[Market place on the plant surface]
(Janeway and Tuvok are in casual clothes.)
It never fails to impress me.
No matter how vast the differences may be between cultures, people always have something
that somebody else wants, and trade is born.
Or more to the point, theft.
What have you got?
The materials in the construction of this city, and the technology in use appear to
have originated from numerous sources.
No doubt stolen.
The myriad signatures have resulted in high interference levels.
I am unable to.
A moment.
I am picking up a Starfleet signature.
The computer processor?
I don't believe so.
The signal magnitude is too low.
The signature is approaching.
Catarina!
Che meraviglia!
Out of my way, out of my way!
Scusi, scusi.
Catarina.
Welcome.
Welcome to America.
(da Vinci is wearing the mobile emitter.)
Tell me, Catarina, what do you think of the New World?
How did you get here?
A question I have asked myself many times.
One moment I was packing for my journey to France, the next I was in this land of marvels.
Possibly, upon leaving my workshop I was accosted by Spanish sailors, rendered unconscious,
delivered to a galleon in the port of Genoa, and carried like a sack of grain across the
vast Atlantic.
Curious ears.
My travelling companion, Tuvok.
Ah, what the old philosophers say is true.
Monstrous and wonderful are the peoples of undiscovered lands.
But tell me, Catarina, how did you come to the Americas?
Oh, it's a long story.
A Portuguese ship, some Turkish pirates, a couple of hurricanes.
I'll tell you about it some other time.
Excuse me.
There is the man I have been looking for.
He has an apparatus that I need for my next invention.
My patron is a demanding taskmaster.
Your patron?
The prince of this city.
Buon giorno, signore.
The Da Vinci character is interpreting this world through the limited capacity of his
holodeck programmed.
He sees everything in sixteenth century terms.
But what is he doing here?
I was running the Da Vinci simulation when we were attacked.
His programmed must have been active in the computer's memory when the processor was beamed
off the ship.
And then downloaded into the Doctor's mobile emitter.
But by whom? His patron, the prince?
(da Vinci returns with the item.)
Marvellous, no?
A plasma injector conduit, Starfleet issue.
Call it what you will.
With this machine I can make mercury flow in three directions at once.
You must see my new workshop.
The prince has been very supportive.
Andiamo!
Let's go.
(Light music)
[Da Vinci's Workshop]
So, Catarina, what do you think of this place?
My workshop in Florence was but a cave of ignorance in comparison.
Your new patron gave you all this?
He is the perfect prince.
Intelligent, but not overly so.
In awe of my talent, but not threatened by it.
And above all, and most importantly, his purse is inexhaustible.
And in return for all this support?
I give him my ideas.
I have even resurrected my Great Bird, like the Phoenix of legend.
They have materials here, Catarina, that are so strong and so light that surely my prototype
will ascend to the heavens.
(Janeway spots a phaser and picks it up.
da Vinci snatches it from her.)
Be careful!
They have found a way to harness the energy of a thunderstorm and to expel it with great
force.
A pistole that shoots not a lead ball but a bolt of lightning.
(da Vinci demonstrates by atomising an ornament in an alcove.)
I'd like to meet this patron you yours.
And so, you shall, this very evening, but I caution you.
He is as ruthless as a Borgia.
(Music)