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Last time
on Star Trek: Voyager...

You are resilient prey.

I'm no one's prey!

She'll survive.

What about her neural interface?

Stable.

Shall I return her
to the Klingon simulation?

No.

Bring her to Holodeck 1.

I've found another program
I want to try.

Here in your arms this way...

I'm Katrine.

Le Coeur de Lion
is my establishment.

The commandant would have us

continue this simulation
until we rot.

It's pointless.

We should begin the hunt.

We've been able to expand
both holodeck grids

by 5,000 square meters.

More.

The colonel is
in a strange mood today.

I have found a way
to disable the interface

by remodulating
one of your Borg implants

to emit a jamming signal.

You circumvented our control!

How?

You're sending a message
to the Nazis.

No.

Step away or I'll kill you.

Need a hand, buddy?

Captain Miller,
Fifth Armored Infantry.

Welcome to Sainte Claire.

This building
is being targeted.

Let's get out of here.

You wanted a war?

Looks like you've got one.

And now the conclusion.

Looks like the Hirogen
have been busy.

This entire section
has been equipped

with holo-emitters.

Let's get to Astrometrics.

There are 85 Hirogen on board

concentrated
on Decks 2 through 9.

What about the Bridge?

Four Hirogen and Ensign Kim.

At least he's alive.

The neural interfaces--

you said they're controlled
through Sick Bay.

Yes. There's only one
Hirogen in Sick Bay

with the Doctor,
but the corridors

outside are heavily guarded.

That's our first objective--
disable the interfaces--

but we'll need help.

We did have allies in the
World War Il simulation--

the French Resistance.

It's time we mount
a resistance of our own.

The battle is concentrated
here in Holodeck 1,

but the fighting has spilled
out onto Decks 5 and 6.

And it looks like a group
of holographic Americans

is invading Deck 7.

Show me the breach
in the hologrid.

I've lost the visual link.

It was the last active circuit

connecting the Bridge
to the holodecks.

There's only one way
to stop this.

I need to go to Engineering
and initiate a power surge

across the holo-emitter network.

It'll blow out
the entire system.

No. That would destroy
both the holodecks.

Look, simulation or not,
if this battle keeps going

we could all be killed.

I want that technology
preserved.

Commander.

Status.

I was able to reach Deck 5,

but holographic forces
are massing near the breach.

If I'm to get into the holodeck,
I'll need help.

Take the hunters
from the Klingon simulation.

When I find Captain Janeway,
should I kill her?

No.

Bring her to me.

This is no longer a game.

This hunt is real.

We should kill the prey.

The Voyager crew must
remain alive to make repairs

or we could lose everything--

this vessel, its technology.

You said that you understood
the importance

of what we're doing here.

I'll get the hunters.

We think it's a secret compound
the Nazis built

after they took over the city.

What I don't understand

is how they managed
to camouflage it so well.

Indeed.

We've been scrutinizing
German troop movements

since the occupation.

We knew nothing
of this installation.

Don't sweat it.

Our recon planes missed it, too.

Any idea what they're
hiding in there, Captain?

We saw all sorts of scientific
equipment-- strange metals,

instruments we can't identify.

I've relayed the findings
to Military Intelligence.

They believe this

could be an advanced
munitions laboratory

designed to build
some kind of superweapon.

We've got to put it
out of business.

I've already sent
three squads in,

but the Nazis are putting up
one hell of a fight.

I've requested
additional troops.

Lieutenant,
this restaurant will serve

as our command post.

Set up the transmitter

and post guards
around the perimeter.

Yes, sir.

You've done a bang-up job,
but we'll take it from here.

Tell your people to lie low

and that the Americans
said "thanks."

This is our city.

We have no intention
of lying low.

Listen, honey, the time

for sneaking messages
back and forth is over.

This is war,
and you aren't soldiers.

He's right.

We have weapons hidden
throughout the city.

Brigette will tell
you where they are.

Sounds good.

Lieutenant, take care of it.

I can see you haven't changed.

Bring me one
of those street maps.

Most of the guns, we stole
from the German army.

The explosives, we bought
from the black market.

We could use both.

Our biggest stockpile
is buried here--

two meters beneath
the last row of seats

of the Cinema Mystére.

You remember it, don't you?

Hmm.

I'm No Angel with Mae West.

There's heavy fighting
in that area.

What's the best way in?

We dug a tunnel that leads
directly to the stockpile.

Here. I'll show you.

Incidentally...

we saw Death Takes a Holiday.

It was the Mae West movie.
I'm sure of it.

She was singing...

"Sister Honky Tonk,"
and I put my arm around you.

And during
the courtroom scene...

I kissed you.

You know, I think you're right.

I guess the experience wasn't
exactly burned into your memory.

Not the movie.

But I do remember the kiss.

So...

did you get my last letter?

You mean the one asking
me to leave France?

Germany was about to invade.

I thought you'd be safer
back in the States... with me.

But... I guess
you found someone else

to take care of you.

There's never been
anybody else.

Then who...?

He's second in command
of the Sainte Claire occupation.

The first time he saw me,
he said I was pretty.

I took advantage
of his interest.

He doesn't know
I'm in the Resistance.

The child is his.

I'm sorry.

Soam ll.

Hold your fire.

Katrine...

you survived.

Are you surprised?

Very.

Nazi headquarters was destroyed.

We assumed you were killed
in the explosion.

What is that?

Some kind of an escape tunnel?

That's precisely what it is.

You're the leader
of the local Resistance.

That's right.

Captain Miller,
Fifth Armored Infantry.

This is Lieutenant Davis.

I take it you've seen the
German bunker we uncovered.

I just came from there.

We suspect it's a munitions lab.

Can you confirm that?

Yes. A munitions lab.

Then this is it.

We're calling in an air strike.

Contact the RAF.

Hold on, Captain.

There's an easier way
to do this

with a minimum of casualties.

Let's hear it.

I've located the generator
that powers the entire complex.

It's heavily guarded,
but with your help,

I can get close enough
to set off some explosives.

My orders are to blow
the entire compound

before the Germans
send in reinforcements.

I saw technology in there
you can't begin to imagine--

warheads powerful enough
to destroy this entire valley

if they're
accidentally detonated.

Call for an air strike,

may be the last call you make.

How can you get close enough?

This tunnel.

I've been watching this compound

for several months,
and I've got a man inside.

The place is crawling
with Krauts.

That's why I need your help.

If your men can clear
these two corridors,

it'll give us access
to this entryway.

Get me there,
and I can take care of the rest.

"C" Company--
what's their status?

They're holding position
about 200 yards from here.

Get them on the horn.

You'll lead us
into the compound,

but I'm coming with you.

I work better alone.

This isn't a request.
It's an order.

Order? Do I look

like I'm wearing
one of your uniforms?

1 go alone.

I thought you needed our help.

I'll be right behind you.

Lieutenant Blake.

There's been
a change of plans...

Even if I manage to disrupt
the neural interfaces,

we've still got a war to fight.

We're going to need something
a lot more effective

than these old firearms.

I believe I can enhance
these weapons

using Borg technology,
but I'll have

to access Cargo Bay 2.

If something goes wrong
and I don't succeed,

you'll be the only one left

who knows what's
really going on.

Understood.

Have our suspicions
been confirmed?

Suspicions?

Is she a collaborator?

I think we can trust her.

Are you certain?

Three hours ago,
you were prepared

to put a bullet in her head.

She's on our side.

In your absence,

I may be forced to make
that determination for myself.

I've already made it.

You're not to harm her.

Is that understood?

German forces are advancing
on our position.

Let's give them a warm welcome.

Mademoiselle, after you.

Punctured lung,
arterial rupture,

fracture of the 13th vertebrae.

He needs surgery.

First- and second-degree burns
to the face and neck.

Treat him.

His injuries are minor.

He can wait.

I said treat him!

This man has
massive internal injuries.

If I don't operate now,
he'll die.

Treat the burns, or I'll
deactivate your program.

What kind of physician are you?

The first rule of triage

states that critical injuries
take priority.

Your rules, not mine.

From now on, leave the wounded
prey where they fall.

Tend only to our own.

I'm as dry
as the crater at Tarpahk...

...in the middle
of the dry season...

when it's dry!

I'm not done!

Share with your brothers.

It's the eve of battle.

I may be drunk,

but I can still send your soul
to the next world

and leave your body here
to rot!

Though from the stench of it,
I'd say it's begun to already.

Tom.

Wrong guy.

You speak English?

Yeah.

I speak English.

American?

I didn't see him coming.

You saved my life.

Why are you out of uniform?

What company are you with?

um...

well, I'm a... I'm a civilian.

In the middle
of a battle zone in France?

The hell you are.

Go on.

I'm right behind you.

Look, I don't have time
for 20 questions.

You say you're an American?

All right then, if Betty Grable
came around that corner

what part of her
would you be staring at?

Sorry. Time's up.

Her legs!

I-I'd be staring at her legs.

Bull's-eye.

Lucky for you.

You're a gung ho kind of gal,
aren't ya?

Does that bother you?

Nope. Just not used to it,
that's all.

The girls back home
are a little different.

I guess when it comes
to my people's safety,

this girl tends to get
a little... gung ho.

Nothing to apologize for.

I'm the same way with my men.

There's not a day goes by
when I don't think to myself,

"I'm going to get
‘em back safely

even if I die trying."

I know the feeling.

We're about to enter some caves
that run under the town.

Caves?

We're going to meet
our contact there.

I should warn you.

There are eccentric people
who live in the caves,

but don't be alarmed.

...ro-cha loH qech

ro-cha loH qech

qor'taH-taH-taH-taH-
taH-taH-taH Dech roH

taH-taH-taH-taH-taH-taH

Dech roH!

Good evening, gentlemen.

Who are you?

How did you get past
our battle lines?

We're friends.

Allies.

Sent by what House?

The House of...

...of ToH-Maag.

ToH-Maag.

I never heard of it.

I'm not surprised.

It's a long way from here.

This battle doesn't concern you.

Maybe not...

but we'd be honored

to fight alongside
such great warriors.

If you prefer, we'll take
our weapons elsewhere.

Wait!

I'll consider your request...

but first, prove your fortitude.

Drink!

San-roH

t')patoH-cha!

I guess my French
is a little rusty.

Don't drink it.

It's twice as strong as whiskey.

I'll be right back.

Eh?

Captain. Is... is it you?

Yes. We've got to disable
the rest of those interfaces.

The controls are routed

through the surgical
console in Sick Bay,

but it will take time
to disable all of them.

We don't have time.

I'll access the Jefferies tube
that runs under that deck plate,

set a few charges
and blow out the console.

Charges? The Hirogen
have seized the armories.

No problem.

1 got all the ammo I need
right here.

Holographic explosives?

With the safety protocols
off-line,

they're as good
as the real thing.

Hmm.

Ah! Another of your warriors?

Yes.

He's a frail-looking thing.

I'll contact you
when I've disabled

the rest of the interfaces.

In the meantime, stay here.

With the Klingons?

Believe me, it's peaceful
compared to Sainte Claire.

Captain.

Please, don't do that.

They've got us outnumbered!

And outgunned.

They're setting up
a machine gun emplacement

across the street.

Where have you been?

Obtaining supplies.

What is this?

German technology taken
from their compound.

I can use them
to enhance our weapons.

I've cornered
several Voyager crewmen,

but they've taken refuge
in a guarded building.

I need three nucleonic charges
to penetrate the structure.

Nucleonic charges could damage
the holodeck further.

Use your hand weapons.

Then I'll need more hunters.

They're on the way.

Damn.
There's a level-9 force field

around the surgical console.

We'll have to go in
and shut it down.

"Force field"?

I'll explain later.

Set the detonator
for five minutes.

Five hunters have been killed
in the last hour.

You must engage
the safety protocols.

Those protocols
aren't functioning.

Then I'll need assistance to...

Stand by.

You.

Get him out of here.

There are ten pounds of dynamite
under the floor

set to blow in less
than three minutes.

Move.

Bridge to Sick Bay.

Sick Bay, respond.

Bridge to Deck 56.

Converge on the Sick Bay.

- Oow!
- Oh!

We're on the holodeck
under attack.

You must...

Bridge, this is Holodeck 1.

I have seized the building

and I have found
another access to this holodeck.

Seal it.

How many captives?

Four.

Their neural interfaces
have been disabled.

I will make the Kill.

No. They are not prey;
they are hostages.

I'll need them.

As you wish.

You. Help me seal this hatch.

So, what do you think?

A boy or a girl?

It's a holographic projection.

Unfortunately,
it's a very good projection.

I feel 20 kilos heavier.

It even Kicks.

I don't recognize this program.

I do.

He's wearing a Nazi uniform.

We're on Earth
during the second world war.

"Nazi"?

Totalitarian fanatics
bent on world conquest--

the Borg of their day,
no offense.

None taken.

What are you staring at?

Get up.

You deceived me.

Really?

I should've seen through
your flirtations.

If you say so.

The thought of you
carrying my child disgusts me.

You're not the only one.

Look, I don't know what went on

between the two of you,
but it's obviously over now.

I see you're acquainted.

Do you find her as attractive
as I once did?

I'll miss our nights together.

Pig!

Put the weapon away.

Now.

Funny. He doesn't
seem like your type.

Doctor, trouble.

Now what?

The Klingons are starting
to wake up from their nap.

All right, all right, hold on.

What are you doing?

I've established an interface
with Holodeck 1.

I want to monitor
what's going on over there

in case the crew needs my help.

Qapla'!

Uh-oh. What should we do?

Not having a cure
for Klingon hangovers,

I couldn't tell you.

The battle has begun.

Our plan is to penetrate
the enemy's position,

cut his forces in half.

And a very good plan it is.

Best of luck with it.

You

will lead us into
battle, great warrior.

Maybe I'll just watch
from here--

try to offer up some pointers

as things develop.

to‘gaH! Lead the attack
or die here by my hand.

You heard him.

Don't argue with the man--
run along.

I'll reattach any severed limbs.

Just don't misplace them.

You! Cover our flank.

Qapla'!

Qapla'.

Tallyho.

Enter.

Leave her.

I see you've done
some redecorating.

Your attempt
to retake this vessel was...

inventive.

From the day I seized
Voyager, you put up

a dauntless fight,
but your fight is over now.

You're going to help me
shut down these simulations

and repair the holodecks.

No.

We'll destroy this ship
before we surrender it.

Don't threaten me, Captain.

I've faced far more
intimidating prey than you.

If this fight continues,
I promise you,

I will hunt down and kill
every member of your crew.

Well, by then this ship
will be damaged beyond repair

and there won't be much
of a trophy left, will there?

Perhaps I should kill you

and find someone
who will cooperate.

Good luck.
You'll get the same response

from all of them.

You don't realize
what's at stake.

I know what's at stake--
your sick little game.

This is not a game!

Then what is it?

I'm trying to create a future
for my people.

Future?

I don't expect you
to understand.

You are prey.

You underestimate us.

Yes.

Perhaps I do.

I'm listening.

My people are hunting
themselves into extinction.

Your holodeck technology
might offer us

an alternative--
a new way of life.

Instead of scattering ourselves
across the Quadrant

in pursuit of prey,
we could simulate the hunt

and give ourselves a chance
to rebuild our civilization.

And confine your killing
to holograms.

With the safety protocols
off-line, the pursuit is just

as challenging.

Oh, I understand
what you're trying to do,

but then... why have
you been torturing us?

Why have you thrown my crew

into one brutal
simulation after another?

I've been studying your behavior
as I do with all my prey,

but your holodecks
allowed me to go further--

to explore your culture,
your history.

I must admit
I've learned a great deal.

How so?

Your people have faced
extinction many times,

but you've always
managed to avoid it.

You seem to recognize
the need for change.

Yes. You've got one
of those moments

running right now
on the holodeck.

We called it World War II.

One of your most difficult eras.

And yet you survived.

It wasn't easy.

You are a resilient species.

I admire your cunning.

Let's end this.

I'll call a cease-fire

and we can try
to contain the damage.

I want my ship back,
but in return, I will give you

what you need to create
the holodeck technology.

It would be cunning
for you to agree.

Synthetic.

And undrinkable.

I am tired of this simulation.

Mein Herr, a word with you.

And these holograms
are becoming annoying as well.

What are we waiting for?

Why don't we execute
these prisoners?

Orders from the commandant.

If I may speak freely?

The commandant has been acting
strangely the past few days.

He's been questioning
German superiority.

Perhaps we shouldn't follow
his orders so...

blindly.

You will do as he says...

as long as I tell you to.

I don't know how much longer

I can stand
being trapped in here.

Perhaps you would enjoy
some entertainment.

Sing.

I will not.

Sing...

or you will die.

Then I'll die.

Seven, you are a valued member
of this crew.

The logical response
would be to grant his request.

Logic is irrelevant.

One day the Borg
will assimilate your species

despite your arrogance.

When that moment arrives,
remember me.

Bridge to Holodeck 1.

Yes.

I've come to an agreement
with Captain Janeway.

Call a cease-fire.

What?!

Captain...?

It's true, Tuvok.

Our first order of business

is to call off the troops.

I want you to find Chakotay

and have him
convince his soldiers

to pull out of the city.

Aye, Captain.

Turanj, order our hunters
to end the fighting.

This is madness.

We're winning this battle.

Our civilization depends
on this agreement.

Acknowledged.

You heard him.

Release the captives.

I'll tell the others.

Order all units
to withdraw to these positions.

I have always thought
highly of you.

Have you?

Yes.

But the commandant is a fool.

He doesn't understand.

He's never embraced
the Fuhrer... or his vision.

One does not cooperate
with decadent forms of life.

One hunts them down
and eliminates them.

The commandant speaks
of civilization.

The ancient Romans
were civilized.

The Jews are civilized.

But in all its moral
decay, Rome fell

to the spears
of our ancestors...

as the Jews are falling now.

Look at our destiny.

The field of red.

The purity of German blood.

The blazing white
circle of the sun

that sanctified that blood.

No one can deny us,
no power on Earth or beyond--

not the Christian savior,
not the God of the Jews.

We are driven by the very force

that gives life
to the universe itself.

We must countermand
the commandant's orders.

Stay and fight.

We must be faithful
to who we are.

You two, follow me.

All units, clear the valley.

Return
to your previous positions.

We're calling a cease-fire.

Repeat. Cease-fire.

Well, the word is out.

Whether it will be acted upon
is another question.

Oh, they'll follow orders.

I'm their commanding officer,
remember?

Keep it moving!
Keep it moving!

Get the lead out of your pants!

Yes, sir. You heard him!
Let's move it.

Mid-20th century American slang.

You got a problem
with that, sister?

You're enjoying this simulation.

I find that peculiar,
given the circumstances.

Loosen up, baby doll.

The war's almost over.

So much for the cease-fire!

Fire! Fire!

I've been monitoring
the other simulation

and the fighting's
getting worse.

The crew is taking
heavy casualties.

How can we help?

I'll transfer my program
to Holodeck 1.

You take the Jefferies tube
and meet me there.

There's only the two of us.

Nevertheless,
we have to try and...

Even half drunk,

Klingons are among the best
warriors in the galaxy.

But they're already
in the middle of a war

with the House of...
mmm, uh, whatever it is.

Then you'll just have
to convince them

that there's a more important
battle to be waged.

What, me?

You are their "great warrior."
Lead them.

Pardon me, gentlemen.

I wonder if I might
have a word with you.

They're Klingons, not kittens.

You will listen!

These sensors show you've placed

holo-emitters
on Decks 5 through 12?

No wonder the system breached.

You've turned Voyager
into one big holodeck.

Can you shut it down?

Yes, but I'm going to have
to initiate an overload.

We'll worry about
making repairs later.

Right now, we've got to put
an end to those simulations.

Janeway to Ensign Kim.

Yes, Captain.

Harry, I'm going
to need your help

overloading
the holo-emitter network.

I'm transferring optical
processor control to you now.

Start charging the
secondary power relays.

We'll use them
to trigger the overload.

I'm on it.

This is going to take some time.

There are over 800 emitters
that we have to...

Move away from the controls!

Why haven't you ordered
the cease-fire?

Move away from the controls.

Listen to me.

No!

What are you waiting for?

I am a hunter.

You are my prey.

Run.

Acknowledged. Out.

Our holographic allies
are losing ground.

The German troops
are surrounding the city.

I don't know how much longer
we can hold them off.

These weapons are pretty crude.

They're not much help.

Maybe we should fall back.

Where to? They're coming in
from all sides.

Tuvok, any chance we can get

through that breach
in the hologrid?

Unlikely.
20 more Hirogen

have taken up position
near the opening.

We are outnumbered.

How's it going?

I'm modifying
this explosive device

to emit a photonic burst.

It'll be harmless
to organic tissue,

but it should disrupt
all holographic activity

within 20 meters.

We'll try to buy you some time.

I'll be in Sick Bay.

Schnell!
Schnell!

Ja.

They're closing in.
Seven!

Surrender.

Auf stehen.

Verdammt.

Bring that one to me.

1 will spare
your life for now,

but only because you are
carrying a German child.

Please don't do this.

I can be of use to you.

I can help you repair the ship.

Don't kill me.

Against the wall.

Your deaths will serve
the glory of the Reich.

Prepare to fire.

Fight on, warriors!

This way!

Qapla', gentlemen!
Qapla'!

This hunt is over.

Tell your hunters to stand down.

I'll use this
if you force me to.

It's over.

Let's go.

Captain's Log, Stardate 51715.2.

The damage to Voyager
has been extreme.

Both sides have taken
heavy casualties,

and it's clear that no one
is going to win this conflict.

The fighting
has reached a standstill

and the remaining Hirogen

have agreed
to negotiate a truce.

What is this?

An optronic datacore.

You can use it to create
holodeck technology

on your own vessels.

I made a promise with your
leader before he died

that I would give this
knowledge to the Hirogen.

Take it.

His ideas were unconventional.

I do not share them.

Was he any more unconventional
than you are...

calling a cease-fire
with your prey?

Only a few days ago,

the thought of speaking
with us on equal terms

would've been inconceivable,
but here we are.

Accept this...

trophy.

You can use it to create
a new future for your people.

At the very least, you can
hang it on your bulkhead.