[dramatic music]
[exciting music]
♪ ♪
[dramatic musical flourish]
- So I got Janeway back online.
She helped me plug in the Warp Matrix.
- [whistles] - A crazy whoosh
went into the engine.
And then all of you came back! - Wow.
- Good work, kid. - [laughs]
- We were separated across fractured time,
yet we still found a way to work together.
- We make a good team. Who would've thought?
- [laughs] Jankom would've thought.
[all laugh]
- I still can't believe this guy got onto our ship.
No matter how far we run, the Diviner always finds us.
Guess we can never let our guard down, huh, Nok-head?
[grunts]
- Ah! We let our guard down!
- What did you do?
- I didn't do anything.
[garbled speech]
- Come back to me. - [gasps]
- Come back to me.
- Haunted head! Turn it off!
- No! Shh. Listen, it's a recording.
- To the thieves who have stolen my "Protostar,"
I deliver an ultimatum.
This chase across the galaxy ends now.
You will come to Tars Lamora,
and return the "Protostar" to me.
- No way he's getting our ship.
- In exchange, I give you my word to release the Unwanted.
If you do not comply within one day's cycle,
the miners will pay the price.
- Ugh. - He's a monster.
- My progeny,
I never wanted it to come to this.
But there are needs greater than either of ours.
Come back to me.
To the thieves who have stolen my--
[slowed garbled speech] "Protostar"--
- [coos] - [gasps]
Gwyn?
- [groans]
- We never should've left.
The others are in trouble 'cause we got away.
We need to go back.
- We can't give my father this ship.
- Besides, the "Protostar" isn't big enough
to save all the miners.
- But it was designed to do more
than joyride across the galaxy.
- What are you suggesting? A rescue mission?
Us? Bah!
We're not Starfleet.
We can barely save ourselves.
[groans]
We should contact the Federation.
Let them handle it.
- By the time Starfleet reaches Tars Lamora,
it'll be too late.
- One day. One measly day.
- And only enough power for one Proto-Warp.
Two choices:
either we jump to the Federation,
unsure if they can make it in time,
or jump to Tars Lamora, and surrender our ship
for the lives of our brethren.
- Assuming we can trust my father.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- I know you're listening, Janeway.
- I don't envy your position.
Neither option is a guarantee.
Ultimately, the choice is the Captain's alone.
- [grunts]
How is this even a debate?
Going back for the miners is a bad call.
- Oh. - That Jankom couldn't
be prouder to make with you dum dums!
Who's in?
- I'm in! - [chirping]
- Hoot, hoot!
- What do you say, Cap?
[inspiring music]
- [groans]
[doors whir]
- Dal?
Dal?
Dal!
You're the one who wanted to be in charge.
Now, when faced with a tough choice, you just run away?
Are you scared?
Or just selfish?
- You know how many times I tried to escape Tars Lamora?
If we go back, we might never leave.
You don't understand. You aren't like us.
- I know it's a risk.
- Everything we fought for--
the ship, our freedom, our friends!
We could lose all of it!
If it was just me, sure. In a heartbeat.
But I can't risk losing...
us.
Don't look at me like that. I meant all of us.
Th--the crew.
- [sighs] Of course.
- You want us to go into hostile territory,
outnumbered 100 to one,
to make a trade with someone we can't even trust.
And if we're lucky enough to survive that,
we still need to escape with all the miners
without a ship.
- When you put it that way... yes.
- This is a no-win scenario, Gwyn.
This is our Kobayashi Maru.
- So what are you saying?
- It can't be one of my half-baked plans.
Not with all of our lives on the line.
- Don't forget, you're not alone.
We're in cat boots now.
[triumphant music]
Let's plan together.
- Let's get to work.
♪ ♪
- Hmm.
- I brought bigger snacks!
- Ho, ho, ho, whoa!
- [yawns]
- Huh, that's one heck of an upgrade.
♪ ♪
Coffee? - [giggles]
♪ ♪
- [squeals] - Hmm. Ooh.
- Whoa.
- Yeah!
[thrusters whirring]
- Ahh, ahh.
- [laughs]
- Murf, my indestructible friend,
this may just work.
[all laugh]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[doors whir]
♪ ♪
- Huh, you clean up nicely.
- Hmm.
- Whoa, ho, ho, ho! Look at us!
Lookin' good.
- Hoo-hoo, yip!
- Whoa.
- Suddenly I feel underdressed. [computer whirs]
That's better.
- What'll it be, Captain?
- Crew, prepare engines for maximum warp.
- I just wanna say,
I know you never thought you were Starfleet material,
but today, you're risking everything
on a seemingly impossible mission to save others,
to bring hope to a hopeless cause.
Nothing's more Starfleet than that.
♪ ♪
- Initiating maximum warp.
- We are at warp 9.97 and holding.
- Prepare Proto-Drive.
[whirring]
- Proto-Drive's online.
[engine whirring]
- We are set to jump.
- On my mark.
Ready.
♪ ♪
Go fast.
[engine booms]
♪ ♪
- Whoa.
- Oh.
♪ ♪
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
- Ah. Look at her.
And you doubted she would come.
- Deactivating cloak.
- They're towing us in.
Everyone, you know what to do.
♪ ♪
- Just as hopeless as I remember it.
♪ ♪
[all speak garbled language]
Rok, lower all shields.
- Lowering shields, Captain.
[shields whir]
- Jankom, prepare cargo transporter.
- Uh, cargo transpo' is a go-go.
[clears throat]
Uh, cargo transporter ready, Captain.
- Murf, a little hustle.
- Come on, Murf! It's time to play dress up.
[doors whir]
- Hey, Gwyn, it's almost time.
- Copy, Captain.
You're unusually quiet.
Penny for your thoughts?
- I worry that if I'm captured,
your father will use me as a weapon again.
- If we all do our part, no one else will get hurt.
[grunts] Janeway, is that our cue?
- Affirmative. The Rev-12 tractor beam
has locked onto our ship.
- They're towing us in. Everyone, you know what to do.
[indistinct garbled language]
♪ ♪
- I never wanted to see this place again.
Too many bad memories.
- Then let's make some better ones, kid.
You ready to face your pops?
- [sighs] No turning back now.
♪ ♪
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- Don't try anything hasty.
If you do, we gave the order for Janeway
to activate the ship's self-destruct.
- Easy now, Z.
Jankom's nervous too.
♪ ♪
- [sighs] Father.
- Progeny.
- The "Protostar" for the Unwanted.
That was the offer.
- Okay, I hear you.
Quick question:
just how are any of us supposed
to get off this asteroid if you take our ship?
- This asteroid is all you deserve.
Do you have any idea what that uniform represents?
- A commitment to strive for a better future.
- Lies and hypocrisy.
- You'd know all about that.
- [growls]
The terms have changed.
My progeny comes with me.
[all gasp]
- Gwyn wasn't part of the deal.
- My Diviner, it would be a mistake to bring her with us.
- The only mistake was not telling her the truth
to begin with.
- What truth?
- It doesn't matter. You're not going.
- Dal, stop.
This is my choice.
[sighs]
I'll go with you
if you free the miners, and promise my crew the Rev-12.
- Gwyn, no!
You mean more to us than a ship.
- There is no way we're leaving you with that monster.
- Gwyn!
[dramatic music]
We need you.
♪ ♪
[sighs]
- You said it yourself.
Without a ship, you'd all be stranded here.
When he took all of you, I stood by and did nothing.
I need to make it right.
♪ ♪
Do we have a deal?
- I taught you to negotiate well.
These terms are...acceptable.
- If we give up the Rev-12--
- I have my "Protostar" and my progeny.
I need nothing else.
Release the Unwanted and prepare my ship.
♪ ♪
[beeping]
[powering down]
♪ ♪
- Are you sure?
♪ ♪
- [sighs] Take care of them.
♪ ♪
- Remove that vile thing.
♪ ♪
- [groans] Why does it feel like we lost?
- Because we did the right thing.
[doors whir]
[dramatic music]
- At last.
It's been too long.
♪ ♪
- Gwyn, is everything okay?
- I did what I had to.
♪ ♪
- That chair doesn't belong to you.
- Drednok, override this Starfleet nuisance.
[buttons beep]
- [groans]
Welcome aboard, Captain.
♪ ♪
- [scoffs]
- Take us out of here.
♪ ♪
[engine roaring]
♪ ♪
- Target the Rev-12's power generators.
Leave them nothing.
- No! You can't!
You got what you wanted.
Without power, they'll lose the atmospheric shields.
They'll never survive.
- I promised them a ship. No
t their lives.
- [gasps]
♪ ♪
- No, you wouldn't--
♪ ♪
[engine whirring]
- [groans]
- Ah! - Ahh!
♪ ♪
- He blasted the generators!
[grunts]
[all huffing]
♪ ♪
- Surprise, surprise!
The Diviner double-double-crossed us!
[all grunting]
♪ ♪
- [gasps]
♪ ♪
- There goes our gravity.
When the emergency reserves quit,
those shields won't last long.
Then goodbye oxygen.
- Ah, help.
I'm scared, Dal.
- I've got you, Rok!
Jankom, get a hoof on Zero!
- [grunts]
Jankom's got Zero.
But who's got Jankom? Wh-whoa!
Ahh!
[ship whirs]
- You are a monster.
- You will understand my actions in time.
♪ ♪
- [sighs]
- She's seen enough.
Full impulse.
- Ahh.
- Ahh! Ahh!
[shouting]
♪ ♪
- We're clear of the asteroid system.
No other warp signatures detected.
- They've depleted the Proto-Drive.
On your orders, I can enable rapid regeneration protocols.
- Wait, where are we going?
- You will know soon enough.
- You said you'd tell me the truth.
Why is this ship so important to you?
- Because this is more than a ship.
It is our salvation.
How long before I can Proto-Jump?
- No. I want to know more.
If I'm so important, why did you choose the ship,
and abandon me?
- When I chose the ship,
I was blinded by duty.
But now, I realize that you are more.
You're a part of me.
You are my daughter.
I cannot do this without you.
- Do what?
I'm ready to listen.
♪ ♪
- You-- you're hiding something.
- Ah!
- You're stalling.
Engage the Proto-Warp now.
- The Proto-Core is not responding.
The computer is saying it is not on the ship.
- What? - Lose something?
- Exotic matter dilithium matrix missing.
Systems offline.
- They took the Proto-Core.
♪ ♪
[all screaming]
- You can drop the act. They're gone.
- [laughs] Jankom takes to acting
like a pus hog takes to phlegm.
- Gwyn was right. She bought us a ship.
The Diviner couldn't resist the bait.
- But did he have to take out the power?
- A hitch to our plan, but not totally unexpected.
We can still save everyone.
Without gravity, it will just be a little harder.
How's Murf doing?
- Keeping the Proto-Core intact.
Good thing he's indestructible.
Otherwise, our faces would be melting off.
- Uh, speaking of melting faces off,
didn't Zero beam down before us?
- Ah, a joyful play on words
at the expense of my own insecurities
about the harm my true appearance could afflict.
Very funny, Jankom. Hoot, hoot!
♪ ♪
- Emergency evacuation thruster packs.
Perfect for spinning in Zero-G
- I've gotta say,
the Vehicle Replicator created a flawless replica.
- [groans] - Perhaps too flawless.
- We can pat ourselves on the back later.
We don't have much time
before they realize they're missing their Proto-Core.
Rok, Jankom, Murf, get our power back on
so we can get the Rev-12 in the air.
Zero and I will corral the miners
and get back to the ship.
- [laughs] Yeah.
♪ ♪
- I just hope Gwyn can buy us enough time
for this crazy plan to work.
♪ ♪
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪