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- Who is that?
- An interesting development.
- I'm Kathryn Janeway, your training advisor.
I'm a hologram based on one of the most decorated captains
in Starfleet history,
programmed to assist the "Protostar's" crew
on their journey back to Federation space.
- Ugh. She's hideous.
Why is her forehead so smooth? Ugh!
- You're no summer peach either, Tellarite.
- Jankom Pog likes her!
- What's a Freder-- Fred Erasion?
- What Starfleet crew doesn't know the Federation?
Where's your captain?
- Right here! I am the captain.
And I order you to return us to Tars Lamora--
- we'll have to forgive her. She's delirious.
Her brain's sick with space...flu.
I'm in command of this ship. -
- Uh... - Huh?
- Quite a vote of confidence.
I'm only here to offer advice
and maintain the "Protostar's" lower-level functions.
Everything else is up to your crew.
But I believe there is something
you aren't being truthful about.
- Uh- I can explain.
- Huh? - You see--
- It's obvious you're Starfleet cadets.
No uniforms, no clue.
I can spot greenhorns a parsec away.
- Greenhorns? - Yes! We are cadets.
Can you remind us what the Federation does again?
For my crew. Not me.
- The United Federation of Planets.
An interstellar union of different worlds and species,
with shared principles of universal liberty,
rights, and equality.
- Equality? That sounds nice.
- Starfleet is the Federation's representatives
for deep space exploration,
on a mission to maintain peace and freedom,
to explore strange new worlds, to seek out new civilizations.
To boldly go where no one has gone before.
- Ha! This Federation biz sounds,
uh, actually pretty good.
- Is such a collective possible?
- It is. Shall I help you plot a course?
- No! No?
- Okay.
Well, were we listening to the same pitch just now?
- I like to boldly go. Or at least I think I do.
- I sense an aversion in Dal,
but I cannot clearly read his mind.
Perhaps if I get a little closer--oh.
Read it clearly now.
I will not be probing any further.
- We don't need her help. We can plot our own course.
Which way is Federation space?
- Here, in the Alpha and Beta Quadrants.
- Then we want to go all the way
over...
This place.
- I must caution you,
that little red dot represents a--
- Just tell us how to get there, Holo-nanny.
- You're the captain.
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- He's not the captain.
- Hey, Janeway, does this ship have a brig?
She said starboard side.
But which side is that?
- Dal, why are we lying about being cadets?
- The kid's not wrong.
We just kidnapped the boss' daughter.
We're floating blindly through space
in a ship we don't know how to fly.
This is bad.
- The Federation could give us adequate protection
from the Diviner's tyranny.
- Are you all crazy?
Did the oxygen levels drop in here?
- Oxygen level's optimal.
- Let me tell you how the galaxy really works.
- This oughta be good. - The Federation?
It's just another name for someone else in charge.
Yeah, Janeway sings a nice song,
but I can tell you from experience,
people in authority lie.
They try to sell you the good life,
but it's a good life for them, not us.
Besides, how much protection are they gonna give
to a bunch of fugitives
who roll up in their stolen ship?
Take it from me, if it sounds too good to be true, it is.
- You're in charge. Do you lie to us?
- Yes. He lies all the time. -
- But I lie for us.
Don't think of it as lying to her,
think of it as playing pretend.
This used to be a Federation ship, but now, it's our ship.
And as long as we control it, we're in charge.
- Dal has a way with words.
Listen to them at your own peril.
- Don't listen to her. She's got space madness.
- You mean space flu.
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- Hey, Murf found starboard.
C'mon Zero, let's take her to the brig.
- Uh, it's okay, kid. - What do we do now?
- You heard the cap. It's our ship.
Let's see what she's got to offer.
- Disappointing.
- I dunno, this is one of the nicer prisons I've been in.
- I meant Gwyn's mind.
Her resistance to my telepathy must be inherited.
I had hoped to gain an insight into why her father desires
to obtain this ship. It's quite the mystery.
- I don't need to read her mind to know
she's picturing herself blasting me out of an airlock.
That sound about right?
Wow. Didn't we just do this?
Oh that's right--but last time I was in there,
and you were out here.
Wait, is this soundproof? Can she hear us?
- You're an imbecile. - Well, there's your answer.
- My father will come for me.
No matter how far you try to run, he'll hunt you down
and make all of you pay for taking his daughter.
- What's a guy in a tank gonna do?
Swim at me?
- You laugh, yet your mind is reeling with pure terror.
- Good one, Zero! Let's go.
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- All I have to do is wait.
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- What is the status of the riots?
- We have regained control of
"The Unwanted" with minimal losses.
- Minimal?
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Losing the "Protostar" and my daughter is not minimal!
- Agreed. Shall "The Unwanted" continue to extract chimerium?
- Yes. Exhaust them so they're too tired to rise up again.
And I'll need every speck of chimerium for trade
to get my ship back!
Prepare the "REV-12"!
- What sort of mess hall has no mess to eat?
I'm starving.
- If you need sustenance, Cadets,
the food replicator uses matter conversion
to create any meal you dare dream up.
- Uh, Jankom's a little light on credit.
- As a cadet, you should know the Federation has moved
past traditional currency. It's free.
- What? Blood truffle biscuits, sweet radish pie,
and don't skimp on the sour gravy!
Oh! Come to Poggy!
Go on, Rok! Try it out! What's your favorite food?
- I don't know. I'll just have what you got.
- Dream big, Kid. You should order whatever you want.
Nutri-Goop? That slop they fed us back in the mines?
Why?
- It's the only food I've ever had.
- I appreciate a gal who knows what she likes.
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- Check out the bunk room! Looks cozy.
- I suppose communal sleeping quarters
could accelerate team bonding.
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- Uh.
- Ah, Murf, you've settled in.
I look forward to sharing this experience with you...
from over here.
Perhaps we could be bunk mates, Dal.
Dal?
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Huh?
Whoa! Look at the Captain's quarters!
Oh man! Whoo!
Ugh. This bed is kinda lumpy.
I mean, it's kinda lonely in here,
and I mean come on, who needs all this view?
Curse of being a captain, I guess.
- I can still read your mind.
- How 'bout now?
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- Back to mock me, girl?
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For so many years, you watched them take us...
how they treated us...
why didn't you stop them?
- My father told me--I thought you were criminals.
- We're not criminals.
The only crime we ever committed was getting caught.
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- Jankom's just checking under the hood.
This shiny girl has two warp cores!
Just one'll take us to warp nine,
if it don't break us into a bajillion pieces!
- If those are the warp cores, what is this?
- Huh?
Jankom Pog has no idea.
- Red alert. Red alert. Red alert.
- Didn't touch anything! Wasn't me!
- No, that wasn't you, Jankom.
There seems to be a bigger problem.
- Relax, I'm sure this is just a routine systems check.
Pull it up on screen.
- Oh, that does not look routine.
- It's beautiful. - What exactly am I looking at?
- Your course has led us into a binary system
where the gravitational pull of an orbiting white dwarf
is in the final moments of tearing apart a red giant.
- A dying star.
What a rare and exciting way to meet our doom!
- This right here is why we shouldn't be in space!
- For the record, I tried to caution you.
Perhaps you'd like my help to change course, Captain?
- Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah. I see what you're doing.
But this is my ship. I control it. Be gone.
- "Your" ship? - I said "our." Didn't I?
You just couldn't hear it over all this noise.
Zero, get us out of here!
- Attempting to change course.
- Okay.
Appears like we're still heading straight into it.
Why aren't we changing course, Z?
- It's not me.
We are falling into the dwarf star's gravity well.
- Then warp us out of here. - Okay.
Doing what you told me to do.
using a warp drive inside a gravity well
may result in unpredictable and dangerous side effects.
- Right, I knew that!
I meant divert all the power to the impulse engines!
- So many buttons!
- If you divert all power, you'd be deactivating--
- Victory for Jankom Pog! Oh wait, where'd the lady go?
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- Huh?
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- Even at full impulse power, the star's gravity
is so strong, we are being pulled into it.
I've never been inside a star before!
- Dal, I really think we need Janeway.
- We need to be faster-- uh, lighter.
Ditch all non-essential cargo!
- Why are you looking at me? Jankom Pog is essential.
- That's debatable. -
- I mean, dump everything not bolted down!
- Ejecting escape pod one.
Ejecting escape pod two.
Ejecting escape pod three.
- Please tell me there are more escape pods onboard.
- There are no more escape pods onboard.
- Qu'vatlh.
- Would you like the vehicle replicator
to create a shuttlecraft?
- What's a vehicle replicator?
- The "Protostar's" vehicle replicator,
located in the shuttle bay,
designed to quickly create any means of transport--
- Yes! Make a shuttlecraft now!
- Vehicle replicator activated.
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- Are we under attack?
- Easy!
Jankom doesn't like gettin' jostled!
- It seems diverting power deactivated our shields,
leaving us vulnerable to space debris.
- This just keeps getting better.
Where's our prisoner?
- Again, it seems diverting power
included the brig's containment field.
- Rok! Find Gwyn!
- I--I don't want to. I want off this ship!
- I don't have time to argue, Rok!
- Fine!
- You're the muscle, kid.
Ain't any of us doing any better.
- Divert power from impulse and get us back our shields.
And brig!
- I can't. Something else is draining power.
A vehicle replicator? - A what?
- Shuttle 10% complete.
- There you are.
I don't wanna hurt you.
- Listen to me.
We're all going to die if we don't get out of here.
- Why should I listen to you? You never helped us!
You're a bad lady!
- Shuttle 20% complete.
- You're angry. I get that.
But I was only doing what I was told.
Just like you're doing now. -
Get back here! - Shuttle 30% complete.
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Shuttle 40% complete.
Hey!
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Shuttle 50% complete.
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Shuttle 60% complete.
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Blast shield constructed. Shuttle 70% complete.
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- Disable...
artificial...
gravity!
- Disabling artificial gravity.
- Whoa, whoa!
- Shuttle 90% complete.
- For what it's worth, I'm sorry.
- Oh, no. - And now, we're floating.
Okay, we can handle this.
At least ask Janeway to turn on the air conditioning!
Unless you all want roasted Pog for dinner.
- Murf, got any fantastic last-minute heroics?
- I believe Murf is eating a chair.
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- We're going down! - Captain, we need you now.
If you don't act now, we'll die.
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- Janeway! I need your help.
- You know how to keep a lady waiting.
- How do I get my feet on the ground?
- All you had to do was ask.
Alright, cadets, let's get to work.
- Huh?
- Stabilize the inertial dampeners
to restore the artificial gravity.
- And where's that?
- The controls are on the operations console.
- Ah, found it. - A bit to the left.
Your other left. That's the one.
- Artificial gravity restored.
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- I am not going to let you have this again.
I got the prisoner! - That's great, kid.
We've still got problems up here.
Zero, you should have enough juice for the shields now.
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- Shields are at 80%, but dropping with every hit.
- The Protostar's equipped with a sufficient tactical array.
Why not use it to even the odds?
- Ooh, Jankom Pog gets to blow stuff up?
- Technically it's auto-targeting,
but you get to push the button.
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- Okay, she's back in the brig.
Oh, my gosh, what is that river of fire?
- Trillions of tons of white-hot ionized gas
about to explode.
- That sounds worse.
- What's the call, Captain? - I don't know.
We've done everything you've said,
and we're still fighting to get out.
- That's it! What if we stop fighting
and ride the shock wave? Let it propel us free?
- Bingo. - You were reading my mind.
- Now that is another lie.
- Uh, full impulse into the river of fire.
And do what Zero said. Ready on my mark! Now!
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- Whoo!
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- We did it! Whoo! We did it! We survived!
- Thank you. You saved our lives.
- I only nudged you all in the right direction.
You did the rest. - Yes.
- I guess I did know when to ask for help,
which is what a natural-born captain would do.
You're welcome! -
- Nobody thanked you! - Of course he takes credit.
- We're goners.
- I must say, when the Federation first formed,
it wasn't pretty.
A collection of species,
entirely unfamiliar to each other,
different languages, different cultures,
but with one shared aspiration--to be better.
I've seen my share of wayward crews
and I can tell you this-- you've got potential.
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- Huh? - Oh!
- Now that we're still alive,
how about you teach us cadets some other things?
- Like turning left or right, for example.
That would've been helpful.
- We've only just begun.
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- I have tracked the Protostar's" warp signature.
- Take me to that ship!
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- Chimerium Cloak activated.
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- I am coming for you, my progeny.