Captain. Computer, pause music. I didn't wake you, did I?
That's all right. 15 minutes of sleep is really all I need. Coffee. Black.
Maybe you should pay a little more attention to flying and less to singing.
I can handle a variety of tasks at once.
While piloting the Flyer, I'm writing a paper on long-duration space flight.
And taking hole-images of this Mutara-class nebula.
With a hologram, who needs a crew?
There was a time when I would have given anything to be flesh and blood.
But I've come to realise that being a hologram is far superior.
Really?
No offence. I'll always enjoy the company of organics.
I'm delighted you've attended this medical symposium with me.
It's been a pleasure spending time with you. I hope we can do it more often.
- We're passing through an eddy. - Could be the wake of another ship.
No. There's nothing on sensors.
- It's probably the shear from the nebula. - I'll take the controls.
Sit down and relax, Captain. You've got a hologram at the helm.
The plasma surges are coming from one of these relays.
Try realigning the deuterium manifolds.
Paris to Torres.
Can you get away for a minute?
I've got a faulty deflector array.
I'm busy right now.
It's kind of urgent.
What's this?
I thought you'd enjoy a romantic lunch
under the glow of a red giant.
You replicated potato salad.
With extra paprika, just the way you like it.
This is so sweet.
But I can't.
Sure you can. I've already cleared it with Chakotay.
I told the captain I'd recalibrate a matrix.
This may be our last chance to be alone
for the next 18 years.
I will make some time before the baby.
I've got to get back.
Report.
A pulse is directed at our transceiver.
It's coming from the Delta Flyer.
Hail them.
No response.
The pulse is encoded with a com signal.
Captain.
Our com system's been damaged.
I'm sending this through a main deflector.
- Are you and the Doctor OK? - We're fine.
Tell Chakotay to meet me in my ready room when we've docked. Janeway out.
- The Flyer took some damage? - We almost didn't make it back.
They're called the R'Kaal. Their technology is decades ahead of ours.
Transphasic warp drive. Multispectral cloaking systems.
They'd destroy us before we knew they were there.
- We should avoid them. - I wish we could.
They control thousands of parsecs from here to the Beta Quadrant.
They're ecological extremists. They believe warp engines damage subspace
so they've outlawed warp travel.
- We'll have to find a way around. - That's the problem.
We've been in their space for three weeks without knowing it.
You think they'd mark their borders.
As punishment, their law demands that our ship be dismantled.
Obviously we won't let that happen.
I've spent hours explaining our situation to their "Archon”, an unpleasant man.
I convinced him to spare Voyager, but at a price.
We're going to rendezvous with their armada and surrender our warp core
at a Class-M planet where they've agreed to let us settle.
- Settle? - I didn't make this decision lightly.
We have to bring the senior staff in. We can find a way to evade their ships
or adapt our sensors to their technology.
We might make it past their armada but we could lose a lot of people.
- There's got to be another way. - I'm tired.
I'm tired of casualty reports, of risking my people
on the slim chance that we'll make it home in one piece.
- We've escaped from worse situations. - Set a course.
- What do I tell the crew? - For now, keep this between us.
- It's not like you to... - I'll make an announcement. Dismissed.
Captain.
Sorry to interrupt. I could use your input on a hypothetical scenario.
Of course.
If we were to eject the core, could it be towed safely at warp?
In theory, but a tractor beam might destabilise the field.
- We'd risk a breach. - Can we compensate for it?
A tractor emitter generating a resonance pulse would stabilise the field.
Can you make those modifications to the Delta Flyer's tractor emitters?
- I suppose. - How long would it take?
- A few hours. - Get started.
- I thought this was hypothetical. - We should be prepared just in case.
- In case of what? - Let me know when you're finished.
- Torres to Chakotay. - Go ahead.
Have you got a minute?
B'Elanna tells me you ordered modifications.
- That's right. - Maybe I misunderstood.
I thought the plan was to hand over the core when we reach the planet.
Are we taking it somewhere else?
- I heard you the first time. - Captain?
You've made your concerns clear, but there's been a change of plan.
Were you going to tell me?
Kathryn, what's going on?
I don't feel well. I've got a headache.
I'm going to my quarters. I'd prefer not to be disturbed. You have the bridge.
- Not now. - I beg your pardon.
Carry on, Commander.
- Chakotay to the Doctor. - Go ahead.
Report to sickbay immediately.
- Something wrong with the turbolift? - How can I help you?
- The captain isn't feeling well. - What's wrong?
She went to her quarters with a headache.
I'll bring her an analgesic.
- Could it be related to the aliens? - You think they harmed her?
You tell me. What did they do to her?
I'm not sure. They took me off-line as soon as they boarded the Flyer.
The captain reactivated me and said she'd been interrogated. I examined her.
Did you find anything unusual?
I violate doctor-patient confidentiality by telling you this, but she was fine.
I'd like you to do a more thorough examination.
- You know how she is about physicals. - You can be very persuasive.
- Contact me as soon as you're done. - Aye, sir.
- Anything interesting on sensors? - Nothing extraordinary.
A red giant, two G-type stars, a trading vessel bearing 156, mark 4.
If there were a fleet of cloaked ships in the vicinity, could you detect them?
A cloaked fleet would generate subspace distortions. Why do you ask?
Commander, we're receiving a transmission.
- Source? - I can't pinpoint it.
- Should I notify the captain? - No, she didn't want to be disturbed.
Route the call here.
I'm Commander Chakotay of the starship Voyager.
This is Supreme Archon Loth of the R'Kaal Imperium.
Why haven't you ejected your warp core as you agreed?
We're on route to the planet specified. We can't jettison it till we get there.
If we don't receive the core within ten hours, my armada will destroy your ship.
This is your only warning.
Work with Harry. I want to know the source of that transmission.
Understood.
Commander, you'll be relieved to know I gave the captain a clean bill of health.
You ran a neurological scan?
Her brain functions are normal.
As far as I can tell, she's perfectly fit.
Thank you, Doctor.
Chakotay to the captain.
- Computer, locate the captain. - Belay that. My quarters, now.
Really. Sending the Doctor to check up on me.
- I'm concerned. - I thought we trusted each other.
Something happened on that away mission you're not telling me.
I've told you what you need to know.
You consulted me on every decision, except this one. Why?
There are some decisions a captain has to make on her own.
I understand that, but every instinct tells me what you're doing is wrong.
Don't you remember what happened on Lesik Prime?
- I don't see how that's relevant. - I think you do.
15 years ago, you were the lieutenant kept in the dark.
If you hadn't questioned your captain's orders, the team would have been lost.
This situation's entirely different.
You never told me that story. I made it up. Chakotay to Tuvok.
I've erected a dampening field around these quarters.
I'm sorry, Commander.
Computer, secure doors. Establish a level 5 dampening field around morgue.
I can't do my job with the two of you talking in my head.
No. I'm not doing anything else until I speak with the captain.
Fine.
What's your encryption frequency?
Captain? Are you all right?
Doctor, listen to me. Under no circumstances eject the warp core.
- If I don't, they'll kill you. - I order you. Stop what you're doing.
I'm sorry. I can't obey that order.
Go to the bridge right now and alert Tuvok.
Put her behind the force field.
We have another assignment for you.
I looked at the schematics of your vessel.
And I'm intrigued by this bio-neural circuitry.
Bring us some gel packs.
They are integrated in the ship's systems. I can't just remove them.
You've proven yourself to be very resourceful. You'll find a way.
Remember, we're monitoring your perceptual subroutines.
We can see and hear everything.
Tuvok to Chakotay.
You know what will happen to her if you alert your crew.
- Go ahead. - Are you all right, Commander?
The Doctor's treating my scratchy throat.
- Could you come to the shuttlebay? - I'll be right there. Chakotay out.
Computer, access the holodeck database
and locate Chakotay's holographic template.
Download the physical parameters into my program.
You wanted to see me?
I completed the diagnostic as you requested. The com signal is normal.
You find that unusual?
The captain did report it was damaged during the attack by the R'Kaal.
Anything else out of the ordinary?
Get out of there before you arouse suspicion.
I'll be on the bridge if you need me.
You're doing a wonderful job, Doctor.
- I'm giving him a little encouragement. - That's why I'm in command.
If all goes well, we'll have the warp core in six hours.
- He's making excellent progress. - That's what he wants you to believe.
- What do you mean? - You can't outsmart a hologram.
Everything appears to be normal.
How do you know you're not looking at a projection? He isn't just a physician.
His emergency command subroutines contain thousands of tactical scenarios.
I wouldn't be surprised if Voyager was already on its way here.
You do have an option. Leave me in an escape pod and I'll forget all about this.
Maybe we should let her go.
Are you delusional? It took months to plan this.
We've found a buyer for the warp core. Now you want to abandon it?
It's better than a rehabilitation centre.
We made our choice when we stole this vessel.
I am not going back to the Hierarchy and neither are you.
She's just trying to trick you.
A month from now, we'll be soaking in the mud baths of Eblar Prime.
Trust me.
Janeway to Torres.
I'm having trouble with my replicator. Can you look?
I'm working on modifications. I'll send someone.
I'd consider it a personal favour if you would do it yourself.
- I'll be there in five minutes. - Thank you. Janeway out.
Computer, access Torres' holographic template.
Download the physical parameters into my program.
Computer, access medical file Torres 3.
And update holographic template.
Did you forget something, Lieutenant?
I did, actually. Where do we keep the spare gel packs?
- Locker Gamma V. - Of course. Gamma V.
- On the upper level. - I know where it is, Ensign.
- You left me no choice. - Lieutenant.
We're calling each other by our rank now?
- You startled me. - Oh, sorry.
I thought since you didn't have time for lunch under the stars,
maybe you'd settle for the glow of the warp core.
How thoughtful, but I'm not hungry.
I'm sure the baby is famished.
A pregnant woman can't eat this. Do you want to give me an arterial occlusion?
One drumstick isn't going to kill you.
Besides, I won't tell the Doctor if you won't.
You know, this all looks so delicious.
Why don't we save it for a romantic dinner this evening?
All right. 1900 hours, but if you're not there, I'm sending security after you.
I'll be there, sweetheart.
Sweetheart? Aren't you getting affectionate in your third trimester?
I'll see you later.
Kim to Chakotay, can you come to astrometrics?
Harry, I'll be right there. Chakotay out.
The transmission had a false signature.
The signal came from inside Voyager.
- We traced it to holodeck 2. - Do you know who sent it?
- I'm on my way to check access logs. - I'll go with you.
Whoever sent this knew how to cover his tracks. The logs have been erased.
Doesn't look like we'll get answers here.
I might be able to find some residual photonic displacement.
There we go. I can clarify the image with a recursive algorithm.
Our alien's a hologram. Question is, who programmed him?
- Good work. I'll take it from here. - Wait a minute.
I'm picking up two holographic signatures.
A second image was superimposed over an existing template.
I'll see if I can isolate the first image.
Doctor, what are you doing?
If you don't mind, I've had a stressful day.
- I'm extremely busy, Commander. - This will only take a moment.
I've been reviewing the communication logs. There's a discrepancy.
At the moment the Flyer transmitted the deflector pulse,
you apparently accessed Voyager's holographic database.
I haven't the faintest idea what you're talking about.
Your access code was used to download the captain's parameters.
Exactly what are you insinuating, Commander?
- We should talk with the captain. - Fine.
- Computer, deactivate the EMH. - EMH protocols off-line.
Security to sickbay. Remain where you are.
You haven't forgotten I'm a hologram, have you?
If necessary, I'll disable all of your holo-emitters.
Computer, transfer the EMH to the mobile emitter.
Red Alert. Security teams apprehend the Doctor.
- Computer, open the doors. - Unable to comply.
Access to the holodeck has been restricted.
Security override. Tuvok sigma IV.
Computer, end program.
Unable to comply. Holodeck controls are off-line.
Tuvok to engineering. Shut down power to holodeck 2.
The Doctor's rerouted the power relays. It'll take a minute to bypass them.
Doctor, I have reconfigured my phaser to disrupt your holo-matrix.
Surrender yourself now.
Tuvok to bridge, Can you locate the Doctor on internal sensors?
I'm not reading him. He must have masked his signature.
Try scanning for the alloy in his emitter.
- Shut down turbolifts and transporters. - Acknowledged.
- Get out. The core's about to breach. - I'm not detecting an overload.
You're getting false readings. The Doctor's reprogrammed your sensors.
Right. Everybody out. Now. Move it.
- You, too. - I can stabilise the containment field.
You're not putting your baby in danger. Go!
You'd better be behind me.
The Doctor's emitter's in your section.
- Where? - Right next to the warp core.
Computer, activate emergency command hologram.
All command codes transferred to the ECH.
Prepare to eject warp core. Authorisation ECH omega 42.
- Don't do this. - Ejection system enabled.
Computer, eject the core.
Computer, lock onto my mobile emitter. Transport me to Delta Flyer.
Transporters are off-line.
We just lost main power and internal sensors are down.
The Doctor has entered Jefferies tube 11 alpha.
Send a security team to the shuttlebay.
- Lieutenant? - The Doctor's heading for the pods.
- You wouldn't shoot a pregnant woman. - Come with me, Doctor.
Tuvok, someone's launching the Flyer.
Tuvok!
Ow!
You might try disconnecting the phase discriminator.
I've rebuilt dozens of these but I've never seen this configuration.
Do you know how I can stabilise the ion flow?
That looks like the charge converter.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
Your ship must need a lot of replacement parts.
Those aren't for this ship. I've been collecting and repairing them for years.
This is from an old impulse drive. I found it sitting in a waste depository.
- I'll find a buyer now that it's working. - These could be worth a small fortune.
That's exactly what I think.
I'm going to use my profits to establish an outpost for engine components.
- I'm certain there's a demand. - My chief engineer is always looking.
She might be interested in acquiring your entire inventory.
Captain...
You're not trying to take advantage of my subordinate, are you?
No-one's ever going to buy this junk. It's almost as useless as you.
There's a ship approaching.
This is the Delta Flyer. You don't get the core till you release the captain.
Are you insane? If you had destabilised the core, we'd have been destroyed.
This isn't a negotiation. Release your tractor beam now.
All right.
It's in the cargo hold.
Lower your shields and we'll beam your captain to you.
Ready.
We had an agreement.
To spare your captain. As you can see, she's still alive.
- Let him go. I'm the valuable hostage. - Actually, you're not.
We'll leave you in the Vinry system.
The inhabitants are mostly harmless.
- The Doctor will work for us now. - I'll do no such thing.
You'll feel differently after I make a few adjustments to your program.
I had no idea he was going to do this. I'm sorry.
I hope you realise you've stranded Voyager in the Delta Quadrant.
- You expect me to let them kill you? - I expect you to follow my orders.
You may as well have ordered me to put a phaser to your head.
Voyager can survive without a warp core, but not without a captain.
Now it doesn't have either.
Chief tactical officer's log, stardate 54890.7.
With internal sensors off-line,
I have ordered a section by section search for our crew members.
Until main power is restored, Voyager remains immobilised and defenceless.
They're just unconscious. Paris to Tuvok, I've found them.
We must assume the captain never returned from the away mission.
- Any idea where the Flyer is? - The Doctor masked his ion trail.
Engineering to Chakotay, we're ready to restart the impulse reactors.
Acknowledged.
- It's playing on every com channel. - Computer, pause music.
Unable to comply.
Didn't the Doctor play this at his recital?
Yes. As I recall, he performed the piece flawlessly.
Maybe the recording was damaged by the power loss.
- Perhaps he altered it deliberately. - Why would he do that?
I performed a Fourier analysis. The harmonics are modified.
- It could be a com frequency. - There's no carrier wave.
It looks like a warp signature.
- A power utilisation curve would do it. - Try scanning for it.
I'm detecting a matching signature. Distance 6.7 light years.
We can't follow them at impulse.
You and Tom take a shuttle.
- What are you doing? - Your matrix can disrupt the force field.
I'm sorry I put us in this position.
You wanted us to spend more time together.
This isn't what I had in mind.
Maybe, if we get back to the ship, we could try socialising a bit more.
This isn't the place to talk about this. Besides, I don't do much socialising.
You have meals with Chakotay and you play Velocity with Seven.
We'll have to discuss this later.
I need to upload your first assignment.
You want me to infiltrate the Hierarchy's surveillance complex?
Data there is worth 100 warp cores.
- How do I get past security? - I'm glad you asked.
- I trust this won't be permanent. - You'll be class one Overseer.
No-one will notice you. I also uploaded several other holographic templates.
- What's wrong? - I'm not certain.
Algorithms are breaking down.
I told you this program couldn't handle that much data.
What have you done to me?
I'm detecting a human lifesign aboard.
And a holographic signature.
The weapons are polaron based and have auto-regenerative shielding.
We still have the element of surprise.
If you don't get him back to Voyager, his matrix will be permanently damaged.
- Please do something. - He's no use to us if he decompiles.
Someone's boarded the Delta Flyer.
Fire at both vessels.
Now, Mr Paris.
The shield generator won't last. If we give them what they want, they'll leave.
Prepare to jettison their warp core.
- What are you doing? - Arming a torpedo.
If we detonate their core, we should have time to escape.
That would kill them.
Captain, get down!
Lock a tractor beam onto the core and get it back to Voyager.
Acknowledged.
Get this hologram off me.
I guess this wasn't so useless after all.
Are you still interested in acquiring my inventory?
Computer, transfer the EMH back to the holodeck.
- Can you stabilise his matrix? - We'll purge excess subroutines.
There's more than 1,000 teraquads of new data in here.
- How is he? - We're not sure yet.
Captain, if I don't survive, I need you to do something for me.
You'll be all right.
If I'm not, donate my emitter to the Daystrom Institute.
They may replicate it so holograms can know the freedom I've enjoyed.
I've had something on my conscience a long time. After I was activated,
I kept a record of what I considered your most questionable decisions.
It's in my personal database. I hope you'll delete the file without reading it.
I violated the most sacred trust between a physician and his patient.
I told Mr Neelix about the eruption you developed on your...
That was indiscreet. I hope you can forgive me.
Ensign, at your recital last month,
I told Torres your saxophone playing reminded me of a wounded targ.
I should have put it more delicately. I'm sorry.
- Seven. - You should remain still.
You have no idea how difficult it's been hiding my true feelings,
averting my eyes during your maintenance exams.
I know you can't have feelings for me but I want you to know the truth.
I love you.
Your cognitive algorithms are malfunctioning.
Goodbye, my friends. Speak well of me.
- Is he... - No. I've got him.
- What happened? - I deleted the extraneous subroutines.
- I'm not going to decompile. - You'll probably outlive us all.
Doc, anything else you'd like to confess?
Captain's log, stardate 54912.4.
Torres has restored our warp drive in less than a week.
The Doctor's dignity might take a little longer.
He hasn't left sickbay once since he returned to the ship.
Captain, do you need medical attention?
You've been keeping to yourself. Your friends are worried about you.
After my death-bed confession, I wasn't sure I had any friends left.
I overstepped my bounds in documenting your command decisions.
It happened before I considered myself to be a part of your crew.
I'm not here to make you grovel. I'm here to punish your insubordination.
I understand.
You are hereby denied the use of your mobile emitter for six days.
Since you haven't left sickbay for a week, we'll call it time served.
I appreciate the gesture but I've got work to catch up on.
Sorry to hear that, I was hoping you might be free for coffee on the holodeck.
I know a little cafe in Buenos Aires. You said you wanted us to socialise more.
I suppose Mr Paris can finish this.
When you're on the holodeck with the captain, there are two rules.
- First, leave your rank at the door. - Not a problem. Second?
No opera.