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The power levels aboard Tin Man
Meeting adjourned, then.
in a few seconds.
Don't you see, Data?
Those are their orders if they can't secure the alien.
on an intercept course.
I mean, talking to them,
I should have brought up the Romulans earlier,
Go to Red Alert, shields to maximum.
I do not require rest.
The stress of exposure to so many minds
are increasing beyond our sensor range.
I don't care whether you believe that or not.
Data to Enterprise. Enterprise, come in.
If Darson had listened to me, no one would have died.
Aye, sir.
- Hail them. We cannot allow them to-- - They won't listen to you!
It hasn't seen another of its kind for millennia.
No, no, that's too much. We'll have to do it manually.
The first thing it did was to destroy a space vessel.
but he's not what you might expect, captain.
Enterprise, your presence here is a violation of Romulan space.
Its continuing mission: to explore strange new worlds,
Captain's log, stardate 43779.3.
And no one besides you seems to be missing my charming--
He's restful.
That being first at any cost is not always the point.
Come on.
A distance of 3.8 billion kilometers.
If the Romulans wish the honor of first contact, let them have it.
Difficult to explain, sir.
to continue collecting information on the alien.
It seems you woke your Tin Man.
I know.
It's beginning.
Hey, Will.
We can maneuver on impulse, sir.
Some kind of force field went up.
No one knows where it came from or why it's here.
Computer, run a level-two diagnostic.
Oh, Data, you're uniquely qualified.
The good news is we have partial long-range sensors.
you do understand.
But you accepted this mission.
So that was Tam Elbrun. What happened was his fault?
Captain, I don't--
would compromise operational safety limits.
There is a large chamber 20 meters ahead.
Good. That's good.
I like him.
It may be the last of its species.
is being maintained,
I know.
Well, except for your friend Data.