All language subtitles for StarTrek.TNG-s06e22.Suspicions

All right. Come in.

Guinan.

What's wrong?

I need a doctor.

Geordi beat me
in straight sets today.

I think
I've developed tennis elbow.

Well, you better go to Sick Bay.

I think Dr. Selar is on duty.

I don't want to see
Dr. Selar.

I always see you.

I'm very particular
about my doctors.

Well, you better get a new one

because I'm not a doctor
on this ship anymore.

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.

Three days on a shuttle
to Starbase 23

a transport back to Earth...

I can hear
Admiral Brooks now

telling me how I've disgraced
Starfleet Medical.

Then, a leisurely
day and a half

before the formal
inquiry begins

and my career ends.

Beverly...

my elbow.

Your elbow.

Let me see it.

Does this hurt?

Ow! Yes,
right there.

That's tennis
elbow, all right.

Here. Hold your
arm like this.

You know, I've never been
to a formal inquiry.

Well, I'll see if I can
arrange one for you.

All you have to do
is disobey orders

violate medical ethics

and cause an
interstellar incident.

Well, I guess
that would do it.

Make a fist.

Do I have to hit you
with my fist

before you tell me
what happened?

It all started

when those scientists
came on board.

No. It started
when I got curious.

Well, there's
nothing wrong with that.

That's why I went to
the Altine Conference.

I'd heard about a new
subspace technology

developed by a Ferengi...
a Dr. Reyga.

A Ferengi scientist. Hmm.

His invention was based

on metaphasic fields

but his methodology was
completely unorthodox.

Well, I like unorthodox.

Too bad you weren't there.

Nobody else would
listen to him.

They all but jeered
him off the stage.

But I had read his paper

and his work was
extraordinary.

So you gathered
all these scientists

to come hear this Ferengi.

Yes. I hoped I could
be a facilitator.

I thought that
if I invited scientists

from various cultures
to board the Enterprise

I could sit them down

and help them to understand
the value of his ideas.

Like a scientific diplomat.

Exactly.

So, after persuading
the Captain

I had to round up
as many scientists as I could

from the field
of subspace technology.

But of all the scientists
I invited

only four were interested

in hearing
about Dr. Reyga's invention

and I wasn't altogether sure

that they were going
to be compatible.

Kurak was
a warp field specialist

on the Klingon Homeworld.

I don't think Klingons regard
scientists very highly.

She always seemed
a little defensive.

Dr. T'Pan is practically
a legend

in the field
of subspace morphology.

She's been the Director
of the Vulcan Science Academy

for 15 years.

Her husband, Dr. Christopher,
came with her.

I didn't know much about him

but he was some kind
of subspace theoretician.

Jo'Bril was a Takaran,
the first one I'd ever met.

I had no idea
what to expect from him.

And then there was Dr. Reyga,
the Ferengi scientist.

You've all seen
my experimental data.

The metaphasic shield
has been proven.

Forgive
my skepticism, Doctor

but your claims
are somewhat extravagant.

Protect a shuttle
within a star's corona?

Not even your own government
believes it can be done.

That's why
I've invited you all here.

You have the vision

to see the potential of
Dr. Reyga's metaphasic shield.

I need help to develop
the shield.

I am willing to grant exclusive
rights to whoever provides

the necessary resources.

I think you all realize

what this shielding
process could mean.

The possibilities of exploration
and research are endless.

But only if it works.

I'm not convinced that
this metaphasic shield

can withstand either
the temperature

or the radiation

it would be exposed to.

But it has... not only
in countless simulations

but in a field test
that I conducted myself.

For which, of course,
we have only your word.

Are you accusing me
of falsifying my data?

You would not be
the first scientist

to manipulate experimental
data to his own advantage.

Dr. Reyga has offered
to demonstrate his invention.

He's outfitted
one of our shuttles

with his
metaphasic shield.

I will take it into the corona
of the star Vaytan.

That star has
a superdense corona.

The shuttle
would be subjected

to particularly
intense radiation.

Perhaps it would
be wise to choose

a star of lesser
magnitude.

I agree.

My own research
into solar energy transfer

suggests Vaytan's corona
is extremely unstable.

What better way
to test my invention?

I'm not concerned.

The shield will hold.

I, for one, would feel
more comfortable

if someone else
flew the shuttle...

someone more objective.

I will volunteer
for that task.

I've spent years
studying solar plasma reactions.

The thought of being able
to penetrate a star's corona...

it is a remarkable opportunity.

I've studied
your data, Dr. Reyga.

I think you're on
solid scientific ground.

I do not share your optimism,
Dr. Jo'Bril

but if you wish
to pilot the craft

I would be more confident
in your assessment of the shield

than Dr. Reyga's.

I agree.

At this point, we need
an impartial evaluation.

We'll need to be sure

that you're familiar with
the shuttle's controls

and Dr. Reyga's
modifications.

I am an accomplished pilot.
It will be no problem.

Well, what do you think?

I am gratified,
Dr. Jo'Bril.

And there will be
no difficulty

in operating
the metaphasic controls.

The system will activate
automatically

as you approach the star.

Well, then

we'll proceed with
the demonstration at 1500 hours.

We'll meet on the Bridge.

It wasn't exactly
an enthusiastic response

to Dr. Reyga's technology,
but given the circumstances

and the scientists'
quarrelsome personalities

I was quite pleased.

I thought that went well,
didn't you?

Thanks to you, Doctor.

I didn't do anything.

This is an opportunity

I would never have
had without you

and I promise you,
I'll never forget it.

Some of the scientists
still seem a little doubtful

but after the demonstration,
I'm sure they'll come around.

Well, If there's anything I'm
used to, it's skepticism.

After all,
a Ferengi scientist

is almost a
contradiction in terms.

No. Don't deny it.

I know how the
Ferengi are regarded.

I still expect
the scientific community

to be a little more open
than they seem to be.

The metaphasic shield
is a breakthrough in technology.

Many scientists have
tried to develop it.

It's only natural that there
would be some... resistance.

You mean jealousy.
I know.

I wondered if that
might account

for Dr. T'Pan's attitude.

She's been working on subspace
shielding technology for years

and you've beaten her
to the punch.

I'm really not interested
in competition.

All I want
is to be acknowledged...

respected as a scientist.

This invention
will finally do that.

I figured
the hard part was over.

I'd stepped out on a limb,
and it hadn't broken.

Not bad for my first venture
into scientific diplomacy.

Captain, the shuttle
has been launched.

On screen. Open a channel.

I am one million kilometers
from the star's corona.

Proceeding at 3/4 impulse.

I should reach it
in approximately three minutes.

The metaphasic shielding
has begun to form.

External temperature

is 0.9 million Kelvins
and rising.

Radiation levels
are nearing 10,000 rads.

That should have no effect
on the shuttle cabin.

That's right.

Temperature in the cabin
is 21 degrees Celsius

and the radiation
levels are normal.

Wait. I'm reading

elevated neutrino levels
in the cabin.

Those are from
the subspace field

that's encapsulating
the shuttle.

The levels are well within
acceptable parameters.

Outside temperature
is rising rapidly...

1.7 million Kelvins.

Temperature is
still 21 degrees

and the shield is holding.

350,000 kilometers and closing.

This is incredible.

I am actually flying
into a star.

Congratulations, Doctor.

This is an amazing achievement.

Radiation levels
outside the shuttle

are nearing 14,000 rads.

The temperature inside
the cabin is still normal.

I am now fully engulfed
in the corona.

It's astonishing.

You see, doctors.

Metaphasic shielding
is a reality.

Dr. Jo'Bril

can you give us an estimate
of the plasma turbulence?

Dr. Jo'Bril.

Something's wrong.

What's going on, Mr. Data?

Sensors indicate

an increased level
of baryon particles

in the cabin.

No.

That's not possible.

Dr. Jo'Bril, can you hear me?

Please respond.

Baryon levels
are continuing to rise, sir.

I don't understand it.

This shouldn't be happening.

Mr. Worf, can you
beam him out of there?

The solar radiation
is interfering.

He must be at least 500,000
kilometers from the star

before we can get
a transporter lock.

We're losing him.

Dr. Jo'Bril, listen to me.

It is imperative
that you turn the shuttle.

Take it out of the corona.

You understand me?

Pilot the shuttle

away from the star.

The shuttle is emerging
from the corona, sir.

Mr. Worf, get a lock on him
as soon as you can.

Beam him directly
to Sick Bay.

At that point, the doubts
of the others seemed justified.

I had no idea
what had gone wrong

or how seriously Dr. Jo'Bril had
been injured, but I knew

this incident
could destroy Reyga's chance

to be accepted
by the scientific community.

20cc's inaprovaline.

It's not working.

Cortical stimulators.

Now.

Again.

I saw...

the sun.

So that was my first experience

as a scientific diplomat.

A complete failure.

I don't understand.

No?

I mean, I've lost
patients before.

But this was different.

Mm-hmm.

You know, when you're a doctor
and you have patients

you're in control

but when you send somebody
out on a mission

all you can do is sit and watch.

That's what I felt... helpless.

Anybody would.

Don't be too hard on yourself.

You know,
what you say reminds me

of something Jean-Luc said to me

when I was doing
the autopsy on Jo'Bril.

It was probably
the most puzzling autopsy

I've ever performed,
and the most frustrating

because Jo'Bril's anatomy

was unlike
any I'd encountered

and I've run into
some unusual specimens.

How's it going?

I've never run into
a humanoid species

like this before.

His internal physiology
is baffling.

He doesn't seem to have
any discrete organs...

at least not
in the traditional sense.

Practically every system
is equally distributed

throughout the body.

Now, that kind of physiology

should make him incredibly
resistant to any injury

so whatever killed him

must have occurred
at the cellular level.

Do you have any idea
what it was?

No. Something caused a massive,
system-wide failure

but I don't know what.

Were the solar radiation levels
high enough to kill him?

His exposure to the star's
radiation was minimal.

It's all very strange.

There's no apparent
cause of death.

Doctor, here's the result

of the tissue scan
you asked for.

That's odd.

The rate of cellular
decay is extremely low.

Beverly,
the answers will come.

Maybe even minimal exposure
to the radiation

altered the cellular physiology.

You know, you've been
at this for hours.

You might think more clearly

if you got a good
night's sleep.

I can't sleep.

I want to find out
what killed him.

I owe that to Dr. Reyga.

Are you doing it for Dr. Reyga

or yourself?

What do you mean?

You're the Ioneliest person
in the world right now.

No one can say anything, no one
can do anything that will help

and you think that
it will never go away

and you're right... it won't

but you can get used to it.

I know it doesn't
feel like that now

but you can.

At the time, I was too
preoccupied with my problems

to understand
what he was saying.

I wasn't thinking
about the rest of my life.

I was trying to make sense
of what had happened

and I wasn't alone.

Jo'Bril's death had raised
a lot of questions.

Geordi and Data were determined
to find out what had gone wrong

and they were busy going over
every millimeter

of the shuttle...
with Dr. Reyga's help.

Run a diagnostic

on the EPS flow regulator.

The flow regulator
is functioning normally.

What about the field
emitter coil?

Has it maintained polarity?

Yes, Doctor.

The radial force compensator?

I am unable to locate
any malfunctions.

All systems are operating

according
to your design specifications.

Did you find anything wrong?

No. I don't
understand it.

There must be something
we've overlooked.

I found micro-crystalline
damage to the hull

which confirms
that your shield

was breached by a burst
of baryonic radiation.

Were the levels high enough

to cause damage
to organic tissue?

I don't know.

Perhaps there was
an unexpected interaction

between the solar radiation
and the metaphasic shield.

No! That's not possible.

I anticipated every contingency.

Then, maybe Jo'Bril
ran into something

in the corona
which you didn't anticipate

and your shield
just wasn't able

to protect him from it.

My shield was not at fault.

Reyga seemed angry

but I knew it was because
he was so disappointed.

Everything he'd worked for,
hoped for, was slipping away

and that made what I had
to do next even harder.

I'm sure you all understand

that, in light of what
happened, I think

it would be inappropriate
to continue further testing.

Perhaps if Dr. Reyga
has perfected

his metaphasic technology
we can try again.

Doctor Crusher, please,
if I could have

a little more time
to investigate

I know I could find
what went wrong.

But that won't bring back
Jo'Bril, will it?

I do not believe
the shield will ever work.

Its very concept is flawed.

Just one more test.

Whom do you propose

we sacrifice next?

I will pilot the shuttle myself.

I'm sorry.

As Chief Medical Officer,
I'm responsible

for the health and safety
of all the people aboard.

I will not authorize
any further tests.

Very well.

But I will prove myself.

I couldn't help
but admire his tenacity.

He just wasn't going
to accept defeat

and I hoped
he would prove himself

but that was the last time
I saw him alive.

We'd gone to Science Lab Four
when the ship's sensors

registered
a sizable plasma surge there.

Look at this... a plasma infuser.

It's completely discharged.

The blast must have
killed him instantly.

Well, perhaps he could not live

with the failure
of his invention

and took his own life.

Or perhaps someone just
wanted it to look that way.

Isn't it odd that he could hold
on so tightly to the infuser

when it was discharged?

The normal reflex would
have been to drop it.

The plasma shock could have
affected his nervous system.

He may have reacted
by gripping tighter.

I'll know for certain
when I do the autopsy.

Is your examination complete,
Doctor?

For now.

Please have his body
taken to the morgue.

Very well.

I remembered his passion
and commitment

and his determination
to prove himself

and I was sure that this man
had not taken his own life

and if anyone
could understand that

I knew
it would be Captain Picard.

I was with him
right before he died.

He was not suicidal.

But by your own admission

Reyga was a difficult man
to understand.

Isn't it possible

that he was simply
masking his feelings?

I don't think so.

He was disappointed
at the failure of his device

and certainly he was upset
at Jo'Bril's death

but I never got the sense that
he was ready to end his own life

and, if that's true,
then someone else killed him.

Do you have any evidence
of that?

Not yet.

But when I've finished
the autopsy

I hope I'll have it.

Beverly...

I'm afraid there
will be no autopsy.

The family have already
been contacted.

They insist that the body
must not be touched

until they perform
the Ferengi death ritual.

But there's a question

as to the circumstances
of his death.

To the family,
that's irrelevant.

Let me speak with them.

Please, believe me...
they're adamant.

We are scheduled
to rendezvous

with a Ferengi
vessel in 17 hours.

They will pick up
Reyga's body then.

I'm sorry,
there will be no autopsy.

Jean-Luc, I cannot
just drop this.

Don't you see?

There may have been a murder.

Then you will have
to find evidence

some way other than an autopsy.

I don't understand, Doctor.

Isn't it pretty clear

that Reyga died from
a plasma discharge?

It won't be clear
until after an autopsy.

As far as I know,
he could have been poisoned

and someone put
the plasma infuser

in his hand after he died.

You think he
was murdered?

I'm not discounting
that possibility.

The point is,
without a complete autopsy

there's no way
of knowing for certain.

Why won't the
Ferengi allow it?

It has do with
their death rituals.

A body can't be violated
before it's buried.

And apparently, the family is
more concerned about ritual

than finding out the truth
about how he died.

I just can't get
the information I need

from a tricorder scan.

Suspects.

If Reyga didn't kill himself,
someone else did.

So who are
the possible suspects?

Whoever had something
to gain from his death.

And the only ones
to fit that category

are the other scientists.

I'm afraid I don't
understand, Doctor.

Do you have evidence
that Reyga was murdered?

No, but I can't believe
he took his own life

and I would like to explore
any possibilities a bit further.

What reason would
anyone have to kill him?

I was wondering

if you might have
some thoughts along that line.

I see.

You are suggesting that
I had such a motive.

If Reyga's technology
had been successful, you might

have been displaced

as the preeminent scientist
in subspace technology.

But since it
wasn't successful

it isn't logical to conclude

that I had such
a motive, is it?

I must say

I resent this, Doctor.

We have all been shocked
by recent events.

I don't see there's
anything to gain

by dragging us through
these insinuations.

I'm just trying to uncover
the truth

and I need your help to do it.

Have you seen or heard anything

that might suggest
that someone else had a motive?

We are trying to forget
the unpleasantness

of these past several days...

not have them
stirred up again.

I find it disturbing

that you would try to
foster suspicions among us.

Forgive me.

I don't mean to upset you

but have you noticed
anything unusual?

I find your question
distasteful.

Is there something
you're not telling me?

I'm sure it's nothing.

I was in the storage room

of the science
laboratory yesterday.

Kurak was working
in the lab.

Reyga came in, and...

they got into an...
an argument.

About what?

I don't know.

I couldn't hear
anything clearly, and...

Until they started
to shout at one another.

Then I heard Kurak
say that Reyga

had insulted her honor

and no Klingon
would stand for that.

I do not believe
she killed him.

These were words spoken
in the heat of anger.

Kurak is volatile...

passionate...

but not a killer.

And, Doctor, neither are we.

Thank you.

I knew he might be right
about Kurak.

Klingons make threats
as a matter of course.

On the other hand,
sometimes they follow through.

That looks like one of Dr.
Reyga's shield configurations.

Yes.

Personal research.

Even though
this technology failed?

No one has denied there is
potential in the idea.

Which you're now free
to develop.

Are you accusing me
of something?

No.

But I want to know
why you threatened Dr. Reyga.

I warned Dr. Reyga

that if he persisted
in his slander

he would pay the price.

What was his accusation?

I will not repeat his lies.

Were they lies?

Be careful, Doctor.

Insulting the honor of a Klingon
can be extremely dangerous.

Did Reyga make that mistake?

I have heard enough
of your accusations!

Now I will have
your silence!

Well, you're going to have
to throw me

a lot harder than that
if you want to get it.

Now...

what did he accuse you of?

Sabotage.

Sabotage
of the metaphasic shield?

Was that why it failed?

How would I know?!

Did you sabotage the project?

No.

I did not.

Good-bye, Doctor.

Kurak refused
to say anything more.

I wasn't sure if her silence
was motivated by guilt

or just Klingon pride.

I was beginning to find out
that investigating a murder

was a little more perilous
than I'd thought.

And for everything
I'd been through

I didn't have anymore insight
than I did before I started.

Which brought me back
to Reyga's body

because the more I thought
about it

the more it seemed that
the answers had to be there.

DNA traces...
tissue anomalies...

a wealth of forensic clues

that could shed some light
on the mystery.

So, I made the decision.

Come.

Beverly.

Jean-Luc, I want to
tell you something

that you need to know

but you're not
going to like it.

I did an autopsy
on Dr. Reyga.

What did you find?

Nothing.

I'm sorry.

I know I shouldn't
have done it.

You most certainly should not.

I made it clear to you that
the family would not allow it.

Not only have you
disobeyed my orders

but you've interfered

in the burial rituals
of another culture.

You've put both of us
in a very difficult position.

The family
will have to be notified.

I don't doubt
that they will react strongly.

And if the Ferengi government
becomes involved...

as I'm certain they will...

this could have
very significant repercussions.

I'm not sure how much
I can protect you.

You don't have to, Jean-Luc.

I knew what I was doing

and I'm prepared to
accept the consequences.

I could tell that he was
terribly disappointed in me

and that was almost
the hardest part of all.

So that's the story.

That's how I ended my career.

Backhand volley.

What?

That's how I did it.

Geordi kept hitting
to my backhand at the net.

Guinan, two people have died
on this ship...

two lives that ended horribly...

and you're worried
about your tennis game?

Are you upset?

I don't know... you tell me.

You're supposed to be wise.

Well, if you are upset,
why are you moping around here?

Why don't you do
something about it?

I've done everything
I could think of.

It got me fired.

Do you think Dr. Reyga
killed himself?

No.

Do you think there's
a murderer on board?

Yes.

Then why are you
still sitting here?

Don't you get it?

If I start digging
around again...

You could be relieved of duty.

Chief Medical Officer's Log,
personal, Stardate 46830.1.

I'll be leaving the ship
tomorrow

to attend the Board of Inquiry.

That means I have less than
24 hours to get to the bottom

of this mystery.

What are you doing, Data?

I am running
additional diagnostics

to make certain there was
no permanent radiation damage

to the shuttlecraft hull.

You've studied Dr.
Reyga's shield system.

Do you think it could
have been sabotaged?

There was no evidence
to support sabotage.

Just consider
the possibility.

The system interlocks prevent
access to the circuitry

unless the shield emitter
is active.

Any attempt to sabotage
the device

would have to be made while
the shield is in operation.

The only time
the shield was active

was during Jo'Bril's
test flight.

That is correct.

It seems unlikely that Jo'Bril
would perform sabotage

which would result
in his own death.

I agree.

Would it be possible to sabotage
the shuttle by remote

during the flight?

A phased ionic pulse

beamed directly into
the metaphasic projection matrix

would result in a temporary
system malfunction.

Where on the Enterprise

could you generate
a phased ionic pulse?

Such a pulse could be initiated
from the lateral sensor array

Science Labs One,
Four and 16

or any of the Bridge
science stations.

Let's assume for the moment

that someone did send out
a phased ionic pulse

what would have happened
inside the shuttle?

A tetryon field would be
formed briefly in the cabin

temporarily disrupting
the metaphasic shield.

A tetryon field.

If Jo'Bril was exposed
to a tetryon field

it might have left
residual traces in his tissue.

Thanks, Data.

Beverly?

Yes?

We've arranged
for the shuttle

to take you to Starbase 23.

You can leave the ship
at 0700 hours tomorrow.

Thank you.

About everything that's
going on, I'm sorry.

I'm sure it will
all work out.

Yes, of course.

You know the inquiry
is just a formality

and Captain Picard will do
everything he can for you.

I'm sure that'll help.

But if you do anything
foolish before that inquiry

it's not going
to look good for you.

I don't know what you mean.

I think you do know
what I mean.

The best thing for you
to do right now

is to go to your quarters
and read a good book.

If you do anything to
make the situation worse

it's going to be that
much harder on you.

Thank you, Commander.
Your concern is noted.

Beverly, I'm saying this
to you as a friend.

Yes, Will, I know

but, as a friend,
please try to understand.

I can't quit now

and I don't want you
to become involved in this.

Computer,
access ship's medical logs

and download
current autopsy files.

Autopsy files are restricted to
active medical personnel only.

Access denied.

Damn.

Dr. Crusher?

What do you need
the autopsy files for?

Don't worry.

I know I'm not supposed
to be here.

I'll go.

Computer

access autopsy files.

I assume you'll need the files
on Dr. Reyga and Jo'Bril.

Alyssa...

I can see how important
this is to you.

I don't want you
to get involved in this.

Is that an order, Doctor?

Yes.

Too bad you're not
my boss anymore.

Thank you.

So what do we do now?

First, I want to review
Jo'Bril's physiology records.

Then, I want to take
another look at the body

and I want to see if there's
any tetryon traces.

Let's do it.

We need to run a tissue scan
at the molecular level.

Calibrate the scanner

to pick up
tetryon particles.

Yes, Doctor.

Recalibration complete.

Activate the scan.

Nothing.

Let's do it again.

Use the enhanced-
resolution mode

to boost the sensitivity.

There's something
in the subdermal tissue.

Narrow the scan field.

Tetryon traces.

Someone did sabotage
the shield.

That's a possibility

but this is very
circumstantial evidence.

There's only one way
to know for certain.

Captain.

I'm concerned about Beverly.

I've tried several times
to talk to her

but she's been avoiding me.

I'm not surprised.

This entire
experience has been...

Captain.

An unscheduled launch is
taking place in Shuttle Bay Two.

No idea.

No one's filed a flight plan.

On screen.

That's the Justman...

the shuttle Reyga modified.

Open a hailing frequency.

Dr. Crusher, what do you
think you're doing?

Testing a theory, Captain.

A theory?

I think
Dr. Reyga's shield does work.

Return to the ship immediately.

I'm sorry.

Mr. Worf, override
the shuttle's computer.

Return it to the Shuttle Bay.

Aye, sir.

Sir, she has isolated
her navigational control.

It will not be possible
to establish

remote operation.

Get a tractor beam on her.

I cannot establish a lock.

She is too close to the star.

Solar interference is too high.

Mr. Data,
what is her heading?

Bearing 271 mark 4, sir.

She is headed
into the sun's corona.

Computer, begin monitoring
external temperature.

External temperature

0.8 million Kelvins
and rising.

Beverly, what do you hope
to accomplish?

I think Dr. Reyga was right
about his shield.

The only reason it failed
is because it was sabotaged

and I'm going to prove it.

But you can't
be certain of that.

You're betting your life
on a hypothesis.

I'm not wrong.

External temperature
1.9 million Kelvins.

Sir, the shuttle
is entering the corona.

Beverly, what's happening?

I'm all right.

Computer, shield status.

Metaphasic shield holding.

All systems within normal
operating parameters.

Congratulations, Dr. Reyga.

You did it.

Captain, I want you to post
security guards

around the three
visiting scientists.

One of them has
to be responsible

for sabotaging the first test.

I think if we...

Sir, we have lost contact.

Crusher to Enterprise.

I've lost you. Come in.

Justman to Enterprise.
Come in.

Enterprise, do you hear me?
Come in.

They cannot hear you.

I have severed communications.

How can you be alive?

I'd think
after your autopsy on me

you'd know the answer to that.

The slow rate of cellular decay.

It is a natural result
of physiostasis.

Takarans can control
their physiology

at a cellular level.

We can create
the appearance of death.

In the morgue, you were
conscious the whole time.

You heard everything we said.

You knew everything
we were going to do.

Move away.

Move away.

What are you doing?

I'm sending out
a transient subspace signal.

It will obscure the shuttle
from the Enterprise sensors

and they will interpret it
as a warp engine breach.

They will believe

that you have been destroyed.

I'd like to thank you, Doctor.

For what?

All I wanted to do
was discredit Reyga

so that no one would pursue
his technology except me

but you have given me
more than I could have hoped.

Now I can take
the prototype itself

back to Takara

where I will develop it
into a weapon.

All I have to do is wait here

until the Enterprise
is convinced you are dead

and leaves.

Captain, there is
no indication of debris.

However, the subspace signal
indicates a warp engine breach.

All right.
Begin a phase-one search

starting with the shuttlecraft's
last known coordinates.

Plot a proximity course
toward the star...

Sir, we are picking up an object

emerging from the corona.

Crusher to Enterprise.

I'm all right.

Returning to the ship,
and I finally

have the answers
I've been looking for.

Chief Medical Officer's Log,
Stardate 46831.2.

I have been reinstated

and I will be resuming
my duties shortly.

In the meantime, I have a
personal matter to attend to.

Hi, Guinan.

Hello. Ooh...

somebody's birthday?

Not unless it's yours...
it's for you.

For me?
What's the occasion?

It's a thank-you for giving me
a good kick in the butt.

Oh, now, I didn't...

Now, I did some research.

This is the latest design,
state-of-the-art.

It is specifically
designed

to cushion all vibrations,
so you will never have

tennis elbow again.

Thank you, Doctor.

This looks like
a great racket

but, uh... I don't play tennis.

Never have.