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JANEWAY: How do you know? PARIS: I contacted Astrometrics. JANEWAY: And last time we didn¶t have that. By all means, Mr. Paris, go. PARIS: Aye, aye, captain. CHAKOTAY: Uh, captain? Last time, we received a crewman from 20 years past. JANEWAY: Mr. Tuvok, what are the odds of finding two wormholes that both go to the past? TUVOK: 3456.7 thousand to 1 JANEWAY: You see? PARIS: We¶re through! JANEWAY: On screen. (U.S.S. Enterprise is on screen.) CHAKOTAY: Guess we¶re an improbable case. [Opening credits] KIM: Captain! Kazon ship bearing 142 mark 3! JANEWAY: Hail it. KIM: It won¶t respond. JANEWAY: Keep trying. Mr. Tuvok. TUVOK: Yes? JANEWAY: Work with B¶elanna on finding a way to cloak. B¶ELANNA: Captain, if I may, I¶d like to put into action an old Maquis trick. JANEWAY: Do it before we disrupt the temporal plane. B¶ELANNA: I need Seven and the doctor. KIM: They¶re responding! SESKA: You. CHAKOTAY: Live and in person. SESKA: I¶m trying to disrupt the past! Go away or I¶ll fire on you. JANEWAY: We will. Mr. Paris, prepare for warp. PARIS: But captain! JANEWAY: Now , Mr. Paris. (hail ends) JANEWAY: Harry, B¶Ellanna, get Seven and the Doctor and board the Flyer. KIM and B¶ELLANNA: Yes, captain. JANEWAY: Don¶t let Seska do what she¶s planning. And use your trick! [Flyer bridge] KIM: Beam me into a turbolift. B¶ ELANNA: What?!?! We can¶t disrupt the temporal plane! KIM: It¶s the only way to scan correctly. SEVEN: His plan is sufficient. KIM: Energize. [Turbolift] KIM: Bridge. [Bridge] (KIM enters and sits down at the navigation console)
CHEKOV: Approaching Sigma Iotia Two, Captain. KIRK: Standard orbit. KIM: Aye, aye, sir. UHURA: Captain, I have received vocal contact from an official station. They relayed us to a man named Oxmyx. His title is Boss. KIRK: Boss? All right, Lieutenant, put him on. Oxmyx. This is Captain James T. Kirk of the starship Enterprise, representing the Federation of Planets. OXMYX [OC]: Hello, Captain. You're from the same outfit as the Horizon? KIRK: Yes. Unfortunately, the Horizon was lost with all hands shortly after leaving your planet. We only received her radio report last month. OXMYX [OC]: Last month? What are you talking about? The Horizon left here a hundred years ago. KIRK: Difficult to explain. We received a report a hundred years late because it was sent by conventional radio. Your system is on the outer reaches of the galaxy. They didn't have subspace communication in those days. OXMYX [OC]: Toward the edge of what? KIRK: I'll explain it in more detail when I see him. The ship won't land, but we'll transport several people down. Well, that's a little difficult for you to understand, too. I'll explain it in more detail when I see you. Where will be convenient? OXMYX [OC]: Well, there's an intersection just at the end of the block, near a yellow fire plug. Think you can find it? (Kirk goes over to the engineering station.) KIRK: Scotty, do you have the co-ordinates? SCOTT: Located, sir. KIRK; Good. Mister Oxmyx, we have your intersection located. Will five minutes be all right? OXMYX [OC]: Fine. Fine. I'll have a reception committee there to meet you. KIRK: Good. I'll be looking forward to it. Kirk out. Scotty, you have the conn. (McCoy and Spock enter from the turbolift.) KIRK: Spock, McCoy, we're beaming down. Standard equipment. SCOTT: Lieutenant? KIM: Sir? SCOTT: It¶s time to change shifts. KIM: Oh. Right. [Turbolift] KIM: Kim to Flyer. B¶ELLANNA: B¶ Ellanna here. KIM: Beam me back. We need a team on Iotia. [Street] (There's a yellow fire hydrant, litter, a girl in a 1930's dress, motor cars, shops, and men standing around carrying machine guns. Welcome to Chicago.) SPOCK: Fascinating. MCCOY: This is like coming home. KIRK: Home was never like this. I've seen pictures of the old days that look like this.
SPOCK: Interesting, Captain. Passers-by are carrying, I believe, firearms. (They are approached by a man with a disguised EMH in neat suits with machine guns.) KALO: (in a brown suit) Okay, you three, let's see you petrify. SPOCK: Sir, would you mind explaining that statement, please? KALO: I want to see you turn to stone. Put your hands over your head, or you ain't going to have no head to put your hands over. (They are deprived of their phasers and communicators.) KALO: What's this? KIRK: That's a weapon. Be careful with that. KALO: A heater, huh? Hey, the boss will love that. (puts it in his pocket) KIRK: Look, we were asked to come down here by Mister Oxmyx. He said KALO: I know what he said, bud. He said some of the boys would meet you. Okay, we're meeting you. MCCOY: Well, those firearms are not necessary. KALO: You trying to make trouble? MCCOY: Who, me? KALO: Don't give me those baby blue eyes. MCCOY: What? KALO: I don't go for that innocent routine. SPOCK: Sir, does everyone here carry firearms? KALO: I never heard such stupid questions in my life. EMH: Come on, let¶s go. KALO: All right. Get moving. Down the street. (Just then a car comes hurtling around the corner. Everyone dives for cover, and gunfire rings out. The EMH gets shot. Kalo returns fire as the car speeds away.) KALO: Krako's getting more gall all the time . KIRK: Is this how you greet all your guests? KALO: It happens, pal. MCCOY: That man's dead back there. KALO: Yeah? We ain't playing for peanuts. What's the matter, you guys never saw a hit before? SPOCK: Sir, there are several questions I would like to ask. KALO: Ask the boss. I don't know nothing. Get moving. (They leave the crowd to deal with the deceased.) MCCOY: This is the contamination you're looking for, Jim. KIRK: Yes, but the Horizon crew wasn't composed of cold-blooded killers. They didn't report this culture in this state, either. What happened? WOMAN: Hey, Kalo. Hey, when's the boss going to do something about the crummy street lights around here, eh? A girl ain't safe. WOMAN 2: And how about the laundry pickup? We ain't had a truck by in three weeks. KALO: Write him a letter. WOMAN 2: I did. He sent it back with postage due. WOMAN: Listen, we pay our percentages. We're entitled to a little service for our money. KALO: Get lost, will ya? Some people got nothing to do but complain. KIRK: Is this the way your citizens do business, their right of petition? KALO: They pay their percentages and the boss takes care of them. (KALO leads KIRK, SPOCK, and MCOY away. The EMH fizzles in.) EMH: Doctor to the Flyer. One to beam up. [Warehouse] (The guards, one Kazon, are sitting at a makeshift table playing cards whilst the landing party sit on various barrels and crates. The camera zooms in on the guard while this conversation continues.) MCCOY: One book on the gangs of Chicago did all this. It's amazing.
SPOCK: They evidently seized upon that one book as the blueprint for an entire society. MCCOY: It's the Bible. KIRK: In old Chicago, conventional government almost broke down. The gangs nearly took over. MCCOY: Yeah, well, Oxmyx is the worst gangster of all.
[Alleyway] (Kirk is running along, carrying a machine gun, when a voice rings out. A man in a light grey suit and straw boater accosts him.) ZABO: Hold it! Okay, pally, we're going for a ride. KIRK: If you don't mind, I'd rather walk. ZABO: Listen, pally, this could either be a taxi or a hearse. You know what I mean? KIRK: I'm beginning to get the idea. (They climb into the back of a very nice car, driven by Seska. B¶elanna notices and runs after. She can¶t catch the car.) [Radio station] (A woman is about to put the needle onto a record when Spock neck-pinches her.) MCCOY: You do that very well. Now, how are you with primitive radio equipment? SPOCK: Very simple. Amplitude modulation transmission. I simply adjust the frequency, throw this switch, and the Enterprise should answer. VOICE [OC]: That was the Jailbreakers with their latest recording on Request Time, brought to you by Bang-Bang, the makers of the sweetest little automatic in the world SPOCK: Fascinating. MCCOY: And very simple. SPOCK: Let me see. (throws a few more switches and picks up the microphone.) Enterprise, this is Mister Spock. B¶ELLANNA [OC]: Lieutenant Torres here, Mister Spock. [Bridge] B¶ELLANNA: Mister Spock, what are you doing on this frequency? [Radio station] SPOCK: A very long and complicated story, Lieutenant. Notify the transporter room, Two to beam up, these co-ordinates. [Transporter room] KIM: Are you two okay? This is my first transport. SPOCK: Fine, Lieutenant. (SPOCK and MCOY exit while B¶ELLANNA enters.) B¶ELLANNA: I have the scans. Nothing here. You were right. (into communicator) B¶elanna to the Flyer. SEVEN [OC]: Yes, what is it? B¶ ELLANNA: Two to beam up.
[Bridge] MCCOY: Well? SPOCK: Futile, Doctor. No specifics. There is no record of such a culture based on a moral inversion. MCCOY: You mean you're giving up? SPOCK: No, Doctor. I'm merely saying the computers can offer us no logical, rational, factual way out of our current dilemma. B¶ELANNA: Mister Spock, Mister Oxmyx is making contact from the surface. SPOCK: On audio, Lieutenant. Mister Oxmyx, this is Mister Spock. OXMYX [OC]: Huh? Hey, how'd you get back up there? SPOCK: Irrelevant, since we are here. [Oxmyx's office] OXMYX: Oh, yeah. I tell you, you'd better come on back down. [Bridge] OXMYX [OC]: Krako's put the bag on your captain. SPOCK: Why would he put a bag on our captain? [Oxmyx's office] OXMYX: Kidnapped him, you dope. (EMH nods in the background) [Bridge] OXMYX [OC]: He'll scrag him, too. SPOCK: If I understand you correctly, that would seem to be a problem. [Oxmyx's office] OXMYX: Look, you guys got something I want. I can help you get your captain back. [Bridge] OXMYX [OC]: Then we can talk about the deal I want. SPOCK: I'm afraid I find it difficult to trust you, Mister Oxmyx. [Oxmyx's office] OXMYX: What's to trust? Business is business. We'll call a truce. You come on down. [Bridge] OXMYX [OC]: My boys'll spring Kirk, and then we'll talk about giving me a hand. SPOCK: You'll show no further hostility? [Oxmyx's office]
OXMYX: I'm a businessman, pally. What do ya say? [Bridge] SPOCK: Since we must have our captain back, I accept. [Oxmyx's office] SPOCK [OC]: We shall arrive in your office within ten minutes. Spock out. [Small office] (Kirk has used copper wire to create a trip-wire, and starts throwing the waste paper bin around to make a noise.) KIRK: Help me! Help! Help me! (EMH dashes in and goes flying over the wire. Kirk kicks him ³unconscious´, then uses a blanket to disorient Zabo when he comes in before knocking him out too, taking a weapon and making his escape.) Ship's log. Mister Spock reporting. Incredible as it seems, Doctor McCoy and I are once again prisoners of the chief criminal boss of a society patterned after old Earth gangsters. [Krako's HQ] KIRK: No one can see. Put your phaser on stun. (They stun two guards in the corridor in front of them. Krako is coming down the stairs with his girl.) KRAKO: Well, ain't this nice? I was wondering how I was going to get you back, and here you deliver yourself! Who's your friend with the ears, Kirk? KIRK: I think you've got it reversed, Mister Krako. KRAKO: I ain't, pally. Put down your heaters. SPOCK: Captain, I believe that perhaps it would be wise to do as he says. I just heard the sound of KIRK: The sound of a machine gun bolt being pulled back. (there are two more guards, both Kazon, behind them.) (JoJo is shaking a phaser to make it work.) KIRK: Mister Krako, I don't, er KRAKO: So this is the fancy heater, huh? How does it work? KIRK: I'm trying to tell you, Mister Krako, that this is bigger than you, Oxmyx or anyone. KRAKO: The only thing I want you to tell me is how it works. KIRK: Can you trust all your men? KRAKO: Of course I can! KIRK: Well, one of these can make a man a pretty big boss, you know. KRAKO: I either trust 'em, or they're dead. Let's go in here and talk about it. (Both KAZON begin walking towards the door. SEVEN runs in and assimilates them.) SEVEN: Seven to the Flyer. Beam these two onto a medical bed. Their blood has the nanoprobes, but there are no implants yet. [Oxmyx's office] MCCOY: Where are they? OXMYX: Knowing Krako, he'll probably send them back on a blotter. KIRK: Wrong again, Oxmyx. MCCOY: Jim. KIRK: Knock it off, Sawbones. I want to talk to this creep. Now listen, I'm getting tired of playing pattycake
with you penny-ante operators. OXMYX: What do you mean, penny-ante operator? KIRK: You're a penny-ante operator. Sit down. All right, Spocko, cover him. Now listen, sweetheart. The Federation's moving in, taking over. You play ball, we'll cut you in. You don't, you're out. All the way out. You know what I mean? OXMYX: Yeah, sure. Why didn't you say so in the first place? All you had to do was explain it to me. KIRK: Kirk to Enterprise. [Transporter room] SCOTT: Enterprise. Scott here, sir. [Oxmyx's office] KIRK: You got Krako on ice? SCOTT [OC]: Aye, he's here. Mad enough [Transporter room] SCOTT: To chew neutronium, but behaving himself. KIRK [OC]: Okay, baby. Cool him till I flag you. SCOTT: Flag me? [Oxmyx's office] KIRK: Keep him until I send for him. We're going to make some old-style phone calls from this locale. So you locate the man on the other end of the blower and give him a ride to this flop. SCOTT [OC]: What? KIRK: Find the man at the other end of the phone [Transporter room] KIRK [OC]: And transport him to these co-ordinates. [Oxmyx's office] KIRK: Can do, sweetheart? [Transporter room] SCOTT: Can do, Captain. [Oxmyx's office] SCOTT [OC]: Standing by. KIRK: Now you. Get on the blower and call the other bosses. OXMYX: I sure don't know what you think you're talking about. KIRK: Get with it. I'm giving the orders here. OXMYX: Hello. Hello? KIRK: Scotty? SCOTT [OC]: Scott here. OXMYX: Guess who?
KIRK: Lock in and energise. OXMYX: Yeah, you bet your life I've got a lot of nerve. What are you going to do about it? TEPO: Coming over with my boys and we (realises he's not where he was a second earlier) Mother. OXMYX: Hey, Captain, that ain't bad. KIRK: Yeah. SPOCK: I would advise you to keep dialing, Oxmyx. [Krako's office] ZABO: All right. You know what to do. We hit Bela's place and nobody comes out alive. All right. Let's go. [Oxmyx's office] (It's getting crowded and noisy. The minor bosses are all sporting bowler hats. Krako is there too. So is KIM in disguise. Kirk is standing on the pool table.) KIRK: All right! All right! All right! All right! Now the Federation's taking over whether you like it or not. You people, you've been running this planet like a piecework factory. From now on, it's going to be under one roof. You're going to run it like a business. That means you're going to make a profit. TEPO: And what's your percentage? KIRK: I'm cutting the Federation in for forty percent. You got any objections? TEPO: Yeah! I hear a lot of talk, but all I see here is you and a couple of your boys. I don't see no Federation. KRAKO: Listen. They got a ship. I know. I was there. OXMYX: Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Tepo's got a point. All we ever seen is them. TEPO: What, a couple of boys? KRAKO: I'm not going to believe my eyes. (general bedlam) KIRK: Hang on a minute. Hang on a minute. Quiet! Just a moment! KRAKO: Let me say something. I only saw three guys in that ship. Maybe there ain't no more. KIRK: There are over four hundred guys there. KRAKO: That's your story, buster. (There's a gunfight outside in the street.) KRAKO: Hey, it's my boys. They're making a hit at this place. (Everyone dashes to the windows to watch.) OXMYX: My boys will put you down. KRAKO: Want to bet? (gets the gun off McCoy) Keep moving. One move out of you two, I'll drill them. Give me the hardware. OXMYX: Hey, that's great, Krako. Now we got hostages again. We can make a deal with the Feds up there. KRAKO: Are you kidding? This one's all mine. From now on, nobody's going no place. I'm going to be the big boss in this here territory. KIRK: Now, wait a minute. Wait a minute. Get that heater down. Don't you want to take a look at what you're going to fight? KRAKO: I already seen it. You're nothing, Fed. KIRK: All right, but at least let me call my ship one last time and say goodbye. KRAKO: Well, all right. Go ahead. Don't get smart. KIRK: Hello, Scotty. This is Kirk. [Bridge] SCOTT: Enterprise. Scott here, sir. KIRK [OC]: Scotty, put the ship's phasers on stun. Fire a burst in a one-block radius around these coordinates. SCOTT: Right away, sir. Scott out.
[Oxmyx's office] (The street outside is filled with green light, and everyone falls down. The watching bosses are stunned into silence for a moment.) KRAKO: Gee, that's some trick. OXMYX: Hey, did you see that? KIRK: They're not dead, just knocked out for a while. But they might just as well have been that way if we wanted them to. OXMYX: Okay, okay, Kirk, so we get the message. Now, what was this syndicate deal you were talking about? KIM: He was talking about a percentage. KIRK: I was talking about both. OXMYX: Okay. A syndicate makes sense to me. I'm a peaceful man at heart, but I'm sick and tired of all these hits. I hit Krako, Krako hits Tepo, Tepo hits me. There's too many bosses. We can't get anything done. I was thinking if there was just one, maybe somebody like you, as the top boss, then we can get things done. KIRK: Hey, Bela, no, no, no. The Federation can't get connected with a small-time operation like this. No, I was thinking, Bela, you would be the top boss. Krako, you'd be his lieutenant. The rest of you, I don't want any trouble from the rest of you because you'll have to answer to the Federation. We'll be back every year to collect our cut. TEPO: Look, you figure maybe forty percent's enough? KIRK: Yeah, I think forty percent's sufficient. OXMYX: It's reasonable. It sounds reasonable. That sound reasonable to you? (Chorus of approval.) KIRK: It's reasonable, Mister Oxmyx. Let's break out some of your drinking stuff and celebrate the syndicate. [Flyer Bridge] SEVEN: The Kazons obviously only had a plan A, which was ill- advised. KIM: Go to warp 4, Doc. This calls for a celebration. Let's break out some of your drinking stuff and celebrate the syndicate. (KIM, B¶ELLANNA, and the EMH begin laughing.) (Seven stands with an unchanged face.) KAZONS: Hey! Let us out! SEVEN: We¶re putting ³the bag´ on you!
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