Star Trek: Voyager

Last time on Star Trek: Voyager...

Chakotay, they're going to take your son.

When Culluh saw the baby wasn't his...

Please, Chakotay, help us... not for me, for your son.

I told you to stay out of here.

No!

I have a duty to this crew.

I can't just leave and go looking for the child.

And I'd never consider letting you go

into a Kazon-Nistrim stronghold by yourself.

Captain, if I can get a shuttle through the crossfire,

I can go back

and bring the Talaxians to help us.

We're being boarded through the shuttle bays, Captain.

Stay where you are!

Don't move!

Hold your fire.

Computer, activate medical holographic recall.

Set for 12 hours. Mark.

A fitting end for a people

who would not share their technology.

Let's see if you manage to survive...

without it.

We'll divide the crew into teams.

Each of you will be a team leader.

Make it clear to all your people that we expect to be rescued.

And now, the conclusion.

Let me help you.

No, really, I'm all right.

Don't push yourself.

That goes for everyone.

Perspiring wastes water.

All right, people, follow me.

Let's take it slow.

This is the most defensible location we've seen so far.

The overhang should provide us with shelter,

and the breeze should keep insects away.

All right, let's make camp.

Neelix, look at this.

They almost look constructed.

Maybe the people on this world are cave dwellers.

If that's true,

I'd say this is a "do not disturb" sign.

Wouldn't you?

They look humanoid.

We might be able to use these as tools or weapons.

Gather them up, Mr. Hogan.

Is there a problem?

No, sir.

Do you want all of them?

Waste nothing.

That's one of the first rules of survival.

Neelix, over here!

Hogan!

Computer, repeat stabilizer diagnostic.

Damage has been detected

in the stabilizer acceleration sensors.

I just repaired the acceleration sensors.

Warning. Vessel approaching on intercept course.

Signature.

Kazon patrol vessel.

Damn it, I don't have time for this.

I don't have time for this!

Computer, all stop.

Engage impulse.

Told you, I don't have time for this.

It's all that left of Hogan's uniform, Captain.

We didn't find anything else.

This is my fault.

If I hadn't told Hogan to pick up those bones...

You shouldn't blame yourself, Neelix.

Stop it.

There's no time to worry about blame.

Hogan was a fine officer and a good man.

And our job is to make sure his death

is the last one for a long time.

I will not let this planet destroy my crew.

Kes, see to it that everyone knows

the tunnels are off limits.

I want clear safety protocols established.

Mr. Tuvok, we need weapons.

I have already begun to design

some rudimentary devices, Captain.

What's our food and water status?

I know it sounds grisly,

but I can make solar stills

with the material from this uniform.

We could have water tomorrow.

Do it.

Captain, none of the search teams

were able to find plants of any nutritional value.

Then tell the crew to start turning over rocks.

If anyone balks at eating these,

tell them it's an order from their Captain.

They may be the difference between life and death.

Activate emergency medical holographic program.

Please state the nature of the medical emergency.

Hello, Doctor. Remember me?

How could I forget such an intriguing medical mystery?

A Bajoran crewman with a Cardassian physiology.

A Bajoran crewman with a Cardassian physiology.

How are you, Seska?

I see we have a new passenger.

Doctor, I have to inform you about a change of command.

I'm curious how you'll react.

The Kazon-Nistrim have taken Voyager.

How interesting.

Does your program have any problem with that?

One humanoid is pretty much the same as another

from a holographic point of view.

I'm programmed to provide medical care

to anyone who needs it.

Tell me, is it within your program's

capabilities to lie or be deceptive?

I've learned that a bedside manner

occasionally requires me to...

how shall I put it?

Soft-pedal the truth.

But bald-faced lying, calculated deceit... I don't have

much experience with that sort of thing.

But my program is adaptive.

If you really need me to be deceptive,

I'm sure I could learn.

That's not exactly what I meant.

I think we'll keep you just as you are.

As you wish.

Your baby's in good health.

Oh, you don't know how primitive Kazon medicine is.

I'm sure Chakotay would be glad to know

you're looking after his son.

Chakotay's son?

That isn't Chakotay's son.

But you're wrong, Doctor.

I impregnated myself with his DNA.

That may have been your intention...

but it certainly wasn't the result.

Here.

See for yourself.

Your child has Cardassian DNA strands here

and Kazon DNA here.

Human DNA has a significantly different nucleotide sequence.

But I was so certain. He looks...

He's the first offspring of a Cardassian and a Kazon.

We have no frame of reference

by which to judge his initial appearance.

Perhaps he will develop more Kazon features

as he matures.

Maje Culluh will be so pleased.

End medical holographic program.

Medical Log, Stardate 50032.7.

I have determined that Commander Chakotay

is not the father of Seska's child.

I only wish there was some way to inform him.

What am I supposed to do...

lead a revolt with the gang from Sandrine's?

Conjure up holograms of Nathan Hale and Che Guevara?

I'm a Doctor, not a counterinsurgent.

Get ahold of yourself.

You're not just a hologram.

You're a Starfleet hologram.

Maybe...

maybe I could access a tactical database...

teach myself guerrilla warfare.

But that would take time.

Computer, what is the crew complement?

There are 89 Kazon...

Eighty-nine...

and one Betazoid on board.

What did you say? Betazoid?

There is one Betazoid on board.

Where? Who?

Please restate a single question.

Who is it?

Crewman Lon Suder.

Suder?

Where is he?

Between Decks 8 and 9.

Doctor to Suder.

Yes.

Yes, Doctor, I hear you.

The ship has been taken over by the Kazon-Nistrim.

I know. I've been hiding.

Can you make it to Sick Bay?

I think so.

Computer, emergency medical priority 1-14.

Delete the signature of Mr. Suder's com badge

from the system.

There is to be no record of his being on board.

Huddle together in groups.

That'll preserve body heat.

This is no time to be shy.

Tuvok...

Captain, how do you like your eggs?

We found a nest about two kilometers away.

And that's not all...

cucumbers, or something like them.

There are vines full of them two hours from here.

Take them to Neelix

and tell him to hold off on the beetle stew,

at least for the time being.