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Is there a genetic match?

Yes.
Let's gather the find

and bring it back to the ship.

Could this be it--
the proof?

If it is, we've just made

the most important discovery
in Voth history.

Opposable thumb.

Multiple articulations
in the digits--

as expected with

a technologically-advanced
species.

Hmm... his cranial capacity
is 22 percent smaller than ours

and he appears
to be lacking a dilitus lobe.

He had no sense of smell?

If he did, it was rudimentary.

I doubt this fellow
would have enjoyed

the sulfur lagoons of Hokath.

His cartilaginous microstructure
is extremely porous.

Most likely warm-blooded.

I believe
this was a non-saurian.

"Non-saurian"?

Doesn't that weaken our case?

No. No, the genetic markers

we share with this being
are undeniable.

We are related,
however distantly.

The question we must answer is:

What was our endotherm doing
in this part of space?

Was he... on an expedition?

Did he have a ship?
Crewmates?

This material-- it's composed
of synthetic polymers

and the molecular structure
suggests replication technology.

And consider
the garment itself--

is this marking
purely decorative or does it

have a symbolic function?

Could it indicate status?

Possibly a military uniform.

At the very least, we can assume

he was part
of a social infrastructure

and that would imply a ship.

Did your eyes see
the planet of our origin?

The true home of our race?

Was it... beautiful?

Was it covered by oceans,
by sand?

Were there nine moons
above your head?

Were there none?

He appears to be
at a loss for words.

His ship and the people on it

hold the key
to where we came from.

We've got to find it.

I'll contact our supporters
at the Circle of Archeology.

They might be able
to spare a research vessel,

perhaps a few assistants.

This isn't a field trip, Veer.

We need to mount
a sector-wide expedition.

And that means a fleet of ships.

We have to go directly
to the Ministry of Elders.

Professor, don't you think
that's a little precipitous?

Bone decalcification indicates
he died more than a year ago.

His ship could be thousands
of light-years away by now.

Time is running out.

You must remember,
Veer, from the moment

you were initiated
into my circle,

you made a commitment

to the pursuit
of scientific truth.

Before this,
all we had was a theory.

Now we have proof.

We simply have to get them
to open their eyes and see it.

We're going to set a course
for the city ship,

present our friend here
and let him do the talking.

For millions of years,
our people have believed

that we were
the first intelligent beings

to evolve in this region
of space--

the first race.

This assumption

underlies everything
that we hold dear.

But that belief has been
questioned in recent years

not only by the Circles
of Science and Philosophy

but by common people as well.

Lying before you is proof
of the Distant Origin Theory.

These remains
demonstrate beyond doubt

that we arose elsewhere
in this galaxy,

that we evolved
on a faraway planet

and traveled to this space
millions of years ago,

our true history lost.

A pile of bones.

Impressive.

This "pile of bones™
belonged to a being

who died
approximately one year ago

from a species
found nowhere in known space.

And yet, we share 47 genetic
markers with this being.

We are undoubtedly
related to him.

And I intend to prove to you

that we evolved on
the very same planet he did.

And that planet is
the long-lost world

of the Distant Origin Theory.

Yes. That's exactly right.

And to find that planet--

our planet--

we must find a living member
of his kind.

I've created
a computer extrapolation.

We're looking for a race
of bipedal endotherms--

spacefaring,
but technologically limited.

Based on their cranial capacity,

I'd say they're no more advanced
than most endotherms we've...

"Endotherms"?

You're proposing

that we are related
to a mammalian species?

Yes.

Which is why
I ask your permission

to launch an expedition and...

Let's talk about your discovery.

I enjoyed the colorful tale
of how you found these remains.

It says here that you
paid a substantial sum

for their location.

I was dealing with traders.

They knew the location
of the cave.

I had no choice.

Have you considered
you were the victim of a hoax?

I have analyzed
every micron of this skeleton.

I assure you, it's authentic.

Professor Gegen,
have you considered

the wider implications
of your... theory?

What do you mean?

By challenging Doctrine

you're suggesting that
everything we believe

about ourselves, our history,

our ancient and rightful claim
over this region of space,

the authority
of this Ministry itself...

is a lie.

That's not what I'm saying
at all.

However, in the light
of my discovery,

some of our beliefs
may have to be... reevaluated.

"Reevaluated."

We will... consider your
request for an expedition.

Well done, Professor.

Hardly.

I failed to anticipate
the level of ignorance

I would be facing.

What do we do now?

I want you to arrange a meeting
with the Circle of Exobiology.

We have supporters there.

Father, I'm concerned.

Unnecessarily.

I don't think
they were very receptive.

They don't need to be.

The evidence
will speak for itself

and word of my discovery
is already traveling.

If enough people
confront the Ministry...

Mathematics was never
your strong point, Father.

You might be overestimating
your support.

You don't believe me,
either, do you?

I want to.

Our ancestors came
from somewhere else.

We don't even belong here?

It all just seems
SO... incredible.

I'm disappointed in you.

Father, please...

let this go.

You're chasing a fantasy...

and you're wasting
your genius.

I'm worried about what's
going to happen to you

if you don't stop.

And what's going to happen
to you if I do stop?

To your children,
to all of Voth?

You'll continue
to live in ignorance...

progress held back
by ancient myth.

The truth must be known.

We've got to leave...

now.

What's happened?

I met
with the Circle of Exobiology.

They're... concerned.

There have been rumors.

About what?

The Ministry
has seized your research

and they're planning
to detain you.

On what charge?

Heresy against Doctrine.

I'll fight it.

It's too late.

Your supporters are frightened.

No one will back you.

I'l have to do this
on my own, then.

Go back to your family.

As long as you're with me,
you're at risk.

I'm not leaving you, Professor.

I've run an analysis
on the uniform marking.

I found what appears

to be a microscopic
identification code.

The translation matrix indicates
it's most likely a proper name.

A name?

Yes. I believe it's the name
of the endotherm's vessel.

We're looking
for something called...

Voyager.

Across the vastness of space

to find one ship
among a sea of stars

is no simple matter.

And for many weeks,
we found nothing.

And then, fortune glanced
in our direction.

A trader from a space station
bordering the Nekrit Expanse

informed us
of a curious group of explorers

claiming to be from
the other side of the galaxy.

The merchants there spoke
of a vessel called Voyager.

They were able to help us
clarify certain details.

With this new information,

we began to acquire
other items and new evidence.

Our most significant find:

A canister of warp plasma
from Voyager's engines.

So now we are scanning space
for a matching signature.

Little is known
about these explorers,

but they call themselves "human™

and they claim
to be traveling home

to a distant planet.

My thoughts are with you, Frola,

as are those
of my colleague, Veer.

Ah, I just sent a transmission
to my daughter.

Was that wise?

I encrypted the carrier signal.

There's no way to trace it.

I hope you gave her my regards.

Of course I did.

I've seen the tint
on your scales

when she's around.

I've let you into
my academic circle,

but now you wish to enter
my family as well?

No, Professor,
I would never presume...

You should know your place.

Traditionally, my family mates
with the family of Towt.

But... traditions are
meant to be broken.

It's the plasma signature.

Scanners have found a match--
a ship, 90 light-years away.

There are 148 life-forms aboard,

traveling at warp 6.2.

I'm engaging
spatial displacement.

It's unlikely
their primitive sensors

will be able to detect us
once we're out of phase.

Take us out of transwarp.

We don't want to pass them.

Done.

I have an image.

What do we say to them?

Nothing.
Not at the moment.

We stand to learn more
by observing them.

Once we've collected
the information we need,

and if they appear nonviolent,
we'll make contact.

Entering portation range.

We'll be looking for
their data storage devices,

analyzing their behavior--

anything that can tell us
who and what these people are.

Eyes open, Veer.

Interphase is stable.

Curious.

I didn't expect the smell.

Well, they are mammals,
after all.

Ah, over here.

Ah, this appears to be
a computer access terminal.

Simple binary system.

I've downloaded their database.

I'll bet you
it's an anodyne relay.

No way. Plasma conduit.

Relay.

I'm telling you, I checked
the conduit network.

My point exactly.

You're not an engineer.

I'll bet you.

Name it.

A male and female interacting.

Let's observe.

Well?

Well...

go ahead and gloat.

The anodyne relays--
who would've guessed?

Just a shot in the dark.

And it hit the bull's-eye.

Tonight, you pay up.

Holodeck 2, Klingon
martial arts program.

No getting out of it this time.

Courting behavior?

Exactly.

Note how the female,
through her feigned antagonism,

encourages the male
in his attempt to mate.

There's no sign of vasodilation
in their skin.

Obviously, they never
evolved that ability,

which would explain
their reliance

on crude verbal interplay.

I'll see you tonight.

B.Y.O.B.

What?

Bring your own bat eth.

Bat'leth.

Report.

We've completed
long-range scans.

If we maintain our present
course, we'll enter

a region of heavy tetryon
radiation within two days.

What's the alternative?

A three-month detour.

Tuvok, enhance the shields.

Lieutenant, hold our course.

Harry, continue
your long-range scans.

Yes, ma'am.

Let's access everything known
about tetryon radiation.

I want to take
every precaution...

Well, Veer, what can you observe
about their social structure?

It's obviously hierarchical

with clear differences
in status and rank.

The males appear to be
subordinate to that female.

Perhaps a matriarchy.

My conclusion exactly.

This is strange.

I'm picking up
spatial fluctuations.

They're coming from the Bridge.

Source?

I'm not sure,

but they're highly localized

with modulating phase variants.

It looks like some kind
of cloaking technology.

All stop.

Intruder alert.

We've exceeded our welcome.

Let's get back to the ship.

What's wrong?

Some sort of force field.

I've erected

a level-10 containment field
around the Bridge, Captain.

Scanning on all
subspace frequencies.

I'm picking up two life-forms.

Localize them.

Mission Ops 1.

Professor...

Their force field
is disrupting our interphase.

I'm compensating.

I can at least get us
off this deck.

Show yourselves.

Captain, the life-forms
left the Bridge.

They're now on Deck 2,
Section 13, Mess Hall.

Seal off the deck.

Deck 2 sealed.

Security team to the Mess Hall.

Intruders?
I don't see any intruders.

It would appear we've
underestimated our endotherms.

Maybe we should make contact--

explain ourselves.

It may come to that.

Captain,

I've analyzed those
spatial phase variants.

Bridge to Chakotay.

Go ahead.

Adjust hand phasers

to a dispersion frequency
of 1.85 gigahertz.

That should disrupt
their cloaking technology.

Acknowledged.

I've matched the frequency
of their shields.

I think we can get off this...

Spatial fluctuations...

there.

Neelix, get down!

Minor phaser burns
to the upper thoracic region--

nothing serious--

but I want to check
for cellular damage.

I'll run a microcellular scan.

Begin a DNA analysis as well.

I'd like to know more
about his molecular physiology.

A belated welcome aboard.

I'm Captain Janeway.

Now, who are you
and what have you done

with my First Officer?

You must have a ship.

Is it cloaked?

We're not going to hurt you.

We just want to know why you...

His heart rate and body
temperature have dropped.

His metabolism is almost
completely shut down.

Is he dying?

I don't think so.

His autonomic nervous system
is still fully functional.

He's gone into some sort
of protective hibernation.

Treat his injuries,
then see if you can revive him.

Examine his technology.

I want to know
what we're up against.

Don't be alarmed.

You're on my research vessel.

Chakotay to Voyager.

Your instinct is to flee,

but I must warn you
there's a confinement field

around the table.

Just stay calm and you
won't hurt yourself.

What do you want from me?

Why did you invade our ship?

It wasn't an invasion.

We were on a field expedition
to learn more

about your species.

We meant no harm.

I'm a molecular paleontologist.

Do you always harpoon
the local wildlife?

An unfortunate mistake.

Veer is inexperienced,
and he panicked.

Your people were firing at us.

I couldn't get to him.

So you took me instead.

Yes.
A living specimen of human.

I've been studying
your computer database

and I have many questions.

The planet of your origin,
correct?

That's right. Earth.

Are there any of my kind there?

Any of my species?

Who are you?

Please, answer the question.

Look, drop the force field
and tell me what's going on.

Then, maybe we can make first
contact in a civilized way.

For what it's worth,
I'm a scientist, too.

Maybe I can help you find

whatever it is
you're looking for.

I won't bite.

Thanks.

My name's Chakotay.

Gegen.

All right, Gegen,
let's talk about Earth.

Your call sounded urgent.

With good reason.

I've analyzed the alien's DNA.

There are 47 genetic markers

identical to those found
in human DNA.

That's more than coincidence.

I thought so, too.

I ran a search for those markers

in Earth's
paleontological database.

Take a look at this.

Incredible.

That's one way of putting it.

It says here that those markers
appeared in hundreds

of Earth species, dating back
tens of millions of...

Their species evolved on Earth?

Apparently so.

And from the look of it,
you and he are distant cousins.

I wonder how distant.

Transfer yourself to Holodeck 2.

I think it's time
we took a stroll

through primeval history.

I've entered the genetic markers
into the holo-database.

Let's see if we can find
our closet relative.

Computer, analyze
the genetic markers

and search Earth's
fossil record.

Identify any ancestors
common to both humans

and the alien in Sick Bay.

Life-form found.

Display.

Genus eryops.

Devonian Era.

Eryops...

this creature lived
over 400 million years ago.

And is thought to be
the last common ancestor

of cold-blooded and
warm-blooded organisms.

Yes, yes.

Let's take the next step
in our little stroll.

Computer, what's
the most highly evolved

cold-blooded organism
to develop from the eryops?

Genus hadrosaur.
Cretaceous Era.

Display the life-form.

As I recall,
the hadrosaur vanished

when a mass extinction occurred

at the end
of the Cretaceous Period.

What if the hadrosaur
didn't die off?

What if some of them
survived that extinction

and continued to evolve?

I could well imagine
this creature

giving rise to a more
complex life-form.

Certainly the building blocks
are there--

bipedal, grasping hands...

Computer, run a genome
projection algorithm.

If the hadrosaur
had continued to evolve

over the last 65 million years,

extrapolate the most probable
appearance.

Extrapolation complete.

Display life-form.

That creature napping
in Sick Bay...

is a dinosaur.

The question is:

Why have we never seen him
in the natural history museums?

If a saurian species
had developed

a language and technology,

you'd think they would have
left something behind,

but what if it evolved
on an isolated continent?

A land mass that was destroyed.

Earth has been devastated
by countless natural disasters

over the course of its history--
asteroids, volcanoes,

earthquakes.

All evidence of your race
could be

at the bottom of the ocean
or under kilometers of rock.

Obviously, not all of my people
became extinct.

Some of them must have developed
space-faring technology

and left the planet.

And ended up here
in the Delta Quadrant.

Our true origins on Earth
lost over the eons,

replaced by Doctrine...

the myth that we were
the first race.

Now you understand
why I had to find your ship.

Next time, you might try
a simple "hello" first.

"Eyes open."

I'm afraid I let my own
prejudice get in the way.

I was... wary of you.

We have very poor relations
with non-saurian races.

Mammals in particular
are considered to be a...

lower life-form,

but I must admit, I've never
gotten to know one before.

I hope I've made
a good impression.

In fact, you have.

Well, I suggest we
get back to Voyager.

Your friend Veer
is probably sick

of the mammalian food by now.

I can't do that.

Why not?

I've already made arrangements

to meet my supporters
on the fourth colony.

They're waiting for us.

Tell them we'll be late.

You don't understand
what I'm up against.

I'm being charged
with heresy against Doctrine.

You're my only evidence.

If enough people see
living proof of my theory,

even the Ministry will be forced
to acknowledge the truth.

I can't let you go now.

Not until it's over.

I'm sorry.

This should to the trick.

An apple?

You said you wanted
an organic test subject.

I was referring
to a bio-cylinder,

but the fruit will suffice.

Let's give it a try.

Fascinating.

This alien device is apparently
pushing the apple

slightly out of phase
with our space-time continuum.

A personal cloaking device.

More advanced than any cloak
I've ever seen.

Mr. Kim?

I'm reading a massive spatial
displacement dead ahead.

Red Alert.

We're being probed.

Shields at maximum.

Hail them.

No response.

They're locking onto the ship
with an energy beam.

It's cutting right through
our shields.

It's some sort of transporter.

Report.

We've been beamed
inside the alien vessel.

We're losing power.

Switch to auxiliary.

I'm locked out
of command control.

All systems are shutting down.

Arm yourselves.

Tuvok to Bridge.

Captain Janeway, respond.

Turbolifts are off-line.

Let's get to a Jefferies tube.

Tuvok, I hope
that's your stomach.

My tricorder's not working.

There appears
to be a dampening fie...

Tuvok?

Go.

I'm not going to...

That's an order, Lieutenant.

I can't get a single relay
back on-line.

Somehow, they've locked us
out of all primary systems.

Let's get down
to Main Engineering.

We can access the manual
override from there...

Your vessel
is under our control.

It's an automated message
from the Ministry of Elders.

It says that they've
captured the Voyager,

that if I don't return
to the city ship

and face my accusers,
they'll destroy my evidence...

kill everyone on board.

What are you going to do?

I won't be responsible
for those deaths,

but if I go back now
without my support,

they'll discredit my theory;
suppress the truth.

That might be difficult

with the evidence
standing right beside you.

They've taken my ship.

It sounds to me
like we're all on trial here.

I've just laid in a course
for the city ship.

We're looking
for two of our own kind.

One was found
in your medical bay.

Where is the other?

I don't know.

He took my First Officer
and disappeared.

Our scans indicate
that your ship is alone.

Where do you come from?

If you want my cooperation,

I suggest you release my vessel.

You are non-indigenous beings.

You have no rights
under Doctrine.

Where do you come from?

Apparently... we're from
the same place you are--

Earth.

I see that Gegen
has begun spreading his lies.

Paris to Janeway.

Captain, if you can hear me,
I've got weapons control

and I've armed
a full spread of torpedoes.

Who's that?

My helmsman.

Sounds like he's
about to blast a hole

in the side of your ship.

Lieutenant Paris, fire.

You might want
to hold on to something.

Launch protocols
have been disrupted.

Switch to auxiliary protocols.

Unable to comply.

Weapon systems are off-line.

How?

Method unknown.

Paris to Janeway.

Go ahead.

Captain, someone
on the alien vessel

detected my launch sequence.

I don't know how they did it,
but I'm completely locked out.

Nice try, Tom.

Haluk to Command.

The Voyager's Captain
is proving uncooperative.

I request an interrogation
surgeon to assist with the...

That won't be necessary.

Gegen is in custody.

Remain on the Voyager

and wait
for further instructions.

Professor Forra Gegen,

you are accused
of heresy against Doctrine.

Do you wish
to retract your claims

regarding
the Distant Origin Theory?

1 do not.

Then we will proceed.

Three months ago,
you circulated a study

criticizing what you called
"resistance to truth" --

once again, disputing Doctrine.

I apologize if I wrote anything
that offended the Elders,

but I never even mentioned
the word "doctrine."

You didn't have to.

Your meaning was clear.

For nearly a decade,

you've used
the Distant Origin Theory

to attack and undermine

the guiding principles
of our society.

Not so! I've been pursuing
a scientific investigation.

I'm not concerned at all
with Doctrine!

My point exactly.

Your disregard for the effects
of your casual theorizing

is why you stand accused.

You are reckless
and irresponsible, and you are

a destructive influence
to our society.

But it is not too late

for you to redress
the damage you have done.

Disavow your claims.

Acknowledge your mistakes

and this Ministry
will show you leniency.

I'm sorry.

I can't deny the evidence.

The proof is standing
right beside me.

Proof?

Really?

Our scientists have
analyzed your data.

Their conclusion:

"These creatures are
not related to us at all.

"The genetic similarities

are a result of random
convergence, nothing more."

If I may speak?

Voyager's database contains

a complete fossil record
of my planet.

Your genetic markers appear
not only in humans

but in hundreds of species
throughout our history.

That's a lot
of "random convergence."

If you'd take a look
at the data...

We have.

The data isn't in question.

Your interpretation is.

Professor Gegen,
I don't want to be here

any more than you do,

and frankly, I would prefer
not to be responsible

for disgracing one of
our most venerable scientists.

All I ask is that
you admit the possibility

that your interpretation
is wrong.

Will you at least do that?

1 will admit that there
are still questions.

The picture is incomplete.

But I am certain of this:

We are from the planet
these humans call Earth.

There are those who disagree.

Tova Veer, you are
an accomplished young scientist.

You were initiated
into the Circle of Archaeology

with the highest of honors.

Yes, Minister.

And you have been Professor
Gegen's assistant for six years.

I've had that privilege.

You are familiar--

intimately involved with
all of your mentor's research

regarding the so-called
Distant Origin Theory?

That is correct.

In your expert evaluation,

what is the validity
of the Professor's analysis?

It is flawed, Minister.

Veer!

You're saying you and Gegen
were mistaken?

Yes.

I've reviewed
all of his research,

including data
from the Voyager's computer.

I've checked and rechecked
the procedures.

I now believe
that we were... overzealous.

We saw an evolutionary
connection

when, in fact, there was none.

Enthusiasm and passion
are never wrong, Veer.

Your only mistake was allowing
them to distort your judgment.

You may go.

Professor Gegen,
1 will ask you again:

Could you be mistaken?

What did you say to him?

That you'd take away his honors
if he didn't cooperate?

That you'd send him
to a detention colony?

Could you be mistaken?

Did you threaten his family?!

Respond to the question!

No! Why should I?

You've already made up
your mind.

This inquiry isn't
about evidence and proof.

It's about keeping you
in that chair!

Gegen!

It's about maintaining a myth

that keeps the Ministry
in power.

You'd do anything to silence me.

Well, it won't work.

I'll never retract my claims.

I'd rather go to prison

than help you
perpetuate ignorance!

Your true scales
are finally showing.

You're right, Minister.

I was mistaken.

I thought you might actually
care about the truth,

even if it called into question

some of our deepest beliefs,
and...

We are not immigrants!

1 will not deny 20 million years
of history and Doctrine

just because one insignificant
saurian has a theory.

One last time:

Could you be mistaken?

It's you who are mistaken,
Minister.

What?

You accuse Gegen of having
his objectivity clouded

by... wishful thinking,

but aren't you guilty
of the same charge?

I am not on trial here.

I understand,

but, in a way, your beliefs are.

How you think about yourselves,
your place in the universe--

that is on trial

and this isn't the first time.

What do you mean?

I've had the opportunity
over the last few days

to learn something
about your culture--

your great accomplishments.

Consider the breakthrough
into transwarp.

An incredible achievement,
and yet,

your ancient Doctrine predicted
terrible disasters

if it were even attempted.

That held your race back
for millennia

until someone took a chance
and challenged that prediction.

They succeeded, and your society

entered a new chapter
of exploration

and your Doctrine
was changed accordingly.

I know from the history
of my own planet

that change is difficult.

New ideas are often greeted
with skepticism-- even fear.

But sometimes
those ideas are accepted

and when they are...

progress is made.

Eyes are opened.

When I open my eyes
to this theory,

what I see appalls me.

I see my race fleeing
your wretched planet--

a group of pathetic refugees

crawling and scratching
their way across the galaxy,

stumbling into this domain.

I see a race with no birthright,
no legacy.

That is unacceptable.

I see something very different,
Minister--

an ancient race of saurians,

probably the first
intelligent life

on Earth-- surrounded by

some of the most terrifying
creatures that ever lived.

And yet, they thrived,

developed language
and culture and technology.

And when the planet
was threatened with disaster,

they boldly launched
themselves into space,

crossed what must have seemed
like unimaginable distances,

facing the unknown every day,

but somehow,
they stayed together,

kept going with the same courage
that had served them before

until they reached
this Quadrant,

where they laid the foundation
of what was to become

the great Voth culture.

Deny that past...

and you deny the struggle and
achievements of your ancestors.

Deny your origins on Earth...

and you deny your true heritage.

Do you retract your claims?

No.

I stand by them.

Very well.

It is my judgment
you will suffer

the consequences
of your obstinacy.

Gegen, you are guilty
of heresy against Doctrine

and will be placed
on a detention colony.

For as long as you breathe,

you will neither teach
nor engage in research.

Your life
as a scientist has ended.

As you wish.

Chakotay
of the Voyager starship,

you, your Captain and her crew
will join Professor Gegen.

Why? You have nothing to gain
by imprisoning them.

Let them go.

You will spend
the remainder of your lives

on a detention colony.

Your ship will be destroyed.

Minister...

You will surrender
your vessel immediately,

and inform your crew
that this judgment...

Stop this, please!

Are you offering me
an alternative?

I have...

reconsidered

and I retract my claims

regarding
the Distant Origin Theory.

My analysis of the data
was obviously flawed.

I was...

mistaken.

You are prepared to refute
your work publicly

before the Circles of Science?

Yes.

You will then be assigned
to another area of research.

Surely paleontology
has become tiresome to you

after so many years.

Perhaps metallurgical analysis

would be a more rewarding
vocation for you.

Perhaps.

I am not unreasonable.

You were drawn into this...
situation

through no fault of your own.

You are to be returned
to your ship

where you will set course
away from our territory.

It would be
in your best interest

if I never saw you again.

I'm not so good at chemistry.

My career
as a metallurgical scientist

is likely to be...
undistinguished.

I'm sorry.

I was foolish.

Arrogant...

and I lost everything.

You were courageous,

as the Voth have always been

from the first time
they left Earth.

And you, Chakotay,
have been a colleague...

a friend.

1 will not forget you.

There's something else
I hope you never forget.

Someday,

every Voth will see this
as home.

Someday.
Eyes open.

Eyes open.

Chakotay to Voyager.

Energize.