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STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION
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"Unnatural Selection"
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#40272-133
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Written by
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Mike Gray and John Mason
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Directed by
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Paul Lynch
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THE WRITING CREDITS MAY NOT BE FINAL AND SHOULD NOT BE USED
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FOR PUBLICITY OR ADVERTISING PURPOSES WITHOUT FIRST CHECKING
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WITH THE TELEVISION LEGAL DEPARTMENT.
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Copyright 1988 Paramount Pictures Corporation. All Rights
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Reserved. This script is not for publication or
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reproduction. No one is authorized to dispose of same. If
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lost or destroyed, please notify the Script Department.
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FINAL DRAFT
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NOVEMBER 10, 1988
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STAR TREK: "Unnatural Selection" - DRAFT 11/10/88 CAST
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STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION
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"Unnatural Selection"
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CAST
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PICARD RINA
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RIKER DR. SARA MANDEL
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GEORDI CAPTAIN TAGGERT
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PULASKI CREWMEMBER
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WESLEY TRANSPORTER OPERATOR
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TROI MEDIC
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DATA
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WORF
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Non-Speaking Voice-Over
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USS ENTERPRISE COM PANEL/COMPUTER VOICE
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2 CREWMEMBERS TRANSPORTER COM VOICE
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USS LANTREE
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CREWMEMBER (DEAD)
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CAPTAIN TELAKA (DEAD)
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2 TWENTY-YEAR OLD "CHILDREN"
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STAR TREK: "Unnatural Selection" - DRAFT 11/10/88 - SETS
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STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION
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"Unnatural Selection"
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SETS
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INTERIORS EXTERIORS
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USS ENTERPRISE USS ENTERPRISE
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BRIDGE
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CAPTAIN'S QUARTERS USS LANTREE
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TEN FORWARD
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MAIN ENGINEERING DARWIN RESEARCH STATION
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ENGINEERING CONTROL ROOM
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TRANSPORTER ROOM
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CORRIDOR
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SICKBAY
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SICKBAY SCIENCE LAB
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CONFERENCE ROOM
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TROI'S OFFICE
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OBSERVATION LOUNGE
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CAPTAIN'S READY ROOM
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SHUTTLE BAY
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SHUTTLE BAY CONTROL ROOM
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SHUTTLECRAFT
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PULASKI'S QUARTERS
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TURBOLIFT
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USS LANTREE
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BRIDGE
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CORRIDOR
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SICKBAY
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CAPTAIN'S QUARTERS
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DARWIN STATION/LABORATORY BUILDING
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ISOLATION LAB/OBSERVATION AREA
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ISOLATION CHAMBER
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STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION
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"Unnatural Selection"
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TEASER
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FADE IN:
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EXT. DEEP SPACE (OPTICAL)
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The USS ENTERPRISE moves through the galaxy at warp
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speed.
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PICARD (V.O.)
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Captain's log, Stardate 42303.7.
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The Enterprise is bound for Star
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Station India to rendezvous with
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a Starfleet courier.
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INT. ENTERPRISE - BRIDGE
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The lights on the bridge are down, with only the OPS
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and CONN stations illuminated. An n.d. crew goes quietly
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about it's business.
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NOTE: THIS DIALOGUE HAS TO BE REWRITTEN:
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PICARD (V.O.)
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Hopefully the mission will
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provide an opportunity to
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evaluate our newest staff
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officer...
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INT. CAPTAIN'S QUARTERS
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A pensive CAPTAIN JEAN-LUC PICARD paces restlessly,
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pausing in front of the antique brass ship's barometer
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mounted on the bulkhead.
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PICARD (V.O.)
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In the short time she's been
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aboard, Doctor Pulaski has
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distinguished herself as a
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meticulous and competent
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physician. But can someone so
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focused on her own specialty also
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assume the broader duties of the
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ship's Chief Medical Officer?
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CONTINUED:
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Absently, Picard raps the barometer's face plate with
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his knuckle. Surprisingly, the needle moves --
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pointing to "STORMY."
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INT. TEN-FORWARD
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COMMANDER RIKER, GEORDI and several male crewmembers
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from Engineering are seated around a table near the
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bow ports. The center of attention is clearly the new
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Specialist Trainee, RINA, an arrestingly beautiful
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young woman.
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RINA
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... warp drive theory always came
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easy for me, but I'm looking
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forward to some hands on
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experience.
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RIKER
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I'm sure we'll be able to
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accommodate you.
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Rina is well aware that Riker is flirting with her,
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but she's not flattered. She concentrates on finishing
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her drink.
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Geordi, on the other hand, seems oblivious to the
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tension.
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GEORDI
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I know what you mean. It's a
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really electrifying experience
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to be down there where the action
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is. Whenever I push the drive
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past warp six I still get a lump
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in my throat.
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Riker takes Rina's empty glass from her hand.
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RIKER
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(standing)
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Can I get you another?
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RINA
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Tell me Commander. Is it the
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custom on the Enterprise for the
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First Officer to wait on
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trainees?
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CONTINUED:
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RIKER
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(smiling)
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If they were all like you, I'm
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certain it would be.
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GEORDI
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(to Rina)
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What's it like these days at the
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academy? Is Tsiolkovski still
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teaching Propulsion Theory?
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RINA
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Are you kidding? They'll have
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to tear down the building around
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him. The first time I saw him...
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MOVE WITH RIKER as he heads for the bar carrying two
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empty glasses. He slides them across the bar to an
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n.d. bartender.
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RIKER
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Same again.
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In the b.g. we see DOCTOR KATHERINE PULASKI leave her
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table and approach Riker.
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PULASKI
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Good to see you, Commander. When
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you missed your test this morning
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we all feared the worst.
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RIKER
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(turning)
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My apologies, Doctor. A minor
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crisis...
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(beat)
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in Engineering.
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PULASKI
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(not buying it)
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You know, a Rheinman tissue
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sample sounds a good deal worse
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than it is. I can assure you
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there's no discomfort involved.
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RIKER
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It's not that! It's just... my
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duties are so diverse.
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(beat)
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Suppose we leave the appointment
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open?
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CONTINUED: (2)
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PULASKI
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Spontaneity is the sand in the
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clockworks of science.
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RIKER
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But it's just an unimportant
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detail...
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A raised eyebrow from Pulaski tells Riker this is a
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dead-end.
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PULASKI
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If I didn't consider it important
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I wouldn't insist. Don't force
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me to relieve you of duty to make
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my point.
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RIKER
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You can't be --
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(beat)
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I'll work something out. But
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my schedule is tight for the next
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three or four days...
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PULASKI
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(smiles)
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So I see.
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They both glance toward the table where Rina and Geordi
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are still in conversation.
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BEYOND THE PORTS the stars streak toward us at warp
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speed.
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Rina has a clear view.
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RINA
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Beautiful, isn't it?
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GEORDI'S POV -- He "sees" the ship's navigational
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shield as a gossamer scrim of shimmering color, and
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beyond, countless waves of energy bursting from
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exploding suns.
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GEORDI
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The most beautiful thing I know.
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ON RINA as she turns to face him. She's not used to
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hearing men talk like this.
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INT. CAPTAIN'S QUARTERS
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Picard stands in the darkness, his face bathed in
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starlight. He's staring out the port at the same view
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that facinates Rina.
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A CHIME SOUNDS.
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PICARD
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(to com panel)
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Picard.
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COM PANEL VOICE (V.O.)
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Captain, this is the bridge.
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We're receiving a distress signal
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on an open sub-space frequency.
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PICARD
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(to com panel)
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Sound emergency stations, and
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respond on the same frequency.
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Picard rushes for the door.
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EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)
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The great ship sweeps past at warp speed.
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INT. BRIDGE
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ENSIGN WESLEY CRUSHER emerges from the turbolift
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adjusting his uniform and rubbing the sleep from his
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eyes.
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WE FOLLOW as he stops at the food slct, grabs a cup
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of tea, and moves to replace the n.d. crewmember at the
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CONN.
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PULASKI (O.S.)
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(from com panel)
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Sickbay on full emergency
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status, Captain.
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Picard is on his feet with Riker and COUNSELOR TROI
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next to him. COMMANDER DATA is at the OPS station and
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WORF is at TACTICAL.
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PICARD
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Stand by, Doctor. Commander
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Data. Have we locked on to the
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signal yet?
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CONTINUED:
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DATA
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Yes, sir. A voice only
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transmission from the USS
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Lantree, a Federation supply
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ship.
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PICARD
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(to viewscreen)
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Lantree, this is Jean-Luc Picard
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of the USS Enterprise. What
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is the nature of your emergency?
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A long beat of silence as they wait anxiously for a
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response.
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VOICE (V.O.)
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(from viewscreen)
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-- can't hold out any -- dying
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-- too many -- help ...
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(silence)
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Riker and Worf glance at each other.
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DATA
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Sir, we are still recieving their
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signal. There is simply no
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message.
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CLOSE ON Picard's worried expression.
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PICARD
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(to viewer)
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Lantree! Are you under attack?
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FADE OUT:
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ACT ONE
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FADE IN:
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EXT. ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)
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Underway at warp speed.
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INT. BRIDGE
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Picard and the others are at their stations.
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PICARD
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(to com panel)
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USS Lantree, this is the
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Enterprise, come in, Lantree.
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Nothing.
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PICARD
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Replay that last transmission.
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The Lantree's last desperate call is replayed.
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VOICE (V. O.)
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(from viewscreen)
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-- can't hold out any -- dying
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-- too many -- help ...
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(silence)
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PICARD (CONT.)
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(to Troi)
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Counselor?
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TROI
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Great stress is all I'm able to
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sense.
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RIKER
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Have we got a fix on her?
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DATA
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Two point two milli-parsecs,
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bearing three-zero at one-four-
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five degrees.
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PICARD
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(to Riker)
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Number One?
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CONTINUED:
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RIKER
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We better take a look.
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(to Data)
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What vessel is it?
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Data accesses the computer.
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DATA
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USS Lantree, a class R Starfleet
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supply ship assigned to Gamma
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seven seven, Captain L.I. Taleka
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commanding. Normal complement,
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twenty-six officers and crew.
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RIKER
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Armed?
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DATA
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Class three defensive only.
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RIKER
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Is she still underway?
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DATA
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Indeed. She is at maximum speed.
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Picard and Riker glance at each other.
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PICARD
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Alter course to intercept.
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WESLEY
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(enters course)
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Course to intercept.
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RIKER
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Execute.
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(to Worf)
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Let's go to Yellow Alert.
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WORF
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Yellow Alert, sir.
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The KLAXONS SOUND.
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RIKER
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Engineering?
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INT. ENGINEERING
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KLAXONS continue as the crew moves to alert stations.
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CONTINUED:
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GEORDI
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Engineering.
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Geordi replaces an n.d. crewmember at the command console.
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RIKER (V.O.)
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(from com panel)
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Give us maximum warp.
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GEORDI
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Maximum warp, sir.
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(to crew)
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Let's show 'em what we've got.
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The crew springs to action. Rina is electrified.
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GEORDI (CONT.)
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(to Rina)
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Go to the backpanels and give
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me a direct reading of the
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dilithium temperature spread.
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INT. ENGINE ROOM
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Rina enters...
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And up on the catwalk, one of the crewmember is distracted
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by her; he trips, and tumbles over the railing onto
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the main deck.
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The automatic ALARM SOUNDS. Rina and several others
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rush to the man's aid. His leg is broken.
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Geordi runs in.
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GEORDI
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What happened?
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CREWMEMBER
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My fault, sir. Missed the turn.
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Geordi looks up at the catwalk, then down at the
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crewmember. Then he looks at Rina.
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GEORDI
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(pained)
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Ensign... maybe you better stay
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in the control room.
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Rina recoils as if she'd been slapped. But she says
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nothing. Wounded, she gets to her feet and exits.
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EXT. ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)
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In the distance is the USS Lantree, underway at warp
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speed. The Enterprise is closing on her slowly.
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INT. ENTERPRISE - BRIDGE
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The bridge crew is at stations. On the viewscreen is
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the Lantree.
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PICARD
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Open hailing frequencies.
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WORF
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Hailing frequencies open.
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PICARD
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Lantree, this is the Enterprise.
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No response.
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PICARD (CONT.)
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Captain Telaka, this is Picard,
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USS Enterprise. Do you read me?
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Only the EMPTY WHISTLING TONE of the Lantree's carrier
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signal answers. The bridge crew is uneasy.
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DATA
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No life signs, Captain.
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PICARD
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Nothing?
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DATA
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Nothing, sir.
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WORF
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This could be an ambush.
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RIKER
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Force fields up. Arm photon
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torpedoes.
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WORF
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Force fields up.
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CREWMEMBER
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Torpedoes armed and ready.
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RIKER
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Red alert.
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The KLAXONS SOUND.
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CONTINUED:
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RIKER (cont.)
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What else have we got in the
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neighborhood?
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WESLEY
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No other vessels of any kind
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within two parsecs.
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The Lantree is now larger in the viewscreen.
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PICARD
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No battle damage.
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DATA
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All systems seem functional,
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Captain. Everything is in perfect
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order.
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PICARD
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And no life signs.
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DATA
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No life signs.
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Picard turns to Riker.
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PICARD
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We're going to have to board her,
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Will.
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EXT. SPACE
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The Enterprise and the much smaller Lantree streak
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along together at warp speed.
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INT. ENGINEERING
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Riker talks to Geordi. Rina is here as well.
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RIKER
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The only way we can wind up in
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the same starfield is if you
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bring us out of warp speed at
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precisely the same instant as
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the Lantree.
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GEORDI
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First I have to get control of
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the her engines. Very tricky.
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CONTINUED:
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RIKER
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That's why we gave you the job.
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(friendly pat)
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Let me know as soon as you're
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set.
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GEORDI
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Will I be on the away team?
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RIKER
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(aware of Rina)
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Too dangerous for a valuable man
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|
like you.
|
|
(smiles)
|
|
Fortunately, first officers are
|
|
expendable.
|
|
|
|
He starts out, then turns to Rina.
|
|
|
|
RIKER (cont.)
|
|
Just in case we don't make it
|
|
back...
|
|
(kisses her hand)
|
|
It was a pleasure.
|
|
|
|
He exits.
|
|
|
|
Geordi turns to the crew.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
I'll man the bridge station.
|
|
Our first problem is to gain
|
|
control of the Lantree's drives.
|
|
(to Rina)
|
|
Come on. You'll get a chance
|
|
to see what the bridge is like
|
|
on alert.
|
|
|
|
Her eyes widen.
|
|
|
|
INT. BRIDGE
|
|
|
|
The first team is on the bridge as Geordi enters,
|
|
followed by Rina.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
Ready to give it a try, Captain.
|
|
|
|
Geordi sits at the console with Rina watching over his
|
|
shoulder.
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
First we have to download the
|
|
Starfleet access codes for the
|
|
Lantree...
|
|
(punches buttons)
|
|
|
|
Not even Picard is immune to Rina's beauty.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(smiling)
|
|
Ensign?
|
|
|
|
Rina is flattered at being noticed by the captain, but
|
|
she's still trying to keep an eye on what Geordi is
|
|
doing.
|
|
|
|
RINA
|
|
Yes, sir.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Perhaps you'd like to take a look
|
|
from down here.
|
|
(indicates the area
|
|
in front of the
|
|
viewscreen)
|
|
|
|
Frustrated again; but she has no choice.
|
|
|
|
RINA
|
|
Thank you, Captain.
|
|
|
|
INT. TRANSPORTER ROOM
|
|
|
|
Worf, Riker, Data and a couple of n.d. crewmembers are
|
|
preparing to be transported.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
We're going in amidships
|
|
protected by an isolation
|
|
forcefield. We'll take one quick
|
|
look. Fifteen seconds. If we
|
|
don't like what we see, we beam
|
|
back immediately.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI (V.O.)
|
|
(from com panel)
|
|
We have a lock on the Lantree,
|
|
Commander.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
(to com panel)
|
|
Okay, let's drop out of warp
|
|
speed. And see if you can keep
|
|
us in the same galaxy.
|
|
|
|
EXT. SPACE
|
|
|
|
The Enterprise and the Lantree travel side by side.
|
|
|
|
AS THE TWO SHIPS DROP OUT OF WARP SPEED, they wind up
|
|
separated by some distance.
|
|
|
|
INT. TRANSPORTER ROOM
|
|
|
|
Riker and his team are ready.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI (V.O.)
|
|
(from com panel)
|
|
Sorry about that. We got as
|
|
close as we could.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
That's okay, Geordi. What's a
|
|
light year among friends?
|
|
|
|
Riker turns to the others.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
If it looks secure at first
|
|
glance, we'll proceed to the
|
|
bridge.
|
|
(beat)
|
|
If we find anyone alive, the
|
|
medical team will beam over.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
Set phasers for kill.
|
|
|
|
They set phasers.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Let's do it.
|
|
|
|
The controller touches the panel and they beam away.
|
|
|
|
INT. USS LANTREE
|
|
|
|
The away team materializes adjacent to the central
|
|
computer. Phasers at the ready, they find no one in
|
|
sight.
|
|
|
|
Data plugs a memory module into the computer, touches
|
|
a few buttons, then takes the module with him.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
I have the ship's logs, sir.
|
|
|
|
Riker scans the area. He glances at Worf.
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Let's see if anbody's home.
|
|
|
|
Cautiously, they open the door to the adjacent area.
|
|
It's empty.
|
|
|
|
INT. CORRIDOR
|
|
|
|
Worf emerges. He checks the corridor. Still no one
|
|
in sight. Riker, Data and the others follow him out.
|
|
|
|
Slowly they move on. They come to the sickbay door.
|
|
Worf opens it, glances in--and freezes.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
What is it?
|
|
|
|
INT. SICKBAY
|
|
|
|
Every bed contains a body. Worf guards the entrance
|
|
as Data scans the bodies with a tricorder.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
How's the environment?
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
No abnormal viral or bacterial
|
|
forms.
|
|
|
|
Riker goes to the nearest bed and looks at the dead
|
|
crewmember's face. The man is wrinkled and ancient.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
They were carrying passengers?
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
He is not a passenger. He is a
|
|
crewmember.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
But he's nearly two hundred years
|
|
old!
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
It would seem they all are.
|
|
|
|
Riker looks around the room in astonishment. The other
|
|
corpses are equally antique.
|
|
|
|
Riker looks from one to the other in horror.
|
|
|
|
They back away.
|
|
|
|
INT. CAPTAIN'S QUARTERS
|
|
|
|
The door opens and there is Worf at the ready with his
|
|
phaser. Data and Riker enter the room.
|
|
|
|
CAPTAIN TELAKA is sprawled across his desk, face down.
|
|
His hand still holds a communications device. Riker
|
|
looks down at it. The hand is thin, bony, and
|
|
wrinkled.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
How old was Captain Telaka?
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
Thirty-two earth years.
|
|
|
|
Riker reaches down and gently turns Telaka's head--knowing
|
|
what to expect, and still shocked by what he
|
|
sees.
|
|
|
|
The face is withered, and the transparent skin is
|
|
stretched over a toothless skull.
|
|
|
|
INT. LANTREE BRIDGE
|
|
|
|
The door opens and Riker enters, phaser at the ready.
|
|
Worf and Data follow him in.
|
|
|
|
At the CONN station, a crewmember is slumped over the
|
|
console. Like the others, he is wrinkled and ancient.
|
|
|
|
Grim, Riker moves to the console and touches a panel.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Enterprise... this is the USS
|
|
Lantree.
|
|
|
|
Picard appears on the viewscreen.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(from viewscreen)
|
|
Enterprise here.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Captain, the entire crew has been
|
|
wiped out.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
What happened?
|
|
|
|
Riker looks down at the corpse of the toothless hag
|
|
in the first officer's chair.
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
It looks like they were in a
|
|
battle with time, and lost.
|
|
|
|
FADE OUT:
|
|
|
|
ACT TWO
|
|
|
|
FADE IN:
|
|
|
|
EXT. SPACE (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
The Enterprise drifts through space alongside the
|
|
smaller supply ship, Lantree.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI (V.O.)
|
|
Chief medical officer's log.
|
|
Extensive autopsies performed
|
|
on the crew of the Lantree reveal
|
|
a gamut of primary organ failures
|
|
as the direct cause of death.
|
|
|
|
INT. ENTERPRISE - SICKBAY
|
|
|
|
One of the ancient looking Lantree corpses is lying
|
|
on a platform surrounded by a forcefield. The platform
|
|
moves slowly through a twenty-fifth century CAT scanner
|
|
as Dr. Pulaski and her assistants study the readouts
|
|
with growing frustration.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(to com panel)
|
|
Transporter Room, we're finished
|
|
here. Thanks for your help.
|
|
|
|
TRANSPORTER COM VOICE
|
|
You're welcome, Doctor.
|
|
Energizing now.
|
|
|
|
The corpse sparkles briefly then disappears. One of
|
|
the technicians touches a control panel and the area
|
|
inside the forcefield is flushed with an electric blue
|
|
light. Then the protective field is dropped.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(to com panel)
|
|
Captain. We've returned the last
|
|
of the Lantree crew to their
|
|
ship.
|
|
|
|
PICARD (V.O.)
|
|
(from com panel)
|
|
How soon will you have an autopsy
|
|
report, Doctor?
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(beat)
|
|
From everything we can see...
|
|
they all died of natural causes.
|
|
|
|
INT. BRIDGE
|
|
|
|
Picard is seated at the command station.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Natural causes? What in nature
|
|
could kill an entire crew at the
|
|
same time?
|
|
|
|
PULASKI'S COM VOICE
|
|
For the record Captain, these
|
|
people died of old age.
|
|
|
|
Data, at the OPS station, enters a query into his
|
|
console, and swivels to face Picard.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
Sir, according to the Lantree
|
|
logs the oldest crew member was
|
|
seventy-three, and the mean age
|
|
of the crew was thirty-two point
|
|
six six.
|
|
|
|
INT. CONFERENCE LOUNGE
|
|
|
|
All of the regulars are seated around the conference
|
|
table.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Doctor?
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
Every member of the Lantree crew
|
|
had a complete examination at
|
|
the beginning of their last duty
|
|
cycle just eight weeks ago.
|
|
(glances at Riker)
|
|
They were in perfect health.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
Nothing since then? No geriatric
|
|
symptoms reported?
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
A single medical entry noting
|
|
that the first officer was
|
|
treated for Thelusian flu five
|
|
days ago.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Thelusian flu?
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(shakes her head)
|
|
An exotic, but harmless rhinal
|
|
virus. And there was no evidence
|
|
of infection in the first
|
|
officer's autopsy.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
If we don't know what we're
|
|
looking for, how can we be
|
|
certain the Lantree is safe?
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
We can't. We'll have to assume
|
|
whatever caused this is still
|
|
aboard.
|
|
|
|
Picard clenches his jaw.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Lieutenant Worf. You know what
|
|
to do.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
(standing)
|
|
Sir.
|
|
|
|
Worf exits.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
Captain, the Lantree's last port
|
|
of call was three days ago. The
|
|
Darwin Genetic Research Station
|
|
on Gagarin Four.
|
|
|
|
Picard and Riker look at each other.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
At the very least they deserve
|
|
a warning.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(frowning)
|
|
I was thinking of a quarantine.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
I'll consider that possibility.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
You'll con --
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED: (2)
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
Captain. If Starfleet had wanted
|
|
you to make the medical
|
|
judgments they wouldn't have
|
|
assigned you a medical officer.
|
|
|
|
Picard gets to his feet, swallowing hard.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Number One. Set course for
|
|
Gagarin Four. Warp nine. We'll
|
|
depart the moment our security
|
|
officer returns.
|
|
|
|
INT. LANTREE - BRIDGE
|
|
|
|
Worf, surrounded by a protective force field, stands
|
|
in front of the Lantree's security station.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
(to com panel)
|
|
Codename Firestorm. Access A-D-
|
|
three-three-two-four-nine.
|
|
|
|
COMPUTER VOICE
|
|
Federation security code
|
|
recognized. Access confirmed.
|
|
|
|
Worf takes a last look around the bridge. With great
|
|
sadness, his eyes move from one crewmember's body to the
|
|
next -- comrades in arms -- slain by an enemy they
|
|
never had a chance to fight.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
Set auto-destruct. Twenty second
|
|
delay.
|
|
|
|
COMPUTER VOICE
|
|
Auto-destruct active. Eighteen
|
|
seconds... sixteen seconds...
|
|
|
|
Worf pauses for a moment, a silent salute to the
|
|
bravery of the Lantree crew. he touches his insignia.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
Energize.
|
|
|
|
He's transformed into glittering energy and vanishes.
|
|
|
|
COMPUTER VOICE
|
|
Twelve seconds... ten seconds...
|
|
|
|
EXT. SPACE (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
For a moment the two ships drift together as before.
|
|
Abruptly the Enterprise warps away. In almost the same
|
|
instant the supply ship, Lantree, is engulfed in a
|
|
blinding flash.
|
|
|
|
INT. ENTERPRISE - TRANSPORTER ROOM
|
|
|
|
Worf steps off the transporter platform and heads for
|
|
the door.
|
|
|
|
TRANSPORTER OPERATOR
|
|
(good naturedly)
|
|
Cutting it a little close weren't
|
|
y--?
|
|
|
|
Worf turns to him, eyes burning. The operator's smile
|
|
fades.
|
|
|
|
INT. ENGINEERING
|
|
|
|
Geordi approaches the maintenance table where Rina is
|
|
working on an exotic piece of equipment about the size
|
|
of a basketball. Two enthralled ENGINEERING CREWMEMBERS
|
|
are watching her work.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
Find it?
|
|
|
|
RINA
|
|
All set. It was the sensor
|
|
contact.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
(overlapping)
|
|
-- sensor contact.
|
|
(smiling)
|
|
Just like you said it would be.
|
|
Let's get it back in the panel
|
|
and do a quick line test.
|
|
|
|
RINA
|
|
Yes, sir!
|
|
|
|
Rina lifts the unit off the table. The two crewmembers
|
|
rush to help her carry it -- and the delicate device
|
|
is knocked from Rina's hands. Geordi lunges and
|
|
manages to catch it inches from the deck. Slowly he
|
|
gets to his feet, trying to check his anger.
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
(to Rina)
|
|
Come with me.
|
|
|
|
The embarrassed crewmembers begin packing up the test
|
|
equipment as Rina follows Geordi into the corridor.
|
|
|
|
INT. ENGINEERING - EQUIPMENT BAY
|
|
|
|
Geordi and Rina are working together to re-install the
|
|
unit.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
Running the Engineering Section
|
|
is no different than running the
|
|
drive system. I've got to keep
|
|
everything in balance. To get
|
|
maximum efficiency out of --
|
|
|
|
RINA
|
|
Don't bother, I've heard it all
|
|
before. It's not your problem,
|
|
anyway. It's me.
|
|
|
|
Geordi turns and studies her. He doesn't need to "see"
|
|
her face to read the disappointment in her voice. It
|
|
makes what he has to say next even harder.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
That's right. You've got plenty
|
|
of aptitude, but you're
|
|
attitude's not makin' it.
|
|
|
|
RINA
|
|
What do you know about my
|
|
attitude? How'd you like it if
|
|
people always behaved as if
|
|
you're some kind of freak?!
|
|
|
|
Geordi finishes the installation. He closes the access
|
|
panel a little harder than he needs to.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
(tapping his VISOR)
|
|
What do you think this is? My
|
|
ticket to success?
|
|
|
|
He starts past her, but she reaches out and grabs his
|
|
arm.
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
RINA
|
|
Wait.
|
|
(withdraws her hand)
|
|
I'm... sorry. Maybe I'm the one
|
|
who's blind.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
What you are is maybe the most
|
|
talented engineer to come out
|
|
of the Acadamy since... well
|
|
since me. Doing this job's in
|
|
your blood. Now all we've got
|
|
to do is convince the rest of
|
|
'em.
|
|
(extends his hand)
|
|
Deal?
|
|
|
|
RINA
|
|
(shakes his hand)
|
|
Deal.
|
|
|
|
EXT. SPACE (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
The Enterprise flashes past at maximum warp.
|
|
|
|
INT. BRIDGE
|
|
|
|
Picard faces the viewscreen flanked by Doctor Pulaski
|
|
and Riker. The rest of the bridge crew are at their
|
|
stations.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Open hailing frequencies.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
Hailing frequencies open.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(to viewscreen)
|
|
Darwin Station. This is Captain
|
|
Jean-Luc Picard of the USS
|
|
Enterprise, on course for Gagarin
|
|
Four.
|
|
|
|
After a moment DOCTOR SARA MANDEL, a woman in her
|
|
fifties, appears on the viewscreen. She's haggard and
|
|
exhausted.
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
MANDEL
|
|
(from viewscreen)
|
|
Enterprise, this is Darwin
|
|
Station. I'm Doctor Mandel.
|
|
We've just declared a state of
|
|
emergency here. We need your
|
|
help, but you must stand off.
|
|
|
|
Picard and the others glance at each other.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(stunned)
|
|
Doctor Mandel, what is the nature
|
|
of your emergency?
|
|
|
|
MANDEL
|
|
(from viewscreen)
|
|
To whom am I speaking, please?
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
I'm Doctor Pulaski, chief medical
|
|
officer.
|
|
|
|
MANDEL
|
|
Katherine Pulaski? "Linear
|
|
Models of Viral Propagation?"
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(impatient)
|
|
Yes, but that was a long time
|
|
ago.
|
|
|
|
MANDEL
|
|
And still the standard.
|
|
(a wave of relief)
|
|
I'm sorry to meet you under these
|
|
circumstances, but I can't
|
|
imagine anyone I'd rather be
|
|
dealing with.
|
|
|
|
Picard and the others glance at each other, slightly
|
|
amazed to realize their CMO is famous.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
Bring me up to speed on your
|
|
situation. What are the factors?
|
|
|
|
MANDEL
|
|
Rapid onset of geriatric
|
|
phenomena. One hundred percent
|
|
fatal in the advanced stages.
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED: (2)
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
Presentation?
|
|
|
|
MANDEL
|
|
Acute arthritic inflammation.
|
|
Pervasive and virtually
|
|
instantaneous.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
Since Darwin is doing genetic
|
|
research...
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|
|
|
MANDEL
|
|
Our research, here, is limited
|
|
to human genetics. I assure you
|
|
we're not dealing with some
|
|
mutated pathogen that "got away
|
|
from us." We believe the
|
|
infective agent was introduced
|
|
by a supply ship that was here
|
|
three days ago.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Doctor, we encountered The
|
|
Lantree a few hours ago.
|
|
(beat)
|
|
They lost all hands.
|
|
|
|
Mandel doesn't seem surprised by Picard's news.
|
|
|
|
MANDEL
|
|
That would seem to confirm our
|
|
analysis. Were you able to
|
|
establish a pathology?
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
Organ failure consistent with
|
|
advanced geriatric --
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Doctor Mandel! Did you hear what
|
|
I said? The twenty-six men and
|
|
women aboard the Lantree are all
|
|
dead!
|
|
|
|
MANDEL
|
|
I heard you Captain! And the
|
|
prognosis is alarming. But my
|
|
immediate concern is the
|
|
children.
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED: (3)
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(glances at Picard)
|
|
Children?
|
|
|
|
MANDEL
|
|
We have thirty-two children here.
|
|
They've been kept in positive
|
|
isolation since the onset, and
|
|
so far they've shown no symptoms.
|
|
You must evacuate them as soon
|
|
as possible.
|
|
|
|
Riker glances at Picard. Picard turns to the
|
|
viewscreen.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(grave)
|
|
I'm sorry. We'll lend any
|
|
assistance we can, but I won't
|
|
risk the lives of --
|
|
|
|
MANDEL
|
|
Doctor Pulaski... you've got to
|
|
convince him.
|
|
(beat)
|
|
These children are more than our
|
|
progeny. They represent all our
|
|
years of advanced genetic
|
|
research. If he can't think of
|
|
humanity, think of science!
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I heard you Doctor. And I
|
|
understand completely. We'll
|
|
reach Gagarin Four in a little
|
|
over three hours. Until then.
|
|
|
|
The viewscreen shows a starfield as Picard leaves the
|
|
bridge.
|
|
|
|
INT. CONFERENCE LOUNGE
|
|
|
|
Picard, Riker, Worf, Troi, and Pulaski are assembled
|
|
around the conference table.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
I recommend against contact,
|
|
Captain.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Number One?
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
I agree, sir. I wish there was
|
|
something we could do, but the
|
|
risk is too great.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Doctor?
|
|
|
|
Pulaski is scanning notes on a PADD. She looks up as
|
|
if she hasn't heard any of this.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
As a first step I'd like to bring
|
|
a couple of the children aboard
|
|
and examine them.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
If they're infected... ?!
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
Doctor Mandel has assured us they
|
|
are not.
|
|
|
|
Picard turns to Troi.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Counselor?
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
Doctor Mandel clearly believes
|
|
the children are safe, but she
|
|
isn't telling us the whole truth.
|
|
I recommend caution.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
The two children could be encased
|
|
in styrolite. They'll be in
|
|
suspended animation. We can scan
|
|
them for possible infection
|
|
without any danger to
|
|
ourselves...
|
|
(pointedly)
|
|
or to them.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Until we know what we're facing --
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
Exactly. And we won't know until
|
|
we begin gathering data.
|
|
|
|
Pulaski leans across the table to Picard.
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED: (2)
|
|
|
|
PULASKI (cont.)
|
|
Captain, we're talking about
|
|
saving children's lives. Isn't
|
|
that worth some risk?
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
We're always at risk, Doctor.
|
|
You may proceed with your
|
|
examination, but I shall demand
|
|
positive proof that these
|
|
children are harmless before
|
|
placing the lives of my crew in
|
|
jeopardy.
|
|
|
|
EXT. SPACE (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
The Enterprise drops out of warp speed in the Gagarin
|
|
system.
|
|
|
|
INT. SICKBAY SCIENCE LAB
|
|
|
|
Geordi is supervising a flurry of activity as Picard
|
|
and the others look on.
|
|
|
|
WESLEY (V.O.)
|
|
Approaching Gagarin Four on
|
|
impulse power, Captain.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(to com panel)
|
|
Thank you, Mister Crusher.
|
|
Standard orbit.
|
|
|
|
WESLEY (V.O.)
|
|
Aye, sir.
|
|
|
|
A forcefield containment has been established in the
|
|
center of the room. Geordi turns to Picard.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
Containment forcefield ready,
|
|
Captain.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Activate.
|
|
|
|
The forcefield engages. Picard nods to Pulaski.
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(to com panel)
|
|
Doctor Mandel, are you ready to
|
|
transport?
|
|
|
|
MANDEL (O.S.)
|
|
(from com panel)
|
|
You have the coordinates. We
|
|
have one male and one female,
|
|
standing by.
|
|
|
|
Riker nods to Geordi.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
(to com panel)
|
|
Transporter, energize.
|
|
|
|
Two blocks of transparent plastic begin to materialize
|
|
inside the forcefield.
|
|
|
|
Encased within are two unclothed humans... but they
|
|
are not "children" in the usual sense of the word.
|
|
They are physical super-specimens. And they appear
|
|
to be in their early twenties. Worf is the first to
|
|
react.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
A trick!
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
(to com panel)
|
|
Transporter room. Reverse the
|
|
trans --
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Hold on that, Number One.
|
|
Whoever they are, they're in
|
|
stasis. Lieutenant Worf?
|
|
|
|
Worf cautiously scans them with his tricorder.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
The styrolite's intact, Captain.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
Captain, I...
|
|
(beat)
|
|
There's a definite presence --
|
|
two distinct personalities. Even
|
|
in stasis... It's quite strong.
|
|
(beat)
|
|
They are unquestionably
|
|
telepathic.
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED: (2)
|
|
|
|
Everyone strains for a closer look.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
Earth humans. Somewhat larger
|
|
than normal. Approximately
|
|
twenty years old --
|
|
|
|
Doctor Pulaski is transfixed by the Darwinian children.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
Extraordinary.
|
|
(awe-struck)
|
|
We could be looking at the future
|
|
of humanity.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(controlled)
|
|
Or at least Doctor Mandel's
|
|
vision of it.
|
|
|
|
FADE OUT:
|
|
|
|
ACT THREE
|
|
|
|
EXT. ENTERPRISE
|
|
|
|
In orbit around Gagarin IV.
|
|
|
|
INT. SICKBAY SCIENCE LAB
|
|
|
|
The two Darwinian children stand frozen in their blocks
|
|
of styrolite. They are being scanned by an array of
|
|
devices as medical technicians study the readouts.
|
|
|
|
From across the room, Doctor Pulaski watches, chin in
|
|
hand, thinking.
|
|
|
|
Picard enters. She looks up.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
I want to free them from the
|
|
styrolite.
|
|
|
|
Picard crosses to the children and looks them over.
|
|
He turns to Pulaski.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Are you absolutely certain
|
|
they're safe?
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
These children are in better
|
|
health than we are. Their immune
|
|
system is so advanced, it may
|
|
not even be possible for them
|
|
to contract disease.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
But how can we be --
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
There's no way we can be
|
|
absolutely certain until we know
|
|
what's causing the disease.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Then until we can answer that
|
|
question, we can't --
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
We don't have that kind of time.
|
|
(beat)
|
|
Captain, look at these children.
|
|
Set aside the fact that they are
|
|
human beings and we are their
|
|
only hope.
|
|
(beat)
|
|
We're talking about a new chapter
|
|
in genetic science.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
But the risk. The risk is --
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
Minimal. They'll continue to
|
|
be isolated inside a forcefield.
|
|
|
|
Picard studies her. Finally he turns to the com panel.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(to com panel)
|
|
Commander Riker, assemble the
|
|
bridge crew in the observation
|
|
lounge in fifteen minutes.
|
|
Doctor Pulaski has a proposal
|
|
she'd like us to consider.
|
|
|
|
RIKER (V.O.)
|
|
(com panel)
|
|
Yes, sir.
|
|
|
|
He starts out, then turns at the door.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
And Doctor... I'm not one to
|
|
discourage input, but I'd
|
|
appreciate it if you'd at least
|
|
let me finish my sentences once
|
|
in a while.
|
|
|
|
He exits.
|
|
|
|
She puts a hand to her eyes.
|
|
|
|
INT. TROI'S OFFICE
|
|
|
|
Troi is working at her desk. She looks up as Doctor
|
|
Pulaski enters.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
You have a minute?
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
Of course.
|
|
|
|
Pulaski takes a seat, unsure how to begin.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(beat)
|
|
Deanna... You've known the
|
|
captain for some time...
|
|
(beat)
|
|
I guess I could use some advice.
|
|
I don't think I'm dealing with
|
|
him very well.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
Why do you say that?
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(shrugs)
|
|
My arguments seem to go right
|
|
past him. We wind up shouting
|
|
regulations at each other.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
It takes time to get to know him.
|
|
But he's very fair, and he has
|
|
excellent judgment.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
I know he's a talented commanding
|
|
officer.
|
|
(beat)
|
|
But he's so caught up in... his
|
|
ship, his responsibility... He
|
|
doesn't seem able to step back...
|
|
to see the whole canvas.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
(puzzled)
|
|
Kate, I don't think he would be
|
|
where he is if he couldn't see
|
|
the "whole canvas."
|
|
|
|
They are interrupted by the com panel.
|
|
|
|
COM PANEL (V.O.)
|
|
Staff officers report to the
|
|
Observation Lounge.
|
|
|
|
They stand and head for the door.
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED: (2)
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
Maybe your problem is that the
|
|
two of you aren't all that
|
|
different.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
What do you mean?
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
Let's just say you're both well
|
|
established personalities.
|
|
|
|
INT. OBSERVATION LOUNGE
|
|
|
|
The A-team is assembled. Picard has the floor.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Doctor Pulaski's studies indicate
|
|
the children are harmless. She
|
|
believes the rest of the colony's
|
|
children should be beamed aboard
|
|
and transported to a new
|
|
environment while there's still
|
|
time to save them.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Are you sure they're safe?
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
No.
|
|
|
|
A murmer of alarm.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI (CONT.)
|
|
In the time we have available,
|
|
the only true test is to expose
|
|
the children to another human
|
|
being.
|
|
|
|
An audible silence. Everyone is looking at her.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI (CONT.)
|
|
I plan to free them from the
|
|
styrolite--inside a forcefield
|
|
containment.
|
|
(beat)
|
|
I'll be inside the containment
|
|
area myself.
|
|
|
|
Another murmer of concern.
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
You would risk yourself?
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
They're living beings and they
|
|
need our help.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
(shakes his head)
|
|
I don't like it. If we lost the
|
|
force field for some reason...
|
|
we could lose the ship.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
But the children are in perfect
|
|
health. And we can use double
|
|
redundant forcefields.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
As Geordi says, forcefields can
|
|
fail. And until --
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
Captain, I can understand your
|
|
concern, but --
|
|
|
|
She's cut him off again. She glances at him. Picard
|
|
eyes her coolly.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
You say you understand, Doctor,
|
|
but I wonder if you do.
|
|
|
|
Pulaski is up against a wall. She stares at the table
|
|
with a hand to her forehead. Picard studies her. He
|
|
softens.
|
|
|
|
PICARD (CONT.)
|
|
If you can find a way to prove
|
|
the children are biologically
|
|
harmless without risking the
|
|
crew, I'll do everything in my
|
|
power to assist.
|
|
|
|
She nods. She gets up and heads for the exit. Picard
|
|
motions to Troi. The two of them hold back until the
|
|
others are gone.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
Captain?
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED: (2)
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I'm concerned about our CMO.
|
|
(off Troi's look)
|
|
She's absolutley obsessed with
|
|
the medical viewpoint. She
|
|
doesn't seem able to step back
|
|
and see the overall picture.
|
|
|
|
Troi has trouble suppressing a smile.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
What's the matter?
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
Nothing, Captain. Perhaps you
|
|
and the CMO just need to give
|
|
each other a little more time.
|
|
|
|
INT. BRIDGE
|
|
|
|
Pulaski strides onto the bridge and addresses the
|
|
viewscreen.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
Doctor Mandel, this is Kate
|
|
Pulaski.
|
|
|
|
Mandel appears on the viewscreen and Pulaski winces.
|
|
Mandel is visibly older.
|
|
|
|
MANDEL
|
|
(from viewscreen)
|
|
Doctor? Do you have a decision?
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(beat)
|
|
Yes. I'm afraid it's bad news.
|
|
|
|
MANDEL
|
|
How can that be?!
|
|
|
|
Pulaski stiffens her spine to carry the weight.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
The risk to our ship and crew
|
|
is too great. Until we're
|
|
absolutely certain of the cause
|
|
of the disease, the children --
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
MANDEL
|
|
But the children were never on
|
|
the Lantree!
|
|
(beat)
|
|
You can't do this! For God's
|
|
sake! I demand that you do
|
|
something to save our children.
|
|
|
|
Pulaski is under tremendous strain.
|
|
|
|
MANDEL (CONT.)
|
|
(spreads her withered
|
|
hands.)
|
|
We haven't much time.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(sets her jaw)
|
|
Stand by. I'll get back to you.
|
|
|
|
INT. ENGINEERING CONTROL ROOM
|
|
|
|
Geordi is studying a PADD. He's troubled. Rina senses
|
|
something is wrong.
|
|
|
|
RINA
|
|
What's the it?
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
(glances up)
|
|
Our error rate is up nearly forty
|
|
percent.
|
|
|
|
She looks at him squarely.
|
|
|
|
RINA
|
|
You mean: since I came aboard.
|
|
|
|
She's angry. She's about to reply, but she's
|
|
interrupted by Pulaski, who comes storming into the
|
|
control room.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
I need your help. I've got very
|
|
little time. I've got to find
|
|
a way to test the children, to
|
|
make sure they're harmless. And
|
|
I need a fail-safe environment.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
The problem is, there's no area
|
|
on the ship that can be sealed
|
|
off with absolute certainty.
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
What about the Sickbay?
|
|
(glances at Rina)
|
|
Doesn't the Sickbay have
|
|
isolated systems?
|
|
|
|
RINA
|
|
The Sickbay has independant
|
|
systems, but it's not possible
|
|
to totally cut it off from the
|
|
rest of the ship. The only
|
|
truely independent environment
|
|
would be the shuttlecraft, or
|
|
something like --
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
The shuttlecraft?
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|
(to Geordi)
|
|
Why didn't you say so?
|
|
|
|
INT. CAPTAIN'S READY ROOM
|
|
|
|
Picard is looking in his microscope when the door chime
|
|
sounds.
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|
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|
PICARD
|
|
Come.
|
|
|
|
Pulaski enters.
|
|
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|
PULASKI
|
|
Captain, I'd like permission to
|
|
take the children aboard the
|
|
shuttlecraft
|
|
|
|
Picard reacts.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI (CONT.)
|
|
If the experiment is...
|
|
unsucessful, the shuttlecraft
|
|
can simply be abandoned here at
|
|
Darwin.
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|
|
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PICARD
|
|
(studies her)
|
|
And you along with it.
|
|
|
|
She shrugs.
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
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|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Doctor, you are the chief medical
|
|
officer of the Starship
|
|
Enterprise. You have a
|
|
responsibility to this ship --
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
And to humanity.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
The Starfleet guidelines about
|
|
contact with quarantined --
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
Listen, you don't need to quote
|
|
the rule book --
|
|
(a hand to her mouth)
|
|
|
|
She's done it again.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI (CONT.)
|
|
You were saying?
|
|
|
|
Picard studies her. Finally he gets to his feet.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Request approved.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
Captain, you said if I...
|
|
(beat)
|
|
Approved?
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Doctor, I can't condone the
|
|
jeopardy you're assumming, but
|
|
I recognize that you have
|
|
satisfied my conditions.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(long beat)
|
|
Thank you.
|
|
|
|
INT. SHUTTLE BAY
|
|
|
|
The children, still in styrolite, are being loaded
|
|
aboard the shuttlecraft. Pulaski is supervising as
|
|
Data enters.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
Doctor? You sent for me?
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
I did, Commander. I assume
|
|
you're qualified to pilot this
|
|
shuttlecraft.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
Certainly. I was trained at --
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
I'm sure you were. Please get
|
|
aboard, we don't have much time.
|
|
|
|
Data looks at her quizzically. He starts to board as
|
|
Riker rushes into the shuttle bay.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Doctor, what's going on?
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
We're performing the experiment
|
|
aboard the shuttlecraft.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
The captain approved this?
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
Yes. Now if you'll clear the
|
|
area, please; we haven't much
|
|
time.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Doctor, I can't allow you to risk
|
|
yourself like this.
|
|
(to com panel)
|
|
Captain, this is Riker --
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
Commander Riker... that item in
|
|
your medical record is still
|
|
unresolved, if I'm not mistaken?
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
What does that...
|
|
(dawning realization)
|
|
You can't be serious.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(to com panel)
|
|
Computer, this is Chief Medical
|
|
Officer Pulaski.
|
|
(more)
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED: (2)
|
|
|
|
PULASKI (Cont'd)
|
|
I'm relieving Commander William
|
|
Riker from active duty for
|
|
medical reasons effective
|
|
immediately.
|
|
(to Data)
|
|
Let's go.
|
|
|
|
Riker is stunned. Doctor Pulaski enters the
|
|
shuttlecraft. Data looks at Riker with a shrug. He
|
|
follows Pulaski in and the hatch closes behind them.
|
|
|
|
COMPUTER VOICE (V.O.)
|
|
(from com panel)
|
|
All personnel, clear the shuttle
|
|
bay.
|
|
|
|
Riker jumps to the com panel.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
(to com panel)
|
|
Computer -- override shuttle
|
|
operations! Halt departure!
|
|
Secure the shuttle!
|
|
|
|
COMPUTER VOICE (V.O.)
|
|
Riker, William T. Presently on
|
|
inactive duty status. No command
|
|
authorization.
|
|
(beat)
|
|
All personnel, clear the shuttle
|
|
bay.
|
|
|
|
Dismayed, Riker joins the other crewmembers moving quickly
|
|
to the air lock.
|
|
|
|
INT. SHUTTLECRAFT
|
|
|
|
Data, at the console, clearly has misgivings about
|
|
what's happening.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
You'll take us a few hundred
|
|
meters away from the Enterprise,
|
|
and hold position.
|
|
|
|
With a raise of an eyebrow, Data turns to the panel.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
Begin shuttlecraft launch
|
|
sequence.
|
|
|
|
INT. SHUTTLE BAY CONTROL ROOM (BLUE SCREEN)
|
|
|
|
Through the airlock viewing port, Riker watches,
|
|
powerless and apprehensive.
|
|
|
|
COMPUTER VOICE (V.O.)
|
|
(from com panel)
|
|
Shuttle Bay One is clear. Access
|
|
hatch sealed. Initiating
|
|
decompression.
|
|
|
|
DATA (V.O.)
|
|
Stand by to open shuttle bay
|
|
doors.
|
|
|
|
COMPUTER VOICE (V.O.)
|
|
Decompression complete. Opening
|
|
main shuttle bay doors.
|
|
|
|
Beyond the shuttlecraft, the hangar bay doors begin
|
|
to part, revealing the starry night.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
(resigned)
|
|
Good luck, Doctor.
|
|
|
|
EXT. SPACE - ENTERPISE (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
The shuttlecraft emerges, drifting slowly away from
|
|
the Enterprise.
|
|
|
|
INT. SHUTTLECRAFT
|
|
|
|
Pulaski has turned her attention to the two children,
|
|
now lying horizontal, still encased in styrolite.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
We are in position, Doctor.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(more to herself)
|
|
This is the only way to prove
|
|
they're harmless.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
And if they are not?
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(looks at him)
|
|
I hate to keep reminding you,
|
|
but you are a machine. You'll
|
|
be perfectly safe.
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
That is by no means certain,
|
|
Doctor, but I was referring to
|
|
you.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(softens)
|
|
Medical research is sometimes
|
|
a risky business, Commander.
|
|
It's all part of being human.
|
|
|
|
Pulaski adjusts a dispersion device over the horizontal
|
|
forms of the two children. She activates it and the
|
|
styrolite begins to dissolve.
|
|
|
|
In seconds it melts away and the children scramble to
|
|
their feet -- curious, friendly, and mute.
|
|
|
|
The female, ASTARTE, touches Pulaski and looks her in
|
|
the eye.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(wide eyed)
|
|
... Your name is Astarte... this
|
|
is your brother, David...
|
|
|
|
EXT. ENTERPRISE - (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
The shuttlecraft and the Enterprise orbit together
|
|
above the planet Gagarin IV.
|
|
|
|
INT. SHUTTLECRAFT
|
|
|
|
Using a tricorder and other diagnostic instruments Data
|
|
assists Doctor Pulaski with her self-examination.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
All within tolerance, Doctor.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(a slight smile)
|
|
The manufacturer will be pleased
|
|
to hear it.
|
|
(off his look)
|
|
I appreciate your help, but your
|
|
bedside manner needs work.
|
|
|
|
The children are silently studying their surroundings.
|
|
She moves toward them -- and FREEZES.
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
Wide eyed, suddenly gripped with fear, she slowly moves
|
|
her arm -- and GROANS in pain.
|
|
|
|
Data looks at her in alarm.
|
|
|
|
FADE OUT
|
|
|
|
ACT FOUR
|
|
|
|
FADE IN:
|
|
|
|
EXT. SPACE (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
With the shuttlecraft alongside, the Enterprise is in
|
|
orbit around Gagarin IV.
|
|
|
|
INT. SHUTTLECRAFT
|
|
|
|
Moving with difficulty, Doctor Pulaski makes her way to
|
|
the shuttle's command chair. Data rushes to assist.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
There was no warning.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(from viewscreen)
|
|
Doctor!
|
|
|
|
With Data's help, Pulaski lowers herself into the
|
|
chair.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(wincing)
|
|
Acute arthritic inflammation of
|
|
all joints. It's the initial
|
|
symptom of the disease.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(from viewscreen)
|
|
Good lord!
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
The children must be returned
|
|
to their isolation environment.
|
|
|
|
INT. ENTERPRISE - BRIDGE
|
|
|
|
Riker steps out of the turbolift onto the bridge.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
Transporter set to original
|
|
coordinates, Captain.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Energize.
|
|
(noticing Riker)
|
|
Glad you're here, Number One.
|
|
|
|
INT. SHUTTLECRAFT
|
|
|
|
Pulaski and Data watch as the Darwinian children vanish
|
|
in a sparkle of energy.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
Thank you, Captain.
|
|
|
|
Doctor Pulaski self-administers a hyposray painkiller.
|
|
Immediately she begins to relax.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(on viewscreen)
|
|
We'll have a medical team waiting
|
|
for you in the shuttle bay,
|
|
Doctor.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
I'm afraid that's out of the
|
|
question. We still don't
|
|
understand what we're dealing
|
|
with. That means I'm subject
|
|
to the same quarantine as the
|
|
Darwin Station.
|
|
(beat)
|
|
I recommend a delta-level
|
|
decontamination of the Sickbay
|
|
and the shuttle bay. Shuttle
|
|
One out.
|
|
|
|
INT. ENTERPRISE
|
|
|
|
Picard is on his feet, addressing a viewscreen
|
|
starfield.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Doctor!
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
Captain, I'll see to the
|
|
decontamination myself.
|
|
|
|
Picard nods, barely able to contain his frustration.
|
|
Worf heads for the turbolift. Riker approaches Picard.
|
|
|
|
INT. SHUTTLECRAFT
|
|
|
|
Data watches nervously as Doctor Pulaski attempts to
|
|
stand. She appears to be stiff, but not crippled by
|
|
pain.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
How do you feel?
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(slowly flexing her
|
|
fingers)
|
|
Not exactly up to factory specs.
|
|
(off his look)
|
|
The pain is tolerable, thank you.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
Set course for Darwin Station?
|
|
|
|
The doctor sinks wearily back into the command chair.
|
|
She has already begun to show signs of aging.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
We're already quarantined. What
|
|
do we have to lose?
|
|
|
|
Data starts to give her a literal response, then thinks
|
|
better of it. He punches in the course.
|
|
|
|
INT. SICKBAY SCIENCE LAB (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
The bio-decontamination team, in protective suits, are
|
|
"hosing down" the area using back-pack plasma
|
|
generators.
|
|
|
|
A stream of translucent blue light flows from the
|
|
nozzles, filling the air and clinging to the exposed
|
|
surfaces for a moment before evaporating. Worf's bulk
|
|
is undisguised by the suit.
|
|
|
|
As they move on a second crew, also in full protective
|
|
suits, enters the room carrying scanners and checking
|
|
for any residual contamination.
|
|
|
|
INT. OBSERVATION LOUNGE
|
|
|
|
Picard and Riker are alone in the room, facing each
|
|
other across the table.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I wish it were that simple, Will.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
A meaningless detail on a medical
|
|
form...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I agree it seems insignificant,
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
You have the authority to
|
|
countermand it.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
My authority flows from the chain
|
|
of command. If you, or any other
|
|
officer, have anything less than
|
|
full confidence that your orders
|
|
will be carried out, then my rank
|
|
of Captain is meaningless.c
|
|
|
|
Riker understands the truth of this.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
(beat)
|
|
Sir, if there's any way I can
|
|
help get them back...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Of course.
|
|
|
|
The door opens and Troi enters, followed by Geordi and
|
|
Rina. They take their seats. Niether Picard nor Riker
|
|
comment on Rina's presence.
|
|
|
|
WESLEY (V.O.)
|
|
(from com panel)
|
|
Captain, Shuttle One is decending
|
|
to Gagarin Four.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(to com panel)
|
|
Thank you, Mister Crusher.
|
|
(to the group)
|
|
The medical emergency at Darwin
|
|
Station is ongoing. We'll
|
|
continue to assist, but our
|
|
immediate concern is the
|
|
evacuation of our two officers.
|
|
Anyone?
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
Shouldn't Kate be involved in
|
|
this?
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Judging from what we saw on the
|
|
Lantree, Doctor Pulaski may not
|
|
be able to help herself.
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED: (2)
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
(beat)
|
|
I suggest transporting them both
|
|
back to the ship. We should use
|
|
whatever time we have to seek
|
|
the best medical resources
|
|
available.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
The transporter won't protect
|
|
us. The children went through
|
|
the transporter and still
|
|
infected Doctor Pulaski.
|
|
|
|
Geordi raps the table.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
The bio-filter can be adjusted.
|
|
We could alter the filter to
|
|
screen out whatever it is that's
|
|
causing...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Precisely. We can't protect
|
|
ourselves against the unknown.
|
|
What we need is a filter that
|
|
isn't bio-dependent.
|
|
|
|
They ponder. Finally,
|
|
|
|
RINA
|
|
What about the "trace?"
|
|
|
|
Everyone turns to Rina, their faces reflecting degrees
|
|
of skepticism.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
The transporter trace?
|
|
|
|
RINA
|
|
The transporter keeps a computer
|
|
record of every transmission,
|
|
a footprint if you will. Usually
|
|
it's only stored for security
|
|
purposes, but if we used the
|
|
trace data to control the
|
|
reconstitution process...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(to Geordi)
|
|
Is that possible?
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED: (3)
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
I hate to admit it, but it never
|
|
occured to me. All I can tell
|
|
you is she hasn't been wrong yet.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Very well. Thank you Ensign... ?
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
Excuse me, Captain. But where
|
|
will we get the trace data? As
|
|
far as I know Kate's never used
|
|
the transporter.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Never?
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
She's... a woman of strongly held
|
|
opinions, sir.
|
|
(beat)
|
|
What about a previous assignment?
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
Her last ship was the Repulse.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(to com panel)
|
|
Bridge. Signal the USS Repulse
|
|
on the sub-space captain's
|
|
priority channel.
|
|
|
|
EXT. DARWIN RESEARCH STATION - DAY (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
The shuttlecraft settles on a landing pad near the Main
|
|
Laboratory Building at Darwin Station.
|
|
|
|
INT. DARWIN STATION LAB BUILDING
|
|
|
|
Doctor Mandel several OTHER SCIENTISTS are waiting as
|
|
Doctor Pulaski steps out of the lift with Data's help.
|
|
During the short journey to the planet's surface she
|
|
appears to have aged thirty years.
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
MANDEL
|
|
(extends her hand)
|
|
Doctor Pulaski...
|
|
(beat)
|
|
I can only tell you how much I
|
|
regret the burden we have imposed
|
|
on you.
|
|
(a glance at Data)
|
|
On both of you.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
Commander Data is an android,
|
|
Doctor. He is unaffected. As
|
|
for me, this was my choice, not
|
|
yours.
|
|
|
|
MANDEL
|
|
I still can't believe the
|
|
children had anything to do with
|
|
this.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
(gestures toward
|
|
Pulaski)
|
|
The evidence is fairly
|
|
conclusive.
|
|
|
|
MANDEL
|
|
But the children were designed
|
|
to ward off any disease agents.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(pointedly)
|
|
I think it's time we talked about
|
|
that.
|
|
|
|
INT. ISOLATION LABORATORY - OBSERVATION AREA
|
|
|
|
Doctors Pulaski and Mandel step into an observation
|
|
booth overlooking the isolation lab. From here they
|
|
can see the children. They are all physically
|
|
exceptional.
|
|
|
|
MANDEL
|
|
(looks down)
|
|
Our ultimate achievement.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
Genetically... engineered...
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
MANDEL
|
|
Created!
|
|
(beat)
|
|
Perfect in every way. Better
|
|
than perfect. Their bone
|
|
structure, their musculature...
|
|
(gestures)
|
|
their brains!
|
|
|
|
Mandel RAPS on the glass.
|
|
|
|
INT. ISOLATION LABORATORY
|
|
|
|
Two children playing chess glance up -- and all the
|
|
chess pieces disappear.
|
|
|
|
They wave, and turn back to the game. An instant of
|
|
concentration -- and the chess pieces reappear.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI (V. O.)
|
|
(shaken)
|
|
What about their immune system?
|
|
|
|
MANDEL (V.O.)
|
|
That was our masterpiece. An
|
|
aggressive immunity that attacks
|
|
any invader and destroys it
|
|
genetically.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI (V.O.)
|
|
That's it.
|
|
|
|
INT. ISOLATION CHAMBER - OBSERVATION AREA
|
|
|
|
Mandel faces Pulaski.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
Thelusian flu!
|
|
|
|
MANDEL
|
|
Thelusian flu?
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
The first officer of the Lantree
|
|
had Thelusian flu -- an airborne
|
|
virus.
|
|
(nods toward
|
|
children)
|
|
How would their immune system
|
|
react to it?
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
MANDEL
|
|
By altering the genetic pattern.
|
|
Forcing the virus into
|
|
extinction.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(beat)
|
|
I'm afraid that's what's
|
|
happening to us.
|
|
|
|
Doctor Mandel is stunned. She stares down at the two
|
|
chess players.
|
|
|
|
MANDEL
|
|
We were so concerned about
|
|
protecting them -- we overlooked
|
|
the obvious!
|
|
(beat)
|
|
The one decision we made with
|
|
our hearts... turns out to be
|
|
a mistake.
|
|
|
|
Pulaski puts a withered hand on Mandel's shoulder.
|
|
|
|
INT. CAPTAIN'S READY ROOM
|
|
|
|
CAPTAIN TAGGERT, of the Starship Repulse, has a full
|
|
bushy mustache. He's somewhat younger than Picard,
|
|
and his face fills the viewscreen in the Ready Room.
|
|
|
|
TAGGERT
|
|
(from viewscreen)
|
|
Sorry, Picard. We purged the
|
|
Doctor Pulaski's trace right
|
|
after her transfer. Not that
|
|
she used the transporter much,
|
|
she preferred using the
|
|
shuttlecraft.
|
|
(shrugs)
|
|
I'd have given her a shuttle if
|
|
it would have kept her here.
|
|
Best CMO I ever served with.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Tell me, Taggart. If she served
|
|
you as well as you say, why did
|
|
you let her go?
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
TAGGERT
|
|
(laughs)
|
|
I guess you haven't run into her
|
|
stubborn streak.
|
|
(beat)
|
|
The moment she heard of the
|
|
opening on the Enterprise, she
|
|
put in a request for transfer.
|
|
Knew your service record backward
|
|
and forward. Apparently she's
|
|
been an admirer of yours for some
|
|
time.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(shocked)
|
|
Extraordinary.
|
|
|
|
EXT. DARWIN STATION - DAY
|
|
|
|
The shuttlecraft is still on the landing pad outside
|
|
the laboratory complex.
|
|
|
|
INT. DARWIN LABORATORY
|
|
|
|
Data is at a computer console. Pulaski and Mandel
|
|
approach.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
He's is trying to isolate the
|
|
altered genetic pattern.
|
|
|
|
MANDEL
|
|
But the computer run could take
|
|
months.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(smiles)
|
|
Not necessarily. Commander
|
|
Data... has a way with computers.
|
|
|
|
The displays in front of Data are scrolling like
|
|
lightning.
|
|
|
|
He looks up.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
(points to display)
|
|
Comparing genetic samples
|
|
indicates a transposition of
|
|
these two proteins.
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
MANDEL
|
|
It appears that the antibodies
|
|
have been too effective.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
What do you mean?
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
I believe she is referring to the
|
|
fact that the human genome is
|
|
self replicating.
|
|
|
|
Mandel stares at the readout in horror.
|
|
|
|
MANDEL
|
|
He's quite right. Every cell
|
|
in our bodies is now programmed
|
|
for extinction.
|
|
|
|
EXT. ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
In orbit around Gagarin IV.
|
|
|
|
INT. BRIDGE
|
|
|
|
Captain Picard struggles to maintain his composure as
|
|
he faces the viewscreen.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Have you made any progress,
|
|
Doctor Pulaski?
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(from viewscreen)
|
|
The Darwin staff has amassed some
|
|
amazing new data on the
|
|
physiology of aging --
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(incredulous)
|
|
I'm sure, but right now I'm
|
|
concerned about you.
|
|
|
|
INT. DARWIN LABORATORY
|
|
|
|
Doctor Pulaski is working at a lab station. Her face
|
|
is wrinkled, and her hair is snow white.
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(shakes her head)
|
|
We've isolated the altered DNA,
|
|
but the process may not be
|
|
reversible. The others are
|
|
already at work in the primary
|
|
lab -- where I should be.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(from viewscreen)
|
|
No, Doctor. You and Commander
|
|
Data belong here.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(long beat)
|
|
Commander Data is preparing to
|
|
leave now.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(from viewscreen)
|
|
Doctor...
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
Jean-Luc... I appreciate what
|
|
you're trying to do.
|
|
(beat)
|
|
But I got into this by leaping
|
|
before I looked, and I won't
|
|
allow you to make the same
|
|
mistake.
|
|
|
|
INT. BRIDGE
|
|
|
|
Picard looks at Riker in dismay.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI (cont.)
|
|
(from viewscreen)
|
|
It's still my responsibility,
|
|
and the quarantine is still
|
|
valid.
|
|
(smiles)
|
|
I'm afraid this is the moment
|
|
of truth.
|
|
|
|
Grim, jaw locked, Picard sags into his chair in defeat.
|
|
|
|
On the viewscreen, Pulaski straightens her shoulders
|
|
and stands as erect as she can.
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
PULASKI (cont.)
|
|
Chief Medical Officer Pulaski's
|
|
final report to the Enterprise...
|
|
(beat)
|
|
Just as changes in evolution are
|
|
known to be caused by changes
|
|
in the environment, we now have
|
|
evidence that the process also
|
|
works in reverse.
|
|
(beat)
|
|
The quarantine of the Darwin
|
|
Station must be maintained until
|
|
the end.
|
|
(beat)
|
|
Pulaski out.
|
|
|
|
FADE OUT:
|
|
|
|
ACT FIVE
|
|
|
|
FADE IN:
|
|
|
|
EXT. DARWIN RESEARCH STATION - DAY
|
|
|
|
The Enterprise shuttlecraft sits alongside the
|
|
building.
|
|
|
|
INT. DARWIN ISOLATION LAB
|
|
|
|
Pulaski and Mandel say goodbye to Data. He turns to
|
|
Pulaski.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
I am sorry I could not be more
|
|
helpful, Doctor Pulaski.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(a glimmer of
|
|
admiration)
|
|
You did everything you could,
|
|
Commander.
|
|
(extends her hand
|
|
with a smile)
|
|
As androids go, you're in a class
|
|
by yourself.
|
|
|
|
Solemnly they shake hands. There's an awkward silence.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
Doctor --
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
Please give my best to the
|
|
captain.
|
|
|
|
Finally, Data turns and exits.
|
|
|
|
EXT. DARWIN (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
The shuttlecraft rises from the pad next to the
|
|
laboratory, then streaks into space.
|
|
|
|
EXT. ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
The shuttlecraft approaches the Enterprise, but stands
|
|
off some distance.
|
|
|
|
INT. SHUTTLECRAFT
|
|
|
|
Data enters a string of commands into the control
|
|
console, then gets to his feet. He turns to the
|
|
com panel.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
Enterprise. Commander Data ready
|
|
to beam aboard.
|
|
|
|
A shimmer of light and he's gone.
|
|
|
|
EXT. ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
The shuttlecraft EXPLODES.
|
|
|
|
INT. ENTERPRISE - BRIDGE
|
|
|
|
Picard is grim. This defeat has taken its toll. Troi
|
|
is concerned.
|
|
|
|
WESLEY
|
|
Sir. Commander Data is back
|
|
aboard.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
Jean-Luc, don't try to carry all
|
|
the weight for this tragedy.
|
|
Kate knew what she was doing.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(angry)
|
|
If I was certain we had tried
|
|
absolutely every --
|
|
(he's thinking)
|
|
Stand by.
|
|
|
|
He gets up abruptly and strides to the turbolift. Troi
|
|
glances at Riker.
|
|
|
|
INT. TRANSPORTER ROOM
|
|
|
|
Data, inside an isolation forcefield, is being scanned
|
|
by medical monitors.
|
|
|
|
MEDIC
|
|
No life forms present.
|
|
|
|
Data glances up resentfully. He's about to say
|
|
something when Picard enters. He strides forward and
|
|
shakes Data's hand.
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Good to see you, Data.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
Yes, sir.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Tell me quickly -- you were
|
|
unaffected because you have no
|
|
genetic material?
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
Correct, sir.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
And Doctor Pulaski's DNA is
|
|
altered -- and that's what brings
|
|
on the aging?
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
Precisely. An almost
|
|
undetectable transposition in
|
|
the human genome. It takes a
|
|
number of interactions of the --
|
|
|
|
Picard grabs Data by the arm and heads for the door.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Come on. We've got one more card
|
|
to play.
|
|
|
|
INT. ENGINEERING
|
|
|
|
Geordi, Rina and the crew are making preparations to
|
|
get underway.
|
|
|
|
Picard charges in with Data following.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
Sir?
|
|
|
|
Picard moves past Geordi to Rina.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Ensign, I need your opinion.
|
|
|
|
RINA
|
|
(taken aback)
|
|
Sir?
|
|
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
You said the transporter could
|
|
be altered to filter out changes
|
|
in Doctor Pulaski.
|
|
|
|
RINA
|
|
If we'd had the trace...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Well it turns out the changes
|
|
are in her DNA. If we used a
|
|
sample of the doctor's DNA --
|
|
say from a blood test -- that
|
|
was taken before --
|
|
|
|
RINA
|
|
Could we filter out her genetic
|
|
alterations? Absolutely!
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
You're picking up some bad
|
|
habits, Ensign, but yes, you took
|
|
the words right out of my mouth.
|
|
(beat)
|
|
Can you make the modifications?
|
|
|
|
RINA
|
|
Of course!
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Make it so.
|
|
|
|
He exits with Data.
|
|
|
|
Rina is dumbstruck. She looks at Geordi.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
(smiles)
|
|
Hop to it Ensign. You've got
|
|
work to do.
|
|
|
|
INT. ENTERPRISE - BRIDGE
|
|
|
|
Picard enters and addresses the viewscreen.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Darwin Station, this is the
|
|
Enterprise.
|
|
|
|
On the viewscreen, Pulaski appears -- now well over
|
|
100 years old. Picard tries to keep his emotions under
|
|
control.
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(to viewscreen)
|
|
We may have come up with an
|
|
answer, Doctor. We're looking
|
|
for a sample of your normal DNA
|
|
to use as a filter. We think
|
|
we'll be able to transport you
|
|
while cancelling out any changes
|
|
that have taken place.
|
|
|
|
INT. DARWIN ISOLATION LAB
|
|
|
|
Pulaski and Mandel stand before the viewscreen.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(to viewscreen)
|
|
An interesting idea, Captain.
|
|
(beat)
|
|
But what about Doctor Mandel and
|
|
her colleagues?
|
|
|
|
MANDEL
|
|
Kate.
|
|
(beat)
|
|
If this works -- we may be able
|
|
to use the same technique to save
|
|
ourselves. We have DNA samples.
|
|
|
|
INT. ENTERPRISE - SICKBAY
|
|
|
|
Riker and Data frantically search the medical records.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
A blood test or tissue specimen
|
|
-- anything that would provide
|
|
a sample of Pulaski's original
|
|
DNA.
|
|
|
|
They've been through everything.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
Afraid not, sir. Her records
|
|
were shipped by way of Starfleet
|
|
headquarters. They haven't
|
|
caught up with us yet.
|
|
|
|
Riker is stupefied.
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
This is ridiculous.
|
|
(slams his fist)
|
|
A single cell! A single --
|
|
|
|
They look at each other for a beat -- then dash for
|
|
the exit.
|
|
|
|
INT. ENTERPRISE - CORRIDOR
|
|
|
|
Riker and Data race for Pulaski's quarters. The door
|
|
is locked. Riker speaks to the com panel.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
(to com panel)
|
|
This is an emergency! Unlock
|
|
Medical Officer Pulaski's
|
|
quarters!
|
|
|
|
COM PANEL (V.O.)
|
|
Riker, William T., relieved of
|
|
active duty on
|
|
two-three-four-six-nine-point-seven...
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
(embarrassed)
|
|
Allow me, sir.
|
|
|
|
INT. PULASKI'S QUARTERS
|
|
|
|
Riker and Data rip the place apart.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Anything! Even a fingernail
|
|
clipping!
|
|
(looks at Data)
|
|
Or a hair!
|
|
|
|
He lunges for the dressing table. There, on her
|
|
hairbrush, is a single blonde strand.
|
|
|
|
They dash for the exit.
|
|
|
|
INT. BRIDGE
|
|
|
|
Picard addresses Pulaski on the viewscreen.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Doctor... you should know. This
|
|
has never been done before. Are
|
|
you willing to chance it?
|
|
|
|
INT. DARWIN LABORATORY.
|
|
|
|
Every movement is now painful for Pulaski.
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(to viewscreen)
|
|
I'll tell you one thing. If I
|
|
live through this...
|
|
(bends elbow and
|
|
flinches in pain)
|
|
I'll have a much better
|
|
understanding of geriatrics.
|
|
(weak smile)
|
|
Standing by, Captain.
|
|
|
|
INT. TRANSPORTER ROOM
|
|
|
|
Several of the panels are off, technicians are all over
|
|
the place, and Rina is supervising the modification
|
|
of the circuitry. Geordi, Riker and Data are making
|
|
last minute adjustments to the control console.
|
|
|
|
Picard enters, followed by Worf.
|
|
|
|
RINA
|
|
Ready, Captain.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
The isolation forcefield is in
|
|
place.
|
|
|
|
Picard surveys the scene.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(beat)
|
|
I'll operate the transporter
|
|
myself.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
That's not necessary, sir.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I'm afraid it is. If something
|
|
should go wrong. If Doctor
|
|
Pulaski is not fully... restored.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
(understanding)
|
|
Then she's still capable of
|
|
contaminating the ship.
|
|
|
|
CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(nods)
|
|
In that event there should be
|
|
time to redirect the transporter
|
|
and... disperse her. It's not
|
|
a responsibility I can delegate.
|
|
|
|
Picard steps to the control panel.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
Don't worry, Captain. It's not
|
|
going to come to that.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
You seem to have absolute faith
|
|
in the ensign's work.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
(glances at Rina)
|
|
Like I said, she's never wrong.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Very well, then.
|
|
(to com panel)
|
|
Engage forcefield.
|
|
|
|
The isolation forcefield rises around the transporter
|
|
platform.
|
|
|
|
PICARD (Cont.)
|
|
(to com panel)
|
|
Doctor Pulaski, are you ready?
|
|
|
|
PULASKI
|
|
(from com panel)
|
|
I suppose I --
|
|
|
|
Picard touches the panel. His eyes narrow as he
|
|
focuses on the empty transporter platform. Everyone
|
|
is holding their breath.
|
|
|
|
Rina looks at Geordi anxiously.
|
|
|
|
In the transporter bay, Pulaski's form appears... STILL
|
|
AGED! Then it fades... then re-materializes.
|
|
|
|
Riker and Worf glance at each other.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
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Captain...
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Picard reaches out, his hand poised above the controls.
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CONTINUED: (2)
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On the transporter platform Pulaski's energy field
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sparkles one last time -- she begins to coalesce --
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and all signs of aging have disappeared.
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Pulaski, seeing Picard, can't suppress a flicker of
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admiration.
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Picard, too, has trouble concealing his admiration.
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The forcefield is dropped. Picard steps forward and
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extends his hand.
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PICARD
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Welcome aboard, Doctor.
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Everyone rushes to welcome the CMO back.
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And Riker is ready -- anxious -- to bite the bullet.
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RIKER
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Doctor... I'm ready to take the
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Rheinman test.
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Pulaski looks at him quizzically. Has she forgotten?
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PULASKI
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Glad you reconsidered, Commander.
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(to com panel)
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This is Chief Medical Officer
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Pulaski. Commander Riker is
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restored to active duty effective
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immediately.
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(to Riker)
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My schedule's a little tight.
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(smiling)
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What do you say we put it off
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for a day or so?
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Picard is at the doorway. Pulaski catches up with him,
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and they exit together.
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INT. TURBOLIFT
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Pulaski and Picard step into the lift.
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PULASKI
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Captain... If this hadn't
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worked? If...
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CONTINUED:
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PICARD
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(clears his throat)
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It would have been necessary to
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beam your energy into empty
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space.
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(beat)
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Happily, there's no reason to
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concern yourself with --
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PULASKI
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Why should I be concerned about
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having my atoms spread across
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the galaxy? I imagine that's
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what's going to happen every time
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I use the damn thing.
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Picard's smile turns to laughter.
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INT. CORRIDOR
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Geordi and Rina are walking together.
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GEORDI
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Looks like you'll be going to
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your next assignment with a
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captain's commendation in your
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record.
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RINA
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Thanks to you. And the way
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you... see things.
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(turns to him)
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Tell me. When you look at me,
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what do you see?
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GEORDI
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To me beauty is a constantly
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changing thing. Sometimes people
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have it and sometimes they don't.
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It all depends on their energy.
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(beat)
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I see your energy and it's
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beautiful. But it comes from
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within.
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RINA
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You're the only poetic chief
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engineer I've ever heard of.
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CONTINUED:
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GEORDI
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And you're the most able trainee
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I've ever met.
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(kisses her hand)
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To quote our first officer, "It's
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been a pleasure."
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He looks up, but she's still holding his hand.
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RINA
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Technically, I'm off duty.
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GEORDI
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(beat)
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Technically, so am I.
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They have arrived at the entrance to her room. They
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look at each other for a moment.
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RINA
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Maybe you'd like to come in.
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I've got a fabulous collection
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of antique star drive drawings.
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GEORDI
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Sounds riveting.
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The door opens. They enter.
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As the door closes, we see her arms encircle him, and
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they kiss.
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EXT. SPACE - ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)
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The Enterprise moves away from Gagarin IV.
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RIKER (V.O.)
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Course and speed set for Star
|
|
Station India, Sir.
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PICARD (V.O.)
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Engage.
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The great ship clears Gagarin system and disappears
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|
in a flash of light.
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FADE OUT:
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THE END
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