conclusion.
Shinzon was created
with temporal RNA sequencing
so that his aging
process could be accelerated
to reach your age more quickly
and skip 30 years of his life.
But the sequencing wasn't activated,
so his cellular structure is decaying.
- He's dying.
- Dying?
- Can anything be done for him?
- Only a complete transfusion
from the only donor
with compatible DNA... You.
- How long does he have?
- I can't say for sure.
But the rate of decay is accelerating.
Then he'll come for me.
- Brother, I cannot move.
- No.
I have only activated your cognitive
and communications subroutines.
- Why?
- Because you are dangerous.
Why?
You were programmed to gather
information to use against this ship.
I do not understand.
I know.
Do you know anything about
Shinzon's plans against the Federation?
- No.
- Or the tactical abilities of his ship?
No. Can I move now?
No.
- What are you doing?
- I must deactivate you.
- For how long?
- Indefinitely.
How long is that?
A long time, brother.
It's called a cascading biogenic pulse.
Thalaron's properties allow the energy
beam to expand almost without limit.
Depending on its radiant intensity,
it could encompass a ship.
Or a planet.
He'd only have built such a weapon
for one reason. He's going after Earth.
- How can you be certain?
- I know how he thinks.
Destroy humanity,
you cripple the Federation.
- The Romulans invade.
- No way of penetrating his cloak?
No.
He could be close to every Starfleet ship
and they'd never know.
We do have one advantage.
He needs your blood to live.
- He might come after you first.
- I'm counting on it.
We've been ordered to sector 10-45
to meet our fleet.
- Strength in numbers.
- So we hope.
He must not be allowed
to use that weapon.
All other concerns are secondary.
Understand?
Yes, sir.
All hands, battle stations.
Initiate the forcefield!
Captain's personal log. We're heading
for Federation space at maximum warp.
The crew has responded with
the dedication I've come to expect.
Like a thousand other commanders
on other battlefields, I wait for the dawn.
How long?
A matter of hours...
We must begin the procedure now.
How long until we reach the Rift?
Seven minutes.
Data, what's our current position?
How soon until we reach the fleet?
At our current velocity, we will
arrive at sector 10-45 in 40 minutes.
"For now we see
but through a glass darkly."
- Sir?
- He said he's a mirror.
- Of you, sir?
- Yes.
I do not agree. Although you share
the same genetic structure,
your life has created an individual.
If I had lived his life, is it possible that
I would have rejected my humanity?
B-4 is identical to me, although his
neural pathways are not as advanced.
Even if they were, he would not be me.
- How can you be sure?
- I aspire, sir. To be better than I am.
B-4 does not. Nor does Shinzon.
We are passing through the Bassen Rift.
The projection will return.
It's interfering with our uplink?
The Rift affects all long-range...
Evasive manoeuvres!
Target weapons systems and shields.
I don't want the Enterprise destroyed.
Can you learn to see in the dark?
- Report.
- He's cloaked. We can't get a lock.
He hit our warp drive. We're on impulse.
Full phaser spread, zero elevation!
All banks on my mark!
Scan for shield impacts!
Stand by torpedoes!
Fire!
You're too slow, old man.
Attack pattern Shinzon Theta.
- We are losing dorsal shields!
- Full to port! Fire all ventral phasers!
Minimal damage to the Scimitar.
Defensive pattern Kirk Epsilon.
Shields online.
Already on it.
- Counsellor Troi, report to the bridge.
- Captain, we are being hailed.
On screen.
Captain Picard, will you join me
in your ready room?
You can't trace
my holographic emitters, Captain.
And you can't contact Starfleet.
It's just the two of us now, Jean-Luc.
- As it should be.
- Why are you here?
To accept your surrender.
I can clearly destroy you at any time.
Lower your shields