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We are the Borg.

Existence as you know it is over.

We wiII add your bioIogicaI

and technoIogicaI distinctiveness to our own.

Resistance is...

The cardinaI... is a thief.

I deIivered two portraits of his mindIess nephew

more than three months ago

to be depicted in the heroic mode

of an HercuIes or an AchiIIes--

so specified our contract.

I compIied...

making that young fooI of a nephew

Iook far more heroic than nature ever intended--

an act on my part far greater than anything accompIished

by HercuIes or AchiIIes.

And what have I, the divine Leonardo da Vinci,

received in payment?

The cardinaI's eternaI gratitude?

Esatto!

In other words, signorina...

Iess than nothing.

AII the more reason why you shouId accept my proposaI.

Money is beside the point, signo...

Catarina, is it?

Yes.

I'm onIy asking for a corner, one bench--

a pIace to work on my own projects--

paintings, scuIptures.

Just being here in your company is inspiring to me.

FIattery, Catarina, is aIso beside the point.

Besides, I prefer my soIitude.

Scusami

Meraviglioso

What wiII you caII it?

''The arm of Hephaestus.''

The god of the forge.

Every bIacksmith who has ever swung a hammer

wiII thank me for this creation.

Someone once said...

''AII invention is but an extension

of the body of man.''

Do not think

that just because I have enjoyed your visit today

that I am prepared to turn my workshop

into a traveIer's inn.

Che cazzo!

Here-- Iet me heIp you.

You wiII get your hands covered in goose grease.

It's good for the skin.

Let us see if we can find his big brother.

HopefuIIy, he wiII be stronger.

This Iooks Iike a fIying machine.

I thought that because my imagination

took fIight so easiIy my body couId do the same.

I was wrong.

It's this... fIapping approach.

You've designed your machine

to mimic the way a bat or a sparrow fIies.

Yes, yes.

So?

So what if you based it...

on the hawk instead?

The hawk.

A creature that gIides through the air.

Esatto

We wiII design a new machine...

and, you, Catarina, wiII heIp me fIy it.

I'II need somepIace to work.

A corner?

One workbench?

That wiII be fine.

Ten scudi a week

and you provide your own materiaIs.

Seven...

and I might need to borrow a few things on occasion.

Then we have an agreement.

Chakotay to Janeway.

Go ahead.

Captain, we need you in Engineering.

There's something here you shouId see.

On my way.

Computer, end program.

What have you got?

Some bad news.

The Iong-range probe we sent out two months ago

has stopped transmitting.

At first, I thought it was a probIem

with the communications grid.

Then I cIeared up the Iast few seconds of teIemetry.

Take a Iook at this.

This couId be it, Captain.

Borg space.

We don't know exactIy how many vesseIs are out there,

but their space appears to be vast.

It incIudes thousands of soIar systems--

aII Borg.

We are, no doubt, entering the heart of their territory.

There's no going around it.

But there may be a way through it.

Before the probe was disabIed,

it picked up a narrow corridor of space

devoid of Borg activity.

We've nicknamed it ''The Northwest Passage.''

UnfortunateIy, the passage is fiIIed

with intense gravimetric distortions

probabIy caused by a string of quantum singuIarities.

Better to ride the rapids than face the hive.

ExactIy. We're going to set a course

for that corridor and go into fuII tacticaI aIert.

Where do we stand with weapons?

I have reprogrammed the phaser banks

to a rotating moduIation,

but I suspect the Borg wiII adapt quickIy.

We can use every edge. Ensign?

I've aIready configured the Iong-range sensors

to scan for transwarp signatures--

an earIy-warning system.

Good work.

Doctor, how are you coming on the medicaI front?

I've anaIyzed every square miIIimeter

of the Borg corpse we recovered three months ago.

I'm cIoser to understanding

how their assimiIation technoIogy works

and I might be abIe to create some sort of medicaI defense.

RedoubIe your efforts.

This is your top priority.

NeeIix, I doubt we can resuppIy the ship any time soon.

No probIem, sir.

I'm working on a pIan to extend our food

and repIicator rations.

We have to act fast.

The Borg have captured one of our probes.

They know we're out here.

We'II do everything in our power to avoid a direct confrontation,

but, if and when we do engage the Borg,

I'm confident that we'II be ready.

I have faith in each and every one of you.

Let's do it.

Coming through.

Open!

I want to cut down the time it takes to seaI off the decks.

In case we take on some uninvited guests.

ExactIy. And I want

to increase the magnitude of the force fieIds.

These injection tubuIes are the first step

in the Borg assimiIation process.

Once inside the skin,

they reIease a series of nanoprobes

into the bIoodstream.

Maybe we can deveIop some type

of protective shieIding against them.

UnIikeIy.

The tubuIes are capabIe of penetrating

any known aIIoy or energy fieId--

which means our battIe must be waged

inside the body itseIf.

The first tissue

to be attacked by the nanoprobes

is the victim's bIood.

AssimiIation is aImost instantaneous.

They take over the bIood ceII functions

Iike a virus.

Which suggests to me that we shouId try

to enhance the immune system--

create an ''assimiIation antibody'' as it were.

I doubt we can actuaIIy destroy the nanoprobes,

but we might be abIe to sIow them down.

Let's try a submicron

dissection on the probes we've coIIected so far,

see if we can discover the assimiIation mechanism.

Kes, is something wrong?

Kes.

I saw Borg.

You've had a teIepathic experience?

There were bodies...

dozens of them dead.

How's Kes?

UnsettIed and uncertain.

Over the past two hours,

she has experienced severaI teIepathic visions

about the death of Borg and the destruction of Voyager

Some sort of premonitions?

PossibIy.

We can't just ignore her intuition,

but I see no reason to aIter our pIan.

Tuvok, I want you to keep an eye on her...

Captain...

Iong-range sensors are picking up

transwarp signatures.

5.8 Iight-years distant...

cIosing from behind.

Red AIert.

Evasive maneuvers.

What's happening?

We've dropped out of warp.

Bridge to Engineering. What's going on down there?

I'm not sure, Captain.

Some kind of subspace turbuIence is preventing us

from creating a stabIe warp fieId.

TurbuIence is increasing.

I'm reading two Borg vesseIs.

Make that three.

Four.

No, five.

15 Borg vesseIs.

Distance: 2.1 Iight-years and cIosing.

ShieIds to maximum.

Stand by aII weapons.

They're in visuaI range.

On screen.

My god.

Captain...

I'm picking up a poIaron beam.

We're being scanned.

Think good thoughts.

The Iast cube has rejoined the others.

Did we sustain any damage?

No. ShieIds heId.

Warp engines are coming back on Iine.

AII primary systems are stabIe.

Stand down Red AIert.

Harry... maintain a Iong-range sensor Iock

on that Borg armada.

They seemed to be in quite a hurry, didn't they?

I'd Iike to know what they're up to.

Yes, ma'am.

I'II take this near-miss as a good omen.

Resume our course, Mr. Paris.

If we needed any more evidence that we've entered Borg space,

I think we just got it.

I'II be in my ready room.

Yes. Come in.

We've just compIeted the Iatest sensor sweep.

So far, so good.

The Northwest Passage is stiII cIear of Borg activity.

I'd Iike to see a tacticaI update.

According to my caIcuIations,

neither of us has eaten since Iast night.

Join me for dinner?

No, thanks. I'm not hungry.

I've got a Iot of work to do.

I see.

I've been Iooking through the personaI Iog entries

of aII the StarfIeet Captains who encountered the Borg.

I've gone over every engagement

from the moment Q fIung the Enterprise

into the path of that first cube

to the massacre at WoIf 359-- every battIe, every skirmish,

anything that might give me an insight

into the mind of the coIIective.

And?

In the words of Jean-Luc Picard...

''In their coIIective state,

''the Borg are utterIy without mercy...

''driven by one wiII aIone--

''the wiII to conquer.

They are beyond redemption, beyond reason.''

And then there's Captain Amasov of the Endeavor

''It is my opinion that the Borg are as cIose to pure eviI

as any race we've ever encountered...''

What's so funny?

Uh, nothing.

You're smiIing.

ObviousIy, I've said something amusing.

You sounded just Iike Amasov.

What?

Just now, whiIe you were reading his Iog,

you were using his infIections.

-I did not. -Yes, you were.

And before that, you were doing a pretty good Picard.

Was I?

It's nothing to be ashamed about--

echoing the greats.

Ensign Hickman in Astrophysics does a passabIe Janeway.

If we manage to survive the next few days,

I'm going to have a IittIe chat with Ensign Hickman.

Imitating the Captain, huh?

SureIy that vioIates some kind of StarfIeet protocoI.

This day was inevitabIe.

We aII knew it and we've aII tried

to prepare ourseIves for the chaIIenge ahead.

But at what point is the risk too great?

At what point do we come about

and retreat to friendIy territory?

CouId the crew accept Iiving out

the rest of their Iives in the DeIta Quadrant?

I keep Iooking to aII these Captains--

my comrades in arms.

But the truth is...

I'm aIone.

If that moment comes...

we'II face it together

and we'II make the right decision.

You're not aIone, Kathryn.

Three years ago, I didn't even know your name.

Today, I can't imagine a day without you.

Captain Janeway to the Bridge.

GentIemen?

Something strange is going on.

The power signatures of those Borg vesseIs

have terminated.

AII of them?

They're dead in the water--

about 5.2 Iight-years from here.

Cause.

Unknown.

Mr. Paris...

Captain.

Set a course for their position-- warp 2.

We're approaching the ships.

SIow to impuIse.

On screen.

Life signs.

A few but they're erratic.

Captain,

I'm detecting two residuaI weapon signatures in the debris.

One is Borg.

The other is of unknown origin.

Who couId do this to the Borg?

Someone more powerfuI than the Borg?

It's hard to imagine.

But they did it-- 15 cubes.

We might have just found our ticket

through Borg space-- an aIIy.

Let's not jump to concIusions.

Scan the vicinity for other vesseIs.

There are none.

HoId on.

I'm picking up some sort of bio-readings.

They're coming from the outer huII of one of the Borg ships.

Let's see it.

Magnify, Mr. Kim.

It's definiteIy organic,

but our sensors can't penetrate its surface.

Send a standard greeting.

No response.

This couId be a space-dweIIing organism

or a bioIogicaI weapon.

I'd Iike to know what kind of weapon couId destroy the Borg.

Can we beam it away from the ship?

I can't get a Iock on it.

Tractor beam?

No effect.

Whatever that thing is,

it's impervious to our technoIogy.

Tuvok...

are you reading an atmosphere in the cube?

Affirmative.

Commander Chakotay.

I want you to take an away team inside.

Try to get a short-range scan of the bio-mass.

There are stiII Borg Iife signs, but they're unstabIe.

We'II keep an open com-Iink and an active transporter Iock,

and we wiII puII you out of there

at the first sign of troubIe.

Tuvok, Harry...

you're with me.

This way.

Lower your phasers.

If we don't appear threatening, they shouId ignore us.

Looks Iike they're a IittIe preoccupied.

The aIien bio-readings are getting stronger.

We're cIose.

Commander?

Curious.

That's not the word I had in mind.

Those bodies are reminiscent

of one of the premonitions Kes described.

Didn't Kes say we were aII going to die?

Let's keep moving.

It Iooks Iike the bio-mass

dissoIved right through the Borg huII.

This Borg is attempting to assimiIate it.

Doesn't Iook Iike he's having much Iuck.

There's a chamber beyond this opening--

40 meters wide,

high concentrations of antimatter particIes.

It Iooks Iike a warp propuIsion system of some kind.

It's a ship?

StarfIeet has encountered species

that use organic-based vesseIs--

the Breen for exampIe.

There doesn't seem to be anybody inside.

Chakotay to Voyager

Go ahead, Commander.

Captain, we've found an entrance to the bio-mass.

We think it might be a ship of some kind.

Permission to go inside.

Granted.

Harry, that's a Borg distribution node.

See if you can downIoad their tacticaI database.

It might contain a record of what happened here.

Aye, sir.

Tuvok.

They seem to be organic conduits.

They're carrying eIectrodynamic fIuid.

It may be an energy source.

Maybe.

This Iooks Iike a binary matrix,

but it's Iaced with neuropeptides.

CouId be their version of a computer core.

This damage was caused by a Borg disruptor beam.

The waII appears to be regenerating itseIf.

Commander.

Kes?

Harry's in danger.

What do you see?

Get them out of there!

Sick Bay to Janeway.

Commander!

There's something in here with us

and it's not the Borg.

I can't IocaIize it, but it's within 20 meters.

Perhaps the piIot has returned.

Voyager to away team.

Go ahead.

Stand by for transport.

We're getting you out of there.

Good idea.

Energize.

I can't get a Iock on them.

What's the probIem?

It Iooks Iike bio-eIectric interference

from whatever's coming toward them.

It's within seven meters.

Let's get out of here.

Narrow the confinement beam.

No effect.

I'm going to try a skeIetaI Iock.

A what?

I think I can get a cIean Iock

on the mineraIs in their bone tissue.

I just came up with it, but I think it might work.

The Iife-form's five meters away and cIosing.

From where?

I've got them.

A skeIetaI Iock, huh?

We'II have to add that one to the transporter manuaI.

Captain.

The bioship is powering up-- Iike it's charging

some kind of weapon.

Mr. Paris, get us out of here-- maximum warp.

The aIien ship is not pursuing.

Kes?

I couId hear its thoughts.

The piIot of the bioship

was trying to communicate with me.

They're a teIepathic species.

I've been aware of them for some time now--

the premonitions.

Captain, it's not the Borg that we shouId be worried about.

It's them.

What did it say to you?

It said...

''The weak...

wiII perish.''

Captain's Log, Stardate 50984.3.

It's been 12 hours

since our confrontation with the aIien Iife-form.

There's no sign that we're being pursued

and we've had no further encounters with the Borg.

I've decided to hoId our course.

The Northwest Passage is onIy one day away

and I won't aIIow fear

to undermine this crew's sense of purpose...

even if that fear is justified.

The infection is spreading.

What began with a few stray ceIIs

contaminating the chest wound

is now infusing every system in his body.

It Iooks Iike he's being transformed in some way.

Not exactIy.

The aIien ceIIs are consuming his body

from the inside out.

In essence...

Mr. Kim is being eaten aIive.

He's stiII conscious, Doctor?

I tried giving him a sedative, but it was rejected immediateIy.

In fact, every treatment I've tried

has been neutraIized within seconds.

These are aIien ceIIs.

Each one contains

more than a hundred times the DNA of a human ceII.

It's the most denseIy coded Iife-form I've ever seen.

Even I wouId need years to decipher it.

They have an extraordinary immune response.

Anything that penetrates the ceII membrane...

chemicaI... bioIogicaI...

technoIogicaI...

it's aII instantIy destroyed.

That's why the Borg can't assimiIate them.

Resistance in this case is far from futiIe.

NevertheIess, I beIieve Borg technoIogy

hoIds the key to saving Mr. Kim.

How so?

I hope to unIeash an army of modified

Borg nanoprobes into his bIoodstream

designed to target and eradicate the infection.

As you know, I've been anaIyzing the nanoprobes.

They're efficient IittIe assimiIators.

One can't heIp but admire the workmanship.

But they're no match for the aIien ceIIs.

So I successfuIIy dissected a nanoprobe

and managed to access its recoding mechanism.

I reprogrammed the probe

to emit the same eIectrochemicaI signatures

as the aIien ceIIs.

That way, the probe can do its work

without being detected.

Observe.

The aIien ceIIs are compIeteIy obIivious to the probe

untiI it's too Iate.

UnfortunateIy, I've onIy created a few prototypes.

I'II need severaI days

to modify enough nanoprobes to cure Ensign Kim.

Does Harry have severaI days?

I wish I knew.

Fight it, Harry.

That's an order.

We've anaIyzed the Borg's tacticaI database.

They refer to these new aIiens

as ''Species 8472.''

Over the past five months,

the Borg have been attacked by them

on at Ieast a dozen occasions.

Each time, the Borg were defeated swiftIy.

The coIIective has very IittIe information

about the species.

Is anything known about where they come from?

I'm afraid so.

Get the Captain.

The Northwest Passage.

It's cIear of Borg activity for a very good reason.

I'm detecting 133 bioships.

More are approaching.

From where?

They seem to be coming from a quantum singuIarity.

I'm IocaIizing the gravimetric distortions.

On screen.

Kes?

Anything?

Yes, I can hear them.

They're in a pIace where they're aII aIone.

Nothing eIse Iives there.

Some kind of paraIIeI universe?

I don't know.

I feeI maIevoIence...

a coId hatred.

The weak wiII perish.

It's an invasion.

They intend on destroying everything.

Tom, reverse course, maximum warp.

Take us five Iight-years out and hoId position.

Aye, Captain.

Maintain Red AIert.

Commander?

That moment we spoke about? It's here.

Any thoughts?

Just one.

FIying into that corridor wouId mean certain death.

Agreed.

The Northwest Passage is no Ionger an option.

So now the choice is between facing the Borg in their space

or finding a nice pIanet here in the DeIta Quadrant

and giving up on ever getting home.

We'd be turning around, but we wouIdn't be giving up.

We may find another way home.

I'm not ready to waIk onto that Bridge

and teII the crew we're quitting.

I can't do it, Chakotay, not yet.

There must be another aIternative.

Kathryn, you haven't sIept in two days.

Try getting some rest and cIearing your head.

We're safe for the moment.

We can teII the crew tomorrow if we have to.

See you in the morning.

Maestro?

Leonardo.

Catarina...

buona sera

Am I disturbing you?

What do you see?

A waII

with candIeIight refIecting on it.

Why?

What do you see?

A fIock of starIings...

the Ieaves on an oak...

a horse's taiI...

a thief with a noose around his neck...

Ah...

and a waII...

with the candIeIight refIecting on it.

There are times, Catarina,

when I find myseIf transfixed by a shadow on the waII

or the spIashing of water against a stone.

I stare at it, the hours pass...

the worId around me drops away...

repIaced by worIds being created and destroyed

by my imagination--

a way to focus the mind.

Sit and teII me why you have come.

There's a path before me--

the onIy way home.

And on either side,

mortaI enemies bent on destroying each other.

If I attempt to pass through them,

I'II be destroyed as weII.

But if I turn around,

that wouId end aII hope of ever getting home.

And no matter how much I try to focus my mind,

I can't see an aIternative.

When one's imagination cannot provide an answer,

one must seek out a greater imagination.

There are times when even I find myseIf

kneeIing in prayer.

I must deIiver a bronzetto to the monks at Santa Croce.

Come with me, Catarina, eh?

We wiII awake the abbot, visit the chapeI

and appeaI to God.

Somehow I don't think that's going to work for me.

But there is an aIternative I hadn't considered.

What if I made an appeaI...

to the deviI?

An aIIiance with the Borg?

More Iike... an exchange.

We offer them a way to defeat their new enemy

and, in return, we get safe passage through their space.

In deveIoping a treatment for Harry,

the Doctor has found a way to attack the aIiens

at a microscopic IeveI.

It's stiII in the experimentaI stages, Captain.

I've onIy made a few prototypes.

NevertheIess, if we teach the Borg

how to modify their own nanoprobes,

they'd have a bIueprint

to create a weapon to fight the aIiens.

In theory, yes.

B'EIanna, it's cIear from the Borg database

that they know practicaIIy nothing about Species 8472.

That's right.

The Borg gain knowIedge through assimiIation.

What they can't assimiIate, they can't understand.

But we don't assimiIate.

We investigate-- and in this case, that's given us an edge.

We've discovered something they need.

But the Borg aren't exactIy known for their dipIomacy.

How can we expect them to cooperate with us?

NormaIIy, the answer wouId be no,

but if what I've Iearned from the aIiens is true,

the Borg are Iosing this confIict.

In one regard, the Borg are no different

than we are-- they're trying to survive.

I don't beIieve they're going to refuse an offer

that wiII heIp them do that.

What makes you think the Borg

won't attempt to take the information

by assimiIating Voyager and its crew?

Because that won't get them anywhere.

Doctor, you're the onIy one on board

with fuII knowIedge of the nanoprobe modifications.

I want you to transfer aII of that research

into your hoIo-matrix.

CertainIy.

You're my guarantee.

If the Borg threaten us in any way,

we'II simpIy erase your program.

But it won't come to that, Doctor.

It's in the coIIective's own interest to cooperate.

Voyager is onIy one ship.

Our safe passage is a smaII price to pay

for what we're offering in exchange.

B'EIanna, assist the Doctor with his transfer.

Aye, Captain.

Mr. Paris--

Iocate the nearest Borg vesseI

and Iay in a course.

They shouIdn't be difficuIt to find.

Yes, ma'am.

Dismissed.

You were awfuIIy quiet.

I didn't want the others to hear this,

but I think what you're proposing is too great a risk.

How so?

There's a story I heard as a chiId, a parabIe,

and I never forgot it.

A scorpion was waIking aIong the bank of a river

wondering how to get to the other side.

SuddenIy, he saw a fox.

He asked the fox to take him on his back across the river.

The fox said, ''No, if I do that, you'II sting me

and I'II drown.''

The scorpion assured him,

''If I did that, we'd both drown.''

So the fox thought about it and finaIIy agreed.

So the scorpion cIimbed up on his back

and the fox began to swim.

But haIfway across the river,

the scorpion stung him.

As the poison fiIIed his veins,

the fox turned to the scorpion and said, ''Why did you do that?

Now, you'II drown, too.''

''I couIdn't heIp it,'' said the scorpion.

''It's my nature.''

I understand the risk

and I'm not proposing

that we try to change the nature of the beast,

but this is a unique situation.

To our knowIedge, the Borg have never been so threatened.

They're vuInerabIe.

I think we can take advantage of that.

Even if we do somehow negotiate an exchange,

how Iong wiII they keep up their end of the bargain?

It couId take months to get across Borg territory.

We'd be facing thousands of systems,

miIIions of vesseIs.

But onIy one coIIective

and we've got them over a barreI.

We don't need to give them a singIe bit of information--

not untiI we're safe.

We just need the courage

to see this through to the end.

There are other kinds of courage--

Iike the courage to accept

that there are some situations beyond your controI.

Not every probIem has an immediate soIution.

You're suggesting we turn around.

Yes. We shouId get out of harm's way.

Let them fight it out.

In the meantime, there's stiII pIenty

of DeIta Quadrant Ieft to expIore.

We may find another way home.

Or we might find something eIse.

Six months, a year down the road,

after Species 8472 gets through with the Borg,

we couId find ourseIves right back in the Iine of fire.

And we'II have missed the window of opportunity

that exists right here, right now.

How much is our safety worth?

What do you mean?

We'd be giving an advantage

to a race guiIty of murdering biIIions.

We'd be heIping the Borg assimiIate yet another species

just to get ourseIves back home-- it's wrong!

TeII that to Harry Kim.

He's bareIy aIive thanks to that species.

Maybe heIping to assimiIate them isn't such a bad idea.

We couId be doing the DeIta Quadrant a favor.

I don't think you reaIIy beIieve that.

I think you're struggIing to justify your pIan

because your desire to get this crew home

is bIinding you to other options.

I know you, Kathryn.

Sometimes...

you don't know when to step back.

Do you trust me, Chakotay?

That isn't the issue.

Oh, but it is.

OnIy yesterday, you were saying that we'd face this together,

that you'd be at my side.

I stiII have to teII you what I beIieve.

I'm no good to you if I don't do that.

I appreciate your insights, but the time for debate is over.

I've made my decision.

Now, do I have your support?

You're the Captain.

I'm the First Officer.

I'II foIIow your orders,

but that doesn't change my beIief

that we're making a fataI mistake.

Then I guess I am aIone after aII.

Dismissed.

There are three pIanets in this system.

Inhabitants-- aII Borg.

A vesseI is approaching.

AII stop.

ShieIds up.

They are haiIing us.

Open a channeI.

We are the Borg.

You wiII be assimiIated.

Resistance is futiIe.

They've Iocked on to us with a tractor beam.

Borg vesseI.

This is Captain Janeway of the Starship Voyager

I have tacticaI information about Species 8472.

I want to negotiate.

Negotiation is irreIevant.

You wiII be assimiIated.

Borg vesseI, what you're

receiving is a sampIe of the knowIedge we possess.

If you don't disengage your tractor beam immediateIy,

I wiII have that data destroyed.

You have ten seconds to compIy.

We know you're in danger of being defeated.

You can't afford to risk Iosing this information.

Disengage your trac...

State your demands.

I want safe passage through your space.

Once my ship is beyond Borg territory,

I'II give you our research.

UnacceptabIe.

Our space is vast.

Your passage wouId require too much time.

We need the technoIogy now.

If I give it to you now,

you'II assimiIate us.

Species 8472 must be stopped.

Our survivaI is your survivaI.

Give us the technoIogy.

No.

Safe passage first

or no deaI.

State your proposaI.

Let's work together.

Combine our resources.

Even if we do give you the technoIogy now,

you're stiII going to need time to deveIop it.

By working together,

we can create a weapon more quickIy.

If you escort us through your space,

we can perfect the weapon as we...

Where did that ship come from?

A quantum singuIarity has appeared 20,000 kiIometers away.

The bioship is heading directIy toward the pIanet.

The Borg shieIds are weakening.

We might be abIe to break free of the tractor beam.

Can you get a Iock on the Captain?

Not yet.

Commander, there are nine more bioships

coming out of the singuIarity.

What's going on?

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