02x10 - Vanishing Point

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These are at least
300 years older

than the ones
in the last chamber.

You sure you can't
read any of this?

Nope. How about you?

Well, I think this says
tall guys are popular.

Mm, you're a budding linguist.

Let's get a sh*t of that one.

I wonder what happened to them.

It is kind of weird.

Not a single bio-sign
on the entire planet.

Tucker.

You about finished
down there, Trip?

You can't believe
these ruins, sir.

We've been through
two dozen chambers.

No telling
how many more there are.

I'm afraid you're not
going to find out today.

That storm we told you about
hasn't changed course.

You and Hoshi are going to need
to get back to Enterprise.

We'll just finish up
with Mr. Tall and Popular.

We should back to the shuttlepod
in five, six minutes.

Don't take any longer than that.

Archer out.

Captain?

We have another storm.

Another one?

The discharges are more intense.

It's a good deal bigger.

And stronger.

It's pushing the first storm
through these mountains

at twice the speed it was moving
a few minutes ago.

They're diamagnetic
storms, Captain,

saturated with polaric energy.

This is the shuttle?

Less than ten kilometers
from the first storm.

You may not be able to see yet,

but it'll be coming through
the mountain pass to the north.

We can see it
just fine, Captain.

The storms are throwing up
too much interference

into the atmosphere.

The shuttle's
out of the question.

Captain, these ruins
have very thick walls.

I'm sure we'll be safe inside.

I'm afraid we're not talking
about thunder clouds, Hoshi.

A polaric burst that could
short-circuit a shuttlepod

could do a lot worse
to your nervous system.

But, sir, these buildings

are over 4,000 years old.

I'm sure they've survived
hundreds of these storms.

I've sent Malcolm down
to the transporter.

We're going to need
to bring you up

one at a time.

Couldn't we wait it out
inside the shuttle?

Polarize the hull plating?

That would most likely attract
the polaric discharge.

You have to do this, Hoshi.

There's no choice.

I'll need you clear
of the structure,

one at a time.

Understood, Captain.

Ah, ladies first.

Have you ever done this?

No, but the Captain has

and Malcolm did it twice.

They said there's nothing to it.

Your molecules get pulled apart.

Then they get put
back together again.

Do you know how many
molecules you're made up of?

Lots.

All right, how many?

A few trillion.

That's a pretty big
jigsaw puzzle.

What if some of the pieces
get put in the wrong place?

You know, I bet a lot of them
look real similar.

Starfleet said it's safe.

That's good enough for me.

Okay, okay, but you go first

and if you get to Enterprise
in one piece,

I'll be right
behind you.
Fair enough.

Tucker to Enterprise.

I read you, Commander.

Ready to go.

Commander!

Safe and sound.

I'm on my way, sir.

Ensign Sato ready for transport.

Welcome to the club.

How do those molecules feel?

All in the right place?

I'll let you know.

♪ It's been a long road ♪

♪ Getting from there to here ♪

♪ It's been a long time ♪

♪ But my time is finally near ♪

♪ And I will see my dream
come alive at last ♪

♪ I will touch the sky ♪

♪ And they're not gonna
hold me down no more ♪

♪ No, they're not gonna
change my mind ♪

♪ 'Cause I've got faith ♪

♪ Of the heart ♪

♪ I'm going where my heart
will take me ♪

♪ I've got faith to believe ♪

♪ I can do anything ♪

♪ I've got strength
of the soul ♪

♪ No one's gonna bend
or break me ♪

♪ I can reach any star ♪

♪ I've got faith ♪

♪ I've got, I've got, I've got ♪

♪ I've got faith ♪

♪ Faith of the heart. ♪

Come in.

No worse for the wear, Ensign?

I guess you could say that, sir.

I'll be at my post
in a few minutes.

I just want to
clean up and change.

I think you've had enough
excitement for one afternoon.

The morning will be fine.

Thank you.

I assume you and Trip will want
to finish your survey tomorrow,

weather permitting.

Sir?

You left a shuttlepod
down there, remember?

Somebody's got to
go back and get it.

I'm sure Commander Tucker
can find someone else

to hold the second flash unit.

You wouldn't be using
the transporter, Hoshi.

You'd be taking the other pod.

I don't want to get lost.

Lost?

Too much excitement for one day.

I could really use some rest,
sir.

See you in the morning.

So he tells her it was
merely a "warp imbalance."

That's a lie, Malcolm.

- We all heard it, Commander.
- There's no use pretending.

Come on, Travis...

Anyone sitting here?

But that's what
you said, though!

No.

No.

Is anyone sitting here?

No. Please.

So what was it like?

Travis, let her eat her supper.

It was very unsettling.

Didn't you find it unsettling?

Well, for a minute or two,

but once I counted
my fingers and toes...

I don't know.
I just don't feel right.

It was probably that storm.

You don't forget
things like that

too quickly.

It's not the storms.
It's the transporter.

I don't feel like myself
since I went through it.

You know, I need to check
the medical database

and find out what happened
to the people they used

when they were testing
that thing.

You mean other
than Cyrus Ramsey?

Cyrus Ramsey?

Ah, don't tell me

you don't know about poor Cyrus.

Am I supposed to?

You can't go on a survival
overnight without hearing

a story about someone
seeing Ramsey's molecules

rematerializing
on a foggy night.

Hmm...

What happened to him?

Next thing you'll tell us

you never heard
of the Easter bunny.

What happened to him?

Madison, Wisconsin...
May, I think, 2146.

He was a test subject for the
first long-range transport.

Just 100 meters.

Something went wrong
with the pattern buffer.

He never rematerialized.

Come on, Hoshi, everybody's
heard of Cyrus Ramsey.

I must have fallen asleep
before the ghost stories.

Where did you do
your survival training?

Death Valley, California.

Middle of July, naturally.

You?

Captain and I were
in the same group:

Alice Springs, Australia.

Never saw so many flies
in my life.

Biting kind.

Tucker.

The storms are breaking up.

I don't think
we'll have any trouble

getting you back down
in the morning.

Travis was just telling me
he'd like to see the ruins.

Well, I don't think

Hoshi will be joining you.

I'll need a pallet to bring
the other pod back.

Travis, it is.

I'll see you both
in the morning.

Archer out.

Never say
I don't take you anywhere.

You don't take me anywhere.

See you later.

Doctor?

Dr. Phlox.

Hello?

Ah, Ensign.

Something I can do for you?

I just looked in there.

Were you in there?

Did you hear me come in?

I was feeding my leeches.

Are you all right?

You didn't hear me?

I'm right here, Ensign.

Are you not feeling well?

No, I'm not feeling well.

I dematerialized

and then I rematerialized

and... no, I'm not feeling well.

I heard about your ordeal
on the surface.

Those storms sounded terrifying.

Doctor, I'm not talking
about the storms.

I'm talking about my molecules.

Hmm, come sit down.

Let's take a look.

It'll take me a while
to account for every molecule,

but you appear to be
in one piece.

I don't think you're in danger

of becoming the next
Cyrus Ramsey.

Don't tell me they talk
about him on Denobula.

Oh, I spent nearly nine months
on Earth, remember?

I just don't feel right.

Ever since the transport,
I've been shaky, not myself.

Not a single
biomolecular anomaly.

No? How about this?

A subcutaneous pigmentation.

It's not where it used to be.

It was a good centimeter lower.

Well, it looks lovely
where it is now.

It's not a joke, Doctor.

If that machine could
move a birthmark,

who knows what else it could do.

I'm telling you,
I don't feel right.

I have a lot of animals to feed
before bedtime.

If I were you, I'd get
a good night's sleep, hmm?

Hello?

You're needed
on the Bridge, Ensign.

What time is it?

1100 hours.

There's been an emergency.

1100 hours, that's impossible.

My shift starts at 0800.

Now, Ensign.

I'm sorry, Captain, I
don't know what happened.

Tucker and Mayweather
have been taken hostage.

Trip got off a short message,

but we haven't heard
anything in the last hour.

Taken hostage by who?

The people down there

didn't like you
disturbing their ruins.

People? There wasn't
a bio-sign on the planet!

The chambers you
and Mr. Tucker photographed

contained sacred relics.

How could you
possibly know that?

Have you found

their bio-signs?

They're still in the complex.

I'm trying to isolate
the specific chamber.

It's Mayweather's communicator.

Go ahead, Travis.

Aask-jassoss!

Kless-taskossa-moost!

Ensign?

I need more.

This is Captain Archer
of the Starship Enterprise.

We apologize
if we've trespassed.

My crewmen didn't mean any harm.

Saj-kass-mooratta! Assk-oss!

I'm sorry, sir,
it's not working.

I'm going to need more.

Can I speak to one
of my officers?

Nook-saa! Nook-saa!
Joos-ooras-jaaksa!

Shoss-tanna-raak-tooka!
Mooras-aansanna-taas jaaksa!

It's not going to get
much better than that.

What's the problem?

Maybe you should
forget about the UT.

Just try and talk to them.

Asjaal-sookoss...?

Slaajoora!
Raak-raak-saa!

Tanns-raak... ooras-tooranna...

Nook-saa! Haasta!

If I went back
to the universal translator,

maybe I could...

You already tried that.

Talk to them.

I can't.

Lives are at stake, Ensign.

I know. I don't understand
what he's saying. I'm...

I'm sorry. I'm... sorry.

No need to apologize.

Why don't you go back to your
quarters and get some rest.

Captain, I realize I overslept.

I don't know how it happened.

But, please,

I don't want to go
back to my quarters.

Take the com.

Aye, Captain.

Malcolm.

Anyone sitting here?

Subcommander?

Ensign... would you
like to join me?

Thank you.

I would've thought
you'd be on the Bridge.

Why is that?

Commander Tucker, Travis...

The hostage situation
was resolved.

They're back on board.

It's only been an hour
since I left the Bridge.

What happened?

Crewman Baird deciphered
their language.

A simple bimodal syntax.

I don't understand how.

With the universal translator.

That's impossible.

I ran every linguistic
algorithm.

When the Captain agreed

to return
the soil and rock samples

and destroy the photographs
that were taken,

the hostages were released.

If we have decrypted
the language,

I should get back to the Bridge.

It sounds like the Captain might
want to speak with them again.

Captain Archer has asked

that you remain off duty
for the time being.

Crewman Baird has been placed
in charge of communications.

After lunch, you should take a
look at the secondary couplings.

They're going to need
to be aligned.

Alison.

Start on C-Deck,
then work your way down.

Yes, ma'am.

The stream's too unstable.

Come on, Hoshi.

What?

You can do it, Ensign.

It's as easy as one, two...

Can you see me?

Ensign?

Can you see me?

Is there something in particular

you'd like me to look at?

Something's wrong, Doctor.
Something's very wrong.

Ever since I used
that transporter,

nothing has been the way
that it's supposed to be.

I couldn't translate

a simple bimodal syntax,
but Crewman Baird could.

Crewman Baird doesn't know
the first thing

about our linguistic database.

And Captain Archer told me
to stay in my quarters,

but my mirror doesn't want
to give me a solid reflection,

and my shower can't decide

whether to bounce off me
or go through me.

And nobody wants to talk to me.

Sometimes, I think they don't
even see that I'm there.

The turbolift control
won't even respond to me.

Well, I see you, Ensign.

And the Sick Bay doors
responded when you came in.

Transporter technology
is very new.

I'm sure humans
were equally frightened

when the automobile was
introduced, or the airplane.

New forms of transport
take a while to get used to.

I'm not at all surprised
at your reaction.

You wouldn't catch me
using that apparatus.

But I...

I can promise you one thing.

You're in perfect health.

You're neither transparent
nor porous.

You won't put this on
my medical record, will you?

As far as I'm concerned,

I didn't even see you
come in here.

Not funny, Doctor.

I would like to give you
a mild sedative, hmm?

It'll help you get
a good night's sleep.

If it's all the same to you,

the last thing I need right now
is to be medicated.

As you wish.

But stop by in the morning,
all right?

First thing.

Thank you, Doctor.

You're upside down, Ensign.

I was taught never to contradict

a superior officer.

The Captain told me
what happened.

Did they treat you all right?

Didn't even tie us up.

As soon as the Captain promised
to give them their stuff back,

they walked us
to the shuttlepods

and away we went.

I'm sorry I wasn't more helpful

trying to translate.

I don't know what happened.

Well, we're safe and sound.
That's all that matters.

Have you tried this thing?

I get motion sickness, remember?

Have you felt okay

since we were transported
yesterday?

Considering that I've

been back down to the surface,

kidnapped and released,
I've probably had better days.

Why, are you not feeling well?

I didn't think I was.

But the doctor seems to feel
my symptoms are psychological.

What kind of symptoms?

I just haven't been myself.

Everything's a little off...

even the laws of physics.

Well, in that case,
you're right.

You shouldn't get on this thing.

The laws of physics

don't apply in here, either.

Sorry. Just trying
to cheer you up.

It's okay.

Phlox promises me I'll be fine.

It's going to be a while
before any of us

gets used to being...

taken apart
and put back together again.

It seems perfectly natural
to be anxious about it.

I hope it's just a question
of being anxious.

Well, what else could it be?

I saw my reflection
become transparent.

I saw water pass
right through my hand.

I'm not convinced

that the transporter put me back
the way it's supposed to.

All the king's horses
and all the king's men.

I can see why you might imagine
the universe unraveling.

If you're afraid you haven't
been put back together right,

why assume anything
else makes sense?

If I were you,
I'd ask the doc for a sedative.

Nothing like crawling into bed.

You men are all alike.

No, wait and see.

A night's sleep will do you
a world of good.

Thank God you're here.

I've been stuck in here
for hours.

The door control is...

She was here last night,
right over there.

Commander.

T'Pol to Captain Archer.

Go ahead.

Have the security
details reported back?

No sign of her yet.

We've covered the forward
section of C-Deck.

She's not here.

Yes, she is.

Have you tried the bio-searches
again, Captain?

Still nothing.

Well, I'll go take
a look at them.

I'm going to maintain
our present orbit

until Hoshi turns up.

T'Pol, meet me in Sick Bay
right away.

Yes, sir.

She came to Sick Bay

after the incident
with the storm.

Then a second time
early last night.

She wasn't feeling well?

She said she felt shaky.

You're aware that
was the first time

she'd ever transported?

Quite aware.

I believed that was the
source of her anxiety.

She was convinced

her molecules hadn't
been reassembled properly.

I should've taken her
more seriously.

These are the biomolecular scans

I took during each
of her two visits.

They seemed perfectly
normal at the time.

When I heard she was missing,

something made me
take a closer look.

You see these protein filaments?

Now look at... this.

I'm going to need
some help here, Phlox.

Look how much her subcellular
membranes have degraded.

These scans were taken
less than 24 hours apart.

It's virtually impossible.

What's impossible?

Ensign Sato wasn't imagining it.

Her molecules are coming apart.

It's the secondary phase coils.

What about them?

They're not aligning.

They're not perfectly
synchronized.

It must've happened right after
I came up from the surface.

If they're not perfectly
synchronized?

The resequencing would start
to dissipate.

Within hours, she'll lose
molecular cohesion.

She didn't want to go first.

I told her I wouldn't
leave her alone

with that storm coming,

but she insisted
on going second.

She wanted to be sure it was
working, that it was safe.

I'm the one
who should be missing.

I told her to go first.

She should've listened to me.

It wasn't your fault.

Take the transporter off-line
and figure out what went wrong.

Starfleet promised me this sort
of thing wouldn't happen.

Aye, sir.

Captain, if there was a loss
of molecular cohesion,

I'm afraid we shouldn't be
looking for Hoshi per se.

What should we be looking for?

Subcellular residue.

There wouldn't be
anything left by now

except for subcellular residue.

You're wrong, Doctor.

I'm still in one piece.

You just can't see me.

Have the doctor help you
recalibrate the sensors.

Then start scanning for this...

residue.

Archer to Mayweather.

Go ahead, sir.

Prepare to break orbit
and resume previous course.

Aye, Captain.

I'll be in... my ready room.

There's no way to be certain
this is her.

Is it Hoshi's DNA or isn't it?

It's difficult to tell.

The amino acids
have broken down.

- Don't waste your time.
- It's not me.

The internal scan said
"Access Shaft B7."

She's got to be here somewhere.

If you spend a little more time

trying to figure out
what happened to...

Aask-jassoss!

What's the problem?

The stream's too unstable.

Lieutenant?

You can do it, Ensign.

It's as easy as one, two...

Here, Doc, over here.

What do you think?

Try isolating the dipeptides.

Now run a comparison
with her genetic profile.

Why would she have
come down here?

I doubt we'll ever know,
Commander.

Well, Captain Archer will want
Hoshi's parents to have this.

They're both alive, aren't they?

Yeah, both alive.

You go ahead, Doc.

I'm going to...

I'm going to stick
around for a minute.

I understand.

Hoshi.

You can see me?

I should've made you go first.

What could I have been thinking
leaving you down there?

I was the ranking officer

and I had no business
leaving a subordinate

in the path of those storms.

Why didn't you listen to me?

I told you we'd be safe.

And now look what you've done.

Aask-jassoss toorat.

Raak-sakoss.

Aask-kass toorat?

Vaas.

Captain, I need you
to listen to me.

There are aliens on
board from the surface.

They're planting
bombs on D-Deck.

You've got to hear me.

The ship is in danger.

Go ahead.

We've located her father, sir.

The mother isn't home.

What time is it there?

0900.

Put him through.

Good morning, sir.

Captain Archer.

Is everything all right?

No, sir, everything...
is not all right.

We've had an accident
with our transporting device.

Transporting device?

What is that?

You don't have time for this.

A matter-stream converter.

It was approved for
transporting bio-matter

before we left Earth.

Got to find something
that'll get your attention.

We've used it a number of...

Bio-matter?

What are you referring to,
produce or people?

I'm just... trying
to explain to you

that Starfleet told us

it was safe.

So... Hoshi is safe.

No, sir.

There was an accident.

She began to...

Her molecules

began to destabilize.

Her molecules?

What are you talking about,
Captain?

This isn't easy, sir.

I fought to get Hoshi
to come on this mission.

I'm responsible for
her being out here.

She's... become a
member of our family.

Family?

We're her family, not you.

Why are you calling me?

To say that she has become
a member of your family?

I'm sorry, Captain.

You are not making any sense.

We lost Hoshi today... Mr. Sato.

I wish I didn't have
to tell you that.

You are saying Hoshi is dead?

We're all going
to be dead
I'm sorry, sir.

If I can't get him
to notice this.

Maybe...
you could call us back later.

This afternoon?

How about Morse code?
You know Morse Code, don't you?

I must have time to speak
with Hoshi's mother.

Come on, listen.

This afternoon.

Can you hear it?

I'm so sorry.

So am I.

Come on.

That's right.

It's not supposed
to be making that noise, is it?

Listen, you can hear it.

S-O-S. S-O-S...
It's a call for help.

I need you to hear it.

Archer to T'Pol.

Yes, Captain?

Could you come in here
for a minute?

Right away.

That's right... show it to her.

One of you will figure it out.

Look at this.

I've never heard it
make that noise before.

A plasma circuit's
being interrupted.

I'll ask Commander Tucker
to take a look at it.

Listen to the pattern.

Three dots, three dashes,
three dots.

S-O-S.

Dots.

Dots and dashes... Morse code.

Its been used on Earth
for centuries.

It's a distress call.

Let's see how good
your memory is.

H... O...

It's changed.

S...

H...

It still sounds like Morse code.

I. Come on.

This plasma circuit
is self-contained.

No one outside of this room

could be using it
to send a message.

I'm not outside this room,
I'm right here.

It's been a very difficult day.

Perhaps you should
try and get some rest.

You're right.

I'll have Trip
look at it tomorrow.

Tomorrow's too late!

They're going to blow up
the ship. Captain!

Taskjas-looran nee-jat.

Ook'ka-sah.

Soorar aht-toss!

Sahrrok.

Akaasloora-vee-noyanna.

Tett.

No, wait!

What's the problem?

What?

The stream's too unstable.

Come on, Hoshi. Come on.

You can do it, Ensign.

It's as easy as one, two...

three.

Nice work, Malcolm.

See, I told you, piece of cake.

Where are they?
We've got to stop them.

Who?

You heard me?
You can hear me?

Do you see me?

Everything's fine, Hoshi.

It's not fine.

They put b*mb
on the warp reactor.

Who?
The aliens from
the surface.

There's no one on the surface...
It's uninhabited.

What are you talking about?

They kidnapped you and Travis!

We've got to stop them!

Hoshi, the transporter
was affected by the storms.

I had some trouble reintegrating
your matter stream.

Trouble?

You were sort of...
trapped in the pattern buffer.

But only for a few seconds.

8.3 seconds to be precise.

Are you saying that I
was just on the surface?

You insisted on going second.

Do you have a mirror?

What?

Forget it.

And I was sure I was going
to be the next Cyrus Ramsey.

Cyrus who?

So you're saying all of that
happened in eight seconds?

Actually, it probably happened
in the last one or two seconds

as your matter stream
was coalescing.

She seems fine.

Malcolm is recommending

some new transport protocols
to Starfleet.

He's suggesting we start
compressing the transport beam.

Well, I hope you don't plan

on beaming me anywhere
for a long time.

But you said you stepped

onto the aliens'
transporter by choice.

I was trying to save Enterprise.

Sounds like you
overcame your fear.

It's all in my head, remember?

Does it matter?

You were afraid of getting lost,

afraid of disappearing...

but you still climbed
onto that platform.

Real or not.

If it's all the
same to you, sir,

I'd like to stick to shuttlepods

for the time being.

Come on.

Let's go to the Bridge.

Captain...

if you don't mind.