it?
Whatever happened
may not be an isolated incident.
A Federation medical transport
was lost there.
We passed a Federation ship,
but it was not in distress.
What was its heading?
It is possible that information
was recorded in our sensor logs.
Unfortunately, my entire crew
is occupied with repairs.
I don't think there is time
to search our records.
DaiMon, if we assigned an Engineering
team to assist with your repairs,
would that give you time
to retrieve your logs?
I believe it would, Captain.
Spot.
Spot, down.
Down. This is down. Down is good.
This is up.
Up is no.
One moment. Come in.
Data, I had another idea about power
conversion. Can you help?
I would be happy to.
Are you teaching Spot
to use the console?
It is part of her training programme.
I am teaching her
to jump down on my command.
How's it going?
I have not been entirely successful.
Feline supplement number 221.
Data, that cat definitely
has a mind of her own.
- Maybe she's just not trainable.
- I must accept that possibility.
Spot may lack the intelligence
to learn responses to my commands.
I don't know about Spot, but your
training is coming along just fine.
Come on. Let's go.
Keep the EPS constant
while I remodulate the power taps.
This will only raise
the conversion level by 0.8 percent.
- I know, but it could be enough.
- Enough?
I've received this
from Cmdr Kaplan, subspace.
"I got the Intrepid's
power-conversion levels
up to 97.1 percent."
"Maybe you should try cleaning
your plasma grid."
- Can you believe his nerve?
- We perform maintenance regularly.
I know.
He's just trying to get me angry.
There. That should do it.
Computer, what are the current
power-conversion levels?
Power-conversion levels
are at 97.2 percent.
Too bad, Mr Kaplan.
Captain's log, supplemental.
We have traced the Fleming's course.
She may have
come to an unfortunate end.
- What's the origin of this debris?
- Unknown, sir.
It does not appear in any chart.
- Could it be the Fleming's remains?
- It is a possibility.
The debris consists of duranium
and polycomposite fragments,
which suggests a ship.
There is sufficient mass
to account for the Fleming.
Let's take a closer look.
Maybe we can get
a more positive identification.
Helm, take us through
the debris field, ahead slow.
I am picking up a small metallic
object, 3.5 metres in diameter.
A ship's-log recorder,
or a probe casing.
I do not believe so.
It is emitting an unusual signal.
Captain, it is generating
a verteron field.
Shields up! Full reverse! Now!
Damage report.
Warp engines are off line.
Shields are down.
All subspace systems
are inoperative.
Just like the Ferengi vessel.
Unidentified ship heading toward us.
Two life forms aboard.
On screen.
They are initiating
their transporters.
Can we get more power to the shields?
- No, sir.
- All decks, security alert.
Captain, we are being boarded.
La Forge to bridge.
We have intruders in Engineering.
We need a Security team.
It's on its way.
- What do you want?
- We're trying to make you listen.
You're killing us.
It's a serious accusation.
I want you to explain it.
Our research shows that warp fields
cause a dangerous reaction
in this region.
Our planet is being affected.
There are large gravitational shifts
in our system.
If something isn't done,
our planet will become uninhabitable.
Their research was evaluated
by the Federation Science Council.
It didn't hold up.
That research was preliminary
and the analysis was incomplete.
You should have made a request
through the Science Council.
With their resources
it would have taken over a year
before they come out here
to evaluate our work.
We couldn't wait any longer.
We knew that if we disabled
enough ships, Starfleet would come.
- Then we could present our case.
- You're rationalising these attacks?
Neither you or the Ferengi
suffered any casualties.
Damage to vessels was negligible.
We