[Transporter room] We got him, Commander.
[Bridge] Maximum shields.
Aye, sir. (The Tamarians return fire)
Red alert! Starboard shields holding at fifty two percent.
Forward shields are gone. Let's get out of here.
That may not be possible, sir. The starboard nacelle sustained a direct hit. Warp engines
are offline. Go to impulse. Back us off.
They are matching our manoeuvres, sir, and firing.
Return fire, Mister Worf. Full phasers. Firing, sir.
Their shields are holding. They are firing again. (Boom!) Our shields have failed.
Commander, we cannot survive another hit. (Picard enters.)
Hail the Tamarian ship. Aye, Captain.
TAMARIAN [on viewscreen]: Zinda! His face black, his eyes red
Temarc! The river Temarc in winter. TAMARIAN [on viewscreen]: Darmok?
And Jalad. At Tanagra. Darmok and Jalad on the ocean.
TAMARIAN [on viewscreen]: Sokath, his eyes open!
The beast at Tanagra. Uzani, his army. Shaka when the walls fell.
(Picard holds up Dathon's journal, and the Tamarians beam it away.)
TAMARIAN [on viewscreen]: Picard and Dathon at El-Adrel. Mirab, with sails unfurled.
(holds out the dagger) Temba, his arms open. TAMARIAN [on viewscreen]: Temba at rest.
Thank you. Power has been restored, sir.
(Transmission ends.) New friends, Captain?
I can't say, Number One. But at least they're not new enemies.
[Ready room] (Picard is reading a book when Riker enters)
I hope I'm not intruding, Captain. No, of course not, Number One. Please.
Damage reports ready for your review. Thank you.
Greek, sir? Oh, the Homeric Hymns. One of the root metaphors
of our own culture. For the next time we encounter the Tamarians?
More familiarity with our own mythology might help us to relate to theirs. The Tamarian
was willing to risk all of us just for the hope of communication, connection. Now the
door is open between our peoples. That commitment meant more to him than his own life. Thank
you, Number One.