[Woods]
(She hears a rustle nearby.)
JANEWAY: Hello? Chakotay?
(The trap has caught something. She transfers it to a specimen jar, then hears the primate call.)
JANEWAY: Hello again. Well, you certainly cover a lot of territory. Or are you following me? Do you understand me?
(The primate is pointing at the sky.)
JANEWAY: There. Know what that is? That little insect just might be what gets me out of your backyard. What do you think of that, huh?
(Storm clouds gather quickly.)
JANEWAY: What is it? What's happened to the sky? If you're suggesting I should get out of here, I agree.
(Janeway has to fight against the gales to get back. She keeps falling. Chakotay comes to find her.)