Well done, Jonathan.
Thank you, Admiral.
I've been told that people are calling us heroes.
When it comes to my crew, you won't get any argument from me.
But I think it's important that we remember the heroes who aren't with us--
the 27 crewmen who didn't make it back.
Without their sacrifice, I wouldn't be standing here right now.
None of us would.
But I'm sure I speak on behalf of my entire crew when I say...
it's good to be home.
The bar's reserved for regular customers.
Galactic heroes have to sit at a table.
I heard about your promotion.
- Congratulations, Captain. - Thanks.
- Cheers. - Cheers.
So what was it like in the Expanse?
- You'll be at the debriefing tomorrow, won't you? - Mm-hmm.
I wouldn't want to spoil any surprises.
Besides, I've got more important questions.
Seen any good movies while I was gone?
Another World War III epic.
Swept all the awards.
But you haven't missed much.
Earth's been holding its breath for the past year,
wondering if the Xindi were going to come back and finish the job.
On the bright side, there've been more weddings and births than ever before.
I don't see a ring.
I'm married to Starfleet. Just like you.
Looks like you're taking enough clothes to last a year.
You wanted something?
I told the captain I wanted to stay aboard and supervise the refit,
but he suggested I take a break.
More like an order, actually.
The problem is, I'm not sure where to go.
Lizzie's gone, my home town doesn't exist anymore.
I guess this is my home now.
- You could come with me. - To Vulcan?
The transport leaves at 1100 hours.
Where would I stay?
There's a guest room in my mother's home.
Oh, your mom's house, huh?
What... what does she know about me?
I've never mentioned you.
So you'd introduce me as...?
Commander Charles Tucker III.
You've told the Captain that you don't get to see as many alien cultures as you'd like.
You've never been to Vulcan.
1100 hours, huh? I'd better start packing.
We've tied these stations directly in the primary EPS junction.
I hope you don't mind if I steal some of these improvements.
I won't say anything... if you do me a small favor.
My senior officer candidates. I'd like to get your opinion.
You've served with a few of them.
You might want to talk to someone about installing a lumbar support.
You're going to spend a lot of hours in that chair.
We've improved hull polarization by 12%
Be able to hang in a firefight a little longer.
Ventral and dorsal torpedo launchers, pulsed phase cannons.
Upgrades you recommended.
What is it?
I had an argument once with Captain Jefferies.
He was one of the designers of the NX-Class.
I'm aware of that.
I told him I didn't want to be in command of a warship
trying to make first contact with new species.
Jefferies was right.
We needed those weapons... and a hell of a lot more.
The asteroids were loaded with trellium ore.
We think the Vulcans entered the field in order to mine it.
It's an alloy that protects against spatial anomalies. ships in the Expanse used it to insulate their hulls.
Your log reflects that when you boarded the Seleya you found the crew in a "delusional, violent state."
They attacked us the minute we docked.
The trellium had a toxic effect on the Vulcans.
It damaged their neural pathways.
They lost the ability to suppress their emotions.
According to your log, the entire crew of the Seleya was killed when you triggered a reactor breach.
The breach was an accident. We were trying to disable their power grid.
As far as I can determine, you didn't try to save a single Vulcan crewman.
There was no point. They were too far gone.
Is that your medical opinion, Captain?
Phlox made that determination.
Our specialists have examined the data you sent back.
It's far from certain that the neurological damage was irreversible.
There was nothing we could do for them.
T'Pol was exposed to the trellium. She recovered.
I couldn't help them!
There's no need to get emotional, Captain.
You spent several hours in the ship's auxiliary control room.
In that time, did you try to access the internal sensors,
or download the computer database?
So in effect, we don't know bY what really happened aboard the Seleya.
What the hell does that mean?
Because of this oversight, we'll never have a complete picture of the events that led to the ship's destruction.
I just told you exactly what led to the ship's destruction.
I'm not going to sit here and be accused of murdering those people.
No one is accusing you of anything, Captain.
Maybe that crew would still be alive if you'd been a little more helpful.
I beg your pardon?
You did everything you could to sabotage our mission.
I got more help from the Andorians than I ever got from the High Command...
That's enough, Captain.
This planet would be a cloud of dust right now if we'd listened to you.
- How can you be taking his side? - I am not taking anyone's side.
You were out of line.
They don't lift a finger to help us and now I have to justify myself to that son of a bitch?
The debriefing's on hold-- indefinitely.
I want you to take some time off to clear your head.
With all due respect, Admiral, I don't need a vacation.
That's an order, Captain!
Um, if you wouldn't mind.
Not exactly traveling light, are you?
Why leave the, uh, comforts of home when you can take it all with you, hm?
I trust you'll be taking the proper precautions on the surface.
What do you mean?
Oh, I'm surprised you haven't heard.
An Andorian and two Rigelians were attacked.
Apparently, the Xindi incident has caused a degree of xenophobia.
It's hard to believe in this day and age.
I'm told the Vulcans are staying behind the walls of their compound.
Well, I'm not going to let a few isolated incidents disrupt my vacation plans, hmm?
I lived on Earth for many years before coming aboard Enterprise.
I don't think this is the same planet you remember, Doctor.
People are looking for someone to blame and... they don't care who it is.
I appreciate your concern, but I'll be fine. Would you?
Mind if I ask what you're doing here?
You know better than to go climbing without a partner.
About that volcano we saw on the way down-- Mount Tar'ana?
It still active?
There are frequent eruptions.
We can schedule a tour of the crater if you're interested.
Volcanoes, ancient ruins, fire plains...
I'm not sure where to start.
So, this is where you grew up.
It's not like I imagined.
Well, it... it's beautiful.
- Vulcans appreciate beauty. - Well, I had no doubt about that.
You always were a snazzy dresser.
Commander Tucker, I suggest...
You didn't tell me you were bringing a guest.
Mother, you're home.
It's agreeable to see you.
You appear well.
I'm Charles Tucker.
Pleased to meet you, ma'am.
Why is he here?
Commander Tucker is my colleague...
He wanted to visit Vulcan.
This is the first time you've broght a colleague home with you.
You both must be very tired after your journey.
The guest room is on the south end of the house.
It's not yet midday. Why aren't you at the Science Academy?
I'm no longer an instructor there.I wrote you a letter.
Didn't Starfleet transmit it to your ship?
We had communication difficulties in the Expanse.
I don't know why you're surprised.This was planned years ago.
There's more to life than one's profession.
Perhaps you'll learn that one day.
It seems that I'm not the only one who knew you were coming.
You received this yesterday.
It's from Koss.
Did you believe he had forgotten you?
You're going to respond.
I have nothing to say to Koss.
- He's your fiance. - Former fiance.
That is a matter for debate.
It would be wise for you to speak with him.
You probably don't want to hear this, but I got a call from my brother yesterday--
they renamed my old high school after you.
How many is that, two, three dozen?
- I'm not counting. - And that's just North America.
I don't think Zefram Cochrane has that many schools named after him.
So, did you get a chance to look 'em over?
Look what over?
My senior officer candidates.
Any suggestions for Tactical?
You may want to find someone... with more field experience-- a MACO.
I'm not sure how I feel about a military officer on the bridge.
If I were you, I'd talk to General Casey about assigning an entire squad.
Things have changed since Enterprise left space dock.
You'll spend a lot of your time boldly going into battle.
Don't you think you're being a little cynical?
Did you read my reports?
Yes, Captain, I did.
Tracks are a few days old.
Ooh. Good thing I have you to protect me.
What time is it?
We have to prepare the morning meal.
As guests, it's expected of us.
The Nar'ru vines have bloomed early this year.
I've had ample time to attend to them.
It sounds as if you're not enjoying retirement.
You still haven't told me the reason for your visit.
I didn't know one was necessary.
I thought perhaps you'd decided to rejoin the High Command.
I've been offered a commission with Starfleet.
If I accept, it could be several years before I'm able to return home.
The gespar isn't fresh.
My stasis unit needs to be replaced.
Mm. Well, I'd be happy to take a look at it.
If I can recalibrate a work reactor, I ought to be able to handle a kitchen appliance.
My daughter's always been fascinated by alien worlds.
She was all too eager to finish her schooling and leave Vulcan.
As I recall, you encouraged me to leave.
A mother is expected to push her young out of the nest.
At some point, they're supposed to return.
I'm told that on Earth a human child chooses their own path in life.
They put their own wishes ahead of their family's.
That's true for the most part.
You've learned much from them, haven't you?
A Starfleet posting is no less important than one with the High Command.
I'm sure Father would have approved.
Your father believed that our work should enrich Vulcan society.
Earth is supposed to be our ally.
What's happened to you?
We shouldn't argue in front of a guest.
Well, thank you, that's very kind of you to say.
Unfortunately, we can't actually give tours of the ship.
But if that policy ever changes, you two will be the first to know.
You had to wear that jacket.
You think I wear this jacket to attract attention?
How's your drink?
Uh... delicious. Thank you.
'Cause I'd heard someplace your people didn't like alcohol.
Well, you may be thinking of Vulcans.
You know, you're right.
I get your species mixed up all the time.
Is there something we can help you with?
I'm just trying to make sure your friend here is comfortable.
Sitting in a bar full of so many strange looking aliens like us.
I'm quite comfortable.
'Cause if you weren't, if humans make you nervous for some reason,
the Vulcan Consulate's on the other side of the bridge.
Bet there's someplace there where someone like yourself could get a nice, refreshing beverage.
Well, perhaps we should, uh, be on our way, hm?
We're not going anywhere, Doctor.
If your friend wants to go, you should let him go.
You're not chasing anyone out of here.
You Starfleet people are the real problem.
You fly all around space telling every species you meet where to find Earth.
Did it ever occur to you that might not be the smartest thing to do?
Sir... why don't you just go back to the bar?
Well, excuse me, Admiral.
I don't take orders from you.
You heard him-- step away from the table.
I just want to thank you for letting me stay here.
Expressing gratitude is an Earth custom.
T'Pol says thank you all the time.
It's nice to have a place to go home to.
I know that you are romantically involved with my daughter.
There's no logic in denying it.
How long have you been attracted to her?
Uh... I knew we had some kind of chemistry the first time we got into an argument.
I never had fun arguing with anyone before.
I got the impression T'Pol wasn't going to say anything to you.
I'm her mother.
You've repaired it?
The field generator just needed a little adjustment.
It's good as new.
If you have the time, perhaps you could repair my food synthesizer.
Would you mind?
I need to speak with T'Pol.
I want to hear about your life aboard the human ship.
You must have many fascinating stories.
Why are you here?
The answer should be obvious.
You've received my letters.
You know I'm not interested in marriage.
The decision isn't ours alone.
My parents believe in the old traditions.
For them, betrothal cannot simply be dismissed.
You have the option of choosing another mate.
I don't want another mate.
You should be aware, I've been ill recently.
It could take some time for me to recover, assuming it's even possible.
I can help.
My father's a man of influence.
He knows the finest doctors in the province.
I intend to go through with this.
What if I declare the kal-if-fee?
Is that what you want... a fight to the death?
Perhaps your human friend would make a suitable challenger.
You find this amusing.
Call a challenger if you wish.
I'll do whatever's necessary.
It's best if you leave.
I may be able to help your mother.
What do you mean?
My father could have her reinstated.
She was asked to resign.
I've said more than I should.
If we were to marry, you'd only have to live on Vulcan for one year.
You could resume your career with Starfleet after that.
Is that what you want-- an absent wife?
I'd want you to be happy.
You should go.
How about that?
Just to the left of Polaris.
We found our first M-class planet around that star.
Maybe humans will go back someday, build a colony?
I doubt it.
The air was filled with a psychotropic compound.
After breathing it for a few hours, my senior officers nearly killed each other.
Maybe the Vulcans were right.
Maybe we weren't ready.
How long were we supposed to wait?
Look what it's gotten us. We almost lost Earth.
Enterprise saved Earth.
If we weren't out there stirring up trouble, seven million people might still be alive.
You weren't stirring up trouble. You were exploring.
I'm not sure there's much of a difference.
What do you suggest?
- Put our starships in mothballs? - No, we need them.
But look at the Vulcans. They're not explorers.
They keep their ships close to home. Never know who's going to come calling.
That's not the mission either one of us signed up for.
Well, maybe you'll feel differently after you've delivered a few dozen eulogies.
It's difficult to meditate with you standing there.
This retirement wasn't your choice.
That's not entirely accurate.
I chose to retire rather than face dismissal.
I was under investigation by the Security Ministry.
They claimed I had taken restricted data from the Academy archives.
- Did you? - No.
- I don't understand. - Their accusations were fabricated.
I was told that if I left the Academy they would end the inquiry.
Why would the Ministry do this?
Because of me?
They blamed me for the incident at P'Jem.
After the monastery was destroyed, the First Minister was dismissed.
You've made many enemies here.
They couldn't reach me on Enterprise, so they punished you.
How could you let them do this?
Your emotions were always close to the surface, but you managed to suppress them.
It's because of this Commander Tucker, isn't it?
He's the reason why you refused to bond with Koss.
Do you really believe that a human and a Vulcan can have a future together?
Imagine the shame your children would endure...
assuming that the two of you could have children.
That wouldn't be your concern.
You all right?
I'm not even sure what "all right" means anymore.
Want to talk about it?
There's an old code among climbers:
anything that happens on the mountain stays there.
Do you want to know why I'm out here?
I figure this is the last place I'd run into anyone who'd want to shake my hand
or take my picture or tell me I'm an inspiration to their children.
If they knew what I'd done...
You did what any captain would have done.
Does that include torture?
Or marooning a ship full of innocent people?
Because I don't remember reading those chapters in the handbook.
Where are you going, John?
- Are you going to go climbing in the middle of the night? - Why not?
It'd be a shame if you lost your footing. It's a long way down.
But at least you wouldn't have to deal with these feelings anymore.
Are you telling me I have some kind of a death wish?
You tell me.
All I'm trying to do is get away from you.
I look at you and I see the person I was three years ago--
the explorer that my father wanted me to be.
I lost something out there.
I don't know how to get it back.
What was that?
Something I haven't done in a while.
Whatever you lost, maybe I could help you find it.
You know, we have time when we get back to earth,
I'd like to show you some sights... return the favor.
There's something I need to tell you.
I've decided to marry Koss.
If I join his family, my mother will regain her position at the Academy.
His father is a senior administrator with a great deal of influence.
I don't get it. Are they forcing you to do this?
The decision is mine.
My mother resigned because of my actions.
Why? You told me three years ago you didn't even love this guy.
So you're just going to leave Starfleet, move back to Vulcan?
I've been negotiating with Koss's family.
We won't have to reside together... not right away.
- I'll remain on Enterprise for the time being. - That's real generous of you.
Trip, I have to do this.
For many reasons.
And how am I supposed to take this?
You brought me 16 light years just to watch you get married to someone you barely know?
We should have brought a camera.
You remember that planet I told you about?
There was a mountain range on the Southern Continent.
The view was almost as amazing as this.
That's a good day's climb we've got ahead of us.
We can reach the summit by nightfall, but...
we should get moving.
I think the view is fine from here.
I'm glad you tagged along.
there's still something I'm not quite clear about.
Why did we stop seeing each other?
Well... I was your superior officer.
It wasn't appropriate.
You're not my superior anymore.
I wonder if Starfleet would approve-- the captains of the only two warp five ships?
Well, you're forgetting the climber's code.
So, what's the verdict? Am I gonna live?
Your parasite count is almost negligible.
This should dispose of the rest of them.
- I hope you're going to make it tonight. - Hmm?
Madame Chang's. Don't tell me that you forgot.
Ah... um... my ozmotic eel is under the weather. I should stay aboard until she's feeling better.
Wait-- no, you've been talking about the egg drop soup at this place for as long as I've known you.
I'm sure you and Ensign Mayweather will enjoy it.
I spoke with Travis.
What happened to you the other night?
Oh, you must mean the, uh...
Nothing more than an instinctive defensive response.
So you're going to stay aboard the ship? Because of some loudmouth in a bar?
My presence could provoke another incident. Someone could get hurt...
This isn't the way to deal with prejudice.
The best thing is to show your face and remind people that there are aliens who don't want to blow up the planet.
I can't blame those men for the way they reacted.
Earth has survived a horrific attack.
It will take time for the trauma to heal. Besides, I have friends to keep me company.
- Now, if it's not too much trouble, - I'll bring you some takeout.
...the details of this debriefing will remain classified, as ordered by the Command Council.
If there are no further questions...
I want to apologize for what I said to you the other day. I was out of line.
Yes, you were.
I'm glad we can finally agree on something.
Your actions, while being morally questionable, were necessary.
I opposed your appointment as captain of Enterprise,
but it's obvious now that I was wrong.
T'Pol has told me that the Expanse would have someday encompassed hundreds of systems, including Vulcan.
You've done a great service for both our worlds.
Koss and his family are waiting.
I'll be there as soon as I can.
Know any good tailors?
These clothes belonged to my husband.
They fit you well.
Aren't you bothered by the fact that T'Pol doesn't even care for this guy?
She's fulfilling her family obligation.
I met my husband only once before we were joined.
In time, we developed a deep connection to each other.
Yeah. Well, maybe she'd rather make a connection with someone else.
Have you informed T'Pol?
- Informed her of what? - You're in love with her.
Vulcans may not express their emotions, but we are sensitive to them.
I don't think I knew it until we were standing over that lava field
and she told me she was going to marry Koss.
That's when it hit me I was going to lose her.
I wanted to tell her right there, but... I couldn't.
There's still time.
I thought you didn't approve.
I may not condone your relationship, but it's important for her to have all the facts.
If I say anything, T'Pol might call off the wedding.
Or worse... not call it off.
She's got enough pressure on her as it is.
I don't want to make things any more complicated.
You look amazing.
I'm grateful that you're here.
Wouldn't miss it for the world.
What ye are about to witness comes down from the time of the beginning without change.
This is the Vulcan heart.
This is the Vulcan soul.
This is our way.