Script segments                                            4-15-97
Star Trek Voyager                             Episode: Coda
Adaptation by Patti Keiper          Written by Jeri Taylor

                              Chapter One
--------------------------------------------------------------

     Captain Janeway was feeling particularly charged
after a privately treasured cup of Jamaican Dark and
cinnamon. She fairly flew down the corridor with her
impatience to get on with the nucleotide collection mission
she and Chakotay would conduct on a nearby gas world.
The current stretch of space Voyager had recently
encountered had proved to be especially benign so she had
given herself and her first officer a respite from the bridge
in the form of a shuttle manned survey.  It was a chance to
sharpen her science skills of spectography and bioanalysis.

   Kathryn heard hurrying footsteps behind her and suspected
who it might be even before she turned around.

   "Oh, uh, captain!  Do you have a minute?" Neelix puffed,
straining to keep pace with her.

   "Just about a minute, " she surmised without stopping, "I'm
on my way to the shuttlebay."

   Neelix beamed, greatly encouraged by Janeway's receptivity,
"I thought last night went well, didn't you?"

   Kathryn's expression was a mix of smug satisfaction and a
touch of embarrassment at the rekindled memory, "Extremely
well. Everyone had a lot of fun."

   "I was thinking of making it a regular feature say, uh,
once a month?" Neelix ventured.

   Her stride unbroken, the captain sighed, "It's certainly
worth a try."

   Neelix noticed she was hurrying him a little, still all
business .  He laid on the sugar, thick, chuckling,  "Heh,
now captain... You were especially GOOD last night."

  "Thanks, Neelix. It's been a while." she started to smile.

   Neelix's pounce fizzled into uncertainty, "You'd never
know.. Ah,...captain,..uh,..Do you eh, ah, think.. I ah,.. I-I I
mean,..ah,. I-I-I was wondering.. uh, eh, eh, eh--"

   Captain Janeway stopped in her tracks realizing that the
littel Talaxian had confidential information to impart, "What is
it, Neelix?"

   There was a brief moment of silence, then he took a breath
and came out with it, "Could you possibly keep Mr. Tuvok
busy on the bridge that evening?"

   Her eyes narrowed with amusement and then glanced
quickly around to be sure that they weren't being overheard.
Kathryn leaned forward,  "I'm sure something could be
arranged...." She entered a nearby turbolift, leaving
Neelix behind, "Our secret, Neelix.." she warned.

   The Talaxian cook was the picture of discretion and
decorum, "We never had this discussion..."

    The turbolift doors closed on his wave. Neelix was feeling
really good. His grin went huge for he felt like he had just
saved the crew. He chuckled.

A verbal art form in the hands of Mr. Vulcan was truly
a terrifying thing to behold.