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How serious?

The swelling
could inhibit her breathing.

I told you to notify me. You're saying
this has been going on for days?

Monitoring equipment didn't detect
the symptoms until this morning.

It isn't calibrated
for this type of patient.

Well?

Fever's diminished.
She's fighting it off.

That's good news for both of you.

Intravascular pressure
has stabilized.

Blood oxygenation is good.

She looks so innocent.

It's almost possible
to forget what she represents.

We don't want to disturb her.

No.

ARCHER:
Captain's starlog, January 19th, 2155.

Enterprise has been called home

for what could prove to be
a pivotal moment in human history.

SAMUELS: Having endured
a catastrophic world war,

Earth's governments came
to this city

for the purpose of creating a just
and lasting peace among nations.

Today we have assembled here again,
representatives of numerous worlds,

to forge an unprecedented alliance.

With this Coalition of Planets,

we seek to strengthen our bonds
of friendship,

render permanent the peace
that now exists among us

for the ongoing exploration
of our galaxy.

Let us dedicate ourselves
to these worthy goals

so that future generations
can look back upon this moment

with pride and eternal gratitude.
Thank you.

People are watching.

Nobody knows that better than him.

Clap louder. That's an order.

Ah. I thought it was a fine speech.

Just missing a few names.

You'd think this was all his idea.

It's not about who gets credit.

He could have at least
mentioned Enterprise.

Who does he think got the Andorians
and Tellarites talking?

I'm sure history
will reflect our contribution.

Not if he's writing it.

That's enough.

I hope I didn't embarrass myself
too much.

Far from it, minister.

Call me Nathan.

I want to thank you again
for attending.

Having Enterprise here
seems to put everyone at ease.

People feel comfortable
in the presence of heroes.

Whatever we can do to help.

Well, it certainly helps that the
delegates can understand each other.

These universal translators
work perfectly, thanks to you.

I just updated them with a few things
we picked up on the mission.

Whatever you did,
they're extremely precise.

Though, when I'm listening
to the Tellarite ambassador,

I wish they were just
a little less precise.

You've set a formidable goal,

the drafting of a charter
in six weeks.

I've always believed that formidable
goals produce formidable results.

I decided to stop waiting.

- For what?
- You to come over and say hello.

You were busy working.

We never had a problem
mixing work and pleasure.

Smile.

Ugh, I never could get you to smile
for the camera.

How have you been, Gannet?

Busy. There haven't been many
slow news days since the Xindi attack.

I hear you're gonna be
in the neighborhood a while?

At least until the conference is over.

We should get together.

If we wait another four years,
we'll have too much catching up to do.

Can't argue with that.

I'll pretend
that was an enthusiastic yes.

Back to work.

Commander Tucker
does have a point.

Enterprise laid the foundation
for this event.

Perhaps it should be you
they're photographing.

Samuels likes the spotlight,
and he's welcome to it.

- They're going to kill her.
- Excuse me?

Don't let them.

I... I'm sorry.

It's a phase-pistol wound.

She's going into shock.
Get me a medkit!

[DOOR OPENS]

PHLOX: I just received word
from Starfleet Medical.

The wound was too severe.

She didn't survive.

Do they think
it could have been self-inflicted?

They didn't say.

Do we know who she was?

Her name was Susan Khouri.

She was a medical technician.

She'd been having
some emotional trouble.

Took a leave from work
over a year ago.

Any idea who the hair belonged to?

I have a very good idea.

It was from a child.

No more than 6 months old.

I used every DNA identification
protocol I'm aware of.

I even used a Klingon procedure.

Go ahead.

It contains Vulcan and human DNA.

I had the computer search for any
matches in the Starfleet databank.

When I got the results,
I ran the search three more times,

just to be certain.

And?

According to every analysis,
this child is the offspring

of Commander Tucker
and Commander T'Pol.

[DOORBELL CHIMES]

Come in.

We gotta talk about this.

It's difficult to talk about something
that doesn't make sense.

Phlox said DNA doesn't lie.

Neither do I.

I've never been pregnant, Trip.

Then how do you explain all this?

I can't.

Do you believe me?

Yeah.

Phlox must be wrong.
That's all there is to it.

If you've never been pregnant,
then you can't have a baby.

Trip, the moment Phlox said
that the child was ours,

I knew it was true.

- But you said you'd never been...
- I haven't.

Then what are you saying?

I can't explain how it exists,
but I know it does.

There's a child out there,
and it's ours.

How do you know that?

I'm Vulcan.

Fortunately, the news hasn't spread
to the general public

and I'd like to keep it that way.

If we made an announcement,

someone might come forward
with information.

An announcement of this nature
could derail the conference.

How?

You haven't spent much time
on Earth lately.

After the Xindi attack,

there was a dangerous increase
in xenophobia.

We got a taste of it.

It died down somewhat,
but not completely.

There are still people out there
who want us to stay

in our little corner of the galaxy.

The news of a Vulcan-human hybrid
could inflame them,

give them something to rally against.

We're talking
about more than a small minority.

As I said,
you've been away for a while.

Maybe I just have a little more faith
in humanity than you do.

Can't afford to operate on faith.

There's more at stake here
than a simple trade agreement.

You fought the Xindi.
You know better than anyone

how Earth's survival depends
on alliances with other species.

We don't have the Vulcans
watching our backs anymore.

This isn't about finding someone else
to watch our backs.

All I'm saying
is that there's strength in numbers.

All right.

I was hoping you'd have some word
on the investigation.

My engineer and science officer
are eager to get some answers.

Oh, I'm sure they are,
but I've heard nothing new.

There's got to be something
we can do.

Starfleet investigators
are more than capable of handling this.

I suggest we let them do their job.

I'll notify you
the moment I hear something.

I appreciate your cooperation.

[BEEPS]

REED [OVER COM]: Reed.
- It's Captain Archer.

I want you to talk to an old friend.

MAN: The last time we spoke, you
asked me to never contact you again.

I contacted you.

Susan Khouri.

- First we need an understanding.
- About what?

That by speaking to me, you're back
in the game. Simple as that.

Who was she?

She was more than just
an emotionally troubled nurse.

She was a member of an underground
isolationist movement, Terra Prime.

I've heard of them. They want
to stop all contact with alien species.

They believe
it's corrupting our way of life.

They made a lot of noise
back when Enterprise was launched.

They had a resurgence
following the Xindi attack.

We think Khouri was trying
to leave the movement.

That's why they killed her?

Her defection may have had
something to do with the child.

I was getting to that.

The child belongs to two
of your crewmen. You tell me.

My crewmen know nothing about it.

That doesn't seem likely, does it?

I believe them.

I admire your loyalty.

We think Terra Prime is involved,
that they're planning something.

You just don't know what?

We suspect it has something to do
with the child.

Find it, and we'll have the answers.

You recruited her.

I needed her expertise.

I thought she was reliable.

Obviously, you were mistaken.

If she'd told them anything truly
damaging, I think we'd know it by now.

We can't be sure
what she told them.

Anyway, I'm more concerned
with why she turned away from us.

I think that she might have become
attached to the patient.

She spent a great deal of time
caring for it.

And what about you?

Me?

Yes. You've spent as much time
with that child as she did.

I feel no differently about it
than anyone else that I've treated.

This isn't anyone else.

This is an abomination.

And when the time comes,
it will be treated as such.

I understand.

Well, I'm gonna miss this place.

The simplicity.

There's no middle ground here.

And I can see the Earth.

Send in Greaves on your way out.

Yes, sir.

I gave the men your message.

We'll be ready at a moment's notice.

Tell them
I appreciate their hard work.

They already know.

There's one other thing,
a loose end that needs tying up.

Put together a group,

have them meet me
at the third junction, say, one hour.

Done.

The Tellarites are pushing
for an embargo against the Orions.

They claim
they've been attacking freighters.

We've traded with the Orions
for centuries.

We would have known
of these attacks.

It's Tellarite slander.

You have to appreciate
their point of view.

AMBASSADOR:
The Tellarites only want to deprive us

of valuable commerce.

Coridan will never agree
to any trade sanctions.

Ambassador, Captain Archer.

Ambassador.

I need to contact my government
about today's developments.

Excuse me.

How can I help you?

I want everything Starfleet has
on the investigation.

Why come to me?

Because the chief investigator
turned me down.

You can change his mind.

I can't do that. I'm sorry.

Susan Khouri was a member
of Terra Prime.

If that's true, it's extremely troubling.

Not as troubling
as something else we learned.

You were once a member.

It seems you're doing fairly well
investigating on your own.

That's why
you wanted this kept quiet.

I've already explained why
there was a need for secrecy.

I was very young
when I joined Terra Prime.

You were 18.

Didn't you make
any questionable choices

when you were that age, captain?

It was a stupid mistake. I was a fool.

My father had died
in a freighter accident

and I blamed the pilot,
who happened to be Denobulan.

We all have our demons.
I've exorcised mine.

I don't care what you did
when you were young, minister.

I need your help.

Hmm.

I underestimated you.

I suppose I'm not the first person
to make that mistake.

You'll have your case file
within the hour.

Thank you.

[DOORBELL CHIMES]

Hmm. Can't decide

if I like you better in uniform or not.

What are you doing here?

I've been assigned
to do a story on Enterprise.

Hmm. They can build a ship
that goes faster than light

but can't give you
a decent-sized room.

A story?

It's told from the perspective
of the crew.

It'll cover the missions,
the perils, life in space.

So shall we start with a tour?

I've got some work to do.

You're not on duty.

Gannet.

Okay,
so maybe I wasn't assigned the story.

Maybe I suggested the idea
to my editor.

He know how you feel
about space exploration?

That it's the last vestige
of colonial impulse?

I only said that to keep you
from signing on to this mission.

Find another story to do.

It's too late.
It's due a week from today.

Then find another source
for your information.

Why are you avoiding me?

Can you give me one reason
why I shouldn't avoid you?

We both called it off.

It was a mutual decision.

And it looks like
you've changed your mind.

I haven't decided yet.

That's the first honest thing
you've said.

So reward me
by giving me that tour.

Got a minute?

Certainly.

This baby...

Can you tell if it's a boy or a girl?

- It's a girl.
- Girl.

Is it okay?
I mean, part human and part Vulcan.

Vulcan and human physiology
are not all that dissimilar.

From the evidence,
there's no reason to believe

she's anything but perfectly healthy.

That's good to hear.

You'll also be interested to know
she has your eyes and T'Pol's ears.

I still can't believe it.

I'm in something of a quandary
about it myself.

Especially since T'Pol's
never been pregnant.

Well, she could have gotten pregnant
and not told me about it.

Ah.

And she had the embryo removed,
also without your knowledge?

I believe you know the answer
to that theory, commander.

Yeah, I guess I do.

We'll get to the bottom of this
soon enough.

Until then, I suggest
you keep any such theories to yourself.

That's good advice.

You know, my father
always wanted a granddaughter.

He bugged my sister about it
constantly.

[CHUCKLES]

It seems he got his wish.

Whew.

[CROWD APPLAUDING
ON SCREEN]

In the shadow
of this incalculable devastation,

we find ourselves
facing a colossal challenge.

There's an entire world to rebuild.

Not only our cities and homes
but mankind itself.

Now is not the time for timidity
and second-guessing.

We cannot afford
to doubt ourselves.

The Third World War
had just ended,

and the cease-fire
was barely 2 years old.

Unless we act decisively,

we will pass on the scars
of mutation and decay

to future generations.

Colonel Green.

One of the many men
history has misunderstood.

For the sake of our children
and our children's children,

we must reject the impure
and cast it out.

[CROWD CHEERING
AND APPLAUDING ON SCREEN]

Before my father died
and left me this facility,

I was studying to be an historian.

Until I had a very verbal confrontation
with a certain professor

who claimed
that Green was nothing more

than a genocidal madman.

Sounds like
we had the same professor.

Green euthanized hundreds
of thousands

who were afflicted
with radiation damage.

Their millions of descendants
would have endured horrible disease,

yet history,
history never says anything

about that suffering
that Green prevented.

Guess it all depends
on who writes the history.

Makes me wonder
if I'll be remembered

with any more accuracy.

I don't think you're going
to be misunderstood.

Really? Sometimes I'm not certain
I understand myself.

We did what we had to do,
not what we wanted to do.

I'm sure Green told himself
the same thing.

He was right, and so are we.

Daniel, you are a wise man.

Medical report on the patient.

Her symptoms are gone.
She's 100 percent.

That's wonderful. Wonderful.
Thank you.

[FIRES]

That was some serious flying,
trying to keep the warp fields aligned.

Columbia was 50 meters above us.

One wrong move and we
would have lost Commander Tucker.

How did you keep your cool?

When I was studying to be a pilot,

I memorized something
Chuck Yeager said:

"I never let myself be afraid.

I just focus on the dials
and concentrate on flying."

GANNET:
That simple, huh?

Most of the time, simple works best.

These are the shuttlepods.

Which one did you use to penetrate
the Sphere in the Expanse?

Shuttlepod 1.

Do you want to see inside?

If it's okay.

Oh. Beautiful little ship.

I always thought so.

Unfortunately,
we use the shuttlepods less and less.

Why?

Getting more comfortable
with the transporter.

Makes sense.
Gets you there in a few seconds.

- Yeah, but there's no skill involved.
- Mm-hm.

Nothing to fly.

I've always had a tendency
to get attached to machines.

It's crazy,
but every time we use the transporter,

I feel we're kind of turning our backs
on these guys.

Well, you can't make a choice
without leaving something behind.

When I saw you at that conference,
I started thinking about things,

decisions I've made.

Is it my imagination,
or are you actually opening up to me?

- Don't do that.
- What?

Whenever things get a little serious,
you always turn it into a joke.

It's a bad habit.

I have a lot of those.

Here's another one.

When I'm attracted to someone,
I can't hide it for long.

You and your bad habits.

The autopsy data confirms
what we already knew.

Susan Khouri was killed
by phase-pistol fire.

The case file contains very little else
in the way of evidence.

Some biographical data on Khouri.
Most of it's out of date.

They don't even know where
she'd been living for the past year.

It's like she dropped off the face
of the Earth.

That may be exactly what happened.

You know something?

Her blood had elevated levels
of growth hormone.

I ran some more tests
and found traces of myofibrilin.

That's what they prescribe
for extended zero-G missions.

It's hardly used anymore
outside of military exercises,

not since the invention
of artificial gravity.

It is still given to workers

in remote places
where artificial gravity isn't practical.

Like mining colonies.

The nearest one is Orpheus,
on the moon.

I have heard that the moon is a hotbed
of Terra Prime activity.

You know, I think Travis has a friend
who worked on Orpheus.

He might be able
to get a couple of us inside.

We could pay a little visit,
undercover.

I wanna be a part of that visit.

I'd like to volunteer as well.

- Tell Travis to see what he can do.
- Yes, sir.

[WORKERS CHATTERING]

ARCHER:
Captain's starlog, supplemental.

With help from Travis' contact,
Trip and T'Pol have been processed

into the Orpheus Mining Facility.

[POWERING UP]

TRIP: This is the second time
we've been through here.

I've seen all this before.

We still have 20 minutes before we
have to report to the foreman.

Maybe you downloaded
an outdated map.

The map is correct.

Maybe you're reading it wrong.

We can ask for directions.

Give me that.

- I think I know what the problem is.
- What?

We're lost.

Let's try that direction.

Any particular reason?

It's the only tunnel I don't recognize.

T'POL: Trip.
- I think we're getting there.

I know you're not convinced
I told you the truth.

About the child.

What do you mean?

You think I might have gotten pregnant
without your knowledge.

I never said that.

I know.

You've been talking to Phlox.

No. Have you?

Look, it's because you're Vulcan,
isn't it?

- That you know all this.
- I believe so.

I'm sick and tired
of this bond we've got.

I don't particularly enjoy it, either.

Listen, for the last time
and for the record, I do believe you.

And if you get any more feelings...
What?

There it is.

Come on, let's go.

MAYWEATHER: I'm glad
we finally left the shuttlepod.

GANNET:
I thought you liked shuttlepods.

MAYWEATHER: I like flying them.
- Hmm.

Sure felt like we were flying.

I have a rule.

If I'm in bed with someone,
they have to be in bed with me.

What was that?

You are not here.

I'm just worried
about some friends of mine.

Want to talk about it?

Heh. I'm under orders
not to talk about it.

That's the last thing
you should tell a reporter.

Let's change the subject.

How come
you haven't settled down?

I'm never gonna settle down.

[GANNET CHUCKLES]

It doesn't mean I'm not gonna
get serious with someone

if the right circumstance
comes along.

And what constitutes
the right circumstance?

I'll know it when it happens.

What did you mean earlier

about reconsidering some decisions
you've made?

I've spent my whole life in space,

going from one place to the next.

Seeing you,

I was wondering, maybe

the next challenge, at least for me,
is to stay in one place for a while.

- Hoshi.
- Hmm?

No word yet from Trip or T'Pol.

Is there anything I can help with?

Six of the universal translators started
confusing Rigelian with Andorian.

There's a glitch somewhere,
but I can't find it.

Carry on.

Fresh off the boat?

One of the S-K models.

They only give them to grubbers.

I guess you found me out.

[CHUCKLES]

Josiah.

Turner.

- What brings you to this dumpsite?
- Ah, change of scenery.

Yeah, that's what I was after too.

Only it wasn't the landscape
I got sick of.

At least there aren't as many of them
up here.

Seems like everywhere you go,

humans are getting to be
an endangered species.

Know what you mean.

Bad enough you can't walk
down the street

without some freak show
scaring the hell out of your kids.

Now the government's making treaties
with them.

Sometimes I wonder
where it's all gonna end.

It's gonna end with human beings
becoming second-class citizens

on their own world.

Someone's gotta make a stand.

Yeah, that's how I feel too.

Some of us are meeting tonight
at 2200.

Level 7, Junction 4.

I think you'll like
what we have to say.

I'll try and make it.

I'll look for you.

I've learned something.

One of the locals isn't very fond
of Vulcans. You were saying?

A doctor from one of the medical
facilities was found dead yesterday.

They think it was a cave-in.

You're not buying it?

He worked at the same clinic
as Susan Khouri.

I think we each know
what we're doing tonight.

Seven million people wiped out
by aliens.

Did the Xindi even apologize?

MAN 1: No.
MAN 2: No.

Did our government
ever demand an apology?

CROWD:
No!

And where are the reparations
for the families of those 7 million?

WOMAN:
Where are the reparations?

And now those same leaders want
to form a coalition

with Tellarites, Andorians, Rigelians,
Coridanites and Vulcans.

Vulcans who not too long ago
massacred 45 humans

working at the Earth embassy.

Nathan Samuels claims

that future generations will look back
on this era with pride.

But if things keep going
the way they're going,

there won't be
any future generations.

At least not human.

MAN 3:
Yeah, you're right. You're right.

I love humanity too much
to sit by and let that happen.

[BEEPS]

[GRUNTS]

It's estimated that there are at least
5,000 unregistered aliens on Earth.

Now, another study puts that figure
at 10,000.

This insanity is the direct result
of our government's policy

and the enforcers of that policy,
Starfleet.

[CROWD SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

We need to send a message
to the people in power.

And there's someone here tonight
who is going to help us do just that.

Commander Tucker

of the starship Enterprise.

All that stuff I said
about leaving the ship...

Of course it's off the record.

While you're on duty,
you mind if I stay here and work a bit?

[DOORBELL CHIMES]

I need to speak to Gannet.

Something wrong?

- Come with us.
- Where?

What's going on?

She's not here to do a story
on Enterprise, Travis.

She's a spy for Terra Prime.

- Are you all right?
- I think so.

TRIP: What did you do to her?
- Hey, hey.

Not nearly enough.

It's not worth it, Romeo.

Juliet's in good hands.

The two star-crossed lovers.

I can't help but wonder whether
your little drama will end happier

than that famous double suicide
in a medieval tomb.

Who the hell are you?

John Frederick Paxton.

I run this facility.

TRIP: Not for long.
- You're right there, commander.

My mining business
is about to take a turn for the worse.

Daniel, get started.

- You're behind this.
- Behind this? No.

I lead this, and proudly too.

Before you ask,
your child is safe and sound.

Finally sleeping through the night.

I'd forgotten how much trouble
a newborn can be.

- I wanna see her.
- No.

And "no" is a word that Starfleet better
get used to hearing from now on.

Because up until today,
it's always been "yes," hasn't it?

Yes, yes, go right ahead,
roam the stars.

Yes, inform potentially hostile species
of the whereabouts of Earth.

Yes, entrust the entire future
of our world

to nonhuman creatures
who don't even feel like we do.

Yes, promote the total degradation
of mankind

by encouraging
alien-human relations.

Well, "yes" is a word
that ends here and now.

I'm returning Earth
to its rightful owners.

I am giving Earth back to humanity,

back to human beings.

It is my life's work.
It is what I was born to do,

and there is no one,
not an alien, not a human,

that will stop me from achieving it.

My father designed this facility.

He knew that mining
was an unpredictable business.

Mines tap out, veins dry up.

Everyone's aboard, sir.

Go to launch mode, Daniel.

You're an engineer.
I think you'll appreciate this.

Take a good long look.

Where are we going?

For you, this will be like a walk
across the street.

Lock it up.

You better hang on to something.
She gets a little rusty out of the gate.

You reconfigured
your universal translator

to record messages
from all the other translators.

You were spying on the delegates.

You accidentally triggered
an ID protocol in the network.

I tracked it back to the source.

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

You sure know what everyone else
was talking about.

Maybe she was after a story.

It doesn't mean she worked
for Terra Prime.

We did a background check.

In the last month, you made three trips
to the lunar colony.

Is that a crime?

Depends
on what you're doing there.

- I was on assignment.
- For?

My news agency.

Your editor claims
he never sent you.

Look, if I'm under arrest...

Two of my crewmen
are at Orpheus Mining Complex.

We've lost contact with them.

- I don't know anything about your...
- Are they in danger?

I wanna speak with counsel.

Now.

Take her to the Brig.

Get her whoever she wants.

WOMAN [OVER COM]:
Bridge to Captain Archer.

I'm sorry, Travis.

- Archer.
- A large vessel is taking off

from the mining facility.

Can you identify it?

Sir, sensors indicate
it is the mining facility.

[BEEPS]

We're being hailed.
It's Starfleet Command.

- Ignore them. Reactor status?
GREAVES: Ready.

- You're going to warp?
- A five-second burst.

- Inside the system?
- We'll be lucky if we don't fly apart.

I plan on luck.

- Go.
- Ten seconds.

Hail them.

- Pursuit course, Travis.
- Aye.

No response, sir.

Tell Starfleet Command
we're going after them.

We're in Mars orbit.

All systems functioning.

That was a magnificent piece of flying,
Daniel.

That's yet to come.

Impress me again.

Taking us down.

Let's see it.

Slowing our descent.

Tie us in.

It's ours.

Let's take in the view.

This is where it all begins.

Josiah.

They're on the surface.

ARCHER:
Where?

They've landed
near the verteron array.

It's used to redirect comets.

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

They're sending a subspace message
on all frequencies.

My name is John Frederick Paxton.

I've just taken over the verteron array
on Mars.

I can now fire on any ship or facility
in the system.

He's targeted Earth's moon.

I have no intention
of using this weapon again

provided that every single nonhuman
in our system leaves immediately.

A new era is at hand,

an era that will expose the concept
of interspecies unity

as an absolute and vicious lie.

An era that will witness the advent
of a human-centered consciousness

that will place our world
before all others.

As of this moment, mankind casts off
the shackles of alien interference

and now determines its own fate.

Terra Prime forever.