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Captain's Log, Stardate 44769.2.

For some weeks we have had a Klingon exobiologist on board

as part of a scientific exchange program.

Unfortunately, we suspect

that he was involved in a security breach

and in the possible sabotage of our warp drive.

What were you doing accessing the propulsion system files

on stardate 44758?

I didn't.

Yes, you did, from computer 12B9, deck 36.

The computer logged in

your identification from your communicator.

It must be a mistake.

J'Dan, we have confirmed reports

that schematic drawings of our dilithium chamber

fell into Romulan hands one week later.

I know nothing about it.

I suppose you know

nothing about the explosion that disabled the warp drive

approximately the same time.

No, I was not involved.

You accuse me because I am Klingon.

Our Chief of Security is Klingon.

That has nothing to do with it.

Send me home then if you are so distrusting.

We've already contacted the Klingon High Council.

You'll be returned home

as soon as we finish our investigation.

I have nothing more to say.

Very well.

Worf, accompany the Lieutenant to his quarters.

What do you think?

It's hard to tell.

He's very closed, but he is hiding something.

On the Klingon Homeworld, your name is not mentioned.

It is as though you never existed.

A terrible burden for a warrior to bear...

to become nothing

to be without honor

without the chance for glory.

I have friends...

powerful friends on the homeworld.

I could talk to them.

They might help to restore your name...

if you could just take me to a shuttlecraft.

It could be done without anyone knowing about it.

I don't know how you transferred

secret information to the Romulans

but I will find out!

Pahtk!

And when we inform the Klingon High Council

they will put you to a slow death.

Space, the final frontier.

These are the voyages of the Starship Enterprise.

Its continuing mission...

to explore strange new worlds

to seek out new life and new civilizations

to boldly go where no one has gone before.

Captain's Log, supplemental.

Retired Admiral Norah Satie

whose investigation exposed the alien conspiracy

against Starfleet Command three years ago, is arriving

to assist in our inquiry.

Captain Picard.

Admiral Satie, welcome aboard the Enterprise.

Delighted to be here.

I managed to acquire my former staff.

My aide, Sabin Genestra,

from Betazed

and my assistant, Nellen Tore, from Delb II.

This is my First Officer

Commander William Riker.

May I show you to your quarters?

Captain, if Starfleet Command

was so concerned with your report

they brought me out of retirement

I think I should get right to work.

Very well.

Commander Riker, will you see to the Admiral's staff?

First, I'd like to inspect the damage to your engine room.

Admiral Satie, this is Commander Data.

Commander La Forge.

Admiral.

We still can't get in there, Captain.

The radiation levels are dropping

but they're still too high to raise the isolation door.

How much longer will it be?

At the rate the levels are decreasing

we will gain entry in 49 hours, Captain.

Maybe the Admiral would like to see

the visual log of the explosion?

Yes.

This was logged four days ago at 0300 hours.

At that point, the emergency confinement field was activated

and the isolation doors came down.

No one was killed

but I have two people in Sick Bay

from radiation burns.

Have you been able to make any assessments?

A slow-motion study of the explosion

suggests that the articulation frame collapsed.

The schematics that were stolen from the Enterprise...

I believe some involved the articulation frame

of the dilithium chamber.

That's one reason we tend to suspect sabotage.

Other evidence lends credence to that theory, Captain.

A review of the sensor logs indicates

that every system's reading

was well within normal parameters

until 52 milliseconds before the explosion.

We haven't found anything

that suggests there was a malfunction

anywhere along the line.

Captain, I think I'm going to need a full briefing

before we go any further.

By all means, Admiral.

Commander Data

La Forge

I don't envy you your job.

Good luck.

There are very disturbing overtones

in the idea of a Klingon

providing information to the Romulans.

Are you aware of any other Klingon-Romulan connection

that Starfleet might have encountered recently?

I don't believe...

What Starfleet Command knows or doesn't know

is for me to reveal.

Well, this ship has encountered several incidents

which might suggest a potential alliance

between those two powers.

We're well aware of that, Captain.

What we must concentrate on is the business at hand.

Come.

Excuse me, Captain.

I did not know that...

Oh, please, Mr. Worf, come in.

I particularly want my guest to meet you.

Admiral Satie, this is my Head of Security

Lieutenant Worf.

Captain, I have been pursuing

the investigation of Lieutenant J'Dan.

I believe I know how he transferred information

off the Enterprise.

Well done, Lieutenant.

This is J'Dan's...

a hyposyringe he uses to treat his Ba'Itmasor Syndrome

but this has been fitted with an optical reader

specially modified to read data from Starfleet isolinear chips.

He can extract digital information from a computer

encode it in the form of amino acid sequences

and transfer those sequences into a fluid in the syringe.

Then he injects someone

perhaps even without their knowledge.

Or perhaps with their knowledge.

The information would be carried in their bloodstream

in the form of inert proteins.

The body itself becomes a conveyor of top secret files.

Lieutenant Worf, when we confront J'Dan

I want you to conduct the interrogation.

I would be honored.

Captain.

Admiral.

Captain, I predict that officer

will be extremely valuable in this investigation.

I have tracked the movements of every person

who has left the Enterprise since you have been here.

I traced one Tarkanian diplomat as far as the Cruses system

where he disappeared, and has not been seen since.

That proves nothing.

A hyposyringe was discovered in your quarters.

I take injections.

Everyone knows that.

But your injections do not include

an optical chip reader.

This device has but one function...

to transform computer information

into biological sequences.

The blood of all Klingons has become water!

Since the Federation Alliance

we are turned into a nation of mewling babies.

The Romulans are strong.

They are worthy allies.

They do not turn Klingons into weaklings, like you.

Lieutenant...

How did you damage the dilithium chamber?

I had nothing to do with that.

You mean, it was sheer coincidence

that it was sabotaged after you gave the plans for the design

to the Romulans?

I do not know. I had nothing to do with it.

You've admitted your crime.

Why lie now?

I am not lying.

Mr. Worf, you may have him confined.

Sabin?

I believe he's telling the truth.

He admits stealing the files

but not sabotaging the dilithium chamber.

I get no sense that he's lying.

But if you're right, someone else may be involved.

I think, Captain

you have a bigger problem on your ship

than just one Klingon exchange officer.

I've seen this before.

A specter of conspiracy on a starship

is a frightening one.

I can scarcely believe it myself.

But I am so grateful for your presence, Admiral.

If anyone in Starfleet can help us, it's you.

Captain...

I find myself changing my mind about you.

In what way?

When Starfleet ordered me here, it was with the express command

that we work together on this problem as equals.

My father taught me to avoid partnerships.

Most of them are woefully lopsided.

That sounds like Judge Aaron Satie.

You knew my father?

Only from his writings.

His judgments were required reading at the Academy.

He was an extraordinary man.

Every night at the dinner table

he would pose a question for debate.

My big brothers and I would wrangle it around

from one side and the other.

Father would referee.

And he kept a stopwatch on us

so we would have to learn brevity

but he wouldn't let us leave

until he thought we'd completely explored the issue.

I'm willing to wager that you trounced your brothers

during those debates.

More than once.

Father loved it when I nailed one of them

with some subtle point of logic.

All that I am, I owe to him.

He was a giant.

You must miss him very much.

Captain, I always preferred working alone.

That way, if something went wrong

I didn't have to go far for the cause.

I resented you being assigned to me

but I was wrong.

We're going to be quite a team.

J'Dan did not make friends easily.

There are not many to question.

You've done a thorough job, Lieutenant.

I am strongly motivated in this matter.

Yes, I can see that.

I don't mind telling you, I'm surprised.

Frankly, when I first heard about your father...

My father?

Yes.

There are some who believe

he betrayed your people to the Romulans.

What he did or did not do is no one's concern but my own.

Of course.

I only meant, before I saw you in action

I naturally considered you to be a possible security risk.

But I want you to know

you have the Admiral's and my complete confidence.

You have nothing to prove to us.

If there is a conspiracy on board

I promise you, I will find it.

Good.

You know the ship, you know the personnel.

You know exactly what we're up against.

We're counting on you, Lieutenant.

I will arrange for the interviews to begin.

And how often did Lieutenant J'Dan

come in for his injections?

About once a week.

Did you administer them yourself?

No.

Well, who did?

I had one of my assistants do that.

Did you ever hear him say anything...

anything that may have seemed innocent at the time...

that might now shed some light on this investigation?

No. Nothing.

In fact, he rarely spoke at all.

Thank you, Dr. Crusher.

We appreciate your time. You're excused.

Mr. Worf, will you bring in the next person?

Please sit down, Mr. Tarses.

For the record, will you tell us your name and position?

Simon Tarses

Crewman First Class, Medical Technician.

Now, I assure you, Mr. Tarses, this is an informal inquiry.

We are not accusing you of anything.

However, if you would like counsel

it can be provided.

No, sir, I have nothing to hide.

Tell me, how long have you held

your appointment aboard this vessel?

Since Stardate 43587.

Mr. Tarses, your records state

that you were born on Mars Colony.

That's right.

Then you are human?

Largely.

My paternal grandfather was Vulcan.

Yes, I see that.

Tell me, what is your relationship

with the Klingon, J'Dan?

Um, he...

I mean, there's no relationship.

He just came in for his injections.

Did you give him those injections?

Sometimes.

There were several of us, actually.

I-I might ha-have done it twice.

Did he ever make any comments

that might, in retrospect, be suspicious?

Not really.

He hardly ever talked.

Did you ever see him outside Sick Bay?

Once or twice in Ten-Forward with a group of people

but I never had a conversation with him.

Thank you, Mr. Tarses.

I don't think there's need for more, Captain.

You're excused, Crewman.

Mr. Worf...

Wait.

He's lying.

He's desperately frightened.

He's covering something.

It's clear that he's frightened

but that's hardly an indication...

It's more than that.

He wasn't truthful.

He's covering a lie...

one so big, it's overwhelming him.

I think we found the man.

Admiral.

I have to tell you

you must not expect me to permit any action

against Mr. Tarses solely on the basis of Betazoid intuition.

Sabin has uncanny instincts.

I've learned to trust them.

I'm not happy about this use of a Betazoid.

But you have a Betazoid Counselor.

Surely you're aware of the advantages.

But there is a difference

between a Counselor and an investigator.

Are you saying you never use your Counselor

during interrogations?

Yes, I do...

but I would not act solely on the basis of her instinct.

Nor do I.

But you're asking...

You're asking me to restrict Mr. Tarses's movements

solely on the basis of Sabin's feeling.

If Counselor Troi suggested to you

that someone on this ship were dangerous

would you not act on that?

Observe him, curb his activity?

Yes, I admit I probably would

and perhaps I should reevaluate that behavior.

Oh, nonsense.

Let's keep our priorities straight.

The important thing

is to uncover the conspiracy on this ship

and to prevent further damage.

Now, if Tarses is a possible saboteur

you cannot allow him access to sensitive areas of this ship

and I strongly suggest continuous surveillance.

If we had clear evidence...

We will have clear evidence.

Sabin and Lieutenant Worf are continuing to investigate

but if you don't act until then, it may be too late.

No.

I won't treat a man as a criminal

unless there is cause to do so.

And while you're being so generous

you give a saboteur a chance to strike again?

Last time, it was just a hatch cover.

What if next time it's more serious?

What if lives are lost?

Can you afford not to act?

Engineering to Captain Picard.

Yes, Mr. La Forge?

Captain, could you come to Engineering right away?

We've got something interesting to show you.

We'll be right there.

Captain, we finally got in here about six hours ago

and we've been going over it inch by inch ever since.

We have made microtomographic analyses

of the dilithium chamber, the hatch mounting

the blast pattern from the explosion.

We did mass spectrometer readings of the residue

for chemical content

sifted through the debris for bomb fragments.

What did you find?

This is the frame for the hatch.

It ruptured right along here

and when we take a reading of that spot...

See?

I'm afraid I'm out of my element, Commander.

You'll have to interpret for me.

There are sub-micron fractures in the metal casing.

That's right.

A breakdown of the atomic cohesive structure.

Yes, and what caused them?

Those fractures suggest nothing more

than simple neutron fatigue.

I would speculate that when the engine was last inspected

at McKinley Station, the hatch casing was replaced

with one which had an undetectable defect.

I believe, sir

that the conclusion to our investigation

must be that the explosion was not intentional.

That's the way I see it.

This wasn't sabotage at all.

It was nothing more than... an accident.

An accident?

I find that hard to believe.

If my crew say there was no sabotage

you can be sure there was none.

Let us keep our perspective, gentlemen.

Just because there was no sabotage

doesn't mean there isn't a conspiracy on this ship.

We do have a confessed spy.

And he had confederates.

Do we know that for sure?

Of course he did.

Do you think J'Dan

could have come on board the flagship of the Federation

and accomplished what he did without help from within?

I agree it would be difficult...

but not impossible.

We should continue to investigate Tarses.

He was hiding something.

Captain Picard, Lieutenant Worf and I

have been working well together.

I suggest we continue, if for no other purpose

than to determine Tarses's innocence.

Now, please, let me remind you he is innocent

until he is proved guilty.

Of course he is.

What Sabin is saying is that he and Lieutenant Worf

would like to establish his innocence

unequivocally, for his own sake.

Very well, but let us put this to rest as quickly as possible.

You've opened the hearing to spectators?

It isn't good to have closed-door proceedings

for too long.

It invites rumor and speculation.

Nevertheless, Admiral, I think it would be wise...

Because spies and saboteurs

don't like the bright lights of an open inquiry.

They're like roaches, scurrying for the dark corner.

This hearing is convened on Stardate 44780

as a continuing inquiry

into the activities of Crewman Simon Tarses.

Mr. Tarses, for your own protection

I have assigned a counsel to you

in the person of Commander William Riker.

Thank you, sir, but I don't need protection.

I have not done anything wrong.

Dr. Crusher, have you observed Crewman Tarses with J'Dan?

Well, yes, he gave him his injection.

I meant outside of Sick Bay.

I think so.

Perhaps in Ten-Forward.

And whom else have you observed at these occasions?

I don't understand what relevance that has.

It was an innocent social gathering.

If it was so innocent

why do you hesitate to give us the names?

Thank you, Doctor.

Admiral, if you have a case to make against Simon Tarses

you had better make it.

Otherwise, I'm stopping this here and now.

Mr. Tarses, isn't it true that you have access

to the biological supplies in Sick Bay?

It's part of my job, yes.

J'Dan used suspensions of deoxyribose

to carry the encoded files he stole.

Isn't it true one of your duties is to prepare these suspensions?

Several technicians share that job.

And isn't it true that your security clearance

allow you access to all the stores and files in Sick Bay

access which you can exercise at any time?

Because I have access does not mean I...

What would you say if I told you there is evidence

that the explosion in the engine room was caused

by a corrosive chemical...

one that is kept stored in Sick Bay?

I had nothing to do with that.

How can we believe you?

How can we believe someone whom we know...

we know to be a liar?

I object.

There is no basis for calling Crewman Tarses a liar.

Agreed. Mr. Sabin.

Captain, there is a basis

which will become clear in a moment.

Mr. Tarses, didn't you

deliberately and premeditatively lie

when you filled out your personnel application

and compounded that lie by repeating it to this committee?

What?

Isn't it true

that the paternal grandfather of whom you speak

was not a Vulcan, but was, in fact, a Romulan?

That it is Romulan blood you carry

and a Romulan heritage that you honor?

We're waiting, Mr. Tarses.

On the advice of my counsel

I refuse to answer that question in...

in that the answer m...

might serve to incriminate me.

You and Crewman Marcus will coordinate

to track Tarses's movements over the last five years.

Ensign Kellogg, I want a list of all relatives

known associates and especially old school friends

and make arrangements

to do an encephalographic polygraph scan...

Mr. Worf.

Yes, Captain?

I need to speak with you.

You are dismissed.

Please get your reports to me as soon as possible.

Do you see what is happening here, Mr. Worf?

Sir?

This is not unlike a...

a drumhead trial.

I do not understand.

500 years ago, military officers

would upend a drum on the battlefield.

They'd sit at it and dispense summary justice.

Decisions were quick, punishments severe

appeals denied.

Those who came to a drumhead were doomed.

But we know there is a traitor here.

J'Dan has admitted his guilt.

That's true, and he will stand for his crime.

Tarses has all but done the same.

How?

He refused to answer the question

about his Romulan grandfather.

That is not a crime, Worf!

Nor can we infer his guilt because he didn't respond.

Sir, if a man were not afraid of the truth, he would answer.

Oh, no.

We cannot allow ourselves to think that.

The Seventh Guarantee is one of the most important rights

granted by the Federation.

We cannot take a fundamental principle

of the Constitution and turn it against a citizen.

Sir, the Federation does have enemies.

We must seek them out.

Oh, yes.

That's how it starts

but the road from legitimate suspicion

to rampant paranoia is very much shorter than we think.

Something is wrong here, Mr. Worf.

I don't like what we have become.

There you are, Mr. Tarses.

Would you care for some lemon?

No, thank you, sir, this is fine.

Well, tell me a little about yourself, Crewman.

I know you were born on Mars Colony.

Yes, sir.

All my life, I wanted to be in Starfleet.

I went to the Academy's training program for enlisted personnel.

I took training as a medical technician

and I served at several outposts.

The day that I was posted to the Enterprise

was the happiest day of my life.

Did you ever consider applying to the Academy

going the whole route?

Apply to become an officer?

Well, my parents wanted me to, and I thought about it.

I used to sit under this big tree

near the parade grounds.

An elm tree with a circular bench?

Yes, that's the one.

I spent many an hour there.

It was my favorite spot to study.

I used to sit under that tree and watch the drills.

Picture myself an officer.

I know that it would have made my mother very happy, but I...

You didn't do it.

No.

I was 18 and eager.

The last thing I wanted was to spend four years

sitting in classrooms.

I wanted to be out there, traveling the stars.

I didn't want to wait for anything.

And now it's done, isn't it?

My career in Starfleet is finished.

Not if you aren't guilty, Simon.

It doesn't matter.

I lied on my application.

And that mistake will be with me for the rest of my life.

Mr. Worf has found a brother who still lives on Mars Colony.

Contact someone there and have him interviewed.

Admiral Satie...

And start a background checkup

into all his friends at the Academy training program.

Admiral Satie?

Yes, Captain?

I would like to have a word with you.

Of course.

In private...

and off the record.

Of course.

After all, you are my partner in this.

I cannot possibly believe you'd mean this.

But I do.

This must stop.

It has gone too far.

You lied to him about the engine room.

There were no volatile chemicals found there.

It was a tactic... a way of applying pressure.

We're hounding an innocent man.

And how, may I ask, have you managed to determine that?

I've talked with him.

Oh, I see.

And he told you he was a victim of circumstance...

blameless and pure?

No.

He admits his mistake in falsifying his application

but that does not make him a traitor.

How can you be so incredibly naive?

Captain, may I tell you

how I have spent the past four years?

From planet to Starbase to planet.

I have no home.

I live on starships and shuttlecraft.

I haven't seen a family member in years.

I have no friends, but I have a purpose.

My father taught me from the time I was a little girl

still clutching a blanket

that the United Federation of Planets

is the most remarkable institution ever conceived

and it is my cause to make sure

that this extraordinary union be preserved.

I cannot imagine why you are trying

to block this investigation.

There have been others in the past who doubted me.

They came to regret it.

The hearings on Simon Tarses will stop.

If necessary, I will go to Starfleet Command.

I have news for you, Captain.

I've been in constant contact with Starfleet Command.

The hearings are not going to stop.

They're going to be expanded.

What are you saying?

I'm going to get to the heart of this conspiracy

if it means investigating every last person on this ship

and every hearing from now on will be held in the presence

of Admiral Thomas Henry of Starfleet Security.

I've requested he be brought here at once.

You never told me about this.

I report to Starfleet Command directly.

I do not need your permission or your approval

for my decisions.

Admiral.

What you're doing here...

is unethical.

It's immoral.

I'll fight it.

Do what you must, Captain.

And so will I.

Captain, warp engines are back on line.

We are ready to commence restart sequences.

Sir?

Yes?

Yes, yes, of course, proceed, Mr. Data.

You all right, Captain?

Yes, of course, Number One, just a little preoccupied.

Admiral Satie has ordered you to report

to the interrogation room at 0900 hours tomorrow morning.

You are to be questioned before the committee.

Captain's Log, supplemental.

Admiral Thomas Henry

who has worked closely with Norah Satie in the past

has arrived to observe the hearings.

Your full name?

Jean-Luc Picard.

Rank and position?

Captain, Federation Starship Enterprise.

How long have you held this post?

Over three years, since Stardate 41124.

Very well. Admiral.

If you don't mind, there is something I would like to say.

If you have a statement, you'll have an opportunity

to make it later.

I believe that Chapter Four

Article 12 of the Uniform Code of Justice

grants me the right to make a statement

before questioning begins.

Very well.

I'm deeply concerned about what is happening here.

It began when we apprehended a spy...

a man who admitted his guilt

and who will answer for his crime.

But the hunt didn't end there.

Another man, Mr. Simon Tarses, was brought to trial...

and it was a trial, no matter what others choose to call it.

A trial based on insinuation and innuendo.

Nothing substantive offered against Mr. Tarses

much less proven.

Mr. Tarses's grandfather is Romulan

and for that reason, his career now stands in ruins.

Have we become so... fearful

have we become so cowardly

that we must extinguish a man

because he carries the blood of a current enemy?

Admiral...

let us not condemn Simon Tarses or anyone else

because of their bloodlines

or investigate others for their innocent associations.

I implore you.

Do not continue with this... proceeding.

End it now.

Captain, do you believe in the Prime Directive?

Of course.

In fact, it's Starfleet's

General Order Number One, is it not?

Your point, Admiral?

Would it surprise you to learn

that you have violated the Prime Directive

a total of nine times since you took command

of the Enterprise?

I must say, Captain, it surprised the hell out of me.

My reports to Starfleet

will document the circumstances of those instances.

Yes, we're looking into those reports, Captain...

very closely into those reports.

After which, I'm sure we'll have more questions for you

about your so-called commitment

to Starfleet Prime Directive.

Captain, could you tell us

just what happened on Stardate 44390?

I beg your pardon?

Let me refresh your memory.

You were transporting a Vulcan ambassador... T'Pel.

I was following orders to... take this ambassador

to a location near the Neutral Zone.

I don't think we need the preamble.

In fact, she was not a Vulcan at all, was she?

She was a Romulan spy.

That's correct.

A spy whom you were delivering

back into the hands of the enemy.

Tell me, Captain, when the deception was revealed

and she stood proudly on the Bridge of a Romulan ship

did you make any effort to retrieve her?

- No. - No.

Even though you knew she carried Federation secrets

that she had been accumulating for years?

The Enterprise could have been captured by the Romulans.

Captain Picard did the only thing he could.

Really, Lieutenant.

And where were you when this traitor

was on board the Enterprise?

Where was ship's security?

Don't you think it's questionable judgment

Captain, to have a security officer

whose father was a Romulan collaborator?

Lieutenant.

Tell me, Captain.

Have you completely recovered

from your experience with the Borg?

Yes, I have completely recovered.

It must have been awful for you

actually becoming one of them

being forced to use your vast knowledge

of Starfleet operations to aid the Borg.

Just how many of our ships were lost?

Thirty-nine?

And a loss of life, I believe, measured at nearly 11,000.

One wonders how you can sleep at night

having caused so much destruction.

I question your actions, Captain.

I question your choices.

I question your Ioyalty.

You know, there are some words I've known

since I was a schoolboy.

"With the first link, the chain is forged.

"The first speech censured

"the first thought forbidden

"the first freedom denied

chains us all irrevocably."

Those words were uttered by Judge Aaron Satie

as wisdom and warning.

The first time any man's freedom is trodden on

we are all damaged.

I fear that today...

How dare you...

you who consort with Romulans...

invoke my father's name

to support your traitorous arguments?!

It is an offense to everything I hold dear!

And to hear those words used to subvert

the United Federation of Planets.

My father was a great man.

His name stands for integrity and principle.

You dirty his name when you speak it.

He loved the Federation

but you, Captain, corrupt it.

You undermine our very way of life.

I will expose you for what you are.

I will expose you for what you are.

I've brought down bigger men than you, Picard!

I have nothing more to say.

Perhaps we should call a recess until tomorrow.

Am I bothering you, Captain?

No, please, Mr. Worf, come in.

It is over.

Admiral Henry has called an end

to any more hearings on this matter.

That's good.

Admiral Satie has left the Enterprise.

We think we've come so far.

Torture of heretics, burning of witches

is all ancient history.

Then, before you can blink an eye

suddenly, it threatens to start all over again.

I believed her.

I... I helped her.

I did not see what she was.

Mr. Worf, villains who twirl their mustaches

are easy to spot.

Those who clothe themselves in good deeds

are well-camouflaged.

I think... after yesterday

people will not be so ready to trust her.

Maybe.

But she, or someone like her, will always be with us

waiting for the right climate in which to flourish

spreading fear in the name of righteousness.

Vigilance, Mr. Worf.

That is the price we have to continually pay.