The Voyager crew discover they’re not the only Starfleet officers in the delta quadrant. This is … very bad.
It’s the one where Voyager helps someone in need who then BETRAYS THEM! No, wait, it’s the one where Voyager gets entangled with an artificial intelligence with an agenda of its own! No wait! IT’S BOTH!
Voyager is in her self-referential era. Again.
This episode is brought to you by America’s turn-of-the-millennium malaise.
In which B’Elanna has another bad day, and the real eco-terrorists are the exploited workers we met along the way.
You’re not gonna believe this, but it turns out that the self-styled smartest people in the room are a bunch of grifters
Chakotay’s mentor and some extra-dimensional aliens agree: he needs to get punched in the face more.
B’Elanna dies on her wedding night, which is sad, but better than the alternative.
Harry violates Starfleet’s bonk ban, forms a soulbond, gets a glow-up.