Report.
A ship just de-cloaked
off our port stern.
Can you identify them?
They re-cloaked.
That disruptor blast
had a Klingon signature.
Evasive maneuvers.
Hail them.
No response.
Port shields
are down to 50 percent.
They've re-cloaked again.
The tetryon readings indicate
it's a D7-class cruiser.
D7? They were
retired decades ago.
lf their technology
is antiquated...
Perhaps a metaphasic
scan might be able
to penetrate their cloak.
Do it.
Bridge to Astrometrics.
lnitiate a metaphasic sweep.
l've detected a vessel.
Transferring the trajectory
to Tactical.
l have them.
Fire phasers.
Our cloak has failed.
Divert emergency power
to shields.
Forward emitters are off-line.
The Federation ship
is hailing again.
Answer them.
Captain!
lt may give us more time
to get the cloak
back on line. Visual.
This is Captain Kathryn Janeway
of the Federation
Starship Voyager.
Stand down.
We will not surrender
to sworn enemies
of the Klingon Empire.
l think there's been
a misunderstanding.
The Empire signed
a peace treaty
with the Federation
more than 80 years ago.
lf l'm not mistaken,
it's still in effect.
You're lying.
l'm not lying,
but even if l were,
your ship is no match for mine.
l suggest we discuss this.
What is there to talk about?
The treaty, for one thing.
l'll give you access
to our database,
show you l'm
telling the truth.
Databases can be falsified.
l have a Klingon serving
aboard this ship.
lmpossible.
She's my Chief Engineer.
l will meet this Chief Engineer.
We'd be honored
to have you as our guest.
You're safe here;
you have my word.
Forgive me
if l don't find the word
of a human very reassuring.
l'd like to know
what you're doing
in the Delta Quadrant.
l'm not answering
any questions
until l see the Klingon.
Captain Kohlar,
Lieutenant Torres,
our Chief Engineer.
You're with child.
That's what
the Doctor tells me.
Did you conceive during
the holy month of nay'Poq?
l have no idea.
lt would have been
14 or 15 weeks ago.
That sounds about right,
not that it's any
of your business.
l must return to my ship.
Aren't you interested
in learning about the treaty?
Here's a copy
of the Khitomer Accords.
l must return to my vessel.
Not without your assurance
that you won't fire
on my ship again.
You have my word.
Escort Captain Kohlar
back to the Transporter Room.
Aye, Captain.
What the hell was that about?
lt's the truth.
How can you be certain?
The Scrolls say:
''You will find me
after two warring houses
make peace.''
Our people and the Federation,
our greatest enemy,
are at peace.
So the humans claim.
These Accords may be
a deception.
The other signs are present.
''You will know me
before l know the world.''
The child is unborn.
lt does not know the world.
You interpret the Scrolls well.
We must verify the evidence.
Your skepticism darkens
my heart, T'Greth.
What evidence did
our ancestors have
when they began this journey?
Nothing but their faith.
Tell the others to prepare.
The Day of Separation
has arrived.
Captain, the Klingon ship--
its core is breaching.
Red Alert.
Hail them.
l salute you, Captain.
You did more damage to our
vessel than my engineer thought.
We can send over a team
to help you establish
a containment field.
-There isn't time.
-He's right.
Their core is going to breach
in less than 30 seconds.
l'm requesting
emergency transport.
Captain...
their crew complement is 204.
Erect force fields
around the Shuttle Bay.
Transport them there.
Tell your crew to stand by
for evacuation.
Ten seconds.
lf we're still too close
when their core breaches....
Go to warp as soon as their crew
is aboard.
Five...
four, three...
We have them.
You spared us
a dishonorable death.
Sensor logs indicate
that the containment failure
was not caused by our weapons.
You activated
a self-destruct sequence.
lt was the only way
to get us aboard Voyager.
Why was that so important?
lt's our sacred duty
to be here.
l don't understand.
More than 100 years ago,
my great-grandfather
was part of a sect
which believed
the Empire had lost its way.
They discovered a sacred text.
lt told them to embark
on a journey
to a distant region
of the galaxy.
You've been traveling
for four generations?
My people have always known
the voyage would be long
and difficult,
but the Scrolls said
we would be rewarded.
How?
We would find the kuvah'magh,
the savior of our people,
the one who will lead us
to a new Empire.
The Scrolls instruct us
to follow her
wherever she goes.
What does any of this have to do
with Voyager?.
l believe the kuvah'magh is the
unborn child of B'Elanna Torres.
You're joking.
They take their beliefs
very seriously.
Seriously enough to destroy
their own ship?
Couldn't they have
just followed us?
Apparently, their sacred text
told them to cast off
the old ways as soon as
they found this kuvah'magh.
They saw their vessel
as the last vestige
of the corrupt Empire.
l was hoping our daughter
would be special,
but l never dreamed
she'd turn out to be
the Klingon messiah.
This isn't funny.
They might be dangerous.
l mean, and what if they want
to hurt the baby?
To them, your baby's sacred.
lt's unlikely they would do
anything to harm her.
200 Klingons pose
a significant
security thr*at.
l suggest we keep
them confined
to the Shuttle Bay
until we can find a
suitable home for them.
There are women and children
down there.
We can't just lock them up.
l agree.
Captain...
Assign extra security
to every deck,
and make sure the Klingons know
and abide by the rules.
The Bridge will have
to be off limits.
Engineering as well.
Keep them out
of all restricted areas.
Despite their reverence
for Lieutenant Torres,
she should be assigned
a 24-hour security detail.
Just what l need.
Where are they
going to sleep?
We'll double up in quarters.
l'll ask for volunteers.
l know this isn't going
to be easy,
but until we can find
another place for them,
we should do our best
to make them feel comfortable.
Dismissed.
Captain, you must try the gagh.
l'll pass, thank you,
but l'm glad to see
you're getting into
the spirit of things.
Well, l've been studying
the Klingon database.
They're a fascinating
people; very robust,
and, uh, they certainly
seem to appreciate
my culinary skills.
lt looks like everything's
running smoothly.
Uh, not quite everything.
Some of the Starfleet people
have been complaining...
about the smell.
Personally, l
find it appealing.
A kind of musky aroma.
Maybe we can adjust
the environmental controls
to filter out the musk.
Thief!
Touch my food again,
and l'll k*ll you!
Okay, everybody relax.
He took gagh from my plate.
lf you don't mind, Ensign,
l've been studying
Klingon etiquette.
You shouldn't quarrel
over food.
Save your strength for battle,
to fight those
who would challenge you.
Take it easy!
That's enough!
You have a fiery spirit.
You will make a worthy mate.
What a day!
l never met a more
ravenous group in my life.
l must have served
over 300 meals.
Mr. Neelix, may l ask
what you're doing here?
We're bunkmates.
There must be some mistake.
No, there's no mistake.
l gave up my quarters
to a Klingon family.
By the time l checked
with Commander Chakotay,
you were the only one
who hadn't been paired up.
You should've consulted me.
We're such close friends,
l knew you wouldn't mind.
Mr. Neelix, as much
as l enjoy your company,
l prefer solitude
in my own quarters.
You don't really want me
to go back there
and tell that family
to get out, do you?
Good, because l promise you
we're going to have fun,
Mr. Vulcan.
l learned
some Klingon drinking songs.
l'll teach them to you.
Ej lM-ta fey DE-ja i
ejdahk-so-TAS
ghos va Skral byteek
Ej lM-ta fey DE-ja i...
Paris to Torres.
l'm almost finished.
You said that an hour ago.
l'll be there in a minute,
l promise. Torres out.
Keep an eye on the replicators.
They've already gone down
once today.
lt's her!
When you said,
''Be there in a minute,''
you weren't kidding.
A group of Klingons ambushed me
outside of Engineering.
l decided transporting myself
would be easier
than running the gauntlet.
l'm starting to feel
like a prisoner.
Well, at least you have
a handsome cell mate.
How long do you think
they're going to be on board?
l thought you'd be glad
to have other Klingons around.
You've always told me
how uncomfortable it
is being the only one.
l guess l should be
careful what l wish for.
Maybe you should
talk to some of them--
give them a chance.
Come in.
Captain...
l'm sorry to bother you,
but l need your help.
Ten of the Klingons
have started a hunger strike.
They say they won't eat
until you agree
to meet with their
Council of Elders.
That's ridiculous.
Their faith is obviously
very important to them.
They think l'm
something l'm not.
Just talk to them;
hear what they have to say.
We could be with
these people for a while.
You can't avoid them forever.
l can try.
lf it'll make you
feel any better,
l'll go with you.
mobaR, DoH'lo maj, Qo-vuh'makh.
mobaR, DoH'lo maj,
Qo-vuh'makh.
mobaR, DoH'lo maj, Qo-vuh'makh.
mobaR, DoH'lo maj,
Qo-vuh'makh.
mobaR, DoH'lo maj, Qo-vuh'makh.
mobaR, DoH'lo maj,
Qo-vuh'makh.
mobaR, DoH'lo maj, Qo-vuh'makh.
mobaR...
You honor us
with your presence.
Look at her ridges.
Morak was right.
Your blood is not pure.
No. My father was human.
Couldn't you see this
for yourself?
Yes, but...
Why didn't you tell us?!
lt wasn't important!
Not important?
We destroyed our ship
because you said
she was the mother
of the kuvah'magh.
Show me where it's written
that the kuvah'magh
must have pure Klingon blood.
The prophecy wouldn't lead us
to a mongrel child.
Hey, take it easy.
Who are you?
The father
of that mongrel child.
More human blood.
Your kuvah'magh
isn't even half Klingon.
l've spent my life
interpreting the Scrolls,
and l say that all the signs
of the prophecy are here.
Liar.
You've led us to a false savior.
l told you this
was a mistake.
Lieutenant...
l need your help.
Any more ''help''
from me, and you're going
to have a holy w*r
on your hands.
That's what
l'm trying to prevent.
My baby's just a baby.
She's not a savior.
Perhaps you're right,
but we must convince
my people that she is.
Why?
We've traveled more
than 30,000 light-years
in search of this savior,
and in more than 100 years,
we've found nothing
except hardship and isolation.
When l saw Lieutenant Torres--
that she was with child--
l didn't know if l was looking
at the mother
of the kuvah'magh or not,
but l did know l was
looking at an opportunity
to end this wasteful journey.
Then you don't believe
in the prophecy?
What l believe
is that my people
have suffered enough.
lf they accept your child
as the kuvah'magh,
you'll hold
great influence over them.
We can find a suitable planet.
You can tell them
it's their new home,
and they'll follow you there.
l'm not going to lie to them.
What's the alternative?
My people
staying aboard your ship,
draining your resources?
l agree with
Lieutenant Torres.
l'm not comfortable
deceiving your people.
Perhaps you won't have to lie
to them to convince them.
What are you suggesting?
lf you
study the Scrolls with me,
we may be able to interpret them
in a way that appears consistent
with the events of your life.
Then we'll bring
those consistencies
to the attention
of the Council.
So... you just
want to stretch
the truth a little?
lt is possible
that the Sacred Scrolls
were scrawled
by a madman in a cave,
or perhaps they really were
divinely inspired.
Either way, they've guided us
for over a century.
lf my people
start to believe
that the Sacred Scrolls
have led them astray,
there may be v*olence.
ls that a thr*at?
Merely a fact.
You're doing
everything you can
to get your people home,
Captain.
That's all l'm doing for mine.
lt says, ''The kuvah'magh
will be descended
from a noble house.''
l don't come from one,
and l'm pretty sure
my husband doesn't either.
We all have nobility
in our blood,
if we go back far enough.
So these Scrolls can mean
anything you want them to.
lt is written that the mother
of the kuvah'magh
would be an off-worlder.
Weren't you born
on a Federation colony?
A lot of Klingons
are born off-world.
lt also says that you would've
lived a life of solitude
and endured many hardships.
That's accurate, isn't it?
According to this,
l'm supposed to have won
''a glorious victory against
an army of 10,000 warriors.''
Haven't you?
We haven't even encountered
10,000 warriors...
well, unless
you include the Borg.
Did you help destroy
one of their vessels?
l suppose...
Couldn't that have been
your glorious victory?
l guess so.
Where are the images of Kahless?
Where is your family crest?
They clashed with the carpet.
Don't you honor any
of your people's traditions?
Not really.
There is one tradition
we can honor together.
What are you doing?
lt's midday.
Time to remember the sacrifice
of our ancestors.
Haven't you made
a Plea for the Dead before?
Well, not since l was a child.
The dead can't rest
in Sto-Vo-Kor
if the living
don't honor their memory.
Perhaps there's someone
l can honor on your behalf.
Who did you plead
for as a child?
My grandmother.
She was called...?
L'Naan.
Kahless...
we implore you to
remember those warriors
who have fallen
in your name.
Lift them out of
the cavern of despair
and reveal yourself to them
in all your glory.
Right, ''in all your glory.''
Remember Kolax, son of Amar.
Remember Talij,
daughter of K'Rene.
Remember L'Naan,
daughter of Krelik.
What happened to you?
l cut myself shaving.
ls that a bite mark?
One of the Klingons att*cked me.
Did you do something
to provoke him?
Not him, her,
and she wasn't provoked,
she was... aroused.
Ah...
l'm not surprised.
l've studied the section
on Klingon mating rituals
in their cultural database.
Then maybe you can
tell me how to convince
a female twice my size
that l'm not interested.
Hmm, you probably can't.
Great.
As l understand it,
you have two options--
k*ll her or mate with her.
Since the first option
is clearly unacceptable...
What's this?
Authorization for you to engage
in intimate relations
with a member
of an alien species.
Be sure to get the Captain's
approval as well.
Chief Engineer's Personal Log,
Stardate 54518.2.
l've spent the last two days
reviewing the Sacred Scrolls
in preparation
for my appearance
before the Klingon Council.
Kohlar also suggested l prepare
a few ''colorful stories''
to help win them over.
That's when they
beamed aboard the Flyer,
weapons f*ring.
Tuvok and Neelix
fought valiantly,
but there were too many Hirogen.
l had to face ten
of their fiercest hunters alone.
ls that how you remember it?
Exaggeration is part
of Klingon custom.
She's doing great.
...were sh*t out of my hand,
forcing me to take down
the last hunter
in hand-to-hand combat.
lt was a glorious fight.
Your ancestors would be honored.
You tell a good story,
but that's not why you're here.
Some say you are the mother
of the kuvah'magh,
the one who will guide us
to a new homeworld.
Has your unborn child
told you where it is?
The Scrolls say,
''You will follow in my footsteps
before l have made them.''
Yesterday, we changed course
toward a planet
very much like Qo'noS.
So, in a manner of speaking,
you are now following
my child to a new home.
You deliver the words
we want to hear,
but it's Kohlar
who gives them to you.
Are you his puppet
in the bedchamber as well?
Watch it.
That's my wife
you're talking about.
He speaks!
l didn't think you had a tongue.
Leave him out of this.
You see how he hides
behind his female?
lt is also written
that the father
of the kuvah'magh will be
an honorable warrior.
Would an honorable warrior
ever refuse a challenge?
l haven't refused any challenge.
l haven't made one yet.
You and l...
to the death.
Tom...
Stay out of this.
pahtk.
l accept.
What was l supposed to say?
How about ''no''?
Th-they were all watching.
There would have been
a riot if l refused.
So, you're going to
get yourself k*lled?
What makes you
so sure l'd lose?
Oh, please.
Look, l have no intention
of fighting anyone to the death,
but wasn't the
whole point of this
to get them to believe
that we are the parents
of their savior?
Captain, this has
gone too far.
You've got to
put a stop to it.
l intend to.
Mr. Tuvok.
Gentlemen...
l'm afraid Lieutenant Paris
had no authority
to accept this challenge.
There will be no death
matches aboard my ship.
l told you this pahtk
was not the true father.
Lieutenant Paris
is perfectly willing
to fight you, Mr. T'Greth.
l'm the one preventing him
from doing so.
The father
of the kuvah'magh
wouldn't let a woman
speak for him.
T'Greth...
there is precedent
for an honorable compromise.
A nonlethal bout,
fought with
blunted bat'leths.
The victory goes
to the first warrior
to knock his opponent
to the ground three times.
A coward's rules!
Was the Emperor Mur'Eq
a coward?
He was the one
who instituted these rules
to insure that his warriors
would k*ll their enemies
and not each other.
lf you agree to these terms...
l'll allow the match.
l'll see you on the field
of battle!
l assume you have a suitable
holodeck training program
for this, Lieutenant?
He'll be ready.
l'll train him myself.
Hi.
Psst! Neelix.
Something wrong, Harry?
Shh!
Have you seen her?
Who?
Uh... that Klingon woman.
The one l got into
a scrape with in the Mess Hall.
Officer Ch'Rega.
That's her.
l haven't seen her today.
She's been following
me everywhere.
Why?
She wants to mate.
Oh!
You're a lucky man.
She's a fine specimen
of Klingon womanhood.
l guess it's
a matter of taste.
You never saw me!
Wait!
l have a better idea.
Neelix, what the hell
are you doing?
Play along.
l'm taking her off your hands.
When l say you're limited
to two servings of brak't,
that's all you get!
Do you understand me, Ensign?
Yes, sir, whatever you say.
l don't think you do.
lf l catch you
eating more than
your share again,
l'll cut it out of your belly.
Run.
Excuse me.
pahtk.
l didn't think you approved
of this kind of competition.
l don't. l'm here
in an official capacity.
Well, you do know
they're fighting
with nonlethal weapons?
You'd be surprised
how much damage
a blunt bat'leth can do.
Warriors, assemble!
Today would be a
very bad day to die.
l'll try to remember that.
Let honor guide you!
tagh!
l see fear in your eyes, human.
The only Klingon l'm afraid of
is my wife after she's worked
a double shift.
lt's begun.
What are you talking about?
He's dying.
Typically, l'm the one to make
that kind of prognosis.
lt's the nehret.
lt kills all of us
who aren't fortunate
enough to die in battle.
lt's a retrovirus
that destroys the cells
by attacking
the cytoplasmic membranes.
Shouldn't our bio-filters
have detected it
when we transported
the Klingons aboard?
This is an insidious virus.
lt lies dormant,
disguising itself
as inert genetic material
until it inexplicably activates.
The nehret always comes
without warning.
l've reviewed my scans
of the other Klingons.
They're all carriers.
Why didn't you tell us
your people had a disease?
We've never thought
of it as a disease.
lt's more like... old age.
ls it contagious?
Only to Klingons.
lf you'd give us some privacy,
l'd like to examine
Lieutenant Torres.
Of course.
The baby, too?
l'm afraid so.
Why am l here?
You're ill.
You collapsed during the fight.
The nehret.
Yes.
Thank you for telling us.
Now my baby and l have it, too.
Where do you think you're going?
To prepare for my
journey to Sto-Vo-Kor.
You should be in Sick Bay.
Can you make me well?
Not at the moment, but...
Then don't deny
me my tradition.
The child is not the kuvah'magh.
But the father accepted
your challenge.
He defeated you!
l was defeated by the nehret!
B'Elanna Torres and her child
will fall victim to it as well.
lmpossible!
They both carry it.
She told me herself.
But the Scrolls say
the kuvah'magh
is younger than old age.
And stronger than sickness.
She cannot be our savior.
We should resume our search.
Kohlar and many
of the others won't agree.
Then we must act alone!
For the good of our people.
How?
We'll wait for
the right moment.
And when it comes...
we'll seize Voyager!
We've identified
two potential colony sites
in the southern hemisphere.
We'll require
topographical scans.
l'll prepare them.
l shouldn't have doubted you.
lt appears the signs
were there all along.
l'll join the survey mission.
You're ill, old friend.
You should remain here.
l want my final days to be
spent in honorable pursuits.
Don't ask me to die
inside these walls.
We transport in one hour.
Your transporters are much
more sophisticated than ours.
l've studied Klingon
transport systems.
The basic technology
isn't all that different.
But you were able
to beam our entire crew
aboard Voyager at one time.
We usually don't like to do that
for safety reasons,
but in a pinch,
we can expand
the buffer capacity.
These are the
targeting scanners?
Exactly. They work on the
same principles as yours.
You said it was urgent?
l need to conduct
a more detailed
bio-scan of your baby.
She's not sick, is she?
No, but l may be onto something.
l'll be leading the team
going to Site A.
Kohlar will be in charge
of the Site B team.
Morning, Commander.
Harry.
Phaser fire
in Transporter Room 1.
Bridge to Chakotay.
They're on the surface.
Now lock on to the
Bridge officers.
They've activated a force field
around Deck 1.
Transport the rest
of their crew.
Captain, l'm detecting
multiple transports.
Some of our people are being
beamed down to the surface.
Cut power to the transporters.
l can't.
Bridge to Engineering.
B'Elanna, respond.
There's no one in Engineering.
The Bridge officers?
l still can't get a lock.
Can you transport us there?
l'll try.
Computer, open
the Transporter Room doors.
Security override:
Tuvok-pi-alpha.
Grant me a warrior's death.
l beg of you.
Sorry.
No mercy killings on my Bridge.
Get our people back.
Yes, ma'am.
Why am l not in Sto-Vo-Kor?.
Because you are
healthy as a targ.
The nehret?
Gone.
We have B'Elanna Torres' child
to thank for it.
The fetus has hybrid stem cells.
They contain Klingon
and human DNA.
l used them
to synthesize an antivirus.
The child... cured me?
Well, l was the one
who devised the treatment.
Doctor...
Yes, of course,
the child cured you.
The kuvah'magh
has healed all of us.
She truly is our savior.
Captain's Log, Stardate 54529.8.
While we're helping the Klingons
into their new home,
life aboard Voyager is gradually
returning to normal.
Computer, open this door.
Access to these quarters
has been restricted.
On whose authority?
Neelix.
Mr. Neelix, open this door.
l'll be there in a minute,
Commander.
That's... that's my boot.
Computer, security override.
Authorization: Tuvok-pi...
Good-bye,
my little par'machkai.
Good-bye, my fearless warrior.
Oh!
l'm really going to miss her.
Oh...
Don't you worry, Mr. Vulcan.
l'll have this place...
shipshape in no time at all.
Just... go, Mr. Neelix.
What's this?
The bat'leth given to me
by my great-grandfather.
lt's for your daughter.
l hope someday
you'll tell her about us.
l will.
Qapla', B'Elanna Torres.
Qapla'.
lt doesn't seem right
just to hang it on the wall.
l'm not letting you
scratch it up on the holodeck.
l'm sure our daughter
wouldn't mind lending it
to the old man
every now and then.
You know, this is one special
kid we're going to have.
You're just figuring that out?
Well, l was hoping
for an artist,
or maybe a musician.
But she's already the
savior of an entire race.
You don't really believe that.
l don't know.
There are a lot
of coincidences to explain.
l mean, what were the odds
that they'd run
into the one ship
in the whole Quadrant
with a Klingon aboard?
Probably about the same odds
that you and l
would get married.
Maybe we should
name her kuvah'magh...
Just to be safe.
Put it on the list.
07x14 - Prophecy
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Kathryn Janeway is the captain of a starship that is lost in space and must travel across an unexplored region of the galaxy to find its way back home.
Kathryn Janeway is the captain of a starship that is lost in space and must travel across an unexplored region of the galaxy to find its way back home.