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Twice. Twice he's been captured.

And twice he's escaped.

Our magistrate should never
have shown him mercy.

He should have been executed
for his crimes.

You had a simple mission, Duras.

Locate the rebels
that Archer was harboring

and return them to the Empire.

But you failed.

Archer made a fool of you.

We are offering you a chance to regain
your command and your honor.

I will not fail.

- It must be something pretty serious.
- What's going on?

- The captain wants to talk to us.
- About what?

He's speaking to Admiral Forrest.

It's the third time in the last hour.

TRIP:
Well, something's obviously up.

I can't remember the last time
he asked me

to join the senior staff for a briefing.

Maybe it has something to do
with the...

[DOOR OPENS]

There's been an attack on Earth.

What do you mean, attack?

ARCHER:
A probe.

They don't know
where it came from.

It fired a weapon that cut a swath
4,000 kilometers long

from Florida to Venezuela.

There may have been
a million casualties.

A million?

ARCHER:
We've been recalled.

Did they say why?

I didn't ask.

It'll take a while to get back, sir.

MAN [OVER COM]:
Bridge to Captain Archer.

ARCHER: Go ahead.
MAN: It's Admiral Forrest, sir.

Understood.

Set a course, Travis. Warp 5.

[DOORBELL CHIMES]

ARCHER:
Come in.

Excuse me, captain.

Trip.

When you spoke to Admiral Forrest,

did he say what part of Florida
was hit?

ARCHER:
No, I'm sorry.

Ah, she may have been away.

Architects take a lot of trips.

Older or younger?

My baby sister.

When we were in school,

I made sure all the boys in her class
got a good look at me.

None of them ever messed with her.

Maybe she was away.

Ahem. Anything you can tell me
about what the admiral said?

The number of casualties
has been revised.

It's up to 3 million.

Why would someone do this?

[DOORBELL CHIMES]

ARCHER:
Come in.

- I spoke with Ambassador Soval.
- And?

A Vulcan transport located the pod
in central Asia.

They retrieved it and brought it
to Starfleet Headquarters.

- What do they know?
- Very little.

There was a pilot, killed on impact.

- Who the hell was he? What species?
- They don't know.

Did they say anything
about what part of Florida was hit?

T'POL:
No.

Trip's sister lives in Florida.

[COM BEEPS]

Archer.

REED [OVER COM]:
Captain, we've got Suliban ships.

Eight of them.
Approaching at high warp.

Just what we need. Tactical alert.

Hail them.

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

- They're not responding.
- Try again.

The captain.

[DOOR OPENS]

There's someone
who needs to speak with you.

Silik. I knew you'd have something
to do with this.

- Do with what?
- Millions of people.

You killed millions of people.

I'm afraid I don't know
what you're talking about.

That wouldn't be wise, captain.

What the hell am I doing here?

There's someone
who needs to speak with you.

He has information
you should find helpful.

Don't worry, you won't be harmed.

- Information about what?
- Something to do with your species.

It's in great danger.

He can see you more clearly
if you move closer.

- Who is he?
- He wants to talk to you.

It would be foolish to ignore him.

- What do you want?
- Your planet was attacked.

I'm aware of that.

What you're not aware of is why.

The probe was sent by the Xindi.

They learned that their world
will be destroyed by humans

in 400 years.

How would they know what's going
to happen in 400 years?

They were told by people
from the future.

People who can communicate
through time.

ARCHER: Are they the ones
the Suliban are working for?

The Suliban work for me.

ARCHER: So you're the one who tried
to start civil war in the Klingon Empire.

The one who's manipulated
my mission from day one.

The people who have contacted
the Xindi belong to another faction.

The probe was only a test.

The Xindi are building
a far more powerful weapon.

When it is completed,
they will use it to destroy Earth.

Annihilate us
before we can annihilate them.

Why are you telling me this?

The Xindi were not supposed
to learn about their future.

If they deploy this weapon,
it will contaminate the time line.

You must not let that happen.

Why should I believe you?

You have no choice
but to believe me.

If this time traveler
is trying to protect humanity,

why didn't he tell you all of this
before millions of people were killed?

He didn't think we'd believe him.

He's probably right.

I'm sure Starfleet
and the High Command

will find a far more logical explanation
of who attacked Earth.

He may be telling the truth.

If he is, I need your support,
not your damn skepticism.

ARCHER:
Captain's starlog, April 24th, 2153.

The journey home
has been very difficult.

We've now learned
that over 7 million people were lost.

Captain.

That's our sun.

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

A vessel's dropping out of warp.

- Where?
- Two hundred kilometers off port.

Who are they?

They've fired some kind of...

That one took out both
forward phase-cannons.

ARCHER: You still have torpedoes.
- It's a Klingon Bird of Prey.

They want you, sir.

They're saying they won't destroy
Enterprise if you surrender to them.

"Archer's an enemy of the Empire.

He must be brought to justice
if honor is to be regained."

Duras.

Both their nacelles are crippled.

Weapons?

Their cannons are down.

Cease firing.

Prepare a boarding party.

Three ships approaching.

[BEEPS]

- Earth vessels.
- Return fire!

[GRUNTS]

Shields are failing.

- Are they off-line?
- No, sir.

Then keep firing!

We've lost Disruptor Banks 3 and 4!

[GROWLS]

Withdraw! Go to warp speed.

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

It's Captain Ramirez, sir,
on the Intrepid.

- What the hell was that all about?
- A Klingon named Duras.

He's not very fond of me.

Welcome home, captain.

I wish it was under
better circumstances.

I told Command every word
you said.

They're having a hard time buying it.

Do they have a better idea
of who did this?

And how about the Vulcans?

I suppose you think I'm hallucinating.

Our science directorate
has determined

that time travel is impossible.

Are you willing
to risk a second attack?

All I'm asking is to take Enterprise
and find these Xindi.

What do we have to lose,
a single starship?

Seems like a small price to pay

if there's one chance in a million
that he's right.

Do you know where these coordinates
he gave you are?

At warp 5, about a three-month trip.

They're inside the Delphic Expanse.

What's that?

A region of space
nearly 2,000 light years across.

Vulcan ships have entered it,
but only a few have returned.

Sounds like you're talking
about the Bermuda Triangle.

SOVAL: There have been reports
of fierce and dangerous species,

unexplained anomalies.

In some regions,
even the laws of physics don't apply.

Twenty years ago, a Klingon vessel
emerged from the Expanse.

Every crewman onboard
had been anatomically inverted,

their bodies splayed open,
and they were still alive.

You'd be more than foolish
to pursue this course of action.

It's a risk I'm willing to take.

And I imagine most of my crew
would be with me.

This is typical of your impulsiveness.

You'd be putting your crew's lives
at stake

when you have no evidence
that anything you were told is true.

We've lost a lot of people
already, Jon.

Starfleet Command
would need some kind of proof

before they'd let you go.

I'm not sure the person I spoke to
was from the future or not,

but he knew this would be
the reaction that I'd get.

So he did give me proof.

FORREST:
Jon?

This is quantum-dating the debris.

Take a look.

The principal alloy in this piece

was synthesized
within the last four years.

This one about a year earlier.

What exactly are you trying
to show us, captain?

Twelve years for this piece.

FORREST: Your point, Jonathan?
- I'm getting to it.

You might find this interesting.

Your scanner's not working properly.

Why is that, sir?

The quantum date reads minus-420.

What's wrong with that?

Quantum-dating always registers
in positive numbers.

Then I guess this one's
not working either.

You said he told you
this faction from the future

could only communicate
through time.

So how do you suggest they got
this component to the Xindi?

I haven't the slightest idea.

But that doesn't change
what's on these scanners.

This fragment's from the future,

unless you have another
explanation.

The lack of another explanation
doesn't make your assumption correct.

I'll speak with Command.

I'd like to take a look in there.

Are you suggesting this is a Xindi?

I sure as hell would like to find out.

This is Doctor Fer'at.

I don't have a lot of time. What's up?

The Vulcan research team
detected traces of pyritic radiation

in the alien debris.

Why didn't Starfleet catch it?

FER'AT: Some of our technology
is still more advanced than yours.

We are going to treat anyone
who got close to the wreckage.

Dr. Fer'at is here to determine
the extent of your exposure.

It shouldn't take long.
Please, have a seat.

Have you experienced
any nausea or dizziness?

No.

- Numbness in your extremities?
- I feel fine.

I was told that you think a piece
of the wreckage came from the future.

I know, Vulcans don't believe
in time travel.

Some of us do.

Tell me, this time traveler you met,
was he humanoid?

- How do you know about that?
- I was briefed before coming here.

He seemed humanoid,
but I couldn't see him that well.

FER'AT: Have you encountered people
from the future before?

A number of times. Does this have
anything to do with the radiation?

FER'AT:
I was just curious.

It must be very difficult to have
so many people question your story.

- Does it upset you?
- Doesn't help.

FER'AT: How does it make you feel?
ARCHER: I told you, it doesn't help.

I can sense some anger
when you talk about this.

It's kind of strange that a Vulcan
would be so interested in my feelings.

Just curious.

Your exposure seems minimal.

You'll require very little treatment.

I imagine you must
have felt very anxious

after meeting someone
from the future.

Why would you imagine that?

- I'm afraid this examination is over.
- I'm nearly finished.

You are finished.
I just checked the Vulcan database.

There's only one Dr. Fer'at listed,

and he's not a pathologist.

He's a psychiatric analyst.

Soval sure is persistent.

What did he want you to do?

Come back with proof
I'm out of my mind?

You come to my Sickbay
under false pretenses.

- Where are your medical ethics?
- I'm just doing what I was told to.

Well, I'm telling you
to get the hell off my ship.

If you wouldn't mind, Phlox,

I'd like you to escort our guest
to the airlock.

Gladly.

I'm so sorry.

TRIP:
The house was over there.

Less than a kilometer.

See over there?
That was the old movie theater.

When we were kids,
if I didn't take my sister with me,

she'd scream like a banshee.

Are you certain she was here
when this happened?

Someone would've heard
from her if she wasn't.

ARCHER:
Captain's starlog, supplemental.

After days of debate,
Starfleet's finally informed me

that we're to proceed
with our new mission.

ARCHER:
The NX02.

She'll be ready to launch
in 14 months.

A long time.

Hopefully, you'll be back
well before then.

Hopefully.

What kind of armaments
will she have?

The same complement of weapons
that you'll have

once the retrofit is done.

Have you told your crew?

This morning.

How many are staying aboard?

Some haven't decided yet,

but I don't think more
than eight or nine will be leaving.

I talked to General Casey
a few hours ago.

His team should be arriving
at 1800 hours.

I was surprised you asked for them.

You think you'll be comfortable
with military onboard?

I don't have a problem
with non-Starfleet personnel.

The general tells me
these are the best he has.

I'm gonna need all the muscle
I can get

when we cross into the Expanse.

You weren't told where in this Expanse
you were supposed to look?

Not even a hint.

This weapon they're building,

did he say how long it was going

- to take them?
- Don't think he would have warned us

if we didn't have chance
of stopping them.

[DOOR OPENS]

Sub-commander.

Is there something I can do
for you?

Are you confident
with your decision, doctor?

What decision would that be?

To remain on Enterprise.

Crewman Fuller just told me
a shuttle's on its way

with 200 snow beetles.

They could be for my replacement.

There isn't a doctor in Starfleet
that would have the slightest idea

of what to do with them.

And what about you?

The High Command
has made it clear

that they don't want me
to enter the Delphic Expanse.

I'm more interested in hearing
what you want.

It's not my place
to disobey the High Command.

Nonsense.

You've done it before.

It's interesting, you and I,

the only aliens onboard this vessel.

To go or to stay?

For me, it was a simple question
of loyalty toward the captain

and the sad realization

that he'll need me more than ever
on such a crucial mission.

But for you,
it's a more difficult decision.

Does your allegiance lie
with the High Command

or with Captain Archer?

This just arrived, doctor.

Ah.

Thank you, doctor.

[PHLOX CHITTERING]

Photonic torpedoes.

Their range is over 50 times greater
than our conventional torpedoes,

and they have a variable yield.

They can knock the com array off
a shuttlepod without scratching the hull

or they can put a three kilometer
crater into an asteroid.

How long is it gonna take
to reconfigure the tubes?

Well, we've got three teams
working on it.

They promised me it'll be done
before we leave space dock.

But I've got to start integrating them
into the power grid.

Let's go.

Is there going to be
some kind of service?

- For Lizzie?
- Mm-hm.

If you're talking about a funeral,

it's kind of pointless
when there's nothing left.

I guess I was talking
about a memorial.

My sister wasn't big on memorials.

I read there was a day
of remembrance for the victims

a couple of months ago.

I'm sorry you missed it.

Why are you so obsessed
with memorials?

- I'm not obsessed.
- She's dead.

So are 7 million others.

She was no more important
than any of them.

She was more important to you.

There's nothing wrong
with admitting that.

I'm getting real tired of you telling me
what I can and can't do.

And while we're at it, I don't need you
to remind me that Elizabeth was killed.

So just let it alone.

Maybe you should pay more attention
to upgrading your weapons

so you can blow the hell out of these
bastards when we find them.

With all due respect, admiral,
what is the point in me watching this?

Is it supposed to frighten me,
make me change my mind

about commanding this mission?

It's important for you to see
what you'll be facing.

The Vaankara was in the Delphic
Expanse for less than two days

when we received a distress call.

This transmission
arrived six hours later.

[VULCANS SHOUTING
INDISTINCTLY ON SCREEN]

Less than an hour later,
the Vaankara was destroyed.

There was no indication
of a malfunction or an attack.

Are you suggesting the crew
was responsible?

I'm suggesting
you reconsider this mission.

ARCHER:
Is there anything else, sir?

SOVAL:
I need to speak with you, T'Pol.

SOVAL: If all goes well, you should be
able to return to your duties on Earth

within a year.

That is, if you're still interested.

You haven't been back to Vulcan
for some time.

You may find your assignment

at the Ministry of Information
refreshing.

I don't understand why I can't stay
in San Francisco.

You've spent far too much time
with humans.

It would be best if you return home
for a while.

You thought it was crucial
to place a Vulcan on Enterprise

during its first mission.

Why not now?

You were there to provide logic
to a crew of humans

who insisted on leaving
before they were ready.

But logic can't help them
inside the Delphic Expanse.

Can you be certain of that?

The High Command
was quite specific.

You're to return to Vulcan.

I believe that should be my decision.

This is not a matter of choice.

Defying the High Command
would mean immediate dismissal.

You know that.

Soval agreed to let us take her back
to Vulcan, if it's all right with you.

It's not that far out of your way.

How's that last refit team doing?

Scheduled to be done by 0600.

I could tell you there are a lot of people
counting on you.

But I don't need to do that, do I?

No, sir.

Good luck, Jon.

- Have they gone to warp?
- Not yet.

Charge weapons

and prepare to bring them online.

ARCHER: It's bad enough one of us
is up in the middle of the night.

How's Porthos holding up?

If no people have returned
from the Delphic Expanse,

I doubt any dogs have.

He must be doing better than we are.

He's fast asleep.

Have you picked
a new science officer?

No.

You're gonna miss her, aren't you?

When they first assigned her,
I felt like strangling Soval.

Ah, she does kind of grow on you.

I would think you'd be the first one
to show her to the airlock.

No.

To Henry Archer.

Wonder what he would've thought

if he knew his engine
was gonna help save the human race.

When I got this job,
commanding the first warp 5 ship

was about as big a responsibility
as I could have imagined.

Then we began running
into so many bad guys,

and I had to start thinking more
about the safety of 83 people.

And now the stakes
have gotten a lot bigger.

Weight of the world, Trip.

Literally.

I can't wait to get in there, captain.

Find the people who did this.

Tell me we won't be
tiptoeing around.

None of that noninterference crap

T'Pol's always shoving
down our throats.

Maybe it's a good thing
she's leaving.

We'll do what we have to, Trip.

Whatever it takes.

It's Duras.

You've been wanting to test
those new torpedoes.

REED: What yield?
- Start low.

We just want
to get them off our backs.

[GRUNTS]

- What was that?
- Antimatter warheads.

Increase shielding
and target their weapon ports!

- They're still on our back, sir.
- Bring the yield up 50 percent.

[ALARM BLARING]

I told you
to target their weapon ports!

Their hull plating's been enhanced.

Our warp drive is failing.

[GROWLS]

They're dropping to impulse.

Stand down weapons, sir?

How long will it take them
to repair their engines?

- Impossible to determine.
- Give me an educated guess.

Three hours, possibly more.

What's our speed?

Warp 3, sir.

Go to 4-5.

If we can make it to Vulcan space
before they get their engines back,

they'll think twice
about giving us any more trouble.

[DOORBELL CHIMES]

Come in.

Ensign Mayweather
says we're two days from Vulcan.

Why don't you sit down?

Just think, in two days,
you'll be eating real Vulcan food.

Chef's done an adequate job
of approximating Vulcan cuisine.

Well, you never did care
for the way we smell.

At least you won't have to put up
with that anymore.

I've gotten used to it.

How about all those emotions
we bombard you with every day?

I've grown accustomed to that
as well, somewhat.

[SIGHS]

You're not making this easy.

There's gotta be something
you're looking forward to back home.

I don't wish to return to Vulcan.

What?

I want to remain aboard Enterprise,
if you'll allow me to.

It's not a question
of my allowing you.

The High Command
would never agree to it.

I've decided
to resign my commission.

Why?

You've worked so hard, T'Pol.

You're taking Enterprise
into a very dangerous place.

This is no time for me to leave.

We'll be all right.

You need a science officer,

whether she's a member
of the High Command or not.

I've been thinking
about who to promote.

You need me, captain.

Keeping away from those Klingons

isn't going to be as easy
as we thought.

Sir?

We're not going to Vulcan.

Mr. Mayweather,

set a course
for the Delphic Expanse.

Aye, sir.

ARCHER:
Captain's starlog, supplemental.

We've been traveling at warp 5
for seven weeks.

The crew is anxious
to begin our mission.

Distance?

Nearly a million kilometers.

Looks a hell of a lot closer than that.

A common mistake
when viewing something of this size.

Magnify.

TRIP:
Not very helpful.

It's not that dense
all the way through, is it?

The Vulcans said the Expanse
is surrounded

by thick layers
of thermobaric clouds.

When their last ship went in, it took
them almost six hours to get through it.

Anything on long-range sensors?

Nothing beyond the perimeter.

Point-two impulse, Travis.

Let's head in.

Anything?

Nothing yet.

We've been in here
for more than six hours.

Let's be patient.

We launched
the communications buoy, sir.

We got a test signal through
to Starfleet.

- Keep them apprised of our position.
HOSHI: Aye, sir.

[COMPUTER BEEPING]

Got something?

T'POL: Yes.
- Probably the buoy.

Not unless you launched
three of them.

The targeting scanners
won't lock on.

Then get closer.

Thought you said Klingons
wouldn't go into the Expanse!

We're not in the Expanse yet.
Hold your course.

Go to full impulse.

I wouldn't recommend that, captain.

Intake manifolds are having
a tough enough time as it is.

You heard me, Travis.

They're keeping up with us, sir.

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

- We're being hailed.
- Put it up.

- Surrender or be destroyed.
- Go to hell.

You're outgunned, Archer.

Come about and prepare
to be boarded.

If you don't obey my orders, I'll...

The perimeter cloud is dissipating.

I'm detecting clear space ahead.

That's why Duras wants us
to come about.

He's afraid of the Expanse.

Increase speed, Travis.

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

The other ships
are going to turn back.

Cowards.

We'll do it ourselves.

We're too close to the Expanse.

[BOTH GRUNT]

Only one left, sir.

Keep firing.

The Expanse
is less than five minutes away.

Maybe he'll turn around
like his friends.

I wouldn't bet on it.

Your new torpedoes aren't having
the same effect as last time.

Duras has transferred shields forward.
Our weapons can't penetrate them.

[BOTH YELL]

We just lost three antimatter injectors,
captain.

Any more and we're in big trouble.

If he's transferred his shielding
forward,

what's protecting his stern?

Does it matter? He's chasing us.

- What's protecting his stern?
- Minimal shielding.

Think you can pull off an L-Four
at this speed?

I can try, sir.

Then look for the densest cloud
formation you can find.

Captain Archer to all hands.
Hold on.

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

Captain.

Looks good to me.

Where are they?

Fire.

[YELLS]

Nice going, Travis.

I hope you don't ask me
to do that too often, sir.

The Expanse is ahead, captain.

Did you lose any more
of those injectors?

No, sir.

We're good to go.

Sure you still want to tag along?

It's only logical.

Straight and steady,
Mr. Mayweather.

Let's see what's in there.