Last time on Star Trek: Deep Space Nine...
If you could do any science project you wanted to
anything at all...
Visit the Gamma Quadrant?
We've never heard of the Jem'Hadar.
Then you've been fortunate.
Negotiations with the Dominion
can be a dangerous thing.
( yells )
The Dominion will no longer stand by
and allow ships from your side to violate our territory.
KEOGH: Starfleet's orders are simple.
Traffic through the wormhole will be suspended
until the Odyssey can investigate
the Jem'Hadar's threat.
What about Benjamin and the others?
Don't worry, Lieutenant.
Commander Sisko's return is a top priority.
If you're going to try to rescue them
then we're coming with you.
( roaring )
( yelling )
Here they come.
Major, one of the Jem'Hadar ships
is making a direct run at the Odyssey.
The Jem'Hadar wanted us to escape, didn't they?
You have no idea what's begun here.
She'll be back.
The question is who she'll bring with her.
If the Dominion comes through the wormhole
the first battle will be fought here
and I intend to be ready for them.
And now, the continuation.
( sighs )
We're in trouble, people.
We've run seven simulations and they all come out the same.
The Jem'Hadar overwhelm our defenses
and board the station within two hours.
Two hours doesn't even give us time
to get reinforcements from Bajor.
There must be something we overlooked.
Major, I'm the last one to say it's hopeless
but given DS9's structural limitations
our available power supply
and the difficulty of defending a stationary target
against a heavily armed mobile force
I'd say two hours is optimistic.
Well, regardless of the time
the casualties would be appalling.
All right, let's say we let them board the station.
That still doesn't mean we have to surrender.
What are you suggesting?
We can, uh...
we can hide in the conduits, set up booby traps
prepare ambushes... try and hold out
until we can get reinforcements.
We can try, but I don't think
there'd be much of a station left
by the time they got here.
That leaves us with two options—
abandon the station and make a stand on Bajor.
Or... collapse the entrance to the wormhole.
No, I want a third alternative.
I cannot believe that we can't...
( console beeping demandingly )
Some kind of large subspace surge has just activated
our security sensors.
Where is it?
Bearing 148
mark 215.
Distance 300 meters.
300 meters?
That's almost inside our shield perimeter.
From the intensity in the harmonic signature
it could be a cloaked ship
but I've never seen an energy dispersal pattern like this.
It's too close for comfort, whatever it is.
Red Alert.
Raise shields.
Energize phaser banks.
Stand by to lock photon torpedoes.
The energy signature's fluctuating.
It's de-cloaking.
It's definitely a Federation starship
but I've never seen that design before.
A Federation ship with a cloaking device?
It's hailing us.
On screen.
Hello, Major.
Sorry to startle you, but I wanted
to test the Defiant's cloaking device.
The Defiant?
I've brought back a little surprise for the Dominion.
Captioning sponsored by PARAMOUNT PICTURES
Officially, it's classified as an escort vessel.
Unofficially, the Defiant's a warship—
nothing more, nothing less.
I thought Starfleet didn't believe in warships.
Desperate times breed desperate measures, Major.
Five years ago, Starfleet began exploring the possibility
of building a new class of starship.
This ship would have no families, no science labs
no luxuries of any kind.
It was designed for one purpose only—
to fight and defeat the Borg.
The Defiant was a prototype.
The first ship
in what would have been
a new Federation battle fleet.
So what happened?
The Borg threat became less urgent.
Also, some design flaws cropped up
during the ship's shakedown cruise
so Starfleet decided to abandon the project.
What sort of design flaws?
You'll have complete access to the ship evaluation reports
but, to put it simply, it's overgunned
and overpowered for a ship its size.
During battle drills, it nearly tore itself apart
when the engines were tested at full capacity.
And this is the ship that Starfleet sends us
to fight off an attack by the Dominion?
We're not going to fight the Dominion, Major
at least, not yet anyway.
Our mission is to take the Defiant into the Gamma Quadrant
and try to find the leaders of the Dominion, the Founders.
We have to convince them that the Federation
does not represent a threat to them.
What if they don't believe us?
That's why I asked for the Defiant.
She may have flaws, but she has teeth
and I want the Dominion to know
that we can and will defend ourselves, if necessary.
( door opens )
I've posted two security officers
at the Defiant's docking port, sir.
No one will get near the cloaking device
without us knowing about it.
ODO: I wasn't informed
about any special security arrangements.
The security arrangements were by my request
to protect the cloaking device.
A few introductions are in order.
This is Subcommander T'Rul
from the Romulan Empire.
She's here to operate the cloaking device
which her government
so kindly loaned us for this mission.
Romulan interests will be served through cooperation
and my role is to keep unauthorized personnel
away from the cloaking device.
May I present my officers.
This is Major Ki...
Thank you, but I know their names
and I'm not here to make friends.
( door opens, closes )
Charming.
Well, I am here to make friends.
I'm Lieutenant Commander Michael Eddington
Starfleet Security.
Major Kira Nerys.
Odo, Head of Station Security.
May I ask what your function is here, Commander?
SISKO: There will be a complete mission briefing
at 1800 hours, but be prepared
to depart the station at 0700 tomorrow morning.
Dismissed.
You needn't brace yourself
to give me unpleasant news, Commander.
I'll save you the trouble.
I've been relieved as Chief of Security.
( sighs )
Odo, wait!
You've not been relieved.
You're still in charge
of all non-Starfleet security matters aboard this station.
And what about matters that are Starfleet?
In those areas, you coordinate your efforts
with Commander Eddington.
"Coordinate" is another way of saying
I'll report to him.
I'm sorry, Odo.
This wasn't my idea.
I'm sure it wasn't.
You were just following orders.
An order I strongly disagreed with.
I did everything I could to fight this.
I even took it
to the Chief of Starfleet Security herself
but the decision was final.
May I ask why?
There were some concerns
about several recent security breaches.
( exhales sharply )
If I was given the authority I asked for
instead of being tied to Starfleet regulations
there wouldn't have been any security breaches.
Odo, your resistance to following Starfleet regulations
is part of the problem.
Well, I think there might be a simpler explanation, Commander.
I think Starfleet decided to bring in
someone they could trust—
someone besides "the shape-shifter."
This is not a racial issue, Odo.
I understand
how you must feel, and I...
Commander.
I don't require your understanding.
My resignation will be logged within the hour.
Hey, hey, hey—
I thought you were unpacking.
I am. I mean, I was.
But I just kept looking at the replicator and...
And you just had to have
some I'danian spice pudding.
You know, I still can't believe
I couldn't get a decent bowl back on Earth.
That didn't stop you from ordering it
at every replicator you saw.
So...
is it good to be home?
Yeah.
I can't wait to sleep in my own bed again.
Whew.
I wonder when that happened.
What?
When did I start thinking of this Cardassian monstrosity
as home?
I think it happened...
last Thursday.
Around 1700 hours—
when you took all of this stuff
out of storage back on Earth.
I... Careful, that's a 2,000-year-old Yoruba mask
and that "stuff" is one of the finest collections
of ancient African art...
You'll ever see.
I know.
And I also know how much it means to you.
But, to me, this will always be
the stuff in your library... at home.
When you took it out of storage
so you could bring it here
it meant that Earth wasn't home anymore.
This was.
SISKO: So...
what do you think?
Perfect.
Odo.
There you are.
I just finished talking
to the provisional government
and they want you to go with us to the Gamma Quadrant tomorrow
to act as an official Bajoran representative.
I'm no diplomat.
I know.
That's why they want you to go.
If we do locate the Founders
we're going to need more than diplomacy.
We're going to need to size them up
see what kind of threat they pose
to Bajor, analyze...
You're the military expert, Major, not me.
And I doubt
that the provisional government contacted you
and asked for my presence
on this mission.
If I'm not mistaken
Maybe it is.
Maybe I'm your friend.
And maybe I want you to see
that you are still needed here...
no matter what some idiot Starfleet admiral might think.
The Defiant leaves at 700 hours.
I'm a little confused, Commander.
You want me to go with you to the Gamma Quadrant
to help you locate the Founders.
See? It's not so confusing after all.
You're joking with me, aren't you?
Having a little fun with Quark.
I'm quite serious.
You can't be.
I'm not a diplomat
or an explorer or a tactical officer
or whatever else you might need on this trip.
Now, if you need a caterer, I'd be happy to loan you
a new replicator that I just got...
Eight months ago, you helped the Nagus
establish a trade agreement with the Karemma, uh—
tulaberry wine, I believe.
The Karemma are part of the Dominion.
A minor part— a very minor part.
They might still be able to help us
make contact with the Founders.
Since you're experienced in dealing with the Karemma,
it seems to me that you're the logical person...
Actually, my brother Rom did most of the talking.
I think he'd be better suited for this mission.
Not Rom— you.
But why?
Rom only has a son to think about.
I have a business.
You.
I'm sorry, Commander, but I must refuse.
My last experience with the Jem'Hadar
was not a pleasant one
and I have no intention of repeating it.
Now, there's no way you can legally force me to do this.
( thump )
The scepter of the Grand Nagus.
I had a chance to discuss this mission with him
on my way back from Earth.
He seemed to agree with me.
Unless peaceful contact
can be established with the Founders
business opportunities in the Gamma Quadrant
might suddenly dry up.
He also agreed with me that you
are the perfect man to help me.
I don't believe it.
Which is why he sent this along.
He thought it might convince you
of the high value he holds
for the success of this mission.
Now...
are you going to defy
the wishes of the Grand Nagus himself?
No, no... of course not.
I'm happy to serve the Nagus any way I can.
Thanks, Quark.
I knew I could count on you.
Yeah.
Quark?
Aren't you forgetting something?
Oh.
( door opens, closes )
I just thought you'd like to know.
The Defiant will be ready at 0700 hours.
Did it pass the Chief's inspection?
Does anything?
His maintenance list is as long as this table.
But he did say it will take us where we're going.
And back, I hope.
Well, he said that was up to you.
I'd never have volunteered for this mission
if I didn't think we had a chance of coming back.
How many times did Curzon tell you
never volunteer for anything?
As I recall, Curzon broke that rule a few times himself.
And regretted it every time.
This is different.
I'd be regretting it even more
if we just waited around for an invasion.
If I know Starfleet, they must have run
at least 200 probability studies
on this mission of ours.
So what are the odds of us succeeding?
Slim.
But better odds than fighting off
a Jem'Hadar assault on this station.
And if the station falls, then Bajor falls
and I will not let that happen.
You know, after Jennifer died
I never thought I would see you this passionate
about something again.
Two months ago, I would have agreed with you.
Then I went back to Earth
and I spent all those weeks debriefing
at Starfleet Headquarters.
And I...
I used to get a thrill just walking into that building.
I'd look around at the admirals
and think, "One day, that's going to be me.
"One day, I'm the one
that's going to be making the big decisions."
Curzon always thought that was very funny.
Did he?
What I mean is
he could never see a set of admiral stars on your collar.
He thought that just making the decisions
would never satisfy you.
You had to implement them—
see the results, face the consequences.
Curzon always thought you were the kind of man
who had to be in the thick of things—
not behind some desk at Headquarters.
He was a smart old man, wasn't he?
He'd like to think so.
You'd better get a good night's sleep.
I was just about to say the same thing to you.
I'll see you in the morning, Benjamin.
BASHIR: The medical database is practically nonexistent.
I've downloaded as many of my files
from the station as I can
but this ship simply wasn't designed
to handle many casualties.
Do the best you can, and let's hope we don't
have to put your new database to a test.
Yes, sir.
Quark's settling into his quarters
and asked me to relay to you
his profound disappointment
in the accommodations, and to inform you
that he could get you in touch
with several reputable interior decorators
for a modest fee.
I'll take his offer under advisement.
Stand by to get underway.
Tactical and communications are ready, sir.
Navigation and operations, ready.
Weapons ready.
Warp power available at your command.
Very well.
Seal the airlock, release docking clamps, aft...
O'BRIEN: Just a moment, sir.
There's someone in the airlock.
It's Odo.
Sisko to Odo.
Is there a problem, Constable?
No, Commander. I would like permission to come aboard.
I'm here at the request of the Bajoran government.
Permission granted.
Thank you, sir.
Dax, we'll have to arrange some quarters for the Constable.
I'll do it, sir.
I need to go down to what is laughingly called the Sick Bay.
Thank you, Doctor.
O'BRIEN: Odo's aboard, sir.
The airlock's clear.
Release docking clamps.
Aft thrusters at one quarter.
Port and starboard at station keeping.
We've cleared the station.
Lay in a course to the wormhole.
I want to cloak as soon as we reach the Gamma Quadrant.
Understood.
Course laid in, sir.
Engage.
The cloaking device is operating
within normal parameters.
Set course for the Karemma system.
Warp 7.
DAX: Aye, sir.
Engage.
QUARK: Odo!
( groans )
( sighs in exasperation )
Is this the best you can do?
I'm afraid so.
Most of the crew quarters don't have life supports yet.
Besides, I think we'd all feel a bit better
with someone here to watch over Quark.
I take that
as a personal insult, Doctor.
You should.
Now, I think I'll let you two bunkmates
get more comfortable.
Am I glad to see you.
I have been stuck
down here in this miserable hole
ever since I came on board.
Bunk beds!
No view.
And I can't tell you what came out
of that replicator when I asked for synthehol.
So...
what's your role in this little adventure?
Providing security, no doubt.
Well, of course you are.
I mean, why else would you be here?
I can tell you, I feel much safer now
just knowing you're along
because I know...
I have been holding this shape for 16 hours.
I have to revert back to my liquid state
but I don't want you to watch and gawk at me!
I understand, completely.
This is a very private moment
and I won't interfere.
This won't be so bad...
( roars )
I have no interest in speaking to you
or in listening to your witless prattle!
So stay out of my way
or you'll regret the day you ever met me!
Commander, long-range sensors
have picked up two Jem'Hadar warships directly ahead.
They're heading this way at warp 5.
How close will they pass us?
100,000 kilometers.
That's well within range of their weapons, Commander.
Should I alter course?
No, we need to know if they can see through the cloaking device
and this is as good a time as any.
Maintain course
and speed.
Red Alert.
Aye, sir.
Here they come.
They'll pass us in five seconds.
On screen.
Track them.
O'BRIEN: They're continuing
on their original heading.
No indication that they saw us.
( console beeping )
Wait a minute.
They're changing course.
Heading this way.
They must have seen us.
They're powering their weapon systems.
Prepare to de-cloak, lock phasers on the lead ship...
No! We may not have been detected.
Explain.
A cloaked ship radiates a slight subspace variance
at warp speeds.
I never heard that.
It's not something we've been eager to reveal.
I suggest dropping out of warp.
That will eliminate the variance.
When they reach our position
they'll find nothing.
Do it.
All stop.
Commander, they're sweeping the area
with some kind of an anti-proton scan
and they're being very thorough about it.
Will an anti-proton scan penetrate the cloak?
O'BRIEN: That's a good question.
I'm not sure.
( console beeps )
They're getting closer.
O'BRIEN: Commander.
The Defiant's power signature
is unusually high for a ship this size.
The cloaking device may not be masking everything.
Cut main power.
The other one has broken off its search.
It's headed this way.
Stand by weapons and shields.
They've gone into warp...
and resumed their original course.
The first thing to go right
in the Gamma Quadrant in a long time.
Let's hope it's not the last.
SISKO: Ship's Log, Stardate 48212.4.
We have arrived at the Karemma home world
and opened talks with one of Quark's business partners
in an effort to contact the Founders of the Dominion.
The Grand Nagus himself
has sent me as an emissary on his behalf.
If you aid us in our mission
I'm authorized to increase our purchase
of tulaberry wine to the Karemma by three percent.
Hmm, looks like a polyduranium alloy blend.
Interesting, but the metal has no real value.
A three percent increase is negligible.
I have considerable leeway
to bargain in this circumstance.
Name your terms.
Nothing, nothing, nothing.
The terms are not the issue.
I cannot help you locate the Founders
because I do not know who they are
or if they even exist.
Nothing.
Ah, here's something interesting.
I'll give you 52 diraks for it.
Done.
SISKO: Quark.
I mean, one bargain at a time, Ornithar.
We were talking about the Founders.
There is nothing further to say.
If the Founders exist
they clearly do not wish to be contacted
and that is good enough for me.
Who's your contact in the Dominion
regarding administration, trade, defense?
Our only contact with the Dominion
has been through the Vorta.
I have no idea who they report to.
All I know is that the Vorta say to do something and you do it.
Why?
Because if you do not, they will send in the Jem'Hadar...
and then you die.
Will you put us in contact with the Vorta?
Commander, we do only as we are told, nothing more.
And so far, we have not been told to help you in any way.
You haven't been told not to, either.
No, but I prefer to err on the side of caution.
In this case, being cautious will cost you
a substantial profit.
The Ferengi will cease
purchasing tulaberry wine immediately.
If you lost such a valuable contract
with the Alpha Quadrant
it might displease the Vorta.
They may even send the Jem'Hadar
to find out what happened.
I will need to access
one of our computers on the surface.
( beeping )
This is the Callinon system.
The Dominion maintains
an unmanned subspace relay on the seventh planet.
We have been told by the Vorta
to direct all communications there.
Where the messages are sent after that is not our concern.
What is that?
It is the Omarion Nebula.
The Omarion Nebula...
If there is nothing else, I would like to leave now.
Of course.
Uh, Commander, I believe
I fulfilled my role in this mission
so if you don't mind...
You want to stay behind?
That was our agreement.
How can you be sure
he won't turn you over to the Dominion
as soon as we leave?
He may serve the Dominion
but I'm the one lining his pockets with latinum.
I'll book passage
on the next ship going through the wormhole
and, uh, I'll make a profit in the process.
All right, Quark.
Good luck.
Same to you, Commander.
Lay in a course for the Callinon system.
DAX: Aye, sir.
( door chimes )
Come in.
Did I wake you?
Not quite.
What can I do for you, Major?
It's about Odo.
( sighs )
You're worried about him.
Is it that obvious?
No, I'm worried about him, too.
But, at the moment, I don't know what to do about it.
Can I speak freely?
What the hell is wrong with Starfleet?
How could they do this to him?
This has been a long time coming, Major.
Starfleet has never been happy with the Constable.
They've been pressing me to replace him
for the last two years.
Because he worked for the Cardassians.
No, it goes deeper than that.
Odo is not what you'd call a team player.
Why? Because sometimes he
doesn't go through the proper channels?
Well, that's a start.
You know Odo.
He enjoys thumbing his nose at authority.
He files reports when he feels like it.
His respect
for the chain of command is minimal.
He gets the job done.
Starfleet likes team players.
Starfleet likes the chain of command
and, frankly, so do I.
So you agree with their decision?
No, but I understand it.
And when this mission is over, you're just going to let him go?
Look, Major, I want him to stay as much as you do
but he has to want to stay.
T'RUL: Bridge to Commander Sisko.
We've reached the Callinon system.
On my way.
SISKO: Ship's Log, supplemental.
The Defiant has cloaked
and assumed standard orbit around Callinon VII.
I plan to send Dax and O'Brien
down to survey the relay station on the surface.
According to our sensor sweeps
it looks like Ornithar was telling the truth
when he said the relay station was unmanned.
It also appears there are very few security measures in place.
Nothing fancy.
Get in, find what we need and get out.
Understood.
On your way.
The transporter will need six seconds to beam them down.
I want to de-cloak for exactly six seconds.
Dax to Bridge.
We're ready, Benjamin.
All right.
Disengage cloak.
Energize.
They're on the surface.
Were we scanned during transport?
I don't think so.
Dax to Defiant.
Go ahead, Dax.
We're in what seems to be
the central computer room.
The user interface is a little unusual
but I think we can access it.
SISKO: Keep us posted.
I'm into the main directory.
That was fast.
Yes, it was.
A bit too fast, if you ask me.
Any indication that we've tripped
some kind of security protocol?
No, I still have access to everything.
Then let's get the information
and get out of here.
That's fine with me.
( gasps )
I've should have taken Quark up on his offer
for a new replicator.
Sir?
Nothing.
Let's make good use of this time, Major.
Begin running a level-3 diagnostic...
Dax to Defiant.
I think we have something, Benjamin.
We've accessed a communications log
of outgoing transmissions.
From the way I read this, sir
it looks like 80% of all outgoing traffic
is sent to one location.
It's my guess it's either another relay station
or a command center.
SISKO: Do you have the coordinates?
I'm sending them to you now.
( alarm blaring )
( powering down )
We've lost contact with them.
Get them out of there!
I can't.
Some kind of shield has appeared around the outpost.
I can't get through it.
( alarm sounding )
We're picking up three Jem'Hadar ships, Commander
heading this way.
Can we punch through the security shield
with our phasers before the ships get here?
I'm not sure.
I've never seen this kind of field before.
T'RUL: In order to use the phasers
we will have to de-cloak.
That means, we'll be seen by the Jem'Hadar.
Well, we've got to do something.
We can't just leave them there.
That's exactly what we should do, Doctor.
Leave them.
We came here to locate the Founders.
Not to fight the Jem'Hadar
over two expendable crew members.
No one is expendable.
KIRA: The Jem'Hadar have entered the system.
They'll be in orbit in 30 seconds.
Prepare to leave orbit, Major.
As you were, Doctor.
Lay in a course to the coordinates Dax sent us.
Course laid in.
Warp 7. Engage.
( sighs )
What do you think will happen to Dax and O'Brien?
They'll probably be held for interrogation.
If I know Dax, she'll use the opportunity
to try to contact the Founders, and I intend to do the same.
Sisko to Odo. Report to the Bridge, Constable.
I want to discuss the security arrangements for our...
ODO: I'm presently indisposed, Commander.
Please find someone else for the job.
That doesn't sound like Odo.
No, it doesn't.
I'd better have a talk with him.
Uh, let me, sir.
I think he'll listen to me.
Three Jem'Hadar ships have just entered sensor range.
Bearing 037 mark 215.
Is there any sign they've detected us?
Negative.
Bring us out of warp and then cut main power.
We'll wait here until they pass.
( door chimes )
Odo, it's time we had a talk.
I'm not going to the Bridge, so you can save your breath.
And I'd appreciate being left alone right now.
Well, you tried being alone and it hasn't done any good.
So maybe it's time to stop brooding and start talking.
Are you the ship's counselor now?
No... I'm your friend.
You know, the one who comes to you
when she needs help.
I'm just trying to return the favor.
Well, you can return the favor
by giving me a shuttlecraft and letting me go.
Go? Go where?
We're in the heart of the Dominion.
Where the hell do you think
you're gonna go?
The Omarion Nebula.
Why?
I'm not sure why.
I just know I have to, that's all.
Y-You... you're going to have to do a lot better than that.
Odo...
talk to me.
Tell me what's going on.
Ever since we've come into the Gamma Quadrant...
I've had this feeling... of being drawn somewhere
pulled by some instinct to a specific place—
the Omarion Nebula.
Why there?
( snorts )
I don't know.
All right.
Once we've contacted the Founders
I'm sure Commander Sisko...
No!
Not after we've contacted the Founders— now!
I have to leave now!
Look, I understand this is important to you
but we have a mission to...
( explosion )
Direct hit on the port nacelle!
How did they see through the cloaking device?
They might have analyzed the sensor information
on the anti-proton scan
and found a way to penetrate the cloak.
We'll have to save the speculation for later.
Disengage the cloak, raise the shields and fire on my command!
Communications and long-range sensors are out!
What's the status of the warp drive?
The starboard power coupling is destroyed!
I'm trying
to reroute main power!
( yelling )
He's gone!
I'll take the helm!
Locking onto the lead ship!
Ready? Ready!
Fire!
The other two are moving out of phaser range.
They're coming back for another pass.
They're moving a little slower now.
They'll be more cautious this time.
Doctor, use evasive pattern delta-5.
We need to keep them off balance
until we get warp power back.
Aye, sir.
Are you all right?
Just a few bruises.
Kira to Bridge.
Kira to Bridge!
We have to get up there.
T'Rul, where's my warp power?
I can't get the phase inducers to align
with the ODN matrixes!
Commander, three more Jem'Hadar warships
approaching off the port bow!
Full impulse! Get us out of here!
We've lost main power.
We've got to get to a shuttle.
Our duty is to get to the Bridge and help defend the ship.
If main power is out
then the shields are out, Kira.
The ship is defenseless!
( grunts )
Main power is off-line!
The shields have collapsed!
I've lost helm control.
Inertial dampers failing.
Ready escape pods.
Prepare to abandon ship.
( growling )
( grunting )
( ship controls beeping quietly )
Where am I?
You're in a shuttlecraft.
You were wounded.
Odo, what happened?
We were under attack.
The ship was boarded.
You were wounded in the attack.
I managed to get us to the shuttlecraft
but I don't know much more than that.
The last time I saw the Defiant
she was dead in space and surrounded
by Jem'Hadar ships.
Sisko? Bashir?
I don't know.
Where are we?
We're approaching the Omarion Nebula.
You should have taken us back to the wormhole.
You didn't object at the time.
I was unconscious.
You found anything?
( sighs )
That's a Class-M planet.
No star system.
A rogue planet?
Yes.
( liquid lapping )
Welcome home.