ADMIRAL JANEWAY MATERIELISES IN THE ROOM.
JANEWAY: CAPTAIN MACGREGOR. ALL GROWN UP.
MACGREGOR AND JANEWAY SHAKE HANDS.
MACGREGOR: CAPT... ADMIRAL. GOOD TO SEE YOU.
NICHOLSON AND THOMSON SEEM CONFUSED.
THOMSON: WHEN DID YOU TWO MEET?
JANEWAY: ON VOYAGER. HE WAS AN ENSIGN WORKING AS A SECURITY OFFICER.
MACGREGOR: THAT'S WHERE I GOT USED TO WORKING WITH A VULCAN.
NICHOLSON&THOMSON: TUVOK.
NICHOLSON: NOW THAT THE INTRODUCTIONS ARE OVER, BOUT' TIME WE GET TO THE
UNPLEASENT BUSINESS AT HAND.
JANEWAY TAKES A SEAT NEXT TO NICHOLSON.
JANEWAY: CAPTAIN, DO YOU REMEMBER SPEICIES 8472?
MACGREGOR: HOW COULD I FORGET. THEY TRIED TO ANHIALATE, WELL, EVERYTHING IN
EXISTANCE.
JANEWAY: SEEMS THAT THEY'RE TRYING AGAIN.
MACGREGOR: NO.
JANEWAY: YUP. NOW DON'T BE TOO ALARMED. EVER SINCE WE GOT BACK FROM THE
DELTA QUADRENT I'VE BEEN SECRETLY STOCKPILING NANOPROBE BASED WEAPONS. WE
ALREADY HAVE A TEAM WORKING ON INSTALLING THEM ON THE ENTERPRISE.
MACGREGOR: WHY WAS THIS KEPT UNDER WRAPS?
JANEWAY: STARFLEET DIDN'T THINK TOO MUCH OF THE THREAT, WHAT WITH THE DEAL I
STRUCK WITH THEM OVER TWENTY YEARS AGO. BUT SOMETHING JUST NEVER FELT
RIGHT ABOUT THOSE NEGOTIATIONS. I MANAGED TO CONVINCE THE ADMIRALS SITTING
HERE OF THE LEGITAMACY OF THE THREAT. SO THEY PROVIDED ME WITH THE TOOLS I
NEEDED TO STOCKPILE. I WOULD HAVE RETIRED ALREADY IF I DIDN'T THINK A THREAT STILL EXISTED.
MACGREGOR: WHY ME?
THOMSON: WE THINK THAT THE REMINGTON, M.L.KING AND WOLVERINE WERE ALL
DESTROYED BY SPECIES 8472.
THOMSON RISES AND WALKS OVER TO MACGREGOR.
THOMSON: ALSO, YOU ARE THE ONLY OTHER STARFLEET OFFICER FULLY AWARE AND
APPRICIATIVE OF THE SITUATION.
MACGREGOR: SO, IN SUMMERY, YOU GUYS WANT ME TO GO OUT AND TAKE A LOOK.
JANEWAY: YOU LEAVE AS SOON AS THE ENHANCEMENTS TO YOUR WEAPONS ARE
FINISHED.
CUT TO: EXT-SPACE, THE ENTERPRISE IS OVERHEAD. LOOKING UP, ONE CAN SEE A
RELETIVELY SMALL, TRANSPARENT SECTION AT THE FRONT OF THE SAUCER. THE CAMARA
MOVES TOWARDS THIS STRUCTURE. AS IT CLOSES IN, ONE CAN SEE SOMEONE STANDING
ON THE TRANSPARENT SECTION. THE CAMERA MOVES TO BECOME HORIZONTAL, AS IT
MOVES THROUGH THE TRANSPARENT FLOOR. THE CAMERA COMES UP BESIDE CAPTAIN
MACGREGOR, WHO IS STANDING, PONDERING HIS SITUATION. HE IS IN A LARGE CREW
LOUNGE AREA, WITH MANY TABLES AND CHAIRS SCATTERED AT RANDOM THROUGHOUT THE
ROOM. ON ONE SIDE OF THE ROOM IS A MURAL SHOWING THE STARSHIPS ENTERPRISE
NX-01 THROUGH TO ENTERPRISE-B, EXCELCIOR CLASS. ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE ROOM
IS A SIMILAR MURAL FEATURING THE STARSHIP ENTERPRISE C THROUGH F. THE MURALS
THOUGH ARE DIVIDED INTO SECTIONS OF TWO. IN THE SPACE BETWEEN THEM ARE A PAIR
OF DOORS THAT LEAD TO THE REST OF THE SHIP. IN THE LOUNGE, THE LIGHTS ARE DIM AND
THE ROOM IS EMPTY, EXCEPT FOR MACGREGOR UNTIL LIEUTENENT FAWKES ENTERS. HE
SCANS THE ROOM UNTIL HE SEES MACGREGOR STANDING RATHER SOLEMNLY.
FAWKES: HEY MIKE!
MACGREGOR TURNS TO SEE FAWKES.
FAWKES: WHAT GIVES? I THOUGHT WE WERE GOING TO HAVE A DRINK LATER? I'VE BEEN
LOOKING ALL OVER THE SHIP FOR YOU. AND IT IS A BIG SHIP! MY LEGS HURT. I DESERVE A
DRINK WITH A FRIEND.
MACGREGOR: ALRIGHT. ONE DRINK, WE'RE STILL ON DUTY.
FAWKES: I CAN HANDLE THAT.
MACGREGOR AND FAWKES WALK OVER TO THE SECTION OF THE ROOM WITH OPAQUE
FLOORS. STRETCHTING ALMOST END TO END, THE LENGTH OF THE ROOM, IS A SIMPLE BAR
WITH A MARBLE COUNTER TOP AND BREAKS IN THE STRUCTURE TO ALLOW ACCESS BEHIND.
MACGREGOR: YOU KNOW WERE LEAVING DRYDOCK IN ABOUT TWO HOURS?
FAWKES: I HAD A FEELING SOMETHING WAS UP. I MEAN WITH ALL THOSE SPOOKS FROM
HQ PLAYING WITH MY WEAPONS ARRAY.
FAWKES GOES BEHIND THE BAR AND PULLS OUT A BOTTLE OF RUM. HAD GETS TWO SMALL
GLASSES AND FILLS THEM ALMOST TO THE BRIM. MACGREGOR SITS, THEN BARELY MOVES
AS FAWKES POURS. FAWKES THEN PUTS THE BOTTLE BACK.
FAWKES: WHY THE RUSH?
MACGREGOR: I'LL BE BREIFING THE STAFF ON THAT WHEN WE'RE ON OUR WAY.
MACGREGOR SIPS.
FAWKES: COME ON MIKE, CONFIDE IN ME. WHY ARE WE CREW MEMBERS OF THE U.S.S
"SPEEDY GONZALEZ" ALL OF A SUDDEN?
MACGREGOR: SUFFICE IT TO SAY, OUR MAIDAN VOYAGE COULD BE WHAT SAVES THE
QUADRENT, QUALAXY, SHIT, THE GODDAMNED UNIVERSE.
FAWKES: WHOA.
FAWKES EMPTIES HIS GLASS. THEN GOES BEHIND THE BAR AND PRODUCES A HYPOSPRAY.
FAWKES: IT'S AN ANTI-INTOXICANT. STANDARD ISSUE BEHIND EVERY BAR ON EVERY SHIP
THAT SERVES ALCOHOL.
MACGREGOR FINISHES OFF HIS LITTLE TREAT AS WELL.
MACGREGOR: WELL, GUESS WE SHOULD BE PREPPING FOR DEPARTURE.
MACGREGOR TAKES THE HYPOSPRAY AND USES IT ON HIMSELF. FAWKES TAKES THE
HYPOSPRAY BACK AND THEN INJECTS HIMSELF AS WELL.
CUT TO: EXT-SPACE. ALL THE SMALL DRYDOCK SUPPORT CRAFT LEAVE THE ENTERPRISE.
CUT TO: INT-ENTERPRISE, HALLWAYS. VARIOUS CREWMEMBERS ARE SCAMBLING TO THEIR
POSTS.
CUT TO: EXT-SPACE. LOOKING AT THE ACCESS RAMPS LEADING TO THE ENTERPRISE. MANY
PEOPLE ARE LEAVING THE SHIP.
CUT TO: INT-ENTERPRISE, BRIDGE. COMMANDER STALAR IS STANDING AT THE CENTER OF
THE BRIDGE GIVING ORDERS WHEN CAPTAIN MACGREGOR AND LIEUTENENT FAWKES ENTER
THE ROOM. STALAR SEES THEIR ENTRENCE AND RELINQUISHES COMMAND TO THE CAPTAIN.
FAWKES TAKES HIS POST. COMMANDER DYA TROUSE IS GIVING LAST MINUTE INSTRUCTIONS
TO A COUPLE OF SCIENCE OFFICERS.
MACGREGOR: STATUS REPORT.
STALAR: ALL NON ENTERPRISE PERSONELLE HAVE DEPARTED.
MACGREGOR: VERY GOOD. LIEUTENENT CHAVEZ, CONTACT THE HARBOUR MASTER.
CHAVEZ: HARBOUR MASTER, THIS IS ENTERPRISE, PLEASE RESPOND.
HARBOUR MASTER(V.O): THIS IS HARBOUR MASTER ENTERPRISE.
MACGREGOR: WE REQUEST TO DEPART.
HARBOUR MASTER(V.O): DEPARTURE CLEARANCE GRANTED. BON VOYAGE. HARBOUR
MASTER OUT.
ADMIRALS JANEWAY, NICHOLSON AND THOMSON ENTER THE BRIDGE.
JANEWAY: CAPTAIN, ADMRIALS THOMSON AND NICHOLSON WILL BE REMAINING ON THE STATION. I WILL BE JOINING YOU.
AS SHE IS SAYING THIS NICHOLSON AND THOMSON LEAVE THE BRIDGE.
MACGREGOR: VERY WELL ADMIRAL. ENSIGN TOBAL, INFORM ME WHEN THE ADMIRALS
HAVE DISEMBARKED.
TOBAL: AYE SIR.
MACGREGOR TAPS HIS COMM BADGE.
MACGREGOR: COMMANDER WARREN, HOW ARE THINGS?
WARREN(V.O): ALL IS GOOD DOWN HERE. THE CORE'S PURRING LIKE A KITTEN.
MACGREGOR: EXCELLENT.
TOBAL: SIR, ADMIRALS NICHOLSON AND THOMSON HAVE JUST BEAMED OFF THE SHIP.
MACGREGOR: THANK YOU ENSIGN. LIEUTENENT CHAVEZ, POWER UP THE ENGINES.
CHAVEZ: YES SIR.
CHAVEZ PUNCHES IN A FEW KEYSTROKES ON HER STATION.
CUT TO: EXT-SPACE. LOOKING DOWN ON THE ENTERPRISE'S WARP NACELLES. THE
NACELLES RAPIDLY POWER UP.
CUT TO: EXT-SPACE, LOOKING AT THE SHIP'S DEFLECTOR DISH. IT TOO POWERS UP.
CUT TO: INT-ENTERPRISE, BRIDGE.
MACGREGOR: SECURE ALL ACCESS HATCHES.
FAWKES: HATCHES SECURE.
MACGREGOR: ENGAGE INERTIAL DAMPENERS.
TOBAL: DAMPENERS ENGAGED.
MACGREGOR: CLEAR ALL MOORINGS
CHAVEZ: CLEAR ALL MOORINGS, AYE.
MACGREGOR: LIEUTENENT CHAVEZ, TAKE US OUT, 1/4 IMPULSE POWER.
CLOSE UP ON CHAVEZ'S HANDS WORIKNG THE CONTROLS.
CUT TO: EXT-SPACE, THE SHIP'S IMPULSE ENGINES, LOCATED ON THE BACK OF THE
NACELLE PYLONS, POWER UP AND THE SHIP BEGINS TO MOVE FORWARD ON IT'S OWN
POWER.
CUT TO: INT-DRYDOCK, A LONG LOUNGE ROOM WITH MANY PEOPLE WATCHING THE SHIP
LEAVE. PEOPLE ARE CHEERING AND LAUGHING, GENERALLY HAVING A GOOD TIME.
CUT TO: EXT-SPACE. THE ENTERPRISE IS NOW HALFWAY OUT OF DRYDOCK. THE DOCK'S
SUPPORT CRAFT ARE MOVING OUT OF THE WAY. THROUGH THE LITTLE SHIP'S WINDOWS,
ONE CAN SEE THE PILOTS WAVING AT THE ENTERPRISE AS IT MOVES PAST THEM.
CUT TO: INT-STARBASE, THE ONE ORBITING PLUTO. PEOPLE ARE CROWDING AROUND THE
STATION'S WINDOWS TRYING TO CATCH A GLIMPSE OF THE ENTERPRISE AS IT LEAVES.
CUT TO: EXT-SPACE, THE ENTERPRISE IS NOW ALL THE WAY OUT AND MOVING ON IT'S OWN.
CUT TO: EXT-SPACE, LOOKING DOWN ON THE SHIP. THE CAMERA ZOOMS DOWN INTO THE
SHIP. IT GLIDES DOWN THE LENGTH OF THE WARP CORE UNTIL IT REACHES THE SHIP'S MAIN
ENGINEERING. IT IS AN EMMENCE ROOM BUILT ON THREE LEVELS. THERE ARE TWO LONG
FLIGHTS OF STAIRS CONNECTING EACH LEVEL. THE MAIN LEVEL IS THE LOWEST ONE. IT IS
LITTERED WITH COMPUTER CONSOLES AND STANDING WORKSTATIONS. THERE IS A LARGE
AMOUNT OF ACTIVITY DOWN HERE. COMMANDER DAMIAN WARREN IS GIVING OUT
ASSIGNMENTS AND TRYING TO KEEP UP WITH THE CHAOS.
MACGREGOR(V.O): DAIMIAN, CAN YOU GIVE ME WARP POWER!?
WARREN RUNS OVER TO AN EMPTY WORKSTATION. HE EXAMINES THE READOUT AND
SMILES.
WARREN: I CAN GIVE YOU ANYTHING YOU WANT BOSS!
CUT TO: INT-ENTERPRISE, BRIDGE. MACGREGOR IS STILL STANDING AND GRINNING LIKE AN
IDIOT.
MACGREGOR: YES! MR. TOBAL, SET A COURSE FOR THE RENZILLA 7 STAR SYSTEM, MAXIMUM WARP.
TOBAL: COURSE AND SPEED SET.
MACGREGOR: ENGAGE.
CLOSE UP ON TOBAL WORKING HIS CONTROLS.
CUT TO: EXT-SPACE. THE ENTERPRISE CRUISES OVERHEAD. THE NACELLES BECOME
BRIGHT. THEN A BRIGHT FLASH OF LIGHT COMES FROM BOTH NACELLES. THE ENTERPRISE
ZOOMS AWAY, FAR AND FAST, AND DISAPPEARS IN A FLASH OF LIGHT.
CUT TO: INT-ENTERPRISE, BRIDGE. MACGREGOR ACTIVATES THE COMM PANEL ON THE ARM
OF HIS CHAIR.
MACGREGOR: ALL HANDS, THIS IS THE CAPTAIN. I WOULD LIKE TO CONGATULATE ALL OF
YOU ON THE EXPEDIENCY WITH WHICH YOU LAUNCHED THIS GREAT VESSEL. I THANK YOU.
NOW, I REQUEST A MEETING WITH MY SENIOR STAFF IN THE OBSERVATION LOUNGE IN
TEN MINUTES. THANK YOU AGAIN. CAPTAIN OUT.
MACGREGOR DEACTIVATES THE COMM PANEL.
MAGREGOR: COMMANDER STALAR, TROUSE AND FAWKES LET'S GO.
ALL FOUR LEAVE THEIR STATIONS AND ASSIGN REPLACEMENTS. MACGREGOR BEGINS
TOWARDS THE OBSERVATION LOUNGE DOOR WHEN,
JANEWAY: WELL DONE CAPTAIN MACGREGOR.
MACGREGOR SMILES. JANEWAY ENTERS THE LOUNGE.
MACGREGOR: LIEUTENENT CHAVEZ,
CHAVEZ: YES SIR?
MACGREGOR: YOU HAVE THE BRIDGE.
CHAVEZ SMILES.
CHAVEZ: YES SIR.
AT THAT MOMENT, COMMANDER WARREN ENTERS THE BRIDGE.
MACGREGOR: COME ON COMMANDER, LET'S JOIN THE PARTY.
WARREN: GOT YOUR BACK BOSS.
THEY ENTER THE LOUNGE. CHAVEZ SITS IN THE CAPTAIN'S CHAIR, SHE IS BEEMING.
CUT TO: INT-ENTERPRISE, OBSERVATION LOUNGE. EVERYONE EXCEPT MACGREGOR AND
WARREN ARE SEATED. WHEN THE TWO MEN SIT, JANEWAY RISES.
JANEWAY: WHAT I AM ABOUT TO TELL YOU, YOU ARE ALL UNDER ORDERS NOT TO REVEAL
TO ANYONE.
JANEWAY ACTIVATES A CONTROL PAD ON THE TABLE SHE WAS SITTING AT. THE LIGHTS IN
THE ROOM DIM AND A LARGE WHITE LIGHT BEGINS TO EMINATE FROM THE TABLE.
JANEWAY: THIS IS YOUR ADVERSARY.
THE LIGHT ON THE TABLE CREATES A HOLOGRAPHIC IMAGE OF A LARGE ALIEN CREATURE.
JANEWAY: THE BORG HAVE DESIGNATED THIS RACE AS SPECIES 8472. SINCE WE KNOW
SO LITTLE ABOUT THEM, THAT'S WHAT WE CALL THEM AS WELL. THEY COME FROM
ANOTHER DIMENTION IN WHICH NOTHING ELSE EXISTS. ALL OF THEIR TECHNOLOGY IS
ORGANICALLY BASED. THEY ARE HIGHY INTELLIGENT, ADAPTIVE AND MALEVOLENT AS
HELL. WHEN I WAS FIRST INTRODUCED TO THEM, I HAD DISCOVERED THAT IT WAS IN FACT
THE BORG WHO BROUGHT THEM INTO OUR UNIVERSE. THE IDEA WAS THAT THE BORG
WOULD ASSIMILATE SPECIES 8472 AND THEY WOULD GAIN TOTAL ORGANIC PERFECTION.
UNFORTUNATELY FOR THE BORG, SPECIES 8472 PROVED TOTALLY RESISTANT TO
ASSIMILATION. SPECIES 8472 TOOK IT UPON THEMSELVES TO ERADICATE THE ENTIRE
BORG RACE. BUT, THEY HAD NO INTENTION OF STOPPING THERE. THEY INTENDED TO RID
OUR UNIVERSE OF ALL LIFE. IT APPEARS, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THAT THEY'RE TRYING
TO DO JUST THAT.
EVERYONE, EXCEPT MACGREGOR, IS TOTALLY STUNNED.
FAWKES: HOW ARE WE SUPPOSED TO DEFEAT THEM?
JANEWAY: FOR THE LAST FIFTEEN YEARS, I HAVE BEEN STOCKPILING A PARTICULAR
WEAPON THAT THEY ARE NOT IMMUNE TO.
JANEWAY TOUCHES THE CONTROLS AGAIN. AN IMAGE OF A BORG NANOPROBE APPEARS.
JANEWAY: THIS IS WHERE THE REAL BATTLE WILL BE FOUGHT, ON THE MICROSCOPIC
PLAIN. WITH THE HELP OF ADMIRALS NICHOLSON AND THOMSON, WE HAVE OUTFITTED
THREE NEW STARSHIP CLASSES WITH BIO-MOLECULAR WEAPONS. AS WE SPEAK, THE
COMMANDERS OF THESE SHIP CLASSES ARE BEING BREIFED.
JANEWAY TOUCHES THE CONTROLS AGAIN. THREE IMAGES OF VERY DIFFERENT STARFLEET
SHIPS APPEAR.
JANEWAY: THE VIPER CLASS, THE COBRA CLASS AND THE SERPENT CLASS. IN EACH
CLASS, THERE ARE TEN SHIPS. PLUS THE ENTERPRISE AND THREE GALAXY CLASS SHIPS
FOR THE ADMIRALS AND MYSELF, THAT MAKES A FLEET OF THIRTY-FOUR. WITH ANY LUCK,
THAT OUGHT TO BE ENOUGH.
FAWKES: WHAT WITH THE NEW WEAPONS AND ALL.
JANEWAY: YEAH. NOW, WE WILL BE ENCOUNTERING TWO CLASSES OF SHIP.
MACGREGOR: I THOUGHT THEY HAD ONLY ONE.
JANEWAY: SO DID I, UNTIL I RECEIVED A TRANSMISSION FROM THE VULCAN HIGH
COMMAND.
JANEWAY WORKS THE CONTROLS AGAIN. THE IMAGE OF THE ALIEN SUPER-SHIP APPEARS.
JANEWAY: THIS IS THE NEW, FAT KID ON THE BLOCK. IT IS APPROXIMATELY FORTY
KILOMETERS IN LENGTH AND GENERATES A POWER OUTPUT OF, WELL, EVEN THE
VULCANS WERE AGAHST LET'S PUT IT THAT WAY. WE DON'T KNOW WHAT IT'S PURPOSE IS.
WHAT WE DO KNOW IS THAT IT IS GUARDED BY HUNDREDS, MAYBE THOUSANDS OF THE
SMALLER BATTLESHIPS, WHICH MEANS THAT IT MUST HAVE A VULNERABILITY THE
OTHERS DON'T.
WARREN: WHY AREN'T WE GATHERING LIKE ALL THE OTHER NEW SHIPS.
JANEWAY: I JUST WANT TO ENSURE THAT THEY ARE IN FACT OUT THERE AND WANTING
ARMAGEDDON.
MACGREGOR: ALSO, TO FIND THE REMINGTON, WOLVERINE, AND M.L.KING.
JANEWAY: ONE CAN ONLY HOPE THAT THEY'RE ALL ALIVE AND WELL. THAT'S ALL FOR
NOW, READY YOUR DEPARTMENTS FOR COMBAT. DISMISSED.
NO-ONE MOVES. EVERYONE IS STILL A LITTLE PHASED OUT AFTER WHAT THEY HAVE JUST
HEARED. THE CAPTAIN TAKES THE INITATIVE.
MACGREGOR: YOU HEARED HER, GET PREPPED.
EVERYONE SNAPS OUT OF THEIR TRANSE AND LEAVES. MACGREGOR RISES, STOPS AND
TURNS TO JANEWAY.
MACGREGOR: ADMIRAL, DO YOU REALLY THINK WE CAN WIN THIS?
JANEWAY: I THINK ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE IF ONE PUTS THEIR MONEY WHERE THEIR
MOUTH IS. YES, WE WILL COME THROUGH SWINGING.
MACGREGOR: WELL, I FELL MUCH BETTER.
JANEWAY: GOOD TO KNOW.
THEY BOTH SMILE, BUT NO-ONE MOVES.
JANEWAY: WELL GET MOVING, YOU'VE GOT A SHIP TO RUN.
MACGREGOR LEAVES.
CUT TO: EXT-SPACE, THE ENTERPRISE IS TRAVELLING AT HIGH WARP.
MACGREGOR(V.O): CAPTAIN'S LOG: STARDATE, 56291.5. WITH THE GUIDENCE OF ADMIRAL
JANEWAY, I FEEL A SLIGHT RELIEF OVER THE ESCALATING SITUATION. THOUGH, I DO
HAVE A BAD FEELING REGARDING THE FATE OF MY BROTHER LOUIS AND SISTER IN LAW
SARAH. BUT I CAN'T BE TOO DESTRACTED NOW. THE FATE OF ALL LIFE IN THE GALAXY
NOW RESTS IN THE HANDS OF A FEW. I HAVE EVERY CONFIDENCE IN MY CREW. THEY'RE A GOOD BUNCH, I CAN'T WAIT FOR THE ENTIRE CREW TO ARRIVE, FOR WE ARE OPERATING
ON A MINIMAL CAPACITY. I HAD WANTED TO SEE SOME ACTION MY FIRST TIME OUT, BUT
THIS WASN'T WHAT I HAD IN MIND.
JANEWAY: CAPTAIN MACGREGOR. ALL GROWN UP.
MACGREGOR AND JANEWAY SHAKE HANDS.
MACGREGOR: CAPT... ADMIRAL. GOOD TO SEE YOU.
NICHOLSON AND THOMSON SEEM CONFUSED.
THOMSON: WHEN DID YOU TWO MEET?
JANEWAY: ON VOYAGER. HE WAS AN ENSIGN WORKING AS A SECURITY OFFICER.
MACGREGOR: THAT'S WHERE I GOT USED TO WORKING WITH A VULCAN.
NICHOLSON&THOMSON: TUVOK.
NICHOLSON: NOW THAT THE INTRODUCTIONS ARE OVER, BOUT' TIME WE GET TO THE
UNPLEASENT BUSINESS AT HAND.
JANEWAY TAKES A SEAT NEXT TO NICHOLSON.
JANEWAY: CAPTAIN, DO YOU REMEMBER SPEICIES 8472?
MACGREGOR: HOW COULD I FORGET. THEY TRIED TO ANHIALATE, WELL, EVERYTHING IN
EXISTANCE.
JANEWAY: SEEMS THAT THEY'RE TRYING AGAIN.
MACGREGOR: NO.
JANEWAY: YUP. NOW DON'T BE TOO ALARMED. EVER SINCE WE GOT BACK FROM THE
DELTA QUADRENT I'VE BEEN SECRETLY STOCKPILING NANOPROBE BASED WEAPONS. WE
ALREADY HAVE A TEAM WORKING ON INSTALLING THEM ON THE ENTERPRISE.
MACGREGOR: WHY WAS THIS KEPT UNDER WRAPS?
JANEWAY: STARFLEET DIDN'T THINK TOO MUCH OF THE THREAT, WHAT WITH THE DEAL I
STRUCK WITH THEM OVER TWENTY YEARS AGO. BUT SOMETHING JUST NEVER FELT
RIGHT ABOUT THOSE NEGOTIATIONS. I MANAGED TO CONVINCE THE ADMIRALS SITTING
HERE OF THE LEGITAMACY OF THE THREAT. SO THEY PROVIDED ME WITH THE TOOLS I
NEEDED TO STOCKPILE. I WOULD HAVE RETIRED ALREADY IF I DIDN'T THINK A THREAT STILL EXISTED.
MACGREGOR: WHY ME?
THOMSON: WE THINK THAT THE REMINGTON, M.L.KING AND WOLVERINE WERE ALL
DESTROYED BY SPECIES 8472.
THOMSON RISES AND WALKS OVER TO MACGREGOR.
THOMSON: ALSO, YOU ARE THE ONLY OTHER STARFLEET OFFICER FULLY AWARE AND
APPRICIATIVE OF THE SITUATION.
MACGREGOR: SO, IN SUMMERY, YOU GUYS WANT ME TO GO OUT AND TAKE A LOOK.
JANEWAY: YOU LEAVE AS SOON AS THE ENHANCEMENTS TO YOUR WEAPONS ARE
FINISHED.
CUT TO: EXT-SPACE, THE ENTERPRISE IS OVERHEAD. LOOKING UP, ONE CAN SEE A
RELETIVELY SMALL, TRANSPARENT SECTION AT THE FRONT OF THE SAUCER. THE CAMARA
MOVES TOWARDS THIS STRUCTURE. AS IT CLOSES IN, ONE CAN SEE SOMEONE STANDING
ON THE TRANSPARENT SECTION. THE CAMERA MOVES TO BECOME HORIZONTAL, AS IT
MOVES THROUGH THE TRANSPARENT FLOOR. THE CAMERA COMES UP BESIDE CAPTAIN
MACGREGOR, WHO IS STANDING, PONDERING HIS SITUATION. HE IS IN A LARGE CREW
LOUNGE AREA, WITH MANY TABLES AND CHAIRS SCATTERED AT RANDOM THROUGHOUT THE
ROOM. ON ONE SIDE OF THE ROOM IS A MURAL SHOWING THE STARSHIPS ENTERPRISE
NX-01 THROUGH TO ENTERPRISE-B, EXCELCIOR CLASS. ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE ROOM
IS A SIMILAR MURAL FEATURING THE STARSHIP ENTERPRISE C THROUGH F. THE MURALS
THOUGH ARE DIVIDED INTO SECTIONS OF TWO. IN THE SPACE BETWEEN THEM ARE A PAIR
OF DOORS THAT LEAD TO THE REST OF THE SHIP. IN THE LOUNGE, THE LIGHTS ARE DIM AND
THE ROOM IS EMPTY, EXCEPT FOR MACGREGOR UNTIL LIEUTENENT FAWKES ENTERS. HE
SCANS THE ROOM UNTIL HE SEES MACGREGOR STANDING RATHER SOLEMNLY.
FAWKES: HEY MIKE!
MACGREGOR TURNS TO SEE FAWKES.
FAWKES: WHAT GIVES? I THOUGHT WE WERE GOING TO HAVE A DRINK LATER? I'VE BEEN
LOOKING ALL OVER THE SHIP FOR YOU. AND IT IS A BIG SHIP! MY LEGS HURT. I DESERVE A
DRINK WITH A FRIEND.
MACGREGOR: ALRIGHT. ONE DRINK, WE'RE STILL ON DUTY.
FAWKES: I CAN HANDLE THAT.
MACGREGOR AND FAWKES WALK OVER TO THE SECTION OF THE ROOM WITH OPAQUE
FLOORS. STRETCHTING ALMOST END TO END, THE LENGTH OF THE ROOM, IS A SIMPLE BAR
WITH A MARBLE COUNTER TOP AND BREAKS IN THE STRUCTURE TO ALLOW ACCESS BEHIND.
MACGREGOR: YOU KNOW WERE LEAVING DRYDOCK IN ABOUT TWO HOURS?
FAWKES: I HAD A FEELING SOMETHING WAS UP. I MEAN WITH ALL THOSE SPOOKS FROM
HQ PLAYING WITH MY WEAPONS ARRAY.
FAWKES GOES BEHIND THE BAR AND PULLS OUT A BOTTLE OF RUM. HAD GETS TWO SMALL
GLASSES AND FILLS THEM ALMOST TO THE BRIM. MACGREGOR SITS, THEN BARELY MOVES
AS FAWKES POURS. FAWKES THEN PUTS THE BOTTLE BACK.
FAWKES: WHY THE RUSH?
MACGREGOR: I'LL BE BREIFING THE STAFF ON THAT WHEN WE'RE ON OUR WAY.
MACGREGOR SIPS.
FAWKES: COME ON MIKE, CONFIDE IN ME. WHY ARE WE CREW MEMBERS OF THE U.S.S
"SPEEDY GONZALEZ" ALL OF A SUDDEN?
MACGREGOR: SUFFICE IT TO SAY, OUR MAIDAN VOYAGE COULD BE WHAT SAVES THE
QUADRENT, QUALAXY, SHIT, THE GODDAMNED UNIVERSE.
FAWKES: WHOA.
FAWKES EMPTIES HIS GLASS. THEN GOES BEHIND THE BAR AND PRODUCES A HYPOSPRAY.
FAWKES: IT'S AN ANTI-INTOXICANT. STANDARD ISSUE BEHIND EVERY BAR ON EVERY SHIP
THAT SERVES ALCOHOL.
MACGREGOR FINISHES OFF HIS LITTLE TREAT AS WELL.
MACGREGOR: WELL, GUESS WE SHOULD BE PREPPING FOR DEPARTURE.
MACGREGOR TAKES THE HYPOSPRAY AND USES IT ON HIMSELF. FAWKES TAKES THE
HYPOSPRAY BACK AND THEN INJECTS HIMSELF AS WELL.
CUT TO: EXT-SPACE. ALL THE SMALL DRYDOCK SUPPORT CRAFT LEAVE THE ENTERPRISE.
CUT TO: INT-ENTERPRISE, HALLWAYS. VARIOUS CREWMEMBERS ARE SCAMBLING TO THEIR
POSTS.
CUT TO: EXT-SPACE. LOOKING AT THE ACCESS RAMPS LEADING TO THE ENTERPRISE. MANY
PEOPLE ARE LEAVING THE SHIP.
CUT TO: INT-ENTERPRISE, BRIDGE. COMMANDER STALAR IS STANDING AT THE CENTER OF
THE BRIDGE GIVING ORDERS WHEN CAPTAIN MACGREGOR AND LIEUTENENT FAWKES ENTER
THE ROOM. STALAR SEES THEIR ENTRENCE AND RELINQUISHES COMMAND TO THE CAPTAIN.
FAWKES TAKES HIS POST. COMMANDER DYA TROUSE IS GIVING LAST MINUTE INSTRUCTIONS
TO A COUPLE OF SCIENCE OFFICERS.
MACGREGOR: STATUS REPORT.
STALAR: ALL NON ENTERPRISE PERSONELLE HAVE DEPARTED.
MACGREGOR: VERY GOOD. LIEUTENENT CHAVEZ, CONTACT THE HARBOUR MASTER.
CHAVEZ: HARBOUR MASTER, THIS IS ENTERPRISE, PLEASE RESPOND.
HARBOUR MASTER(V.O): THIS IS HARBOUR MASTER ENTERPRISE.
MACGREGOR: WE REQUEST TO DEPART.
HARBOUR MASTER(V.O): DEPARTURE CLEARANCE GRANTED. BON VOYAGE. HARBOUR
MASTER OUT.
ADMIRALS JANEWAY, NICHOLSON AND THOMSON ENTER THE BRIDGE.
JANEWAY: CAPTAIN, ADMRIALS THOMSON AND NICHOLSON WILL BE REMAINING ON THE STATION. I WILL BE JOINING YOU.
AS SHE IS SAYING THIS NICHOLSON AND THOMSON LEAVE THE BRIDGE.
MACGREGOR: VERY WELL ADMIRAL. ENSIGN TOBAL, INFORM ME WHEN THE ADMIRALS
HAVE DISEMBARKED.
TOBAL: AYE SIR.
MACGREGOR TAPS HIS COMM BADGE.
MACGREGOR: COMMANDER WARREN, HOW ARE THINGS?
WARREN(V.O): ALL IS GOOD DOWN HERE. THE CORE'S PURRING LIKE A KITTEN.
MACGREGOR: EXCELLENT.
TOBAL: SIR, ADMIRALS NICHOLSON AND THOMSON HAVE JUST BEAMED OFF THE SHIP.
MACGREGOR: THANK YOU ENSIGN. LIEUTENENT CHAVEZ, POWER UP THE ENGINES.
CHAVEZ: YES SIR.
CHAVEZ PUNCHES IN A FEW KEYSTROKES ON HER STATION.
CUT TO: EXT-SPACE. LOOKING DOWN ON THE ENTERPRISE'S WARP NACELLES. THE
NACELLES RAPIDLY POWER UP.
CUT TO: EXT-SPACE, LOOKING AT THE SHIP'S DEFLECTOR DISH. IT TOO POWERS UP.
CUT TO: INT-ENTERPRISE, BRIDGE.
MACGREGOR: SECURE ALL ACCESS HATCHES.
FAWKES: HATCHES SECURE.
MACGREGOR: ENGAGE INERTIAL DAMPENERS.
TOBAL: DAMPENERS ENGAGED.
MACGREGOR: CLEAR ALL MOORINGS
CHAVEZ: CLEAR ALL MOORINGS, AYE.
MACGREGOR: LIEUTENENT CHAVEZ, TAKE US OUT, 1/4 IMPULSE POWER.
CLOSE UP ON CHAVEZ'S HANDS WORIKNG THE CONTROLS.
CUT TO: EXT-SPACE, THE SHIP'S IMPULSE ENGINES, LOCATED ON THE BACK OF THE
NACELLE PYLONS, POWER UP AND THE SHIP BEGINS TO MOVE FORWARD ON IT'S OWN
POWER.
CUT TO: INT-DRYDOCK, A LONG LOUNGE ROOM WITH MANY PEOPLE WATCHING THE SHIP
LEAVE. PEOPLE ARE CHEERING AND LAUGHING, GENERALLY HAVING A GOOD TIME.
CUT TO: EXT-SPACE. THE ENTERPRISE IS NOW HALFWAY OUT OF DRYDOCK. THE DOCK'S
SUPPORT CRAFT ARE MOVING OUT OF THE WAY. THROUGH THE LITTLE SHIP'S WINDOWS,
ONE CAN SEE THE PILOTS WAVING AT THE ENTERPRISE AS IT MOVES PAST THEM.
CUT TO: INT-STARBASE, THE ONE ORBITING PLUTO. PEOPLE ARE CROWDING AROUND THE
STATION'S WINDOWS TRYING TO CATCH A GLIMPSE OF THE ENTERPRISE AS IT LEAVES.
CUT TO: EXT-SPACE, THE ENTERPRISE IS NOW ALL THE WAY OUT AND MOVING ON IT'S OWN.
CUT TO: EXT-SPACE, LOOKING DOWN ON THE SHIP. THE CAMERA ZOOMS DOWN INTO THE
SHIP. IT GLIDES DOWN THE LENGTH OF THE WARP CORE UNTIL IT REACHES THE SHIP'S MAIN
ENGINEERING. IT IS AN EMMENCE ROOM BUILT ON THREE LEVELS. THERE ARE TWO LONG
FLIGHTS OF STAIRS CONNECTING EACH LEVEL. THE MAIN LEVEL IS THE LOWEST ONE. IT IS
LITTERED WITH COMPUTER CONSOLES AND STANDING WORKSTATIONS. THERE IS A LARGE
AMOUNT OF ACTIVITY DOWN HERE. COMMANDER DAMIAN WARREN IS GIVING OUT
ASSIGNMENTS AND TRYING TO KEEP UP WITH THE CHAOS.
MACGREGOR(V.O): DAIMIAN, CAN YOU GIVE ME WARP POWER!?
WARREN RUNS OVER TO AN EMPTY WORKSTATION. HE EXAMINES THE READOUT AND
SMILES.
WARREN: I CAN GIVE YOU ANYTHING YOU WANT BOSS!
CUT TO: INT-ENTERPRISE, BRIDGE. MACGREGOR IS STILL STANDING AND GRINNING LIKE AN
IDIOT.
MACGREGOR: YES! MR. TOBAL, SET A COURSE FOR THE RENZILLA 7 STAR SYSTEM, MAXIMUM WARP.
TOBAL: COURSE AND SPEED SET.
MACGREGOR: ENGAGE.
CLOSE UP ON TOBAL WORKING HIS CONTROLS.
CUT TO: EXT-SPACE. THE ENTERPRISE CRUISES OVERHEAD. THE NACELLES BECOME
BRIGHT. THEN A BRIGHT FLASH OF LIGHT COMES FROM BOTH NACELLES. THE ENTERPRISE
ZOOMS AWAY, FAR AND FAST, AND DISAPPEARS IN A FLASH OF LIGHT.
CUT TO: INT-ENTERPRISE, BRIDGE. MACGREGOR ACTIVATES THE COMM PANEL ON THE ARM
OF HIS CHAIR.
MACGREGOR: ALL HANDS, THIS IS THE CAPTAIN. I WOULD LIKE TO CONGATULATE ALL OF
YOU ON THE EXPEDIENCY WITH WHICH YOU LAUNCHED THIS GREAT VESSEL. I THANK YOU.
NOW, I REQUEST A MEETING WITH MY SENIOR STAFF IN THE OBSERVATION LOUNGE IN
TEN MINUTES. THANK YOU AGAIN. CAPTAIN OUT.
MACGREGOR DEACTIVATES THE COMM PANEL.
MAGREGOR: COMMANDER STALAR, TROUSE AND FAWKES LET'S GO.
ALL FOUR LEAVE THEIR STATIONS AND ASSIGN REPLACEMENTS. MACGREGOR BEGINS
TOWARDS THE OBSERVATION LOUNGE DOOR WHEN,
JANEWAY: WELL DONE CAPTAIN MACGREGOR.
MACGREGOR SMILES. JANEWAY ENTERS THE LOUNGE.
MACGREGOR: LIEUTENENT CHAVEZ,
CHAVEZ: YES SIR?
MACGREGOR: YOU HAVE THE BRIDGE.
CHAVEZ SMILES.
CHAVEZ: YES SIR.
AT THAT MOMENT, COMMANDER WARREN ENTERS THE BRIDGE.
MACGREGOR: COME ON COMMANDER, LET'S JOIN THE PARTY.
WARREN: GOT YOUR BACK BOSS.
THEY ENTER THE LOUNGE. CHAVEZ SITS IN THE CAPTAIN'S CHAIR, SHE IS BEEMING.
CUT TO: INT-ENTERPRISE, OBSERVATION LOUNGE. EVERYONE EXCEPT MACGREGOR AND
WARREN ARE SEATED. WHEN THE TWO MEN SIT, JANEWAY RISES.
JANEWAY: WHAT I AM ABOUT TO TELL YOU, YOU ARE ALL UNDER ORDERS NOT TO REVEAL
TO ANYONE.
JANEWAY ACTIVATES A CONTROL PAD ON THE TABLE SHE WAS SITTING AT. THE LIGHTS IN
THE ROOM DIM AND A LARGE WHITE LIGHT BEGINS TO EMINATE FROM THE TABLE.
JANEWAY: THIS IS YOUR ADVERSARY.
THE LIGHT ON THE TABLE CREATES A HOLOGRAPHIC IMAGE OF A LARGE ALIEN CREATURE.
JANEWAY: THE BORG HAVE DESIGNATED THIS RACE AS SPECIES 8472. SINCE WE KNOW
SO LITTLE ABOUT THEM, THAT'S WHAT WE CALL THEM AS WELL. THEY COME FROM
ANOTHER DIMENTION IN WHICH NOTHING ELSE EXISTS. ALL OF THEIR TECHNOLOGY IS
ORGANICALLY BASED. THEY ARE HIGHY INTELLIGENT, ADAPTIVE AND MALEVOLENT AS
HELL. WHEN I WAS FIRST INTRODUCED TO THEM, I HAD DISCOVERED THAT IT WAS IN FACT
THE BORG WHO BROUGHT THEM INTO OUR UNIVERSE. THE IDEA WAS THAT THE BORG
WOULD ASSIMILATE SPECIES 8472 AND THEY WOULD GAIN TOTAL ORGANIC PERFECTION.
UNFORTUNATELY FOR THE BORG, SPECIES 8472 PROVED TOTALLY RESISTANT TO
ASSIMILATION. SPECIES 8472 TOOK IT UPON THEMSELVES TO ERADICATE THE ENTIRE
BORG RACE. BUT, THEY HAD NO INTENTION OF STOPPING THERE. THEY INTENDED TO RID
OUR UNIVERSE OF ALL LIFE. IT APPEARS, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THAT THEY'RE TRYING
TO DO JUST THAT.
EVERYONE, EXCEPT MACGREGOR, IS TOTALLY STUNNED.
FAWKES: HOW ARE WE SUPPOSED TO DEFEAT THEM?
JANEWAY: FOR THE LAST FIFTEEN YEARS, I HAVE BEEN STOCKPILING A PARTICULAR
WEAPON THAT THEY ARE NOT IMMUNE TO.
JANEWAY TOUCHES THE CONTROLS AGAIN. AN IMAGE OF A BORG NANOPROBE APPEARS.
JANEWAY: THIS IS WHERE THE REAL BATTLE WILL BE FOUGHT, ON THE MICROSCOPIC
PLAIN. WITH THE HELP OF ADMIRALS NICHOLSON AND THOMSON, WE HAVE OUTFITTED
THREE NEW STARSHIP CLASSES WITH BIO-MOLECULAR WEAPONS. AS WE SPEAK, THE
COMMANDERS OF THESE SHIP CLASSES ARE BEING BREIFED.
JANEWAY TOUCHES THE CONTROLS AGAIN. THREE IMAGES OF VERY DIFFERENT STARFLEET
SHIPS APPEAR.
JANEWAY: THE VIPER CLASS, THE COBRA CLASS AND THE SERPENT CLASS. IN EACH
CLASS, THERE ARE TEN SHIPS. PLUS THE ENTERPRISE AND THREE GALAXY CLASS SHIPS
FOR THE ADMIRALS AND MYSELF, THAT MAKES A FLEET OF THIRTY-FOUR. WITH ANY LUCK,
THAT OUGHT TO BE ENOUGH.
FAWKES: WHAT WITH THE NEW WEAPONS AND ALL.
JANEWAY: YEAH. NOW, WE WILL BE ENCOUNTERING TWO CLASSES OF SHIP.
MACGREGOR: I THOUGHT THEY HAD ONLY ONE.
JANEWAY: SO DID I, UNTIL I RECEIVED A TRANSMISSION FROM THE VULCAN HIGH
COMMAND.
JANEWAY WORKS THE CONTROLS AGAIN. THE IMAGE OF THE ALIEN SUPER-SHIP APPEARS.
JANEWAY: THIS IS THE NEW, FAT KID ON THE BLOCK. IT IS APPROXIMATELY FORTY
KILOMETERS IN LENGTH AND GENERATES A POWER OUTPUT OF, WELL, EVEN THE
VULCANS WERE AGAHST LET'S PUT IT THAT WAY. WE DON'T KNOW WHAT IT'S PURPOSE IS.
WHAT WE DO KNOW IS THAT IT IS GUARDED BY HUNDREDS, MAYBE THOUSANDS OF THE
SMALLER BATTLESHIPS, WHICH MEANS THAT IT MUST HAVE A VULNERABILITY THE
OTHERS DON'T.
WARREN: WHY AREN'T WE GATHERING LIKE ALL THE OTHER NEW SHIPS.
JANEWAY: I JUST WANT TO ENSURE THAT THEY ARE IN FACT OUT THERE AND WANTING
ARMAGEDDON.
MACGREGOR: ALSO, TO FIND THE REMINGTON, WOLVERINE, AND M.L.KING.
JANEWAY: ONE CAN ONLY HOPE THAT THEY'RE ALL ALIVE AND WELL. THAT'S ALL FOR
NOW, READY YOUR DEPARTMENTS FOR COMBAT. DISMISSED.
NO-ONE MOVES. EVERYONE IS STILL A LITTLE PHASED OUT AFTER WHAT THEY HAVE JUST
HEARED. THE CAPTAIN TAKES THE INITATIVE.
MACGREGOR: YOU HEARED HER, GET PREPPED.
EVERYONE SNAPS OUT OF THEIR TRANSE AND LEAVES. MACGREGOR RISES, STOPS AND
TURNS TO JANEWAY.
MACGREGOR: ADMIRAL, DO YOU REALLY THINK WE CAN WIN THIS?
JANEWAY: I THINK ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE IF ONE PUTS THEIR MONEY WHERE THEIR
MOUTH IS. YES, WE WILL COME THROUGH SWINGING.
MACGREGOR: WELL, I FELL MUCH BETTER.
JANEWAY: GOOD TO KNOW.
THEY BOTH SMILE, BUT NO-ONE MOVES.
JANEWAY: WELL GET MOVING, YOU'VE GOT A SHIP TO RUN.
MACGREGOR LEAVES.
CUT TO: EXT-SPACE, THE ENTERPRISE IS TRAVELLING AT HIGH WARP.
MACGREGOR(V.O): CAPTAIN'S LOG: STARDATE, 56291.5. WITH THE GUIDENCE OF ADMIRAL
JANEWAY, I FEEL A SLIGHT RELIEF OVER THE ESCALATING SITUATION. THOUGH, I DO
HAVE A BAD FEELING REGARDING THE FATE OF MY BROTHER LOUIS AND SISTER IN LAW
SARAH. BUT I CAN'T BE TOO DESTRACTED NOW. THE FATE OF ALL LIFE IN THE GALAXY
NOW RESTS IN THE HANDS OF A FEW. I HAVE EVERY CONFIDENCE IN MY CREW. THEY'RE A GOOD BUNCH, I CAN'T WAIT FOR THE ENTIRE CREW TO ARRIVE, FOR WE ARE OPERATING
ON A MINIMAL CAPACITY. I HAD WANTED TO SEE SOME ACTION MY FIRST TIME OUT, BUT
THIS WASN'T WHAT I HAD IN MIND.