CUT TO. INT-ENTERPRISE BRIDGE. WARREN IS TALKING WITH JANEWAY.

WARREN: WITH ALL DUE RESPECT ADMIRAL, YOU'RE DEEPLY NUTS.

JANEWAY: ONE HAS TO BE TO PULL OFF A STUNT LIKE THIS.

WARREN: CAN IT WORK?

JANEWAY: ONLY ONE WAY TO FIND OUT.

WARREN: ALRIGHT. I'LL GIVE YOU THE SIGNAL FOR WHEN WE'RE READY.

JANEWAY: UNDERSTOOD. JANEWAY OUT.

INT-ENTERPRISE BRIDGE. JANEWAY DISAPPEARS. WARREN WALKS TO TACTICAL, CHAVEZ

HAS TAKEN OVER. WARREN ACTIVATES A DISPLAY. ON THE SCREEN IS AN IMAGE OF THE

WEAPON SHIP AND THE JOHNATHAN ARCHER. WARREN PRESSES A CONTROL. THE JOHNATHAN

ARCHER MOVES TOWARDS THE WEAPON SHIP.

CUT TO. WARREN AND CHAVEZ. THEIR EXPRESSIONS ARE OF SHOCK.

CHAVEZ: SHE CAN'T BE SERIOUS.

WARREN: SHE SURE IS LIEUTENENT.



CUT TO. INT-WEAPON SHIP CHAMBER: MACGREGOR, STALAR AND FAWKES ARE ALL WRITHING

ON THE FLOOR, BLOOD POURING FROM THEIR EARS. TROUSE PULLS OUT A TRICORDER. SHE

JUMPS TO HER FEET AND HOLDS IT IN FRONT OF THE ALIEN. IT STARES HARD AT

TROUSE, MENTALLY TRYING TO BREAK HER.

TROUSE: IT'S A SHAME YOU COULDN'T READ MY MIND ASSHOLE BECAUSE I'VE GOT A

LITTLE SOMETHING FOR YOU.

INT-CHAMBER: TROUSE HITS A BUTTON ON THE TRICORDER.

CUT TO. INT-WEAPON SHIP. AT A CONNECTING HUB WHERE SEVERAL PULSES OF ENERGY

CONNCECT, A PHOTON TORPEDO DE-CLOAKS.

CUT TO. INT-CHAMBER: TROUSE BEGINS TO WANE UNDER THE MENTAL STRESS.

TROUSE(V.O): IF ARMAGEDDON IS THE BATTLE BETWEEN GOOD AND EVIL. GOOD HAS JUST

WON THE FUCKN' WAR.

ALIEN(V.O): THE WAR WILL NEVER END.

INT-CHAMBER: TROUSE SQUEEZES A RED BUTTON ON THE TRICORDER.

CUT TO. INT-WEAPON SHIP: THE TORPEDO VIOLENTLY EXPLODES. THE RESULTING

CONCUSSIVE FORCE DESTROYS THE HUB AND A MASSIVE FIRESTORM ERUPTS, FILLING THE

SHIP, SPEEDING TOWARDS THE CHAMBER AND ENTERPRISE.

CUT TO. INT-CHAMBER: THE ALIEN LOOSES FOCUS. MACGREGOR, STALAR AND FAWKES ARE

RELEASED. THE ALIEN OPENS A HOLE IN THE CHAMBER WALL. SCREAMING TOWARDS HIM IS

A BLUE AND YELLOW FIREBALL OF TITANIC SCALE. THE AWAY TEAM HURRIES OUT THE WAY

THEY ENTERED. THE ALIEN CLENCHES ITS FISTS AND LEAPS INTO THE AIR. IT TEARS

OUT THE CLEILING AND GLIDES ON TO THE ENERGY PAD. IT LANDS RIGHT IN THE PATH

OF THE AWAY TEAM. MACGREGOR STARES IT DOWN, HIS FACE COVERED IN BLOOD.

CUT TO. INT-ENTERPRISE BRIDGE: THE VIEWSCREEN IS SHOWING THE FIREBALL IN THE

DISTANCE RACING TOWARDS THEM. WARREN SMILES.

WARREN: THAT'S OUR CUE. CONTACT ADMIRAL JANEWAY.

CUT TO. CHAVEZ WORKING THE CONTROLS.

CHAVEZ: CHANNEL OPEN.

WARREN: ENTERPRISE TO JANEWAY. READY WHENEVER YOU ARE.

CUT TO. INT-WEAPON SHIP: THE ALIEN MOVES TOWARDS THE AWAY TEAM.

ALIEN(V.O): I DIE. YOU DIE!!!

INT-WEAPON SHIP: THE ALIEN TAKES A SWING AT MACGREGOR. HE DODGES OUT OF THE

WAY. HE WHIPS OUT A TYPE II PHASER AND FIRES AT THE ALIEN. THE BEAM HAS LITTLE

AFFECT ON THE BEAST. IT TAKES ANOTHER SWING AT TROUSE. SHE IS TRIPPED. STALAR

AND FAWKES PULL OUT THEIR OWN PHASERS AND FIRE. TROUSE IS THE LAST TO DRAW AND

FIRE. THE ALIEN TAKES THE HITS AS MINOR PIN PRICKS. IT WAILS AND LASHES OUT IN

RAGE. THE FIREBALL IS CLOSE BEHIND. IT IS ABOUT THIRTY SECONDS FROM ENGULFING

THE CHAMBER.

CUT TO. INT-ENTERPRISE BRIDGE.

WARREN: DO IT!

CUT TO. INT-WEAPON SHIP. THE ENTERPRISE FIRES OUT AT THE TENDRILS HOLDING THE

SHIP HOSTAGE. THE BEAMS MELT THROUGH THE CRYSTALLINE MATERIAL. THE SHIP FALLS

LOOSE. THE ENGINES POWER UP AND IT HOVERS INSIDE THE COLOSSAL ALIEN SHIP.

CUT TO. INT-ENTERPRISE BRIDGE.

WARREN: BEAM EM' IN!!!

CHAVEZ: CAN'T SIR. TOO MUCH INTERFEARENCE FROM THE FIREBALL.

WARREN: SHIT! TELL JANEWAY TO PROCEED. WE'VE GOT SOMETHING TO PICK UP. TOBAL,

GET US CLOSER TO THE CAPTAIN.

TOBAL: AYE.

CUT TO. INT-WEAPON SHIP. ENTERPRISE BEGINS TO MOVE TOWARDS THE FIREBALL.

CUT TO. INT-JOHNATHAN ARCHER BRIDGE. THE CONN OFFICER LOOKS TO JANEWAY.

CONN: THEY'VE GIVEN US THE GO AHEAD.

JANEWAY: OKAY. SET COURSE 2341 MARK 4. JANEWAY AUTORIZATION CODE 451 GAMMA.

COMPUTER(V.0): CODE ACCEPTED.

JANEWAY: PREPARE TO EJECT THE WARP CORE. AUTHORIZATION JANEWAY PI OMEGA 671.

COMPUTER(V.O): CODE ACCEPTED. CORE EJECTION ON STANDBY.

JANEWAY: MR.HARRISON. ENGAGE.

HARRISON(CONN): AYE.

CUT TO. EXT-SPACE. THE JOHNATHAN ARCHER BEGINS TO MOVE CLOSE OVER THE WEAPON

SHIP.

CUT TO. INT-WEAPON SHIP. MACGREGOR FLIES THROUGH THE AIR. HE LANDS HARD ON THE

ENERGY PAD. HE LOOKS BEHIND HIMSELF AND SEES THE ENTERPRISE DRAWING CLOSER. HE

TURNS AND LOOKS TO THE REST OF HIS PARTY.

MACGREGOR: HERE THEY COME!!!

INT. WEAPON SHIP: THE PARTY LOOKS. THE CHAMBER IS NEARLY OVERWHELMED.

MACGREGOR REACHES BEHIND HIM AND PULLS OUT A SILVER BALL WITH A METAL STAKE

ATTACHED. HE PRACTICALLY LAUNCHES AT THE CREATURE. HE GRABS HOLD OF ITS LEG

AND CLIMBS. THE OTHER MEMBERS OF THE PARTY TRY TO KEEP THE CREATURE OCCUPIED

BY YELLING AND FIREING. MACGREGOR REACHES THE CREATURE'S NECK. HE RAISES HIS

ARM, STAKE IN HAND. HE LEANS CLOSE TO THE CREATURE TO WHISPER.

MACGREGOR: FOR LOUIS.

INT-WEAPON SHIP. MACGREGOR WHIPS THE STAKE INTO THE CREATURE'S NECK, PLOUGHING

IT DEEP INSIDE. THE BEAST FLAILS ABOUT WILDLY. A SMALL COUNTER ON THE SPHERE

BEGINS TO COUNT DOWN FROM 15. MACGREGOR AND COMPANY LOOK TO ENTERPRISE AS IT

DRAWS CLOSER. THE FIREBALL ENGULFS THE CHAMBER IN A MASSIVE WAVE OF FIRE. THE

ENERGY PAD DISAPPEARS. THE AWAY TEAM BEGINS THEIR FIVE KILOMETRE FALL. THE

ALIEN ISN'T FAR BEHIND, AND THE TIMER READS 8 SECONDS.

CUT TO. INT-ENTERPRISE BRIDGE. WARREN WATCHES IN HORROR AS HE SEES HIS CAPTAIN

FALL TO AN ALMOST CERTAIN DEATH.

WARREN: (QUIETLY) OH NO. (OUT LOUD) RANGE?!

CHAVEZ: FIVE SECONDS. FOUR...THREE...TWO...ONE.

WARREN: ENERGIZE!

CUT TO. INT-WEAPON SHIP: THE AWAY TEAM DEMATERIALIZES. THE TIMER ON THE ALIEN

REACHES ZERO. IT EXUDES A QUICK LOOK OF SHOCK BEFORE BEING TORN APART BY A

LARGE EXPLOSION.

CUT TO. INT-ENTERPRISE BRIDGE:

WARREN: TRANSPORTER ROOM, DO YOU HAVE THEM?

CUT TO. INT-ENTERPRISE TRANSPORTER ROOM.

TRANSPORT CHIEF: GOT EM'!

MACGREGOR: BEAM US RIGHT TO THE BRIDGE LIEUTENENT.

TRANSPORT CHIEF: AYE SIR.

CUT TO. INT-ENTERPRISE BRIDGE: THE AWAY TEAM MATERIALIZES IN THE ROOM. THEY

ALL MOVE TO THEIR RESPECTIVE STATIONS.

MACGREGOR: GOOD JOB COMMANDER.

WARREN: MY PLEASURE BOSS.

CUT TO. EXT-SPACE: THE JOHNATHAN ARCHER MOVES OVER TOP OF THE SHIP'S BOW.

CUT TO. INT-JOHNATHAN ARCHER BRIDGE:

JANEWAY: EJECT THE CORE!

COMPUTER (V.O): EJECTION IN PROGRESS.

CUT TO. EXT-SPACE: THE JOHNATHAN ARCHER'S WARP CORE IS FIRED OUT AT THE WEAPON

SHIP.

CUT TO. INT-JOHNATAHN ARCHER BRIDGE:

JANEWAY: THRUSTERS!

INT-JOHNATHAN ARCHER BRIDGE: THE CONN OFFICER QUICKLY WORKS SOME CONTROLS.

CUT TO. EXT-SPACE: THE SHIP MAKS A QUICK DORSAL ROTATION MOVING AWAY FROM THE

WEAPON SHIP. THE WARP CORE SILENTLY SLAMS INTO THE WEAPON. THERE IS A SUDDEN

BURST OF CONCUSSIVE ENERGY THEN A FIREY EXPLOSION. THE SHOCKWAVE POUNDS INTO

THE JOHNATHAN ARCHER SENDING IT INTO A TAILSPIN, BUT OUT OF HARM'S WAY.

CUT TO. INT-WEAPON SHIP: THE ENTERPRISE SPINS AROUND MAKING ITS WAY TO THE

HULL BREACH CREATED BY JANEWAY. BUT, THE FIREBALL BEHIND THEM IS THREATENING

TO OVERWHELM ENTERPRISE.

CUT TO. INT-ENTERPRISE BRIDGE:

MACGREGOR: THINK WE CAN DO IT?

STALAR: I DO NOT BELIVE SO SIR. WE ARE ONLY CABABLE OF 1/4 IMPULSE. WE WOULD

BE INCINERATED.

MACGREGOR: ENSIGN TOBAL?

TOBAL: SIR?

MACGREGOR: SET COURSE 457 MARK 61. WARP ONE.

TOBAL: WARP SIR?

MACGREGOR: YOU HEARD ME.

TOBAL: AYE SIR. COURSE PLOTTED AND LAID IN.

INT-ENTERPRISE BRIDGE: MACGREGOR TAPS A BUTTON ON HIS SEAT.

MACGREGOR: CAPTAIN TO ALL HANDS. HOLD ON TO SOMETHING.

INT-ENTERPRISE BRIDGE: MACGREGOR DE-ACTIVATES THE COMM.

MACGREGOR: ENGAGE.

INT-ENTERPRISE BRIDGE: TOBAL HITS THE BUTTON.

CUT TO. INT-WEAPON SHIP: ENTERPRISE'S WARP ENGINES POWER UP AND IN A BLUE

FLASH EVERYTHING FREEZES. THE EXPLODIN FIREBALL STOPS DEAD. THE ENTERPRISE

MOVES GRACEFULLY TOWARDS THE BREACH. SMALL FRAGMENTS OF THE SHIP'S HULL TEAR

AWAY. THEY FLY OFF ABOUT ONE HUNDERED METRES AND FREEZE LIKE EVERYTHING ELSE.

CUT TO. EXT-SPACE: THE ENTERPRISE MOVES CALMLY OUT OF THE WEAPON SHIP. THE

UNIVERSE AND THE SHIP SPEED UP. SUDDENLY THE SHIP FLIES OUT AT INCREDABLE

SPEED INTO A FLASH OF BRIGHT LIGHT. THE WEAPON SHIP IS CONSUMED IN FLAMES. THE

HULK OF THE SHIP AND THE FRAGMENTS OF THE BIO-SHIPS FALL INTO THE SUN. THE

JOHNATHAN ARCHER MOVES CALMLY AWAY FROM THE FIRESTORM.