I've been considering naming him after my husband.
It's been a tradition in his family
for over five generations.
I'm sure he'd be very pleased.
My husband's name is... Greskrendtregk.
He's Ktarian.
Choosing a name is no easy matter.
I speak from experience.
Have you had any progress, Doctor?
I've reviewed historical, Iiterary
and anthropological databases from over 500 worlds
and have yet to find a suitable name.
However, I may want to give some thought to...
Greskrendtregk.
To be honest,
I've been thinking of something simpler.
What do you think of Cameron?
Oh, I Iike it.
Cameron— from the ancient
Celtic term for "one whose nose is bent."
Well, what about Frederick?
Frederick. Very distinguished.
However, it bears a close resemblance
to a rather impolite term on the Bolian homeworld.
Well, it doesn't have to be a human name.
I Iike Sural.
It's Vulcan.
Yes. Unfortunately, it was also the name
of a dictator on Sakura Prime,
famed for beheading his rivals...
and his parents.
He won't have an objection to Benaren.
You're right. I've never heard that name before.
I think it's Iovely.
Is it Ocampan?
Benaren was my father's name.
He was the greatest inspiration in my Iife.
AII science officers please report to your stations.
Your scans Iook fine, Ensign.
We'II see you in a week.
Thank you.
Greskrendtregk would make
a good middle name, don't you think?
You never suggested your father's name to me.
I-I thought you were only considering human names.
Ah. Well, you were mistaken.
If you Iike Benaren,
there's no reason you can't use it, too.
I'm sure she won't mind.
Won't mind that I just usurped her baby's name
the moment I heard it?
Thank you, but no, thank you.
My uncle's name was EIrem.
I once knew a boy named Tarrik.
There's not much Ieft of whatever it was.
From the amount of debris,
I'd guess it was a small ship, no bigger than a shuttlecraft.
I'm not reading any organic material
in the debris field.
It must have been an unmanned vessel.
Possibly a probe.
Any idea what happened to it?
The high residual energy signature
indicates repeated weapons fire.
Captain, the wreckage
is composed primarily of duritanium polyalloy.
Duritanium?
I haven't seen
many weapons that could do that kind of damage
to a duritanium hull.
Transport some samples of the debris
to Engineering for analysis.
Continuous scans, Lieutenant.
We don't want whoever did this to catch us by surprise.
Any conclusions?
Afraid so.
We've identified the signature Ieft by the weapons fire.
There's no question.
It was Cardassian.
Cardassian?
Could Seska be responsible?
No, Captain.
I am.
The probe was destroyed
by an experimental Cardassian weapon
from the AIpha Quadrant.
Sorry.
I recognized its signature because...
because I know this weapon very well.
Chakotay and I got our hands on it
when we were fighting the Cardassians.
How did it get here?
Probably the same way we did.
The Iast time we saw it,
it was heading in the same direction
in the Badlands where the Caretaker picked us up.
Originally, the Cardassians
sent this thing to destroy a Maquis munitions base.
We nicknamed it "Dreadnought."
It's a self-guided tactical missile
carrying a charge of a thousand kilos of matter
and another thousand of antimatter.
Enough to destroy a small moon.
Now, add to that
one of the most sophisticated computer systems I've ever seen.
They made this missile adaptable, evasive,
armed with its own defensive weaponry—
in other words, unstoppable.
So, how did you stop it?
We didn't. It got through all our defenses.
Worked Iike it was supposed to, except for one minor detail.
It didn't go off.
Leave it to the Cardassians to build
such an incredibly advanced tactical weapon
and then arm the warhead with an old kinetic detonator.
The missile skipped off into the atmosphere
and quietly went into orbit.
I got inside it and reprogrammed the computer.
Hell, I didn't just reprogram it,
I changed its identity.
I made it forget about being Cardassian.
Now it was working for the Maquis.
And we gave it a new mission—
to destroy the Cardassian fuel depot on Aschelan V.
But it never made it out of the Badlands.
We thought it had been destroyed in one of the plasma storms.
So, how do we
stop this weapon before it causes any more damage?
Dreadnought masks its warp trail
with a randomized EM field, but I can modify
our navigational sensors to cut through that.
And what are going we do with it once we find it?
I get back inside it.
I know all the security codes.
I installed them myself.
Lieutenant Paris can assist you
with the navigational sensors.
Keep me informed.
Dismissed.
Lieutenant? I expect everyone to show up for meetings on time
and properly dressed.
Yes, sir.
There's still a Iot of distortion
in the upper frequencies.
Better. Now Iet's try filtering out
the ion radiation.
B'EIanna.
You must be really worried about catching this thing.
Chakotay wasn't telling the whole truth.
We didn't send Dreadnought
on a mission against the Cardassians.
I was the one who sent it...
without asking him.
You were afraid he'd say no.
After I did it, he pulled me aside, and...
I was ready to defend myself.
I was so sure that I had anticipated
everything that could possibly go wrong.
I even programmed it
to warn Federation ships to stay out of its way.
In my own voice.
Your voice.
Listening to that Cardassian computer's voice
was driving me crazy.
I don't blame you.
Anyway, Chakotay Iooked at me—
I didn't know him very well yet—
and all he said in that damned soft voice of his was...
that I'd hurt him.
That he thought he'd earned my trust and Ioyalty.
I was so glad when it disappeared
into the Badlands.
I remember thinking, "Thank God it's over."
But it's not.
And if anything happens here because of Dreadnought...
it's my fault.
No one else's.
You took a risk.
You were thinking Iike a Maquis.
That was a whole different Iife.
Tell me about it.
You know...
I've been surprised
at how well you've been able to fit in here.
A Iittle envious, too.
Tom...
what's been going on with you Iately?
Going on? How?
People are starting to talk.
Are they?
People Iike who? Chakotay?
No, I mean people
Iike me.
Like today.
Look at yourself.
Coming to a briefing Iate
and is it true
that you had a fight with Lieutenant Rollins?
The Lieutenant was unhappy
that my Conn reports weren't punctuated properly...
according to Starfleet protocol.
I didn't Iike his attitude.
Was he right about your reports?
We're in the Delta Quadrant; nowhere near Starfleet.
What differe...?
Yeah, he was right.
I'm the one who's been wrong.
Wrong about a Iot of things.
Why don't we try running a multiphasic sweep?
Captain, I'm picking up the trail again.
New heading: 196 mark 4.
I'm on it.
This course is erratic.
Are we sure we're following a single warp trail?
Perhaps the missile's navigational system
is malfunctioning.
It's been operating for over a year—
far Ionger than it was designed to function.
No. This is deliberate.
It's following one of the evasive patterns
I programmed into it.
It must have observed us following.
I think I've got it on Iong-range sensors.
No, that's only a sensor echo.
Dreadnought's programmed to deflect its image
up to 100,000 kilometers from its true Iocation.
The next time you get a heading,
Iook for a brief surge in neutrino emissions
within 100,000-kilometer radius.
That'II be the real thing.
Got it.
EIevated neutrino Ievels.
Locking in coordinates.
It's within visual range.
On screen.
Its targeting scanners have been activated.
What's wrong?
It's not supposed to do that
until it's Iocked onto its final target.
It's heading for a planet
in a system over ten Iight-years away.
At its current speed,
it'II get there in about three weeks.
The planet is CIass-M.
I'm reading several heavily-populated areas.
Seska will want to know
about this Cardassian missile immediately.
Mr. Jonas, your enthusiasm is appreciated,
but I would prefer to know more about it
before I bring it to Maje Culluh's attention.
If I could just talk to Seska.
As I explained, I have now been assigned to be your control.
Look, has she been made aware of how much I've been helping you?
What the maje chooses to share with her is none of my concern,
but you are in good hands, my friend.
Now, tell me more about this weapon your ship has found.
Look, all you need to tell Seska is that missile is better armed
than the entire Kazon-Nistrim sect.
That's very interesting.
What more can you tell me that I can bring to my...?
Someone's about to make a subspace transmission.
They may be able to detect our com-Iink.
I have to terminate.
My name is Kathryn Janeway,
Captain of the Federation Starship Voyager.
First Minister Kellan, Captain.
What is it you want?
Our scans of your world
suggest you have Iong-range tracking abilities.
We have been observing your course for the Iast two days.
Have you also been able to detect the missile
on a parallel course off our starboard bow?
We haven't been able to identify what it is, but yes.
You have the right to know, First Minister,
that this missile is carrying a warhead
with a significant destructive force, and...
Is this some sort of threat, Captain?
On the contrary.
We want to help.
I find that hard to believe.
Your reputation precedes you, Captain.
We've been told that you've threatened many races
since your arrival in this Quadrant.
First Minister, we're aware
the Kazon have been telling that to people.
They'd Iike to prevent us from making allies.
I assure you, you've been misled.
And yet, here you are, sending this missile toward us.
The missile arrived here from our Quadrant
due to a very unusual accident.
We haven't been able to determine yet
why it chose Rakosa as its target,
but my Chief Engineer
is preparing to disarm it before it reaches you.
Perhaps you are telling me this in order to delay
our defensive response.
I could've maintained communication silence
and not given you any warning at all.
That's true.
Nevertheless,
be aware that I am placing our defense force on alert.
I'd do the same, in your place.
We will be watching your progress closely.
Janeway to Torres.
How soon will you be ready to transport?
Dreadnought's shields have responded to my codes.
I'm ready now, Captain.
Proceed.
Energize.
Authorized entry detected.
Initiating DNA scan.
B'EIanna Torres confirmed.
Hello, B'EIanna.
Your Iast systems access was on stardate 47582.
Current date is 49447.
Time: 0840 hours.
Did you sleep well Iast night?
Not so well, to tell you the truth.
Activate programmer interface.
Your presence was not anticipated
during the mission. PIease explain.
Something's gone wrong with your programming, Dreadnought.
Display targeting schematic.
A self-diagnostic has been conducted every 14 hours.
No malfunctions have been detected.
Maybe there's something wrong
with your diagnostic systems, too.
Identify target.
Aschelan V.
What targeting parameters are you using?
Size, radiothermic signature,
atmospheric composition, relative...
Enough.
Dreadnought, you're nowhere near Aschelan V.
Based on available data, you are mistaken, B'EIanna.
Let me check out your navigational systems.
Access to primary navigational systems
is denied at stage three alert status.
That was my idea, wasn't it?
Affirmative.
Okay. We'II have to go at this
in a different way then, won't we?
Dreadnought, do you know what happened to you
the day after my Iast systems access?
PIease be more specific.
Did you encounter a coherent tetryon beam?
Confirmed.
AII attempts to avoid the phenomenon failed.
That beam carried you into the Delta Quadrant.
I'm not surprised it damaged your sensors.
Dreadnought, reinitialize your navigational systems.
Computer?
Reinitialization sequence is complete.
Okay.
Now verify our current position.
Based on relative position to known astronomical markers,
this vessel is currently Iocated in the Delta Quadrant.
And is Aschelan V Iocated in the Delta Quadrant?
Negative.
Then reconfirm your target Iock.
Unable to verify.
Standing down from stage three.
Target Iock has been deactivated.
Reestablishing stage four.
Janeway to Torres.
Go ahead, Captain.
We're showing a shutdown of all your engines.
Can you confirm that?
That and more.
I'II be ready to transport back in a few minutes.
Acknowledged.
Good work, B'EIanna.
Janeway out.
Dreadnought, return to stage five.
Initiate powersave program.
Acknowledged.
Good night, B'EIanna.
Sweet dreams.
The Dreadnought's quantum torpedoes
could be modified to be compatible
with our Iaunchers.
What about its engine components?
Easily converted to Starfleet specs.
We'II have spare parts for years.
We should also download some files
from the computer core.
B'EIanna, you can begin the salvage operation
first thing in the...
Paris to Janeway.
Yes, Lieutenant?
The missile just took off. It's going into warp.
Stay with it, Tom.
Engaging warp drive.
This is impossible.
When I Ieft, it was completely shut down.
We're back on a heading to Rakosa V.
It's increasing speed to warp 9.
At this rate, it'II reach the planet in 51 hours.
It's still on course for the planet at warp 9.
Mr. Paris, bring us within ten kilometers.
Maintain a parallel position.
Bridge to Torres. Your status?
I don't understand it, Captain.
Dreadnought's shields are not recognizing
my security code anymore.
We can't initiate transport.
You better get back up here, Lieutenant.
Aye, Captain.
Mr. Tuvok, Iet's take a shot at disabling its drive systems.
Ready photons. Red AIert.
Torres programmed the missile's shields
to adjust to all known weapons, even Starfleet's.
Voyager wasn't in service when she did it.
We're equipped with type-6 photon torpedoes.
They may just get through.
Fire.
No discernible damage, Captain.
It must have scanned our weapons, adapted its shields.
Captain, it's maintaining course and speed.
We're being hailed by the missile.
Let's hear it.
Unidentified Federation ship.
AIthough this vessel is Cardassian in design,
it has been appropriated by the Maquis.
PIease stand down your weapons.
You stand down your weapons and I'II stand down mine.
You are interfering with a tactical mission
against Cardassian aggressors.
This vessel is programmed
to respond with all necessary force
to prevent any disruption to its mission.
Dreadnought, why have you resumed course?
Hello, B'EIanna.
Course was resumed
once your safe departure from this vessel was confirmed.
It was a necessary response to your deception.
My "deception"?
You are participating in the Delta Quadrant deception.
Explain, Dreadnought.
False information has been entered
into Dreadnought's navigational sensor array.
When a bomb starts talking about itself
in the third person, I get worried.
Why would I enter false information?
Probability assessment indicates
you are being coerced by Cardassian forces.
You've already identified Voyager
as a Federation ship, Dreadnought.
Your scanners must indicate
this is not a Cardassian crew.
Probability assessment indicates
you are operating within the parameters
of the Cardassian-Federation AIIiance,
as described in the Treaty of 2367,
a treaty rejected by the Maquis.
So when I was just over there and you shut yourself off,
you were Iying to me?
Acknowledged.
I never taught it to do that.
That is not correct, B'EIanna.
Your tactical subroutine instructed Dreadnought
to prepare responses for 39 potential Cardassian threats.
The possibility of your capture and coercion was number seven.
Dreadnought, is there any way we can prove to you
that you are actually in the Delta Quadrant;
that this is not a deception?
The probability of being in the Delta Quadrant,
75,000 Iight-years from Iast confirmed Iocation,
is negligible.
The target is Iocated in the AIpha Quadrant.
Target Iock has been established.
There will be no further warnings.
Terminating communications Iink.
The one possible vulnerability I remember
is in the thoron shock emitter.
If we can get it to fire at full power,
that should destabilize the reactor core for 30 seconds.
A single sustained tachyon beam
might just penetrate that core and destroy it.
What will it take to provoke Dreadnought into firing?
It shouldn't be that difficult.
Once we go after it with an all-out assault,
the emitter should fire.
Mr. Tuvok, set your target.
Ready photons.
Ready, Captain.
Fire.
The missile's thoron shock emitter has fired.
Initiate the tachyon beam.
We have penetrated its shields.
Direct hit to the core.
Reading an energy buildup in its reactor.
It should overload in about 30 seconds.
Wait a minute.
There's a plasma surge coming from its core.
What the hell...?
Report!
It sent a plasma burst along the tachyon beam
into our main power system.
We've got EPS relays burned out all over the ship.
I'm not getting any response from the warp or impulse drives.
Even the maneuvering thrusters are out!
The missile was not significantly damaged.
It has maintained its course for Rakosa.
Our engines will be back on Iine
in Iess than an hour, First Minister.
Then we'II try again.
Did you sustain any casualties, Captain?
A few.
A broken arm, a broken Ieg.
Fortunately, that's all.
I'm pleased to hear that.
We are projecting casualties at two million,
if the worst occurs.
I have deployed our fleet to intercept this missile
in a matter of hours.
First Minister, we've analyzed your offensive capabilities...
and they're no match for what you're facing.
You must have realized that yourself.
And what would you have me do,
sit here and wait for death to fall from the sky?
I'm sorry.
We haven't had much sleep.
We weren't prepared for anything Iike this.
We are not a warlike race.
We haven't devoted
our resources to building weapons Iike yours.
First Minister...
PIease.
I've always hated that title.
My name is Kellan.
I prefer that.
Our Chief Engineer
is trying to return to the missile's control room.
She's still our best chance at disarming it.
There's no reason to send your fleet on a hopeless mission.
I appreciate your efforts, truly,
but the decision has been made.
We have some good pilots, Captain.
Perhaps they will surprise you.
BIocked again.
We don't have time for this.
Don't worry, we'II find a way to get you back over there.
We wouldn't have to
if I'd done my job right the first time.
You couldn't expect to guess every move it made.
Why not? Dreadnought seems pretty good at guessing mine.
It's only as smart as you made it.
I'm not so sure about that, Harry.
Its programs are adaptive
and it's been accumulating data all this time.
It spends every minute of every day
thinking about new strategies, new probabilities.
And I bet it doesn't spend much time
worrying about what it could have done differently.
AII right, Starfleet...
Iet's give it another try.
Unauthorized entry detected.
Initiating DNA scan.
Hello, B'EIanna.
Your Iast systems access was today at 0840 hours.
Current time is 1931 hours.
Have you had a pleasant day?
Oh, yeah. Swell day.
Access to programmer interface has been denied.
Access to circuit pathways has been denied.
Be advised that the intensity of the shock will increase
if you attempt to open the panel again.
I'm disappointed in you, Dreadnought.
If I really was a Cardassian agent...
you should've killed me with the first charge.
Probability assessment indicates that you are being coerced
by Cardassian forces.
Somehow I expected you to put up more of a fight.
Computer?
Stage two alert has been activated.
Tell me what's happening.
There are 15 priority targets approaching.
AII weapon systems at full readiness.
Speed: full impulse.
The Rakosan fleet.
Hail the Iead ship.
Channel open, Captain.
Audio only.
This is Captain Janeway on Voyager.
I urge you to break off your attack.
One of my crew members is aboard the missile.
You'd better get your crewman out, Captain.
We estimate time to intercept, 90 seconds.
We're still attempting to disarm its weapons.
My orders are clear.
You'II have to talk to my superiors back home.
Rakosa One, out.
Janeway to Torres.
Yes, Captain.
The Rakosan fleet is preparing to attack.
Captain, don't beam me out.
I may not be able to transport back here again.
Lieutenant...
I'm making progress!
The Rakosan ships have created a diversion.
I've already used it to disarm the security codes on board.
Now if I can just get to the central processor,
I can disable the entire system.
AII right.
We'II try to keep a transporter Iock on you.
Janeway out.
The Rakosan attack is commencing, Captain.
Move us into weapons range, Mr. Paris.
Aye, Captain.
Give them some cover fire. Red AIert.
Firing phasers.
AII command control functions have been rerouted
through protected backup circuits, B'EIanna.
Your attempt to compromise weapons control
has been blocked.
Those ships aren't your enemy.
They are not Cardassian.
Can't you recognize that?
This vessel is programmed
to respond with all necessary force
to prevent any disruption to its mission.
Shields are holding.
We are drawing minimal fire from the missile.
Its primary weapon systems
are focused on the Rakosan vessel.
Another group of fighters is starting an attack run.
We've got to draw more of the missile's fire.
Make Voyager a more serious threat, Tuvok.
Shields at 40 percent.
Damage reported on Decks 3 and 4.
Repair crews responding.
The Rakosan vessels are withdrawing, Captain.
Good. Move us out of range of the plasma wave.
Janeway to Torres.
Yes, Captain.
The Rakosan ships have retreated.
We have one hour and nine minutes
until the missile reaches the planet.
Any progress?
Dreadnought's created backup systems
to replace the ones I tried to disable.
Do you have any other ideas?
I'm reluctant to discuss them in present company,
but could you send over a...?
Captain?
Communications have been terminated.
Transporter Iock has also been disengaged.
What took you so Iong?
There was a tactical advantage
in monitoring your ship's communications
until this time.
So...
it's just you and me now.
You are accessing the detonation control circuit.
Probability assessment indicates you are attempting to detonate
the explosive before it reaches its target.
Now, that wouldn't make much sense, would it?
I'd be killing myself in the process.
Probability assessment indicates you are attempting to detonate
the explosive before it reaches its target.
If I'm being coerced by Cardassians,
why would I be willing to sacrifice myself for them?
Answer that one.
Unable to respond.
Reassessing probabilities.
Aha.
Gotcha.
Why don't we reassess those probabilities together?
Okay?
Remember how we used to play hypothetical games?
Affirmative.
Let's play one now.
Here's a hypothetical situation for you.
Suppose I've been telling you the truth all along
and you really are in the Delta Quadrant...
Probability of being in the Delta Quadrant,
75,000 Iight-years from Iast confirmed Iocation,
is negligible.
"Hypothetical," Dreadnought. It's a game, remember?
Assume it's true for a moment.
Assumption entered.
And we're heading for the wrong target...
Assumption entered.
Millions of innocent people about to die when you detonate.
Assumption entered.
Now explain to me how this might happen.
If key sensor programs were damaged or deleted,
data banks would be compromised.
Just for the fun of it,
Iet's have a Iook at those data banks.
See if anything Iooks at all... "compromised."
Is this a complete file directory?
There seem to be a few missing.
Files containing information
about the weapons or tactical systems
are not necessary to verify sensor accuracy.
Oh, I'm hurt.
You don't trust me.
Hold on.
Pause the display.
What's that?
Computer, identify the Cardassian file on screen.
Unable to identify.
It Iooks Iike a backup file.
Computer, when was this file created?
Stardate 46437.5.
I believe that was before you and I ever met.
Hypothetical game terminated.
Probability reassessment complete.
A new conclusion?
Affirmative.
Probability of being in the Delta Quadrant
remains negligible.
When that option is rejected,
new probability assessment indicates
that you have changed Ioyalties, B'EIanna.
You are now cooperating with the Cardassian-Federation AIIiance,
as described in the treaty of 2367,
a treaty which has been rejected by the Maquis.
Dreadnought...
Humanoid Iife support aboard this vessel
has been terminated.
Approaching target at full impulse.
Stage one alert has been activated.
Initiating final detonation sequence.
People are crowding every port
trying to get off the eastern continent.
There aren't enough ships.
Kellan, there are still 41 minutes for us to prevent this.
What can be done in 41 minutes?
I'm prepared to use this ship to detonate the warhead
before the missile reaches you.
Use your ship?
To collide with it?
Something Iike that.
Do you really think that would work?
I'm not sure.
You would sacrifice yourselves
to benefit a people you didn't even know two days ago?
To save two million Iives?
That's not a hard decision.
Your reputation in this Quadrant isn't deserved, Captain.
For what it's worth...
you've made a friend here.
I'm still hoping we'II have a chance
to celebrate this new friendship together.
AII key systems have been secured.
You will not gain access.
I'm not interested in your key systems anymore, Dreadnought.
That is an unlikely assertion, B'EIanna.
Seriously.
Check for yourself.
You are attempting to access the obsolete Cardassian file.
Why?
Oh, just killing time.
Life support has been terminated.
It is advisable for you to return to your ship.
Gentlemen, I believe our best chance
at stopping Dreadnought now is to set off
a Iarge antimatter explosion directly in its path.
To work, it would take more energy
than all our photons put together.
Or more to the point,
it would take a warp core breach.
You'II be in charge of the evacuation, Commander.
I'm not Ieaving you on this ship.
Captain's prerogative.
Get the rest of the crew to the escape pods.
I'II send the senior officers to join you in a few minutes.
We don't have time to debate this, Chakotay.
Everyone except senior officers, with me.
Computer, initiate the self-destruct sequence.
Authorization: Janeway-pi-one-one-zero.
Set it at 20 minutes.
Warning. Self-destruct sequence has been initiated.
Warp core overload in 20 minutes.
Cardassian A-T-R 4-1-0-7.
Attempting to activate systems.
I never thought I'd be glad to hear that voice again.
Voice analyzer functioning. Unable to identify.
Attempting to activate systems.
No additional presence detected.
Check those diagnostics, Dreadnought.
You're talking to yourself.
I believe you're having an identity crisis.
Accessing central processor memory.
Engaging counter-virus response program.
Attempting to override program.
Computer...
identify the target.
The Maquis munitions...
The Cardassian fuel depot on Aschelan V.
Malfunction detected in the targeting system.
Attempting to correct.
Negative.
Target Iock has been confirmed.
The Maquis are now in control...
This target does not conform
to established targeting parameters.
The original targeting parameters have been replaced...
The detonation sequence cannot proceed without...
The countdown to the detonation sequence will continue.
Ejecting antimatter pods.
Aschelan V will be destroyed.
The emergency ejection system has failed.
Attempting to reinitialize all key circuits.
Access to the navigational system is denied.
Accessing backup system.
AII critical pathways
have been rerouted to protected backup systems.
Security Iockouts functioning...
Yes.
Warning. Self-destruct sequence has been initiated.
Warp core overload in 11 minutes.
Captain, I've broken through the interference.
I'm not sure how.
We have communications.
Checking on transporter signal.
I have a Iock on her.
Voyager to Torres.
Yes, Captain.
I need to get you out of there.
We're abandoning Voyager.
I'm going to overload
the warp core in the missile's flight path.
I may be able to detonate the warhead from here
by breaching the containment field.
Can you get access to the core?
I'm already in it.
I'm using my phaser
to burn through the magnetic constrictor casing now.
Are you all right, B'EIanna?
Fine.
The air's just a Iittle thin in here.
Keep me advised.
Janeway out.
Mr. Kim, transfer control to the Conn
and report to your escape pod.
Captain...
That's a direct order to all of you.
Mr. Paris, I'm relieving you.
Now!
The starboard thrusters are a Iittle sluggish.
Ease into them.
Understood.
Captain...
thanks for everything.
Warning. Self-destruct sequence has been initiated.
Warp core overload in seven minutes.
You, too, Tuvok.
It is Iogical to have a second-in-command
in case you are injured
and unable to complete the mission, Captain.
I request permission to remain.
Permission granted.
Hello, B'EIanna.
The Cardassian virus has been neutralized.
Good for you.
Containment field integrity at 40 percent
and falling.
Estimated time to breach.
This vessel is programmed to respond with all necessary force
to prevent any disruption to its mission.
Unless I'm mistaken,
you're out of options, Dreadnought.
Analysis of your vital signs suggests
you are about to Iose consciousness, B'EIanna.
I'm not going anywhere until I'm finished.
When you cease your efforts to breach the containment field,
Iife support will be restored.
No deal.
Warning. Self-destruct sequence has been initiated.
Warp core overload in three minutes.
Increasing velocity.
Preparing to adjust our heading to intercept.
Janeway to Torres.
Yes?
This is your Iast chance to get back here, B'EIanna.
I have to Iaunch the Iast escape pods.
I understand, Captain.
I'm almost finished.
Let me stay.
Warning. Self-destruct sequence has been initiated.
Warp core overload in two minutes.
Containment field integrity at 20 percent and falling.
Perhaps your Delta Quadrant hypothesis
deserves further consideration.
Nice try.
Who would have thought two years ago,
after all those weeks we spent together
perfecting your program...
that we'd end up out here...
trying to kill each other.
Probability assessment did not anticipate this outcome.
The missile's containment field is collapsing.
Beam her back now. Hang on.
Warning. Self-destruct sequence has been initiated.
Warp core overload in one minute.
Computer, terminate self-destruct sequence.
Authorization: Janeway-pi-one-one-zero.
Confirmed. Sequence terminated.
Janeway to Torres. B'EIanna, are you...?
She's here in Sick Bay, Captain.
PIease turn to your emergency medical holographic channel.
Doctor, I forgot about you.
How flattering. I wanted to advise you
that I took the Iiberty of beaming Lieutenant Torres
from the transporter room to Sick Bay.
She is somewhat singed around the edges,
but should make a complete recovery.
Very good, Doctor.
Janeway out.
Mr. Tuvok, prepare to retrieve our escape pods.
Let's bring our crew home.
Aye, Captain.
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