Trauma team 4 to level red. Trauma team 4 to level red.
Code 4 nursing unit, report to level red.
He does have a sensor. It's not working.
Negative for dysplasia, viremia, necrobiosis.
Please extend your arms.
Species - Dralian. Identity - Gar. TC 15. You may proceed.
Chellick. Lucky I caught you.
Mr Gar, I wish I had time to talk.
All you have to do is listen. I have a new supply of cytogenics.
Your last supply was useless. Expired lots, diluted samples.
- I have something special this time. - Substandard technology?
This item is far from substandard.
As a goodwill gesture, I'm offering it to you first.
We don't need another neural monitor.
This is much more sophisticated.
I'm sure it has some ingenious use, but I'm not interested.
Please state the nature... of the medical emergency.
Where have you taken me?
It's a hologram programmed with medical protocols.
I demand to return to Voyager.
What's Voyager?
My starship. This man is a kidnapper.
I wouldn't offer you stolen property.
I traded dilithium for him.
What's your price?
This is pointless.
I won't give my services to thieves.
It doesn't seem to be in working order.
Trauma victims are arriving at intake 7.
What caused their injuries?
An explosion at the Gammadan mine.
You'd better start cooperating
or I'll dismantle your program and sell it.
If Janeway finds out what you've done...
Clear a path. Come on.
Here we go. Tuck him in there.
Somebody check the reserves.
This one's got grade four pulmonary burns.
Patient's TC is four. Transfer to level green.
Level green isn't equipped for this.
His TC's only four, take him to green.
Don't touch that.
This patient's bleeding seriously. He needs an infusion.
Get away from him!
You may as well be using leeches.
Who is this?
I thought you withdrew your services.
The Hippocratic oath is in my program.
It requires me to treat anyone who is ill.
- This patient needs a hypospray. - A what?
I'm sorry. This may hurt a little.
Why did the guard high-stick so much?
In hockey, you expect a few lumps.
What are we gonna tell the Doctor?
You know how he feels about us.
Relax. I'll come up with something.
Hey, Doc.
Please state the nature of the medical emergency.
I know what you're thinking but there's a simple explanation.
- Tell him, Tom. - Right.
Well... See, we were running these invasion scenarios
when these protohumanoids...
Please state the nature of the medical emergency.
- Are you OK? - Take an analgesic. Return in 24 hours.
It's a replicated fake.
The program in sickbay is from Doc's old training files.
I want someone to tell me how this snake oil salesman
managed to evade every security protocol on the ship.
I take full responsibility.
I'm not interested in fault. How did it happen?
Gar spent the night in sickbay. He claimed to have food poisoning.
He learnt about the emitter from the Doctor.
Who I'm sure was willing to extol its virtues.
Logs show the training file was activated just before Gar left Voyager.
Scan for his ion trail.
Let's review safeguards for accessing low-security files, shall we, Tuvok?
Captain, don't blame Tuvok for what happened. It was my fault.
How?
Gar was complaining about his dinner so I added a few exotic spices.
I'm not sure I see your point.
I tried so hard to create something he liked that I forgot his alien physiology.
Everyone assumes he faked his illness but I might have made him sick.
It's not as if your cooking turned him into a thief.
No. But if he hadn't gone to sickbay, he may never have planned a kidnap,
much less had the opportunity to do it.
In my experience, men like Gar always find opportunities to take advantage.
I just hope there's something I can do to find the Doctor.
When and if that opportunity arises, I'm sure you'll make the most of it.
That was the best cortical bypass I've ever seen.
It's a question of basic skills.
If I had basic skills like yours, they'd move me up to level blue.
You seem low on resources.
If I could contact my staff, I could get supplies.
The Allocator might give you grounds.
- Good. Where can I find him? - It's not a him. It's our main computer.
Well... Perhaps it could establish a link with Voyager's main computer.
You'll have to submit a formal request and fill out form 83W in triplicate.
Even then...
Why hasn't this patient been treated yet?
He's waiting for proton imaging. There are a lot of people ahead of him.
Nice to see someone knows what's going on. What's your name?
- Tebbis. - Well, this doesn't look too serious.
It's just a little osteal extravasation.
- Excellent diagnosis. - I hope to be a doctor someday.
I hope your working conditions are better than these.
- It wouldn't be so bad if we had music. - It would improve my mood.
Not just that. Music has great healing power.
I couldn't agree with you more.
- Exhale slowly. - Can't you give him a neural blocker?
He's already had his allocation.
The leg injury isn't all. He's got a systemic disease.
A chromo-viral infection. We have 12 cases down here. He's in the final stage.
- Is there a treatment? - Cytoglobin injections.
These scans don't show cytoglobin in his blood.
- He hasn't been given any. - Why not?
- He doesn't have a high enough TC. - TC? What's that?
There you are. I'm happy to report I've acquired your program from Gar.
- Please come with me. - I will not.
May I remind you I'm illegally detained,
or hasn't the rule of law reached this society?
We follow the Allocator's rules.
It's determined your services are required on level blue.
Please, Doctor. The Allocator knows which patients need help the most.
Level blue is your critical care area, I presume.
Level blue is the area where it's most critical that we provide excellent care.
These patients are your chief responsibility from now on.
Do whatever you can to make them well.
Why do these patients get preferential treatment?
- They have a higher TC than the others. - Indulge me. What's TC?
Treatment coefficient. One is assigned to every patient.
It determines the level of care they receive.
How is this coefficient derived?
A complex formula of professions, skills, accomplishments.
How is any of that relevant to treatment?
An engineer is obviously more important than a waste processor.
- Important to whom? - Society.
When resources are limited, you prioritise.
So you base treatment on whether patients have particular abilities.
It's much more complicated than that.
- The Allocator assesses the individual. - And reduces his life to a number.
It's what the Dinaali have contracted us to do.
Chellick's people are known for their administrative skills.
Before they came here, we were a dying race. Eco-disasters, famine.
Dr Dysek, chief of medicine. The medical hologram I told you about.
Are you in charge of what passes for care on level red?
Those people are suffering.
Intriguing technology.
- Can we use him to treat patients yet? - That's what he's here for.
It's rude to refer to someone in the third person
when they're in front of you.
I'm sure you'll make good use of him.
The warp trail ends here. Gar should be directly ahead.
All stop. Red Alert. On screen.
- It's emitting a false warp signature. - We've underestimated Mr Gar again.
- Now what? - There may be another way to find him.
What?
He traded us high-grade iridium which has a brief half-life. His ship is slow.
Logic suggests he acquired the substance within three light years.
Cross-reference our sensor logs and long-range scans.
Two planets, no atmosphere or technology. A T-Class nebula.
Here. An asteroid with 200 humanoid lifesigns. Subterranean structures.
Sounds like a mining operation.
If that's where Mr Gar found the iridium, they may help us find him.
Tom, how fast can you get us there?
- Less than two hours. - Do it.
- We're being hailed. - Open a channel.
- I want my iridium back now. - I beg your pardon.
I've scanned your ship. You've got it.
- We obtained it from Gar, a merchant. - You mean thief.
- You have met him. - He was here two days ago.
He sold us 3,000 induction units.
He was gone before we realised he stole 20 kilos of ore.
We had a similar experience. Maybe we can help each other.
How?
Do you have any idea where we might find him?
Will you return my iridium?
By all means, but Gar only traded us half of what he stole from you.
We might be able to get the rest back.
All I can tell you is the induction units came from a planetoid called Velos.
You may go.
- Your surgical technique is impressive. - You have experience of cellular repair.
I've done extensive research on the subject. I'd be happy to share it.
But we'll have to contact Voyager to get it.
Discuss it with Chellick. He authorises all communications.
It's time for this patient's injection.
Requesting one cytoglobin injection for patient B3, priority blue 7 gamma.
One cytoglobin injection authorised.
Does this patient have a chromo-viral infection?
- No. Why? - Cytoglobin is the standard treatment.
Cytoglobin also prevents arterial ageing.
- Will that be all? - You may go.
This patient's arteries appear to be healthy.
At the moment, but daily injections increase life expectancy up to 40%.
We prescribe them for all level blue patients.
I just saw a boy on level red who's dying. This medicine could save his life.
This woman is an engineer of a facility providing water to half the subcontinent.
- So her life is more valuable? - Keeping her healthy helps us survive.
- Can you say the same for the boy? - Who knows what he'll achieve?
If he becomes more valuable, his TC will rise and he'll get better treatment.
He may not be around long enough.
I'm sorry he's sick, but our society is better off since we followed
- the Allocator's protocols. - Some of you are.
- I never expected to see you again. - Why do you say that?
- Level blue is prestigious. - Prestige is the least of my concerns.
- How is he? - Not well.
His condition's deteriorated so rapidly.
His coenzyme allotment's been reduced.
- Are we here to help people or kill them? - His TC is just too low.
- Maybe we can raise it. - That's not possible.
If it's a function of statistics, we can input more data.
We're not authorised to do that.
When you look at your patient, you have to ask yourself, "What can I do?
"What must I do?" We can amend his database to include additional skills.
- Such as? - His extensive knowledge of neutronics.
- He doesn't know anything about it. - We can say he does.
What's the harm in trying?
Amend patient R12's TC to include an expertise in neutronics.
Unable to verify. Amendment denied.
- You see? - Hello.
- Lie still. - What are you doing?
Trying to get you the proper medication.
You're wasting time... you could be spending with other patients.
You have as much right to treatment as anyone.
It's not your fault.
There's nothing you can do.
- Nurse? - Yes, Doctor.
Why hasn't she received an additional cytoglobin injection?
- Additional? - On her chart, I increased the dosage.
- Dr Dysek didn't say anything. - He's at home.
Would you like to explain to him why you're not doing your job?
No, Doctor.
Requesting one cytoglobin injection for patient B3 priority blue 7 gamma.
One cytoglobin injection authorised.
I'll do it myself.
Can I assist you?
You may go.
I let him take the induction units on consignment.
That was more than ten days ago. I haven't heard from him since.
You appear to be an experienced merchant. Why would you trust Gar?
- He came highly recommended. - By whom?
A buyer I know. He said he's been trading with Gar for years.
Do you know where we can find this buyer?
Yes, Captain. I am the fool who said that Gar could be trusted.
Sounds like you've changed your mind.
I should have known it was a mistake.
You see, I have never been able to say no to my wife.
- What does she have to do with it? - She asked me to recommend Gar.
- She must know him well. - They are... friends.
- May we speak with her? - She's... She's not here.
Do you know where we might find her?
She left me.
You're a woman. You saw my husband. Overweight, depressed.
You would have left him too. Especially if you met someone as exciting as Gar.
- Yes, he's very exciting. - That's why you're looking for him.
- You want him for yourself. - I have no romantic interest in him.
- Why? Not good enough for you? - It's not that. It's just...
I already have a man.
We have a business opportunity, one that will expire if we don't find him soon.
He's going to the gambling tournament on Selek V.
When you see him, tell him to hurry home.
- How are you feeling? - Better.
That's what happens when you get the proper treatment.
I'm not authorised to receive cytoglobin.
You are now. You'll need several more injections, but you'll make a full recovery.
Whatever you did, they'll find out. They'll punish you.
- You assume I did something illicit. - Didn't you?
Of course not. I had a talk with Chellick, explained what a bright man you are,
and he had the Allocator recalculate your TC.
I've never met a doctor like you.
It's not hard to stand out when the competence is so low.
There are patients on this level who deserve a higher TC than me.
Could you talk to Chellick about them?
Thank you.
Ah, Voje. You're not busy, are you?
- Actually, I... - Help me dispense these.
- Where did you get the cytoglobin? - Level blue.
- You stole it? - I think of it as reallocation.
We're going to treat everyone.
Do you know the trouble we could get in to?
- We? Then you will help me. - No, absolutely not.
Modifying data files was bad enough.
I wouldn't want you to compromise your ethics.
I'll help you.
- You should be in bed. - A little activity will do him good.
You can go back to doing whatever you were doing.
The best place to inject him is here, in the lateral artery.
Excellent work. Nice to see someone in this hospital has a future as a healer.
If we each take a third of the patients, we'll finish before someone catches us.
Who do you think you are prescribing unnecessary medication for patients?
- It wasn't unnecessary. - Then you're incompetent.
Or perhaps malfunctioning.
I was simply trying to increase our allocation of resources.
- What are you talking about? - I checked.
Last month, level blue's total medication requests were down by 6%.
- Our cure rate was higher. - Exactly.
You performed efficiently last month,
so the Allocator will determine you're able to do with less next month.
If we don't order more medication now, we may not get it when we need it.
If you don't have the proper resources, your cure rate could go down.
If that happens, the Allocator may assign you to a lower level.
Are we having a problem with our newest piece of technology?
Actually, he seems to be learning the system quite well.
Oh. Three of the patients we injected are practically virus-free.
What did you expect?
Maybe we could reallocate other medications, treat more patients.
Now you're thinking like a doctor. To support you,
I've arranged for resources from level blue to be diverted here regularly.
How?
Dr Dysek and I have developed a professional rapport.
Sometimes I even surprise myself.
We may actually make these people better.
That feeling you get from healing someone. Infectious, isn't it?
- Where did you get that? - A technician was going to recycle it.
But I think I fixed it.
It seems to be in good condition. And so do you.
You'll be well enough to leave soon.
Couldn't you say I'm still sick?
- Don't you want to go home? - They'll send me to work in a refinery.
What about your medical training?
I would never be authorised for that.
- He's right. - If I stay here, you can teach me.
I can help you treat patients.
I'm not planning on being here that long, myself.
Then I can help Dr Voje.
We'll see what we can do.
- I have picked up Gar's ship ahead. - Again?
- I'm reading his bio-signs. - Any sign of the Doctor or his emitter?
- Not yet. - Should I hail Gar?
If he knows we're here, he may slip away.
We could drop out of warp and grab him before he's aware.
I like it. Tom, Tuvok.
- He's hailing. - We've put him in the mood to talk.
- On screen. - I thought we were friends, Captain.
Why am I being treated this way? I deserve better.
- Where's our doctor? - I have no idea.
I hope nothing's happened.
Neither the mobile emitter nor the Doctor's program are aboard Gar's ship.
Well, of course they're not.
He's destabilising the tractor beam with a feedback pulse.
- Compensating. - Don't bother, Harry.
Just beam him to the brig.
Tebbis. Wake up.
Time to make our rounds.
Locate patient R12.
Patient R12 has been transferred to level white.
Tebbis has been moved. What's level white, some patient recovery area?
It's the morgue.
I demand an explanation for the death of that boy.
I'm responsible for thousands of patients. Be more specific.
His name was Tebbis.
Patient R12!
- Acute chromo-viral disease. - He was recovering.
- He developed complications. - What kind?
- Secondary infection. It spread rapidly. - How was it treated?
It wasn't. He exceeded his medication allotment.
Someone had given him unauthorised injections.
Did you think I wouldn't find out?
Don't you have any ethical standards?
You are hardly in a position to speak to me of ethics. Lying, stealing.
- Any other crimes to confess? - I was trying to save lives.
I am trying to save a society. Did you really think R12 was going to help me?
- His name was Tebbis. - He was a drain on resources.
You're getting rid of the sick and weak!
- If he was fit, he would have survived. - Why not put a phaser to their heads?
We're healers, not killers.
- I'm going to expose you. - To who? The people that employ me?
They brought me here to make the hard choices they don't want to make.
I'm restricting you to level blue. You've done enough damage on red.
Those patients that I treated? Yes, that was inconsiderate of me.
You exceeded their medication allotment in days.
- They're being sent home. - They'll die.
You should have considered the consequences.
Please, don't make them suffer for my mistakes.
- It won't happen again. - I'm making certain of that.
- From now on, your time is regulated. - Meaning what?
I've interfaced you with the Allocator.
Starting now, it will determine where you go, when you go, and what you do.
The medical hologram will now commence treatment on level blue.
You have six minutes to treat patient B3.
- I don't know where he is. - But you know where you took him.
The last time I saw him, he was in your sickbay.
If you don't cooperate, your knowledge of his location can be extracted.
How?
- A mind-meld. - What's that?
An invasive and disturbing procedure.
- Dinner time. - I am in the middle of an interrogation.
Commander, you know better than anyone
that Starfleet has strict guidelines about allowing prisoners to eat.
Very well. I'll wait.
There we are.
I'm glad to see you enjoying a meal.
When you got sick last time, I thought I was to blame
until I realised it was just a ruse for you to get close to the Doctor.
I used Talaxian worm root as the base.
I'm glad you like it. Some people react badly.
- React how? - Oh, dear. I hope you're not getting sick.
If it's the worm root, it's gonna get a lot worse.
What have you done to me?
The usual symptoms are abdominal spasms,
which increase in severity for 30 hours.
- 40 at the most. - Tuvok to sickbay.
Don't worry, it's not fatal. Horribly unpleasant, but there's an antidote.
Then give it to me!
Unfortunately, our doctor's the only one authorised to administer it.
Maybe if you remembered where he was.
- Have you deliberately poisoned him? - Relax. He's just having gas pains.
- Your actions are against regulations. - Didn't someone threaten a mind-meld?
I was merely trying to encourage the suspect to be more forthcoming.
I think he's getting all the encouragement he needs.
Excuse me, Doctor. I need to prepare this patient for discharge.
- I'm not finished. - Chellick's orders are...
To discharge the patient at the end of the shift. Is it over?
- I need time to... - I'll tell you when he's ready.
Dr Voje. Report to level blue to assist Dr Dysek in surgery.
Voje.
- I didn't realise any of this existed. - I need to talk to you.
- I don't have time. Dysek needs me. - I sent for you. I used his access code.
I need you to smuggle my mobile emitter off level blue.
Time's expired for treatment of patient B1. Proceed to patient B3.
The medical hologram has one minute to treat patient B3.
You have to help me.
12 patients are being sent home because of you.
That's why we have to hurry. We can still save them.
You've endangered my patients and now my career. Why should I help?
Because I have a plan to heal those patients. That's what doctors do, heal.
So choose what kind of doctor you want to be.
30 seconds to deactivation.
You hear that?
How can I get you off this level?
Deactivate my emitter and put it inside this selenide medkit.
- Then what? - Take it to level red and reactivate me.
What will you do there?
Ten seconds to deactivation.
There's no time to explain. You'll have to trust me.
I suspect young Dr Voje helped you escape.
- He had nothing to do with it. - No matter. You're getting troublesome.
I'm going to have to deactivate your program.
Voje!
What's wrong with him? What are you doing?
An experiment in empathy.
- You said you had a new protocol. - A single protocol, actually.
- You're making it worse for yourself. - I'm making it worse for you.
I'm going to make you a patient in your own hospital.
What was in that injector?
A neural blocker combined with the virus that afflicted Tebbis.
- I trusted you. - Tebbis trusted me.
You remember Tebbis, don't you? R12? Maybe this will jog your memory.
What are you doing?
Patient R12, species - Dinaal. Identity - Tebbis.
- This is ridiculous. I'm not Tebbis. - The Allocator thinks you are.
- How did you... - Patients are identified by blood.
I altered Chellick's by injecting antigens from Tebbis.
Now, why don't we see if we can get your condition treated?
Requesting one cytoglobin injection for patient R12.
Treatment denied.
- I order you to medicate me now. - Ordinarily, I would.
But if the Allocator says no...
- Is this some sort of revenge? - Not revenge. Leverage.
I want enough cytoglobin for every patient on this level.
- We don't have an adequate supply. - There's plenty on level blue.
It's being used to prevent arterial ageing.
Those patients will live, but dozens on this level won't. I will not let them die.
- Entering orbit. - Scan for the Doctor's signature.
He's dying.
When we get the cytoglobin, we'll be able to treat all patients, and him.
You said it yourself, "Doctors heal." We don't make patients sick.
- I don't know another way to help them. - Dr Voje.
- I need the medicine now. - I only have a level red clearance.
- You know I'm not authorised. - Then find someone who is.
I've got him. He's aboard a vessel above the northern continent.
- Can you get a lock? - It won't be easy.
His program is interfaced with the main computer.
- Hail the ship. - They're responding, audio only.
This is hospital ship 42, allocation module Alpha.
This is Janeway of the starship Voyager.
I would like to speak to someone about a member of my crew on your vessel.
- Administrator Chellick is unavailable. - May I speak with someone else?
Only Chellick is authorised to communicate with alien species.
Are we having a problem here?
- Dysek, finally. - I'm sorry. I had to tell him.
What are you waiting for? Give me the cytoglobin.
- I don't think I can. - What are you saying?
Cytoglobin isn't authorised for level red patients.
- I won't break the rules. - I made the rules.
Then be pleased I hold them in such high regard.
I can't transport him without damaging his matrix.
- Then you'll have to go and get him. - Aye, Captain.
Chakotay.
Don't tell me you're allied with this defective hologram.
No. But he has given me an insight into some of the intricacies of our system.
For example, did you know
if I don't request enough resources for level blue this month,
I won't get what I need next month?
What are you talking about?
One way to increase your allocation of resources on level blue
would be to increase the number of patients.
I know at least a dozen people who should be treated for arterial ageing.
Saving their lives would be just a side effect.
- We should transfer them to level blue. - If you want a second opinion, I concur.
Well, Chellick, what do you think?
- It's absurd. - We'd have to transfer you as well.
You'd get your cytoglobin.
- Doctor. - It's nice to see some friendly faces.
Who do we talk to about accessing your main computer?
I'll be with you in a moment. I'm with a... patient.
Do we have an agreement?
Yes.
You've stayed well while I was away. I'm giving you a clean bill of health.
- You were only away four days. - A lot can happen in four days.
- Injuries, infections, malfunctions. - As you said, I'm fine. Thank you.
I was wondering if you'd do me a favour. I'd like you to give me a check-up.
- Have you been experiencing problems? - No.
But as you said, I've been off the ship, interfaced with an alien computer.
Your program appears to be operating within normal parameters.
Really? What about over the past several days?
There's no indication of diminished capacity.
No problems with my ethical subroutines?
- None. - I see.
You seem disappointed.
While I was aboard that ship, I poisoned a man.
- Deliberately? - Yes.
I was trying to force him to let me treat patients who were dying.
You sacrificed an individual to benefit a collective.
No offence, Seven, but I don't exactly aspire to Borg ideals.
You were hoping your behaviour was the result of a malfunction?
I'm sorry, Doctor, but I must give you a clean bill of health.