CUT TO: INT-ENTERPRISE, TRANSPORTER ROOM. FAWKES AND MAGREGOR MATERIELIZE ON
THE PADS AND THEIR ARMOUR IS RETRACTED BACK INTO THE SUITS. MACGREGOR AND
FAWKES GET UP. AFTER THEY REMOVE THEIR HELMETS, JANEWAY WALKS BRISKLY INTO
THE ROOM, SHE DOES NOT LOOK HAPPY.
JANEWAY: CAPTAIN, MY I SPEAK WITH YOU IN PRIVATE?
FAWKES TAKES THE HINT.
FAWKES: I'LL TRY TO GET THE WEAPONS BACK ONLINE.
FAWKES LEAVES AND HERDS EVERYONE ELSE OUT.
MACGREGOR: ADMIRAL I...
JANEWAY: MIKE, YOU KNOW I WOULD HAVE WANTED THAT BEING CAUGHT ALIVE.
MACGREGOR: ADMIRAL, WITH ALL DUE RESPECT, I DON'T CARE IF YOU WANTED THAT
CREATURE OVER FOR AFTERNOON TEA! IT HAD KILLED MEMBERS OF MY CREW AND
NEVER CEASED BEING A DIRECT THREAT TO THE ENTERPRISE AND MY CREW! I HAD TO
DESTROY IT. IF I DIDN'T, WE WOULDN'T EVEN BE HAVING THIS PLEASENT DISCOURSE
RIGHT NOW!
JANEWAY: I CAN UNDERSTAND WHERE YOU'RE COMING FROM CAPTAIN. IF THIS EVER
HAPPENS AGAIN, I WANT YOU TO TRY YOUR HARDEST TO COMMUNICATE BEFORE
VAPOURIZING THE DAMNED THING, IS THAT UNDERSTOOD CAPTAIN MACGREGOR?
MACGREGOR: YES ADMIRAL.
JANEWAY: NOW, I UNDERSTAND YOU HAVE A SHIP TO GET UP AND RUNNING. THE SOONER
IT IS, THE SOONER WE CAN MEET UP WITH THE TASK FORCE.
MACGREGOR: GOTCHA. WHEN YOUR TEAM WAS FITTING THE ENTERPRISE WITH THE
NANOPROBE WARHEADS, DID THEY FIX UP THE HOUNDS TOO?
JANEWAY: OF COURSE.
MACGREGOR: WE MAY HAVE A SERIOUS PROBLEM.
CUT TO: EXT-SPACE. IN ORBIT OF AN M-CLASS PLANET IS A GALAXY CLASS STARSHIP
WITH THIRTY OTHER FEDERATION STARSHIPS, COBRA, SERPENT AND VIPER CLASS SHIPS.
CUT TO: INT-GALAXY CLASS BRIDGE. CAPTION READS: "U.S.S PERSEPHONIE, NCC-400957."
ADMIRAL NICHOLSON IS SEATED IN THE COMMAND CHAIR.
NICHOLSON: STATUS.
TACTICAL: ALL SHIPS ARE ON RED ALERT STATUS. PHASER BANKS ARE FULLY CHARGED,
TORPEDO TUBES ARE LOADED, ALL BIO-WARHEADS ARE FULLY ARMED.
NICHOLSON: REPORT ON ENEMY FLEET.
TACTICAL: STILL NOT IN SENSOR RANGE SIR.
CUT TO: EXT-SPACE. CAPTION: HARMAGEDDON NEBULA. THE ALIEN FLEET OF THOUSANDS
HAS DROPPED OUT OF WARP AND ARE ALL SHIMMERING LIKE THE ONE THAT ATTACKED THE
ENTERPRISE. ALSO, THE MASSIVE, 40KM LONG ONE IS SHIMMERING LIKE THE OTHERS.
THE SUPER-BIOSHIP STOPS SHIMMERING. IT IS NOW ABOUT 5KM LONGER THAN IT WAS,
AND ALSO A MORE BRONZE COLOURED SHIP. THE OTHERS STOP SHIMMERING AND DISPLAY
THE SAME KINDS OF MODIFACATIONS. ALL OF THE SMALL BIO-SHIPS MASS AROUND THE
SUPER-SHIP AS IT JUMPS TO WARP.
CUT TO: INT-ENTERPRISE, OBSERVATION LOUNGE. MACGREGOR IS WORKING A SET OF
CONTROLS ON THE TABLE. AFTER SHE FINISHES, THE LIGHTS GO DOWN AND A
HOLOGRAPHIC IMAGE OF THE HOUNDS APPEARS. JANEWAY HAS BEEN STANDING ON THE
OTHER SIDE OF THE TABLE THE WHOLE TIME.
MACGREGOR: COMPUTER, RUN RECORDING.
THE COMPUTER BEGINS TO RUN A RECORDING OF THE HOUNDS IN COMBAT WITH THE BIO-
SHIP. MACGREGOR AND JANEWAY PAY CLOSE ATTENTION TO THE WEAPONS FIRE COMING
FROM THE HOUND. THEY SEE EVERY SHOT HIT THE BIO-SHIP WITH NO EFFECT. THEY HAVE
SEEN ENOUGH.
JANEWAY: COMPUTER, END PLAYBACK.
MACGREGOR TAPS HIS COMMBADGE.
MACGREGOR: COMMANDER WARREN.
WARREN(V.O): YEAH BOSS?
MACGREGOR: IS THE SUBSPACE COMM ARRAY ONLINE?
WARREN(V.O): YES SIR IT IS. I WAS JUST ABOUT TO...
MACGREGOR: THANK YOU COMMANDER. THAT WILL BE ALL. MACGREGOR OUT.
COMPUTER, OPEN A CHANNEL TO THE U.S.S PERSEPHONIE.
CUT TO: INT-PERSEPHONIE BRIDGE.
TACTICAL: SIR, I HAVE A HEADING ON THE ENEMY FLEET. THEY HAVE JUST DROPPED
FROM
WARP ONE AND ARE NOW ENTERING THE SYSTEM. SIR, I'M RECEIVING A SUBSPACE
MESSAGE FROM THE ENTERPRISE.
NICHOLSON: LET'S HEAR IT.
JANEWAY(V.O): ADMIRAL NIC... THE BIO WARHEADS ARE U...! REPEAT THE...
(FADES TO STATIC)
NICHOLSON: WHERE'S THE REST?!
TACTICAL: SIR, THE ENEMY FLEET IS JAMMING ALL THE FREQUENCIES. NOTHING'S GOING
IN OR OUT!
NICHOLSON: DAMMIT!
CUT TO: INT-ENTERPRISE OBSERVATION LOUNGE.
JANEWAY: REPEAT! THE WARHEADS ARE USELESS! GET THE HELL OUT OF THERE. NO
USE. THE LINE IS BLOCKED.
MACGREGOR TAPS HIS COMM BADGE.
MACGREGOR: MACGREGOR TO WARREN.
WARREN(V.O): YES SIR?
MACGREGOR: I WANT FULL WARP CAPABILITIES RESTORED IN THIRTY MINUTES! DO YOU
HEAR ME?! WE'VE GOT A FIGHT TO GO TO!!
CUT TO: EXT-SPACE. THE PERCEPHONIE AND THE REST OF THE FLEET ARE GREETED BY
ANOTHER GALAXY CLASS SHIP.
CUT TO: INT-GALAXY CLASS SHIP. CAPTION: "U.S.S SANTA MARIA, NCC-890753"
ADMIRAL THOMSON IS SEATED IN THE COMMAND CHAIR.
THOMSON: SANTA MARIA TO PERCEPHONIE.
NICHOLSON(V.O): GO AHEAD SANTA MARIA.
THOMSON: MY CREW HAS DETECTED THAT HALF OF THE ENEMY FLEET IS MOVING TOWARDS
THE SUN. RECOMMEND THAT I TAKE FIFTEEN OF OURS TO INTERCEPT.
NICHOLSON(V.O): I AGREE.
CUT TO: INT-PERCEPHONIE BRIDGE.
NICHOLSON: ATTACK WINGS ALPHA AND BETA, INTERCEPT ENEMY FLEET BEARING 371 MARK
74.
CUT TO: EXT-SPACE. FIFTEEN SHIPS, AND THE SANTA MARIA PART FROM THE REST OF
THE FLEET AND HEAD TO THE FAR SIDE OF THE PLANET. THE PERCEPHONIE AND THE
OTHER FIFTEEN STAY BEHIND JUST IN TIME TO SEE ABOUT 500 ALIEN BIO-SHIPS
CLOSING IN.
THE PADS AND THEIR ARMOUR IS RETRACTED BACK INTO THE SUITS. MACGREGOR AND
FAWKES GET UP. AFTER THEY REMOVE THEIR HELMETS, JANEWAY WALKS BRISKLY INTO
THE ROOM, SHE DOES NOT LOOK HAPPY.
JANEWAY: CAPTAIN, MY I SPEAK WITH YOU IN PRIVATE?
FAWKES TAKES THE HINT.
FAWKES: I'LL TRY TO GET THE WEAPONS BACK ONLINE.
FAWKES LEAVES AND HERDS EVERYONE ELSE OUT.
MACGREGOR: ADMIRAL I...
JANEWAY: MIKE, YOU KNOW I WOULD HAVE WANTED THAT BEING CAUGHT ALIVE.
MACGREGOR: ADMIRAL, WITH ALL DUE RESPECT, I DON'T CARE IF YOU WANTED THAT
CREATURE OVER FOR AFTERNOON TEA! IT HAD KILLED MEMBERS OF MY CREW AND
NEVER CEASED BEING A DIRECT THREAT TO THE ENTERPRISE AND MY CREW! I HAD TO
DESTROY IT. IF I DIDN'T, WE WOULDN'T EVEN BE HAVING THIS PLEASENT DISCOURSE
RIGHT NOW!
JANEWAY: I CAN UNDERSTAND WHERE YOU'RE COMING FROM CAPTAIN. IF THIS EVER
HAPPENS AGAIN, I WANT YOU TO TRY YOUR HARDEST TO COMMUNICATE BEFORE
VAPOURIZING THE DAMNED THING, IS THAT UNDERSTOOD CAPTAIN MACGREGOR?
MACGREGOR: YES ADMIRAL.
JANEWAY: NOW, I UNDERSTAND YOU HAVE A SHIP TO GET UP AND RUNNING. THE SOONER
IT IS, THE SOONER WE CAN MEET UP WITH THE TASK FORCE.
MACGREGOR: GOTCHA. WHEN YOUR TEAM WAS FITTING THE ENTERPRISE WITH THE
NANOPROBE WARHEADS, DID THEY FIX UP THE HOUNDS TOO?
JANEWAY: OF COURSE.
MACGREGOR: WE MAY HAVE A SERIOUS PROBLEM.
CUT TO: EXT-SPACE. IN ORBIT OF AN M-CLASS PLANET IS A GALAXY CLASS STARSHIP
WITH THIRTY OTHER FEDERATION STARSHIPS, COBRA, SERPENT AND VIPER CLASS SHIPS.
CUT TO: INT-GALAXY CLASS BRIDGE. CAPTION READS: "U.S.S PERSEPHONIE, NCC-400957."
ADMIRAL NICHOLSON IS SEATED IN THE COMMAND CHAIR.
NICHOLSON: STATUS.
TACTICAL: ALL SHIPS ARE ON RED ALERT STATUS. PHASER BANKS ARE FULLY CHARGED,
TORPEDO TUBES ARE LOADED, ALL BIO-WARHEADS ARE FULLY ARMED.
NICHOLSON: REPORT ON ENEMY FLEET.
TACTICAL: STILL NOT IN SENSOR RANGE SIR.
CUT TO: EXT-SPACE. CAPTION: HARMAGEDDON NEBULA. THE ALIEN FLEET OF THOUSANDS
HAS DROPPED OUT OF WARP AND ARE ALL SHIMMERING LIKE THE ONE THAT ATTACKED THE
ENTERPRISE. ALSO, THE MASSIVE, 40KM LONG ONE IS SHIMMERING LIKE THE OTHERS.
THE SUPER-BIOSHIP STOPS SHIMMERING. IT IS NOW ABOUT 5KM LONGER THAN IT WAS,
AND ALSO A MORE BRONZE COLOURED SHIP. THE OTHERS STOP SHIMMERING AND DISPLAY
THE SAME KINDS OF MODIFACATIONS. ALL OF THE SMALL BIO-SHIPS MASS AROUND THE
SUPER-SHIP AS IT JUMPS TO WARP.
CUT TO: INT-ENTERPRISE, OBSERVATION LOUNGE. MACGREGOR IS WORKING A SET OF
CONTROLS ON THE TABLE. AFTER SHE FINISHES, THE LIGHTS GO DOWN AND A
HOLOGRAPHIC IMAGE OF THE HOUNDS APPEARS. JANEWAY HAS BEEN STANDING ON THE
OTHER SIDE OF THE TABLE THE WHOLE TIME.
MACGREGOR: COMPUTER, RUN RECORDING.
THE COMPUTER BEGINS TO RUN A RECORDING OF THE HOUNDS IN COMBAT WITH THE BIO-
SHIP. MACGREGOR AND JANEWAY PAY CLOSE ATTENTION TO THE WEAPONS FIRE COMING
FROM THE HOUND. THEY SEE EVERY SHOT HIT THE BIO-SHIP WITH NO EFFECT. THEY HAVE
SEEN ENOUGH.
JANEWAY: COMPUTER, END PLAYBACK.
MACGREGOR TAPS HIS COMMBADGE.
MACGREGOR: COMMANDER WARREN.
WARREN(V.O): YEAH BOSS?
MACGREGOR: IS THE SUBSPACE COMM ARRAY ONLINE?
WARREN(V.O): YES SIR IT IS. I WAS JUST ABOUT TO...
MACGREGOR: THANK YOU COMMANDER. THAT WILL BE ALL. MACGREGOR OUT.
COMPUTER, OPEN A CHANNEL TO THE U.S.S PERSEPHONIE.
CUT TO: INT-PERSEPHONIE BRIDGE.
TACTICAL: SIR, I HAVE A HEADING ON THE ENEMY FLEET. THEY HAVE JUST DROPPED
FROM
WARP ONE AND ARE NOW ENTERING THE SYSTEM. SIR, I'M RECEIVING A SUBSPACE
MESSAGE FROM THE ENTERPRISE.
NICHOLSON: LET'S HEAR IT.
JANEWAY(V.O): ADMIRAL NIC... THE BIO WARHEADS ARE U...! REPEAT THE...
(FADES TO STATIC)
NICHOLSON: WHERE'S THE REST?!
TACTICAL: SIR, THE ENEMY FLEET IS JAMMING ALL THE FREQUENCIES. NOTHING'S GOING
IN OR OUT!
NICHOLSON: DAMMIT!
CUT TO: INT-ENTERPRISE OBSERVATION LOUNGE.
JANEWAY: REPEAT! THE WARHEADS ARE USELESS! GET THE HELL OUT OF THERE. NO
USE. THE LINE IS BLOCKED.
MACGREGOR TAPS HIS COMM BADGE.
MACGREGOR: MACGREGOR TO WARREN.
WARREN(V.O): YES SIR?
MACGREGOR: I WANT FULL WARP CAPABILITIES RESTORED IN THIRTY MINUTES! DO YOU
HEAR ME?! WE'VE GOT A FIGHT TO GO TO!!
CUT TO: EXT-SPACE. THE PERCEPHONIE AND THE REST OF THE FLEET ARE GREETED BY
ANOTHER GALAXY CLASS SHIP.
CUT TO: INT-GALAXY CLASS SHIP. CAPTION: "U.S.S SANTA MARIA, NCC-890753"
ADMIRAL THOMSON IS SEATED IN THE COMMAND CHAIR.
THOMSON: SANTA MARIA TO PERCEPHONIE.
NICHOLSON(V.O): GO AHEAD SANTA MARIA.
THOMSON: MY CREW HAS DETECTED THAT HALF OF THE ENEMY FLEET IS MOVING TOWARDS
THE SUN. RECOMMEND THAT I TAKE FIFTEEN OF OURS TO INTERCEPT.
NICHOLSON(V.O): I AGREE.
CUT TO: INT-PERCEPHONIE BRIDGE.
NICHOLSON: ATTACK WINGS ALPHA AND BETA, INTERCEPT ENEMY FLEET BEARING 371 MARK
74.
CUT TO: EXT-SPACE. FIFTEEN SHIPS, AND THE SANTA MARIA PART FROM THE REST OF
THE FLEET AND HEAD TO THE FAR SIDE OF THE PLANET. THE PERCEPHONIE AND THE
OTHER FIFTEEN STAY BEHIND JUST IN TIME TO SEE ABOUT 500 ALIEN BIO-SHIPS
CLOSING IN.