They return to the Delta Quadrant, followed by bioships.)
Captain. (Music)
Kes, are you still in contact? Yes.
Tell them if they continue their attack, we'll use the weapon again.
They're not responding. Evasive manoeuvres.
Aye, Captain. They're in pursuit. Prepare to fire the high yield warhead. Aft
torpedo bay. Ready, Captain.
Do it. (The torpedo explodes in the middle of the
fleet.) Thirteen bioships have been destroyed. The
others are in retreat. I have regained full contact with the Collective.
What are they saying? All remaining bioships in the Delta Quadrant
are returning to their realm. The Borg have prevailed.
With a little help from us. Now it's time you fulfilled your end of the agreement. Tell
the Collective we expect safe passage from here on out. We'll give you a shuttlecraft.
You can head for the nearest Borg ship. Unacceptable. This alliance is terminated.
Your ship and its crew will adapt to service us.
(Music) (Seven goes towards Paris. He fires a hand
phaser at her, but the beam bounces off her shields.)
Resistance is futile. (She pushes him aside and fires her assimilation
tubules into the helm console.) Captain, she's tapping into helm control.
She's trying to access our coordinates. Shut her out.
I can't. Bridge to Chakotay. Scorpion.
[Cargo Bay Two]
(A neural transceiver is activated on Chakotay's neck. He is in one of the alcoves.)
Seven of Nine, stop what you're doing. You're human. A human individual. Our minds are linked.
We are one. I can hear your thoughts EMH: His link is stable, but it won't be for
long. You must hurry. Just a few more seconds.
I can see your memories.
[Bridge]
You remember being human. We are Borg.
[Cargo Bay two]
I see a young girl. A family.
[Bridge]
Irrelevant. Your appeal to my humanity is pointless.
[Cargo Bay two]
Almost there, Chakotay. You've got to keep her distracted if we're going to make this
work. Listen to your human side. To yourself, the
little girl. Seven of Nine. Annika! EMH: He's losing the link!
Initiating power surge now! (Both Chakotay and Seven feel the effects
of the energy surge. Their neural transceivers overload and they pass out.)
[Bridge]
Her connection to the Collective is severed. Get her to Sickbay. Bridge to Doctor. Report.
[Cargo Bay two]
EMH: Commander Chakotay's going to be all right, although he may wake up with a bit
of a headache.
[Bridge]
Tom, plot a course out of Borg space. Maximum warp.
Yes, Ma'am. (Music)
Captain's log, stardate 51003.7. Three days, and no sign of Borg or bioships. We appear
to be out of danger, but the entire crew is still on edge and so am I. Not even the calm
of Master Da Vinci's workshop is enough to ease my mind.
[Da Vinci's Workshop - night]
(Janeway is at a desk, writing with quill on parchment.)