An Alternate Epilogue To Along The WayDone in snippet form, these pieces show slices of life if the Robinsons had decided to stay aboard Voyager. It will be shown in a series of known Voyager episodes, in script form.
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REVULSION
(John and Maureen stand in front of Will)
John: Son, Seven Of Nine is still new to our culture. You should have used your common sense.
Maureen: We understand its been difficult for you, but we had certain--ideas--about when all this should move forward. Just because she made a sudden offer didn't mean you had to take it. Now, Don and Judy want to speak to you, and you listen closely to what they have to say.
John: Because except for duty--consider yourself grounded until that smile fades.
(They exit; The Wests enter; Judy is nearing her delivery time)
Judy: (Points) One word, little brother.
Don: (As both adults smile) Details!!
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OMEGA DIRECTIVE
(Briefing Room)
Janeway: ...so that is why we must find the project that is nearing completion of the Omega Particle, and put a quick stop to it.
(Penny shakes her head)
Penny: Captain, just because your scientists couldn't handle this particle doesn't mean that these people can't. I think this policy of Starfleet's is very presumptuous, and maybe even racist.
Janeway (lightly glaring) Ensign Robinson, one thing I hope you'll learn very, very quickly aboard this ship. When I have my orders--you most definitely have yours.
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ONE
(Seven looks around suddenly)
Seven: Did you hear something?
(Robot, her only companion, shakes his upper torso)
Robot: My sensors detect--no intruder is present, Seven Of Nine.
Seven: Thank you, B-9. I--must be experiencing a radiation-based malfunction.
(Smith appears and blasts Robot to pieces)
Smith: Aren't we all, my dear?
(Seven looks around again; Robot is fine)
Robot: Seven--I must advise that you now regenerate.
Seven: No--(Nervously)--I am not unwell.
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NOTHING HUMAN
(The creature attached to Be'lanna is still resisting efforts to detach it)
EMH: What you're proposing is murder!
Smith: (Awakened for his lately-discovered area of expertise; xenobiology) Mur-der, my dear Doctor? A lesser creature is lethally attached to an higher one. If I then flick off a leech, I am committing murder? I think not. Now--let me proceed.
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THIRTY DAYS
(Janeway stands by the Brig)
Janeway: For knowingly violating my direct orders as well as the Prime Directive, I have no choice but to reduce you in rank and deprive you of your freedom for one month. Anything to say?
Don: (Bites his lip) Suppose they put themselves over the edge into extinction, while we're quoting regs?
(Tom watches from a distance; His face shows that he is not unsympathetic to Don)
Janeway: Then we would watch a tragedy unfold, and rejoice that our most sacred law has been upheld. I don't wish to separate a father and daughter, or a husband and wife. But I must draw the line on this, Don. And you're it, I'm afraid.
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THINK TANK
(As Kurros negotiates with Janeway, Penny nudges her father)
Penny: Tell me he *doesn't* look like George Costanza.
(John laughs, in spite of himself; Chakotay notes this)
Chakotay: John, what's up with that laughter?
John: (Chuckling) I'm just chuckling about nothing, Commander.
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PATHFINDER
Admiral Paris: Reg, have you updated the files on those new crew members Kathryn mentioned?
(Reg is watching an ancient ep of LIS)
Barclay: I've-already accessed their images, Admiral.
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AUTHOR, AUTHOR
EMH: So tell me what you think of the novel.
Will: I don't run away at the drop of a hat.
I ran away maybe once. Years ago.Judy: Apparently, a good many of my IQ points were translocated chest-ward, so to speak.
Don: You have me firing phasers and photon torpedoes every time we get a sensor blip.
Penny: I've been with Harry for two years! In your novel, though, the only men I'm not bedding are in this room. Nooo--I take that back. Page 117. Sorry, Judy.
Maureen: This--Jolene Robertson--is a fascinating character, Doctor. Pity about her fetish for holograms that she loudly denies in public. Sounds like she needs help.
John: Jack Robertson intrigues me. Lazy, shiftless, scheming--yet commanding respect and love, nonetheless.
EMH: Soooo you don't want your character amalgamated with that of Doctor Smith? I thought it added spice.
Robot: Why does the android 'Beneficial' have a moustache on his dome?
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MUSE
(Will listens to the play he helped write; Groans as its read)
Actor: And so we heartily smote the wicked people of Carrots and Rutabagas;
Chorus: Jupiter, Jupiter, seeking New Olympus!
Actor: But now--Behold! What thievery and mischief is that Old Trickster Smith upon?
Chorus: Beware, Jupiter. Beware The Moaning Trickster!
Actor: But then he of popping mouth walks among us again--and he walks with the Metal man, who is called IDAK.
Chorus: We Must Crush, We Must Kill, We Must Destroy!
Will (in the background): I'd rather help Neelix sample new dishes in the galley.
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ENDGAME
(Voyager is now docked; Barclay runs up)
Reg: Well, Fair Haven was all you said, Tom. But that Zachary Smith character just strained all credibility, even for a limited hologram.
(Inside the holodeck, a recovered but carefully imprisoned Smith)
Smith: (Whining) Isn't anybody ever going to let me out of here?! Anyone?
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