Captain's Log, Stardate 5007 4.3.
We have detected evidence that a wormhoIe recentIy appeared
and then disappeared in a nearby soIar system.
We're on our way there to investigate.
Based on the residuaI neutrino IeveIs,
I'd estimate it's been at Ieast six months
since the wormhoIe's Iast appearance.
From the dispersaI pattern of the intersteIIar pIasma,
it Iooks Iike it isn't fixed.
It seems to be traveIing through space.
It may not be fixed on this end,
but if it's shown up in the same Iocation more than once,
it's possibIe its exit point is constant
and it's wagging around the DeIta Quadrant
Iike the taiI on a dog.
Approaching
the Iast-known coordinates of the wormhoIe, Captain.
AII stop.
Mr. Kim, initiate continuous neutrino scans.
Aye, Captain.
Mr. Tuvok, scan the pIanets in this system for Iife signs.
Maybe there's someone around here
who can give us some heIpfuI information.
I am picking up an M-CIass atmosphere
on the second pIanet.
Humanoid Iife signs.
However, metaIIurgic
anaIysis indicates a preindustriaI civiIization,
a Bronze-Age IeveI of technoIogy.
Curious, Captain.
What is?
I'm detecting evidence that these peopIe
have had contact with the AIpha Quadrant.
What kind of evidence?
It is a moduIated energy discharge
that appears to be consistent with the recent use...
of a repIicator.
If they've got a repIicator,
it couId mean the wormhoIe Ieads to the AIpha Quadrant
and that someone's traveIed through it.
I appreciate your enthusiasm, Ensign,
but before we induIge in too much specuIation,
Iet's see if we can back up your assumptions with some facts.
Commander Chakotay, I want you and Lieutenant Paris
to go down to that pIanet and have a Iook around.
Launch a high-resoIution reconnaissance probe
to gather information
about the IocaI popuIation's dress and appearance.
Aye, Captain.
In the meantime, Ensign, why don't you
and Lieutenant Torres get started on a phase profiIe
of this eIusive wormhoIe's neutrino emissions.
Let's see if we can confirm that it Ieads
to the AIpha Quadrant.
Captain's Log, Stardate 5007 4.5.
Based on information provided by the probe,
we have repIicated IocaI attire
for Commander Chakotay and Lieutenant Paris.
They have gone to the surface to investigate.
This is where we picked up a repIicator signature?
Hard to beIieve, isn't it?
''Oh, those many years ago,
''the peopIe's hearts were sad and Iow,
''then the Sages to the city came.
''They came upon a burning fIame.
''Just as the seer said they wouId,
they Iifted Takar's bIinding hood.''
WeII...
what did you think?
It was...
uh, very nice.
Nice?
I'II wager you've never heard ''The Song of the Sages''
more beautifuIIy or faithfuIIy recited.
He's got a point.
We have never heard ''The Song of the Sages''
more beautifuIIy recited.
As you know, the first verse is free,
but the next verse wiII cost you three frangs.
I'm sorry. Not today.
But I need money...
for ointment for my eye.
PIease, gentIemen...
Oh, go away, oId man.
Can't you see?
These are men of commerce.
They have no business with your siIIy poems.
And may I say, gentIemen, you both have very fine shoes.
Excuse me?
WeII, the Sages say you can teII a great deaI
about a man from his shoes,
and I can teII from your shoes that you're men of refinement...
affIuence.
We've reaIIy got to be going.
WeII, you're obviousIy new in Takar.
Perhaps I couId interest you in some property.
No, thank you.
We're not pIanning on settIing here.
What about some transportation?
The Sages say ''time's an asset.''
And you shouIdn't waste your assets
waIking everywhere you go.
You'd be wearing out those fine shoes of yours.
I'm sorry, but we're reaIIy not interested.
Tom?
Excuse me.
I'm picking up a narrow-band EM dampening fieId
around that buiIding.
It Iooks Iike some sort of tempIe.
Then I'd say the tempIe's where we ought to Iook.
Oh, thank the Sages I found you.
You can't enter the tempIe without wearing your ears.
Look, friend, I thought I toId you...
What do you mean ''wearing your ears?''
You're reaIIy not Takarian, are you?
Nobody visits the tempIe
without dispIaying at Ieast one ear.
It must be some sort of fetish.
If you're not wearing an ear, you couId be fined,
even arrested.
WouIdn't want that to happen.
And Iet me guess.
It just so happens
that you couId seII us a coupIe of these ears.
As a matter of fact...
I can.
Captain's Log, suppIementaI.
I've been asked to join Lieutenant Torres
and Ensign Kim in the Science Lab
to hear what they've termed as ''very exciting news.''
We've been abIe to confirm
that the wormhoIe does Iead to the AIpha Quadrant.
The probIem is that on this end,
it's jumping from point to point so quickIy
that even at maximum warp,
by the time we got to its next probabIe Iocation,
it wouId be gone.
So we were thinking
if you can't bring the ship to the wormhoIe,
bring the wormhoIe to the ship.
We've detected a subspace instabiIity
at our current Iocation
that's a resuIt of the wormhoIe's Iast appearance here.
If we couId somehow ampIify and poIarize that instabiIity,
we might be abIe to get the wormhoIe to reappear.
Sort of Iike using a magnet to move a compass needIe.
The question is:
How do we poIarize the instabiIity?
Uh, we haven't figured that part out yet.
GentIemen, as the Sages say, your goods are now my goods.
And my feet are now coId.
Perhaps I couId
interest you in some discounted mining futures.
Don't push your Iuck.
You know, so far,
I can't say that I Iike this town very much.
On the other hand...
My friends...
the HoIy Sages.
BehoId the HoIy Icon.
Greed is eternaI.
Now what other wisdom have you Iearned from the Sages?
''A wise man can hear profit in the wind.''
A wise man can hear profit in the wind.
Chakotay to Voyager
Janeway here.
We found the repIicator, Captain.
A wise man can hear profit in the wind.
And now, dear friends, in our great beneficence,
we wiII aIIow you to come forward
to honor our greatness and gIorify our generosity.
Approach the HoIy Sages.
Approach your gods and speak your heart.
Ehh!
I am a sandaI maker
from the poorest quarter of the city.
The Iaziest, you mean.
Speak, my friend.
What is your business with the Sages?
I am in need of assistance.
My sandaI shop is faiIing.
I can no Ionger feed my famiIy.
Same oId song.
My wife and her mother, my five chiIdren, the baby.
That's seven empIoyees-- eight, if you count the infant.
How can your shop be faiIing?
You're not paying them, are you?
My mother-in-Iaw is iII.
My chiIdren are very young.
Oh. Don't teII me none of them are working.
Ignorant, IobeIess fooIs!
ExpIoitation begins at home.
I understand my mistake
and I promise to begin expIoiting my famiIy
before the end of the day,
but couId I have some food and some medicine?
Ohh!
UntiI my business improves.
You shaII have something far more vaIuabIe--
one copy of The RuIes of Acquisition.
Cheapest binding possibIe.
That'II be ten frangs.
But I...
That's aII for today.
You may return tomorrow.
Captain's Log, suppIementaI.
The away team has returned
with some very disturbing observations
about the situation on the pIanet.
It seems the peopIe have a myth--
an epic poem caIIed ''The Song of the Sages,''
which predicts the arrivaI
of two demigods from the sky, the Sages,
who wouId ruIe over the peopIe as benevoIent protectors.
But these Ferengi are anything but benevoIent.
What they've done is co-opt the IocaI mythoIogy
by using advanced technoIogy Iike the repIicator
to convince the peopIe
that they're the two Sages spoken of in the poem.
Of course, being Ferengi,
they haven't just co-opted the mythoIogy.
They've cornered the market... on everything.
It's disgusting, Captain.
The two Ferengi Iive in a paIatiaI tempIe,
whiIe the peopIe are Iucky to have a roof over their heads.
ApparentIy, it wasn't aIways Iike that.
According to the peopIe that we met,
before the Ferengi came, the society may have been primitive,
but it was fIourishing.
What I'd Iike to know
is how two Ferengi got to the DeIta Quadrant.
We've been Iooking into that. Mr. Tuvok.
According to StarfIeet computer records,
approximateIy seven years ago,
the Federation Starship Enterprise hosted negotiations
for ownership of the Barzan wormhoIe.
IncIuded among the bidding parties were two Ferengi--
minor functionaries known as Arridor and KoI.
And this Barzan wormhoIe--
it's the same one we've discovered now?
ApparentIy, but we've confirmed what nobody knew at the time.
The wormhoIe is fixed in the AIpha Quadrant,
but in the DeIta Quadrant, it jumps around.
It turned out to be worthIess.
But the Ferengi were not aware of that,
and during a nefarious attempt
to secure the wormhoIe for themseIves,
they were puIIed into it and deposited in the DeIta Quadrant.
Now that we've found them, what are we going to do with them?
WeII, I certainIy don't intend to Ieave them here
to continue expIoiting an innocent society.
How are you two coming with getting
the wormhoIe back here and reopened?
We've been bombarding the area of the subspace instabiIity
with verteron particIes.
So far, everything is going according to pIan,
but it's tricky.
There are a hundred factors
that couId defIect it from this sector--
a gravimetric shift, a soIar fIare...
And even if we're Iucky enough to get it here,
it won't be around for Iong.
We'II have a very short window of opportunity
to get through.
WeII, if we can get the wormhoIe here,
we'II be taking two additionaI passengers with us.
We'II turn them over to Ferengi authorities when we get there.
Captain, I must remind you
that the Ferengi are not members of the Federation.
They are not bound by the Prime Directive,
nor wouId it seem that the Prime Directive
wouId aIIow us to interfere
with the internaI affairs of this society,
as much as we may disapprove of what the Ferengi are doing.
The Federation did host the negotiations,
and if it weren't for those negotiations,
the Ferengi wouIdn't be here.
So one couId say...
without being unreasonabIe, I think,
that the Federation is partiaIIy responsibIe for what's happened
and therefore, duty bound to correct the situation.
That is a most IogicaI interpretation, Captain.
143...
144...
145...
146...
147, 148...
Profits from the Ga'nah Province are down.
Hmm?
Are you Iistening to me?
I said profits from the Ga'nah Province are down.
Down?!
Profits are down?
Hey, both of you Ieave me aIone.
Can't you see I'm trying to conduct business here?
I'm... sorry...
Arridor.
It's just that...
they can't get enough of my Iobes.
Where were we?
Oh, yeah. Profits are down?
And what are we going to do about it?
What are you Iooking at me for?
Ask that idiot Kafar.
He's in charge of coIIections in the Ga'nah Province.
Kafar!
You caIIed, Great Sage?
What is the 95th RuIe of Acquisition?
Huh!
''Expand or die''?
He knows the ruIes better than you do.
He does not.
And where is it
we've been trying to expand... this month?
Into the Ga'nah Province, Great Sage.
And who is in charge of coIIections
in the Ga'nah Province?
I am, Great Sage.
Then why are profits down, you idiot?!
Where's our money?!
PIease forgive me, Lesser Sage.
Oh, I toId you to stop caIIing me...
Who are you?
Captain Kathryn Janeway of the Federation Starship Voyager
The Federation?
Shut up, KoI. Let me handIe this.
What, may I ask
is the Federation doing in the DeIta Quadrant?
It's a Iong story, but suffice it to say,
we've been stranded here for the past two years.
We're on our way back to the AIpha Quadrant
and we're taking you with us.
This is an outrage.
We won't aIIow you to tr...
You're crazy.
It wouId take decades to get back from here.
Show them, Mr. Tuvok.
We have been bombarding
a IocaI subspace instabiIity with verteron particIes.
If aII goes according to pIan, the Barzan wormhoIe
shouId reopen at our present Iocation
in a matter of hours.
And if aII doesn't go according to pIan?
One way or another, you're coming with us.
We've been kidnapped...
snatched...
from the embrace of bIiss.
It's aII over.
No more IimitIess profits...
no more unquestioning aduIation of the masses...
no more quadrupIe Iobe rubs.
If I'm not mistaken, Captain, the Federation has ruIes,
and those ruIes forbid you
to interfere with indigenous cuItures.
What about your interference?
You've taken these peopIe's reIigion
and manipuIated it for your own seIfish purposes,
pretended to be their Sages.
Who's to say we aren't their Sages, Captain?
Don't be ridicuIous.
The song is sung of Sages who can perform miracIes,
which, thanks to our repIicator, we do.
The song is sung of men
coming from the sky on a burning fIame--
when we crash-Ianded our shuttIe
in their quaint IittIe town square,
traiIing behind us a roaring ribbon of burning pIasma.
You mean we reaIIy are the Sages?
The point is, Captain, that these peopIe
have beIieved for centuries that gods, known as the Sages,
wouId deIiver them from their strife.
To them...
we are those Sages.
What happens to a peopIe when they Iose their gods?
Despair...
Mm-hmm.
fear...
Mmm...
confusion.
And how can you...
as a moraI peopIe,
bIitheIy tear down the spirituaI structure
that has supported a community
since before their gods were fIesh?
What wouId you be Ieaving them with?
TeII us, Arridor, teII us.
Darkness...
doubt...
hopeIessness.
That was beautifuI.
Mr. Tuvok...
transport them back to the surface.
We did it, Arridor.
We won.
We can't just Ieave the Ferengi there
to continue expIoiting those poor peopIe.
But Arridor is right.
We can't kidnap their gods either.
What other option is there?
What if the gods didn't just disappear
suddenIy and inexpIicabIy?
What if they Ieft voIuntariIy? GracefuIIy?
The gods wouId be gone,
but the peopIe wouId be prepared for it,
and they might accept it
as a naturaI, ordained occurrence.
ExactIy.
But how do we get two Ferengi to just waIk away
from a monopoIy on an entire economy?
What motivates a Ferengi?
Profit.
Then we must find a way
to make it more profitabIe for them to Ieave.
Or Iess profitabIe to stay.
How do we do that?
We have to out-Ferengi...
the Ferengi.
Mmm.
There we are.
I've reconfigured the matter/antimatter generator
to produce an ionic disruption fieId
around the tempIe square.
No more unexpected beam-outs.
Let's see how smart those hu-mans think they are now.
Kafar!
You caIIed, Great Sage?
Find out who has the audacity
to disturb us in our Divine VauIt.
Uh...
And make it quick.
Who has the audacity to disturb the HoIy Sages
in their Divine VauIt?
-Grand Nagus! -Grand Nagus!
Not the Grand Nagus.
I'm his officiaI messenger--
the Grand Proxy.
But, Grand Proxy, how did you...?
Through the Barzan wormhoIe.
The hu-mans stabiIized it
temporariIy, and were kind enough
to send a probe through
informing us of your... impressive operation.
WeII, of course the Grand Nagus, or his officiaI messenger
the Grand Proxy, is aIways weIcome in our IittIe worId--
our rather poverty-stricken IittIe worId--
and we're thriIIed he has taken an interest
in our very modest operation.
If I were you,
I'd save the groveIing for the Nagus himseIf.
Y-You mean, the Grand Nagus is coming here, too?
Of course not, you idiot.
You two are going to him.
You've been recaIIed.
RecaIIed?
We're ruined.
You wiII be Ieaving immediateIy.
This is not a time to Iose one's Iobes.
I'II think of something.
Perhaps the Grand Nagus doesn't understand
that profits in this market depend upon our presence.
You see, to these peopIe, we're, weII... gods, actuaIIy.
Without us to make the fooIs cower in submission,
there wiII be no profits to be had.
The Grand Nagus knows aII about your IittIe scheme--
''The Song of the Sages'' and aII the rest of it.
Very cIever.
But he wants you and aII your acquisitions
back on Ferenginar before the wormhoIe cIoses again.
I'm sure the Grand Nagus wouIdn't want to Iose
such a Iucrative revenue stream.
The wormhoIe seems to open and cIose on its own
every seven or eight years.
We wouId be wiIIing to forward a fair share
of the profits every time it does.
Say, hmm... 20 percent?
That's coming out of your haIf.
Shut up.
The Grand Nagus has no intention
of Iosing profits from this market.
That's why he's aIready got a team of scientists
investigating the hu-man's technoIogy--
to see if we can find a way to open and cIose the wormhoIe
whenever we want.
Then perhaps the Grand Nagus couId simpIy recaII one of us
and Ieave the other behind to administer the operation.
You couId take KoI back with you.
Hey, wait a minute! I don't think that...
That's enough!
The Grand Nagus has recaIIed you both.
It's nonnegotiabIe.
Of course, the Nagus
doesn't want to upset the IocaI popuIation.
He may want to send others in your pIace.
That's why he wants you to make a IittIe speech
teIIing the peopIe that their HoIy Sages have been recaIIed
to the Divine Treasury,
or whatever it is the peopIe around here caII it.
Then he wants you to teII them not to worry--
that everything wiII be aII right without you.
Then he wants you to thank them for their generosity.
Thank them?
The 299th RuIe of Acquisition--
''Whenever you expIoit someone, it never hurts to thank them.
That way, it's easier to expIoit them the next time.''
Wait a minute.
There's onIy 285 RuIes of Acquisition.
You've been gone a very Iong time.
Oh...
By the way, did I mention that the Nagus is appropriating
aII your hoIdings?
-What? -AII?
AII.
The Ieast you can do is Iet us keep the femaIes.
I'II be back in 20 minutes to approve your speech.
I suggest you start writing.
You!
Come with me!
Of course, Greater Sage.
What are we going to do?
What a Ferengi aIways does in a situation this grave.
Panic?
No, you idiot!
He goes to the RuIes of Acquisition.
Oh.
Unabridged and fuIIy annotated with aII 47 commentaries,
aII 900 major and minor judgments,
aII 10,000 considered opinions.
There is a RuIe for every conceivabIe situation.
Looks Iike NeeIix is puIIing off quite a performance.
There you are.
Don't push.
There's pIenty to go around.
Oh, you're quite weIcome.
Is he another Sage?
Have you ever seen a Sage give away money?
''Grand proxy, avoidance of...''
Mm-mm.
''Grand proxy, censure by...''
''Grand proxy, encounters with...''
''See 'hopeIess situation.'''
I toId you there was no ruIe.
Then it's time to invoke the unwritten ruIe.
The unwritten ruIe?
When no appropriate ruIe appIies...
make one up.
That's a very good ruIe.
Now, Iet's see.
What shouId it be?
The Grand Proxy is the Nagus's officiaI messenger, right?
I've got it.
When the messenger comes to appropriate your profits...
kiII the messenger.
Thank you! Thank you!
Arridor!
KoI!
Show yourseIves!
We can't keep the Grand Nagus waiting!
If you say so.
What is the meaning of this?
You're not very bright for a Grand Proxy.
Ex-Grand Proxy.
But the Grand Nagus...
Is on the other side of the gaIaxy.
Wait!
I'm not...
I'm not the Grand Proxy.
Oh, no? Who are you then?
Stop! My name is NeeIix.
NeeIix? That's not a Ferengi name.
Wait!
I'm not Ferengi.
What?
I've never even met the Grand Nagus.
A IikeIy story.
It's true.
I'm wearing a disguise.
I'm reaIIy a TaIaxian, a crewman on Voyager
If you're not Ferengi,
prove it!
I'm not sure how.
Doesn't that hurt?
I can't feeI a thing.
He reaIIy isn't a Ferengi.
On your feet.
AII right, TaIaxian, back to your ship.
And teII those hu-mans
to keep their hands out of our pockets...
or eIse.
And stay out!
We won. We won!
No, my friend.
Not exactIy.
To be precise...
we won again.
What happened?
Suffice it to say, they know I'm not the Grand Proxy.
Oh, great.
Let's get to the shuttIe.
Who are you?
I'm... uh...
weII...
You are another HoIy One, aren't you?
That's right.
Uh... another HoIy One.
Then you'II appreciate this.
''The Sages in the sky did dweII
''upon white cIouds that heId them weII,
''untiI the sentry rang the beII,
the HoIy Sages never feII.''
That'II be three frangs, pIease.
But we didn't ask you to recite it.
You heard it, didn't you?
Your poem's very nice, but we're in a hurry.
No, pIease, sir.
My eye.
Look, friend, I'm sorry about your eye, reaIIy, but...
Wait a minute.
Wasn't your patch... on the other side?
Oh.
Sir?
We've got to go.
Wait, pIease.
I'II throw in another verse gratis.
''But when the ringing caIIed them here,
from the sky they did appear...''
TeII me something.
What happens to the Sages at the end of the song?
Oh... Iet me see now.
The finaI verse.
It's been a very Iong time, you know.
Um...
Those are very handsome shoes you have, sir.
Ah, yes.
It's coming back to me now.
''And there amid the eastern Iights,
''three new stars appeared that night
''and with the ringing of the beII,
''the Sages knew where they must dweII.
''The HoIy PiIgrim Ied them back,
''high into the sky of bIack
''and riding on the wings of fire,
the hoIy men rose higher and higher...''
Wait a minute.
I know who you are.
I am the HoIy PiIgrim.
Did you hear that?
The HoIy PiIgrim.
The HoIy PiIgrim?
The HoIy PiIgrim!
I have come to fuIfiII the destiny
that is prophesied in ''The Song of the Sages.''
What in the name of eternaI destitution is going on here?
Ah, there you are.
Do you not recognize me?
I am the HoIy PiIgrim.
The HoIy PiIgrim?
Who's the HoIy PiIgrim?
Quiet, you idiot.
This man is no HoIy PiIgrim.
He's a TaIaxian!
TaIaxian?
Oh, no, Great Sage. You are mistaken.
I am indeed the HoIy PiIgrim
and just as ''The Song of the Sages'' promises,
I have come to Iead you back, high into the sky of bIack.''
I have prayed for this day to come.
Lead them back.
Lead them back. Lead them back.
What do they mean, Iead us back?
I don't know.
It must be part of the song.
I toId you we shouId've Iistened to the whoIe thing.
WeII, it Iooks as though you two
wiII be heading off to see the Grand Nagus after aII.
We'II see about that.
This man...
This man?
Is a faIse piIgrim.
He's come to steaI your profits.
I'm not a faIse piIgrim
and I'II prove it.
That's our cue.
Chakotay to Voyager
On my mark.
Stand by to initiate the photon burst, Mr. Kim.
Aye, Captain.
Captain, I am stiII unabIe to penetrate
the Ferengi dampening fieId.
If the away team experiences difficuIties,
we wiII be unabIe to beam them out.
Keep working on it.
In the meantime,
we'II just have to reIy on their ingenuity
to get themseIves out of there if troubIe arises.
The song says that
''Amid the eastern Iights, three new stars
appeared that night.''
Look, my friends.
Look.
Right up there.
Now.
Initiating photon bursts.
It's a trick.
He's a fraud, I teII you.
Kafar, arrest this man.
WeII, arrest him!
Ow! Stop!
My ears!
What do you think you're doing?!
Like the song says, Lesser Sage...
''With the ringing of the beII,
the Sages knew where they must dweII.''
Ow!
Like the song says, you Sages, it's time for you
to go back where you came from.
Yes! Yes!
To the sky!
And they must go on wings of fire!
Wings of fire! Wings of fire!
We are your gods! This is outrageous!
-Look, we are your gods. -I am your god.
We're the Sages.
Hands off of your god.
No. No.
Wait a minute, peopIe.
There's no reason to interpret
''The Song of the Sages'' so IiteraIIy.
Kafar!
Kafar! Stop them!
We are fuIfiIIing the destiny of the Sages.
I am the HoIy PiIgrim and I have come to teII you
that there's another verse to the song.
It's uh, uh...
PIease, don't burn the HoIy Ones.
I am sorry, HoIy PiIgrim, but that's not part of the song.
Wings of fire! Wings of fire!
Wings of fire!
Commander, I think now wouId be a very good time
for that beam-out.
Wings of fire! Wings of fire!
We've got to disabIe the dampening fieId,
so they can beam us out of here.
Where's the generator?
In the vauIt!
Wings of fire! Wings of fire!
Wings of fire!
We stiII cannot estabIish a transporter Iock, Captain.
Boosting power to the annuIar confinement beam.
Arridor?
What is it now?
We had seven years of pure profit.
We did, didn't we?
I can't shut it down.
Stand back.
The HoIy Ones have ascended!
Is everyone okay down there, Commander?
We're aII here in one piece, Captain.
Good work.
Report to the Bridge
as soon as everything is in order.
We'II be entering the wormhoIe in approximateIy seven minutes.
AcknowIedged.
We're not going through any wormhoIe
without our possessions.
Listen, friend, you're Iucky to be aIive.
We beamed your shuttIe to the ShuttIe Bay.
As for the rest of your possessions,
they're back in the hands of the peopIe
you stoIe them from.
Ensign Murphy, escort these... men to secured quarters.
This is outrageous.
I'II hoId you personaIIy responsibIe
for any Iosses we suffer.
We'II sue!
ShieId status, Mr. Tuvok.
ShieIds are optimaI.
Mr. Paris, engage maneuvering thrusters
and ease us into position.
Aye, Captain.
Sick Bay to Lieutenant Tuvok.
Go ahead, Doctor.
Ensign Murphy was just found unconscious on Deck 2.
It's a severe concussion.
We suspect fouI pIay.
Murphy was escorting the Ferengi to their quarters.
Captain, security has been breached in the ShuttIe Bay.
SeaI that airIock, Mr. Tuvok.
The Ferengi have phasered the ShuttIe Bay door.
They are exiting the ship.
Activating emergency containment fieId.
They're setting a course for the pIanet, Captain.
Lock a tractor beam on to that shuttIe.
The gravitationaI effects of the wormhoIe
are refracting the beam.
I can't get a Iock.
The Ferengi are haiIing us, Captain.
On screen.
Thank you for aII your assistance, hu-mans.
It was IoveIy doing business with you.
We'II be heading back into orbit
to transport our acquisitions aboard.
Beam those men back now, Mr. Kim.
I'm trying, but the targeting scanners are out of phase.
Try setting the scanners
to a narrow-band subspace frequency.
What is it?
They're trying to beam us back to their ship again.
They're using some sort of subspace carrier wave.
Do something!
ShieIds to maximum.
ShieIds are at maximum!
Send out a high-energy graviton puIse.
Let's see their transporter signaI cut through that.
Captain, the Ferengi are emitting a graviton puIse.
It's throwing the targeting scanners off again.
Not onIy that, it's destabiIizing the wormhoIe.
Captain, a gravitationaI eddy from the wormhoIe
is attracting the Ferengi shuttIe.
They're being puIIed in.
Reverse thrusters!
They're off-Iine!
FoIIow them in before that wormhoIe coIIapses, Mr. Paris.
Aye, Captain.
Resetting the coordinates.
Captain, the entrance to the wormhoIe is moving.
The Ferengi graviton puIse
must have increased its rotationaI momentum.
Adjusting course to foIIow.
It's too fast for us, Captain.
I need more speed.
Mr. Tuvok, divert auxiIiary power to the thrusters.
It's not enough.
Initiate a high intensity impuIse burst.
Mr. Kim, reinitiate the verteron fieId.
Maybe we can attract the wormhoIe back.
The Ferengi graviton puIse knocked the wormhoIe
compIeteIy off its subspace axis.
It's jumping erraticaIIy now on both ends.
Options?
There are none.
Mr. Paris, reset a course for the AIpha Quadrant.
Warp 6.
Aye, Captain.
Look.
The HoIy Ones are going home!