Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Mr. Reed thinks we should come down and get you.

I guess it just takes a more discriminating palate

I've got a fix. Twenty kilometers northeast.

I don't see any cities or agriculture.

- Are you okay? - Headache.

If there's someone back there, I intend to find them.

We didn't imagine this, captain.

If you're waiting for me to pass out, you're wasting your time.

Normally, it's found in certain flowering plants.

and we're apparently not alone.

They lured us down here so they could sabotage our mission.

No different than any other.

This could be evidence.

A windstorm's moving across the northern continent.

- We're leaking plasma coolant. - Almost there.

Other than ourselves, there are no humanoid life forms here.

- What? - Someone's out there.

Whatever she told you about humans...

You might be doing it again.

- She's mistaken. - No, I'm not.

- Phlox to Captain Archer. - Go ahead.

This is a major breach of security, but I'm going to have to trust you.

I hate to add to our problems, but we're running low on water.

We think it was blown down from the mountains when the wind started.

- Less than half a kilometer from here. - I think we're gonna need it.

Our little Vulcan here is not what she appears to be. Never was.

But I couldn't call a place home unless it came with a pair of warp nacelles.

Starfleet sent us here to make contact with a silicon-based life form.