Copyright 2000 -- Robert Baer Jr. The Space Rovers -- "A Galaxy Far, Far Away -- Part 2" DISCLAIMER Road Rovers characters, names, situations and the Road Rovers universe are the property of Warner Bros. , the characters and storylines of 'Star Trek - Voyager' are the property of Paramount Studios, I nor this script/story are connected with Warner Bros. or Paramount Studios in any way, shape or form. This document may not be publicized or reproduced in any way, shape or form. It must remain fully intact and may not be altered in anyway. It is strictly used for not-for-profit entertainment purposes only, and is not intended to infringe on any Copyrights. This story is written by Robert Baer Jr and the characters Fydo, Boomer, Rasputin, Saundra, Alexander, Grunt, Daisy, Abdullah, Bob, Cactus Jake, Marie, Francis, Calypso, Sheena, Bruno, Molly, Deborah, Orchid, Dot, Luigi, Sophia, Lao Zi, Su Li, Claudia, Sno-wie, Numbia, Hojo, Shamansta, Derby and Poncho are all Robert Baer Jr's creations, copyright pending, 1999 - 2000, Cobber is a creation of Mike Browner. The Space Rovers -- "A Galaxy Far Far Away -- Part 2" Persia, Janeway, Chakoty and Alexander are stunned at Whitey's theory. ALEXANDER (shocked): Whitey, how can you be sure of this? WHITEY (sternly): This is the only way to explain why humans from the Earth of the twenty fourth century have never heard of nor have any record of the Space Rovers or the Road Rovers. We must be from a different universe than this one JANEWAY (nods): It's possible, we have records of Captain Kirk accidently discovering a parallel universe back in the twenty third century. WHITEY (nods): And Captain Persia, remember our encounters with the parallel universe that we found? PERSIA (nods): How could I forget? I had the Hunter of that world following me around wanting to marry me! WHITEY (smiles): And that's how I got my wife Sno-wie! CHAKOTY (sternly): Wait a minute. Could it be that you Space Rovers were simply a secret project that never was revealed by anyone in your century? WHITEY (shakes head): Highly unlikely, Commander. The heroics of the Road Rovers were well publized, CHAKOTY (sadly): So, you and your crew maybe stranded here in the Delta Quadrant, just like we are! JANEWAY (sadly, mutters): And it's all my fault..... (gets upset): Excuse me, everyone.... Janeway runs down the hallway and turns a corner, when the others catch up to her, they discover that she is gone. CHAKOTY (taps comm badge): Chakoty to Voyager.... PERSIA (puts hand on Chakoty's shoulder): No need for that, Commander, I know where she is! CHAKOTY (confused): But how do you .... PERSIA (smiles): I read her mind before she ran off. She's beamed back aboard your ship and is heading for her quarters! CHAKOTY (upset): Catherine is blaming herself for stranding all of you here! PERSIA (nods): I know, Commander. But all of us know this was a freak accident, nothing more. She was looking for a way for your crew to return to Earth faster. Under the same circumstances, I'd done the same exact thing! CHAKOTY (sternly): Excuse me, Captain, I'm returning to Voyager to talk to her PERSIA (takes Chakoty by the arm): I want to go with you! I know she is very depressed about this. I also know that she blames herself for Voyager being stuck out here too! That's why she's so upset, she feels that another of her decisions has marooned another spaceship's crew. CHAKOTY (shakes head): No, Persia, you stay here! PERSIA (sternly): Commander, you are aboard MY ship and I am it's Captain! Forgive me for pulling rank, but I ORDER you to take me with you! CHAKOTY (smiles): Well, I can either start a mutany, or take you with me. Ok, Captain Persia, stand next to me and I'll have us BOTH beamed aboard Voyager. The scene now shifts to Voyager, in Captain Janeway's quarters. She sits on her couch, sulking as she sips tea. Her 'doorbell' sounds. JANEWAY (shouts): I gave strict orders that I was not to be disturbed! CHAKOTY (through the door): Catherine, it's me, may I come in? Janeway hesitates for a moment, then shouts back "ENTER!" The door slides open, Chakoty and Persia both walk inside. JANEWAY (stands up): Chakoty! My orders were that no Space Rovers were to board Voyager! PERSIA (calmly): Captain, I pulled rank on him and ordered him to take me to you... JANEWAY (angry): I'll have security escort you off my vessel, Captain Persia! PERSIA (walks over to her): Please, Catherine, I'm only here to talk to you. You really mustn't blame yourself for .... JANEWAY (angry, turns back on Persia and Chakoty): I'm the one who gave the orders to activate the wormhole generator! I'm the one who authorized Tom and Neelix to get the thing in the first place! PERSIA (puts hand on Janeway's shoulder): Catherine, it was an accident. My crew realizes this and ... JANEWAY (turns quickly around): Does your crew know that there's no way to return them home? When they find out, they'll react..... like my crew did...... (tries very hard to hold back tears) PERSIA (hugs Janeway): It'll be alright, Catherine. We'll get through this together. JANEWAY (sadly): I'm the Captain, Captains aren't allowed to cry like this... PERSIA (still hugging Janeway): You are a human Captain, ma'am. There's no shame in having emotions. CHAKOTY (puts hand on Janeway's back): She's right, y'know. Besides, maybe Commander Whitey is wrong. Remember, we plan to meet with their top science people in a matter of minutes. Perhaps between all of us, there is still a way to get the Canius Minor back to it's proper time and place. JANEWAY (nods): You're right, Chakoty. (releases hug): Captain Persia, may I say you'd make an excellent ship's counsellor! PERSIA (smiles): I take that as a very high compliment, thank you, Catherine. CHAKOTY (smiles): Ladies, I do believe they're waiting for us on the Canius Minor The scene shifts back to the galley, where Molly and Bruno have just entered for lunch, they quickly take their trays and sit together at a table in the front of the room. B'Lonna, Tom, Cactus Jake and Flash all watch them sit down. B'LONNA (hushed tone): What is with Lt Molly anyway? Why is she always such a mad Russian? CACTUS JAKE (hushed tone): B'lonna, you have to understand. Molly takes her work very seriously, she treats those warp engines of hers like they're her own children FLASH (smiles, hushed tone): Yeah, B'lonna. Molly is always yellin and screamin at me and Daisy, but we know that deep down she really likes us. I'll bet she feels the same way about you! Why not go over there and talk to her? B'LONNA (sadly): That may not be a good idea... TOM (elbows B'lonna): Go on! You have to admit, you two really do have a lot more in common than you think. B'LONNA (looking over at Molly): Well, alright. After all, we all need to work together.... B'lonna walks over to Molly's table and quietly sits down. B'LONNA (softly): Er.....Molly...... MOLLY (slowly turns head towards B'lonna): Da? What is it? B'LONNA (nervous smile): Y'know, I have to say that I've very impressed with the way you and your crew maintain your warp core! I wish I could get that kind of cooperation from my people. MOLLY (slight smile): Da! I do have a good group. (angry): But sometimes dose two brainy bloodhounds get on my nerves! B'LONNA (calmly): I also wanted to apologize for what happaned the first time we met in the engine room... MOLLY (warm smiles): Nyet! It is I who must apologize. We had no way of knowing who you were B'LONNA (smiles): I guess I would've reacted the same way. I've work long and hard to maintain our engines, they're almost like my children.. MOLLY (reaches over and hugs B'lonna tightly): So, you do understand! Oh Comrade B'lonna, I give you big Russian bear hug! B'LONNA (thinks to herself): Maybe I was better off when she was yelling at me.... In another part of the galley, Sheena sits sobbing, picking at her food while the Doctor tries to reason with her. Dr Abdullah is slowly walking towards them with his tray. DOCTOR (sternly): As a fellow physician, I must tell you that your body needs proper nourishment. Please, eat those... fish.... sticks. as you call them and ... SHEENA (sighs, pokes at fish sticks with fork): Doctor, have you ever been in love before? DOCTOR (smiles): Well, I do have a crush on Seven of Nine and ... (shocked): HEY!!! Isn't that a rather personal question, Sheena? SHEENA (sighs): If you'd ever been in love, you'd understand how I feel. My boyfriend Cobber is on earth, I'm out here in space all the time. There are times I miss him so much... DOCTOR (smirks): I take it this Cobber is another dog, right? SHEENA (dreamy eyed): Not just another dog, he's the dog of my dreams! DOCTOR (rolls eyes): How thrilling... SHEENA (looks up): Abdullah! Will you join us? ABDULLAH (nods): Surely, I would enjoy this very much! DOCTOR (looks at Abdullah): Do I detect a slight Arabic accent? ABDULLAH (nods): Yes Doctor, I was born in Afghanistan! DOCTOR (sternly): Could YOU answer some questions about your medical facilities? They seem rather primitive by the standards of my time. ABDULLAH (sips coffee): We do the best we can with what we have. Do you have any suggestions? DOCTOR (nods): I have plenty! Abdullah and Sheena listen closely as the Doctor begins to discuss 24th century medical procedures. He is interrupted when Seven of Nine walks over and puts her hand on his shoulder. SEVEN (sternly): Doctor, I require your presence to discuss a matter.... DOCTOR (annoyed): Can't you see I'm busy, Seven? I'll join you after I am ... SEVEN (lifts him from his chair with one arm): You must comply NOW! DOCTOR (embarrassed): Will you two please excuse me, it would appear that I am needed elsewhere Seven of Nine takes the Doctor to the other side of the room. SEVEN (sternly): Doctor, you are in violation of Captain Janeway's orders! DOCTOR (defensive): I was merely discussing medical procedures with fellow physicians... SEVEN (sternly): You have not complied with the Captain's orders! DOCTOR (defensive): As a physician, it is my duty to help maintain life, irregardless of the circumstances. Who knows, maybe some of the information I gave to Abdullah and Sheena will help save someone's life someday. Would THAT be in violation of Star Fleet protocol? SEVEN (thinking): Perhaps I can overlook this 'violation', doctor..... DOCTOR (smiles): Thanks Seven, oh, by the way, do you know you have the most beautiful eyes? BRUNO (on PA system): All senior and science officers from both crews please report to the Captain's briefing room at once! All senior and science officers from both crews ... SEVEN (sternly): I must go now, Doctor. DOCTOR (watches Seven of Nine walk away, to himself): Guess Dr Sheena isn't so crazy after all.... being in love does make one feel .... strange The scene switchs to a large room with a long table in the middle of it. Taking their seats are Janeway, Chakoty, Tuvok, Seven of Nine, B'Lonna, Tom, Harry, Persia, Alexander, Boomer, Saundra, Whitey, Molly, Flash. Daisy and Bob. JANEWAY (stands up): Ok people, we need a solution. How do we get the Canius Minor back to it's own time and universe? TUVOK (sternly): Commander Whitey and I have examined all of the data from the 'accident'. It is our conclusion that the accident that brought this ship here is impossible to duplicate. WHITEY (nods): I'm afraid Lt Tuvok is right. (pushs a button on the table, displays Voyager's artificial wormhole device blueprint, points): There is the Borg part that reptured during the accident. It's sudden burst of pularic energy is what caused the wormhole to shift it's dimensions. This event was so random and unpredictable that attempting to recreate this accident could plunge our ship into any infinite number of possible times and realities. PERSIA (turns to Bob): Lt Commander, do you agree with these findings? BOB (nods, sadly): Whitey and Tuvok are correct. We could end up in even more peril if we tried to leave this universe. JANEWAY (turns to B'lonna): B'lonna, Molly, what do you have to say about this? B'LONNA (walks up to display): Molly and I have been working on a possible way to reactivate our wormhole generator and get the Canius Minor home at the same time. MOLLY (walks up to display, pushs button on table): Da! See, dis is own warp engine design. We have been studying the properties of anti-matter reactions. B'LONNA (points): If we could use several pods of anti-matter ... FLASH (jumps up and runs over): I sees it! I sees it! This could enable us to git our ship backward in time! DAISY (jump up and runs over): Yes, now if Voyager's wormhole generator can be set to the right universal setting... FLASH (smiles): Then the Canius Minor can be phased backwards using the anti-matter! MOLLY (growls): You brainy bloodhounds! You ruined our presentation! B'LONNA (grabs Molly's arms): No, wait! Daisy and Flash have the right idea! CHAKOTY (nods): Makes sense, how soon would we be ready to try this B'LONNA (sadly): That's the only problem. Finding the correct universal setting will take time, and a lot of trial and error. MOLLY (nods): Da! And refitting the Canius Minor to accept these anti-matter systems would take time as well. PERSIA (smiles): At least that's a start! Captain Janeway, what do you think? JANEWAY (nods): Yes, in theory I believe it has a chance to work. About how long would all this take? B'lonna and Molly sadly look at each other, and then at Captain Janeway. B'LONNA (sadly): Our best estimates would be two months.. BOOMER (shocked): Two months? SAUNDRA (shouting); Two months? PERSIA (stands up): Settle down everyone. Unless any of the rest of you have any better suggestions, then this is all we have. (nods): Thank you, B'lonna and Molly, for your work on this project. JANEWAY (looks at Persia): Persia, we can't just stay here for two solid months, my crew and I are anxious to get back to Earth. PERSIA (smiles): WHo says we have to stay here? We'll follow you on your journey! JANEWAY (startled): You and your crew would be willing to follow us into unknown and possibly dangerous space? PERSIA (smiles): We can do better than that! Remember, our ship has a working wormhole generator, we can all got straight to Earth in a matter of a half hour! CHAKOTY (stands up): Are you serious, Persia? PERSIA (nods): Very serious! We can all go to Earth, do the work on our ships, and then send us back to our own dimension! B'LONNA (excited): Back to Earth, back to civilization! TOM (excited): WOW! This is great! KIM (happy): YES! Home at last! (turns to Tuvok): Well, Tuvok, what do you think? TUVOK (sternly): What if Star Fleet prohibits us from assisting the Space Rovers once we return to Federation space? PERSIA (smiles): Captain Janeway, we are willing to take that risk! If we end up stuck in this reality forever, at least we can get you and your wonderful crew home! JANEWAY (smiles): This is too good to be true! (hugs Persia): Dogs truly are man's best friend! CACTUS JAKE (on intercom): Captain Persia, y'all better come out and have a look at this! Everyone in the briefing room rushes out to the bridge. On the front viewing screen is a small, futuristic looking spaceship with Star Fleet markings. CACTUS JAKE (points): That thing just popped out of thin air! BRUNO (looks at the others): They are hailing us, Captain PERSIA & JANEWAY (together): On screen! (they look at each other) The front view screen shows a middle aged, dark haired human male in a futuristic looking Star Fleet uniform. NOLAN (on screen): This is Captain Nolan of the Federation Timeship Polaris. (smirking): Captain Janeway, looks like you've trul gone to the dogs this time! JANEWAY (angry): That's not funny! These Space Rovers are our friends! NOLAN (sternly): Whatever. PERSIA (angry): Did you say timeship? NOLAN (laughs): Yes, timeship you scruffy animal! GRUNT (angry): GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR GROWL!!! GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR NOLAN (sternly): Muzzle that pit bull, will you? Captain Janeway, you have once more contaminated the time line, and we're here to set it straight again! PERSIA (nods): I see! You're from the twenty-ninth century, right? NOLAN (surprised): How did you know that? PERSIA (shrugs shoulders): Lucky guess? NOLAN (angry): Enough small talk! Captain Janeway, I am under Star Fleet orders to return this 'dog ship' back to it's own time and universe. You and your crew will leave the Canius Minor immediately and you are prohibited from exchanging any further information with any of these dog creatures. Is that clear, Catherine? JANEWAY (smiles): Ok, but will you return us to Earth also? NOLAN (shakes head): Violation of Time Travel Prime Directive. JANEWAY (smiles): Then let Captain Persia return us to Earth! They have a device that ... NOLAN (shakes head): No, that would contaminate the time line even further ALEXANDER (shouts): Then we'll activate the wormhole generator now! NOLAN (angry): I wouldn't do that if I were you, you canine fossil! I am also under orders to destroy the Canius Minor if any of you resist! PERSIA (telepathicly to everyone): He means it. His ship has futuristic weapons that can blow us up many times over... (outloud): Alright, Captain Nolan, you win. CACTUS JAKE (angry): Why can you let us stay long enough to send Voyager home? Tain't fair, I tell ya! PERSIA (angry): Lt Jake! That will do! NOLAN (laughs): Well, looks like you space doggies aren't so stupid after all. If I had my choice, I'd blown your ship to atoms. Who's going to miss a ship full of dogs anyway? PERSIA (sternly): Look, Captain! You have a job to do, but you don't have to insult these fine space travellers to do it! All we ask is that you give us time to say goodbye first, before you send them away. NOLAN (gruffly): Oh... very well, you have exactly five minutes to get all Star Fleet personnel off of that flying flea trap! Then I'm returning it to it's own time and universe. We will be monitoring you carefully, so no tricks! Captain Nolan out. Persia telepathically talks to Whitey and he immediately leaves the bridge. PERSIA (looks at Janeway): Captain, I'm so sorry we can't help you any further... JANEWAY (smiles): Well, it's alright Persia, there's nothing either one of us can do. I've dealt with these time ship captains before, all of them are rather strict. PERSIA (turns to Bruno): Make a ship wide announcement for all Voyager crew to return to their ship. (turns to Janeway): Captain, may I walk you and your officers down to our matter transporter? JANEWAY (nods): I'd consider it an honor, Persia! The scene shifts to Daisy and Flash's lab, three minutes later. All of the other Star Fleet personnel have left. Janeway, Chakoty, Tuvok, Tom, B'lonna, Seven of Nine, Harry, Neelix, Naomi Wildman and the Doctor are awaiting transport back to Voyager. Most of the Space Rovers are also there, to say goodbye. A quick 'reception line' forms and the Space Rovers quickly shake hands and exchange their farewells. SHEENA (shaking the Doctor's hand): Thank you, Doctor! I'll never forget you! DOCTOR (nods): I've never met anyone quite like you, Dr Sheena! WHITEY (shaking hands with Tuvok): So long, Tuvok! TUVOK (makes Vulcan peace sign): Live long, and prosper Commander! MOLLY (looks at B'lonna): I will miss you, comrade! I give you big bear hug! B'LONNA (stutters): Er.. let's shake hands instead! DERBY (shakes hands with Neelix): G'bye, old chum! Hope you enjoy those recipes! NEELIX (smiles): I look forward to making our crew a big batch of Brewnoc! CALYPSO (stoops down and hugs Naomi): I will miss you, little one! (give her a large box): All of the other children on the ship wanted to give you this box of toys! NAOMI (excited): Wow! Thank you, Miss Calypso! FLASH (panics): Captain, there's a message coming in from Captain Nolan! PERSIA (rolls eyes): Put it on the large screen on the wall NOLAN (on screen, furious): I saw that, Janeway! JANEWAY (confused): Saw what, Captain? NOLAN (on screen, angry): Neelix, give that book back to Derby! And that box of toys stays, too! NEELIX (angry): These are only recipes for food preparation! DERBY (growls): Yeah, you crazy bloak! What's your problem? CALYPSO (angry): You be daft, mon? Dees toys are for Miss Naomi! NOLAN (on screen, furious): I said NO exchanges, and I mean NONE! PERSIA (turns to screen): What's wrong with the little girl having some more toys? They won't alter the future in any way and ... NOLAN (on screen, furious): Those things STAY, or I blow up your ship! BOOMER (growling): You'd kill all of us over a box of toys? NOLAN (on screen, nods): It's that simple, pooch! You have exactly one minute left, say your goodbyes, and leave! Nolan out. Naomi begins to cry, Seven of Nine picks her up and hugs her. Bob picks up the box of toys and takes the cookbook out of Neelix's hands, and winks as he leaves the room with them. PERSIA (shakes hands with Janeway): It's been a pleasure to meet you and your wonderful crew, Captain Janeway (telepathically): Catherine, they're watching us like hawks, but I have a surprise gift for you, be ready and act natural, OK? JANEWAY (smiles and nods): And it was a pleasure to meet you and your Space Rovers, Persia! SHAMANSTA (walks over to shake hands with Janeway): Oh Captain, I will miss you! (hugs her and whispers) Viola! Janeway at first looks confused but then nods and shares Shamansta's hug. Then all of the remaining Star Fleet personnel enter the transporter chamber. With all of the Rovers waves and many with tears in their eyes, they watch as Flash activates the matter transporter. DAISY (panics): It's that Nolan guy again! PERSIA (smiles): On screen! NOLAN (on screen): Well, Captain Persia, I must give your crew an A in obedience training! All of the Star Fleet personnel have returned to Voyager, and you complied with my orders on exchanging information! Well done. My ship will be sending you back in one minute, I suggest you and your senior officers return to the bridge. Nolan out. Persia and the other officers return to the bridge just in time to watch a rift in space open right before the Canius Minor. PERSIA (shouts): Everyone, to your stations! Bring our force fields up! In a flash, the Canius Minor has disappeared. The scene is now on the bridge of Voyager where Captain Nolan is on the front viewing screen. NOLAN (sternly): Captain Janeway, this better be the LAST time I have to do this! You have nearly as many temporial time violations as Admiral Kirk had! JANEWAY (smiles): We'll try to be more careful in the future, Captain! NOLAN (sternly): See that you do! Nolan out! In a flash, the Polaris vanishes. CHAKOTY (sighs): Well, there he goes, and he took away yet another opportunity to return home! JANEWAY (smiles): Maybe not! Janeway reaches into her front pocket and takes out a zip disk. HARRY (looks at it): What is that? TUVOK (looks at it): An ancient Earth style data storage device. TOM (takes it): No, this is a zip disk! SEVEN (confused): A zip disk? TOM (nods): Yeah, a late twentieth century computer data storage device! How did you get this? JANEWAY (smiles): That last Space Rover who hugged me, she must've somehow snuck it into my pocket! CHAKOTY (nods): I'll bet Persia had something to do with it! NEELIX (looking inside Janeway's ready room): LOOK!!! Everyone looks inside and sees the box of toys. Neelix looks inside of it and finds the cookbook that Derby had given him. NEELIX (happy): Look! Derby's cookbook! TOM (big smile): And Naomi's toys! Captain, permission to take these down to Naomi's quarters? JANEWAY (smiles and nods): Permission granted! (laughs): Captain Persia, you certainly are a good, good dog! TUVOK (pushing buttons): Analyizing the zip disk, it has a brief visual message on it, shall I play it for you? JANEWAY (nods): Proceed! On the view screen appears Persia. PERSIA (recorded message): Captain Janeway, if you are viewing this, then you already know by now that Cadet Shamansta snuck this disk into your pocket, she's our resident magician! On the remainder of this disk, you'll find the complete designs for our artificial wormhole generator and hyperspace drive. I hope that somehow, this information will get you back home to Earth faster. Commander Whitey created this disk with his mind and if you're wondering about the box of toys and cookbook, you can thank Lt Commander Bob and his teleportation powers for them! Please tell everyone on Voyager that we will always keep you in our thoughts and prayers. Farewell, Captain Janeway, may you and your valiant crew make the journey home safely. One last thing, Lt Commander Bob also sent Captain Nolan and his crew a present also! The scene shifts to the Polaris, where Captain Nolan and his crew are busy scratching themselves all over. NOLAN (angry): What is happaning to us, Ensign? ENSIGN (scratching his arms): According to our scans, the entire ship is infested with fleas! NOLAN (confused): Fleas? (screaming): JANEWAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! --------------------------------------------------------------------------