| Tu: |
The Data processing system's behind this wall, Captain.
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| Ja: |
You know what to do.
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| Ca: |
Ha, ha, ha. Well, you are nothing if not persistent.
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| Ja: |
We need you to send us back where we came from.
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| Ca: |
That isn't possible. Huh. I barely enough strength to complete my
work.
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| Ja: |
You're sealing the conduits before you die.
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| Ca: |
Oh, if I don't, the Kason will steal the water. But in a few years
when Ocampa's energy runs out, it won't matter. They will be forced to
come to the surface, and they won't be able to survive.
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| Ja: |
Something you did turned their planet into a desert, didn't it? That
was the debt that could never be repaid.
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| Ca: |
Huh. We're explorers from another galaxy. But we had no idea that
our technology would be so destructive to their atmosphere. Oh, two,
two of us were chosen to stay behind and care for them.
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| Ja: |
There's another like you here?
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| Ca: |
Oh. Ha, ha. Not any more. Oh, no. She, she went off to look for more
interesting places.
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| Ja: |
Why were you bringing ships here, infecting people with the fetal
illness?
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| Ca: |
Oh, they, they didn't die of an illness. They died because they were
incompatible.
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| Ja: |
Incompatible?
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| Ca: |
I've been searching the galaxy for a compatible biomolecular
pattern. Now in some individuals I found cellular structure that were
similar, but I...
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| Ja: |
You've been trying to procreate.
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| Ca: |
I needed someone to replace me, someone who understand the enormous
responsibility of caring for the Ocampa. Only my offspring could do
that.
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| Ja: |
Did you ever consider allowing the Ocampa to care for themselves?
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| Ca: |
Ho, ho. Ha, ha. They are children.
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| Ja: |
Chidren have to grow up. We are explorers, too. Most of the species
we've encountered overcome all kinds of adversities without the Caretaker.
It's the challenge of surviving on their own that helps them to evolve.
Maybe your children will do better than you think.
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| Ch: |
Their weapon's array has been hit. They are in trouble.
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| B': |
Neither of us has enough fire power to stop that ship.
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| Ch: |
I'm setting the collision course. But the guidance system is
disabled. I'll have to pilot the ship manually. Get the crew ready
to beam to Voyager. And drop the shields for transport. Paris, my
crew's coming over. Tell one of your crackerjack Starfleet
transporter chiefs to keep a lock on me. I'm going to try to take
some heat off your tail.
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| Pa: |
Acknowledged. But, don't think for a second this makes us even,
Chakotay. Your life's still mine. Paris out.
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| Ro: |
I'm holding a lock on him, sir. But he's getting too close.
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| Pa: |
I'm getting you out of there, Chakotay.
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| Ch: |
Not yet.
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| Pa: |
You are breaking up. Stand by to transport.
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| Ch: |
Wait!
Nooooow!
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