m correcting a defect
in its genome.
Genetic engineering was
in its infancy when you were created.
They weren't able to repair all the mistakes.
Did you fix these "mistakes"
in the rest of us?
I didn't know how
until recently.
What right do you have
to tamper with their genome?
Trust me.
I know what I'm doing. You don't know
that this is a defect.
Maybe this is the way
our creators wanted us to be.
( com beeps )
Father, you're needed
on the bridge.
There's a ship approaching
at high warp.
Have you
identified it?
It appears
to be Klingon.
Let's see them.
This ship has minimal
aft weapons.
Increase speed.
Arm torpedoes.
Open a channel.
This is Captain Archer.
Drop out of warp,
or we'll disable you.
Sounds pretty confident
for a dead man.
Aft torpedoes.
Target their
propulsion systems.
Forward plating's holding.
Return fire.
Aft shields at 50%.
We should engage them. Mm-mm.
They outgun us three to one.
Father!
The Denobulan pilot--
put her aboard the shuttle.
Go!
Scan for any planets
along our flight path.
Their warp field's fluctuating.
Concentrate all fire
on their engines.
They've altered course.
They're heading
for a planetary system.
We've reached
the coordinates.
Take us out of warp.
They're moving
into a low orbit.
They're opening their
shuttlebay doors.
Hold your fire.
Magnify.
Bio-signs on the shuttle?
One. Denobulan.
Can you get a transporter lock?
The atmosphere is too dense.
We're being hailed.
It's Soong.
Murdering hostages is
turning into a new hobby for you.
No one's been killed,
Captain.
That ship is caught
between two thermal layers.
It should be relatively safe for four or five hours.
Enough time for you to mount a rescue mission.
This isn't over, Doctor.
Good-bye, Captain.
He's gone to warp.
Disconnect that circuit before you power the relay; you might damage it.
The warp trail's been dispersed.
Enterprise won't be
able to follow us.
Excellent work.
There's something else we... Father!
I need to speak
with you. What is it?
We've underestimated them.
Starfleet isn't going to stop
until they find us.
Well, what do you propose we do,
turn ourselves in?
Before we left C-12,
I beamed aboard two dozen canisters of biogenic agents.
You did what?!
We can modify a torpedo
to carry the pathogens.
A single torpedo would never make
it through their hull plating.
I wasn't talking
about the Enterprise.
We'll use it
against the Klingons.
The Qu'Vat colony is less
than four light-years away.
If we detonate the torpedo inside the upper atmosphere,
it'll scatter the pathogen
across the entire planet.
Every organism on the surface
will be dead within days.
When the High Council hears that humans
have decimated their colony, they'll launch a counterstrike.
The Klingons will keep Starfleet
busy for years.
What you're proposing is mass murder.
There is no other choice.
How long before Starfleet
turns to the Klingons for help in finding us?
This is the only way
to guarantee our survival.
Go back to the bridge.
What happened to you in prison?
You're not the man
who raised us...
the man who was willing to do
whatever was necessary. Return to your station.
Captain's Starlog,
Supplemental.
We've rescued the pilot of the Denobulan shuttle.
Fortunately, her injuries were minor.
Trip and T'Pol are trying to enhance our sensors in an effort
to find the bird-of-prey.
Target the directional array
on grid 459.
How are your parents?
They're fine.
They moved into a new house in Mississippi.
It's not like the old place in Panama City, but...
it's pretty nice.
Why do you ask?
You haven't spoken
of them recently.
In fact, you've said very little
since I returned from Vulcan.
There hasn't been a lot
of time to catch up.
You also haven't
joined us at the captain's table
since we left Earth.
What are you trying to say?
You've been avoiding me.
Well, maybe I have.
But you got to admit,
it's a little