In which the Doctor learns to dance.
In which he wept, for there were no more worlds to explore.
In which Torres cleans up her own messes.
In which Tuvok studies the greats – Olivier, Hopkins, Shatner. Continue reading
In which I’d like to tell you to leave now and save yourself, but then I would have suffered for nothing. It’s the one with the lizards.
In which Janeway moralizes, capitulates, and moralizes again.
In which the writers don’t commit and Torres kills a baby.
In which the ship is running out of pixie dust and Janeway organizes a prison break.
In which they make a decent submarine movie and ruin it at literally the last possible second.