Whatever she wants us for, it better be good.
Bridge.
I had you right where I wanted you.
What are you talking about?
I was ahead-- 19-7.
I was just lulling you into a false sense of security.
Sure you were.
I'll win the next couple of points,
then you'll start to tense up.
I do not tense up.
Easy, B'Elanna.
It's only hoverball.
You wanted to see us, Captain?
Yes, Commander.
We've picked up an intriguing transmission.
I have a source on the signal.
A ship?
Negative.
It appears to be a beacon of some kind.
A beacon?
We are being hailed
by someone using a Federation signal.
How could someone be transmitting
a Federation signal from the Delta Quadrant?
Maybe Starfleet found a way to get a probe here.
Maybe they're looking for us.
I'd like to believe that, too,
but let's not jump to conclusions.
See if you can authenticate the signal.
The carrier wave frequency
does correspond to standard Starfleet security codes.
As of when?
According to the encryption key,
this particular code was not scheduled
for implementation until Stardate 48423.
That's a month after we left Deep Space 9.
They must be looking for us.
Your optimism may be premature, Mr. Kim.
Sorry, Captain.
But it's also infectious.
Mr. Paris, lay in a course for the beacon.
Yes, ma'am.
We're approaching the beacon's coordinates, Captain.
It's drifted inside an ionized hydrogen cloud.
The cloud's interfering with our sensor readings.
Can you get any information from the beacon?
I'm afraid not.
Should I beam it aboard?
I'd advise against bringing it
on board before we've gotten a look at it--
even if it is emitting a Federation signal.
Agreed, and I don't want to fly blindly
into a hydrogen cloud either.
Mr. Tuvok, tractor the probe into sensor range.
Aye, Captain.
Targeting scanners locked.
Initiating tractor beam.
Report.
We are taking fire from inside the cloud.
Source?
Unknown.
Battle stations.
A Kazon raider is closing at 158 mark 9.
Hail them, Mr. Kim.
They're not responding, Captain.
Warp 3, Mr. Paris. Get us out of here.
Aye...
Warp engines are off-line, Captain.
Initiate evasive pattern omega three.
Mr. Tuvok, return fire.
Aye, Captain.
Kazon ship is in pursuit.
An opening is forming in the starboard shields,
72 centimeters in diameter.
See if you can close it, Commander.
Try rotating the shield harmonics.
They are continuously
matching their weapons frequency to our shield frequency.
How the hell can they do that?
I don't know.
The diameter of the opening has widened
to approximately two meters.
Set the shield harmonics to rotate continuously.
Aye, Commander.
The diameter
of the opening is now approximately four meters.
It's as if they know our access codes.
Captain, I am picking up a smaller vessel
emerging from the hydrogen cloud.
It is heading directly
toward the opening in our shields.
All hands, brace for impact.
Warning. Hull breach on Deck 4, Cargo Bay 2.
Structural integrity is at 50 percent and dropping.
The hull is starting to buckle.
We're losing life support on Deck 4.
I am trying to initiate an emergency containment field.
However, the collision
has caused a power failure on Deck 4.
Rerouting power to compensate.
Containment field activated.
Warning. Intruder alert in Cargo Bay 2.
Mr. Tuvok!
Tuvok to Security.
Meet me outside Cargo Bay 2.
Aye, sir.
Drop your weapons!
It's no use.
We're not going anywhere with that shuttle
sticking out of our side.
It's totally destabilizing our warp field.
Mr. Kim,
did you reroute power to Transporter Room 2?
No, sir.
Bridge to Tuvok.
Tuvok here.
There may be intruders in Transporter Room 2.
I'm on my way.
Tuvok to Bridge.
Go ahead.
The Kazon have beamed away, Captain,
and they've taken one of our transporter modules with them.
Can you lock on
to the module and beam it back?
Not at the moment.
As soon as the Kazon dematerialized,
we lost all transporter power.
Mr. Chakotay, lock a tractor beam on to their ship.
They're not leaving with that module.
Aye, Captain.
The Kazon are powering their warp engines, Captain.
Make it fast, Commander.
Engaging tractor beam.
I've got them, Captain.
The Kazon ship is hailing us.
Suddenly they want to talk.
On screen.
Captain Janeway.
First Maje Culluh of the Kazon-Nistrim.
I remember you, Culluh.
That transporter module you just stole
is specifically designed for our ship.
You'll never be able to integrate it
into your systems.
I've had some help updating our technology
since we last met.
Seska?
That's right, Captain.
As you can see, I'm in the process
of restoring my Cardassian physiology.
Hello, Chakotay.
I should have known you were involved.
Yes, you should have.
Just like I knew you'd try to stop us with a tractor beam.
You've always been so predictable.
Captain, their deflector shields are creating a feedback loop.
It's neutralizing the tractor emitter.
Attempting to compensate.
Good-bye, Chakotay.
Lovely to see you again.
It's too late.
They've gone to warp.
They modified the bow to puncture our hull.
I've never seen the Kazon do anything like this before.
Until now, the Kazon have never had an advisor
with Cardassian, Maquis and Starfleet
tactical experience.
The question is: How do we dislodge it
without losing structural integrity?
With power down, our containment field's
already extremely unstable.
We'll have to reroute additional power
to the containment field
and tow their shuttle out with one of our own.
Then we can repair the breach.
The shields and the warp drive will have to wait.
Warp drive isn't going to do us much good
with this knife stuck in our belly.
Get it out fast.
We don't want the Kazon
to put too much distance between us.
Forgive me, Captain,
but are you sure going after the Nistrim
is the wisest course of action?
After what they've already done to us?
Let me make something very clear.
The Nistrim are in possession of Federation technology.
That is an unacceptable situation.
Even though all they've stolen is a small computer component?
That "small component" has the potential
to cause vast problems in this Quadrant.
You're our resident expert on the Kazon.
What do you think the other sects will do
when they realize the Nistrim have transporter capabilities?
They'll try to get it for themselves any way they can.
You're right.
It could alter the balance of power among the sects.
Exactly, and it is our duty
to do everything we can, no matter how dangerous
to stop that from happening.
You can count on me, Captain.
From the look of these sensor readings,
Seska wants us to come after her.
Commander?
I think Seska's leading us into another trap.
She masterminded
a precision raid that made us look
Iike first-year Academy students,
but she left a warp trail for us to follow.
After such a flawless performance,
why would she suddenly make
that kind of mistake?
You think she wants more than the transporter?
Are you suggesting we don't follow her?
No, I agree with everything you said
about preventing the spread of our technology,
but conventional tactics aren't going to work with Seska.
We'll need to come at her with a few surprises of our own.
I'm open to suggestions.
Perhaps Commander Chakotay
could use his intimate knowledge of Seska
to manipulate her
in much the same way she manipulated us.
It can move people great distances
in the blink of an eye, Haron,
but this "transporter" is only the beginning.
Go on.
I'm listening.
There is a ship filled with new technology.
Devices that can make food, water--
even weapons-- appear out of thin air.
A computer system which uses neural tissue that can react
twice as fast ours.
Very interesting, Culluh,
but what does all this have to do with me?
That ship is on its way here.
Help us, and we can divide the spoils.
The module Seska stole
contains a quantum resonance oscillator.
So, we modify this coil scanner to detect the oscillator.
Then we get close enough to beam it back.
I'm betting Seska's figured out a way
to shield the module from our transporters.
We might have to destroy it instead.
How do we do that?
We borrow a trick from Seska's book.
Remember how we disabled the computer core
on the Cardassian frigate orbiting Bajor?
Seska modified an antiproton beam
to penetrate its shields and hull.
Exactly.
But if I remember correctly,
the beam was only effective from an extremely close range.
How do we get near enough to the Nistrim ship?
One thing at a time.
You're taking this all very personally, aren't you?
Why shouldn't l?
You are not responsible for what happened.
Oh, no? I let her join the Maquis.
I took her into my confidence.
I even got...
intimately involved with her.
So you have lousy taste in women.
Look, Chakotay, she fooled us all.
She was my best friend--
or at least that's what I thought.
Well, l, for one, am through being manipulated by her.
Are you sure?
Because she's affecting you.
That's just where she wants you.
Don't tense up.
So now I'm getting advice
about controlling my emotions from you.
Our sects have been blood enemies for generations.
And yet, now you ask for my help to defeat this Voyager.
Why not simply do it yourselves?
I'll tell you why.
Because the Nistrim are weak
and the Relora are strong.
Your grandfather's time has passed, Culluh.
You've presided over the demise of your own sect, whittled away
-your strength... -Enough!
You may have ships and soldiers,
but I have the technology.
And I congratulate you
on the daring and cunning of your raid.
Now, why don't you give me this transporter technology--
assuming it's authentic--
and let the Relora do what we do best.
When we have defeated the Voyager,
we will not forget the Nistrim's assistance.
You think I'm a fool.
I won't hand this technology over to you.
Then perhaps we will have to take it.
Why don't we let the maje go back to his ship
while we consider his offer?
Listen to your woman, Culluh.
I'm picking up a gap
in the Nistrim's warp trail, Captain.
All stop. Let's take a look.
Captain, I've got some floating debris
at bearing 319 mark 4.
On screen.
What is it?
I'm not sure yet.
Magnify.
I'm detecting a residual transporter signature.
There is no doubt that this man and his unfortunate companion
were beamed into space.
And according to these readings,
they were alive at the time, Captain.
It looks like Seska's already adapted
the transporter module into the Kazon systems
and started experimenting with it.
Her early trials
appear to have been less than successful.
I'm not so sure these men died by accident, Captain.
You see this green band he's wearing?
It means he was the First Maje of the Kazon-Relora.
Relora?
Sworn enemies of the Nistrim.
It's conceivable that Seska and Culluh
used the transporter to execute these men.
Captain's Log, Stardate 49208.5.
I have convened a meeting of the senior staff
to determine how we can get close enough
to the Nistrim ship to deploy the antiproton beam.
Where's Chakotay?
He was in Engineering
helping me modify the coil scanner.
He said he'd be right up.
Janeway to Chakotay.
Computer, locate Commander Chakotay.
Commander Chakotay is not aboard the ship.
Computer, when will we intercept the Kazon vessel?
Approximately 30 minutes.
What I want to know, Mr. Tuvok,
is how he was able to get a shuttlecraft off this ship
without either of us knowing about it.
Apparently, he was able to override the lock-out command.
I guess Seska's not the only one
who knows how to compromise our security systems.
I assure you, Captain, it will not happen again.
See that it doesn't.
Did Chakotay leave any clue about what he's up to?
I have accessed his personal logs,
but there is no reference to his leaving Voyager.
I guess he was in too big a hurry to leave a note.
The coil scanner was right here.
He must have taken it with him.
Then I guess it's pretty clear he's going after Seska.
Looks like that.
You were working with him, Lieutenant.
Did he say anything to you?
Just that he felt responsible
for Seska, and was determined to stop her,
but I never thought he would try to do this alone.
How big a head start does he have?
Approximately three hours.
Janeway to Conn.
Paris here, Captain.
Lay in a pursuit course
for Commander Chakotay's shuttlecraft, maximum impulse.
Acknowledged.
And Mr. Tuvok, I want a complete review
of all security protocols on this ship by 2200 hours.
Aye, Captain.
You said the Relora would join us.
I should never have listened to you.
I was wrong. I'm sorry.
Kazon sects do not help one another.
Don't be so sure about that.
What did you do
to the two men who refused your offer?
I killed them.
Yes, and by doing that, you sent a message.
"The Kazon-Nistrim are powerful again.
"First Maje Jal Culluh has technology
"that no other sect possesses.
Join with him or suffer the consequences."
Maybe the mistake was to approach the Relora.
They're already strong.
But the transporter may be enough
to convince the Hobii to join me,
and perhaps the Mostral.
Yes,
and with a few more ships, you can defeat Voyager.
And when you have the rest of their technology,
the other sects will have no choice
but to fall into line.
That's why I sent a subspace message
to the Mostral the Hobii and the Oglamar.
You did what?
I told them about the transporter.
Asked them to help us take Voyager.
You have gone too far.
I sent the messages in your name.
I am the leader of this sect.
You are only a woman.
I'm sorry, Culluh.
You will address me as Maje!
Yes... Maje.
Please...
forgive me.
So...
how did the other sects respond to my request?
They're on their way to join us.
I could do what no one has done
since Jal Sankur united the sects
to overthrow the Trabe.
Yes, Maje.
I could have hundreds of ships
and thousands of soldiers under my command.
Yes, Maje.
I could be the most powerful Kazon in the Quadrant.
Yes, Maje.
Come in.
Do you have a minute, Captain?
It's about Chakotay.
That's not exactly my favorite subject
right now, Lieutenant.
Well, I thought that maybe I could explain...
Explain what? Why my First Officer
publicly defied my authority
by commandeering a shuttle without permission?
I know it was never his intention to defy you.
He respects your authority.
But...?
But he's a very proud man,
and he's been...
embarrassed by Seska.
What Seska did, she did to all of us.
Frankly, I find it
more than a little self-indulgent of Chakotay
to assume this is all about him.
He never said it to me directly, but...
I think he was in love with her,
and then he found out that everything he knew
about her was a lie.
You said that he publicly defied your authority.
Can you imagine what it must have been like
for someone as private as Chakotay
to be publicly humiliated by someone he loved?
And then, as if that weren't enough,
she came back to taunt him
in front of the entire Bridge crew.
I'm sure it was very painful for him,
but what you're saying is
he's got a personal score to settle.
That's only part of it.
I know Chakotay.
This is his way of taking responsibility.
In his mind, he's trying to protect the rest of us
from a dangerous situation which he created.
Maybe, but that doesn't give him
the privilege of ignoring this ship's chain of command.
I know that.
It's just that...
Chakotay would never tell you any of this himself.
And assuming we get him back in one piece,
you want to make sure
I take his personal feelings into account
before I decide how to discipline him.
I know that you're well within your rights
to throw him into the brig, but...
Well...
Chakotay is lucky to have such a good friend.
I'll tell you what.
Why don't we deal with getting him back
in one piece first.
We can worry about the discipline later.
Thank you.
Computer, when will we enter
the Kazon vessel's scanner range?
Approximately six minutes.
Reduce power to maneuvering thrusters
and life support to five percent.
Cut all power to other systems.
The Mostral should be here in less than 20 hours.
The Hobii in 15.
Come look at this.
Intermittent EM readings?
I don't think so.
Computer, initiate continuous scans
for the transporter oscillator.
Initiating scans.
Those aren't normal fluctuations.
They're energy spikes from maneuvering thrusters.
Probably a shuttle running shadow maneuvers.
He knows our scanners
can't pinpoint energy readings that low.
Who?
Maybe we can resonate
a coherent polaron pulse off his hull.
Get a lock on him that way.
Initiate a continuous stream of pulses
from the lateral deflectors.
Maje?
Come on, Seska.
Where did you hide that module?
There you are.
Open a channel.
To whom?
Just transmit on wide-band subspace.
He'll hear me.
Come on, find it!
Hello, Chakotay.
Very clever maneuvering,
but I'm not about to let you ruin all my hard work.
Deploy a spread of photonic charges
centered on coordinates 124 by 217 --
20 percent nominal yield.
That won't be enough.
We want that shuttle intact.
Got you.
Computer, power the antiproton generator.
Generator ready.
Target a concentrated beam to these coordinates.
Beam targeted.
Initiate!
The generator is off-line.
Great.
Computer, launch the automated message beacon.
Beacon launched.
Now take the inertial dampers off-line.
He's lost control of the shuttle.
We have him.
Lock the towing emitter onto his vessel
and bring him into the main hangar.
Culluh calling Seska.
This is Seska.
He's not here.
He must have transported aboard.
Find him!
I'm right here.
Activate the message beacon.
Lovely to see you again.
Captain, I'm detecting a Federation beacon
at bearing 059 mark 72.
This one's definitely ours-- Starfleet issue.
All stop.
The beacon is transmitting an automated message.
It is from Commander Chakotay.
On screen.
...to Voyager.
If this signal has been activated,
it means that I have destroyed
the Nistrim's transporter capabilities.
Captain, I apologize for acting without authorization,
but I ask you not to put the ship or crew
in further jeopardy by attempting to rescue me.
It's unlikely that I'm still alive.
Chakotay to Voyager.
If this signal has been activated...
You can go.
I see the Nistrim take orders from you now.
Let's just say I'm in a position of some influence,
which is fortunate for you.
Culluh wanted to execute you immediately,
but I convinced him that you'd be a valuable prisoner
and that I should be the one to interrogate you.
Lucky me.
Would you like a drink?
The Kazon word for this is "enemy's blood."
It's not exactly fine cognac,
but I've developed a taste for it.
Try some.
No, thanks.
You know, I've got to hand it to you.
I thought all these months answering to Janeway
would have made you soft,
but all you needed was a little slap in the face
to get that Maquis heart of yours beating again.
Here's to old times.
I have no interest in reminiscing with you.
I destroyed the transporter module.
The game's over.
What do I need with a single transporter module
when I've got your shuttle and all its technology
sitting in our hanger?
I think you'll find that technology useless.
I wiped the computer core before I transported.
I should have anticipated that.
So if you're going to have me killed, just do it.
You're still the noble one, aren't you?
Ready to die for your shipmates.
You know, Chakotay,
I may not have the transporter anymore,
but I've got something better.
You.
Maybe that's all I really wanted.
I've missed you.
You can't possibly believe that you and I could still...
Don't flatter yourself.
It was never that good.
You might have been
an interesting diversion now and then,
but I've always been less interested in you
than in the information you could provide me with.
First, you gave me your Maquis secrets
and now I want Voyager's command codes.
If you think I'm going to give you those codes,
you don't know me as well as you think you do.
Maybe not, but for old time's sake,
I'll let you in on a little secret.
There are half a dozen ships from other Kazon sects
on their way here right now.
They're joining us to help take Voyager.
Why are you telling me this?
I'm not a monster.
I still care about Torres and some of the others.
I don't want to see anybody get hurt.
I never did.
I'm touched.
These Kazon aren't as reasonable as you and l.
I'm going to have to use all my influence
to make sure they don't kill you all.
But you've got to give me something to work with.
Voyager's not coming.
I left them explicit instructions
not to follow me.
So you can stop worrying about people getting hurt.
They'll come.
They'd never leave their First Officer
in the hands of the Kazon.
You may not give me the command codes,
but when Culluh gets through with you, you'll wish you had.
The message appears to be authentic, Captain.
We've got to go get him.
Commander Chakotay has expressly requested
that we not attempt to do so.
We don't have to honor that request.
Captain?
If a rescue attempt forces us to engage the Kazon,
there is always a possibility that more
of our technology will fall into their hands.
Kim to the Captain.
I'm picking up several vessels
converging on the Nistrim's location.
My gut tells me
we should go after Chakotay...
but my better judgment, tells me we should
honor his request.
I would never want you to ignore your judgment, Captain,
but let me ask you this.
In your judgment, how would the loss
of our First Officer affect this crew?
What would it do to the morale on this ship?
Maybe this is an instance
when your gut is giving you better advice.
Janeway to Conn.
Paris here.
Resume a course
for Chakotay's shuttle.
Aye, Captain.
I'm losing patience, Federation.
Just tell him what he needs to know.
She's quite a woman, isn't she?
Does she rub your shoulders
and tell you you're the most exciting man
she's ever known?
That's what she used to do for me.
What's the matter?
Didn't she tell you about us?
Stop playing games and give me the command codes.
Flattery, devotion, sex...
I always thought she had a lot to offer a man.
You talk too much, Federation,
but you're not telling me what I need to know.
You're wrong, Culluh.
I'm telling you exactly what you need to know.
She's using you.
I'm the one who's using her.
You've done an even better job on him than you did on me.
You talk to me, not to her.
Then what's she doing here?
Watching you work?!
She used to like to watch me work, too.
I don't believe a word you're saying,
so you can stop trying to distract me now
and start answering questions.
You know one thing I especially liked?
The little mole on her stomach.
I guess you've seen it.
I'm through wasting my strength on you.
Now give me the command codes.
I'll give you something better.
What?
Firsthand information.
Go ahead.
When Seska's through with you...
...she's going to kill you.
He's delirious.
He doesn't know what he's saying.
Give him some time.
I'll be back in one hour.
For his sake, he'd better be more cooperative.
Very clever ploy, Chakotay,
but you know I'm not a killer.
If I were, you'd have been dead a long time ago.
I have located the Nistrim vessel on long-range sensors.
Distance--.4 light-years.
However, they are not alone.
There are now at least six other Kazon ships
in the immediate vicinity.
I didn't think Culluh had that many ships.
They must belong to enemy sects.
That may be so,
but the ships have not powered their weapon systems.
What do you make of it, Neelix?
It's certainly unusual for rival Kazon
sects to congregate peacefully.
Is it possible
the Nistrim have formed an alliance with other sects?
I've never known the Kazon to do anything like that before.
If the Nistrim have added six ships to their force,
it would be tactically unwise to engage them.
Then we'll just have to find a way of getting
Chakotay out of there without picking a fight.
We can transport him out.
We would have to slow down
once within transporter range, giving the Kazon ample time
to open fire.
Not necessarily.
We could beam him out at warp speed
without even slowing down.
The Kazon would never be able to catch us.
That's difficult enough when both ships
are traveling at warp.
The Kazon ship's not even moving.
I can compensate for that.
How?
By synchronizing the transporter's
annular confinement beam to the warp core frequency.
Maybe, but at a relative speed
of two billion kilometers per second,
it's pretty tough to get a lock on somebody.
Ensign Kim is correct.
We would risk scrambling
his transporter signal and killing him.
It would be a direct violation of Starfleet safety protocols.
Do you have a better idea?
Trust me, Captain.
I can do it.
How can you be so sure?
Because I've done it before.
When you are a Maquis,
you don't always have the luxury of following protocols.
Ah!
Jal Surat of the Mostral.
May I present Jal Loran of the Hobii
and Jal Valek of the Oglamar?
We've met before...
in battle.
Please, Jal Surat, sit down.
Today is a day Kazon children will remember for generations.
Today is the day we put aside our differences
and join forces to defeat Voyager.
Today is the day that marks the end
of the supremacy of the Relora and the Ogla
because, after today, we will have the Federation technology
and the other sects will run when they see us.
That's a fine speech, Culluh, but what makes you think
Voyagerwon't use this technology to defeat us?
Because I have Voyager's command codes.
I have heard what you did
to the Relora maje and his companion--
very impressive--
but before I make an enemy of these Federations, I want proof
that you have their command codes.
May I present Commander Chakotay--
Voyager's First Officer.
60 seconds to transporter range, Captain.
Bridge to Torres. Have you located Chakotay?
I'm reading Kazon life signs, but still no Chakotay.
Captain, I must remind you
that we have no direct evidence
the Commander is still alive, or if he is,
that he's still aboard that ship.
I'm not conceding that yet.
Can you give me anything, B'Elanna?
I'm picking up some kind of localized dampening field.
It's blocking our targeting scanners.
Maybe Seska's found a way to hide Chakotay from us.
You may be right.
I've got to reinitialize the targeting scanners
to match the relative phase of the dampening field.
I've found him, Captain.
He's still alive.
Can you get him out of there?
The damping field is disrupting our transporter signal.
I can't get a lock on him.
Red Alert.
Mr. Paris, take us out of warp.
It's Voyager.
Well, Culluh?
What are you waiting for?
Use the command codes to disable them.
Bridge, this is First Maje Culluh.
Lock weapons onto the Federation ship and fire.
Mr. Paris, evasive pattern delta four.
Mr. Tuvok, return fire.
Firing phasers.
Bridge to Torres.
Can you transport Chakotay?
I'm matching the pattern buffer frequency
to the Kazon dampening field.
Make it fast.
I've got a lock.
Initiating transport.
Do you have him, B'Elanna?
I had him for a second,
but they've remodulated the dampening field.
Can you compensate?
I'm trying, but I need more time.
We'll try to hold them off, but we don't have long.
Mr. Tuvok, phasers to maximum.
Let's give them a little distraction.
Why are you allowing them to continue firing?
It's taking longer than I thought
to interface with their systems.
You must order your ships to provide cover.
I hope you know what you're doing.
The other Kazon vessels have opened fire.
Mr. Paris, evasive pattern omega two.
Aye, Captain.
Bridge to Torres.
You're going to have to hurry it up down there.
We can't hold them off much longer.
I'm doing the best I can.
We're losing patience, Culluh.
Where are you going?
To the Bridge.
I might have better luck
interfacing with Voyager's systems from there.
I'll go with you.
You'll stay right here.
Aft shields down to 23 percent, Captain.
Bridge to Torres.
Can you transport Chakotay out or not?
They've put the dampening field on some kind
of randomly fluctuating modulation.
It'll take me at least an hour to match the phase variances.
Shields at 16 percent.
Captain, we must retreat.
Lieutenant, just how localized is that dampening field?
A little more than two meters
in diameter-- just enough to isolate Chakotay. Why?
I think I've got an idea.
I don't think you ever had those command codes.
I think you're a liar.
What does it matter?
If we work together,
we don't need the command codes to beat them.
You're right.
We can beat them,
but we're going to do it without you.
We're taking your ship.
Please stay where you are.
You will find that our transporters
have rendered your weapons useless.
I will make you very sorry for this, Culluh.
Here are the terms, gentlemen.
The safe return of our First Officer and shuttlecraft
in exchange for your freedom.
I presume you will find that an acceptable arrangement.
Captain's Log, Stardate 4921 1.5.
Now that Commander Chakotay has made a full recovery,
I'm faced with the difficult task
of responding to his failure to follow procedure.
Just tell me one thing.
What were you thinking?
About keeping our technology out of Kazon hands.
I thought if I did it on my own,
I could keep the rest of the crew out of danger.
That may be a very noble sentiment,
but it wasn't your decision to make.
Oh, Chakotay...
we've spent the last ten months together on this ship.
I thought we had an understanding.
Why did you choose to ignore procedure?
Seska was my problem--
a problem I felt it was my duty to solve.
So you had a...
personal score to settle.
I thought I was doing the right thing.
Really?
Tell me this.
How do you expect me to keep order
when the First Officer takes it upon himself
to run off like some cowboy because he decides
it's a good idea?
What you did was commendable.
The way you did it was not.
You set a terrible example, and on a personal level,
you've made my job more difficult.
If that's so, I regret it.
I'm putting you on report,
in case that means anything anymore.
It means something to me, Captain.
It means I've let you down
and for that, I'm truly sorry.
Bridge to ready room.
Go ahead, Mr. Tuvok.
I think you and Commander Chakotay
should come in here.
On our way.
I have located an automated message beacon, Captain.
Another one?
It is a message to Commander Chakotay
from Seska.
Would you like Mr. Kim
to put it through to your office?
No, I think I've spent enough time alone with Seska.
Very well.
Put it on screen.
Hello, Chakotay.
Congratulations on your victory.
I look forward to our next meeting.
Oh, and there's something you should know.
While you were unconscious,
I took the liberty of extracting a sample of your DNA.
I impregnated myself with it.
So, I guess more congratulations are in order.
You're going to be a father.