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It could be a phantom reading.
Background radiation.

Even your scientists have confirmed
the existence of dark matter.

- Never in such dense concentrations.
- That's the point.

If it really is a dark matter nebula,

we'd be the first to directly
observe one.

Even with modified sensors,
there wouldn't be much to see.

I've heard of Vulcan experiments
where they were able to excite

dark matter by bombarding it
with metreon particles.

Those tests involved
very small quantities.

This structure is nearly
10 million kilometers in diameter.

Could you rig some kind of
spatial charges?

Something that would spread the
metreon particles over a wider area?

Well, if I can,
it should put on a hell of a show.

Sorry to interrupt, captain.
It's Admiral Forrest.

- Get to work on those charges.
TRIP: Aye, captain.

This is good timing, admiral.

We just picked up some very
interesting sensor readings.

I'm afraid I've got
some bad news, Jon.

It's A.G.

[OVER COMPUTER]
He was back on Mount McKinley.

There was an accident.

He was killed.

I'm sorry.

You've got six spatial charges.
I rigged them myself.

What are their ranges?

If there's any dark matter within
500 kilometers, you'll know it.

Thanks.

You sure
you don't want some company?

If this nebula exists,

we don't know what effect
it could have on the shuttlepod.

All the more reason
to bring your engineer along.

Not this time, Trip.

I still can't believe it.

All the close calls he had
flying warp trials

and he gets himself killed
climbing Mount McKinley.

I've brought some sensor
enhancements.

Thanks.

We'll find them useful in mapping
the nebula, if it's there.

We?

This is a scientific mission.

It's only logical
to bring your science officer.

I'd prefer to handle this myself.

Commander Tucker obviously didn't
remind you that Starfleet regulations

prohibit the captain
from leaving the ship unaccompanied.

We should reach the edge of the
phenomenon in 2 hours, 46 minutes.

I can pass the time by meditating,

- but if you prefer to talk...
- Go ahead and meditate.

Would you like to join me?

You seem quite unsettled
since your call from Admiral Forrest.

I'm fine.

Commander Tucker was reluctant
to discuss it as well,

though he did mention
an old colleague had died.

A Starfleet captain. A.G. Robinson.

I wouldn't be out here
if it weren't for him.

I'm somewhat familiar
with Starfleet history.

I've never heard of
a Captain Robinson.

I'm sure there's a paragraph about him
in the Vulcan database.

We were in the NX test program

trying to break the warp-2 barrier.

There were just a few of us.

Gardener, Duvall, A.G. And me.

We all wanted the first flight,

and I was cocky enough
to think I'd be the one to get it.

[DOORBELL CHIMES]

Come in.

Sorry I'm late, commodore.
I came straight from the test bay.

At ease, commander.

I heard you got the warp reactor
up to 90 percent today.

Ninety-two.

Sir, you didn't call me here to ask
about an engine test.

We all know the assignment's
about to be handed out.

I'm guessing this is either
really good news or...

We're going with
Commander Robinson.

A.G.'s a fine pilot.

It wasn't an easy decision.
You'll be backup.

Sounds good.

You know, I spent more time
in the simulator than anyone.

If I can do anything
to help A.G. Prepare for the...

Jon.

It's your father's engine.

I know how important
this was to you.

The most important thing to me
is that we succeed.

Is there anything else?

No, commander. Dismissed.

[PATRONS CHATTERING]

Thanks, Ruby.

- You all right?
- Sure. Why?

The last time you had this much
to drink was the day

Carolyn moved to New Berlin.

My guess is Forrest gave out
the assignment today.

Sherlock Holmes
has nothing on you.

They'll need a pilot for the next flight.

Do you remember what Buzz Aldrin
said when he stepped on the moon?

No.

Nobody does,
because Armstrong went first.

MAN 1: Best man.
MAN 2: Congratulations.

MAN 1: Hear, hear.
MAN 2: Good job.

- Congratulations.
- You mean that?

Of course not.

I'm waiting for Forrest to realize
what a horrible mistake he made.

[ALL LAUGH]

Until then, let me buy you a drink.

No, I'll buy you one.

A consolation prize.

- Two more, Leo.
LEO: Here you go.

To Commander A.G. Robinson.

We all worked hard to get this flight,
but in the end, the best pilot won.

- Just ask him.
ALL: Ha-ha-ha.

To A.G.

COLLEAGUES: To A.G.
MAN 3: Yes.

- To A.G.
WOMAN: Here, here.

Take it easy, commander,
you're due in the simulator at 0700.

First flight's in two weeks.

You know why
you didn't get this assignment?

I bet you're gonna tell me.

You tried too hard.

You did everything by the book.

You burned the midnight oil in that
simulator. Eighteen-, 20-hour days.

You shut everything
and everyone out of your life

just so you could be the first.

- And?
- You still don't understand.

Starfleet doesn't just want a great pilot.
They want a great captain.

You said Captain Robinson
was a close friend.

That's right.

From what you've told me,
your relationship seemed adversarial.

Only one of us was going to
get to fly that ship.

Nothing wrong
with a little healthy competition.

He did have a point.

It does take more than piloting
ability to command a starship.

I agree.

Fortunately, you seem to have
developed the necessary skills.

Was that a compliment?

An observation.

I assume Captain Robinson's
flight was successful.

Not exactly.

He was lucky to come out of it
in one piece.

ROBINSON [OVER COM]:
NX Control,

I thought we built a warp ship
so we could go to warp.

Maintain your orbit.

We're trying to run down a problem
with the stabilization protocols.

I just saw Italy go by again.

If this is gonna take much longer,
maybe you could send up some food.

What can I get you?

How about some of those
deep-fried mushrooms from the 602?

I'll send Ruby up to take your order.

We're clear
on the stabilization protocols.

Restart countdown at 30 seconds.

Good news, A.G.,

I just got word from the powers that be
that you're good to go.

Acknowledged.

WSP is nominal. APUs are good.

Warp field initialization
in 20 seconds.

I'm breaking orbit.

At least the thrusters work.

[CHUCKLES]

I did get a little variance
on the RCS.

ARCHER:
We noticed that here.

Do you wanna bring her back
to the garage?

Not on your life.

We've got a stable warp field.

NX Control to NX-Alpha.

You have permission to go to warp.

See you in a few light years.

[BEEPS]

Warp 1.

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

One-point-five.

[BEEPS]

That little bump you just felt
was warp 2.

Congratulations.

Now let's see if you can get it up
to 2. 1.

She's getting a little shaky.

Are you sure you got that
stabilization problem ironed out?

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

- Field integrity's down to 20 percent.
- The warp field won't hold.

A.G., we're getting some pretty
unusual telemetry down here.

We need you to go sub-light
until we get it sorted out.

[ALARM BLARING]

[ALARM BEEPING]

ARCHER [OVER COMM]:
Did you hear me?

I'm at 2. 1 and I think
I can get a little more out of her.

ARCHER:
Negative. Abort.

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

Warp 2.15.

This is Forrest. Drop to impulse.
That's an order.

[BEEPS]

Two-point-two.

[ALARM BEEPING]

The field's collapsing.

ARCHER:
A.G., you've gotta get out of there.

We've lost telemetry.

NX Control to NX-Alpha, come in.

A.G.

Can you hear me?

[BEEPING]

- Particle density is increasing.
- We should be entering the nebula.

The readings could be misleading.

As Dr. Phlox would say, "Optimism."

Optimism doesn't alter
the laws of physics.

Time to put Trip's charges
to the test.

Three seconds.

Anything?

We need to move deeper
into the nebula,

if it exists.

What happened?

The field emissions on the charges
could have been too low.

Or maybe
we're just on a wild-goose chase.

I was referring to Captain Robinson,

his test flight.

He made the record books
for being the first person

to deploy an escape pod at warp.

But he lost one of two
NX prototypes.

Nearly derailed the entire program.

Are you all right?

A little shaky. Trust me, you don't
wanna pass through the warp barrier

in one of those.

Should make a nice addition
to the Starfleet Museum.

- What went wrong?
- I'm not sure, sir.

The closer I got to 2.2,

the more trouble
I had keeping the field stable.

You were ordered to abort.

The abort call was premature.

We had some instability
on the previous tests,

but it always settled down.

Your engine design
is obviously unsound.

TRIP: There's nothing wrong
with that engine.

You have something to add,
lieutenant?

Tucker, sir. I'm on Captain Jefferies'
engineering team.

We've never pumped this much
antimatter through the injectors before.

Gonna take us a little time
to get the intermix right.

That's precisely the point.

Your program is moving too quickly.

Just because it took you
a hundred years to crack warp 2,

doesn't mean it'll take us that long.

- Lieutenant.
- Sorry, sir.

He's right.

This is a new engine. It's bound
to have a few bugs to work out.

Those bugs just scattered your ship
across 5,000 kilometers of space

and nearly killed your pilot.

We're not going to get anywhere
without taking some risks.

I know where you stand on this,
commander.

We've got a lot of data to analyze
before we know what happened.

We should be grateful
we only lost the ship.

[PATRONS CHATTERING]

Cyrus.

Cyrus?

Who's Cyrus?

It was my great-grandfather's name.

- Keep trying, Tucker.
- Chester.

How about Rosalie if it's a girl?

Come on, give me a hint.

She's had names for her kids
picked out since she was 10.

Says she'll marry the first man
to guess them.

What's your name, lieutenant?

Charles Tucker, sir.
But everybody calls me Trip.

Trip?

My dad's Charles Tucker
and so was his dad.

That makes me the third,
so triple, Trip.

Thanks for your help today
with our Vulcan friends, Trip.

My father would have appreciated it.

I don't get it. It's...

It's like they want us to fail.

I gave up trying to figure out
the Vulcans a long time ago.

- Commodore.
- At ease.

- May I?
- Of course.

[ARCHER CLEARS THROAT]

Can I, uh, buy you a drink, sir?

It's the least you could do
after that outburst today.

- I'm sorry, sir. I didn't mean to...
- I'll have a beer, Mr. Tucker.

It's been a while
since I've been in here.

I see it hasn't changed much.

Is there something
on your mind, sir?

I came here to tell you,

at the urging of
the Vulcan Advisory Council,

that Starfleet Command has decided
to put the NX Program on hold.

For how long?

Indefinitely.

RUBY: Gentlemen?
- Uh, one beer.

What do you mean indefinitely?

They wanna go back
to the drawing board, Jon.

Develop a new engine, from scratch.

We have an engine that works now.

If we start over, it'll be decades
before we get into deep space.

Starfleet's made its decision.

Permission to speak freely, sir?

It's your father's engine,
his life's work.

You can't let them do this.

Bourbon, straight up.

[ROBINSON SIGHS]

ARCHER:
I suppose you heard.

This is really gonna throw a wrench
in my career plans.

Thanks.

Last call. Anything else?

I'll have another.

Where have you been all day?

Debriefing.

After the flight surgeons
were done with me,

I got hauled in front of the
Starfleet senior staff and the Vulcans.

- What did you tell them?
- What do you think?

The subspace field destabilized
at warp 2.2.

Primary flight controls failed,
resulting in the loss of the vehicle.

- Aren't you forgetting something?
- What?

The possibility of pilot error.

I'm not interested in your opinion,
lieutenant.

ARCHER:
You should be.

The Vulcans have been leaning on
Starfleet to rein in this program.

You walked in there today,
ruled out pilot error

and told them just
what they wanted to hear.

Our engine doesn't work.

Sorry to be the bearer
of bad news, Archer,

but it doesn't work.

The engine's sound.

We just need more time
to balance the intermix.

- We need more than time.
ARCHER: I agree.

We need a pilot
who listens to orders.

If you'd aborted,
we'd still have a ship

- and probably another chance.
- Another chance to what, get killed?

First sign of trouble,
you should have throttled down.

It wouldn't have made a difference.

- We'll never find out.
- You weren't in that cockpit.

Nothing wrong with that ship.

There's plenty wrong.
You just refuse to see it.

What the hell is that supposed
to mean?

Every time there's a problem
with this project,

you blame it on pilot error

or gravitational anomalies
or some technical malfunction.

Well, you're gonna have to face
the truth this time

because there's nothing left
to point a finger at.

Your father designed a lousy engine.

[ROBINSON & ARCHER
GRUNTING]

That's enough!

Do something.

Hey. Come on, come on.
Break it up! Break it up!

Take it easy, A.G.

Do you think this is gonna get either
of you closer to warp 5?

The fight was interrupted?

Not before I got two bruised ribs
and a cracked molar.

I suppose we'll never know.

Who would have won.

[COMPUTER BEEPING]

Main power is fluctuating.

That's all right. Auxiliary is kicking in.

There was a surge in the EPS grid.

We must be getting close.

Trip said the dark matter
might affect the shuttle's systems.

He'll be happy to hear he was right.

It's probably nothing more
than a simple malfunction.

I don't think so.

Our prelaunch checks were all fine.

Something else caused that surge.

I'm not detecting any dark matter.

Have a little faith, T'Pol.

Even if you're right,
it may be dangerous to proceed.

Another surge
could disable life support.

One thing I learned from A.G.,

you're never gonna get anywhere
without taking risks.

You obviously admired this man.

- Quite a bit.
- And yet he cracked your molar.

[CHUCKLES]

Humans can have funny ways
of forming friendships.

To say the least.

He would have loved it out here.

Too bad he never got the chance.

God knows he earned it.

I thought you said he was responsible
for nearly ending the program.

He was also responsible
for getting it back on course,

with a little help from me and Trip.

I see you're not losing any time.

We're done flying.
No use hanging around.

Here you go.

I'm not clearing out just yet.

Suit yourself.

I've been thinking about
what you were saying last night,

about my father's engine.

- Look, I was out of line.
- You were right.

I wanted to see this thing fly so badly,
it kept me from being objective.

That's good of you to admit,

- but doesn't really matter now.
- It may.

I got my hands on the telemetry
from your flight.

It looks like Tucker was right
about the intermix,

but I think we can compensate for it.

You heard Forrest.
The program is on hold indefinitely.

We can take this to Starfleet, make
a case to get off the ground again.

What about the Vulcans?

They'll look at your data and say
we need to run computer simulations

for another ten years
to prove that you're right.

Commodore Forrest will back us up.

Forrest answers to Starfleet Command.
It's out of his hands.

Even if his two senior pilots insist
that this ship can fly?

If the three of us go in there together,

we might be able
to change their minds.

You just went faster
than any human being ever has,

and now you're gonna walk away?

Let them put the ship in mothballs

when we're so close
to breaking warp 3?

You're always talking
about taking risks.

What have we got to lose?

If you wanna convince the Vulcans,
you'll have to do a lot better

than showing them a bunch
of antimatter calculations.

I'm open to suggestions.

We only lost one ship.
Still have one left.

They'll never give us clearance.

Can you think of a better way
to prove it'll fly?

You wanna talk about taking risks?

You're a great pilot,
maybe as good as me,

but you're never gonna get out
into deep space by playing it safe.

When the first warp-5 starship
is built,

its captain won't be able
to call home every time

he needs to make a decision.
He won't be able to turn to the Vulcans.

Unless he decides to take
one with him.

We should be 20,000 kilometers
inside the nebula.

Let's load up two more charges.

The history of your early warp flights
is well documented.

But I've never read anything
about two Starfleet pilots

stealing the warp-3 prototype.

It wasn't the kind of thing Starfleet
Command wanted to advertise.

Don't you believe me?

I have no doubt it happened,

though I find it difficult to believe
you had to be convinced to participate.

Well, you didn't know me then.

I was a little more by the book.

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

The particle density
has nearly doubled.

Shall we try again?

Perhaps we should head back.

We still have two more charges.
Let's keep looking.

Was your test flight successful?

Promise you won't put this
into the Vulcan database?

We decided on a night launch.

I've routed the intermix controls
to the engineering station.

If it becomes unstable,
you'll be able to adjust it manually.

Thanks.

If I came along,
I could monitor the antimatter flow.

- I'll keep an eye on it.
- You're gonna have your hands full.

ARCHER:
We need you down here.

But don't worry,
you'll get out there someday.

If I had my own ship,
I'd sign you up in a second.

I'm gonna hold you to that.

Thanks, Trip.

No response
from the auxiliary APUs.

That's because they haven't been
installed yet.

How's it coming, Trip?

I've disabled the tracking sensors,

but I'll need a minute
to divert the telemetry.

ARCHER [OVER COM]:
How long?

Don't wait for me.
I'll be ready by the time you break orbit.

Acknowledged.

Not too late to call this off,
head over to the 602 for a beer.

Not on your life.

Anyone notice we're gone yet?

TRIP: No, as far as they know, the
doors are closed and the lights are out.

But New Berlin should be picking
you up in about six minutes.

By the time they figure out
what's going on,

we'll be halfway to Jupiter.

[DOORBELL CHIMES]

Come in.

- You're working late.
- We just got a call.

New Berlin's detected the NX-Beta.

What?

Internal sensors
show it's still in the hangar.

Has anyone bothered to look?

[COMPUTER BEEPING]

Warp field is stable.

Something wrong?

Why don't you take it?

What?

I had the last flight. You're due up.

Besides, you could use the practice.

Hope you and Tucker were right
about that intermix.

We're about to find out.

[COM BEEPS]

FORREST [OVER COM]:
This is Forrest.

What the hell is going on?

ARCHER [OVER COM]:
Just running an engine test, sir.

Archer?

Turn around right now and I'll do
what I can to keep you out of prison.

If you...

Archer!

Perfect.

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

That's warp 2.

[BEEPS]

Here we go again.

I'm reading fluctuations
in the intermix.

ARCHER:
We see it.

[ALARM BEEPING]

[BEEPS]

Your warp field's destabilizing.

Warp 2.15.

You'd better get that intermix
locked down,

because I'm not backing off
till I break your record.

- Got it?
- Almost.

OFFICER:
Come with us, lieutenant.

Unh. NX-Beta, do you read?

ARCHER:
NX-Beta to Commodore Forrest.

You might wanna check
your sensors.

You'll see we're holding steady
at 2.5.

Congratulations.

Now get the hell back here.

Not only was it in violation
of a direct order,

it was utterly reckless, irresponsible
and maybe even criminal.

- Sir...
- I'm not done, commander.

You are both suspended from duty
pending an inquiry.

And by the time Starfleet Command
gets through with you,

you're gonna wish
that you had never come back.

You're supposed to represent the best
that Starfleet has to offer.

Keeping this program on track
is hard enough

without our own officers
undermining it.

What did you think that this stunt
of yours would accomplish?

That just because
you didn't get yourselves killed,

that we'd ignore the data
we've collected,

the testing we've done,

the recommendations of
the Vulcan Advisory Council?

If we follow
all their recommendations,

we'll never make it into deep space.

No one is suggesting
that your warp program be dismantled,

only that Starfleet proceed
with more restraint.

Get Lieutenant Tucker in here.

Ask any engineer on the project,
they'll tell you, this ship can fly.

Archer and I just proved it.

We're ready to go now.

That's not your decision to make.

With all due respect,
it's not yours either.

You're right, sir.

We were reckless.
We knew there'd be consequences.

We knew we'd probably
be thrown out of Starfleet.

You may have been right.

A.G. And I may never fly again,

but it's a small sacrifice to make
if it keeps this project going.

We didn't build this engine
to make test runs around Jupiter.

We built it to explore.

If my father were alive today,
he'd be standing here asking,

"What the hell are we waiting for?"

You obviously weren't dismissed
from Starfleet.

They must have found
your argument convincing.

Convincing enough.

We managed
to avoid a court-martial,

but they grounded us
for three months.

- Still, the NX Program continued.
- Eventually.

The Vulcans had us run
every simulation

they could think of for over a year
before they finally admitted

the engine would probably work.

Eight months after that,
Duvall broke warp 3 in the NX-Delta.

Five years later,
we laid the keel for Enterprise.

You know the rest.

[COMPUTER BEEPING]

The particle density
has increased again.

I'd hate to see those last two charges
go to waste.

Anything on sensors?

It appears so.

Fascinating.

This data will certainly cause
a debate at the Science Directorate.

T'Pol,

come up and look at this a minute.

I have to monitor the quantum field.

Let the sensors do it.

That's why A.G. And I
worked so hard to get out here.

Captain Robinson clearly
wanted to command Enterprise

as much as you did.

He wasn't alone.

But by the end,

A.G. And I
were the only two candidates left.

They made the final selection
six months before we launched.

Maybe I just got lucky.

Thanks.

RUBY:
Congratulations, captain.

To Jonathan Archer,

first skipper
of the starship Enterprise.

Ah.

And one lucky SOB.

- Luck had nothing to do with it.
- It couldn't have been talent.

[ROBINSON CHUCKLES]

I'm just waiting for Forrest to realize
what a horrible mistake he made.

[ARCHER LAUGHS]

Still, they could have done
a lot worse.

Anyway, I'd rather wait
for the NX-02.

Let you make all the mistakes
so I'll have an easier time of it.

To the first skipper of the NX-02.

Ah.

Gotta go.

I'm catching a shuttle
to Alice Springs at 0600.

More survival training.

Night, Ruby.

Good luck, Jon.

Hey.

I'll see you out there.

Captain.

We should start back
if we're going to make our rendezvous.

Right.

- Welcome back. How did it go?
- Your charges were effective.

TRIP:
Was it a good show?

You should have been there.

I'll remember to ask you next time.

I believe there's a human custom
that says

when you discover something
of merit,

you earn the right to name it.

What would you suggest?

The T'Pol Archer Nebula?

I was thinking the Robinson Nebula
would be more appropriate.