Janeway: "Who are you? Are you responsible for what's going on here?" Admiral Janeway: "You know who I am, Kathryn." Janeway: "My father died over fifteen years ago." Admiral Janeway: "Yes, drowned under the polar ice cap on Tau Ceti Prime. It was devastating to you." Janeway: "You may be an hallucination or some kind or projection of my own imagination, but you are not my father." Admiral Janeway: "Kathryn, Kathryn. I raised you to be a doubter and a sceptic, to look at the world with a scientist's eye, but in this instance that won't work." Janeway: "Why not? If you know what's going on here, tell me." Admiral Janeway: "Isn't it clear? You're dead. You died in that shuttle crash." Janeway: "No, no, no. That's not possible." Admiral Janeway: "I understand your confusion, your refusal to accept what's happened. I went through the same thing after my accident." Janeway: "What do you mean?" Admiral Janeway: "I went back to you, and your mother and your sister after I died, for a long time, until I realised it was futile. That's what happens when death is unexpected - one's consciousness isn't prepared to let go." Janeway: "Consciousness? Is that what you're calling me? Kathryn's consciousness." Admiral Janeway: "For want of a better word. Some say 'ghost' or 'spirit'. We all heard the stories and thought they were the product of vivid imaginations or self-induced hysteria. I'll admit I was surprised when I found they were true." Janeway: "If you stayed with me after you died, you should be able to tell me what happened then." Admiral Janeway: "You were so grief-stricken you fell into a terrible depression. You spent months in bed, sleeping away your days, rather than confronting your feelings. I'm not sure what would have happened if your sister hadn't forced you into the real world again." Janeway: "If you're an hallucination or a part of me you'd know those things." Admiral Janeway: "Kathryn, remember, several times after I died you woke thinking I was in the room with you. You told your sister it felt absolutely real. That's because it was real, I was there, trying to convince you to get on with your life." Janeway: "Just for the sake of argument, let's say you're right. What's next?" Admiral Janeway: "That's up to you. Eventually you will cross over. The only question is: how long will it take you to give up this world." Janeway: "Cross over to where?" Admiral Janeway: "I don't know what to call it. Another state of consciousness, unlike anything we ever could have imagined in life. It's not a frightening place, Kathryn. It's full of joy and indescribable wonder." Janeway: "Kes sensed I was here. They're looking for me." Admiral Janeway: "People have felt the presence of ghosts throughout the ages, but the technology to find them still hasn't been invented." Janeway: "They won't give up easily." Admiral Janeway: "But they will give up eventually. They'll accept what's happened, and that's what you have to do." Janeway: "Kes did it once. She can do it again. I'm going to help her." Admiral Janeway: "If that's what you feel you need to do, I understand."

In Tuvok's quarters he has initiated a mind-meld with Kes. Tuvok: "Let us try one more time. Open yourself to the impressions around you, the thoughts, the minds that are on this ship, all the minds that are on this ship." Kes: "I hear them. So many voices." Tuvok: "They are a turbulent storm, and you are the one that must rise above the tempest to a place that is quiet." Kes: "It's difficult." Tuvok: "You must lift yourself from the confusion of the storm, soar into the quiet space among the stars where everything is still." Kes: "Yes, I'm in that place now." Tuvok: "Is there a voice that you can hear? A single voice, isolated in the stillness?" Janeway: "Kes, I'm here. Focus on me, on my voice." Tuvok: "There are only two beings in the void: you and Captain Janeway. Nothing else exists that can interfere. Can you hear her voice, however faintly?" Kes: "I'm trying." Tuvok: "Is there anything, any presence in the void with you?" Kes: "I don't think so. I can't hear anything." Janeway: "Kes, keep trying. You have to find me." Tuvok: "Now, I am with you, moving through the quiet space. My thoughts join with yours, extending the range of the search." Janeway: "Tuvok, surely you must know I'm here. We've shared so much." Kes: "I'm just not getting anything." Tuvok: "Nor am I." Kes: "I felt empty, alone. Maybe you're right: what I sensed wasn't the Captain. It was me wanting to believe she wasn't dead." Tuvok: "We've been trying for three days without success. Nor have Lieutenant Torres or Ensign Kim found any indication that the Captain is alive. There is a point at which we must accept the inevitability of her death." Kes: "Thank you for helping. I don't think I would've accepted it if you hadn't at least tried. Good night." She leaves. Tuvok: "Tactical officer's log, supplemental. My attempt to help Kes detect the Captain's presence has ended in failure. I am forced to conclude that we have in fact lost Kathryn Janeway. I would like the record to show that I have lost a good friend as well, one whom I can never replace." Janeway: "Oh Tuvok." Admiral Janeway: "They all love you, Kathryn. It's going to be hard for them." Janeway: "This can't be happening. I don't believe it." Admiral Janeway: "Because you don't want to. Tomorrow it will become easier." Janeway: "The memorial service."

The memorial service, held in the Messhall. Torres addresses the gathered crew: When I came to this ship, I resented the fact that Captain Janeway was responsible for our being stranded here in the Delta Quadrant. I didn't think that she made the right decision and I certainly didn't want to serve under her command. In the beginning I fought her. Even when she made me chief engineer I didn't trust her reasons. I kept looking for a hidden agenda. I actually believed that she'd set me up to fail. Well, I couldn't have been more wrong. She saw, she saw something in me that I didn't see. She saw a worthwhile person where I saw a lost and hostile misfit. And because she had faith in me, I began to have faith in myself. And when she died, the first thing I thought was that I couldn't do this without her, that I needed her too badly - her strength and her compassion. But then I realised that the gift that she gave me, and gave a lot of us here, was the knowledge that we are better and stronger than we think, that I wish I'd said these things to her. I wish I'd taken the time."

Chakotay: "Would anyone else like to say something?"

Kim: "I would, sir." He addresses them all: "I know Captain Janeway wouldn't want us to be sitting around moping. She'd want us to be cheering each other up, remembering the good times, like the away mission when we found all those bushes of over-ripe fruit. We must've eaten half a kilo. My hands and mouth were all purple. And the Captain....the Captain came and sat down next to me, and her mouth was all stained to. She put her arm around my shoulder and she said, she said, 'Ensign, these are the times we have to remember."

"It, it's, sorry." He is unable to continue.

Chakotay: "I know this hasn't been easy. But I think we'll all be better for it. We will honour the Captain one last time. Release the pod."

Crewman McKenzie blows the bo'sun's whistle as the coffin carrying Captain Kathryn Janeway is fired into space. bo'sun's whistle

Chakotay tells everyone: "Ensign Kim was right when he said the Captain wouldn't want us to be sad. Neelix has prepared some food, and it would be nice if we could all get together and share the good times we had with Kathryn Janeway." The formal meeting breaks up and people go into small groups, talking but quietly and feeling subdued.

Admiral Janeway comes up to Janeway: "It's over, Kathryn. There's nothing left for you here. Come with me."