?"
	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: "Well, we're explorers from another galaxy, but we had no idea that our technology would be so destructive to their atmosphere. Two, 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, she went off to look for more interesting places. Janeway: "Why were you bringing ships here, infecting people with a fatal illness?" Caretaker: "Oh, they, they didn't die of an illness. They died because they were incompatible." Janeway: "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 themselves?" 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."
	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 (Over comm): "Acknowledged. But don't for one second think this makes us even, Chakotay. Your life is still mine. Paris out."
	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 program." Janeway: If you destroy the array, we'll have no way to get home." Caretaker: "The Ocampa's enemies can not be allowed to, to control this installation. In minutes, it will be destroyed. You have to go. Go now."
	Tuvok: "The Caretaker?" Janeway: "Voyager, report." Paris: "Kazon vessel just collided with the array, Captain. Are you all right?" Janeway: (Over comm): "Affirmative. Stand by." Caretaker: "The self-destruct program 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 Ocampa." Tuvok: "Shall I activate the program 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 apply." Janeway: "Would it? We never asked to be involved, Tuvok, but we are. We are."
	Janeway: "Mister Tuvok, ready the tricobalt devices." Tuvok: "Aye, Captain." Janeway: "Open a channel to the Kazon." KIM: "Channel open." Jabin(On screen): "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 screen): "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." Janeway: "Fire."
	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 to conn. Paris: Me?" 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. Congratulations." 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 know." Paris: "Oh, he'll know. When we get back."
	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." Janeway: "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."
	Janeway: "We're alone in an uncharted part of the galaxy. We've 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."