"[Grave instrumental music]" "DRAKE:" "I think this is the place." "[Solemn instrumental music]" "DRAKE:" "Take a look around." "[Scanner beeping]" "[Suspenseful instrumental music]" "ROONEY:" "Over here!" "[Ominous instrumental music]" "[Theme music]" "It's been a long road" "Gettin' from there to here" "It's been a long time" "But my time is finally near" "And I will see my dream Come alive at last" "I will touch the sky" "And they're not gonna Hold me down no more" "No, they're not gonna change my mind" "'Cause I've got faith of the heart" "I'm going where my heart will take me" "I've got faith to believe" "I can do anything" "I've got strength of the soul" "And no one's gonna bend or break me" "I can reach any star" "I've got faith" "I've got faith" "Faith of the heart" "MONINGER:" "Definitely humanoid, but I don't recognise the species." "Seems very well preserved." "Getting him out of here is going to be a delicate operation." "Drake to Arctic One." "MAN: [On radio] Go ahead." "Set up a base camp." "Get Alpha team started." "MAN:" "Acknowledged." "Contact Starfleet." "Tell Commander Williams he owes me a bottle of Scotch." "MAN:" "Sir?" "He'll know what it means." "Drake out." "I'm picking up the EM traces a few dozen metres under the glacier." "There's a lot more here than we're seeing." "[Wind howling]" "[Tense instrumental music]" "We've got another one!" "[Grave instrumental music]" "I give up." "What is it?" "MONINGER:" "An arm." "It's his." "You're joking." "From what I can tell... it was integrated into his circulatory and nervous systems." "MONINGER:" "He could probably operate it like it was his own flesh and blood." "I met a Vulcan scientist who wore a prosthesis." "He lost his forearm." "It's pretty sophisticated, but it doesn't compare to this." "MONINGER:" "Take a look at the eyepiece." "Judging by the optics..." "I'd say he could see most of the EM spectrum." "Did you run a genetic analysis?" "That's even more interesting." "MONINGER:" "They don't have much in common." "They belong to two different species." "Transmit your findings to Starfleet." "They may find a match in the database." "Right away." "Sir, I've run every test in the book." "I still can't identify this alloy." "What about this?" "I thought it was thermal damage, until I found signs of antimatter residue." "Maybe their warp drive overloaded." "That could explain why there's not much debris." "I did find some carbon traces." "Could you date them?" "This debris has been here for about 100 years." "[Whirring]" "[Ominous instrumental music]" "MONINGER:" "Take a look at this." "Do you see those devices?" "They're repairing the cell membranes." "What are they?" "I believe you're looking at a form of nanotechnology." "I've found thousands of these in both aliens." "They're not just regenerating the damaged tissue... they're repairing the mechanical components as well." "As far as I can tell, this arm's as good as new." "The Denobulans have experimented with nanotechnology... but they have nothing like this." "Maybe we should move the bodies to Module 3... put them in cold storage with the other samples." "That way, we can examine them later, under controlled conditions." "Couldn't the bodies be damaged if we freeze them again?" "I guess it's possible." "Then we should leave them here." "Let the regeneration process continue." "What if it revives more of their systems?" "We don't know anything about this species." "Or what they were doing here 100 years ago." "There's no reason to assume they're hostile." "They don't exactly look friendly." "Starfleet has asked us to find out everything we can." "Keep them here for now." "We'll see what happens." "[Grave instrumental music]" "DRAKE:" "Anything?" "Plenty." "You seem a little jumpy." "Cybernetic corpses, digging through frozen remains in the night... why would I be jumpy?" "I'd be more worried about the polar bears." "I've identified 22 fragments of the outer hull." "Each one has the same curvature." "I think this ship was a perfect sphere." "How big?" "About 600 metres in diameter." "The debris field could be a lot more extensive than we thought." "We might want to get another excavation team out here." "[Scanner beeping]" "DRAKE:" "What is it?" "ROONEY:" "A warp signature." "[Beeping intensifies]" "Help me with this." "Just what the doctor ordered." "Thanks." "How are your friends?" "A little on the quiet side." "There's a broken heating unit in Module 3." "They've asked me to take a look." "Will you be all right here?" "Go ahead." "I'll be fine." "Okay." "[Sighs]" "Feeling better?" "Deuterium residue." "Might be some kind of warp coil?" "Seems too small for a ship this size." "I'd like to bring it back to the lab, take a closer look." "[Shrill beeping]" "[Gasps]" "[Chilling instrumental music]" "[Distant scream]" "[Tense instrumental music]" "DRAKE:" "Here." "DRAKE:" "Get me a medical kit." "[Gasps in fear]" "Admiral, there's a problem with the A-Six excavation team." "williams:" "The Science Council hasn't heard from them in three days." "Get a shuttle ready." "[Dramatic instrumental music]" "[Suspenseful instrumental music]" "ARCHER:" "The Admiral thinks they're humanoids enhanced with technology." "He believes they abducted the research team." "We're a long way from the Arctic." "What can we do?" "Earth tracking stations spotted the transport leaving orbit at warp 3.9." "That's impossible." "Those transports can't exceed 1.4." "I think it's safe to assume these aliens reconfigured the engines... using technology from their own ship." "Does Starfleet know where the vessel is now?" "Not exactly, but their heading puts them... within a half-dozen light-years of our current position." "We've been ordered to find the ship." "It shouldn't be difficult to isolate their warp signature." "We'll start searching at these coordinates." "Go to Tactical Alert." "Lay in a course." "Aye, sir." "Buried in the ice for a century." "Hard to believe anything could survive." "Handsome devil." "[Serious instrumental music]" "You wanted to see me, Lieutenant?" "REED:" "Yes." "REED:" "The researchers gathered a great deal of biometric data on these aliens... but I'm having trouble making heads or tails of it." "How can I help?" "This arm might contain some sort of weapon." "If I can determine its yield, we'll have an idea of what we're facing." "What sort of people would replace perfectly good body parts... with cybernetic implants?" "You, of all people, should be open-minded about technology." "I don't have a problem with it, as long as it stays outside of my skin." "If your heart was damaged, would you want it replaced... with a synthetic organ, or would you rather die?" "That's different." "There's a species I once encountered in the Beta Magellan system... the Bynars." "When they're born, the surgeon removes the child's parietal lobe... and replaces it with a synaptic processor." "I saw the procedure performed once." "It was very impressive." "Yeah, I'm sure it was." "Anything?" "I don't see any evidence of a weapon." "The research team was heavily armed." "How did these aliens manage to overpower them?" "[Intercom beeps]" "T'POL:" "Bridge to Captain Archer." "ARCHER:" "Go ahead." "T'POL:" "We're receiving an automated distress call." "It's from a Tarkalean freighter." "HOSHI:" "There's a lot of interference." ""To any ship within range, we're under attack by an unknown species." ""Request immediate assistance."" "That's it, sir." "ARCHER:" "How long to reach them?" "About an hour." "Set a course." "[Intense instrumental music]" "Open a channel." "This is Captain Archer of the Starfleet vessel Enterprise." "Stand down your attack, or we'll open fire." "They're charging weapons." "[Explosion]" "REED:" "Some kind of proton burst." "Those transports aren't normally armed." "Obviously, the engines aren't the only system they've upgraded." "Any human bio-signs?" "Nine on the Arctic transport." "The readings are erratic." "[Explosion]" "Can you disable their weapons?" "I believe so." "Their weapons are down." "They're going to warp." "Is there anyone alive on the Tarkalean ship?" "Two bio-signs on their upper deck." "Reading minimal life support." "Hold our position." "Get a Shuttlepod ready." "You have the Bridge." "PHLOX:" "The Tarkaleans should live." "PHLOX:" "The nanoprobes have infiltrated their autonomic systems." "PHLOX:" "Their renal glands have been replaced... with devices like this." "PHLOX:" "Essentially, these individuals are being transformed... into some sort of cybernetic hybrid." "You said the human bio-signs were erratic." "It's likely the researchers are going through a similar transformation." "Can you remove the nanoprobes?" "Not surgically." "These devices are multiplying at an extraordinary rate." "I could never extract them all." "I'm attempting to slow their progress with a modified retro-virus... but so far I haven't been very successful." "Perhaps you should isolate them in the Decon chamber." "If I do that, I won't be able to treat them as effectively." "I don't believe they're a danger to the crew." "I'm not so sure." "I'll have Malcolm post a guard." "Keep me updated." "[Doorbell chimes]" "ARCHER:" "Come in." "I've contacted Tarkalea." "I told them we're doing everything we can for their crewmen." "Any sign of the transport?" "Nothing." "[Archer sighs]" "There was something familiar about all this... but I couldn't put my finger on it until I found this speech..." "Zefram Cochrane made 89 years ago." "When I was a kid, I read everything I could about him." "It took me a while, but I finally found it in the database." "He was giving a commencement address... at Princeton when he started to talk about what really happened... during First Contact." "He mentioned a group of cybernetic creatures from the future... who tried to stop his first warp flight when he was in Montana." "He said they were defeated by a group of humans... who were also from the future." "As I recall, Cochrane was famous for his imaginative stories." "He was also known to be frequently intoxicated." "No one took him seriously." "ARCHER:" "He recanted the whole thing a few years later." "But you have to admit, there are similarities." "He said their ultimate goal was to enslave the human race." "If he was right, they might be heading back to their home world... so they can try it again." "[Tarkalean groaning]" "[Tarkalean panting]" "Who are you?" "My name is Phlox." "I'm a physician." "You're aboard a starship." "We responded to your distress call." "What did you do to me?" "Your vessel was attacked." "I'm doing my very best to treat you." "[Groans in pain]" "I'm going to sedate him." "[Gripping instrumental music]" "[Reed grunts]" "[Phlox grunts]" "[Alien voices murmuring]" "ARCHER:" "Doctor." "Phlox!" "What happened?" "We were attacked." "[Device beeping]" "I've been infected with the nanoprobes." "One of the aliens injected me, some sort of tubules." "REED:" "Captain?" "REED:" "They left through here." "ARCHER:" "Seal off the maintenance shafts." "Post teams at every access point." "When you find them, put them in Decon, maximum security." "Aye, sir." "PHLOX:" "Use extreme caution, Lieutenant." "Their physical strength has been enhanced." "It's critical you don't let them touch you." "You haven't been infected." "Thanks, Doctor." "Stay here in case there are any more problems." "Understood." "Call the Bridge if you need anything." "Actually, it's feeding time for my Edosian slugs." "They're quite partial to boiled rootleaf." "I usually pick some up from the galley... but under the circumstances...." "I'll have it brought down." "[Serious instrumental music]" "[Tense instrumental music]" "They've modified most of the primary systems, engines, hull plating." "These look like weapons nodes." "I don't even want to guess what this thing's for." "ARCHER:" "Doesn't look like they've enhanced the aft plating yet." "If we can punch through it here... we should be able to knock out this EPS manifold... take down their main power." "One or two torpedoes ought to do it." "T'POL:" "T'Pol to Captain Archer." "Go ahead." "I've located the transport on long-range sensors." "They're travelling at warp 4.8." "ARCHER:" "How far are they?" "Less than two light-years." "Coax a little more power out of the engines." "TRIP:" "I'll give it a shot." "Travis, lay in a course, warp 4.9." "MAYWEATHER:" "Aye, sir." "They doubled their top speed in less than 12 hours." "Let's hope they didn't upgrade their weapons." "[Scanner beeping]" "[Suspenseful instrumental music]" "[Scanner continues beeping]" "REED:" "Stop what you're doing!" "REED:" "I'll fire if I have to." "I said, step away!" "Maximum setting." "REED:" "Fall back!" "[Crewman grunts]" "[Tense instrumental music]" "Reed to the Bridge." "Go ahead." "REED:" "They're in Maintenance Shaft C, Junction 12." "They appear to be modifying systems." "What's in that junction?" "Warp plasma regulators." "Can you stop them?" "Our weapons were useless." "They were equipped with some kind of energy shielding." "Sir, our warp field's destabilising." "It's them." "Isn't there an outer hatch in that junction?" "Yes." "Malcolm, get out of that section and seal it off." "Understood." "REED:" "Come on." "Go." "Take us out of warp." "[Tense instrumental music continues]" "REED:" "We're clear, Captain." "Subcommander?" "The junction's empty." "Close the hatch and re-pressurise." "Malcolm, I want you to work with Trip." "Find out what they were doing in there." "Aye, sir." "Resume course and speed." "You had no choice." "[Sombre instrumental music]" "HOSHI:" "Room service." "What's this?" "Rootleaf lettuce for your slugs..." "Vulcan sandworms for the bat, and angel hair pasta... for the ship's physician." "It's best if I avoid food for the time being." "If I eat, my cellular metabolism will accelerate." "The nanoprobes could spread further." "It's right here if you change your mind." "Why are you wearing a phase-pistol?" "It's Lieutenant Reed's idea." "If you come near me, I'm supposed to shoot you." "I hope you'll use the stun setting." "It's going to be a few hours before we catch up with that transport." "I'm sure that Captain Archer wouldn't mind if I stayed for a little while... kept you company." "I appreciate the offer, but it may not be safe to be near me right now." "I'm armed, remember?" "You've looked after me more times than I can count." "I want to return the favour." "The technology could assert itself at any moment." "I don't know what will happen if it does." "I underestimated these nanoprobes once." "I don't intend to make the same mistake twice." "Do you mind if I feed your animals before I go?" "[Sombre instrumental music]" "[Animals squealing]" "TRIP:" "They did a real number on these circuits." "TRIP:" "It could take days to get all this junk out." "What do you think they were doing here?" "TRIP:" "I don't know... but they almost overloaded the plasma regulators." "Doesn't make a whole lot of sense." "TRIP:" "Why blow up the ship if you're still on it?" "TRIP:" "Hand me that, will you?" "That shielding of theirs was impressive." "REED:" "We might as well have been firing holographic bullets." "It's too bad you didn't get a closer look." "That kind of technology could come in handy." "REED:" "There's got to be a way to get through those shields with phase-pistols." "REED:" "If I cross-polarised the power cells, it might increase the particle yield." "REED:" "I'll be in the Armoury." "Coffee with cream." "I believe Crewman Cunningham is in the galley... if you'd like something else." "ARCHER:" "This'll be fine." "Is this seat taken?" "Please." "[Sighs]" "Lieutenant Reed informed me that... you plan to disable the transport when we find it." "He thinks we can knock out the power systems without causing much damage." "So you still intend to rescue the humans?" "That's the general idea." "If they've already been transformed, that could be difficult." "I want to take these people home." "The humans and the Tarkaleans... no matter what state they're in." "There are 29 life forms on that transport." "It's logical to assume they've all been infected." "T'POL:" "We could endanger Enterprise if they're brought aboard." "Perhaps you should reconsider." "Are you saying we shouldn't go after that ship?" "I'm saying we destroy it." "PHLOX:" "Phlox to Captain Archer." "ARCHER:" "Go ahead." "PHLOX:" "Would you please come to Sickbay?" "On my way." "I'm not ready to declare them a lost cause." "[Solemn instrumental music]" "How are you feeling?" "Better than I anticipated." "The nanoprobes seem to be having trouble with my immune system." "But they are persistent little fellows." "It won't be long before they adapt." "Any progress finding a treatment?" "Possibly." "I've been attempting to treat the infection... as if it were, well, an infection." "Then it occurred to me this isn't a biological problem." "I need to think like an engineer, not a physician." "I extracted several of the devices and subjected them... to different forms of radiation." "PHLOX:" "Their intramolecular processors appear vulnerable to omicron particles." "But if one of the nanoprobes survives... it will start to multiply again... so I'll need to program a rather excessive dose." "The side effects will not be pleasant, to say the least." "You may want to keep this, in the event I am unsuccessful." "ARCHER:" "What is it?" "A cure of sorts." "It contains a neural toxin... that will terminate my synaptic functions within a matter of seconds." "Aren't you jumping the gun a little?" "I have no intention of turning into one of those cybernetic creatures." "Increase power another five megajoules." "REED:" "Fire." "Keep it going." "Increase to seven megajoules." "Try eight." "Nine." "The density's holding." "Bring it up to 10." "REED:" "That should do it." "REED:" "We'll reach that transport in less than an hour." "Let's modify as many of these as we can." "[Dramatic instrumental music]" "The vessel's mass has increased by 3%." "They've improved their defences since we last saw them." "They're accelerating, warp 4.96, 4.98...." "Increase speed." "[Beeping]" "We're closing." "Target that EPS manifold." "They're dropping to impulse." "[Tense instrumental music]" "They're sending a transmission, some kind of activation sequence." "Block it!" "I can't." "Tucker to the Bridge!" "These cybernetic circuits just lit up like a Christmas tree!" "[Alarm sounding]" "They're disrupting our plasma network." "Main power is failing." "We're losing weapons." "They set us up." "[Beeping]" "They're hailing us." "Audio only." "This is Captain" "BORG:" "You will be assimilated." "Resistance is futile." "[Sinister instrumental music]" "Hull plating's down to 81%." "Trip, we could use weapons." "It's gonna be a few minutes." "Plating's down another 12%." "Is the Transporter still online?" "REED:" "For now." "ARCHER:" "Then you're with me." "Captain!" "I'm counting on you to pull us out of there." "[Gripping instrumental music]" "[Alien voices murmuring]" "FOSTER:" "Doctor?" "I've programmed the irradiation sequence." "But I'll need you to activate it once the chamber's sealed." "All you have to do is press this." "[Explosion]" "[Sinister instrumental music]" "[Groaning]" "REED:" "I've doubled the particle yield." "It may take a few seconds to recharge after each shot." "ARCHER:" "Put us as close as you can to their EPS manifold." "CREWMAN:" "Aye, sir." "[Tense instrumental music]" "[Suspenseful instrumental music]" "[Scanner beeping]" "Hull plating's at 23%." "[Ominous instrumental music]" "ARCHER:" "This was one of the researchers." "Was?" "Look at these bio-signs." "They're not human anymore." "Sir." "[Gripping instrumental music]" "[Alarm beeping]" "We've been boarded." "Six bio-signs, C-Deck." "Alert Security." "Bridge to Commander Tucker." "Go ahead." "How much longer?" "I think I've isolated one of the power relays." "Stand by." "[Explosion]" "Another human?" "Same as the others." "[Gripping instrumental music continues]" "[Intense instrumental music]" "[Reed grunts]" "[Reed choking]" "[Reed and Archer grunting]" "[Borg grunts]" "ARCHER:" "That's it." "REED:" "Captain!" "[Tense instrumental music]" "We've lost hull plating." "They're cutting into the hull." "E-Deck, starboard forequarter." "Evacuate that section." "ARCHER:" "They've adapted." "Hurry, Malcolm." "ARCHER:" "Archer to Enterprise." "Stand by, Transporter." "Acknowledged." "Now!" "Tucker to the Bridge." "T'POL:" "Go ahead." "The alien circuits are losing power." "Do we have weapons?" "They're coming online now." "[Gripping instrumental music]" "Report." "Our engines and weapons are back on-line." "The transport's been disabled, so has the alien circuitry." "Did you find the research team?" "[Grave instrumental music]" "There isn't anyone on that ship we can help anymore." "[Alarm beeping]" "Sir, something's happening on the transport." "REED:" "Their systems are being restored." "They're charging weapons." "Target their warp core." "Hit them with everything we've got." "Get me Admiral Forrest." "[Sombre instrumental music]" "ARCHER: [Voiceover] Captain's Starlog, March 1, 2153." "Repairs to the ship are under way." "We've resumed our previous heading at low warp." "Doctor Phlox is confident he'll make a complete recovery." "ARCHER:" "Aren't you supposed to be in bed?" "I'm merely catching up on some paperwork." "Nothing too strenuous, I assure you." "It's vital to keep the mind occupied during the healing process." "They say doctors make the worst patients." "Captain, there's something you should know." "PHLOX:" "I had a rather strange experience while I was infected." "I believe I was connected with the aliens... possibly through some form of telepathy." "Do you think they were trying to communicate with you?" "Not precisely." "It felt as though I was part of a group consciousness." "You were under extraordinary physical stress." "You may have imagined it." "It seemed quite real." "I couldn't understand most of what I was hearing." "But I got the impression they were trying to send a subspace message." "PHLOX:" "They transmitted a numerical sequence." "I heard it over and over again." "[Serious instrumental music]" "[Doorbell chimes]" "Come in." "The computer analysed Phlox's numbers." "They're pulsar frequencies, with geometric light-year measurements." "T'POL:" "Spatial coordinates." "They told their home world how to find Earth." "Did you learn where the message was sent?" "Somewhere deep in the Delta Quadrant." "Then I doubt there's any immediate danger." "It would take at least 200 years for a subspace message... to reach the Delta Quadrant, assuming it's received at all." "Sounds to me like we've only postponed the invasion... until what, the 24th century?" "[Solemn instrumental music]" "[Theme music]"