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STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION
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"Conspiracy"
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#40271-125
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Story by
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Robert Sabaroff
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Teleplay by
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Tracy Torme
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Directed by
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Cliff Bole
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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 This script is not for publication or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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2ND REV. FINAL DRAFT
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MARCH 8, 1988
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STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - 3/8/88 - CAST
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STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION
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"Conspiracy"
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CAST
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PICARD CAPTAIN WALKER KEEL
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RIKER TRYLA SCOTT
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BEVERLY CAPTAIN RIXX
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DATA ADMIRAL SAVAR
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TROI ADMIRAL AARON
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WORF ADMIRAL GREGORY QUINN
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GEORDI LT. COMMANDER
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DEXTER REMMICK
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Voice-Over Non-Speaking
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COMPUTER VOICE CEREMONIAL GUARD
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TRANSPORTER OPERATOR (EARTH)
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STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - 3/8/88 - SETS
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STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION
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"Conspiracy"
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SETS
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INTERIORS EXTERIORS
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USS ENTERPRISE USS ENTERPRISE
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MAIN BRIDGE
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CAPTAIN'S QUARTERS DYTALLIX B
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SICKBAY
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STARFLEET HQ
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TRANSPORTER ROOM
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CORRIDOR EARTH
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OBSERVATION LOUNGE
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QUINN'S GUEST QUARTERS
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CAPTAIN'S READY ROOM
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GREAT HALL OF STARFLEET - EARTH
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HALLWAY
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RECEPTION AREA
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DINING ROOM
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TRANSMITTER ROOM
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TRANSPORTER ROOM
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MINING TUNNEL - DYTALLIX B
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STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - 3/8/88 - PRONUNCIATION GUIDE
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STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION
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"Conspiracy"
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PRONUNCIATION GUIDE
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TRYLA SCOTT TRY-la
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ADMIRAL SAVAR suh-VAAR
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DYTALLIX B die-TAL-icks Bee
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TAU CETI III tow (rhymes with cow)
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- set-ee 3
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STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/9/88 - TEASER 1.
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STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION
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"Conspiracy"
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TEASER
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FADE IN:
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1 EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)
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sweeps by majestically at warp. WE CLEARLY SEE THE
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REGISTRY NUMBER on her wing -- ten foot tall navy blue
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letters reading NCC-1701D.
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RIKER (V.O.)
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First officer's log, stardate
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41775.5. We are en route to the
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ocean world known as Pacifica...
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2 INT. ENTERPRISE - MAIN BRIDGE - WIDE ANGLE
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The mood is relaxed. RIKER is at Command with TROI
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beside him. WORF'S at Security, DATA and GEORDI at Ops
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and Conn.
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RIKER (V.O.)
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(continuing)
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Our mission is routinely
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scientific in nature. We look
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forward to seeing the warm blue
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waters and fine white beaches that
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make Pacifica a treasured jewel
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of the galaxy.
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3 ANGLE ON DATA
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intently listening to the punchline of a joke Geordi's
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telling...
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GEORDI
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(grinning)
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... So the guy staggers to his
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feet and goes back to the girl.
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She smiles, looks him right in
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the eye and says "Just try that
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in hyperspace!"
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Geordi LAUGHS at his own joke, but Data is simply
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reflective.
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STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/9/88 - TEASER 2.
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3 CONTINUED:
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DATA
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(thoughtful)
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Ah, I see. So the difficulty in
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attaining such complex
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positioning in a zero gravity
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environment, coupled with the
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adverse effect it would have on
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the psychological well being of
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the average human male, is what
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makes this anecdote so amusing.
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Yes. Very humorous indeed.
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Hysterical, in fact.
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The look on his friend's face tells Data that something
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is missing. Suddenly, he realizes what it is and
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bursts into STIFF, FORCED LAUGHTER. It comes out
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awkwardly and ends much too abruptly.
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4 BACK TO WIDE ANGLE
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Riker is smiling, having overheard.
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RIKER
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What's our e.t.a. at Pacifica,
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Mister La Forge?
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GEORDI
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Twenty two hours, fourteen
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minutes.
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RIKER
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Increase to warp six.
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GEORDI
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Aye sir.
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RIKER
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(to Troi, mischievous)
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Think anyone'll mind if we arrive
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a little ahead of schedule?
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TROI
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(warm smile)
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I know I won't. I've been looking
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forward to a nice swim.
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STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - 3/8/88 - TEASER 3.
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4 CONTINUED:
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DATA
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You are aware Counselor, that the
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Holodeck can be programed to
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recreate an oceanic environment.
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TROI
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It's just not the same, Data.
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Have you ever gone for a real
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moonlight swim?
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DATA
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(deeply puzzled)
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One can swim in moonlight?
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Troi rolls her eyes and turns to Worf...
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TROI
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How about you, Worf?
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WORF
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(shaking head)
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Swimming is too much like bathing.
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DATA
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-- Commander Riker.
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Data is monitoring something, looking concerned...
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DATA
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(continuing)
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I am receiving a Code Forty-Seven.
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Riker frowns, instantly concerned...
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RIKER
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Verify.
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Data rechecks his console...
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DATA
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(astounded)
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It is a Code Forty-Seven, sir.
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Starfleet emergency frequency.
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Riker and Troi exchange worried glances...
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TROI
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Code Forty-Seven... Captain's eyes
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only.
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STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - 3/8/88 - TEASER 4.
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5 INT. CAPTAIN'S QUARTERS - SLOWLY MOVING TOWARD BED
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(OPTICAL)
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The room is DARK, Picard is sleeping. THE SCREEN by
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his bed COMES TO LIFE, awakening the Captain...
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RIKER
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Riker on the bridge, Captain.
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I'm sorry to disturb you.
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Picard is still a bit groggy.
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PICARD
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What is it, Number One?
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RIKER
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An incoming message -- Code Forty
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Seven, sir.
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Picard REACTS to the news. He sits up in bed, wearing
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a form-fitting sleepsuit (warm and extremely
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comfortable).
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PICARD
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Pipe it through.
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A YELLOW LIGHT above the screen FLASHES on and off
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signifying that an urgent message is coming through.
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6 OMITTED
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7 ON SCREEN
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RIKER'S IMAGE IS instantly REPLACED BY THE official
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SEAL OF STARFLEET and the United Federation of Planets.
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A FEMALE COMPUTER VOICE addresses Picard...
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COMPUTER VOICE
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This is an emergency communique.
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It is not to be discussed with
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fellow officers unless deemed
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absolutely necessary. There will
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be no computer record of said
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transmission.
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PICARD
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Understood.
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COMPUTER VOICE
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Proceed with voice print
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identification.
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PICARD
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Picard, Jean-Luc. Captain, USS
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Enterprise.
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STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/9/88 - TEASER 5.
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7 CONTINUED:
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The screen HUMS momentarily...
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COMPUTER VOICE
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Voice print verified.
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The SEAL FADES OUT and a FACE FADES IN... It's the
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noble face of WALKER KEEL, a striking middle-aged man
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in a Starfleet captain's uniform. He is tall, with
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piercing grey eyes and long brown hair just going
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silver at the temples.
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Picard is clearly shocked, though not displeased, to
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see him...
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PICARD
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(half-whisper)
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Walker...
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KEEL
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Hello, Jean-Luc. Been a long
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time.
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PICARD
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Too long, my friend. Why are you
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contacting me on this frequency?
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KEEL
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It was a difficult decision. I
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felt it was worth the risk.
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PICARD
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Risk?!
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KEEL
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It's about Starfleet... about
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something we've always considered
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to be impossible.
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8 MOVE IN ON PICARD
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grimly stunned by his friend's powerful words...
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9 OMITTED
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10 INT. CAPTAIN'S QUARTERS - PICARD (CONTINUOUS ACTION)
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(OPTICAL)
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STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - 3/8/88 - TEASER 6.
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10 CONTINUED:
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PICARD
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I don't understand.
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KEEL
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I can't explain it now. We need
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to talk, face to face.
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PICARD
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You're using a Code Forty-Seven!
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I have to know what this is all
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about.
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KEEL
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Not over subspace. No.
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PICARD
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For God's sake Walker, you know
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this is a secure channel --
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KEEL
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-- No!
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For the first time, Keel looks a little over the edge.
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KEEL
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(continuing)
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I want you to meet me on Dytallix B.
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PICARD
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(thinking it over)
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When?
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KEEL
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Immediately.
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PICARD
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Impossible. We're expected at
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Pacifica --
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KEEL
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-- That can wait.
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Keel's face grows hard...
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KEEL
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(continuing)
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You owe me. And you owe it to
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yourself to hear what I have to
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say.
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Picard is flustered and thoroughly confused. Still, he
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is mesmerized by the bleak urgency in Walker's voice...
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STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - 3/8/88 - TEASER 7.
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10 CONTINUED: (2)
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KEEL
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(continuing; slow,
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measured)
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Something's beginning... Have you
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felt it?... Creeping out of the
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woodwork...
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(whisper)
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An infestation.
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10A BACK TO TWO SHOT
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PICARD
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What is?
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Keel looks long and hard at Picard -- as though
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studying his face for some reason.
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KEEL
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Don't trust anyone. Remember
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that, Jean-Luc. Don't take
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anything for granted.
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PICARD
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Walker --
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KEEL
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-- Dytallix B. We'll be waiting.
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KEEL'S IMAGE VANISHES as he ends the transmission.
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Picard is left staring at the BLANK SCREEN -- the
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YELLOW LIGHT REFLECTING OFF HIS FACE.
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FADE OUT.
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END OF TEASER
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STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/9/88 - ACT ONE 8.
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ACT ONE
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FADE IN:
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11 INT. MAIN BRIDGE - WIDE ANGLE
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The same crew is on the bridge. Picard EXITS the
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turbolift and addresses them from the railing...
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PICARD
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(to Geordi)
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Are you familiar with Dytallix
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B, Lieutenant?
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GEORDI
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Uh, well...
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DATA
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If I may, sir? Dytallix B is one
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of seven uninhabited worlds mined
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for the Federation by the Dytallix
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Mining Company. I believe B is
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in the nearby Mira system.
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PICARD
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Fine. Chart a course for it
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immediately, warp seven. And
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there will be no records or
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logs mentioning any aspect of
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this diversion.
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RIKER
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Captain, they're expecting us at
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Pacifica. Shouldn't we contact
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them to let them know --
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PICARD
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-- Negative, Will. Nothing goes
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out without specific orders from
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me.
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12 ANGLE ON TROI
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watching the captain, concerned.
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PICARD (O.S.)
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Hopefully our delay will be
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minimal.
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13 BACK TO SHOT
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The captain EXITS to the Ready Room without another
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word, leaving behind a concerned group of officers...
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STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/9/88 - ACT ONE 9.
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14 OMITTED
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14A EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)
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at warp.
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thru OMITTED
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16
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17 INT. MAIN BRIDGE - WIDE ANGLE - WORF AND GEORDI
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at Conn and Ops, Riker in command, Data at Science One.
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DATA
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I have the readout on Dytallix
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B, Commander.
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RIKER
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On screen.
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18 ANGLE TO INCLUDE SCREEN
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where a solar system CHART is laid out with the correct
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planetary dimensions.
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DATA
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Dytallix B is the fifth of six
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planets circling the red giant
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known as Mira.
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The CHART IS REPLACED BY a closer look at the
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REDDISH-BROWN WORLD, Dytallix B.
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DATA
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(continuing)
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One side always faces the sun --
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where temperatures reach up to
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one hundred and eighty degrees
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Celsius. The mines line the
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temperate zone between the day
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and night sides, but they are
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long deserted.
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STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/9/88 - ACT ONE 10.
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18 CONTINUED:
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RIKER
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Why the devil would we be going
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there? Are there any miners or
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indigenous life forms on the
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planet?
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DATA
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I believe the answer is negative
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to both questions, sir. In a
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manner of speaking, it is nothing
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but a lifeless hunk of rock, a
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useless ball of mud, a worthless
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chunk of --
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RIKER
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Thank you, Data. I get the idea.
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(into com)
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Captain, we're approaching
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Dytallix B.
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PICARD'S COM VOICE
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Very good, Number One. I'm on
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my way.
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thru OMITTED
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20A EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)
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coming out of warp.
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21 OMITTED
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22 INT. MAIN BRIDGE - WIDE ANGLE
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as Picard ENTERS.
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WORF
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Captain, sensors are detecting
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three Federation starships already
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in orbit around the planet.
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Picard raises his eyebrows in surprise...
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PICARD
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Identify.
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STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/9/88 - ACT ONE 11.
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22 CONTINUED:
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WORF
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Two are frigates: the Renegade
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commanded by Tryla Scott, and the
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Thomas Paine, Captain Rixx
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commanding.
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DATA
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(studying his console)
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The third is just coming into
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range now, sir... It is an
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Ambassador Class heavy cruiser...
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The USS Horatio.
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RIKER
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Horatio?
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(to Picard)
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Isn't that Walker Keel's ship?
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Picard looks at him but doesn't answer.
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WORF
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Attempts at communication have
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been ignored by all three vessels.
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PICARD
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You will make no further attempts,
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Mister Worf. Any life-form readings
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on the surface, Mister Data?
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DATA
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Three sir. All gathered inside
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what appears to be the entrance
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to a mining tunnel.
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PICARD
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(moving toward
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turbolift)
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Very well. Relay those
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coordinates to the Transporter
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Room. I'm beaming down.
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RIKER
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(a bit alarmed)
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Alone, Captain?
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Picard ENTERS the lift and turns to face Riker...
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PICARD
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Alone, Number One.
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The door slides SHUT, accentuating Picard's response.
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STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - 3/8/88 - ACT ONE 12.
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23 EXT. SPACE - ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)
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in orbit around Dytallix B.
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24 INT. MINING TUNNEL - PICARD (OPTICAL)
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MATERIALIZES into a narrow shaft which opens out to the
|
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surface behind him. The entire TUNNEL IS BATHED IN
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VIVID RED SUNLIGHT from Mira. WE CAN HEAR THE WIND
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BLOWING like a hurricane outside.
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24A PICARD'S P.O.V.
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The tunnel is DARK and forboding.
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24B BACK TO SHOT
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As Picard moves forward, THREE FIGURES STEP OUT of the
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shadows.
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KEEL (O.S.)
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(monotone)
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Good to see you, Jean-Luc. Thanks
|
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for coming.
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25 ANGLE ON THE THREE FIGURES
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as THEY STEP INTO THE LIGHT. Walker Keel is flanked by
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a HANDSOME BLACK WOMAN and a BLUE-SKINNED BOLIAN.
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Each is aiming a phaser directly at Picard's heart...
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26 INT. THE TUNNEL - ON PICARD
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under the barrel of the phasers.
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PICARD
|
|
This is some greeting, "old
|
|
friend."
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Keel ignores the comment -- instead STEPPING FORWARD,
|
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empty hands at his sides...
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KEEL
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Tell me Jean-Luc -- where did we
|
|
first meet?
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Picard doesn't reply, thinking it ridiculous...
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BOLIAN
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(tense, waving gun)
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Answer the question!
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STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/9/88 - ACT ONE 13.
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26 CONTINUED:
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Picard remains cool -- a thin smile on his lips.
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PICARD
|
|
On Tau Ceti III. It was a bar --
|
|
Quite an exotic one at that.
|
|
(looks at Bolian)
|
|
What do I win?
|
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|
KEEL
|
|
Do you recall the night you
|
|
introduced Jack Crusher to
|
|
Beverly?
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|
PICARD
|
|
You know full well I hadn't even
|
|
met Beverly then. You introduced
|
|
them.
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|
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|
KEEL
|
|
My brother introduced them.
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|
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|
PICARD
|
|
(losing patience)
|
|
You don't have a brother -- two
|
|
sisters, Anne and Melissa. Now
|
|
what the hell's this all about?!
|
|
|
|
Keel takes a deep breath and nods at the others.
|
|
Slowly, they lower their weapons...
|
|
|
|
RIXX
|
|
Apologies, Captain. We had to
|
|
make sure you were really you.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Walker, what's going on?
|
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|
|
KEEL
|
|
Captain Picard, meet Captains
|
|
Scott and Rixx.
|
|
|
|
The Bolian offers Picard his pale-blue hand...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I believe we've met... The
|
|
Altairian conference?
|
|
|
|
Rixx smiles and bows slightly. At last he too is
|
|
convinced that Picard is Picard. Our captain turns
|
|
his gaze to the woman...
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/9/88 - ACT ONE 13A.
|
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|
|
26 CONTINUED: (2)
|
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|
|
PICARD
|
|
Tryla Scott. It's said you made
|
|
captain faster than anyone in
|
|
Starfleet history, present company
|
|
included.
|
|
(pause)
|
|
Are you that good?
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/9/88 - ACT ONE 14.
|
|
|
|
26 CONTINUED: (3)
|
|
|
|
TRYLA
|
|
Yes. I am.
|
|
|
|
Picard is impressed by her unblinking honesty. She
|
|
comes off confident, not arrogant. Picard addresses
|
|
all of them...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Starfleet's finest.
|
|
(looks around shaft)
|
|
Fancy meeting you here.
|
|
|
|
RIXX
|
|
We all came secretly, Picard.
|
|
To discuss the threat.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
What threat?
|
|
|
|
TRYLA
|
|
Have you noticed anything about
|
|
Starfleet Command lately?
|
|
Anything unusual?
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(thinking about it)
|
|
No. We've been on the outer rim
|
|
for awhile. Haven't had much
|
|
contact with them.
|
|
|
|
The other captains look at one another. The RED
|
|
SUNLIGHT CASTS EERIE SHADOWS across their faces...
|
|
|
|
KEEL
|
|
Some of us have seen strange
|
|
patterns emerging. Unusual orders...
|
|
High-ranking officials backing
|
|
irrational proposals --
|
|
|
|
RIXX
|
|
-- Starbase twelve was completely
|
|
evacuated for two full days! No
|
|
explanation given.
|
|
|
|
TRYLA
|
|
And what about the deaths?
|
|
Mckinney... Ryan Sipe... Onna
|
|
Karapleedeez...
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/9/88 - ACT ONE 15.
|
|
|
|
26 CONTINUED: (4)
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(quietly stunned)
|
|
All dead?
|
|
|
|
TRYLA
|
|
(nodding)
|
|
A series of "accidents".
|
|
|
|
KEEL
|
|
Or so they say; it's hard to be
|
|
certain of anything. Interfleet
|
|
communications are at a minimum.
|
|
But something is happening.
|
|
|
|
TRYLA
|
|
And we fully expect the Enterprise
|
|
to be targeted soon.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(incredulous)
|
|
Targeted for what? By whom?
|
|
|
|
KEEL
|
|
We're not sure yet.
|
|
|
|
Picard is clearly skeptical. These people seem to be
|
|
chasing shadows. Walker Keel addresses him with
|
|
renewed intensity...
|
|
|
|
KEEL
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
Dammit Jean-Luc, I tell you that
|
|
some of Starfleet's top command
|
|
people are changing! This could
|
|
affect the very core of our
|
|
organization. Officers I've known
|
|
for years are bluffing their way
|
|
through talk of old times!
|
|
|
|
RIXX
|
|
That's their weakness! A lack
|
|
of memory.
|
|
|
|
Picard turns away, troubled by the picture they're
|
|
painting.
|
|
|
|
TRYLA
|
|
(scornful)
|
|
He doesn't believe us. He thinks
|
|
we're crazy.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/9/88 - ACT ONE 16.
|
|
|
|
26 CONTINUED: (5)
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(turning, angry)
|
|
You've given me nothing to believe
|
|
in! Just vague talk of wild
|
|
schemes. Who's behind it, and for
|
|
what purpose? How are people
|
|
being changed?
|
|
|
|
KEEL
|
|
(softly)
|
|
I can't say exactly. But I think
|
|
its spread to my own ship.
|
|
|
|
The WIND MOANS AND HOWLS outside the tunnel, ROCKS AND
|
|
SAND CAN BE HEARD SCRAPING against the walls...
|
|
|
|
KEEL
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
My first officer hasn't been the
|
|
same since we stopped off at
|
|
Earth. Our medical officer says
|
|
he's perfectly normal, but I don't
|
|
think I trust him either.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(exasperated)
|
|
Walker --
|
|
|
|
TRYLA
|
|
-- We know we don't have all the
|
|
answers. All we ask is that you
|
|
keep your eyes open.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
That's sound advice at any time,
|
|
Captain.
|
|
|
|
KEEL
|
|
Stay in touch with us -- covertly.
|
|
This meeting never took place as
|
|
far as Starfleet is concerned.
|
|
|
|
Keel can tell that Picard is clearly uncomfortable with
|
|
this.
|
|
|
|
KEEL
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
Please... I'm asking you as a
|
|
personal favor.
|
|
|
|
Reluctantly, Picard gives a slight nod, indicating
|
|
agreement. Keel grasps him warmly by the shoulders...
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - 3/8/88 - ACT ONE 17.
|
|
|
|
26 CONTINUED: (5)
|
|
|
|
KEEL
|
|
(continuing; warm,
|
|
intense)
|
|
I'm glad, Jean-Luc... Glad you're
|
|
still one of us.
|
|
|
|
Keel smiles sadly and steps back...
|
|
|
|
KEEL
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
Tell Beverly... I said hello.
|
|
|
|
RIXX
|
|
(sly smile)
|
|
And watch your back, Picard.
|
|
|
|
At this moment, the WIND REACHES ITS MOST VIOLENT PEAK
|
|
-- viciously assailing the mine shaft and adding
|
|
emphasis to the Bolian's words.
|
|
|
|
FADE OUT.
|
|
|
|
END OF ACT ONE
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/9/88 - ACT TWO 18.
|
|
|
|
ACT TWO
|
|
|
|
FADE IN:
|
|
|
|
27 EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
in orbit.
|
|
|
|
28 INT. CAPTAIN'S READY ROOM - PICARD AND TROI
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
It seems you're in turmoil.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Friends... close friends, are few
|
|
and far between. I'm a private
|
|
man, Deanna. My Starfleet duties
|
|
have shielded me from social
|
|
circles. My two oldest and
|
|
closest friends were Jack Crusher,
|
|
may he rest in peace, and Walker
|
|
Keel. Until various missions
|
|
split us apart, we were almost
|
|
inseparable.
|
|
(pause)
|
|
I trust Keel completely. If he
|
|
felt it necessary to violate
|
|
regulations, I know he must have
|
|
a good reason.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
And you are about to put your
|
|
career at risk for him.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Isn't that what friendship's all
|
|
about, Counselor?
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
-- They illicitly used the
|
|
emergency channel to draw you
|
|
here. Then they asked you to keep
|
|
secrets from your superiors.
|
|
Effectively, to disobey Starfleet
|
|
regulations.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/9/88 - ACT TWO 18A.
|
|
|
|
28 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
The people involved are all of
|
|
the highest caliber. If I didn't
|
|
believe in their loyalty, I
|
|
wouldn't have gone this far.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
Don't you think you should tell
|
|
the rest of the crew?
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
No. I won't risk implicating
|
|
them. Not until we have solid
|
|
evidence that something really is
|
|
wrong.
|
|
|
|
29 INT. MAIN BRIDGE
|
|
|
|
Riker at Command, Worf at Security, Data at Science
|
|
One, Geordi and Wesley at Conn and Ops. The turbolift
|
|
door OPENS and Picard and Troi ENTER the bridge.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(moving to Command)
|
|
Take us out of orbit, Mister La
|
|
Forge.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - 3/8/88 - ACT TWO 19.
|
|
|
|
29 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
Aye, sir.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Resume heading to Pacifica, warp
|
|
factor eight.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
Aye sir, warp eight.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
At that speed sir, we should
|
|
arrive nine point six three hours
|
|
behind the original schedule.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Very well. Data, I have an
|
|
assignment for you. One
|
|
especially suited to your talents.
|
|
|
|
30 INT. CAPTAIN'S READY ROOM - DATA (OPTICAL)
|
|
(FORMERLY "DATA'S QUARTERS")
|
|
|
|
is staring at a computer terminal with a gleam in his
|
|
yellow eyes. He sits down in front of it and almost
|
|
lovingly touches its top...
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
Computer -- this is Lieutenant
|
|
Commander Data. Access all
|
|
Starfleet Command orders to
|
|
starships, starbases and colonies,
|
|
for the past six months.
|
|
|
|
COMPUTER VOICE
|
|
Working.
|
|
|
|
The screen begins to HUM and the ORDERS FLASH before
|
|
Data's eyes. For anyone but him, this could take
|
|
months to sift through.
|
|
|
|
31 INT. MAIN BRIDGE - WIDE ANGLE
|
|
|
|
Beverly ENTERS and walks to Picard...
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
(serious)
|
|
I understand the Horatio was in
|
|
orbit around Dytallix. Did you
|
|
see Walker?
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - 3/8/88 - ACT TWO 20.
|
|
|
|
31 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
Picard thinks before answering.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Yes. He asked me to say hello
|
|
to you.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
I would have liked to have seen
|
|
him --
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(stern)
|
|
-- That wasn't possible, Doctor.
|
|
|
|
There's an awkward silence between the two of them.
|
|
The memory of Jack Crusher is intrinsically linked with
|
|
Walker Keel. Old wounds are easily reopened...
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
(puzzled)
|
|
Captain... I'm picking up an
|
|
unusual disturbance in a nearby
|
|
quadrant.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
Confirmed, sir. Sector
|
|
sixty-three.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Specify. What kind of
|
|
disturbance?
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
Hard to say at this distance,
|
|
Captain.
|
|
|
|
Picard looks to his first officer, who breaks into a
|
|
small smile...
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
I suppose Pacifica can wait a
|
|
little longer.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Yes. Let's investigate. Maintain
|
|
speed and alter course
|
|
accordingly.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
Aye sir, changing course to
|
|
three-five-one mark four.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/9/88 - ACT TWO 21.
|
|
|
|
32 EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
A flyby at warp as she moves toward the spot of the
|
|
disturbance.
|
|
|
|
33 INT. MAIN BRIDGE
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
Approaching Sector sixty-three,
|
|
sir.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Slow to impulse, Mister La Forge.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
Aye sir, slowing to impulse.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
Sensors beginning to pick up small
|
|
objects, Captain.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
On screen.
|
|
|
|
34 SWITCH TO ANGLE FAVORING SCREEN (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
where WE CAN SEE SMALL BOULDER-SIZED THINGS floating
|
|
toward us...
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Doesn't look natural.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(concerned)
|
|
Agreed.
|
|
(to Worf)
|
|
Enlarge and identify.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
(checking scanners)
|
|
It looks like... debris.
|
|
(looking up, surprised)
|
|
From a space vessel of some kind.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
It could be one of the ships that
|
|
was orbiting Dytallix.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
Agreed, sir. This sector is
|
|
in close proximity to that planet.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/9/88 - ACT TWO 22.
|
|
|
|
35 ANGLE ON WORF
|
|
|
|
PICARD (O.S.)
|
|
Any identifying marks, Worf?
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
(checking scanners)
|
|
Nothing so far... Sensors not
|
|
detecting any bodies in the
|
|
flotsam... but judging from the
|
|
amount of wreckage...
|
|
|
|
36 BACK TO WIDE ANGLE
|
|
|
|
as Worf looks up at the captain, speaking hesitantly.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
... I'm sorry sir.
|
|
(pause)
|
|
It can only be the Horatio. She's
|
|
been totally destroyed.
|
|
|
|
37 MOVE IN ON BEVERLY AND PICARD
|
|
|
|
both deeply shocked by the news...
|
|
|
|
FADE OUT.
|
|
|
|
END OF ACT TWO
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/9/88 - ACT THREE 23.
|
|
|
|
ACT THREE
|
|
|
|
FADE IN:
|
|
|
|
A38 EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
through space on impulse.
|
|
|
|
38 INT. OBSERVATION LOUNGE - TRACKING SHOT
|
|
|
|
SLOWLY CIRCLING THE TABLE where Picard and Riker are
|
|
seated.
|
|
|
|
PICARD (V.O.)
|
|
Captain's personal log, stardate
|
|
41776.1. The death of my friend
|
|
Walker Keel, has had a powerful
|
|
impact on me. I now believe there
|
|
may be a cancer growing within
|
|
the ranks of Starfleet.
|
|
|
|
39 MOVING IN ON PICARD
|
|
|
|
at the head of the table.
|
|
|
|
PICARD (V.O.)
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
I've decided to alert my executive
|
|
officer to the suspicions voiced
|
|
by Keel and the other two captains.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
There is no proof of anything.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
The last time I saw Admiral Quinn
|
|
he tried to warn me of a subversion
|
|
inside the Federation. Then Walker
|
|
tried, and now he's dead.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Subversion? Personally I don't
|
|
believe in conspiracy theories.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/8/88 - ACT THREE 24.
|
|
|
|
39A OMITTED
|
|
|
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40 INT. CAPTAIN'S READY ROOM - DATA (OPTICAL)
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(FORMERLY "DATA'S QUARTERS")
|
|
|
|
is still glued to the console. As the information on
|
|
the screen passes by, we can sense his growing concern
|
|
and fascination...
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DATA
|
|
Startling. Quite extraordinary,
|
|
in fact.
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|
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COMPUTER VOICE
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Directions unclear. Please repeat
|
|
request.
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DATA
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|
That was not a request. I was
|
|
simply... talking to myself.
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|
(smiles, pleased)
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|
A human idiosyncrasy triggered
|
|
by fascination with a particular
|
|
set of facts. Or sometimes
|
|
brought about by senility. Or,
|
|
used as a means of weighing
|
|
information before reaching a
|
|
conclusion. Or, as a --
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|
|
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COMPUTER VOICE
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|
-- Thank you, sir. I comprehend.
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|
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41 CLOSE ON DATA
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|
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|
taken aback. Even the computer has learned to
|
|
interrupt when he is rambling.
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COMPUTER VOICE
|
|
Continuing with record scan.
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|
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|
Data leans forward as the renewed flow of INFORMATION
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|
ON THE SCREEN REFLECTS OFF HIS FACE...
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DATA
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|
Intriguing.
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|
42 INT. OBSERVATION LOUNGE - BACK TO THE OFFICERS
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|
(FORMERLY "BRIEFING ROOM")
|
|
|
|
sitting around the table.
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|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/9/88 - ACT THREE 25.
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|
42 CONTINUED:
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|
PICARD
|
|
I do not think the explosion of
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|
the Horatio was an accident. It
|
|
was sabotage.
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|
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|
RIKER
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|
But we can't be certain.
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|
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DATA (O.S.)
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|
Perhaps we can.
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43 ANGLE ON DATA
|
|
|
|
all eyes turning to him as he ENTERS the room. He
|
|
looks toward Picard for permission to speak. Picard
|
|
grants it with a nod.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
My orders were to search for
|
|
abnormal patterns in Starfleet's
|
|
directives. I believe I have
|
|
found just that.
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|
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|
44 WIDE ANGLE FAVORING DATA (INCLUDES SCENE 45)
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|
(OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
as he ACTIVATES THE SCREEN. WE SEE a layout of part
|
|
of THE GALAXY which includes Earth, with certain
|
|
Starbases and defense posts HIGHLIGHTED IN GLOWING RED...
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
These are various outposts and
|
|
starbases where I have detected
|
|
unusual activity over the past
|
|
few months.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
What sort of activity?
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
An uncustomary reshuffling of
|
|
personnel, usually in the command
|
|
areas. The new officers have had
|
|
abnormally frequent contact with
|
|
the highest levels of Starfleet
|
|
Command.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - 3/8/88 - ACT THREE 26.
|
|
|
|
44 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
(concerned)
|
|
Why hasn't anybody noticed this
|
|
before?
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
The orders were given with great
|
|
subtlety. To use an aphorism,
|
|
Starfleet's left hand did not know
|
|
what its right hand was doing.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Can you speculate as to the
|
|
purpose of these reassignments?
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
I believe it is a clandestine
|
|
attempt to control vital sectors
|
|
of Federation territory.
|
|
|
|
A stillness hangs over the room as the implications of
|
|
Data's bold statement sinks in...
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
It could be a prelude to invasion.
|
|
But who's behind it?
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
There is insufficient data to make
|
|
such an assesment.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
What do you suggest we do, warp
|
|
over to Starfleet headquarters
|
|
and demand to know what's going
|
|
on?
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
Why not?!
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Yes...
|
|
(thoughtful pause)
|
|
... Why not indeed?
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/11/88 - ACT THREE 27.
|
|
|
|
44 CONTINUED: (2)
|
|
|
|
All eyes turn to Picard to see if he's serious.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
We're talking about a threat to
|
|
the entire future of the
|
|
Federation. I don't think any
|
|
of us can rest easy until we've
|
|
gone to the source.
|
|
|
|
45
|
|
thru OMITTED
|
|
46
|
|
|
|
47 EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
at warp speed.
|
|
|
|
PICARD (V.O.)
|
|
Captain's personal log,
|
|
supplemental. We have altered
|
|
course and are traveling toward
|
|
Earth. I have apprised the
|
|
remaining bridge crew of our
|
|
situation.
|
|
|
|
48 OMITTED
|
|
|
|
49 INT. MAIN BRIDGE - ON RIKER
|
|
|
|
as he ENTERS and walks to Command, where Picard is
|
|
seated in the Command Chair. Troi stands by the
|
|
railing, while Data and Geordi man Ops and Conn. Worf
|
|
stands at Security.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
Approaching Earth, sir.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Standard orbit, Mister La Forge.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
Standard orbit, sir.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Any word from Starfleet Command,
|
|
Mister Data?
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
Nothing so far, sir.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Strange...
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/9/88 - ACT THREE 28.
|
|
|
|
49A EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
going into orbit around Earth.
|
|
|
|
50
|
|
thru OMITTED
|
|
51
|
|
|
|
52 INT. MAIN BRIDGE - WIDE ANGLE
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
I have a message coming in from
|
|
Starfleet Command, Captain.
|
|
|
|
Picard and Riker exchange glances. This is a moment
|
|
they've been thinking about for three days.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
On screen.
|
|
|
|
CROSSCUTTING FROM BRIDGE TO VIEWSCREEN (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
where a trio of admirals APPEAR. SAVAR (suh-vaar) is a
|
|
regal Vulcan. AARON is old and lean -- hollow cheeks
|
|
and cold, piercing eyes, beneath a shock of white hair.
|
|
QUINN looks much the same as he did in "Coming Of Age."
|
|
|
|
The three senior admirals are seated at an impressive
|
|
looking table with a Starfleet banner on the wall
|
|
behind them. Throughout this sequence, Savar always
|
|
speaks with the calm, cool rationality we expect from a
|
|
Vulcan...
|
|
|
|
SAVAR
|
|
Greetings Enterprise. I am
|
|
Admiral Savar. This is Admiral
|
|
Aaron, and I believe you know
|
|
Admiral Quinn.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - 3/8/88 - ACT THREE 29.
|
|
|
|
53 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Yes. Good to see you again,
|
|
Admiral.
|
|
|
|
QUINN
|
|
(smiling)
|
|
And you, Captain.
|
|
|
|
SAVAR
|
|
Of course. We are always delighted
|
|
when the Enterprise returns to
|
|
the nest. Yet we are puzzled by
|
|
the timing of your visit.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Yes sir, I can imagine you would
|
|
be.
|
|
|
|
AARON
|
|
(harsh sounding)
|
|
Governor Delaplane of Pacifica
|
|
informs us that you canceled your
|
|
scheduled stop there. Is this
|
|
true?
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
It is, sir.
|
|
|
|
AARON
|
|
Explain yourself, Captain. Why
|
|
have you returned to Earth?
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
That... is something I'd rather
|
|
discuss in person, Admiral.
|
|
|
|
Lieutenant Commander Dexter Remmick ENTERS the room,
|
|
walks to Savar and WHISPERS something in his ear.
|
|
|
|
SAVAR
|
|
Please excuse us a moment,
|
|
Captain.
|
|
|
|
The SCREEN GOES TO THE STARFLEET LOGO.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
They seem normal enough.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
On the surface. Any thoughts
|
|
counselor?
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - 3/8/88 - ACT THREE 30.
|
|
|
|
53 CONTINUED: (2)
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
Hard to say, sir. I sense that
|
|
someone is hiding something, but
|
|
I can't tell who or what.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
I can't say I'm overjoyed to see
|
|
Remmick again.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
Considering what we've done, their
|
|
response has been pretty
|
|
temperate.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
I don't like it, Captain. We
|
|
can't trust --
|
|
|
|
Worf cuts off in mid-sentence as THE THREE ADMIRALS
|
|
REAPPEAR ON SCREEN. Remmick is gone.
|
|
|
|
SAVAR
|
|
Forgive the delay, Captain Picard.
|
|
We'd be delighted if you and your
|
|
first officer would join us for
|
|
dinner.
|
|
|
|
AARON
|
|
Yes. Delighted.
|
|
|
|
SAVAR
|
|
This should give you a good
|
|
opportunity to expatiate your
|
|
viewpoint.
|
|
|
|
AARON
|
|
(nodding)
|
|
To elaborate upon whatever it is
|
|
that's troubling you.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(smiling after a brief
|
|
hesitation)
|
|
We accept your gracious offer.
|
|
|
|
SAVAR
|
|
Excellent. Preparations are
|
|
already underway.
|
|
|
|
AARON
|
|
We'll greet you in the reception
|
|
area in say... twenty minutes?
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Fine.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/9/88 - ACT THREE 31.
|
|
|
|
53 CONTINUED: (3)
|
|
|
|
QUINN
|
|
I, uh, won't be able to attend the
|
|
dinner I'm afraid. But I would
|
|
like to see the ship and say hello
|
|
again, Captain.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Of course. Looking forward to
|
|
seeing you. Enterprise out.
|
|
|
|
54 ON SCREEN
|
|
|
|
a view of the EARTH from orbit REPLACES THE ADMIRALS.
|
|
|
|
55 CLOSE ON PICARD
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(quietly to Riker)
|
|
Quinn wants to see us alone --
|
|
at least we know he's still on
|
|
our side.
|
|
|
|
56 INT. TRANSPORTER ROOM ON EARTH - A MAN
|
|
|
|
is about to step onto the platform. WE CANNOT SEE who
|
|
he is. We barely glimpse the living thing he places
|
|
inside the small briefcase he is carrying. Looking
|
|
something like an oversized silverfish, it wriggles
|
|
violently just before he shuts the case. A door OPENS
|
|
and Remmick ENTERS and addresses the man (who we still
|
|
cannot identify).
|
|
|
|
REMMICK
|
|
Are you ready to beam up to the
|
|
Enterprise sir?
|
|
|
|
57 PULL BACK TO SEE THAT QUINN
|
|
|
|
is the man.
|
|
|
|
QUINN
|
|
Yes, Commander, quite ready.
|
|
|
|
Briefcase in hands, Quinn STEPS ONTO the platform.
|
|
|
|
FADE OUT.
|
|
|
|
END OF ACT THREE
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - 3/8/88 - ACT FOUR 32.
|
|
|
|
ACT FOUR
|
|
|
|
FADE IN:
|
|
|
|
A58 OMITTED
|
|
|
|
58 INT. ENTERPRISE TRANSPORTER ROOM - PICARD AND RIKER
|
|
(OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
are awaiting the arrival of Admiral Quinn. He
|
|
MATERIALIZES and steps off the platform. Quinn's warm
|
|
smile is in marked contrast to the cold businesslike
|
|
look he had on Earth.
|
|
|
|
59 OMITTED
|
|
|
|
60 INT. TRANSPORTER ROOM (CONTINUOUS ACTION)
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Welcome aboard, Greg. You
|
|
remember Commander Riker.
|
|
|
|
QUINN
|
|
(warmly)
|
|
Yes, hello again Commander.
|
|
|
|
The old admiral shakes Rikers hand vigorously.
|
|
Something begins to strike Picard as slightly odd, but
|
|
he masks his feelings...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I must say, you're looking well.
|
|
|
|
QUINN
|
|
Never felt better in my life.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Last time we met you told me how
|
|
tired you'd been feeling.
|
|
|
|
QUINN
|
|
(laughing)
|
|
Tired of life, I was. But not
|
|
anymore. I look forward to new
|
|
challenges now.
|
|
(pats Picard on the
|
|
back)
|
|
I'd sure like to see some more
|
|
of the ship.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - 3/8/88 - ACT FOUR 33.
|
|
|
|
60 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
Picard shoots Riker a quick glance.
|
|
|
|
61 INT. CORRIDOR - TRACKING SHOT - RIKER AND PICARD
|
|
|
|
flank the admiral as they WALK down the hallway. He
|
|
is taking in the architecture with wide-eyed
|
|
appreciation...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Remember what you told me back
|
|
at Relva 7? About the threat you
|
|
perceived to the very fabric of
|
|
the Federation?
|
|
|
|
62 ANGLE FAVORING QUINN
|
|
|
|
as he STOPS in his tracks. He gives both officers a
|
|
long look before breaking into a slow smile...
|
|
|
|
QUINN
|
|
Is that why you're here? Because
|
|
of what I said?
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
That's one of the reasons.
|
|
|
|
QUINN
|
|
(grinning broadly)
|
|
Jean-Luc! You took me far too
|
|
literally. I was only referring
|
|
to the difficulty involved in
|
|
assimilating new races into the
|
|
Federation.
|
|
|
|
63 REACTION SHOT OF RIKER AND PICARD
|
|
|
|
QUINN (O.S.)
|
|
It's an ongoing and tumultuous
|
|
process that can cause stress and
|
|
strain on all aspects of our
|
|
alliance.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(quietly)
|
|
I'm sorry... I must have
|
|
misunderstood.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - 3/8/88 - ACT FOUR 34.
|
|
|
|
64 BACK TO SHOT
|
|
|
|
QUINN
|
|
(boisterous)
|
|
I'm the one who should be
|
|
apologizing.
|
|
(chuckles)
|
|
If I led you down the garden path,
|
|
I humbly ask forgiveness.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(softly, thoughtful)
|
|
Of course.
|
|
|
|
Quinn BEGINS TO WALK AGAIN. Picard and Riker FOLLOW
|
|
suit.
|
|
|
|
QUINN
|
|
Now gentlemen, I believe you have
|
|
a dinner to attend, while I would
|
|
like to freshen up a bit before
|
|
looking around some more.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
We have a guest accommodation at
|
|
your disposal, sir.
|
|
|
|
QUINN
|
|
Outstanding.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(still a bit dazed)
|
|
I should be getting down to the
|
|
planet. Commander Riker will be
|
|
at your disposal to show you
|
|
anything you'd like to see.
|
|
|
|
Riker and Quinn both seem surprised to hear this...
|
|
|
|
QUINN
|
|
That's really not necessary --
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
-- I insist.
|
|
(to Riker)
|
|
You can join me on Earth when the
|
|
admiral's tour is completed.
|
|
|
|
QUINN
|
|
I may want to stay a while,
|
|
Jean-Luc.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/10/88 - ACT FOUR 35.
|
|
|
|
64 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(eyes narrowing)
|
|
Of course, Admiral. Stay as long
|
|
as you wish.
|
|
|
|
65 INT. TRANSPORTER ROOM - PICARD AND RIKER (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
ENTER together.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(adamant)
|
|
That's not Gregory Quinn. He may
|
|
look like him and sound like
|
|
him... but it isn't him.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Can you be absolutely certain,
|
|
sir.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I am certain, Number One. I want
|
|
you to go back to that cabin and
|
|
keep your eye on his every move.
|
|
Have Beverly concoct a reason for
|
|
a complete medical examination.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
How?
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I don't care how! Just do it!
|
|
Use force if necessary.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
He's a senior admiral.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(grasping Riker's
|
|
shoulders)
|
|
It's not him, Will. I know that
|
|
now. What we need to find out
|
|
is how he's been duplicated.
|
|
(pause)
|
|
And who or what's behind it.
|
|
|
|
Picard hands Riker his phaser and STEPS UP onto the
|
|
platform. Riker goes to the transporter controls.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Captain... if you're right --
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/10/88 - ACT FOUR 36.
|
|
|
|
65 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
-- I am right.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
-- Should you be beaming down
|
|
alone? Unarmed?
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I'll take care. Find out what
|
|
you can, and then join me -- in
|
|
force if you believe it's
|
|
warranted.
|
|
(nods at Riker)
|
|
Energize.
|
|
|
|
Riker calls out as the captain BEGINS TO DEMATERIALIZE.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Good luck, sir.
|
|
|
|
Riker stares at the empty spot where Picard just stood,
|
|
wondering when he'll see him again.
|
|
|
|
66 EXT. STARFLEET HEADQUARTERS (OPTICAL)
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ESTABLISHING SHOT.
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67 INT. GREAT HALL OF STARFLEET (OPTICAL)
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|
Picard MATERIALIZES into the impressive hallway. Savar
|
|
and Aaron are there to greet him. LIEUTENANT COMMANDER
|
|
DEXTER REMMICK stands in the background, but the hall
|
|
seems strangely empty...
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|
|
|
SAVAR
|
|
Welcome home, Captain Picard.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
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|
Thank you, sir. My first officer
|
|
will be joining us shortly.
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|
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|
SAVAR
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|
Yes, I'm sure he will.
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|
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|
Picard thinks this an odd line.
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|
AARON
|
|
You've met Commander Remmick,
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|
haven't you?
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STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/9/88 - ACT FOUR 37.
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|
67 CONTINUED:
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|
Picard nods toward Remmick...
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|
REMMICK
|
|
(soft, friendly)
|
|
Under less than ideal
|
|
circumstances. It is nice to see
|
|
you again, Captain.
|
|
|
|
Savar and Aaron lead Picard down the hall, with
|
|
Remmick a few strides behind.
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|
|
|
SAVAR
|
|
I hope you have a healthy
|
|
appetite. We've prepared a
|
|
special meal in your honor.
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|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I'm honored.
|
|
(pause)
|
|
Tell me, why is it so quiet here?
|
|
The last time I saw this corridor
|
|
it was bustling with activity.
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|
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|
REMMICK
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|
It often is. Tonight's a quiet
|
|
night.
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|
|
|
SAVAR
|
|
Yes, a quiet night.
|
|
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|
68 CLOSE ON PICARD
|
|
|
|
feeling that this is a very strange conversation.
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|
|
69 BACK TO SHOT
|
|
|
|
AARON
|
|
Let's have some Andonian tea while
|
|
we wait for your Riker. Then you
|
|
can tell us what's brought you here.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I see you keep up with our duty
|
|
roster.
|
|
|
|
AARON
|
|
(cool smile)
|
|
Of course, Captain. The
|
|
Enterprise is very important to
|
|
us.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/9/88 - ACT FOUR 38.
|
|
|
|
70 EXT. SPACE - EARTH SEEN FROM ORBIT (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
the Enterprise slowly COMES INTO FRAME, crossing
|
|
between us and the Earth as she continues to orbit.
|
|
|
|
71 INT. QUINN'S GUEST QUARTERS - QUINN
|
|
|
|
is sitting on the sofa, blankly staring into his
|
|
slightly opened briefcase. Riker ENTERS, catching him
|
|
off guard...
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Ready for your tour, Admiral?
|
|
|
|
Quinn quickly stands, but Riker has seen the
|
|
briefcase...
|
|
|
|
QUINN
|
|
Quite ready, Commander.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
What's in the case?
|
|
|
|
From where he stands, Riker can barely see a few
|
|
delicate-looking tendrils coming out of its opening...
|
|
He looks at the Admiral somewhat suspiciously...
|
|
|
|
QUINN
|
|
(thoughtful)
|
|
Actually... I brought this for
|
|
Doctor Crusher. But perhaps you'd
|
|
like you to see it first?
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
(slowly moving closer)
|
|
What is it?
|
|
|
|
QUINN
|
|
A form of life. Discovered quite
|
|
accidentally by a survey team on
|
|
a distant uncharted planet.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Why haven't we heard anything
|
|
about that?
|
|
|
|
QUINN
|
|
Oh, you'll be hearing more about
|
|
it shortly. But first there is
|
|
much scientific study to be done.
|
|
After all, this is a superior lifeform.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/8/88 - ACT FOUR 39.
|
|
|
|
71 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Superior?
|
|
|
|
QUINN
|
|
Totally.
|
|
(voice grows hard)
|
|
Now come, Riker. Take a good
|
|
look.
|
|
|
|
Riker stands where he is, uncertain of what to do.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
I think I'll summon our science
|
|
officer --
|
|
|
|
QUINN
|
|
It won't like your science
|
|
officer. It likes you.
|
|
(rises, grabs Riker's
|
|
arm)
|
|
Now look!
|
|
|
|
Riker looks down at his arm and grimaces; Quinn is
|
|
squeezing it with tremendous force. Riker grasps the
|
|
old man's wrist and tries to pull it off him... he
|
|
can't.
|
|
|
|
QUINN
|
|
(dark smile)
|
|
Vitamins. They do wonders for
|
|
the body.
|
|
|
|
RIKER CRIES OUT -- it feels like Quinn is crushing his
|
|
arm. Unable to break free, HE RAISES HIS OTHER ARM
|
|
TO STRIKE the admiral. Riker's BLOW IS BLOCKED and
|
|
QUINN responds by effortlessly THROWING HIM backwards
|
|
toward the wall. The FIRST OFFICER hits it at
|
|
breakneck speed and CRUMPLES TO THE FLOOR, severely
|
|
dazed...
|
|
|
|
QUINN
|
|
(dry -- evil smile)
|
|
Ahh, your life is so painful now.
|
|
But soon you'll be one of us.
|
|
|
|
Before Riker can clear his head, QUINN ATTACKS again
|
|
-- rapping him across the chin WITH A KARATE KICK.
|
|
Riker staggers to his feet -- Quinn swings from the
|
|
heels with a sure knockout blow... RIKER DUCKS under
|
|
it and puts all his weight behind a powerful PUNCH to
|
|
THE ADMIRAL'S solar plexus.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/11/88 - ACT FOUR 40.
|
|
|
|
71 CONTINUED: (2)
|
|
|
|
For a moment, Quinn seems affected, sucking in his
|
|
stomach and gasping for air... But it quickly passes
|
|
and he straightens and smiles at a disbelieving Riker,
|
|
before DEALING HIM A vicious double fisted BACKHAND.
|
|
|
|
Riker hits his communicator.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
(pained, weak)
|
|
Riker to Security. Emergency --
|
|
|
|
QUINN'S final blow KNOCKS RIKER OUT before he can say
|
|
another word...
|
|
|
|
72 INT. ENTERPRISE CORRIDOR - WORF AND GEORDI
|
|
|
|
run down the corridor.
|
|
|
|
72A OMITTED
|
|
|
|
73 EXT. AERIAL VIEW OF STARFLEET HEADQUARTERS (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/8/88 - ACT FOUR 41.
|
|
|
|
74 INT. RECEPTION ROOM OUTSIDE DINING ROOM - PICARD
|
|
|
|
Aaron and Savar are all holding glasses filled with
|
|
amber colored liquid. Remmick continues to quietly
|
|
look on from a distance...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I'd like to begin the discussion
|
|
of why I'm here.
|
|
|
|
AARON
|
|
In time Captain, in time. First,
|
|
a toast.
|
|
|
|
Aaron and Savar raise their glasses... Finally, Picard
|
|
does the same.
|
|
|
|
AARON
|
|
To the Horatio, gentlemen.
|
|
|
|
SAVAR
|
|
The Horatio.
|
|
|
|
The captain warily clinks glasses with the others.
|
|
They sip the liquid, but Picard simply lowers his
|
|
glass...
|
|
|
|
AARON
|
|
(faintly sarcastic)
|
|
What an awful tragedy. Such a
|
|
terrible loss of life.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
It's interesting you mention the
|
|
Horatio. That's one of the things
|
|
I wanted to discuss.
|
|
|
|
AARON
|
|
(dry)
|
|
Really?
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Has the cause of her destruction
|
|
been ascertained?
|
|
|
|
SAVAR
|
|
Absolutely.
|
|
(looking straight at
|
|
Picard)
|
|
Implosion, due to extreme
|
|
negligence on the part of her
|
|
captain.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/11/88 - ACT FOUR 42.
|
|
|
|
74 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
Picard wants to cry out in defense of Keel, but he
|
|
realizes that would be a foolish thing to do at the
|
|
moment. Aaron gleefully senses his discomfort...
|
|
|
|
AARON
|
|
Drink up, Picard. I believe
|
|
you'll find it an excellent
|
|
aperitif.
|
|
|
|
75 INT. QUINN'S QUARTERS - QUINN (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
is sitting calmly on the sofa with the unconscious
|
|
Riker at his feet when the door OPENS. Worf and Geordi
|
|
BOLT IN.
|
|
|
|
QUINN
|
|
It's good that you're here. He
|
|
slipped and hit his head.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
(into intercom)
|
|
This is Lieutenant La Forge in
|
|
Guest Quarter Sixteen. We have
|
|
a possible medical emergency.
|
|
|
|
QUINN
|
|
Your Doctor Crusher is most
|
|
capable; I'm sure he'll be all
|
|
right. Now if you'll excuse me,
|
|
my time here is limited...
|
|
|
|
Quinn MOVES TOWARD THE DOOR, but Geordi blocks his
|
|
path. Quinn looks to Worf as though he's about to
|
|
question what is going on, then quickly flies into
|
|
action, LEAPING TOWARD GEORDI. The blind man
|
|
BACKPEDDLES, FIRING HIS PHASER directly into the old
|
|
Admiral's chest.
|
|
|
|
Quinn halts, temporarily. Then Geordi and Worf are
|
|
stunned to see Quinn BRUSH OFF THE EFFECTS OF THE
|
|
PHASER with a simple shake of his head. With amazing
|
|
quickness, HE LIFTS GEORDI AND brutally THROWS HIM
|
|
into the door. GEORDI GOES OUT the door and HITS THE
|
|
FLOOR, unconscious.
|
|
|
|
This leaves Quinn and Worf to face off over a gaggle
|
|
of comatose bodies...
|
|
|
|
QUINN
|
|
(evil smile)
|
|
Come on, Klingon. It's just you
|
|
and me now...
|
|
|
|
FADE OUT.
|
|
|
|
END OF ACT FOUR
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - 3/8/88 - ACT FIVE 43.
|
|
|
|
ACT FIVE
|
|
|
|
FADE IN:
|
|
|
|
76 INT. QUINN'S QUARTERS - WORF AND QUINN (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
are about to fight it out. Quinn is savagely smug and
|
|
barely breathing hard after mopping the floor with
|
|
Geordi and Riker. Worf must get over the shock of
|
|
seeing an old man with the strength of ten.
|
|
|
|
The Klingon psyches himself up and CRIES OUT LIKE A
|
|
WARRIOR as he makes a move on Quinn. WORF THROWS A
|
|
PUNCH that would knock the head off Mike Tyson... It
|
|
lands squarely on Quinn's chin, jerking his head to
|
|
the side.
|
|
|
|
Worf can't believe his eyes when QUINN'S HEAD SNAPS
|
|
BACK INTO PLACE -- the Admiral is smiling, seemingly
|
|
unaffected by the punch.
|
|
|
|
QUINN
|
|
Do Klingons fear death as much
|
|
as humans? I could snap your neck
|
|
in a second, but that wouldn't
|
|
be as much fun.
|
|
|
|
QUINN GRABS WORF'S STOMACH -- his hands digging deep
|
|
into the flesh. WORF BELLOWS in pain as QUINN LIFTS
|
|
HIM off the ground by his stomach muscles. The old
|
|
man's strength is mind- boggling.
|
|
|
|
Suddenly a PHASER BLAST HITS QUINN dead on. Mildly
|
|
stunned but still standing, he lets go of Worf and
|
|
turns to face his new adversary.
|
|
|
|
77 ANGLE ON BEVERLY
|
|
|
|
standing in the doorway, phaser in hand.
|
|
|
|
78 ANGLE TO INCLUDE QUINN (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
disregarding Worf and moving toward her. SHE FIRES
|
|
AGAIN... Halted for an instant, HE MOVES FORWARD...
|
|
SHE FIRES AGAIN... Though slowed, HE KEEPS COMING...
|
|
SHE FIRES AGAIN... He stiffens, the phaser blasts are
|
|
starting to take a toll -- he still moves forward,
|
|
nearing her now.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/9/88 - ACT FIVE 44.
|
|
|
|
78 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
Beverly fires again and again, DRIVING HIM TO HIS
|
|
KNEES. WORF'S FIST FLIES INTO FRAME, catching the side
|
|
of Quinn's head with a powerful smash. QUINN SLUMPS
|
|
to the ground, incapacitated at last.
|
|
|
|
Beverly and Worf are breathing hard, shellshocked by
|
|
the battle. Quinn lies quivering at their feet -- his
|
|
metabolism racing crazily even though he's unconscious.
|
|
|
|
Geordi is coming around.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
Are you all right?
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
(groaning)
|
|
If I could see... I'd be seeing
|
|
stars.
|
|
|
|
Geordi sits up. Behind him, Beverly is kneeling over
|
|
the unconscious Riker. Worf indicates the twitching
|
|
admiral lying before them. The Klingon rubs his sore
|
|
stomach and speaks with detectable awe...
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
Who... what is he?
|
|
|
|
Beverly stares at "Quinn" before answering.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
Let's find out.
|
|
|
|
79 INT. SICKBAY - QUINN
|
|
|
|
lies on a Sickbay bed. Riker can be seen lying
|
|
unconscious on a bed in the background. Beverly stands
|
|
over Quinn with Worf and Geordi beside her...
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
(disturbed)
|
|
Retinal scans are an exact match
|
|
... It really is Quinn!
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
How can that be? He picked me
|
|
up like a rag doll.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/9/88 - ACT FIVE 45.
|
|
|
|
80 ANGLE FAVORING QUINN
|
|
|
|
tossing his head back and forth in restless sleep.
|
|
Beverly administers a hypo before he can reawaken.
|
|
He calms down a bit, his head resting on its side.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
I'm going to run a complete
|
|
internal scan.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
Keep me posted, Doctor. I'll
|
|
be on the bridge.
|
|
|
|
Geordi EXITS. Beverly is transfixed by something she
|
|
spots on the back of Quinn's neck...
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
(to Worf)
|
|
What is this?
|
|
|
|
It's a small blue splinter-like thing protruding
|
|
slightly from the base of the neck...
|
|
|
|
Beverly leans down to get a closer look... She
|
|
hesitantly reaches forward to touch it... and it moves!
|
|
|
|
81 INT. RECEPTION AREA, EARTH - PICARD
|
|
|
|
and the two admirals are still waiting to enter the
|
|
dining room.
|
|
|
|
AARON
|
|
(trace of a smile)
|
|
What do you know of conspiracies,
|
|
Captain?
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(surprised by the
|
|
question)
|
|
Not nearly enough I suppose.
|
|
|
|
AARON
|
|
But that's the charming thing
|
|
about them, isn't it? When a
|
|
machination is real, no one knows
|
|
about it. And when it's
|
|
suspected, it's almost never real.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - 3/8/88 - ACT FIVE 46.
|
|
|
|
81 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
SAVAR
|
|
Except of course, in the paranoid
|
|
delusions of those who believe.
|
|
|
|
The dining room doors swing OPEN and Remmick STEPS OUT
|
|
and addresses them...
|
|
|
|
REMMICK
|
|
Sorry to interrupt. Dinner is
|
|
served.
|
|
|
|
AARON
|
|
Wonderful! Bantering with the
|
|
captain has given me quite an
|
|
appetite.
|
|
|
|
They start to move toward the dining room, but Picard
|
|
lingers in the hallway...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I'd like to contact my ship. To
|
|
inform Commander Riker that we're
|
|
ready to sit down.
|
|
|
|
Aaron is about to object to this but Savar cuts him
|
|
off, nodding graciously...
|
|
|
|
SAVAR
|
|
Of course, Captain. We'll wait
|
|
for you at the table.
|
|
|
|
Picard waits until the two admirals have gone inside,
|
|
before activating his communicator. He speaks in
|
|
hushed tones with one eye on the dining room door...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Picard to Riker.
|
|
|
|
82 INT. SICKBAY (INTERCUT AS NEEDED) - RIKER
|
|
|
|
is still dead to the world. Beverly answers for him...
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
Doctor Crusher here, Captain.
|
|
May I speak freely?
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(looking around)
|
|
I suppose we have no choice.
|
|
Where's Riker?
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/9/88 - ACT FIVE 47.
|
|
|
|
82 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
He was attacked by Quinn. Or what
|
|
We thought was Quinn.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Specify, Doctor.
|
|
|
|
83 ANGLE TO SEE QUINN (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
resting fitfully on the bed -- and a large diagram of
|
|
his body on the medical screen above it. WE CAN SEE
|
|
A STRANGE INSECT-LIKE ANIMAL IS LIVING INSIDE HIM.
|
|
It's tendrils have wrapped themselves around the stem
|
|
of Quinn's brain.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
A parasitic being has invaded his
|
|
body. It has complete control
|
|
over all brain functions. It
|
|
seems to breath through a small
|
|
"gill" protruding through the back
|
|
of Quinn's neck. Look for this,
|
|
Captain. I believe it will be
|
|
visible on anyone who has been
|
|
compromised.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Any idea what it is or where it
|
|
comes from?
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
Negative. I've never seen
|
|
anything like it before.
|
|
|
|
WE HEAR GEORDI'S INTERCOM VOICE summoning Worf to the
|
|
bridge.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI'S COM VOICE
|
|
Lieutenant Worf. If the situation
|
|
is under control, we could use
|
|
you on the bridge.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
(looks to Worf)
|
|
It's okay. He won't be waking
|
|
up for a long time.
|
|
|
|
Worf EXITS, leaving Beverly alone with the unconscious
|
|
forms of Quinn and Riker.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Continue, Doctor.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/9/88 - ACT FIVE 48.
|
|
|
|
83 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
By the placement of the tendrils,
|
|
the parasite appears to stimulate
|
|
the vicim's adrenal glands which
|
|
generate great strength and
|
|
resistence to --
|
|
|
|
PICARD
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-- Spare me the medical details,
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Doctor. Just tell me if you can
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remove it.
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BEVERLY
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Not without killing the patient.
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Unseen by Beverly, Riker bolts upright in the bed
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behind her. Wild-eyed and seemingly disoriented, he
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slowly begins to rise...
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BEVERLY
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You must set your phaser on kill,
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Captain. Stun has little effect --
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PICARD
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Doctor, one does not beam into
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Starfleet Headquarters armed.
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Just then, Remmick EXITS the dining room and walks by
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Picard...
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REMMICK
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(as he passes)
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Your food is getting cold,
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Captain.
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PICARD
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About to go to dinner now, Doctor.
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Have Riker join me when he's
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available. Picard out.
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Beverly is anxious and doesn't want to terminate the
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conversation. Riker is moving up behind her... She
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turns and GASPS just as he puts his hand on her
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shoulder --
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STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/8/88 - ACT FIVE 49.
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84 INT. DINING ROOM - PICARD (OPTICAL)
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is seated across from Aaron and Savar at a polished
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|
black table. Three other settings are unattended --
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in front of each is a silver bowl-like covering that
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conceals the entree.
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A ceremonial guard lines the wall beside the table...
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AARON
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Go ahead and start, Captain. We
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|
don't stand on ceremony around
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here.
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Picard removes the lid and is repulsed to find a plate
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|
full of squirming worm-like things -- moving around
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like living spaghetti.
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Picard quickly pushes his plate away and watches in
|
|
abstract horror as Savar and Aaron greedily use their
|
|
hands to down their portions of the same living meal.
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The Guard MOVES FORWARD and wolfs down a bowl of the
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|
stuff.
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AARON
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|
(continuing)
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|
Oh do eat up, Picard. Just raise
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|
your hand if you want seconds.
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|
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|
The admirals and the guards laugh salaciously. The
|
|
sight of a Vulcan giggling as he chews on live worms
|
|
is too much for Picard to bear.
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|
|
|
Jumping to his feet, he turns and runs right into
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|
Number One. Riker roughly shoves the captain back into
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his seat.
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|
RIKER
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|
You're not going anywhere.
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|
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Picard closes his eyes in dull shock as Aaron walks
|
|
to Riker and reveals the blue splinter on the back
|
|
of Riker's neck...
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|
RIKER
|
|
(continuing;
|
|
to Picard)
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|
You'll be one of us soon.
|
|
|
|
Riker nods at the others as he sits down at the table.
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|
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|
AARON
|
|
(angry)
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|
You were meant for the doctor.
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|
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|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - 3/8/88 - ACT FIVE 50.
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|
84 CONTINUED:
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|
RIKER
|
|
It couldn't be helped. Riker
|
|
walked in on us unexpectedly.
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|
|
|
SAVAR
|
|
No matter. The doctor will soon
|
|
be joining us. All in good time.
|
|
|
|
A door OPENS and Tryla Scott WALKS IN and takes her
|
|
place at the table.
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|
|
|
SAVAR
|
|
Ah, Captain Scott. Good, the
|
|
setting is now complete.
|
|
|
|
It's a bitter blow to Picard when her evil smile lets
|
|
him know that she's been one of them all along. She
|
|
takes a strand of "live spaghetti" and delicately gulps
|
|
it down.
|
|
|
|
AARON
|
|
(to Picard)
|
|
You didn't really think we were
|
|
in the dark about your intentions,
|
|
did you?
|
|
|
|
SAVAR
|
|
Patience is one of our virtues,
|
|
Captain. Instead of going after
|
|
you, we allowed you to come to
|
|
us.
|
|
|
|
AARON
|
|
More dramatic this way, don't you
|
|
think?
|
|
|
|
TRYLA
|
|
Yes... one thing both races share
|
|
is a love of theatre. And you've
|
|
put on a fine show.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(shellshocked)
|
|
What exactly is your race? Where
|
|
do you come from?
|
|
|
|
SAVAR
|
|
It's not important. Let's just
|
|
say... we've come a long way to
|
|
join you.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/8/88 - ACT FIVE 51.
|
|
|
|
84 CONTINUED: (2)
|
|
|
|
TRYLA
|
|
(grinning)
|
|
It's a perfect match. We're the
|
|
brains and you're the brawn.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
(cold)
|
|
You'll understand soon, Picard.
|
|
|
|
SAVAR
|
|
Indeed. We've been moving slowly,
|
|
cautiously, for many months now.
|
|
Careful to cover our tracks.
|
|
Careful not to arouse suspicion,
|
|
until it's too late.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
(to Picard)
|
|
And it is too late. For you, that
|
|
is.
|
|
|
|
AARON
|
|
Well said, brother. Picard and
|
|
Riker control the Enterprise.
|
|
Which means we control the
|
|
Enterprise.
|
|
|
|
Dejected, Picard watches as Riker removes the lid and
|
|
takes a big handful of living spaghetti. He tilts his
|
|
head back and prepares to swallow it.
|
|
|
|
SAVAR
|
|
(smiling)
|
|
Eat hearty, brother! Relish your
|
|
new body!
|
|
|
|
Just as the worms are about to touch his tongue, RIKER
|
|
shocks everyone by PULLING A PHASER AND FIRING at the
|
|
guard. HE quivers before DROPPING like a fly.
|
|
|
|
Tryla fires at Riker and misses. Picard seizes the
|
|
moment, grabbing the phaser from the unconscious
|
|
Guard. Aaron pushes Picard to the ground and BOLTS
|
|
FOR THE DOOR. Before Picard can pivot to pick him off,
|
|
TRYLA SCOTT JUMPS UP AND takes aim on him. SHE FIRES,
|
|
barely missing his head. RIKER CUTS HER DOWN before
|
|
she can fire again. Scott quivers and drops. A
|
|
PARASITE quickly FLEES her open mouth...
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/8/88 - ACT FIVE 52.
|
|
|
|
84 CONTINUED: (3)
|
|
|
|
Meanwhile, Savar has charged Riker and has him in a
|
|
death grip around the throat. PICARD FIRES INTO THE
|
|
VULCAN'S BACK...
|
|
|
|
The VULCAN drops to his knees, finally releasing his
|
|
grip. He falls over, dead.
|
|
|
|
Still holding his throat, Riker reaches back and
|
|
removes the counterfeit splinter from his neck.
|
|
Suddenly, both he and Picard have the same thought...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Aaron!
|
|
|
|
85 INT. GREAT HALLWAY - AARON (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
is desperate, running straight toward us down the long
|
|
hallway. Far behind, Picard and Riker come around a
|
|
corner and take aim...
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
(calling out)
|
|
Hold it, Aaron!
|
|
|
|
Aaron spins and FIRES -- Picard and Riker dive out of
|
|
the way. The Admiral keeps running... he's almost at
|
|
the end of the hall... RIKER AND PICARD FIRE, scoring
|
|
two direct hits. AARON WINCES AND GOES DOWN. His
|
|
momentum sends him sliding along the smooth floor.
|
|
|
|
86 ANGLE ON PICARD AND RIKER (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
running up to the body. They get there just in time
|
|
to see the PARASITE evacuating it. Before they can
|
|
fire, it SCURRIES AROUND THE CORNER and out of sight.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(to Riker)
|
|
Come on!
|
|
|
|
87 INT. ANOTHER SECTION OF HALLWAY - PICARD AND RIKER
|
|
|
|
cautiously turn the corner. In the distance, they see
|
|
the CREATURE SLITHER UNDER A DOOR...
|
|
|
|
Hurrying to the door, they give each other a long look,
|
|
knowing that anything could be behind it. At last,
|
|
Riker touches a wall panel and the door slides OPEN...
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - 3/8/88 - ACT FIVE 53.
|
|
|
|
88 ANGLE INTO THE ROOM
|
|
|
|
where Remmick is tapping on an unknown object similar
|
|
to a typewriter. A HIGH-PITCHED BEEPING SOUND is
|
|
emanating from it... Remmick looks up at Riker and
|
|
Picard, his face a mask of calm innocence.
|
|
|
|
REMMICK
|
|
Can I help you, gentlemen?
|
|
|
|
Picard and Riker aren't sure just what to make of this.
|
|
Remmick seems so placid and unconcerned.
|
|
|
|
REMMICK
|
|
Is there any trouble? Perhaps
|
|
if you'd tell me what it is --
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
-- Remmick!
|
|
|
|
Picard is pointing to a PARASITE that is beginning to
|
|
CLIMB UP REMMICK'S LEG. Riker raises his phaser,
|
|
preparing to fire on it, but Picard blocks that with
|
|
his forearm
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
No, Will!
|
|
|
|
88A ANGLE FAVORING REMMICK (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
looking on wide-eyed, as the Parasite climbs up his
|
|
arm and onto his shoulder. Picard and Riker are
|
|
momentarily paralyzed, unsure of what to do.
|
|
|
|
Remmick looks from the creature to the two Officers
|
|
with a stoic expression on his face. Then, in a
|
|
strange almost lizard-like movement, he rolls his head
|
|
to the side and opens his mouth. In an instant, the
|
|
PARASITE SCAMPERS INTO HIS MOUTH and down his throat.
|
|
|
|
Remmick addresses the stunned Picard and Riker as
|
|
though nothing of consequence had happened...
|
|
|
|
REMMICK
|
|
(calm, sincere)
|
|
You don't understand.
|
|
|
|
As he speaks, his NECK BULGES as some of the creatures
|
|
dart around inside it...
|
|
|
|
REMMICK
|
|
(voice distorted)
|
|
We mean you no harm. We seek
|
|
co-existence.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/14/88 - ACT FIVE 54.
|
|
|
|
88A CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
Remmick is slowly starting to rise... Picard and Riker
|
|
look at each other as if to say "freak this!" They OPEN
|
|
FIRE, DRIVING REMMICK BACK down into his chair.
|
|
|
|
The upper half of REMMICK'S BODY BEGINS TO DISSIPATE
|
|
under the phaser fire... A bizarre form is taking its
|
|
place. Shaped vaguely like a man, IT LOOKS LIKE A
|
|
liquidy BUBBLE WITH HUNDREDS OF PARASITES swarming
|
|
around inside it.
|
|
|
|
The BUBBLE BEGINS TO COLLAPSE down into what used to be
|
|
Remmick's lower abdomen. Another SHAPE IS REVEALED as
|
|
the gooey mass collapses. It is dull yellow -- looking
|
|
LIKE A CROSS BETWEEN A PARASITE AND A HUMAN FETUS.
|
|
|
|
It looks at Picard and Riker and CRIES OUT WITH AN
|
|
ANGRY ROAR. Picard and Riker concentrate on its head
|
|
and SCORE A DIRECT HIT between the eyes... The
|
|
FETUS-CREATURE EXPLODES AND THE PARASITES DISSIPATE
|
|
into nothingness...
|
|
|
|
Picard and Riker CEASE FIRING. All that's left before
|
|
them is a smoldering mass -- a pair of legs and part
|
|
of a spine that used to be Dexter Remmick...
|
|
|
|
89 EXT. SPACE - ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
orbiting Earth.
|
|
|
|
PICARD (V.O.)
|
|
Captain's log, stardate 41780.2.
|
|
Admiral Quinn is expected to make
|
|
a full recovery...
|
|
|
|
90 INT. SICKBAY - QUINN
|
|
|
|
is sitting up in bed, being fed liquid by Beverly.
|
|
He seems weak but in general okay as he flashes her
|
|
a small smile.
|
|
|
|
PICARD (V.O.)
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
There is no trace of the parasite
|
|
which took control of him. We'll
|
|
never know how many of these
|
|
life-forms infiltrated Starfleet,
|
|
but it seems they could not
|
|
survive without the "mother
|
|
creature" which had taken over
|
|
Commander Remmick...
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Conspiracy" - REV. 3/9/88 - ACT FIVE 55.
|
|
|
|
91 INT. MAIN BRIDGE - WIDE ANGLE
|
|
|
|
PICARD (V.O.)
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
... Still, the haunting question
|
|
remains... Who were these
|
|
beings... and will we ever have
|
|
to face them again?
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
(to Picard)
|
|
It was Doctor Crusher's idea to
|
|
simulate the blue splinter. We
|
|
had to make sure it would fool
|
|
everyone, including you.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
That it did, Number One. Rest
|
|
assured.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
I have attempted to trace the
|
|
message Remmick was sending. I
|
|
believe it was aimed at an
|
|
unexplored quadrant of our galaxy.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
Any idea what the message was,
|
|
Data?
|
|
|
|
Data seems reluctant to answer.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
Well... I believe it was a beacon.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(half-whisper)
|
|
A beacon?
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
Yes, Captain. A homing beacon...
|
|
sent from Earth.
|
|
|
|
92 EXT. ENTERPRISE - DEEP SPACE (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
The great ship roars past us... PAN away from her and
|
|
toward the endless black void of deep space... WE HEAR
|
|
a sound... AN INCREDIBLY HIGH-PITCHED BEEPING SOUND
|
|
that repeats its intricate pattern over and over.
|
|
|
|
A sound waiting for a reply...
|
|
|
|
FADE OUT.
|
|
|
|
END OF ACT FIVE
|
|
|
|
THE END
|
|
|
|
|