> FACES >
Below are high quality audio caps from this episode
presented in mp3 format. Please
let us know
if we've missed a favorite quote of yours from this episode
and we'll try and add it!
"Regeneration phase completed. Deactivate the genitron. Shut
down the bio-matrix. BíElanna? BíElanna Torres! Wake up!"
"Captainís log, Stardate 48784.2. We have completed our survey
of the Avery system and are returning to retrieve Lieutenants
Paris, Torres and Durst. By now, they should have concluded
their inspection of the magnesite formations on the third
"Here we are Mister Tuvok, one bowl of authentic Vulcan plomeek
Tuvok: "As I have told you, Mister Neelix, this is an
unnecessary indulgence. I am quite content to eat whatever the
rest of the crew is eating."
Neelix: "Nonsense. Everyone aboard this ship deserves a
taste of home every now and then."
Tuvok: "Very well then, thank you.
Neelix: "Donít thank me, Iím having a marvellous time
experimenting with the native dishes of the entire crew. So far
Iíve learned to make corn salad for Mister Chakotay, and peanut
butter and jelly sandwiches for Mister Paris. He calls it
comfort food. Isnít that charming? What are you waiting for,
itís no good cold. Well?"
Tuvok: "It is ratherÖpiquant."
Neelix: "It is zesty, isnít it. I tried following the
recipe in the computerís databank but it seemed so bland so I
took the liberty of spicing it up a bit. Call it plomeek soup a
Tuvok: "I must point out that if you take the liberty of
changing a time honoured recipe you are hardly presenting a
taste of home."
Chakotay (Over Comm): "Senior officers please report to the bridge."
Neelix: "But your soup."
Tuvok: "Please, enjoy it."
(Drinks it from the bowl) "Thereís no place like home."
Chakotay: "The away team
has failed to arrive at the pre-arranged co-ordinates, Captain, and
theyíve failed to respond to our hails."
Janeway: "Have you tried locking on to their comm. signals?"
Kim: "Weíve scanned the entire surface. No sign of them. They
must still be underground, but I canít locate them there either."
Tuvok: "Then as we suspected, the dense magnesite formations
in the planetís crust are blocking our sensors."
Kim: "Take a look at this. This is the cave system nearest
the beam-in co-ordinates as it appeared in our initial geological
scan. And this is the same system now. This tunnel here has shifted
to the west by almost seventy five degrees."
Janeway: "Are you saying walls of solid rock have changed
shape in the two days since the away team was deployed?"
Kim: "Apparently so, Captain, but our initial scans didnít
tectonic activity of anywhere near that magnitude."
Chakotay: "In any case, itís possible that Torres and the others
havenít returned to the beam-out site because they were trapped by
these geological shifts. Iíd like to lead a team down to
Tuvok: "And what is to prevent us from losing you as well,
Kim: "Iím sorry, Captain, what I mean to say is I think I can
modify some subspace transponders which could be deployed along the
Commanderís path, kind of like..."
Janeway: "Breadcrumbs. Got it."
Kim: "If theyíre placed at regular intervals I believe
theyíll maintain a
signal link with the ship and they could serve as
a transporter relay in case we need to stage an emergency beam-out."
Janeway: "Very well, Commander, take a team with you, but I
want a transporter lock on you at all times."
Chakotay: "Aye Captain. Tuvok, Kim, youíre with me."
Sulan: "I apologise for
the restraints, but your presence here is very important to us. Do
Torres: "Who are you?"
Sulan: "I am Sulan, chief surgeon of the Vidiian Sodality".
Torres: "I demand to know what is happening here. Youíve
surgically altered my face. I look like a Klingon."
Sulan: "Iíve performed no surgery as you understand the term.
There are several questions I
need to ask you before we proceed."
Torres: "You canít possibly believe Iím going to cooperate
Sulan: "Perhaps I was in error to leave your consciousness
and memory intact."
Torres: "Durst. Paris. What have you done with them?"
Sulan: "What is your exact age, Klingon."
Torres: "If you want me to answer your question, you will
have to answer one of mine first."
Sulan: "Very well."
Torres: "What exactly have you done to me."
Sulan: "I have reconstituted your genome. You are now purely
Torres: "Thatís not possible."
Sulan: "I assure you it is. I have developed a procedure to
stimulate cell division. A kind of enhanced mitosis. Your Klingon
genetic material was extracted. It was then converted from matter to
energy by our genetron. Finally you were rematerialised as the
purified Klingon specimen that you are now."
Torres: "Why! Why have you done this!"
Sulan: "For generations my people have been searching the
quadrant for a species immune
to our disease in the hope that it
would lead us to a cure."
Torres: "And you think Klingons are immune to this phage."
Sulan: "I believe your genetic structure has phage-resistant
nucleotide sequences, yes. But I needed a pure specimen to be
certain. My people do not know it yet, but you are their greatest
Torres: "I will never help you."
Sulan: "You are very strong. I can only hope that you will be
truly resistant to the phage."
Torres: "And how will you know that?"
Sulan: "I have infected you."
Paris: "Theyíre the ones
with the guns, remember."
Durst: "Weíve got to find a way out of this place."
Paris: "Agreed. But I donít want to do anything until we find
out what theyíve done with BíElanna. In the meantime, we have to
keep track of the guards movements Ė how long are their shifts, when
do they eat, when do they sleep."
Durst: "There donít seem to be many of them. I guess they
weíre all so exhausted we donít have any fight left."
Paris: "Weíll find an opening, Pete, and when the time is
right weíll make our move. Something funny, friend?
Paris: "Really. "Howís that?"
Talaxian: "Nobody ever escapes from this place. Those Vidiian
leeches can yank the beating heart out of you in a heartbeat. Heart
out of you in a heartbeat. Now thatís funny."
Paris: "Seems like you know this place pretty well."
Talaxian: "I should, Iíve been here six years."
Paris: "Then tell me something. I thought those Vidiians were
in the business of harvesting organs. How come weíre all still in
Talaxian: "The disease makes them weak, they need somebody to
dig their tunnels. Thatís us. Best way to keep alive around here is
to stay strong."
Paris: "Thanks for the advice."
Talaxian: "Donít worry, theyíre always in need of replacement
body parts. Theyíll get around to gutting you eventually. There were
23 of us from my ship. Iím the only one left."
Paris: "Listen. When they grabbed us there was a woman with
us. BíElanna Torres. Any idea what might have happened to her?"
Talaxian: "If sheís not here, sheís been taken to organ
"Commander, Ensign. Over here."
Chakotay: "What is it."
Tuvok: "I detect traces of at least five Humanoid
Kim: "Five? There were only three in the away team."
Tuvok: "Evidently they did not enter this cavern alone."
"Are you in pain?"
Torres: "Itís nothing."
Sulan: "Remarkable. One of the symptoms of the early
stages of the phage is excruciating joint pain. I find it
extraordinary that you can endure it. Some who have been
infected have been known to die from the agony itself."
Torres: "Itís going to take more than an infection to
Sulan: It appears you are correct. Your bodyís
successfully fighting off the phage. I am overjoyed.
Torres: "How delightful for you."
Sulan: "Soon we will begin a series of procedures
replicating your genetic code and attempting various methods of
integrating your DNA with our own. In time weíll be successful
and eliminate the phage forever. When that time comes you will
be honoured as a
hero by my people.
Torres: "I know Iím the first Klingon youíve ever seen so
Iíll tell you that Klingons find honour as warriors on the
battlefield not as guinea pigs in a laboratory."
Sulan: "Earlier you accused me of mutilating you. Now you
sound positively proud to be Klingon. You have me to thank for
Torres: "Youíll get no gratitude from me."
Sulan: "Perhaps youíll feel different in time, but I
donít blame you for your obstinacy. I would be proud too, with a
form as handsome as yours . I believe Klingons are the most
impressive species I have ever seen."
Torres: "Tom. Tom, wake
Torres: "Yeah, itís me."
Paris: "BíElanna, what have they done to you?"
Torres: "I remember them
grabbing us outside the caves and then I Ö I guess I just blacked
Paris: "Yes, they stunned all of us."
Torres: "The next thing I knew, they were waking me up in
some kind of laboratory. I was so groggy I couldnít see. I asked
them what they had done to me and then one of them said that they
had completely extracted my Klingon DNA."
Paris: "It doesnít seem possible. You look Human."
Torres: "I feel so weak, sick to my stomach."
Paris: "Considering what theyíve done to you, Iím not
Torres: "So strange."
Torres: "When I was a child, I did everything I could to hide
my forehead. Hats, scarves, you name it."
Paris: "When I was a kid, I wore a cap to cover the haircuts
my father used to make me get first day of every summer."
Torres: "I grew up on a colony on Kessick 4. My mother and I
were the only Klingons there and that was a time when relations
between the homeworld and the federation werenít too cordial. Nobody
ever said anything, but we were different and I didnít like that
feeling. Then my father left when I was five years old. One day he
and the next he wasnít. I cried myself to sleep every
night for months. Of course I never told anybody, and then I finally
decided that heíd left because I look like a Klingon. And so I tried
to look Human."
Paris: "Looks like you finally got what you wanted."
Chakotay: "Aye Captain"
Janeway (Over Comm): "But I donít want you taking any
unnecessary risks. Weíll be standing by to implement an emergency
Chakotay: "Acknowledged. Itís not working, Captain."
Janeway (Over Comm): "Try reconfiguring your phaser to match
the band width modulation."
Chakotay: "Three to beam up!"
Sulan: "BíElanna? How
are you feeling today?"
Torres: "I feel strong. Itís very frustrating to be
restrained like this."
Sulan: "I sympathise."
Torres: "I donít like being chained up like an animal."
Sulan: "Iím sorry, I wish there was some."
Torres: "Iíve been thinking about what you said. Itís because
of you that I am Klingon and I
do like this feeling. In
way I suppose I am grateful. Did you know that Klingon females are
renowned in the Alpha Quadrant not only for their physical prowess
but for their voracious sexual appetites as well. Why not let your
creation out of her harness. Study her in action."
Sulan: "I wish it were possible, BíElanna, but Iím afraid I
canít risk releasing you just yet. Forgive me."
Torres: "For what?"
Sulan: "Please, donít condescend. I may have a grotesque
appearance but I assure you my instincts are finely honed, and I do
have feelings. Hard as it may be for you to imagine, BíElanna, my
people were once handsome and vigorous like yours, and with your
help we will be again. Perhaps when that time comes I will not
disgust you quite so much as I do now."
Janeway: "Now that the
Vidiians know weíre here, we have to be prepared for the possibility
theyíll call in reinforcements."
Kim: "So far long range sensors havenít located any alien
vessels near here."
Tuvok: "However, it is possible that the same technology that
disguises their forcefields, cloaks their ships."
Chakotay: "The other thing we have to consider is that the
may be at greater risk now."
Kim: "Captain, take a look at this. Using our tricorder data
Iíve been able to scan the entire planet for the forcefield
signature. It looks like the field surrounds an area more than six
hundred Kilometres in circumference."
Janeway: "Is there any way to scan inside it?"
Kim: "Every reconfiguration Iíve tried has failed."
Janeway: "If itís the same kind of forcefield
Vidiians used the last time we ran into them, why didnít our phasers
Tuvok: "Apparently it has been adapted to repulse phaser
Janeway: If the Vidiians can move in and out of there, so can
we. Start setting up simulations. Find a way to get through that
Sulan: "BíElanna? I have
something I want to show you." (Looks up with the face of Lieutenant
Sulan: "I thought perhaps this new face would make you more
comfortable with me."
Torres: "Youíve killed him."
Sulan: "Yes, BíElanna, but his organs will save more than a
(B'Elanna jumps up and chokes Sulan)
Kim: "Deep level scans
have revealed a network of microfissures, miniscule openings that
develop each time the field matrix remodulates."
Janeway: "Just how small are these microfissures?"
Kim: "Less than one micron. And they close up within a few
Janeway: Would it be possible to use our phasers to expand
these openings as itís forming?
Tuvok: That was our first thought. But we realised such an
attempt would have to be at close range and would carry the risk of
alerting the Vidiians to our presence."
Kim: So then it occurred to us. If we could narrow the
transporters energy beam tightly enough, it might be possible to
transport one of us through the microfissures."
Tuvok: Of course, timing the transport to the precise moment
of an opening would be critical."
Chakotay: But if we could get someone inside, we might be
able to find our people, and also deactivate the forcefield."
Janeway: And then, presumably, we could beam everyone back to the
Tuvok: "Precisely. But you should be aware that because we
incapable of scanning beyond the forcefield we will have no way
of communicating with whoever transports inside it. Nor will we be
able to verify that the transport has been successfully completed."
Janeway: "Moreover, whatís to prevent whoever goes in from
being captured by the Vidiians."
Chakotay: "I have an idea about that, Captain."
Kes: "Remarkable work, Doctor."
Doctor: "If you think this is remarkable, you should see me
remove a bunion."
Tuvok: "I have done my best to replicate Vidiian attire. I
trust it will prove sufficiently convincing."
Chakotay: "Itís a fine piece of work, Mister Tuvok. Next time
I need a tailor, Iíll know just where to look."
"Here. Itís water."
Talaxian: "Rest while you can. The guard wonít be back
right away. Keep it."
Torres: "Tom, Iíve been thinking. When they did this
thing to me, I think it changed more than just the way I look."
Paris: "What do you mean?"
Torres: "Back there, when they took Durst away, I was
Paris: "No one could blame you for that."
Torres: "You donít understand. Iíve been in worse
situations but Iíve never felt like that before. Never. I mean,
my heart was pounding and my hands were shaking. I didnít even
try to help you."
Paris: "BíElanna, Iím no doctor, but I have to believe
that what ever they did to you has seriously depleted your
nothing you could have done."
Torres: "No, thatís not it. I think that when they
extracted my Klingon DNA, they turned me into some kind of a
Paris: "Sometimes fear can be a good thing. Keeps you
from taking unnecessary chances. Courage doesnít mean that you
donít have fear. It means that youíve learnt to overcome it. And
I know that you can find the courage to hold on until we can
find a way out of this
Vidiian Guard: "Whatís going on here."
Paris: "Sheís ill, she needed a rest."
Vidiian Guard: "If sheís too weak Iíll take her back to
Torres: "Thatís okay, Tom. Maybe if Iím there I can try
to make contact with the ship."
"The emitter array has been initialised, Captain."
Janeway: "Good. Are you ready, Mister Chakotay?"
Tuvok: "Captain. Thereís an opening forming in the
Kim: "Initiating auto sequence."
Tuvok: "Targeting scanners to match co-ordinates.
Janeway: "On my mark, Mister Kim. Energise. Well. Now we
Klingon Torres: "Wake
up, petaQ! Eat!"
Human Torres: "What is it?"
Klingon Torres: "Some rodent I killed."
Human Torres: "No thanks."
Klingon Torres: "Iím sorry I canít replicate you a soufflť
but you need nourishment. I canít carry you all the way out of
Human Torres: "How are we supposed to escape this place?
are guards everywhere."
Klingon Torres: "We fight our way out."
Human Torres: "Maybe you havenít noticed, but Iím not exactly
in fighting form."
Klingon Torres: "Thatís why you need food. Eat. So, youíre
whatís left over when all the Klingon DNA is taken out."
Human Torres: "Apparently."
Klingon Torres: "If I hadnít come along, were you just going
to waste away in that prison camp until they killed you for your
body parts? Were you too frightened to act?"
Human Torres: "I was looking for a way to escape."
Klingon Torres: "Looking! Iíll show you the way to escape!
This and this."
Human Torres: "Thatís the way you respond every situation,
it? If it doesnít work, hit it. If itís in your way, knock it
down. No wonder I got kicked out of the academy ."
Klingon Torres: "For which you should be eternally grateful."
Human Torres: "Well, Iím not! Your temper has gotten me into
trouble more times that I Ö listen to me. Listen to us. This is
ridiculous. Do you realise weíre each fighting with our self."
Klingon Torres: "Iím not the one whoís fighting, petaQ. If I
remember correctly, Iím the one who rescued you from that prison and
carried you here. Donít you think you could at least acknowledge
that? Canít you even admit that you wonít be able to get out of here
Human Torres: "I donít know that I can get out of here with
you. Brute force isnít going to do it."
Klingon Torres: "Maybe not. Maybe weíll die in the attempt.
thatís better than sitting here like frightened tikíkah cats
Human Torres: "There you go again. Out of control. Just
leaping into action before you think things through."
Klingon Torres: "Fine. You stay here. Iím getting out."
Human Torres: "No, wait a minute, thatís not what I meant.
Iím sorry. Please, just before you rescued me, I logged onto the
Vidiianís computer system. I only had a few seconds, but I think I
found a way to access the force field thatís cloaking this place.
With a few minutes more I could have deactivated it."
Klingon Torres: "Then Voyager could get a lock on us, beam us
back. Paris too."
Human Torres: "It may not be as exciting as fighting our way
out, but it stands a much better chance of working. If I have your
Klingon Torres: "So. You need me."
Human Torres: "I canít get back to that computer without you.
And youíll have to cover for me while I work."
Klingon Torres: "We canít go to the prison barracks. There
are too many guards there. In the lab where they were holding me,
there was a security console. Thatís the last place they would
expect us to be."
"They must have taken her to organ processing."
Paris: "Tell me how to get there. Keep your hands off
Chakotay: "Whatever you say, Paris, but I thought you
might like to get out of this place."
Chakotay: "Where are Torres and Durst?"
Paris: "I think theyíve been taken to what the Vidiians
Vidiian Guard: "You! Why are you talking to that
Chakotay: "I was ordered to take him to organ
Vidiian Guard: "Why wasnít I notified?"
Chakotay: "I was told you had been."
Vidiian Guard: "Iíve never seen you before."
Chakotay: "My face was just grafted."
Vidiian Guard: "Very well. Take him. But from now on I
expect to be notified in advance of all transfers."
Chakotay: "Yes, sir."
Human Torres: "I have to bypass the security code so I
can access the force field grid. Then Iíll have a better idea of
what weíre dealing with. That should do it. There! Thatís what
weíre up against, and I think weíre here."
Klingon Torres: "Can you shut it down?"
Human Torres: "Iím working on it."
Klingon Torres: "What now."
Human Torres: "If they didnít know we were here before,
they do now. Take it easy, Iíll be done in a minute."
Klingon Torres: "Youíre not frightened any more, are
Human Torres: "Maybe I just donít have time to think
about it. Are you hurt?"
Klingon Torres: "Keep working."
Sulan: "BíElanna, stop!"
Klingon Torres: "Youíre not going to hurt me. You need
Sulan: "Youíre right. But if you do not surrender I will
Chakotay: "Drop it!"
Sulan: "Who are you?"
Klingon Torres: "Thatís what I want to know."
Chakotay: "Itís Chakotay!"
Human Torres: "I think Iíve just about accessed the
Klingon Torres: "Hurry!"
Human Torres: "Got it! There!"
Tuvok: "Captain, the
forcefield has been disrupted."
Janeway: "Mister Kim, can you get a lock on Commander
(Over Comm): "Chakotay to Voyager, do you read?"
Janeway: "Loud and clear, Commander."
Chakotay: "Iíve found them, Captain."
Klingon Torres: "No!"
Chakotay: "Three Humans and one Klingon to beam up."
"Sheís badly wounded, Captain."
Human Torres: "Beam her to sickbay."
Klingon Torres: "Donít. No time. You showed true courage.
It makes my death an honourable one." (B'Elanna dies)
"Using tissue from your counterpart, I can replicate the Klingon
DNA, then over the course of several days, Iíll reintegrate that
genetic material into your cellular structure."
Torres: "Wait a minute. Youíre not saying that youíre
going to change me back?"
Doctor: "Thatís precisely what Iím saying. Your cell's
ability to synthesis proteins has been severely compromised. You
Klingon genes to survive."
Torres: "So. Sheís saving my life again."
Doctor: "Iíll get started on the DNA."
Chakotay: "How are you doing?"
Torres: Iím not sure. Itís been a pretty strange
experience. I do know that right now, the way I am, Iím more at
peace with myself than Iíve ever been before. And thatís a good
Torres: "Iím incomplete. It doesnít feel like me. I guess
Iíve had someone else living inside of me for too long to feel
right without her."
Chakotay: "Iíd have to say that you two made quite a team
Torres: "I know. I came to admire a lot of things about
her. Her strength, her bravery. I guess I just have to accept
the fact that Iíll spend the rest of my life fighting with her."