Star Trek: Voyager (1995–2001): Season 4, Episode 22 - Unforgettable - full transcript

An alien woman requests asylum aboard Voyager, stating she has been aboard recently and she and Chakotay fell in love. She claims her race wants to keep themselves concealed from other ...

Seven suggested a series of
modifications to the Bussard collectors.

I didn't realise
the extent of them until afterwards.

Not that there was anything wrong
with them...

In a nutshell.

I can't tell how full the collectors are
until I realign my sensors with Seven's.

Next time,
work closer with her from the start.

Closer? Right.

So, you're going to realign your sensors
with Seven's?

- Sounds like fun.
- Very funny.

What was that?

- Feedback from Seven's modifications?
- Negative.



- Report.
- I am picking up proton surges.

The first was off the port beam,
the second two off the starboard bow.

There's nothing out there.

It's getting closer.

Red Alert.
Janeway to astrometrics.

Use the astrometric sensors
to scan for the disturbance.

I'm detecting close-range weapons fire.

- Two cloaked ships engaged in battle.
- With us in the middle.

- Evasive manoeuvres.
- One of the ships is exploding.

There is one lifesign
aboard that vessel.

- It is no longer on our sensors.
- We're being hailed.

- Let's hear it.
- Chakotay, I need your help.

Chakotay, are you reading me?

Please answer.



This is Chakotay. Who are you?

Anyone on Voyager,

if you can hear me, I need help.

There's been an explosion.

Life-support is off-line.

Beam her directly to sickbay.

I've lost her. Trying again.

I get a lock, then it drops out.

If we can get an away team over there,

we could tractor her ship in.

Let's find out what's going on.

Environmental systems don't function,

oxygen levels are dangerously low.

Try to get life support on-line.

No lifesigns.

See if you can stabilise the hull.

I'll look for the pilot.

Hello?

- Can you hear me?
- Chakotay, is it you?

Yes. I'm going to get
this bulkhead off you.

But the beam will fall.

I'm going to pry that bulkhead off you.

When I say now, roll out of there
like your life depended on it.

- Ready?
- Yes.

Now!

- I knew you'd come.
- Do I know you?

Chakotay to Voyager.
Two to beam directly to sickbay.

- How is she?
- I'm not certain.

The readings won't stay in the database.

Luckily, I'm a master of visual diagnosis.
She has a compound fracture.

Nothing life-threatening.

- Did you find out how she knows you?
- Not yet.

I can't.

She's coming around.

Don't be frightened.
You're quite safe here.

Captain. Please, I need asylum.

You must let me stay on your ship.
They'll be coming after me.

Slow down a minute.
I have a few questions first.

Who are you?
And how do you know my first officer?

It's a complicated story.

I'm not sure... quite how to begin.

But if you don't give me asylum,
they're going to take me back.

And I don't want to go.

We won't turn you over to anyone
without knowing the whole story.

Thank you.

Chakotay.

Stay with her.

She seems to trust you. Maybe you can
find out what this is about.

- I hope so.
- Keep me informed.

Once I've repaired the fracture,
she'll need bed rest.

- Will you stay with me?
- Of course.

Then I'll be fine.

That should do it.

I'd ask you to monitor her vital signs,
but they aren't registering.

I have inoculation records to catalogue.
I'll get to it.

- Is he gone?
- Yes.

- Then we're alone.
- In a manner of speaking.

- Can you clear up a few things now??
- I'll try.

It's complicated.

You see, we've met before.

- If that were true, I'm sure I'd remember.
- No, you wouldn't.

You couldn't.

The memories of my people

can't be held
in the minds of other races.

When we encounter others,
which we do infrequently,

they remember us for a few hours,
but then the memories fade away.

We're completely forgotten
by the next day.

Is this done through technology?
Telepathy?

It's a factor of our biology.
Our bodies produce a pheromone

which blocks the long-term
memory engrams of others.

Is that why the tricorder can't scan you?
Why we couldn't get a lock?

- We're impervious to such devices.
- Your ships are cloaked as well.

When you live a covert existence,
you develop technology to enhance it.

- But you say we've met before.
- About a month ago.

I spent several weeks here.

- Several weeks?
- You and I worked closely together.

You helped me a great deal.
Then I left,

knowing that you would forget
everything about me.

Then why did you come back?
Why ask us for asylum?

I know you want everything in a nutshell,

but I have to tell you the whole story
before it will make sense.

I'm listening.

I came back

because I fell in love with you.

She's from Ramura,

a closed society that won't tolerate
anybody trying to leave.

She was disenchanted and wanted out.
They're trying to bring her back.

But she claims
she was on Voyager before this?

About a month ago.
She says she's a tracer,

a bounty hunter who tracks down people
who leave their world.

- She found a runaway on Voyager.
- She was here but nobody remembers?

We have to find a way
to verify her story.

Her ship uses a sophisticated
polarisation technique

that causes our scans to pass through it.
She could have been shadowing us.

And learnt enough about us
to convince us she's been here before.

But why go to that trouble?

And what about the battle
with that other ship?

She put herself in danger. It would have
been easier to ask for asylum.

But we have to make sure
she doesn't have some hidden agenda.

If she was here,
there should be evidence of it.

She said a computer virus was planted
to wipe references to her being here,

but I have to believe we can turn up
some evidence of tampering.

Do the same with her ship.
See if the logs support what she says.

Gentlemen.

I agree we should take precautions,
but you seem very suspicious of her.

I want to make sure
we're not being manipulated.

If we grant her asylum,
we'll have to protect her.

We should find out
if she's telling the truth.

- I'd appreciate your thoughts on that.
- Aye, Captain.

I have downloaded
the navigational logs from your vessel.

Compare them with your own logs.

Display Voyager's route
toward the Alpha Quadrant.

Now overlay my route.

Our ships travelled together
for at least two weeks.

- You could have falsified your logs.
- There's no proof you came aboard.

That's what I always liked about you two.
Such unyielding logic.

Run a diagnostic on my logs.
You'll find they haven't been altered.

How's it going?

Her story seems legitimate,
but there are further steps to take.

I thought you might like to get
something to eat.

- I was quite fond of Neelix's food.
- That's hard to believe.

The commander's face became flushed
as he spoke. What does that signify?

I'd rather not engage in speculation.
It is a dangerous pastime.

I think our guest will enjoy this.

Fried soy meal, buttered carrots
and a delightful almond pudding.

- Sounds wonderful.
- Very nice. Thanks, Neelix.

- You were very diplomatic.
- Why do you say that?

You hate carrots

and you refuse to eat pudding
because you think it's slimy.

Right?

I'm curious. When you were here before,
you were here to retrieve a runaway.

How was I involved?

Aren't you more curious
to hear about how we fell in love?

You didn't say I felt the same way.

If you hadn't returned the feelings,
would I take such a risk to get back?

Let's take it one step at a time.
How did you get on our ship?

That was easy. The hard part
was looking for the runaway.

I managed two days on the ship
before I triggered an intruder alert.

- And then what happened?
- And then I met you.

Wrong direction.

I don't want to hurt you.
Put your weapon down.

On my ship I give the orders.
Put yours down.

You have a stowaway on board.
I'll retrieve him and we'll be on our way.

That's not the way we do things here.
Chakotay to Tuvok.

- I have our intruder.
- Understood, Commander.

You're about to find yourself
outnumbered.

If you want to give me your weapon
and explain, I'll listen.

I felt an attraction right away,
but I couldn't get distracted.

I had work to do.
And I didn't know if you felt it, too.

What happened next?

You took me to Captain Janeway.
I explained the situation.

She didn't like the idea of a stowaway

and told you to help me flush him out.

And did we?

You keep skipping all the parts about us.

You keep talking about your feelings.
Stick to the events, not the emotions.

Why? Does it make you uncomfortable?

I don't want to play this game.

I've been assigned to figure out
whether you're telling the truth.

I have no memory of meeting you
or feeling anything for you.

You might remember a relationship,
but as far as I'm concerned

it didn't exist.

I see.

I'm sorry. I just want to make it clear
how I feel.

Of course.

Is there anything I can do for you?

Can I have your pudding?

- Gladly.
- Then you're forgiven.

Chakotay and Kellin,
report to the bridge.

It's the tracers. They've found me.

I'm assuming these are your people
in cloaked vessels?

- They've come to take me back.
- Hail them.

- They won't answer.
- She's right. No response.

Their weapons
are going through our shields.

Match shields to the frequency
of their particle beams.

- No effect.
- Shield strength down to 29%.

They'll keep firing until you surrender
or I agree to come back.

- Do you still want to stay with us?
- Yes.

- Tom, get us out of here.
- We have thrusters only.

If you let me access
your sensor systems,

- I can modify them to detect the ships.
- Do it.

Either we give her up or we fire back.
Which one is it?

Fire.

You might be able to detect them now.

Two heavily armed ships
off the port bow.

- Can we get them on screen?
- That's the best I can do.

- Tuvok, target their weapons systems.
- Firing.

Well done. Stand down Red Alert.

It seems we've granted you asylum.

You'll have to give some thought
to what you want to do.

I'd prefer to remain on board.

We're heading for the Alpha Quadrant.

If you change your mind,
you won't be able to get back.

I won't change my mind.
But the tracers won't give up that easily.

- Your ship is still at risk.
- Nothing we haven't faced before.

The modification
to your sensors is temporary.

If you let me access your astrometric
processors, I could make it permanent.

You'll need a command officer with you.

- I can do that, Captain.
- Go ahead.

Coordinate with engineering to get
the propulsion systems back on-line.

We'll have to climb up to deck 10.
Is something wrong?

I can't relax until they realise
they can't get me back.

To my knowledge,
that's never happened before.

- There's always a first time.
- I have a high security clearance.

They'll be afraid I'm going to do
what I'm about to do.

Show you how to detect them.

If they figure out we can spot them,

they might realise they aren't going
to be able to take you back.

You're such a kind person.
That's what I remembered most.

It's what made me turn around
and come back.

And some time

you might be interested in hearing
about our last night together.

Evening, Commander.
Craving a late night snack?

No. Something to help me sleep.
Got any ideas?

Humans think warm milk will do it.
Frankly, I find it repulsive.

I agree. What's available
in the tea area?

Herbal is best.

I have several Terran varieties,
as well as some more exotic blends.

Just mix me up whatever you think
is the most relaxing.

Problems?

Forgive me. I wasn't trying to pry.

I know that.
I'm just not sure how to answer.

How's our guest adapting to Voyager?

- Quite well.
- She must be happy to be here.

Forgive me, Commander...

...but sometimes it's best
to be straightforward.

It's obvious how she feels about you.
I see how she looks at you.

Might that be the source
of your consternation?

She says we fell in love
when she was here before.

Since I can't remember that,
I don't know if it's true.

- But it's hard to believe.
- Why is that?

It just doesn't seem like me.
I'm still suspicious of her.

I don't know if she's using me
for her own purposes.

- You don't trust her.
- Not really.

May I suggest that maybe
it's yourself you don't trust,

your own feelings that you're afraid of.

Sweet dreams.

I couldn't sleep.
I need to talk to you.

May I come in?

I was wondering
if you still had doubts about me,

or if you believe
what I told you about us?

Your story seems to have been verified.
I believe you're telling the truth.

And the rest of it?
What about us?

I'm not one to hold back,
so I'll get to the point.

I came here because of you.

I knew you wouldn't remember me,

but I was sure we could regain
the feelings we had before.

They were there.
They were real.

But now I'm not so sure.

My being here puts this ship at risk.

It's better for everyone
if I go back to Ramura.

So please, be honest.

If you feel nothing for me,

just tell me and I'll leave.

Don't go.

It's called ice cream?

I'm surprised
you didn't have any last time.

- I could eat this every day.
- Then you should.

Voyager's a very powerful ship.

And very fast.

We've met ships that are faster
and more powerful,

but Voyager's always managed
to be a match for the best of them.

Ramuran vessels are fast.

They could stay up with this ship.

Kellin, we'll keep you safe.
That's a promise.

A tracer never goes home
empty-handed.

When I was last here, I'd been
tracking that man for almost a year.

You can use your tricks against anyone
who comes after you.

You were going to tell me
about our last night together.

Let me show you.

You were sitting here in this chair

and I was here.

We were drinking
something with bubbles.

- Champagne?
- Yes. I wanted to celebrate.

- I'd caught my runaway with your help.
- How was that?

You had the idea of using a magneton
sweep to disrupt his cloak.

We knew he'd be watching me closely
so we tricked him.

I'm sorry you didn't get your fugitive.

He must have jumped to another ship.
I'll find him eventually.

If you think we can help,
let me know.

This is my problem.
I'll handle it from now on.

Just beam me back to my ship
and I'll backtrack to Mikah.

Goodbye and thank you again.

Ready to energise.

Hello, Resket.
You were a real challenge.

Welcome to Voyager.
Too bad you'll be leaving so soon.

I used the neurolytic emitter on him,
and he was happy to be going home.

Neurolytic emitter?

We use it on runaways. It wipes
their memories of the outside world.

So we were celebrating?

You'd become more than a friend,

but I knew
you'd forget about me within hours.

- So I took the initiative.
- More than usual?

Oh, yes.

I moved closer to you...

I thanked you profusely for all your help,

told you that I couldn't have done it
without you.

And I touched you.

I told you I cared very much for you

and that I wanted something
to remember you by.

And then I did this.

That's when I knew you felt
the same way.

But it didn't matter
because I still had to go.

But now you don't.

The captain wants Kellin
to contribute in some way.

A reasonable expectation.
What are her skills?

She was a security operative
for her people.

She's an expert in weaponry,
surveillance, fighting skills.

- Any idea where she might fit in?
- Mr Neelix could use an assistant.

Tuvok, that was a joke.
You were trying to be funny.

If you wish to interpret my remark
as humorous, that is your decision.

- I do and it was.
- It's perfectly logical.

Her qualities would help defend Neelix
against the periodic wrath of the crew.

But wouldn't she be better off
as a member of your security detail?

Perhaps.
I'll assign her to a team for a week.

At the end of that time
I'll evaluate her situation.

Commander, I've given some thought
to the fact that the Ramuran ships

might be in pursuit
and could attack us again.

Their proton weapons
were particularly effective.

If Kellin worked with Seven
and Ensign Kim,

perhaps we could devise a strategy
to defend ourselves.

Have her report to astrometrics
at 1300 hours.

I've downloaded data
from our tactical logs.

You can access it from this console.

Our weapons are proton-based
particle beams, very tightly focused.

Like thousands of needles.

They can penetrate any shield,
even if the modulations are changed.

No defence has ever stopped
these weapons.

Maybe we're about to make history.

The trick is to scatter the beams, make it
harder for them to penetrate the shields.

We could do that by tying the baryon
sensors into deflector control.

- Let me know what you think.
- Right away.

I hear Chakotay recommended you
to Tuvok to serve on a security detail.

- I want to help out.
- Volunteer for Beta squad.

- They're the best team.
- I will. Thank you.

When you mentioned
Chakotay's name, she flushed.

- He did the same.
- What are you saying?

I suspect the commander and Kellin
are engaged in a courtship ritual.

It seems an unnecessary precursor
to the act of procreation.

You think so,
but some people need those rituals.

Explain.

It's a good idea if two people
get to know each other

before they become... intimate.

- Why is that?
- Because it's more comfortable.

You spend some time together,
you laugh, talk.

That makes it easier to... get closer.

- But the end result is the same?
- Well, I guess so.

Then I fail to see
what is accomplished by all the talk.

- If you don't get it, I can't explain it.
- Obviously.

They must have gotten somebody
on board during the battle.

There's a tracer.
He's come for me.

- That broken vase was a warning.
- We'll protect you.

We can use the magneton sweep
we used to flush out Resket.

We'll send this one on his way.

- I'm afraid I can't let that happen.
- Curneth, don't.

Intruder alert, my quarters.

Please, I beg you. Don't do this.

- You know better than to ask that.
- No!

Drop it! Drop it!

You're too late. She's already
beginning to forget everything.

There's nothing the Doctor can do.
Your memories have begun to fade.

Don't let this happen, please.

Do you have any idea
how we can reverse the effect?

Promise me.

If I forget why I'm here,
if I forget you,

do what I did and tell me all about us

and you'll help me to remember.

I will, but I'm going to try to do
more than that.

Can the effects of the neurolytic emitter
be reversed?

I have no idea.
As far as I know, no one's ever tried.

Then I'll be the first.
Tell me how the emitter works.

You sound desperate, Commander.
Does Kellin mean that much to you?

What you're doing is wrong.
She wants to stay here.

This is futile. Even if I knew how
the emitter works, I wouldn't tell you.

- You have no right to do this.
- I have every right.

The laws on our world
are very specific about that.

No one may leave or reveal anything
about us to the outside world.

Kellin has violated those edicts.

Returning her
will serve as a deterrent to others.

Perhaps people leave because there's
something wrong with your society.

We have a strong and cohesive society

because of our efforts
to keep it that way.

A few runaways
hardly indicates a problem.

If there are so few,
why not let them go?

That would suggest
that we don't care about them.

- What a terrible message.
- Kellin's not going back.

Maybe we should wait
and see if that's what happens.

She made it clear
that she wants to stay here.

Maybe you should start practising
what you're going to tell your superiors.

Yes?

How are you feeling?

I'm fine. Do I know you?

Yes. At least, you did.

I don't remember how I got here

or anything else that's happened
in the past few weeks.

I know.

I hope I wasn't throwing things
in a fit of rage.

No.

I assume a tracer
is here to take me back?

That's right. But...

What I'm going to say
will sound strange...

...but it's what you asked me to do
before you lost your memories.

You came here a month ago,
looking for a runaway.

After you left with him,
you decided to come back.

But if I finished my assignment,
why would I come back here?

Because... you'd fallen in love with me.

You're certainly attractive,

but what you're telling me
seems very unlikely.

But it's what happened.

We started to work together

and I began to realise
how unique you are.

Before long,
I couldn't get you out of my mind.

Are you saying
that you fell in love with me as well?

Yes. And then we realised
the tracer was on board.

After he used the emitter,
you made me promise to tell you this

so you would know
what happened between us.

This is a little unsettling.

What is it you want from me?

Kellin, don't go back with the tracer.

Stay here for a while.
We can get to know each other again.

I can't imagine what would be served
by that. I have to go home.

If you stayed,

you might change your mind.

Then that's all the more reason
that I should leave now.

I've violated one of
our most important edicts.

And I wouldn't want
to make that mistake again.

I wish...

I wish we had met
under different circumstances.

- Your ship's ready.
- Thank you, Commander.

I've implanted a computer virus
to eliminate any reference to us.

By tomorrow afternoon,
it will be as though we never existed.

You're such a kind person.
I won't forget that.

I wish you both the best.

Energise.

First Officer's personal log,
stardate 51813.4.

Maybe it would be best to forget about
Kellin and the time she spent here.

But I don't want to do that.
I want to remember.

- More coffee, Commander?
- No, thanks. I'm almost done.

Strange to see you using
those ancient writing implements.

It's the only way to get a permanent
record of what's happened.

I want to get it down
before I forget it all.

I'm sorry things didn't work out for you.

I've been trying to make sense of it.

I fell in love with her twice.
I thought she could do the same.

We were the same two people.
Why didn't it happen again?

I keep trying to think if there
was something I could have said,

could have done.
But nothing comes to mind.

Commander, I don't think
you can analyse love.

It's the greatest mystery of all.

No one knows why it happens.
It's a chance combination of elements.

Any one thing might be enough to keep
it from igniting - a mood, a glance.

A remark.

And if we could define love, predict it,

it would probably lose its power.

I'll let you finish.

Goodnight.

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