-: Captain's log Stardate 52179.4.
After salvaging the Delta flyer,
we've resumed our course toward the Alpha Quadrant.
I now have to turn my attention to a matter of discipline.
Lieutenant Thomas Eugene Paris, you are guilty
of insubordination, unauthorized use of a spacecraft,
reckless endangerment. and conduct unbecoming an officer.
Do you have anything to say?
-: Regan needed my help.
-: In doing so,
you disobeyed my direct orders.
-: Yes, ma'am.
-: You violated the protocols that govern this crew.
-: Yes, ma'am.
-: You nearly caused an armed
conflict with Minoans, and frankly,
you're lucky to be standing here right now.
I would have destroyed your shuttle, if necessary.
-: Yes, ma'am.
-: Permission to speak freely?
Regan's people weren't going to listen.
They were going to ignore our warnings.
-: You don't know that.
-: Regan knew, and I was the only one
who could help them.
-: I understand your passion,
but passion alone doesn't give you the right
to take matters into your own hands.
Four years ago, I released you
from prison and gave you a fresh start.
Until now, you've been a fine officer.
Your service on this ship has been exemplary.
I really believed you were past this kind of conduct.
-: I've never been very good
at playing by the rules.
That doesn't mean that serving under your command
hasn't changed me for the better.
At least this time, I broke the rules
for a reason, for something I believed in.
-: I admire principals, Tom,
but I can't ignore what you've done.
I hereby reduce you to the rank
of Ensign and I sentence you to 30 days,
solitary confinement.
take Ensign Paris to the brig.
-: I know the way.