The Romulans invade.
No way of penetrating his cloak?
No.
So he could pass
within ten meters
of every ship in Starfleet
and they'd never know.
We do have one advantage,
though.
He needs your blood to live.
He might come after you first.
I'm counting on it.
We've been ordered
to sector 1045.
Our fleet has been diverted
to meet us there.
Strength in numbers.
Yes. At least,
that's what we hope.
He must not be allowed
to use that weapon.
All other concerns
are secondary.
You understand me?
Yes, sir.
All hands... battle stations.
Initiate the force field.
Captain's Personal Log,
supplemental.
We're heading toward Federation
space at maximum warp.
The crew has responded
with the dedication
I've come to expect of them.
And like a thousand
other commanders
on a thousand
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 1045
in approximately 40 minutes,
sir.
"For now we see
but through a glass darkly."
Sir?
He said he is a mirror.
Of you, sir?
Yes.
I do not agree.
Although you share
the same genetic structure,
the events of your life
have created
a unique individual.
If I had lived his life,
is it possible that I would've
rejected my humanity?
The B-4 is physically identical
to me, although
his neural pathways
are not as advanced.
But 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, sir.
The projection will return
when we have cleared it.
It's interfering with our uplink
from Starfleet cartography?
The Rift affects
all long-range communica...
Commander Riker,
evasive maneuvers.
Target weapon systems
and shields.
I don't want the Enterprise
destroyed.
Can you learn to see
in the dark, Captain?
Report.
He's firing through the cloak.
We can't get a lock.
He disabled our warp drive
with his first shot.
We only have impulse, Captain.
Mr. Worf, prepare
a full phaser spread.
Zero elevation.
All banks on my mark.
Scan for shield impact.
Stand by, photon torpedoes.
Aye, sir.
Fire.
You're too slow, old man.
Attack pattern Shinzon Theta.
We are losing dorsal shields!
Full axis rotation to port.
Fire all ventral phasers.
Minimal damage to the Scimitar.
Defensive pattern Kirk Epsilon.
Get the shields on line,
Geordi.
I'm already on it.
Counselor 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,
so don't bother.
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
and allow me to transport you
to my ship.
And the Enterprise?
I have little interest
in your quaint vessel, Captain.
Look at me, Shinzon.
Your heart, your hands...
your eyes
are the same as mine.
The blood pumping within you...
the raw material is the same.
We have the same potential.
That's the past, Captain.
It can be the future.
Buried deep within you,
beneath all the years
of pain and anger,
there is something that
has never been nurtured.
The potential
to make yourself a better man.
And that is what it is
to be human.
To make yourself
more than you are.
Oh, yes.
I know you.
There was a time
you looked at the stars
and dreamed of what might be.
Childish dreams, Captain,
Iost in the dilithium
mines of Remus.
I am what you see now.
I see more than that.
I see what you could be.
The man who is Shinzon of Remus
and Jean-Luc Picard
could never exterminate the
population of an entire planet.
He's better than that.