Star Trek: Voyager (1995–2001): Season 1, Episode 3 - Time and Again - full transcript

She's out of her mind!

- Explain what happened.
- She hit me!

Your nose is broken in three places.
I'll need to reset it. Try not to move.

We were having a disagreement.

She wanted to realign the lateral
plasma conduit. I said it would overload.

As usual, she wouldn't listen.

So I told her to step aside
and let me handle it.

She pushed me away. I pushed back.

Then I was on the deck
with blood pouring down my face.

- Then what happened?
- She said, "Sorry. Go to sickbay.”

At least she gave you
some good advice. Now, hold still.



I'll take care of this.

Keep that woman out of my
engine room and everything will be fine!

- Where is Ms Torres?
- Her quarters.

Put her in the brig
until formal charges are filed.

Formal charges? Come on.
We're 75 years from the nearest court.

The Captain has the authority
to try Ms Torres here on the ship.

- I'd like to settle this on my own.
- She struck a fellow officer.

She's a Maquis. Sometimes you have
to push people to get things done.

She is no longer in the Maquis. And
with all due respect, neither are you.

Allowing her to get away with this sets
a bad example for the rest of the crew.

It looks like
you're favouring the Maquis.

I don't have to explain myself to you.

I'll deal with B'Elanna, then I'll inform
the Captain. Drop this matter.

- That's an order.
- I will yield my authority to you.



However,
I will make a full security report.

You do that.

We heard what happened.
What will they do with B'Elanna?

I don't know yet.

We heard she'll be
in the brig for two months

and that all Maquis
will be restricted to quarters.

Not true.

If things do get out of hand,
we're ready to back you.

Meaning?

If you take control,
you have our support.

If I hear talk like that again,
I'll throw you in the brig for mutiny.

Here. It's the medical report
on Lieutenant Carey.

- He's an idiot! When I tell you...
- I don't want to hear it!

The impact fractures
along his cranium were pretty severe.

If you'd hit him harder,
you'd have driven bones into his brain.

I didn't hit him that hard.

So a Vulcan wants to court martial you

and the Maquis are ready
to seize this ship over this.

You've turned this
into one lousy day for me, Torres.

- How long do I have to stay in here?
- 75 years.

I've never found your twisted
sense of humour very funny.

Or you could go back to work
if you apologise...

- Apologise?! He...
- Not just a simple apology.

A personal one, over a hot cup
of pejuta. Bond with the man.

- I won't bond with him.
- You'll need people like him.

- I don't need anybody.
- You will if you're chief engineer.

This is not an example
of my "twisted" sense of humour.

- But Carey is next in line.
- You're a better engineer.

What does the Captain have to say?

She hasn't said a word...
because I haven't told her yet.

Captain's log, stardate 48439.7.

As we head back
to the Alpha Quadrant,

we're conducting
"routine” maintenance.

Routine, that is,
if we had access to a starbase.

Engine efficiency is down another 14%.

If we don't get more power
we'll have to push.

What about alternative energy sources?

Have you got any power
from the holodecks?

Not yet. We hooked them to the power
grid and blew out half the relays.

The holodeck's energy matrix
isn't compatible.

If we relocate
all security personnel to deck 7,

we can reroute power to propulsion.

That would be inconvenient,
but acceptable.

Fine. Now let's move on to
the personnel situation. We still have...

Sorry we're late, but I wasn't informed
there was a meeting this morning.

There don't seem to be enough chairs.

This is a briefing for the senior officers.

I see. Well, I...

I am the senior Talaxian on board.

Kes is the senior Ocampa.

And I know more about this region
than any other member of the crew.

We have some excellent suggestions.

Very well.
You're welcome to join us. This time.

Here you are.

We could use some
excellent suggestions.

You could convert a deck
into a hydroponics bay

to grow your own food.

I understand that the emergency rations
won't hold out much longer.

What about cargo bay 27 It already has
adjustable environmental controls.

- When can you start?
- Me?

It's your idea. It's your project.

Right away.

I can do some wonderful things
with vegetables.

My feragoit goulash
is known across twelve star systems.

OK. The personnel situation.

We've found a transporter chief,

but we need an astrogation plotter,
a chief engineer, medical support...

Several Maquis crew members
would make good officers.

B'Elanna Torres? She was the one
involved in that incident with Mr Carey.

That's right.

- What do you think she's suited for?
- Chief engineer.

- You're serious?
- Very.

Regarding sickbay,
we still need a chief medical officer.

What about that electronic man
in sickbay?

An Emergency Medical Hologram's
abilities are limited.

It can only operate within sickbay.

Not to mention
its lousy bedside manner.

- Someone should be a field medic.
- Good idea.

Lieutenant, you studied
biochemistry at the Academy.

- Only two semesters.
- Close enough.

You're a field medic. Report to sickbay
when we finish here.

- But Captain...
- Stations, everyone!

We're running into spatial distortions.

There's a disturbance
in the space-time continuum

20,000 kilometres off the port bow.

All stop.

On screen.

Gravimetric flux density is over 2,000%.

If I'm right, we're looking at
a type-4 quantum singularity.

I am receiving an audio transmission
from within the singularity.

On speakers.

I think I've found the source.

- Does it look like any ship you know?
- No. Nothing I recognise.

But then it's so hard to make out.

They may be trapped
in the event horizon. Open a channel.

This is Captain Kathryn Janeway to
the vessel near the quantum singularity.

- Do you need help?
- Event horizon?

A singularity is a star
that's collapsed in on itself.

The event horizon is a very powerful
energy field surrounding it.

Once on a particularly dangerous trade
mission to the twin stars of Keloda,

I was almost trapped inside...

- No response.
- Can we tractor the vessel out?

No. The interference is too heavy.

Captain, we're less
than three light years from llidaria.

They might be able to help and
they're quite friendly... most of the time.

No. It's being pulled in
toward the singularity.

We must get it out
of the event horizon.

Bridge to Torres.
How can we get that ship out?

We could remodulate a tractor beam
to match the interference.

- It might cut through the event horizon.
- A subspace tractor beam.

- When can you have it ready?
- Three hours.

- Use as many people as you need.
- Mr Carey, what do you think?

It might work but we'll need more power
to the emitter array.

You're in charge, Mr Carey.
Report when the tractor beam is ready.

Aye, Captain.

Mr Paris? Hold our position here.

I'd like to see you in private.

We have a problem
and it's time we discuss it.

I appreciate
your concerns about Torres...

Commander, this isn't about Torres.
My problem is with you.

- Me?
- Let me be blunt.

- What you just did was out of line.
- In what way?

- When you called Torres in engineering.
- I know what she's capable of.

- I knew she could give us an answer.
- Carey is the senior officer.

Then none of my people
will ever have seniority.

That's the problem.
They're not your people.

You treat the Maquis like your crew.

I'm trying to integrate them,
but you're not making it easy for me.

I can't make it easy. They don't have
the discipline or the training.

But some of them have the ability.

The Starfleet officers
have earned their commissions.

How can I ask them to accept
a Maquis as their superior officer?

- You're asking them to accept me.
- You're qualified.

You're a graduate of the Academy
and you have Starfleet experience.

- Permission to speak freely.
- Go ahead.

I won't be your token Maquis officer.

I'll consider another qualified Maquis.

- B'Elanna Torres.
- She could not finish the Academy.

She could teach at the Academy.

You're right.
I do consider these my people.

Nobody else will look out for them.

Give them more authority
if you want their loyalty.

Theirs or yours, Commander?

I'm trying to help you.
I'm sorry you don't see that.

I recommend you get to know Torres
before you choose a chief engineer.

- Permission to leave.
- Dismissed.

Computer, activate
the Emergency Medical Hologram.

State the nature of the emergency.

There is no emergency.
I'm creating a hydroponics bay.

I hear you can provide
nitrogenated soil.

- That's it?
- I'm sorry. If...

So it begins. The trivia of medicine
is my domain now.

Every runny nose, stubbed toe, pimple
on a cheek becomes my responsibility.

- You are our only doctor.
- I am not just a doctor.

I have information
from 2,000 medical reference sources

and the experience
of 47 individual medical officers.

I am the embodiment
of modern medicine.

- How much dirt do you need?
- Four samples will be enough.

Now I know how Hippocrates felt when
the king needed him to trim a hangnail.

You're very sensitive, aren't you?

As a medical practitioner,
I require a certain sensitivity

to properly address a patient.

I'm talking about you as a person.

I am merely a hologram.

Has your appearance
been altered since I came to sickbay?

No. Why?

When I came in, your head
was the height of this cabinet.

But now you look
at least ten centimetres shorter.

I've just run a diagnostic
on my imaging processor.

It shows that I've been reduced
in height by 10.4 centimetres.

- Sickbay to operations.
- This is Kim.

My holographic projector is
malfunctioning. I need a repair crew.

We'll get to it as soon as we can.

- It's just that...
- Kim out.

Well. Seems like a very busy day
in operations.

- I'm sorry I bothered you.
- No trouble.

- Just turn off the program.
- What's your name?

What purpose would
a name serve a hologram?

I'd just like to know
what to call you besides "Doctor".

They never thought
I'd be around long enough to need one.

- What's your name?
- Kes.

Kes. I'm glad I could help you today.

Computer, end program.

Carey to bridge. The subspace
tractor beam is ready to go.

- Acknowledged. Lock onto that ship.
- Engaging tractor beam.

It's working. Beam is penetrating
the event horizon.

Engineering,
I'm showing power fluctuations.

Damn it! The new relays aren't holding.

We're being pulled
toward the singularity.

Power to the tractor beam is down
80%. The singularity is pulling us in!

Full reverse!
Disengage the tractor beam.

I can't! The emitter relays are locked.

If we keep engines at full reverse
we'll pull the ship apart.

- Cut the engines.
- We're moving forward.

Get that tractor beam off-line.

I can shut it down but I'll have to get in
and cut the main power feed.

Do it.

- Tractor beam disengaged.
- Move us to a safe distance, Mr Paris.

- Are we abandoning the rescue?
- No, but we need some help.

Lay in a course for the llidaria system.
Have Mr Neelix report to the bridge.

We're going to follow
his suggestion after all.

Come in.

- You asked to see me, Captain?
- Have a seat.

I have personally gone over every
emitter relay and refitted four of them.

No one blames you. Commander
Chakotay thinks very highly of you.

He's recommended you
for chief engineer.

Well, we've been through
a few scrapes together.

- Do you think you're ready?
- Ready?

Ready to be chief engineer
on a starship.

I know my way around an engine room
if that's what you mean.

It's part of what I mean.

There's also the matter of your ability
to command others.

I'm not sure I'd be doing you a favour
by putting you in charge.

There would be a lot of hard feelings
toward you.

I'm not bothered
by what people think of me.

The job requires knowledge of
Starfleet protocol and methodologies.

If you don't think
I'm right for this job, just say so.

I'll be honest.

I'm not sure whether you are or not.
I wanted to get to know you better.

- I've studied your Academy record.
- Where did you get that?

Thanks to Tuvok, we had the names
of your crew by the time we left DS9.

Four disciplinary hearings,
one suspension...

- You had a turbulent couple of years.
- You could say that.

- What was the problem?
- The problem?

- The system didn't let anyone breathe.
- We work under that same system.

Then maybe this is just a bad idea.

Why did you quit the Academy,
B'Elanna?

I didn't want to have anything to do with
Starfleet. I'm sorry that I have to now.

- Sickbay to Captain Janeway.
- Yes, Doctor?

Please activate your Emergency
Medical Holograph channel.

Of course.

I'm getting a distorted transmission.

No. In fact, that is how I appear
at present. I'm shrinking.

A malfunction in my imaging system
has been reducing my height.

I've been waiting all day for repairs.
But that is not what I'm calling about.

Nine crew members
have reported unusual symptoms -

severe headaches, muscle spasms
and waves of dizziness.

It could be related
to the quantum singularity.

Quantum singularity?

It was sending out
strong spatial distortions.

They might have affected the crew.
And you.

If we were in the vicinity of a quantum
singularity I should have been informed.

You're right. I'll look into linking
your program into the ship's data.

Hello? Captain? Hello?

- Report.
- There's more spatial distortions.

- There's a disturbance off the port bow.
- On screen.

- Mr Tuvok?
- It is another quantum singularity.

Dimensions are identical
to the one we encountered earlier.

Captain, we've returned
to our previous coordinates.

This isn't another singularity.
It's the same one.

Check the logs. Confirm our position.

They show we've travelled
1.4 light years,

but the star chart confirms
we're back where we started.

- Doesn't make sense.
- They can't both be right.

We're still at the singularity
or we're not.

I tend to believe
that the external sensors are correct.

There's something wrong
with the warp drive and the logs.

Lay in a course away from the
singularity, this time at maximum warp.

Ensign Kim, verify that we're moving
away from the singularity. Engage.

Distance from the singularity
is ten million kilometres.

Warp engines holding steady.
All systems report normal.

Eleven million.

Twelve million.

I don't get it. Have we altered course?

No. We're still steady
on 310, mark 215.

Then something's wrong.
It's ahead of us again.

Confirmed.
We're back at the same coordinates.

All stop.

Transfer all the data
on spatial distortions to my ready room.

I'm going to begin my own analysis.
Run complete system diagnostics.

I want a report
from all senior officers at 1500 hours.

- Who will represent engineering?
- Lieutenant Carey.

You should invite B'Elanna, unless
you've removed her from consideration.

Fine.

The Captain wants you to attend
the staff meeting this afternoon.

I'll give you a full report
on what happens.

I'll be there, too. I'm the senior officer
and I speak for engineering.

Try not to speak
unless someone asks you a question.

1500 hours, deck 1. Don't be late.

You should have broken
more than his nose.

There's no sign of any trouble.

- The navigational array?
- I'll have the results in an hour.

I hear there's been trouble
in engineering.

- The altercation has been resolved.
- That's not what I hear.

I hear the Maquis and Starfleet people
are at each other's throats.

I am amazed
by the human capacity for hyperbole.

The situation
may be characterised as tense,

but one can't say
they are about to become violent.

I hope you're right.
Things are bad enough without...

- Are you all right?
- I just have this headache and...

- I'd better get you to sickbay.
- Dizzy. Can't...

Can't focus.

27 crew members
have reported the symptoms.

And yet I couldn't find anything wrong.

I have no diagnosis,
no prognosis, no treatment.

I'll contact you when I can contribute.

And by the way,
I am now 68 centimetres shorter.

I'd like someone to repair my projectors

before I have trouble
reaching my patients.

I finished my study
of the spatial distortions.

I can give you a long, boring analysis.
I don't know what's going on.

The readings are confused.
None of it makes sense.

- Anything more constructive?
- Diagnostics have revealed nothing.

I sent out a tachyon signal
but all I got back was static.

B'Elanna, do you think you can work
with Mr Carey to clean up that signal?

- Yes.
- Good.

But it won't work.

I mean, it was a good idea to try it
but it won't work.

You have another idea?

About the problem with
the Doctor's holographic projectors...

The distortions might be interfering
with their phase alignment.

That was my guess.

I could screen out those distortions
by setting up a damping field.

Is our priority here
the Medical Holograph system?

If the distortions are also interfering
with the transmission from the other ship...

We could set up a field around our
sensors and communicate with them.

Exactly.
And they may know what's going on.

Let's give it a try. Dismissed.

Emitters on-line. I'm rerouting the
damping field through the deflector grid.

Open a channel to the other ship.

Ramping up field intensity.

It's working.
We're cutting through the distortions.

...to the vessel near...

Remodulate the EM band.
See if you can clear it up more.

Compensating for aperture distortion.

This is Captain Kathryn Janeway to
the vessel near the quantum singularity.

Do you need help?

That's your hail.

I'm applying the damping field
to our visual scanners.

It's the Voyager. It's us.

- Sensors confirm it's definitely Voyager.
- I've been hailing the ship. No response.

You won't get a response.
I sent that message out nine hours ago.

- Could we have travelled back in time?
- No, that's not it.

I think I have an explanation.

Think of it like this.

You're sitting at the bottom of a pond,
which is frozen over.

You look up at the surface
and see a reflection of yourself.

You might think you're looking at
another person looking back at you.

We're staring at the surface of
the event horizon and seeing ourselves.

We're the ones trapped
in the singularity?

- Yes.
- You're right.

It explains everything that's happened.

We've been in this singularity
since we felt the first jolt.

Let me get this straight.

We were cruising along, then we pick
up a distress call and investigate.

But the other ship
is actually just a reflection of us

and the distress call is actually
just the Captain's opening hail.

But we picked up the distress call
before she sent the hail.

How could we see a reflection
of something we hadn't even done yet?

- Am I making any sense here?
- No, but that's OK.

One of the more difficult concepts to
grasp is that effect can precede cause.

A reaction can be observed
before the action which initiated it.

- So what do we do to get out?
- I'm not sure.

But I do know one thing - that
the spatial distortions are increasing.

Within nine hours, they'll crush the ship.

If your analogy's correct,
how do we get through that ice?

- Look for a crack.
- Or make one.

- Smack something into the ice.
- We've already made a crack.

- When we first entered.
- We could slip out the way we came in.

We'd be looking for
a subspace instability.

What would make it show up
on our sensors? Warp particles.

We might be able to see them escaping
through the rupture we made.

Take the main deflector off-line.

Reroute the plasma flow to the main
deflector to generate a warp field.

- Deflectors off-line.
- Initialising plasma flow.

Release the warp particles.

- Scanning the singularity.
- Anything?

Not yet. Warp particles at full intensity.

I'm picking up something.
A slight irregularity.

It could be a rupture
in the event horizon.

Put it on screen.

It is a rupture, Captain.
It's 15 metres by ten metres.

It's too small. It must have collapsed.

We found the crack.
Now, how do we make it bigger?

Force it open.
We could try a dekyon beam.

All right, a dekyon beam.
Mr Paris, bring us closer.

If we get too close to the rupture
we might make it collapse further.

- Can we emit a beam from here?
- It's 50 million kilometres away.

- We don't have enough power.
- We'll have to take a shuttlecraft.

You'll need the best pilot you've got.
That'll be me.

Getting there is the easy part.

We need someone
who knows temporal mechanics.

I don't think that's you.

B'Elanna, you're with me.
The bridge is yours, Commander.

- We've cleared Voyager.
- Shields at full strength.

We'll reach the rupture in four minutes.
Get that dekyon beam on-line.

Remodulating emitters.

Captain, I want to apologise

for losing my temper
in your ready room.

I think maybe you were hitting
a little bit too close to home.

I respect Chakotay but he's wrong. I'm
not officer material and we both know it.

The truth is, I quit the Academy

because I realised
I couldn't make it in Starfleet.

And believe me,
no one was sorry to see me go.

- Professor Chapman was.
- What?

He put a letter in your permanent file,

saying if you reapplied,
he would support you.

He thought you were one of the most
promising cadets he'd ever taught.

I fought with him almost every day.

I was always questioning
his methods, his assumptions,

and he was always slapping me down
like some kid.

I thought he'd help me pack my bags.

Some professors like students
who challenge their assumptions.

And so do some captains.
Professor Chapman wasn't alone.

Many of your teachers thought
you'd be an outstanding officer.

You had more friends at the Academy
than you realised.

We're 15 kilometres from the rupture.
Charge the dekyon beam.

Dekyon beam on-line.

- Shields down to 62%.
- Increase speed.

We have to get to that rupture
before we're torn apart.

All right. Let's open
this hole in the ice a little wider.

Initiate the dekyon beam.

They've widened the rupture by 35%.

They'll have to widen it twice that much.

Hold our position! Mr Tuvok, report.

The spatial distortions are increasing.

We've widened the opening by 65%.
I'd like another five.

We're losing power. I don't think
we're going to get any more.

Let's get back to Voyager.

The shuttle is returning.
They've been damaged.

Their com system's down.
I am unable to raise them.

The rupture's 120 metres in diameter.

That leaves us two metres clearance,
either side.

Mr Paris, as soon as
we've recovered the shuttlecraft,

lay in a course toward the rupture
and take us out.

This is a problem.

One of them is a temporal reflection,
but which one?

I'm getting identical
readings from both.

The rupture is collapsing. Voyager
must get through it in five minutes.

So we have one chance
to pick the correct ship.

Simple choice. Port or starboard?

- Starboard.
- Port.

The port ship is closer to the rupture.

That means they're holding position
as close as they can to the rupture,

waiting for us to dock.

No. It's facing the wrong direction. The
Starboard ship is facing away from us.

They're giving us easy access.

There has to be some way
to tell them apart.

The starboard ship's thrusters
are at standby.

The port ship is moving to the rupture.

Then I was right. It's the port ship.

Voyager moved toward the rupture
when we first discovered it.

So the port ship
is moving toward it now.

It's a reflection of what we did before.

The starboard ship's the real one.
They're waiting for us.

If you're wrong...

we'll have a long time to debate it.

- We're ready to dock.
- All right. Cut the thrusters.

Let's see what happens.

Feels like a real ship to me.
Let's get back to the bridge.

- Report.
- We're almost to the rupture.

Mr Paris is about to impress us.

- The rupture's down to 110 metres.
- We're not going to make it.

They say that manoeuvering
a starship is a very delicate process.

But over the years
I've learned that sometimes...

you just have
to punch your way through.

Mr Paris, full impulse power.

Shields are down.

- I'm losing power to the engine.
- Switching to auxiliary power.

- Hull integrity failing.
- Keep it together, Mr Paris.

We've cleared the event horizon.
We've returned to normal space.

"Sometimes you
just have to punch your way through."

I'll have to remember that one.

I want to be 100 million kilometres from
the singularity before we begin repairs.

There they are. Your staff.

I'll try not to break any of their noses.

The Captain wants the warp drive
back on-line by 1300 hours.

- 13007 That's impossible.
- Then go break a few noses.

Or at least bend a few.

Lieutenant.

All right. Get that isolinear bank
up and running.

And lock down those plasma relays.

Please.

I'm gonna be counting on you,
Lieutenant.

I'm not up-to-date
on the latest Starfleet protocols

and you're probably more familiar with
the quirks of this warp engine than I am.

I hope that I can depend on you.

I assure you,
you'll never get less than my best.

Lieutenant.

Congratulations. Welcome aboard.

Are you checking up
on your new chief engineer?

- Observing.
- And?

Two crew members have
filed complaints about her promotion

and she may be in for
a tough period of adjustment.

But B'Elanna's going to make
a fine addition to this crew.

Our crew.

Can I ask you a question,
off the record?

If we were on the Maquis ship now
instead of Voyager,

would you have served under me?

One of the nice things
about being Captain

is that you can keep
some things to yourself.

- Sickbay to Captain Janeway.
- Go ahead.

Is someone ever going to fix
my holographic projectors?

We're busy but I'll send a crew
as soon as I can.

I would appreciate
a certain expediency in the matter.

I'm sorry but you'll have to
take care of it yourself.

It's all right. It's
just a scratch, really.

You know, I like you better this way.