could have saved himself.
He always put...
the mission first.
The last time we spoke, he was anticipating
the prospect of joint missions,
Humans and Vulcans working together.
We have to make that possible.
Despite the High Command.
It makes no sense
to think the Syrrannites
are responsible for this... outrage.
We have DNA evidence.
Recheck everything, Captain, question everything,
and don't let them keep you on Enterprise.
The answers you need are on Vulcan,
and however far
you have to take
this investigation,
you have my support.
[ door com beeps ]
Enter.
It is agreeable
to see you.
What is the purpose
of your visit?
Does a husband need a purpose to
visit... his wife?
Your message
was cryptic.
By necessity.
The Syrrannite threat has brought
new security measures into effect.
Private communications are no longer private.
You have something to tell me that the authorities shouldn't hear?
Something to give you.
Your mother asked me
to deliver it personally.
She told me that it's been in your family
for generations, and now it's your turn to care for it.
Why didn't she give
this to me herself?
The new security conditions.
They've forced your mother
into hiding to avoid arrest.
My mother?
She's a Syrrannite.
A Syrrannite?
And she never told you? What's important is that she's
disappeared like the others,
facing unjustified arrest.
Like T'Pau.
No. There's a difference.
My mother wants me to find her.
It's called an IDIC.
Looks old.
It's been modified.
This is a desert
called the Forge.
The route's the one Surak
supposedly followed.
1,800 years ago?
Syrrannites follow the same path
today, seeking enlightenment.
And you think your mother is somewhere along that path?
She told Koss this was a family heirloom,
but I've never seen it before.
She didn't want Koss
to know about the map.
With any luck,
we can use this to find your mother...
and T'Pau.
Captain, have you seen the reports on this place?
It's a hellhole. It's a Vulcan desert.
I expect it'll be hot. It's got electrical
sandstorms. Geomagnetic instabilities so
bad, technology won't work.
So, no communicators, no scanners, no phase-pistols.
We can't even beam you into it. You're going
to have to walk in. I'll be careful. You've got Enterprise.
You and Malcolm keep the investigation going up here,
and whatever the Vulcans tell you, believe the opposite--
present company excepted.
Ambassador.
This shows the gaps in our satellite surveillance,
when beam-ins can't be detected.
I'm thinking we're not exactly cleared to have this.
Have what, Commander? All I see is
a Starfleet data module.
Right.
Captain, what if something
goes wrong down there? It already has.
Energize.
This site is called "Gateway,"
where Surak supposedly began
his journey into the Forge.
You keep saying "supposedly."
You don't believe Surak did the things
they said he did? He brought logic to Vulcan,
in an age we call the Time of Awakening,
but his writings from that period no longer exist.
There must be some record of him.
Over the centuries, his followers
made copies of his teachings.
Let me guess, With the originals lost,
whatever's left is open to interpretation.
You find this amusing?
I find it familiar.
We should get moving.
I thought technology
didn't work here.
The dampening field only extends a few hundred meters above the ground.
Patrol craft can fly over it,
but their sensors can't see us.
No wonder the Syrrannites like it here.
We're being stalked.
[ jaguar-like screech ]
What the hell was that?
Sehlat.
Run.
Higher ground.
Higher. They won't climb.
How long before it starts
to lose interest in us?
Days... at least.
They're very persistent creatures.
When I was a child, I had one as a pet.
You had one of those?
Domesticated.
[ panting ]
They're smaller... slightly.
How "slightly?"
You have Porthos.
Porthos doesn't try and eat me
when I'm late with his dinner.
Vulcan children