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[dramatic music]

[exciting music]

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[dramatic musical flourish]

- So I got Janeway back online.

She helped me plug in the Warp Matrix.

- [whistles] - A crazy whoosh

went into the engine.

And then all of you came back! - Wow.

- Good work, kid. - [laughs]

- We were separated across fractured time,

yet we still found a way to work together.

- We make a good team. Who would've thought?

- [laughs] Jankom would've thought.

[all laugh]

- I still can't believe this guy got onto our ship.

No matter how far we run, the Diviner always finds us.

Guess we can never let our guard down, huh, Nok-head?

[grunts]

- Ah! We let our guard down!

- What did you do?

- I didn't do anything.

[garbled speech]

- Come back to me. - [gasps]

- Come back to me.

- Haunted head! Turn it off!

- No! Shh. Listen, it's a recording.

- To the thieves who have stolen my "Protostar,"

I deliver an ultimatum.

This chase across the galaxy ends now.

You will come to Tars Lamora,

and return the "Protostar" to me.

- No way he's getting our ship.

- In exchange, I give you my word to release the Unwanted.

If you do not comply within one day's cycle,

the miners will pay the price.

- Ugh. - He's a monster.

- My progeny,

I never wanted it to come to this.

But there are needs greater than either of ours.

Come back to me.

To the thieves who have stolen my--

[slowed garbled speech] "Protostar"--

- [coos] - [gasps]

Gwyn?

- [groans]

- We never should've left.

The others are in trouble 'cause we got away.

We need to go back.

- We can't give my father this ship.

- Besides, the "Protostar" isn't big enough

to save all the miners.

- But it was designed to do more

than joyride across the galaxy.

- What are you suggesting? A rescue mission?

Us? Bah!

We're not Starfleet.

We can barely save ourselves.

[groans]

We should contact the Federation.

Let them handle it.

- By the time Starfleet reaches Tars Lamora,

it'll be too late.

- One day. One measly day.

- And only enough power for one Proto-Warp.

Two choices:

either we jump to the Federation,

unsure if they can make it in time,

or jump to Tars Lamora, and surrender our ship

for the lives of our brethren.

- Assuming we can trust my father.

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- I know you're listening, Janeway.

- I don't envy your position.

Neither option is a guarantee.

Ultimately, the choice is the Captain's alone.

- [grunts]

How is this even a debate?

Going back for the miners is a bad call.

- Oh. - That Jankom couldn't

be prouder to make with you dum dums!

Who's in?

- I'm in! - [chirping]

- Hoot, hoot!

- What do you say, Cap?

[inspiring music]

- [groans]

[doors whir]

- Dal?

Dal?

Dal!

You're the one who wanted to be in charge.

Now, when faced with a tough choice, you just run away?

Are you scared?

Or just selfish?

- You know how many times I tried to escape Tars Lamora?

If we go back, we might never leave.

You don't understand. You aren't like us.

- I know it's a risk.

- Everything we fought for--

the ship, our freedom, our friends!

We could lose all of it!

If it was just me, sure. In a heartbeat.

But I can't risk losing...

us.

Don't look at me like that. I meant all of us.

Th--the crew.

- [sighs] Of course.

- You want us to go into hostile territory,

outnumbered 100 to one,

to make a trade with someone we can't even trust.

And if we're lucky enough to survive that,

we still need to escape with all the miners

without a ship.

- When you put it that way... yes.

- This is a no-win scenario, Gwyn.

This is our Kobayashi Maru.

- So what are you saying?

- It can't be one of my half-baked plans.

Not with all of our lives on the line.

- Don't forget, you're not alone.

We're in cat boots now.

[triumphant music]

Let's plan together.

- Let's get to work.

♪ ♪

- Hmm.

- I brought bigger snacks!

- Ho, ho, ho, whoa!

- [yawns]

- Huh, that's one heck of an upgrade.

♪ ♪

Coffee? - [giggles]

♪ ♪

- [squeals] - Hmm. Ooh.

- Whoa.

- Yeah!

[thrusters whirring]

- Ahh, ahh.

- [laughs]

- Murf, my indestructible friend,

this may just work.

[all laugh]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[doors whir]

♪ ♪

- Huh, you clean up nicely.

- Hmm.

- Whoa, ho, ho, ho! Look at us!

Lookin' good.

- Hoo-hoo, yip!

- Whoa.

- Suddenly I feel underdressed. [computer whirs]

That's better.

- What'll it be, Captain?

- Crew, prepare engines for maximum warp.

- I just wanna say,

I know you never thought you were Starfleet material,

but today, you're risking everything

on a seemingly impossible mission to save others,

to bring hope to a hopeless cause.

Nothing's more Starfleet than that.

♪ ♪

- Initiating maximum warp.

- We are at warp 9.97 and holding.

- Prepare Proto-Drive.

[whirring]

- Proto-Drive's online.

[engine whirring]

- We are set to jump.

- On my mark.

Ready.

♪ ♪

Go fast.

[engine booms]

♪ ♪

- Whoa.

- Oh.

♪ ♪

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- Ah. Look at her.

And you doubted she would come.

- Deactivating cloak.

- They're towing us in.

Everyone, you know what to do.

♪ ♪

- Just as hopeless as I remember it.

♪ ♪

[all speak garbled language]

Rok, lower all shields.

- Lowering shields, Captain.

[shields whir]

- Jankom, prepare cargo transporter.

- Uh, cargo transpo' is a go-go.

[clears throat]

Uh, cargo transporter ready, Captain.

- Murf, a little hustle.

- Come on, Murf! It's time to play dress up.

[doors whir]

- Hey, Gwyn, it's almost time.

- Copy, Captain.

You're unusually quiet.

Penny for your thoughts?

- I worry that if I'm captured,

your father will use me as a weapon again.

- If we all do our part, no one else will get hurt.

[grunts] Janeway, is that our cue?

- Affirmative. The Rev-12 tractor beam

has locked onto our ship.

- They're towing us in. Everyone, you know what to do.

[indistinct garbled language]

♪ ♪

- I never wanted to see this place again.

Too many bad memories.

- Then let's make some better ones, kid.

You ready to face your pops?

- [sighs] No turning back now.

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- Don't try anything hasty.

If you do, we gave the order for Janeway

to activate the ship's self-destruct.

- Easy now, Z.

Jankom's nervous too.

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- [sighs] Father.

- Progeny.

- The "Protostar" for the Unwanted.

That was the offer.

- Okay, I hear you.

Quick question:

just how are any of us supposed

to get off this asteroid if you take our ship?

- This asteroid is all you deserve.

Do you have any idea what that uniform represents?

- A commitment to strive for a better future.

- Lies and hypocrisy.

- You'd know all about that.

- [growls]

The terms have changed.

My progeny comes with me.

[all gasp]

- Gwyn wasn't part of the deal.

- My Diviner, it would be a mistake to bring her with us.

- The only mistake was not telling her the truth

to begin with.

- What truth?

- It doesn't matter. You're not going.

- Dal, stop.

This is my choice.

[sighs]

I'll go with you

if you free the miners, and promise my crew the Rev-12.

- Gwyn, no!

You mean more to us than a ship.

- There is no way we're leaving you with that monster.

- Gwyn!

[dramatic music]

We need you.

♪ ♪

[sighs]

- You said it yourself.

Without a ship, you'd all be stranded here.

When he took all of you, I stood by and did nothing.

I need to make it right.

♪ ♪

Do we have a deal?

- I taught you to negotiate well.

These terms are...acceptable.

- If we give up the Rev-12--

- I have my "Protostar" and my progeny.

I need nothing else.

Release the Unwanted and prepare my ship.

♪ ♪

[beeping]

[powering down]

♪ ♪

- Are you sure?

♪ ♪

- [sighs] Take care of them.

♪ ♪

- Remove that vile thing.

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- [groans] Why does it feel like we lost?

- Because we did the right thing.

[doors whir]

[dramatic music]

- At last.

It's been too long.

♪ ♪

- Gwyn, is everything okay?

- I did what I had to.

♪ ♪

- That chair doesn't belong to you.

- Drednok, override this Starfleet nuisance.

[buttons beep]

- [groans]

Welcome aboard, Captain.

♪ ♪

- [scoffs]

- Take us out of here.

♪ ♪

[engine roaring]

♪ ♪

- Target the Rev-12's power generators.

Leave them nothing.

- No! You can't!

You got what you wanted.

Without power, they'll lose the atmospheric shields.

They'll never survive.

- I promised them a ship. No

t their lives.

- [gasps]

♪ ♪

- No, you wouldn't--

♪ ♪

[engine whirring]

- [groans]

- Ah! - Ahh!

♪ ♪

- He blasted the generators!

[grunts]

[all huffing]

♪ ♪

- Surprise, surprise!

The Diviner double-double-crossed us!

[all grunting]

♪ ♪

- [gasps]

♪ ♪

- There goes our gravity.

When the emergency reserves quit,

those shields won't last long.

Then goodbye oxygen.

- Ah, help.

I'm scared, Dal.

- I've got you, Rok!

Jankom, get a hoof on Zero!

- [grunts]

Jankom's got Zero.

But who's got Jankom? Wh-whoa!

Ahh!

[ship whirs]

- You are a monster.

- You will understand my actions in time.

♪ ♪

- [sighs]

- She's seen enough.

Full impulse.

- Ahh.

- Ahh! Ahh!

[shouting]

♪ ♪

- We're clear of the asteroid system.

No other warp signatures detected.

- They've depleted the Proto-Drive.

On your orders, I can enable rapid regeneration protocols.

- Wait, where are we going?

- You will know soon enough.

- You said you'd tell me the truth.

Why is this ship so important to you?

- Because this is more than a ship.

It is our salvation.

How long before I can Proto-Jump?

- No. I want to know more.

If I'm so important, why did you choose the ship,

and abandon me?

- When I chose the ship,

I was blinded by duty.

But now, I realize that you are more.

You're a part of me.

You are my daughter.

I cannot do this without you.

- Do what?

I'm ready to listen.

♪ ♪

- You-- you're hiding something.

- Ah!

- You're stalling.

Engage the Proto-Warp now.

- The Proto-Core is not responding.

The computer is saying it is not on the ship.

- What? - Lose something?

- Exotic matter dilithium matrix missing.

Systems offline.

- They took the Proto-Core.

♪ ♪

[all screaming]

- You can drop the act. They're gone.

- [laughs] Jankom takes to acting

like a pus hog takes to phlegm.

- Gwyn was right. She bought us a ship.

The Diviner couldn't resist the bait.

- But did he have to take out the power?

- A hitch to our plan, but not totally unexpected.

We can still save everyone.

Without gravity, it will just be a little harder.

How's Murf doing?

- Keeping the Proto-Core intact.

Good thing he's indestructible.

Otherwise, our faces would be melting off.

- Uh, speaking of melting faces off,

didn't Zero beam down before us?

- Ah, a joyful play on words

at the expense of my own insecurities

about the harm my true appearance could afflict.

Very funny, Jankom. Hoot, hoot!

♪ ♪

- Emergency evacuation thruster packs.

Perfect for spinning in Zero-G

- I've gotta say,

the Vehicle Replicator created a flawless replica.

- [groans] - Perhaps too flawless.

- We can pat ourselves on the back later.

We don't have much time

before they realize they're missing their Proto-Core.

Rok, Jankom, Murf, get our power back on

so we can get the Rev-12 in the air.

Zero and I will corral the miners

and get back to the ship.

- [laughs] Yeah.

♪ ♪

- I just hope Gwyn can buy us enough time

for this crazy plan to work.

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