starfleet certainly took their time finding us. starfleet... we had to find you on our own. well, i don't know what to say except... thank you. i suppose i'd have stayed in that deep freeze forever. we're not here to salvage your program. we're here to prevent this disaster from ever happening. kim: you see, doc 15 years ago, i miscalculated the slipstream threshold and transmitted the wrong phase corrections to voyager. boom. they were knocked out of the slipstream and sent to an icy death. but i've had a long time to rethink my mistake and now i know how to fix it. so... we're going to send voyager a new set of phase corrections. isn't it a little late for that? we've found a way to communicate with voyager in the past just before the accident. better late than never. a message back through time? exactly. i don't understand. one of her cranial implants is a transceiver designed to communicate with other drones. that's right. it's called an interplexing beacon. we want you to extract the beacon and determine its translink frequency. that shouldn't be a problem. she looks re

starfleet didn't exactly have our predicament in mind, did it? lost in the delta quadrant with no backup. i can't ignore the orders but i won't ask the crew to risk their lives because of my obligation. "my obligation." that's where you're wrong. voyagermay be alone out here, but you're not. let us help you. we'll keep classified information limited to the senior staff. juju don't try to do this alone. assemble the troops. if we were in the alpha quadrant we wouldn't be having this conversation. i'd be in contact with starfleet command and they'd send in a specialized team with the training i've received and the knowledge seven of nine has retained from the borg. you've all seen this symbol. omega... the last letter of the greek alphabet-- chosen by starfleet to represent a threat not only to the federation but to the entire galaxy. only starship captains and federation flag officers have been briefed on the nature of this threat. what you're about to hear will nototo beyond these bulkheads. is that clear? good. this is omega. a molecule? not jus

the head groundskeeper at starfleet academy. when i was a cadet he used to give me fresh roses for my quarters. it's safe to assume this individual is not boothby. whoever they are, they've gathered incredibly accurate information about starfleet headquarters. perhaps they had access to a federation database. or they've been to san francisco. of humans, vulcans, bolians, ferengi... all alpha quadrant species. what do we know about this artificial environment, seven? i've used the tricorder data holo-images and astrometric scans to extrapolate a cross-section of the interior. i believe they used a combination of holographic projections and particle synthesis. power source? there are 13 thermionic generators beneath the city. i can't identify the energy signatures. the habitat's heavily fortified. go ahead. i've completed my postmortem analysis. you'd better get down here. on my way. if this is a training ground it could mean they're planning an invasion of the federation. we should prepare for the worst. see if you can find a way

you didn't "leave" starfleet. if you had, i wouldn't be here. you betrayed starfleet. you used your position as security chief to feed the maquis information about us and at the same time you misled us with false information about them. there is a word for that-- treason. those people-- they were colonists on salva two. they had farms and shops and homes and schools and then one day theheederation signed a treaty just likikthat. they made these people refugees overnight. ow it. these people don't have to live here like this. we've offered them resettlement. they don't want to be resettled. they want to go home to the lives they built. how would you feel if the federation gave your father's home to the cardassians? i'm not here to debate federation policicwith... i didn't tellyou to turn around. you and me and starfleet took everything away from them. remember that the next time you put on that uniform. there's a war out therer and you're on the wrong side. you know what i see out there, mr. eddington? i see victims but not of cardassia or the federation. victims of you

starfleet thinks you've alllleen killed. computer, increase neurotransmitter levels another ten percent. what h hpened? b'elanna, focus on my voice. they never want to. it's the silence i hate... the way he takes you without a fight. karo. a crew of nearly 3,000-- families mostly, mine ininuded-- looking for a new world to settle but they came across our friend here and he s swed them what they wanted to see-- a glistening green paradise. all that was left of them was soso fading engine emissions. that was 39 years ago. 39 years, two weeks, four days... do you mind? the situation is dismal enough. i'm just trying to explain who we're up against. well, i'm getting a pretty good idea on my own. judging by these bio-scans the organism's been devouring life-forms for a bit longer than 39 years. always survive. i wouldn't go that far. it appears to operate on highly evolved instinct. i haven't detected any signs of sentience. he's intelligent, all right-- smart enough to fool your crew into taking you off-line. hs no need to get

chef's the best in starfleet. i heard the captain had to call in a lot of favors to get him on board. it's good you stayed away from the resequenced meat loaf. they still haven't gotten that right. resequenced? this tastes real. know the last time i had a steak? 18 months ago. all we got left now are hydroponics and nutripacks. i remember those. what did we used to call them? "mystery meals." "mystery meals." ( laughs ) my dad was a pretty good cook. he could do magical things with those nutripacks. whenever it was someone's birthday and my mother would bake a cake we knew w tter than to ask what it was made of. didn't stop you from eating it. ate? no. they were on the, um, north star. were you on board? yeah, i was one of the survivors. i went to the fortunate after that. i'm sorry. you ever think a aut doing something else? you mean join starfleet? food's not bad. was this premeditated? buy me lunch and give me the recruiting pitch? no but you've spent more time in space than most starfleet captains. there are t

if you don't tell me what's going on, i'll go to starfleet. whatever you think you've been trying to keep hidden, is going to come out. is that what you want? is that what you want?! i can't tell you what i don't know. send a message to harris. has the house of phlox always been one of healers? there is no, uh, house of phlox. denobulan family units are different from klingons'. ah, yes. i've heard. three wives for each husband. three husbands for each wife. actices must be very complex. wondrously so. what about the house of antaak? we are a warrior caste. when i became a healer, my father disowned me. as a physician in the imperial fleet, you've served in the military. not as well as i should have. plague... all its victims... it's my fault. my failure is the reason you're here. the humans could not stop us. i am your superior. you will salute. now... report. enterprise was destroyed. starfleet will think it was her engines. one of you is missing. your son was slow. the humans killed him. did he die with honor? report. dr. phlox has made exc

starfleet's been able to slow them down but that's about all. it's hard to believe one changeling can cause so much chaos. he's impersonating the leader of the klingon empire. is starfleet going to do something about gowron? oh, they're going to do something. starfleet's sending an infiltration team to klingon territory. they are to do whatever it takes to prove gowron's a shapeshifter. me. [captioning sponsored by the u.s. department of education captain, you're just in time for happy hour. do i look happy, quark? you think any of these people looked happy when they walked in here? how could they? there's a war going on. but they come because they know i'll do everything in my power to help them forget their troubles. for a reasonable fee, of course. i'm looking for odo. oh, captain, we all have our failures, and he's mine. ever since he lost his shape-shifting abilities i haven't been able to get a smile out of him. where is he? i'm telling you that's one depressed ex-changeling. he's upstairs at his usual table. just follow the black cloud. c

i was just talking with starfleet command. they want you to establish communication with the changeling as soon as possible. at the rate we're going better not be too long. otherwise, starfleet is going to want to take over the project. sir... as long as you're making progress there's nothing to worry about. oh, by the way... starfleet wants you to file daily reports for their review. understood, sir. carry on. now you understand the kind of pressure i was going through. i brought my old equipment from bajor. you won't see these folks at the post office. they have businesses to run. they have passions to pursue. how do they avoid trips to the post office? stamps.com mail letters, ship packages, all the services of the post office right on your computer. including postage and a digital scale. go to stamps.com/tv anytime you're ready. don't worry. you're going to get through this all right. oh, no... no, no. i'm just an observer here. ( clearing throat ) changeling won't respond to anything less than six millivolts. there must b

you fabricated the message from starfleet. i recovered the real transmission-- the one you said was irreparably damaged. that's absurd. u're not here to help. please, i... stay calm. there must be an explanation. i tried to ignore my gut feelings because i got carried away with the excitement of getting home, but you preyed on that. you took advantage of our hopes and now i want to know why. i... believe that there is a threat here, captain but not from me. i didn't feel it was my place to make accusations but i saw her reconfigure several key algorithms two days ago in the astrometrics lab and it seemed obvious she must have been tampering with the starfleet message. you are lying. she's been sabotaging your every effort to reach earth. you don't have to believe me, captain. you can find all the evidence in her personal database. evidence you undoubtedly put there yourself in case you got caught. take him to voyager. throw him in the brig. ( all grunting ) janeway to voyager. beam us out of here. he's trying to deflect our tr

i've received new orders from starfleet command. the c.f.i. replicators in cargo bay 17 are to be transferred aboard a vulcan freighter which should arrive at any moment. this operation is to be carried out in complete secrecy. no one aboard the station is to know about it. does that include the bajoran security detachment? absolutely. also, we're observing communications silence. no com traffic in or out of this station for the next nine hours. understood? d. you wanted to see me? yes, major. i'm afraid i need to take command of the station get us back to the station, chief. maximum warp. aye, sir. any response from our hails, commander? no. deep space nine seems to be under a communications blackout. keep trying. you realize we'll probably never see the xhosa or captain yates again. it's a possibility. if i'd been allowed to leave a security detail behind... our priority is to get back to the station. captain yates is my responsibility as you wish. the replicators have been secured in the ship's hold, sir. very good. we'll be departing in fi

that starfleet officers never lie or commit fraud. so i will accept the facts of the case as they have been submitted. admiral, if there are no facts in dispute then this hearing would appear to be at an end. we klingons are not concerned with matters of fact and circumstance. what matters to us is what was in worf's heart when he gave the order to fire. was he just a starfleet officer doing his duty, or was he a klingon warrior reveling in the battle? that is why i am here. because if he was a klingon lost in the bloodlust of combat onlywecan judge him, not you. we can't put a man's heart on trial. it's a subjective issue that cannot be reasoned in a court of law. i ask that the advocate be limited to arguing the evidence in this case. wherever it takes us? the question of commander worf's motiveisrelevant. i will allow you to explore this issue but only as far as logic permits. i bow to your judgment. you may call your first witness. ch'pok: you are considered something of an expert on klingon society, aren't you, commander? my prev

he's a starfleet captain. his first duty is to his ship. ( sighs ) you talk about him like he's an enemy. he's not an enemy. but he's not on our side, either. ( distant metallic shriek ) it's from over there. ( shriek continues ) no. i'll take up. you take down. it could be a form of spatial distortion. can you pinpoint it? ( screams ) t'pol: he suffered massive cellular disruption, to intense delta radiation. did other crewmen see anything? the lights were malfunctioning. this anomaly you detected... you think it was somehow responsible? it showed up at the same time, in the same location. it can't have been a coincidence. ( sighs ): i sympathize, believe me. during the initial tests for the transporter, some brave men and women were lost. how can i help? you've spent a great deal of time in this region of space. i never encountered anything like this. are you sure? there's a reason this is called the barrens, captain. there's nothing out here. something out here killed one of my crewmen. i wish i had an expl

yes, but i doubt kurn would be interested in joining starfleet. well, your brother's had an interesting career with the klingon defense forces, mr. worf. i have just one question: does he know how to use thestunsetting on a disruptor? nonlethal skills are not valued in the empire. they are among my deputies. if your brother is going to be a member of my detachment he'll have to make some adjustments in his thinking. he will. you're certain of that? i would not be asking you to consider him if i were not. i can appreciate how difficult it must be for you to be asking for a favor, especially from me. very well. have kurn report here tomorrow morning. i am indebted to you. yes, you are. and mr. worf? this container is not on your manifest. it must be a clerical error. i apologize. open it. this is a message from starfleet command he's been on the job six hours he's only killed four boslics so far. hmm. kira's right. you do need a sense of humor. he's quite good, actually. a little stern, but he never steps over the line. i'm finding him to be a pleas

computer... display file on starfleet officer jonathan archer. computer voice: working. ( chuckles ): oh... "son of famed warp specialist henry archer, "jonathan was appointed captain of starfleet's first warp f fe ship." "his name is among the most recognized "during his career. "historians called him the greatest explorer of the 22nd century." "two planets were named after him." hehe there's nothing great about that man. he sold out earth's future to a group of subhuman species. great men are not peacemakers. great men are conquerors. forget about him. ing. can you imagine the look on the emperor's face when he sees this ship? you'll be declared hero of the empire. starfleet'll have to give you a command of your own. what's the problem? commander... somebody pulled both plasma r rulators out of these housings. why are you u thering me with this? they're probably on the hangar deck. no, sir, you don't understand. they were here ten minutes ago. i went to get this coupler, when i came back, the regulators were gone. you betttt find them, because

i am a starfleet officer-- the paragon of virtue. e this debate another time. i can't wait. see you later. this briefing will contain information considered extremely sensitive by starfleet command. please, do not share it with anyone doesn't have a level-seven security rating. it seems that during their recent invasion of cardassia the klingons inflicted far more damage than we've been led to believe. two weeks ago the civilian government on cardassia prime secretly contacted the federation council and made an urgent request for industrial replicators and that request has been granted. how many replicators are we talking about? 12-- all class-four. bajor is just one planet. the klingons have destroyed the industrial base of literally dozens of cardassian worlds. with 12 replicators, they can start building new power plants and factories. why all the secrecy? starfleet intelligence believes the maquis may try to stop the shipment or seize the replicators for themselves. that makes sense. the cardassians have been so busy fending off the klingons they've basically given a fre

"enterprise," this is starfleet control. come in, please. starfleet control, repeating message. the "enterprise" is home. her son and a teacher. wral found out that the teacher is still teaching. >>> should a teacher ever text a student about relationships, love. what about at all hours of the day and night? an upset mother of a middle school student contacted wral disgusted about a case she says crossed the line and slipped through the system. thank you for joining us. i'm deborah morgan. >> reporter: i'm david crabtree. monica laliberte got answers and action. >> reporter: the text messages number in the hundreds sent over roughly three months. they include talk of love, relationships.

why re-create starfleet, masquerade as humans? it looks to me like you're the ones planning an invasion. the truth. don't answer her. she's manipulating us. if you won't answer, i will. commander! our mission is to infiltrate your homeworld to place operatives in the highest levels of starfleet monitor your military installations. it's a reconnaissance mission, nothing more. we should listen to her, captain. unless everything you said on our date was just part of an act. it wasn't. enough! we must not negotiate with these creatures. sit down, admiral. sir? i said sit down or i'll knock you right on your human butt. you've been seduced by them, both of you. i've had a chance to see through human eyes and i'm beginning to wonder... are they really so violent? what if we're wrong? keep talking, son. archer's right. we've got to set aside our preconceptions about each other. granted, our species didn't meet under the best of circumstances, but maybe we can make first contact again. maybe this time we'll get it right. you believe in th

the bajoran militia has to be absorbed into starfleet. there are thousands of details that have to be overseen and you're our point man here. that means we need to depend on you more than ever. don't worry. i won't let you down. i'm glad to hear that. what do you say we get back to the station? i'm sure the bajorans can take it from here or were you thinking of digging up this entire city all by yourself? charlie... i just need a little more time. for what? for answers. there's... there's clarity here. i-i wish i could explain it better but i can't! you're scaring me with this, ben. all right. i'll give you some time but i want you back on the station by 0700 hours tomorrow. you're to report to dr. bashir for a complete physical. i'll be there. good. it's 0715. where the hell is he? his runabout only docked 25 minutes ago, sir. i'm sure he's on his way. give him a full workup. i examined him before he left. he didn't complain of any new symptoms but my scan still showed the same odd synaptic potentials. but it hasn't. isn't there somethin

i had the computer search for any matches in the starfleet databank. when i got the results, i ran the search three more times just to be certain. and? according to every analysis, ( door chimes ) come in. we got to talk about this. it's difficult to talk about something that doesn't make sense. phlox said dna doesn't lie. neither do i. i've never been pregnant, trip. do you believe me? yeah. phlox must be wrong. that's all there is to it. if you've never been pregnant, then you can't have a baby. trip, the moment phlox said that the child was ours, but you said you'd never been... i haven't. then what are you saying? i can't explain how it exists, but i know it does. there's a child out there, and it's ours. how do you know that? i'm vulcan. fortunately, the news hasn't spread to the general public, and i'd like to keep it that way. if we made an announcement, someone might come forward with information. an announcement of this nature you haven't spent much time on earth lately. after the xindi attack, there was a dangerous increase in xenophobia. we

message signed-- comsole, starfleet command. mr. spock, you're aware of the orders regarding any contact with talos iv. you have deliberately invited the death penalty. you've not only finished yourself, spock, but you've finished your captain as well. commodore must be aware that captain kirk knew nothing of this. and you're aware that a captain is responsible for everything that occurs on his ship. i order you to return this vessel sir... i respectfully decline. very well. you've earned the consequences. this court is in recess. do you know what you're doing? have you lost your mind? captain. jim, please... don't stop me. don't let him stop me. it's your career and captain pike's life. bill to just $9. wral news at 6:00 starts right now. >>> this last westbound before election day chosess out with another case of dual dew eling campaigns in the state of north carolina. thank you for joining us. i'm he deborah morgan. >> up a crowd at fayetteville state university while mike pence held a rally in freinville. gilbert baez begins our

"all starfleet personnel must "obtain authorization from their c.o. "as well as clearance from their medical officer before initiating an intimate relationship with an alien species." bravo. unfortunately your recitation comes a little late. according to the doctor but i do agree with his recommendation to run full bioscans on both you and tal and her people need to be told so they can evaluate any bio-threat you might've introduced earn their trust into their population. . i was even hoping they might return the favory their insights into long-term space travel opardy. permission to speak freely. with all due respect... this wasn't a fling. i've really gotten to know tal and i've developed true feelings for her. noted. but there are regulations, and you've broken them. i'm entering a formal reprimand into your record and i'm ordering you to breakakff this relationship. yes, ma'am. dismissed. commander, i wanted to share a few security concerns. a few days ago i noticeced some mess hall supplies had disappeared-- liquid nutriments, emergency rations n

starfleet will send another one, won't they? won't be here for days and in the meantime we're looking at a ground war which is just what the klingons want scramblers online that we can't beam troops anywhere. what about using hoppers? he says the klingons have been shooting them out of the sky left and right. unless something changes, he figures the klingons will take the settlement the day after tomorrow. did you see all the bat'leth wounds today? klingons get mad, they forget about their disruptors, go hand to hand. if you ask me, they're looking to get even for what happened on ganalda four. what happened? they had to retreat. klingons hate that. at least we don't have to worry about them in here. oh, don't be so sure. medical personnel are fair game, as far as klingons are concerned. they'll even kill wounded right in their beds. they think they're giving them an honorable death. so, how'd you wind up here? i, uh... i'm writing an article about dr. bashir. you're a journalist? no. not exactly. u know, fiction. i wonder if ki

just a standard issue starfleet tricorder. no wonder you're having problems making an accurate diagnosis. i suggested an upgrade to the starfleet people at a joint medical conference but they assumed i was just an arrogant cardassian trying to prove his superiority... or maybe they thought i was a spy. it's an unfortunate reality. sometimes even enlightened races can't find common ground. i may be able to recalibrate this thing. there. that should help. amazing. well, someone from starfleet appreciates me. i've instructed the computer to assign symbols ceived in the transmission. looks like there were over 10,000 separate sounds used in this section of the message. it's going to be a tough code to crack. maybe we can get a little help from the alien vessel's data banks. good idea. janeway to seven of nine. yes. any chance of downloading the alien's data banks? we're looking for anything that might help us understand their language. we don't know how much time b'elanna has left. we must move quickly. the vessel is on the verge

i'm just a starfleet officer again. all i have to worry about are the klingons, the dominion and the maquis. chief! congratulations, dad. you heard? great news, my friend. come have a drink. celebrate. i really should be getting home. oh, just one. all right. quark, did you hear? chief o'brien is having a baby. i thought your females carried your young. my wife. my wife is having the baby. congratulations. cutest thing you ever saw. you know babies. every little thing they pick up goes straight into their ears. i used to love readingngo him. you know, "see brak acquire. acquire, brak, acquire." just think. soon there'll be two little o'briens scampering about underfoot. lready been through all the diapers and the endless crying and the sleepless nights. yeah. cheers. oh... chchrs. is something wrong, chief? no. nothing at all. couldn't be happier. did you hear? keiko's going to have another baby. now?! no. seven months. i see. worf delivered molly, you know. really? he were trapped together when her time came. oh, well,

run today's communication from starfleet command. i want to know my exact orders and options, if any. yes, sir. bones. captain, i'm... uhura, you're the only one who can do it. i'll be right there. yes, sir. bones. let's take a look at the library. we have a lot to learn. mr. chekov, phaser setting for planetary target "a." coordinates 7-1-2. stroke 4, mr. sulu. still no interest, uhura? hmm? i could change your mind. you are away from your post, mister. is the captain here? is spock here? when the cat's away-- you're ordered to annihilate the halkans unless they comply. no alternative. sulu: phasers locked on target "a," captain. approaching optimum range. commence fire, captain? captain? stand by, mr. sulu. i've, uh.... been ordered to check phaser couplings for possible damage by the storm. do you have authorization from security, sir? captain's orders. i'll have to check with security chief sulu, sir. never mind. i'll attend to it. kirk here. phaser report, sir. no damage. very good. thank you, mr. scott. kirk out. planet's rotat

ou-- starfleet officers-- were lulled into a false sense of security. if you could be taken unaware what chance do the rest of us have? the sad truth is the galaxy is a hostile place. forget that even for a moment and you risk losingeverything. just something for you as a starfleet officer, i have the authority to arrest you for what you just did. but that would be a waste of time. we both know the risians won't prosecute. they don't have the courage for it. believe me, i wish they did. commander worf... what did you think of our little demonstration? i cannot condone what you have done. maybe not... but i do think you understand it. (sighs) i don't know about you, but it's past my bedtime. (sighs) we need to talk. about the essentialists? rong. i did not say you were doing anything wrong. it's just that... some of your behavior... what about my behavior? at times, you are too impulsive. you-you act without thinking. you have no self-control. and you think i need you to control me? jadzia, you are mypar'machkai and that means everything you do reflects

open a channel to starfleet. judge the evidence for yourselves... everything's jammed. ...the citizen soldiers of terra prime will act to protect you against the most dangerous enemy that humanity has ever faced. ? it's been a long road ? getting from thererto here ? it's been a long time ? and i will see my dream come alive at last ? ? i will touch the sky ? and they're not gonna hold me down no more ? ? no, they're not gonna change my mindnd? ? 'cause i've got faith of the heart ? ? i'm going where my heart will take me ? ? i've got faith to believe ? i've got strength of the soul ? ? no one's gonna bend or break me ? ? i can reach any star ? i've got faith ? i've got, i've got ? ? i've got faith ? faiai of the heart. do not be deceived. this is no ordinary, innocent child. this is an alien-human hybrid; living proof of what will happen if we allow ourselves to be submerged in an interstellar coalition. our genetic heritage... i want that transmission blocked. man: we're trying. we can't break through the signal. then find some way to contact ente

tell me about the dispersal of your starfleet. go climb a tree. but there would be very little of your mind left, captain. i have no desire to see you become a vegetable. this friend of yours, the vulcan. he seems to have the ability to block our scanner. i think perhaps i will find out why. i will have him dissected. your friend killed. you a mental vegetable. not a pleasant prospect, captain, ies ahead for you unless you tell me everything i want to know. 12 hours, captain. it will take a lot longer than that, commander. longer than that i will not wait. i respect you, captain, but... this is war, take him to the cell with his friend. and watch him closely. it's no use, jim. there's no way out. how much of the 12 hours do we have left? 6 hours, 43 minutes, if the klingons are punctual. i think we can count on them being punctual. blowing that munitions dump wasn't enough. we get out of here, .. they do not seem to understand. most peculiar. nevertheless, our orders still stand. we've got to make some attempt to neutralize the klingon occupation.

no president no starfleet chief of staff-- just you. i'd say your psychographic profile of me isn't as good as you think. ( chuckling ) -- trying to build a bridge between the dominion and the potential ally. after all, wouldn't it be much simpler if the dominion and the federation could reach some mutual beneficial understanding without resorting to the unpleasantness of military conflict? i want to know how to find the jem'hadar who attacked my station. if you want to build a bridge, why don't you start there? i can lead you to them. but... there's something i need in exchange. what's that? i want you to help me eliminate them. the jem'hadar that attacked your station are renegades. they've turned against the dominion. i'm seeing that they're punished. why do you need my help? you could send a fleet of jem'hadar warships after them. i'm afraid we don't have the time. captain... are you familiar with the iconians? what's important is how the iconians controlled that empire. the gateways. exactly. sophisticated transporters that allowed

"for eyes of starfleet command only." oh, i'm certifying i ordered you to read it. know anything at all about this planet? what every ship captain knows--general order 7. no vessel under any ndition, emergency or otherwise, is to visit talos iv. and to do so is the only death penalty left on our books. only fleet command knows why. not even this file explains that. but it does name the only earth ship that ever visited the planet. the enterprise... commanded by captain christopher pike. with a half-vulcan science officer named spock. commodore! captain pike, he's gone! starship enterprise, commodore. it's warping out of orbit. refuses to acknowledge our signal. ? ? if you're on medicare, remember, the open enrollment period is here. the time to choose your medicare coverage begins october 15th and ends december 7th. so call unitedhealthcare to enroll... in a plan that could give you the benefits and stability you're looking for, an aarp medicarecomplete plan insured through unitedhealthcare. what makes it complete? it can combine medicare part d prescription drug co

i had the computer search for any matches in the starfleet databank. when i got the results, i ran the search three more times just to be certain. and? according to every analysis,

nonetheless, weare starfleet officers and starfleet officers do not brawl with each other. it wasn't much of a brawl, really. i grabbed you, you shoved me and julian was tossed over a table. well, it never should have happened and under normal circumstances it never would have, but there's something about this station i find... unsettling. you'll get used to it. perhaps. in the meantime, i've found a solution. i'm going to move my quarters to thedefiant. you're going to live on thedefiant? i've already discussed it with captain sisko. and he said yes? as long as it doesn't interfere with my duties. i know. that was pretty impressive-- standing up to brunt the way you did. who'd have thought i had such natural leadership skills? i knew it all along. really? no. i didn't think so. well, you surprised a lot of people including me. i've got to get ready. i'm having dinner with julian. he's a lucky man. psst! rom. she kissed me. there's no accounting for taste. rom, we have to talk. of course not. then there's nothing to talk about. there's plenty to talk about. the f.c.a.'s inv

i'm not in starfleet. lucky for you. you wouldn't last a day at the academy. you're right. i'd die of embarrassment wearing those pajamas. you know, i don't have to take that from an undisciplined jerk like you. enjoy your dom-jot. where are you going? anywhere but here! i'll get my things in the morning. i'll pack them for you. don't bother. what's that over there? it's just another stone. i can't believe it. i've been walking for three days and i haven't seen a single beetle. i could really go for a beetle right now-- any kind of beetle just as long as it had a little meat on it. there are no beetles, quark. a nice slug would do. there are no slugs, either. nothing but rocks and trees, and we can't eat any of it. if i collapse from hunger you got to carry me and the transmitter. you are not going to collapse. we're almost to the tree line and after that we've only got a few more hours of climbing left before we can set up the transmitter. a few hours? you mean like three? more like six. i could do six. forget about six hours. 10,751... 10,752... quark... 10,753... quark!

starfleet's approved the transfer. you didn't answer my question. this may come as a shock, but not everything in my life revolves around you. i'm glad we got here early. there never used to be a wait to get in. orever, did you? you didn't think madame chang's there are a lot of starfleet people here. that's probably my f flt. i told a few friends about the place. a few? i'm a com officece if there's one thing that i know how to do, it's disseminate information. you didn't tell me how your meeting went t day at the ime. they asked if i was interested in becoming director of xenobiology. are you going to accept? i'm considering it. i'm not certain i'm ready to leave them just yet. what would you suggest? i'm the wrong person to ask. i've got a vested interest in keeping you around. you, denobulan, come with us. what do you want? maybe you didn't hear me. dol'sha t'ununnev'rleel. hoshi... i'm all right, sir. who did this? that's what i'm trying to determine. commander collins, starfleet security. jonathan archer. this is lieutenant reed. there were th

you wear the uniform of a starfleet pu-c-c. u? tom put you up to this, didn't he? well, ititidn't work. come, warrior, let me look at you. enough, seven. your blood is sweet! ah! torres to security, get somebody down here right now. you are strong. you will make an excellent mate. get the hell away from me. report. seven of nine attacked b'elanna in engineering. she's on deck nine, section 23. come to blow force fields. s. janeway: bridge to tuvok. seven's been contained. deck ten, section 32. seven? somebody's hurt and he needs help. did i do something bad? who are you? my name's mamal. are you a vulcan? give me the phaser. you are not a physician, commander. the logical course of action would be to take him to the infirmary. maryl? subaltern lorot, vulcan high command. may i be of asasstance? yes. please accompany me to sick bay. certainly. clearly he was attacked. i suggest we use cautiti. ( yelling and screaming ) ( yelling and screaming stop ) pahtht! you will drown in your own blood. keep moving. ( gasps ) seven? captain, why am i here? you've been unconsciou

any word comes through from starfleet command, pipe it down immediately. communications, priority one. space--the final frontier. these are the voyages of the starshipenterprise. its five-year mission-- to explore strange new worlds... to seek out new life and new civilizations... captain's log, stardate 3087.6. while investigating an uncharted planet, theenterpriseand at least this enenre quadrant of space has been subjected to violent, unexplained stress and force. who might be connected with the phenomenon. with my first officer and a secucuty team, i have set out in search of him. you came! thank the heavens. there's still time. it's not too late. need...need your help. aah! nothing yet, sir. report on the dilithium crystals, captain. yes. whatever that phenomenon was, it drained almost all of our crystals completely. it could mean trouble. you have a talent for understatement, lieutenant. without full crystal power, our orbit will begin to decay in 10 hours. re-amplify immediately. aye, aye, sir. any further magnetic disturbance? negative, captain. sc

you're not even afraid of starfleet command. can your scheme bring you that much power... so quickly? and what about me? how does marlena fit in? scotty. scotty here, sir. we have to get out of here within three hours. spock has orders to kill me unless i complete the military mission. we've got another deadline too, sir. explain. the two-way matter transmission affected the local field density between the universes, and it's increasing. we've got to move fast. how fast? a half-hour at the most. we couldn't get out of here in a century. we're ready to bridge power from the engines to the transporter. you've got to get down there and free the board so we can lock in. now, give me about 10 minutes. i've got to complete a few more computations. all right. i'll be in the transporter room in 10 minutes. i'll meet you in the sick bay afterward. aye, sir. computer... ready. a security research is in progress. who is conducting the research? the captain and mr. scott. what is the nature of the research? program is classified under voice index log. [beep beep beep beep] [beep beep

lieutenant uhura, contact starfleet control. i want them alerted to the position of that black star that's in the area of starbase 9. yes, sir. captain. casualty reports indicate only minor injuries. engineering reports warp engines non-operational. mr. scott overrode the automatic helm setting and is holding us in orbit on impulse power. orbit where, mr. spock? earth, captain. we were on a general course in this direction in by the star. apparently, the breakaway threw us on in the same direction. screen on. we are too low in the atmosphere to retain this orbit, captain. engineering reports we have sufficient impulse power to achieve escape velocity. give us some altitude, mr. sulu. yes, sir. helm answering. she's sluggish, sir. captain, i'm getting something on another frequency, but it's not starfleet. put it on audio. man: this is the 5:30 news summary. cape kennedy--the first manned moon shot is scheduled for wednesday, 6 a.m., eastern standard time. all three astronauts who are to make this historic-- manned moon shot? tha

we have no argument with starfleet. your people tried to destroy this ship! captain, i assure you, what happened does not represent the will or intent of my government. admit the truth. the imperial guard never wanted this conference to take place. they've obviously taken matters into their own hands. are you implying the imperial guard's been disloyal? i don't have to imply anything. the facts speak for themselves. what? its shield matrix had a completely different configuration. what is that supposed to prove? several of our warships have been reported missing over the years. the tellarites could have taken one of them-- enhanced its systems. ( laughs ) he's suffering from paranoia, captain. i'm not paranoid. your people are trying to kill us! i've had enough of your lies! that's enough! you want to fight, i'll throw both of you in the brig. you can tear each other to pieces. what happened? archer claims to be impartial, but it's obvious he's inclined to believe the andorians. we may have made a mistake in trusting these humans. e prisoners on this ship. ha

there are certain areas that are reserved for starfleet personnel. i know what happened in engineering. i've already spoken to d'nesh. i'm sorry. there's no reason to apologize. it's a big adjustment for the three of you. may i ask you something? of course. do you find me attractive? i'd be lying if i said no. i've known so few honest men. i still wish to please you. if i choose to do this... ...would that violate your ship's protocol? not necessarily. mm. t'pol: bridge to captain archer. archer here. we're coming up on the planet. i'll be right there. i recommend we go to tactical alert, sir. we can't be certain this isn't some kind of a trap. go ahead. we're already picking up large deposits of magnesite. harrad-sar was telling the truth. it would seem so. keep scanning. i want to know how much is down there. are you feeling all right? i'm fine. ( console beeping ) not on the surface. in the upper atmosphere. a ship? uncertain. try hailing them. t'pol: the cloud layer is highly ionized. it's obscuring our scanners. get us closer. within ten kilomet

starfleet command anticipates a surprise attack. we are to proceed to organia and take whatever steps are necessary to prevent the klingons from using it as a base. strategically sound. organia is the only class "m" planet in the disputed area, spock. inhabited by humanoids, a very peaceful, friendly people living on a primitive level. little of intrinsic value. approximately class "d-" on richter's scale of cultures. another armenia, belgium. sir? the weak innocents. they always seem to be located on the natural invasion routes. captain, the automatic deflector screen just popped on. body approaching. configuration, mr. sulu. phaser banks. lock on. return fire. maintain firing range. 100% dispersal pattern. captain, the other ship doesn't register. only drifting debris. we got him. all hands, maintain general alert. hold battle stations. damage report, mr. spock. minor, captain. we were most fortunate. blast damage in decks 10 and 11. minor buckling in the anti-matter pods. casualties are light. maintain surveillance, mr. sulu. no

i'm on leave from starfleet, remember? you would have to forcibly recall me which would require a reprimand which would disqualify me from serving on an active vessel. i need s seone with your ear. and you'll have her... in three weeks. poq volcha vay du bogh q'apla! wh-what's that? klingon. ambassador soval gave us a sampling of their linguistic database. i thought you said the vulcans were opposed to this. they are but we agreed to make a few compromises. so'wi chu'lu'ta sonchly yem surgh... what do you know about these klingons? not much. constructed on an adaptive syntax. turn it up. ...blmohqu k'ntah... think of it. you'd be the first human to talk to these people. do you really want someone else to do it? since when do we have vulcan science officers? since we needed their starcharts so we get a few maps and they get to put a spy on our ship? admiral forrest says we should think of her more as a chaperere. i thought the whole point of this was to get away from the vulcans. four days there and four days back... then s

starfleet would be wise to adopt them. there's no way to know how our arrival would affect the evolution of their society. so, what are you suggesting we do? our sensors can gather a great deal of data from orbit. give me a tighter view of the city hoshi. u get tight enough to see their faces? archer: freeze that. they don't look so different. what do you think, trip? i think you're right, captain. you'd be recognized immediately as outsiders. to make maps and take pictures, but they didn't. they sent us... so that we could explore... with our own senses. ( chuckling ) you okay? the acoustic relay is picking up dozens of languages. i could spend the next 10 years studying this place. well, let's hear some of it. ( alien conversations ) it'll take a while to work out a translation matrix for all of them. ce we pick a landing site. i did find one word you might want to remember-- "akaali." it's the name of their species. archer: a farm? it's remote and sparsely populated. if you're exposed there's a reduced risk of cultural

until malcolm decided to join starfleet. i suppose the ocean wasn't big enough for him. he's a long way from home in any case, mr. reed. i'd like to do something for his birthday. captain, malcolm's never been comfortable making requests. i'm not sure i understand. he always ate whatever was put in front of him. are you saying he doesn't have a favorite food? not that he's ever told me. well... if you happen to think of anything you can always contact me through starfleet. give malcolm our best. i will. safe journey, captain. how'd it go? could have gone better. i want you to find out what he likes to eat. don't let malcolm know. me, sir? maybe this is more chef's area. we're talking about a delicate assignment, hoshi. it needs your finesse. sir, i'm running a diagnostic on our subspace transceiver arary. get some help if you need it but make this a top priority. that's an order. yes, sir. where were you at dinner? i ate in my quarters now that w wgot the amplifier working i wanted to answer a few letters. you missed t'pol's latest bout with chopsticks. damn. dinner and

starfleet assigned you. we have limited data there are thousands of star systems along this path. there must have been something cies, a trinary star clusterer we don't select our destinations by what piques our interest. vulcans always need a logical and d agmatic reason. my people don't share your enth(squeaking)ploration. space is vast, captain. i'm sure you're aware that only one out of every 43,000 planets supports intellllent life. i took exobiology-- i know the statistics. but we're traveling at warp five. there's got to be someone out here. (dodo chimes) come in. i'm sorry. i'll leave you to your exploring. trip tells me that sluggo's not faring too well. no, sir, but the doctor's doing the best he can. starboard section five. yes. the stars are going the wrong way, sir. wrong way? on both my training tours, i had port-side quarters. i'm having trouble sleeping. because you're on the wrong side... wrong side of the ship, yes, sir. i spoke with ensign porter. he said he'd be willing to swiwih with your permission. you got it. can't have my com officer... appreciate it,t,apt

starfleet sent us here t'pol was the only person granted clearance to speak with them. it seems they've met vulcans before. why couldn't you tell me that? when a mission's classified top secret, i don't ask why. if it was so top secret then why'd you let us all come down to the surface let us spend the night? the winds. we never thought the storm would drive you into the caves. that's where these rock people live. they didn't want anybody in there except for t'pol so they're not too happy right now. i'm sure you can understand that. theyey'veven threatened to destroy enterprise. now, t'pol needs to explain to them why you're all there, but she's not going to have much credidility with you pointing a phase-pistol at her. if they agree to listen to her you'll need to lower your weapon. if they don't... saificing four more crewmen is a small price to pay to save enterprise. i understand. now, i'm going to ask hoshi to tell t'pol everythingngi jus. you got a a oblem with that? go ahead. ensisi. sahsuran ahmot ludah-sloya. moraya toonan fohva toriinas. t'pol: sakahs fahs noo

that's what starfleet calls it. also known as class "y." it's got a toxic atmosphere filled with thermionic radiation. xcess of 500 kelvins. just entering a standard orbit would be suicide. our situation is desperate. true. captain's log, supplemental: i've ordered adaptations to our shields to repel the thermionic discharges. hoping that the benefits will outweigh the risks we're now trying to beam deuterium from beneath the planet's surface. narrow the annular confinement beam to .47 terahertz. ready here, captain. stand by. harry, shunt whatever additional power you can to the containment field. i don't want any of those atmospheric gases seeping in. aye, captain. a thermionic discharge has struck the forward shields. they're holding. let's get this over with before you tell me otherwise. seven, do it. energize. transport in progress. shields are weakening. overload in the pattern buffers. abort transport. controls not responding. get out of there. computer, seal off the transporter room containment field established. chakotay: the good

seven found a starfleet security code embedded in the transmission-- yours. i'm telling you, i didn't send it. not yet. the transmission had a temporal displacement. we believe it originated from the future-- ten, 20 years from now. wait a second. if i sent a message from the future and changed the past then that future would no longer exist, right? so... how could i have sent the message in the first place? am i making any sense? my advice in making sense of temporal paradoxes is simple: don't even try. to me... all that matters is that somewhere somehow... sometime you come through for us. well, if you won't take it from me take it from you. seven found a log entry encoded into the telemetry from harry kim hello, harry. i don't have much time e. 15 years ago, i made a mistake and 150 people died. i've spent every day since then regretting that mistake but if you're watching this right now that means all of that has changed. you owe me one. doctor: mr. kim, your assistance, please. [captioning sponsored by paramount television and united paramount network la

starfleet needed language specialists more than they needed to make an example out of me. they let me back in on probation, and... ( sighs ) ...here i am. hmm. the closest classification it matches is a virus. highgh contagious... silicon-based. this is an m-class planet... all life forms down there should be carbon-based. i can only surmise the virus was brouout here, perhaps by a meteorite, which could explain why only one of our landing partieses encountered it. is t tre a treatment? there's no record of anything like it in the denobulan database. then it's up to you. i'll do all i can, captain, but atathe rate the pathogen is reproducing... commander tucker and ensign sato have mmm, t tt smells delicious. thanks, but it's for sandra. i know ... such a shame about will. i just wish we could do more. she's got a lot on her plate now between william's hospital expenses and his funeral bills. she also lost his pension when he died. it makes me wonder... i've been thinking the same thing. and, you know, sooner o olater one of us may end up in the same position. and i think