neelix: i'm filing a grievance with the delta quadrant boxing commission! this bout came out of nowhere! there's some scheduling mix-up. you haven't had time to train; you're not ready! if you fight now you'll be destroyed! i can't fight now. i'm not ready for this. come on! i follow your example, learn from you look up to you. i don't want to lose that. you'll find another role model. you'll be okay. you're my first officer. your duty is to this crew. if something happens to me you've got to get voyager home. tuvok can take command. you're being selfish, chakotay. i'm doing this for you... for all of you! a delusion-- dementia puglistica. you're punch-drunk, commander. a hard shot to the head and neck collapses the carotid artery and cuts the flow of blood to the brain. rebral tissu the hook! the head and neck twist laterally the head snaps back, rupturing tissue in the cerebellum and upper spinal cord! yes! ( sighs ) and the result... of all this poetry i imotion? neuralgic dysfunction chronic traumatic encephalopathy loss of balance and coordination loss

according to neelix's manifest those samples are stored in the geology lab. they're showing no signs of molecular degradation. take us further back. ten months, 11 days ago. voyager was forced to land on a class-y planetoid in the vaskan sector. one of our more interesting missions. we set down looking for deuterium and ended up helping a new form of life to be born. the planet possessed a bio-mimetic compound. the "silver blood." it sampled our dna and created duplicates of the entire crew. i've often wondered what happened to them. are they flourishing? have they continued to evolve? is she...? i'm afraid so. scan for traces of deuterium hydrogen sulfate and dichromates. dichromates? just do it. what's this about? we have a disturbing theory. i'm detecting all of those compounds. i want you to inject her with a dichromate catalyst. commander? i don't understand. that wasn't b'elanna. it was a duplicate... a bio-mimetic copy. uplicates. behold the primordial soup. that's what created us. not just us. the entire ship is composed of the same material. it's a b

feel up to it, neelix? i've only been trained as a field medic. it'll have to do. wh... what about my other duties? make sick bay your priority. ( weak laugh ) at this point... morale is a luxury. how's the core holding up? the modified nanoprobes are still reinforcing the warp field. it should remain functioning until we reach the demon planet. however, there is less than a 20% probability that voyager will remain intact that long. well... up against... captain? it's all right. i'm just... a little tired. let ensign kim take command for a while. i'm still the captain. and i am the chief medical officer. don't force me to relieve you of your duties. your concerns have been noted... sir. now... there is another matter. i want to download the ship's database... and our personal logs into a signal beacon. in the event we don't survive a time capsule. this crew's existence may have been brief... but it's been distinguished. none of you... deserves to be forgotten. i will use unaffected components to construct a beacon. the deflector's off-line. interstellar dust is contamina