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"Macrocosm" Line-by-Line

EMH: Computer, erect a level three forcefield around the microscope station.

The forcefield flickers as the virus bounces off it.
 
Sickbay, narrative.

The Doctor: Standby, Mister Paris, we're close to formulating an antigen.
 
EMH: On the microscopic level, the virus uses that needle-like projection to penetrate a cell membrane. On our level, it probably impales it's victim in much the same way, infusing him with it's own genetic code. The antigen is ready. Kes? Computer, deactivate force field.

(Kes stands back. The virus heads for the EMH. He grabs it and injects it. It falls to the deck and deflates.)

EMH: Well. One down, ten billion to go.

[EMH narrative - Mess hall]

EMH [OC]: Eager to inoculate those already infected, I quickly headed for the quarantined area. Though their condition had grown worse, it was the least of our problems.
EMH: (to Torres) Lieutenant, if you can hear me, I'm going to give you an injection. It should eliminate the virus.

(Paris can hear the buzzing.)
 
(Two macroviruses pin the EMH onto the deck and nearly stab his mobile emitter. He manages to roll away under the tables.)

EMH: Doctor to the Bridge. Intruder alert on deck two section thirteen.
EMH [OC]: Within minutes, dozens of the larger organisms forced their way beyond deck two and overwhelmed the ship.

[Sickbay-present time]

EMH: It wasn't long before the crew was incapacitated. Although I've developed an effective vaccine, I can't administer it. Every time I try to get to the crew, I'm attacked. Perhaps with your help?
 
EMH: I have no way of knowing, dozens, perhaps hundreds. They're replicating at an exponential rate. By this day tomorrow there could be thousands.
 
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