Captain's Starlog, Supplemental.
I'm beginning to wonder if inviting the Kreetassans aboard was such a good idea.
It's been a challenging morning to say the least.
Tostka jstratta yroorcoor!
Did you get that?
Tostka... "insult." Some kind of an insult.
- He's insulting us or we insulted them? - I'm not sure.
- Tostka! - Ask what we did wrong.
- Kjass... skjask las? - Hwajat ajhakjahs!
Well?
- "You eat like you mate"? - You sure that thing's working?
Sasooratt!
- I think they want to leave. - That much is obvious.
Whatever we've done to offend you... I apologize.
Jhaaratun yiitooratt... loorii.
Sasooratt!
Well, this is one for the books... briefest First Contact.
Song: "Faith of the Heart" It's been a long road
ENTERPRISE Getting from there to here
ENTERPRISE It's been a long time
But my time is finally near
And I will see my dream come alive at last
Based upon "STAR TREK" by Gene Roddenberry I will touch the sky
And they're not gonna hold me down no more
Scott Bakula as Capt Janathan Archer No, they're not gonna change my mind
Scott Bakula as Capt Janathan Archer 'Cause I've got faith of the heart
John Bilingsley as Dr. Phlox I'm going where the heart will take me
I've got faith to believe
Jolene Blalock as Subcommander T'Pol I can do anything
Dominic Keating as Lietenant Malcolm Reed I've got strength of the soul
startrek.cyworld.com No one's gonna bend or break me
Anthony Montgomery as Ensign Travis Mayweather I can reach any star
myhome.naver.com/witewave I've got faith
Linda Park as Ensign Hoshi Sato I've got faith
Connor Trinneer as Command Trip Tucker Jr. Faith of the heart
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022 [1x22] Vox Sola
- Does anybody hear that? - What? The static?
- Frequency distortions mixed in with the static. - You've got better ears than we do.
- It's coming from the com system. - Have you run a diagnostic?
Twice.
Guess today is just not my day.
- How's the translation coming along? - Slowly.
- "Hwajat-- " their word for eat. - What about it?
With the emphasis on the first syllable, hwa - jat it means "to mate."
I can see how that might cause some confusion over dinner.
Context is critical in every language but Kreetassan has the most subtle variations I've ever seen.
The same word can have a dozen different meanings.
We rely on you to recognize the difference, Ensign.
- Do you think it was my fault? - I didn't say that.
You implied it.
I simply noted that linguistic matters fall within your responsibility.
For all we know it was Mr. Tucker's table manners that offended them.
But you think if I picked up the language faster they might have not stormed off the ship.
There's no need to react emotionally. Try to learn from failure.
It could hel your next first contact be more successful.
Thanks.
Commander, I'm picking up some kind of interference on the com system... a high-frequency distortion.
- Is it a problem? - Mostly just irritating.
- I'll track it down first thing in the morning. - Thanks.
- Is he in there? - Yes.
- How's his mood? - Now might not be the best time.
I'll take my chances.
It better be important.
Prime rib tonight. Real horseradish.
Thanks. I'll have the steward send some up.
Thought we'd set a course for this brown dwarf system. Looks interesting.
I can't wait.
In the meantime why don't we shoot a little nine ball? You can break.
Maybe later.
I was going to save this for a rainy day, but... Stanford versus Texas.
- The finals? - Fresh out of the subspace mailbag.
You've been threatening to teach me the finer points of the game.
Unless you're too busy with your brown dwarves.
What if they just don't like being touched?
Remember how uncomfortable they looked when the Captain tried to shake their hands?
They looked that way the entire time.
Besides, they didn't really lose their temper until they arrived here in the mess hall.
- Are you staying for the movie tonight? - What's playing?
Wages of Fear. Classic French film.
No, you'll like it. Things blow up.
Hmm. Sounds fun.
- Hoshi? - No, thanks. I'm turning in early.
We might need a translator. Those subtitles go by pretty fast.
I've had enough language problems for one day.
- We're going to have to sit in the back. - One minute.
- I hate missing the beginning. - It's on the computer. You can watch it whenever you want.
It's not the same. I don't want to go back and see the first part after you know how it ends.
The power just went out on "D" deck. Cargo bay two.
- The lighting grid's down. - It's probably just a blown relay.
Leave it for the night shift.
If it's just a blown relay it'll take you ten minutes to fix.
Here. The com's out, too.
- 2?hours? - Two hours and 24 minutes.
Seems awfully long for a movie about four men and a truck.
- You'll be on the edge of your seat. - You promised me explosions.
Don't worry.
This is all wrong. Excuse me. Excuse me.
- Reed to Bridge. - Go ahead, Lieutenant.
We're trying to watch a movie down here but instead, we're being treated to a view of you.
So unless you're planning on giving us a little song and dance
maybe you could see what's gone wrong.
Come on. Come on. Yes!
- Goal for Stanford! - Deep enough so that no one can touch the bottom.
I didn't know it was such a rough game.
Think of it as one part basketball one part swimming and one part wrestling.
I thought it was just a bunch of guys screwing around in a pool.
Engineering.
Michael, is that you?
Hello?
Nice goal!
Did you see the way number 12 set him up? He's called the "point man," right?
Very good. I told you. Best sport in the world.
I'll still take a great off-tackle run out of the backfield but I can see how you can get hooked on this.
- Thanks for thinking of it. - My pleasure.
Now keep watching while Texas trounces your sorry California butts.
- You haven't watched the end of this, have you? - Of course not.
Hello?
What the hell was that?
Number eight on Texas just fouled one of my boys. He's going to be ejected for 20 seconds.
Is that fair? It gives you guys an advantage.
Well, that's the point.
I don't suppose it'd be practical to put a pool on the ship.
I wouldn't want to be taking a swim if the gravity plating went off- line.
No.
- Kelly to the Captain. - Go ahead.
Sir, I'm in cargo bay two and there's some kind of life-form in here.
- Life-form? - It's got Rostov, sir.
- He's still conscious, but he can't... - Crewman?
Weapons to stun.
Captain?
Sir?
Careful.
The light.
- She's alive. - Captain?
- Leave. Leave. - Crewman?
Leave.
Captain!
Get out of here! Go!
This thing appears to be growing There's no telling if it'll get out of the cargo bay.
- I recommend we evacuate the entire deck. - How'd it get onboard?
The last time we opened the airlock we were docked with the Kreetassans.
You think they left us a little souvenir?
Our encounter didn't go well but I doubt we gave them reason to attack us.
We're not even certain that the organism's hostile.
You didn't see that thing go after the Captain. It seemed hostile enough to me.
The Kreetassans might know something about this thing.
I can start scanning for their ship try to pick up their warp trail.
We'll need to communicate with them better than last time.
I'll do my best.
T'Pol to Dr. Phlox. Report.
I'm preparing to examine the specimen. Would you care to observe?
Yes. Stand by.
You'll note that even though it's been severed from its body it survives independently
not unlike the common earthworm or the Neethian cradlefish.
Do you think that's wise, Doctor?
Possibly not, but I'm going to need a tissue sample if I hope to learn more about its physiology.
That'll be quite enough.
- This is no earthworm. - Doctor?
Look at the synaptic activity.
This organism possesses a very sophisticated nervous system.
It could be capable of higher mental functions.
If it's intelligent maybe we can communicate with it.
The frequency distortions they look a lot like the phonetic patterns in certain Andorian dialects.
With all due respect, Hoshi, we're not talking about nouns and verbs here.
It could take you days to learn a language like that even if it is one.
What other choice do we have? Give me a chance.
- I'm sorry, Ensign, there isn't enough time. - Sub-Commander...
We need to neutralize it, quickly. You said phase pistols had no effect?
- None that I could tell. - Then I suggest you find a method that does.
If I may the organism is highly photo-sensitive.
A sustained burst of EM radiation might be enough to stun the creature.
- Can you assemble some EM emitters? - It'll take a few minutes.
- Why doesn't it just kill us? - Take it easy.
I'm sure T'Pol and Malcolm are doing everything they can to get us out of here.
Can either of you see Crewman Kelly?
- Yes, sir. - How's she look?
She's still breathing.
- Zabel's still unconscious. - Captain?
Yeah.
I imagine in a situation like this they'd cancel the movie.
I imagine so.
I really wanted to see it.
Yves Montand driving explosives through the mountains.
- I'll make sure they reschedule it for next week. - Thank you, sir.
It's working.
- Bridge, something's wrong. - Shut off the emitters.
- Doctor? - Shut them off!
Off.
- What happened? - Their nervous systems appear to be linked to the organism.
They're sharing autonomic functions, neural impulses.
If we continue firing we could end up killing our own people.
- Mr. Reed. Withdraw your team. - Understood.
The rate of symbiosis is increasing.
If we don't find a way to extract them soon their systems will be too integrated with the creature.
I won't be able to separate them.
You wanted a chance to communicate? I suggest you begin.
- How much time do they have? - A few hours at most.
They're metabolic rates are dropping... temperature, respiration.
There must be some way to cut them out of there.
I'm not sure if you appreciate how alien this creature is.
It's not attacking our crewmen it's trying to integrate them into itself.
The end result's the same.
At some point in the very near future there won't be six life-forms in that cargo bay...
there will only be one.
If that thing continues to grow We're going to have to find a way to contain it.
Do you have a suggestion?
Starfleet's been working on creating a stable EM barrier for the last five years.
- A force field? - Right.
They just haven't found a way to control the particle density.
All the specs are in the database. I've been trying to jury-rig a prototype of my own.
And?
I've got it stable enough to absorb a phase pistol blast 60% of the time.
- I think I can improve on that. - I suggest you work quickly.
- I think I found them. - Where?
- Point five-two light years from here. - Lay in a course. I already have.
I've been sending out hails but we're still out of com range.
Let me know as soon as they respond.
- Any progress? - Believe me, you'd be the first to know.
I'm sorry. It's frustrating. I'm not having a lot of luck.
The situation requires expertise, not luck. Maybe I don't have the expertise.
- If you don't no one else aboard Enterprise does. - I'm doing my best.
It was your suggestion that we attempt to communicate with it.
If you don't think that's possible we'll have to find another solution.
I've made a little progress. But our translation matrix isn't designed for this. Look at it.
It's more like a calculus equation than a language.
Mathematics is sometimes considered a form of language.
What I'm trying to say is... that I could use help from someone with a background in higher mathematics.
Perhaps I can assist you.
The Texas goalie can't block to his right because he keeps his hands too deep.
How do you know that?
Captain... I know it, too... and I don't understand anything about water polo.
It's this life-form. It's linking us together somehow.
- We got to get out! - Calm down.
This thing's gotten inside our heads!
Trip... do......do you know what I'm thinking about?
- Now is not the time to be thinking about the regionals. - Trip...
Senior year...
North American regionals against Princeton.
We...
I mean, you were down by two goals under a minute left.
And what was I thinking? What was I thinking?
You thought... you could win... every game.
You always thought you could win. No matter how far behind you were.
And we did. We went on the finals that year. As soon as you give up the game's lost.
- How's our little friend? - Fast asleep.
It appears to have entered a dormant state.
Probably a reaction to the shock of being severed from the larger organism.
- But it's alive? - Very much so.
Good. If you don't mind I'd like to run a few tests of my own.
What kind of tests?
I need to determine how much bioelectric stress it can tolerate.
May I ask why?
I'm trying to create a force field to isolate the cargo bay.
But if it's going to work I have to calculate how much of a jolt
it will take to repel the organism without killing it or any of the people it's taken.
If you intend to pummel this appendage with EM radiation until it cries for mercy
- I'm afraid I can't permit that. - Why not?
This is more than just a severed limb. It exhibits all the signs of an intelligent being.
Intelligent being or not its big brother is in the Cargo Bay
strangling the captain and four other crewmen.
If we don't do something to contain it now it could pose a threat to everyone on board.
There are less invasive ways to gather the information you need.
- Such as? - Microcellular analysis
- How long would that take? - Less than an hour.
In less than an hour that thing could spread across half a deck.
I'm willing to help you, Mr. Reed, but not if it means torturing this organism.
Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't our mission to try to better understand unique forms of life?
- Not if they're trying to kill the captain. - We don't know anything about this creature's intentions.
I admire your interspecies ethics but until Hoshi tells me she's found a way to communicate with it
I have to assume its intentions are hostile. Now...
If you don't mind.
If you want information to help you construct your force field you'll acquire it under my supervision.
I'm sure I don't have to remind you, Doctor I am the ranking officer here.
Not in my Sick Bay. Unless the Captain says otherwise.
- The Captain is in no condition to offer an opinion. - Precisely.
Fine. Your rules.
But we'd better get to it.
- What if we used a bilateral algorithm? - I already tried.
- Did you compensate for frequency drift? - I wouldn't be much of a comm officer if I didn't.
Allowing your emotions to control you won't help solve this problem, Ensign.
- Neither will questioning everything I do. - You asked for my help.
I didn't ask for you to keep count of every time I make a mistake or to second- guess all of my decisions.
- As first officer it's my duty to supervise you. - This goes beyond duty, Sub-Commander.
You've been looking over my shoulder ever since you came on board...
double-checking my log entries, my translations...
- It's my job. - Is that all we're talking about?
You don't think I belong on Enterprise do you?
On the contrary.
It would be a great loss to Starfleet if you were not a part of this crew.
If you feel I've been unfair to you I apologize.
But I hold you to a high standard, Ensign because I know you're capable of achieving it.
Shall we continue?
Yes.
Um... why don't we take another look at the subharmonics?
I was thinking we could run it through the decryption matrix... see if we can find a pattern.
- All I see is numbers, codes. - Any code can be broken.
- You hailed us? - You speak English.
We studied your database. It wasn't difficult.
Okay.
- We have a problem. - Yes?
- There'an alien organism on our ship. - Yes?
It came aboard around the same time we saw you. We were hoping you might know something about it.
- Describe this organism. - Well, it's big.
But it didn't start out that way. It's like a large mass of tendrils.
- Tendrils? - Like a giant web.
- But it moves... and grows. - We have seen this.
- Where? - On its home world.
Perhaps it attached itself to our ship. It wasn't our fault.
Can you tell us where this planet is?
Apologize.
Excuse me?
We will send you the coordinates but first you must apologize to us for your offense.
That's the thing... we don't know what we did to offend you.
On your ship, you... put food in your mouths.
- You mean eat? - Yes. Eat.
- I don't understand. - It is like mating.
- It is very offensive to us. - We were just eating.
How do you eat?
We eat the same way but not in the presence of others.
I see. Okay. Please believe me.
We had no idea that would be offensive to you. It was simply a misunderstanding.
On behalf of the entire crew, I sincerely apologize.
- Your apology is accepted. - Thank you.
Now, could I have those coordinates?
Captain...
Yeah.
I feel you drifting away over there.
You aren't feeling much better than I do.
Rostov?
He's out.
When Zephram Cochrane talked about new life and new civilization...
do you think this is what he meant?
Here, here it is.
- I found a third set of repetitions. - Try it.
Just a few more and the UT can start building the syntax.
Phlox to T'Pol.
Go ahead.
I know you're under a great deal of pressure
but crewman Kelly's metabolic rate has dropped to a critical level.
Whatever you're planning to do you'd better do it soon.
Understood.
Ready, sir.
The particle density's still fluctuating. I think the problem's in the lower left quadrant.
Got it, sir.
Try again.
Better.
T'Pol to Lieutenant Reed.
- Go ahead. - We've made some progress on the translation
but we're going to need to get into the cargo bay to test it.
- Is the force field ready? - I'm making the final calibrations now.
You'll have to do it quickly. Dr. Phlox says our people don't have much time.
Understood.
Captain?
Emitter B's off by 3.2 microns.
The force field's working but I can't guarantee how long it will hold.
- Have you done it? - We're about to find out.
- It just sounds like a constant tone. - I'm going to create distortions in the tone.
Hopefully, the organism will understand what I'm trying to do.
Come on, just a little more.
- I think I've got enough to try something simple. - Ask what it wants.
- It's talking to us. - What's it saying, Ensign?
- Hold on. It's giving us coordinates. - Its homeworld?
- The Kreetassans already gave them to us. - These look more like the latitude and longitude.
I think it's trying to give us an exact location of the planet.
Tell it we're taking it back.
- Commander Tucker's heart rate is increasing. - Is that good or bad?
Good. Crewman Kelly's bio-signs are stabilizing as well.
Lower the force field.
Lieutenant.
- Medical Team, report to Cargo Bay Two. - Acknowledged.
Here.
Look at all of them.
Not them... it. This is all one organism.
The part that got on board... why did it take our people?
Hard to say.
When it got separated from itself perhaps it needed a physical connection with any life that it can find...
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