likely explanation.
Dr. Phlox was involved in an altercation
the last time he was in San Francisco.
You think this is related?
Assaults against aliens are still pretty rare.
If the man who attacked him was holding a grudge...
He was a loudmouth in a bar.
I doubt he could find his head with both hands,
never mind organize a kidnapping.
We're pursuing all avenues.
Excuse me, Captain.
Lieutenant.
Check with Starfleet Operations.
See if their satellites picked up
any transporter activity this evening.
The dilithium matrix has got to be aligned within .3 microns.
The specs say .5.
Who do you think wrote those specs?
A warp field specialist?
Exactly.
Some guy who's probably never
been outside the solar system.
I've spent the last three and a half years crawling inside
one of these engines. I know what I'm talking about.
Aye, sir.
Biggs, Pierce.
I want you to recalibrate the field stabilizers.
Rivers and Strong, you'll start
with the injector assembly.
This bucket of bolts was supposed
to leave dry dock six months ago.
I guarantee you Columbia's gonna warp out of orbit
before the end of the week.
Let's get to work.
It's customary to report to the captain after a transfer.
I'm sorry, ma'am.
I wanted to see what the situation was like
before we spoke.
Commander Charles Tucker,
reporting for duty.
Welcome aboard.
Trip is it?
That's right.
So what do you think...
can she be salvaged?
I think there's a good chance.
Any news on Dr. Phlox?
Not so far. If I hear anything,
I'll let you know.
You certainly know how to motivate the troops.
We'll be pulling triple shifts
if we want to meet this new launch date.
You still need to eat.
Captain's mess, tomorrow,
1800 hours.
We can trade stories about your former CO.
I'll be there.
And Commander...
drop by the quartermaster's
at the end of your shift.
Ma'am?
You might want to...
update your uniform.
Aye, Captain.
[door chimes]
Come in.
We've heard nothing from the kidnappers...
not even a ransom demand.
I've spoken
with the Denobulan ambassador.
He's notified the doctor's wives.
Hoshi thought she overheard one of the kidnappers
say something in another language...
but she was semiconscious at the time.
Maybe you could help her remember.
A mind-meld?
I've never initiated a meld before.
I don't have the proper training.
I know it's dangerous...
but I can walk you through it.
You?
I had Surak's katra in my head
for four days.
I picked up a few tricks.
Computer, access satellite logs 1-3-7.
Time parameters 1900 and 1945 today.
What?
Starfleet Operations,
this is Lieutenant Malcolm Reed aboard Enterprise.
Please acknowledge.
Burning the midnight oil, Lieutenant?
Sir...
I thought I was calling Starfleet Ops.
Let me guess.
You want to know why the grid covering San Francisco
was down for maintenance tonight.
Something like that.
Meet me at this address...
in one hour.
My mind to your mind.
Our minds are merging.
Our minds are one.
Nothing's happening.
T'Pol, try to relax your emotional suppression
just a little.
I feel what you feel.
I know what you know.
[gasps]
Can you hear me?
Yes... perfectly.
You and the doctor have
just left the restaurant.
I'm glad we got here early.
There never used to be a wait to get in.
Good.
They asked if I was interested
in becoming Director of Xenobiology.
Where were you attacked?
There.
Truth is, I've grown rather fond of my shipmates...
Do you see them?
...not certain I'm ready to leave them just yet.
What would you suggest?
Yes.
You, Denobulan, come with us.
What do you want?
Maybe you didn't hear me.
[grunting]
Focus on the moment.
Put aside any pain.
Dol'sha t'ung nev'Rleel.
Dol'sha t'ung nev'Rleel.
Dol'sha t'ung nev'Rleel.
"Bring him with us."
It's Rigelian.
A Rigelian freighter left orbit two hours
after Phlox's abduction.
According to their flight plan,
they were headed for Proxima Colony.
This trajectory won't take them
anywhere