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STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION
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"We'll Always Have Paris"
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#40271-124
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Written by
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Deborah Dean Davis
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&
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Hannah Louise Shearer
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Directed by
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Robert Becker
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THE WRITING CREDITS MAY NOT BE FINAL AND SHOULD NOT BE USED
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FOR PUBLICITY OR ADVERTISING PURPOSES WITHOUT FIRST CHECKING
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WITH THE TELEVISION LEGAL DEPARTMENT.
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Copyright 1988 Paramount Pictures Corporation. All Rights
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Reserved. This script is not for publication or
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reproduction. No one is authorized to dispose of same. If
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lost or destroyed, please notify the Script Department.
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FINAL DRAFT
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FEBRUARY 22, 1988
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STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - CAST
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STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION
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"We'll Always Have Paris"
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CAST
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PICARD EDOUARD
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RIKER FRANCINE
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BEVERLY GABRIELLE
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DATA LAURA MANHEIM
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TROI DR. PAUL MANHEIM
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WORF
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GEORDI
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TRANSPORTER CHIEF
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Voice-over
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COMPUTER VOICE
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STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - SETS
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STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION
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"We'll Always Have Paris"
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SETS
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INTERIORS EXTERIORS
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USS ENTERPRISE USS ENTERPRISE
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GYMNASIUM
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MAIN BRIDGE PARIS CAFE (HOLODECK)
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CORRIDORS
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BY HOLODECK THE PLANET VANDOR
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BY DE-CONTAMINATION AREA
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SICKBAY
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SICKBAY OUTER OFFICE
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TRANSPORTER ROOM
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CAPTAIN'S READY ROOM
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CONFERENCE ROOM
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PICARD'S QUARTERS
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DR. CRUSHER'S OFFICE
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VANDOR
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CORRIDOR
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MANHEIM'S LABORATORY
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STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - TEASER 1.
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STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION
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"We'll Always Have Paris"
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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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as it streaks through the stars at warp speed.
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PICARD (V.O.)
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Captain's log, stardate 41886.9.
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We are en route to Sarona 8 for
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much needed R and R. The entire
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crew is looking forward to the
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diversion. On a personal note,
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I have allowed myself the luxury
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of a head start.
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2 INT. ENTERPRISE - GYMNASIUM
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It is starkly and simply set up for competitive saber
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fencing. PICARD and RIKER are dressed in traditional
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white jumpsuits, gloves, shoes and masks. They stand
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in the middle of three long lanes about six feet apart.
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They snap their masks in place.
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PICARD MOVES HIS
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right leg forward, weight centered, hand on hip. His
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saber is down.
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HE TURNS THE SABER
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so the cutting edge of the blade moves to the left,
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then brings it to his head with a flourish.
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PICARD
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En garde.
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PICARD STEPS FORWARD
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as his blade comes up, pointed at the Riker's face.
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THEIR BLADES CROSS
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as Riker half-lunges forward, arm extended, to a chest
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shot. Picard steps back and parries.
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STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - TEASER 2.
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2 CONTINUED:
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PICARD SNAPS AND BEATS
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Riker's sword, knocking it to the side. He does a full
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lunge forward, with a downward slice.
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RIKER HIGH BLOCKS
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the move, and lunges forward with a flank cut to
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Picard's ribs. He continues with a fleche, then a head
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cut, continuing with fleche parries.
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RIKER SCORES
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with an inverted thrust to Picard's heart. Picard
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steps back and salutes. Riker answers in kind.
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THEIR MASKS
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come off, but not their rank.
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RIKER
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I took advantage...
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PICARD
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No, no. The advantage was yours,
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Number One. I'm out of
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practice... too much time on the
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bridge. En garde!
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PICARD REPLACES HIS MASK
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and they begin again.
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PICARD FAKES RIKER
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out with a cheek cut, turning his blade down, then, in
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a swashbuckling movement, he SLAMS the heel of his
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sword right on Riker's guard, comes in with a cheek
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cut, then rolls the sword and quickly lunges in with a
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head cut, pulls the sword back in and THRUSTS it to
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Riker's heart. Riker is surprised as
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PICARD SCORES
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and they step back and salute each other with their
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swords.
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RIKER
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Interesting move. What technique
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was that?
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STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - TEASER 3.
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2 CONTINUED: (2)
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PICARD
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The technique of a desperate man.
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Shall we...
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He is interrupted by the GREAT SHUDDER AND ROLL of the
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ship as the Enterprise is hit by some MASSIVE FORCE.
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He and Riker are thrown around like dolls as LIGHTS
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FLICKER ON AND OFF. Finally, the ship stabilizes.
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PICARD AND RIKER HURRY TO
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the com panel.
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COMPUTER VOICE
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Yellow Alert.
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PICARD
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Picard to bridge. Report.
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3 INT. MAIN BRIDGE
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THE BRIDGE CREW MOVE TO THEIR STATIONS, returning to
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normal.
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DATA
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It is not an attack that we know
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of, Captain. Origin unknown.
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Sensors did not detect the force
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until immediately prior to impact.
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Shields did not have time to
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respond. Damages unknown.
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PICARD'S COM VOICE
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We're on our way, Mister Data.
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WORF
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Damage reports from all decks
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coming in, sir.
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DATA
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Injuries?
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WORF
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Minor.
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DATA LOOKS AT HIS
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instruments, puzzled.
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STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - TEASER 4.
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3 CONTINUED:
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DATA
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I still am unable to determine
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the cause of the energy force.
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There is nothing within a
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reasonable distance of this ship
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powerful enough to cause an impact
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of that magnitude.
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THE TURBOLIFT OPENS
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and Picard and Riker ENTER the bridge, still dressed
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in their fencing clothes.
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RIKER
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Mister Data?
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DATA
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Damages and injuries are minimal.
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PICARD
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Where did it come from?
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DATA
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I am still checking, sir.
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PICARD
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Hazard a guess, Mister Data.
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DATA
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It appears to originate from the
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Pegos Minor sector.
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PICARD
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That far?
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DATA
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Yes, sir.
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PICARD TAKES
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his Command Chair.
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PICARD
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Lieutenant La Forge, set
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coordinates for that sector.
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Shields at full power.
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GEORDI
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Aye, sir. Coordinates laid in.
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STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - TEASER 5.
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3 CONTINUED: (2)
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WORF
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Sir, I am receiving a transmission
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from Pegos Minor. It's an S.O.S.
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PICARD
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Put it on audio, Lieutenant.
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A SHAKEN VOICE ECHOES
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through the bridge. The crew listens intently.
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MANHEIM'S COM VOICE
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I repeat, this is Doctor Paul
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Manheim. We are in need of help.
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Urgent. Any ship please respond.
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Coordinates are six-six-seven
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eight point nine by
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seven-zero-seven-five-four-two
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point two. Manheim out.
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The transmission is on a loop and begins to REPEAT.
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WORF
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I can't get through, Captain.
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PICARD
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Turn it off. Lay in a course for
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those coordinates, La Forge. Warp
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eight.
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GEORDI
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Aye, sir. Plotted and laid in.
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DATA
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Estimated arrival four hours,
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seventeen minutes, thirty-five
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seconds.
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RIKER
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Isn't Manheim the one who was
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thrown out of the Institute for
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unauthorized experiments?
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DATA
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Quite the contrary, Commander.
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He left of his own volition.
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Professor Manheim is the most
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highly reputed scientist within
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the Federation. A brilliant
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visionary who...
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STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - TEASER 6.
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3 CONTINUED: (3)
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PICARD STANDS UP
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and moves to the turbolift.
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PICARD
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... Who disappeared over fifteen
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years ago. Along with his wife,
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Laura.
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RIKER
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Did you know him, Captain?
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PICARD
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No. He was teaching at the
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University when I was in Paris,
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but I never had the pleasure.
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Number One, you have the Conn.
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Inform me half an hour before we
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reach the coordinates.
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RIKER
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Aye, sir.
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PICARD LEAVES
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the bridge.
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4 INT. CORRIDOR - OUTSIDE HOLODECK
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Picard stands there a beat, hesitant to put in the
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program.
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PICARD
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Computer, this is Captain Picard.
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COMPUTER VOICE
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What is your pleasure, Captain?
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PICARD
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Paris. Twenty-two years ago.
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A warm spring day. April ninth.
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Eighteen hundred hours -- three
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o'clock.
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5 INT. HOLODECK
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Paris in the spring. The BIRDS ARE SINGING, BRILLIANT
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LIGHT reflects on the outdoor tables of the Cafe Des
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Artistes. Couples in love complete the ambience.
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STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - TEASER 7.
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5 CONTINUED:
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THE TABLEAU IS UNMOVING
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until Picard WALKS UP TO a WAITER (EDOUARD).
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WITH GREAT FLOURISH
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the waiter puts himself at Picard's service.
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EDOUARD
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Monsieur, welcome to Cafe Des
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Artistes. Is this your first time
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in Paris?
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PICARD
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No, I've been here before.
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Picard turns and sees the exact table where he used
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to sit.
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PICARD
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(continuing)
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That table.
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EDOUARD
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Mais oui, we are here to please
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you.
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He ushers Picard to the table on the balcony
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overlooking the city.
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MEMORIES FLOOD PICARD
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as he looks out over the city he loves more than any
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other city in the whole galaxy.
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PICARD
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I've been away far too long.
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FADE OUT.
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END OF TEASER
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STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT ONE 8.
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ACT ONE
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FADE IN:
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6 INT. HOLODECK - PARIS - CONTINUOUS ACTION - DAY
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Two lovely French girls, just barely nineteen, take
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the table next to Picard. They are very involved in
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their own conversation and take no notice of him.
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PICARD APPRECIATES
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the look and liveliness of the two of them. They too,
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evoke memories. Memories of youth and of love.
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THE WAITER INTERRUPTS
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his reverie with a menu.
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EDOUARD
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Some wine, some cheese, a perfect
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tarte tatin...
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PICARD
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I'm afraid I'm not hungry. I
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really came for the view.
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EDOUARD
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Perhaps what you hunger for is
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not on the menu?
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PICARD
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Perhaps not. It was many years
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ago, I had a rendezvous -- I was
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to meet someone, a young woman,
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here, at this very table.
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EDOUARD
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She did not come?
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PICARD
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I don't know, actually. I've
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always imagined that she did.
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THE WAITER TAKES the menu back, with a knowing
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expression.
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EDOUARD
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You, however, did not. Trust
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Edouard. I will bring something
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special, just for you.
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STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT ONE 9.
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6 CONTINUED:
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ONE OF THE GIRLS
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FRANCINE, stands and throws some money on the table.
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FRANCINE
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I'm not staying if all you're
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going to do is talk about him.
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GABRIELLE
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What is this for?
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FRANCINE
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My lunch. Feed it to the birds.
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FRANCINE LEAVES
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in a swish of silk and color.
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GABRIELLE SIGHS AND STARES
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out over the city, not unlike Picard.
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GABRIELLE
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He will come. He will.
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PICARD HEARS THIS
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and turns his chair so that he can see her more
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clearly.
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PICARD
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Yes, I'm sure he will.
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GABRIELLE LOOKS AT
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Picard and smiles back at him -- thankful for the
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compliment and for the assurance.
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GABRIELLE
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He's a military man, just like
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you. We're going to get married
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and he's going to stay here in
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Paris and never leave me.
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PICARD
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He's stationed here?
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GABRIELLE
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Not yet, but that's the way I've
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got it planned. Last night, well,
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after last night, he just couldn't
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leave. He couldn't.
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STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT ONE 10.
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6 CONTINUED: (2)
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Her eyes fill with tears.
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PICARD CANNOT BEAR
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to see her cry. He wants to make it better somehow.
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PICARD
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If he's as young as you are, maybe
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he doesn't know yet exactly what
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he wants to do.
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GABRIELLE
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You're an important Starfleet
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officer -- what would you advise
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my lover to do -- go off and
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explore the galaxy or stay here
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and explore something which has
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no boundaries -- love?
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PICARD
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I would tell him that he must be
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the person he is meant to be...
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and that you deserve nothing less
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than that.
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THE WAITER DELIVERS
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a simple tray of various cheeses and meats to Picard.
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He pours himself a glass of deep red wine.
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EDOUARD
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Bordeaux, a very passionate year.
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PICARD
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A glass for the young lady.
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The waiter pours a glass of wine for Gabrielle.
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GABRIELLE RISES AND MOVES
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to Picard's table. There is more confidence in her
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demeanor than before. She knows more about this man
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and can deal on a more emotional level.
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GABRIELLE
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Do I remind you of the girl you
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left behind?
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PICARD
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No. Yes, you do. It's hard to
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say, it has been many years.
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STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT ONE 11.
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6 CONTINUED: (3)
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GABRIELLE
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Then you have forgotten her face.
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PICARD STARES THROUGH GABRIELLE
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as if he is directly connected to someone else.
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PICARD
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Not a single detail. I can see
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every inch of her to this day and
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being here -- I can feel the
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softness of her in the breeze,
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smell the fragrance of her in the
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flowers. I have not forgotten.
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GABRIELLE
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What was her name?
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PICARD
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Laura.
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HE STARES OFF
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into the City of Lights, letting the memory of Laura
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wash over him.
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7 INT. MAIN BRIDGE - DAY
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Picard, a little angrier than usual, APPROACHES Data.
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PICARD
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You've been at that console twice
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as long as you estimated.
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DATA
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My estimation was incorrect,
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Captain.
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DATA SWIVELS IN HIS CHAIR
|
|
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|
facing Picard.
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DATA
|
|
(continuing)
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|
And I think it would be best if
|
|
what I am about to tell you were
|
|
also incorrect.
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PICARD
|
|
Nonsense. Out with it.
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|
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|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT ONE 12.
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7 CONTINUED:
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|
DATA
|
|
Someone, I would assume Professor
|
|
Manheim, opened up a window. A
|
|
window into another dimension.
|
|
|
|
Picard strains to garner more information out of what
|
|
little information Data is giving him.
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|
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|
PICARD
|
|
You don't know how?
|
|
|
|
Data shakes his head "no."
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|
RIKER
|
|
You don't know what it is?
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|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
What came through this window?
|
|
|
|
Data shakes his head "no" again.
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|
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|
PICARD
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
A window, that's all you know.
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|
|
|
Data shakes his head "yes."
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|
|
|
DATA
|
|
Sir, the answers to your questions
|
|
will be the most important
|
|
scientific answers of the
|
|
twenty-fourth century.
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|
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|
PICARD LOOKS TO THE VIEWSCREEN
|
|
|
|
answers, answers, they are all out there.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Manheim.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
Captain, we've reached the
|
|
coordinates specified. There's
|
|
nothing here.
|
|
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|
WORF
|
|
I am receiving new coordinates.
|
|
It's a relay signal, the same
|
|
source as the first one.
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|
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|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT ONE 13.
|
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|
7 CONTINUED: (2)
|
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|
PICARD
|
|
Set course for the new
|
|
coordinates.
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|
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|
GEORDI
|
|
Aye, sir.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Why would someone make it this
|
|
difficult to find him if he truly
|
|
wants to be found?
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
A failsafe, I would imagine.
|
|
|
|
8 EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
speeds towards the new coordinates at warp 8.
|
|
|
|
9 INT. MAIN BRIDGE
|
|
|
|
Everyone is at their post.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
Captain, my sensors are picking
|
|
up what appears to be a small
|
|
planet.
|
|
|
|
PICARD NODS
|
|
|
|
leaning forward in his chair, trying to get there
|
|
sooner.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Mister La Forge, standard orbit.
|
|
Give me a visual.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
Aye, sir.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
Viewscreen on.
|
|
|
|
10 MAIN VIEWSCREEN - THE PLANET VANDOR (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
floats VIOLET in space. There is a GLIMMERING EFFECT
|
|
surrounding it.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT ONE 14.
|
|
|
|
11 THE CREW STARES
|
|
|
|
at it.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
There's a forcefield of some kind
|
|
surrounding the planet, sir.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Penetrable?
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
No, sir.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Open hailing frequencies.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
Hailing frequencies open, sir.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
This is the USS Enterprise
|
|
responding to your signal for
|
|
help.
|
|
|
|
A WOMAN'S VOICE comes through. She is bordering on
|
|
hysteria.
|
|
|
|
LAURA (V.O.)
|
|
Help. Please help me. I don't
|
|
know what to do. It's only the
|
|
two of us. He's shaking. Please.
|
|
|
|
PICARD'S FACE
|
|
|
|
melts a little, just hearing her voice.
|
|
|
|
THE CREW LOOKS
|
|
|
|
to him to give an order, he is just a small beat slower
|
|
than usual.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Can you lock onto her coordinates?
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
No, sir. The forcefield is
|
|
preventing any kind of contact
|
|
other than audio.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Mrs. Manheim, this is... the
|
|
captain of the Enterprise. Is
|
|
your husband conscious?
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT ONE 15.
|
|
|
|
11 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
LAURA (V.O.)
|
|
No. You've got to help him.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
There's a force field surrounding
|
|
your planet.
|
|
|
|
LAURA (V.O.)
|
|
Yes. I know.
|
|
|
|
Picard gently guides a "civilian" through.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Good. Then you must be very brave
|
|
and leave his side long enough
|
|
to shut down the system that is
|
|
preventing us from helping you.
|
|
|
|
THE PLANET VANDOR
|
|
|
|
slowly STOPS SHIMMERING AND BECOMES A CRYSTAL CLEAR
|
|
VIOLET GLOBE.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
Good.
|
|
(to crew)
|
|
Lock onto their coordinates and
|
|
beam them up.
|
|
|
|
PICARD SITS IN HIS CHAIR
|
|
|
|
like the weight of the world has just been placed on
|
|
his shoulders.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
I'd like extra decontamination
|
|
precautions, Captain.
|
|
|
|
Without even moving, Picard responds.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Fine, Number One.
|
|
|
|
12 INT. - OUTSIDE THE DE-CONTAMINATION AREA
|
|
|
|
Picard and Riker wait outside, Picard nervously shifts
|
|
his weight from foot to foot.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT ONE 16.
|
|
|
|
12 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
The professor seems to be going
|
|
in and out of consciousness.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Well, the first time he's "in"
|
|
be sure you find out what the hell
|
|
he was up to down there.
|
|
|
|
The Captain paces like a new father.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Is anything wrong, sir?
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
No.
|
|
|
|
THE DOOR OPENS
|
|
|
|
and a medical team RUSHES OUT with the convulsing body
|
|
of Professor Manheim. Riker FOLLOWS THEM to Sickbay.
|
|
|
|
THE CAPTAIN
|
|
|
|
stands aside leaving them plenty of room.
|
|
|
|
PICARD LOOKS UP
|
|
|
|
and standing in the same doorway:
|
|
|
|
PICARD'S POV - LAURA
|
|
|
|
She looks unearthly, almost like an angel, an even more
|
|
beautiful woman than girl.
|
|
|
|
THE TWO OF THEM
|
|
|
|
stand staring at one another for a long beat.
|
|
|
|
LAURA STEADIES HERSELF
|
|
|
|
against the doorway, stunned.
|
|
|
|
LAURA
|
|
Jean-Luc?
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Laura.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT ONE 17.
|
|
|
|
13 INT. SICKBAY
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY hurriedly takes readings of the uncontrollably
|
|
shaking body of Paul Manheim.
|
|
|
|
SHE FINALLY GIVES
|
|
|
|
him an injection.
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM SHIVERS
|
|
|
|
and falls into a deep sleep.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY LOOKS UP
|
|
|
|
from her patient to the concerned face of Riker.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
It's not good.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
When will I be able to question
|
|
him?
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
I don't know.
|
|
|
|
PICARD AND LAURA ENTER SICKBAY
|
|
|
|
and Laura RUSHES TO her husband's side, frightened by
|
|
his stillness.
|
|
|
|
LAURA
|
|
Is he dead?
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
No. I've sedated him.
|
|
|
|
She puts her hand on Laura's shoulder.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
I'll do everything I can to save
|
|
him.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Doctor, we need to talk to this
|
|
man as soon as we can.
|
|
|
|
LAURA STARTS TO CRY
|
|
|
|
and Picard puts his arm around her, very affectionately
|
|
comforting her.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT ONE 18.
|
|
|
|
13 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY WATCHES THIS SHOW
|
|
|
|
of familiarity and is surprised by it.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
I'll let you know as soon as he
|
|
regains consciousness.
|
|
|
|
LAURA
|
|
Thank you. Thank you, all.
|
|
|
|
HER EYES HOLD
|
|
|
|
on Picard's and there is much more there than the
|
|
thanks of a woman in distress.
|
|
|
|
THE SHIP IS JOLTED
|
|
|
|
by a huge BLAST of God only knows what. COLORS flood
|
|
the room.
|
|
|
|
THEY ARE THROWN
|
|
|
|
around the cabin in a radical manner.
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM'S BODY
|
|
|
|
GLOWS VIOLET.
|
|
|
|
14 EXT. SPACE - VANDOR (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
TURNS FROM A BRIGHT VIOLET TO A HOT PINK AND BACK
|
|
again.
|
|
|
|
FADE OUT.
|
|
|
|
END OF ACT ONE
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT TWO 19.
|
|
|
|
ACT TWO
|
|
|
|
FADE IN:
|
|
|
|
15 INT. SICKBAY - CONTINUOUS ACTION
|
|
|
|
The crew picks themselves up from the deck.
|
|
|
|
PICARD STEADIES
|
|
|
|
Laura, then touches his insignia.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Bridge, Picard. Status report.
|
|
|
|
WORF'S COM VOICE
|
|
Shields are holding, Captain.
|
|
Ten percent loss of power.
|
|
Minimal damage, all decks.
|
|
|
|
PICARD IMPATIENTLY
|
|
|
|
turns to Riker.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
We can't wait for this man to wake
|
|
up to find out what's going on
|
|
here. Clearly, whatever this
|
|
window is, it's still open.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Agreed, Captain. I'll have Data
|
|
start immediately on a thorough
|
|
evaluation of all of Doctor
|
|
Manheim's theories.
|
|
|
|
Riker EXITS as
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM BEGINS TO GLOW
|
|
|
|
shades of VIOLET, the RETURNS to normal. His eyes open
|
|
white and he YELLS OUT:
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM
|
|
Head gone. Must fill up. It's
|
|
in the cross!
|
|
|
|
LAURA RUSHES TO HIS
|
|
|
|
side, REACTING in horror. When she touches him, it
|
|
looks as if he may become coherent, then he fades back
|
|
into convulsions.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT TWO 20.
|
|
|
|
15 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY GIVES HIM
|
|
|
|
another injection. He becomes quiet. Picard turns
|
|
to Laura.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
When did this start?
|
|
|
|
LAURA
|
|
Right before he sent out the
|
|
S.O.S. -- after he -- well, he'd
|
|
been in the lab for at least three
|
|
days.
|
|
|
|
PICARD AND BEVERLY
|
|
|
|
exchange looks. He turns to Laura, his attitude softer.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Laura, I'm afraid I need to ask
|
|
you a number of questions - and
|
|
time is of the essence.
|
|
|
|
Beverly looks at the two of them.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
You can use my office.
|
|
|
|
Picard leads Laura to the outer room.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY'S EYES FOLLOW
|
|
|
|
them through the door. She quickly turns back to her
|
|
patient.
|
|
|
|
16 INT. SICKBAY - OUTER OFFICE
|
|
|
|
Laura and Picard stand and face each other for a long,
|
|
intense moment.
|
|
|
|
LAURA SMILES BITTERSWEETLY
|
|
|
|
at Picard.
|
|
|
|
LAURA
|
|
This is not how I imagined it.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Nor I.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT TWO 21.
|
|
|
|
16 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
LAURA
|
|
You've done well. Exactly as
|
|
you'd hoped.
|
|
|
|
PICARD STRUGGLES
|
|
|
|
with his duty -- and his emotions.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Not exactly. Nothing works just
|
|
as you hope... Laura, I'm sorry
|
|
about your husband.
|
|
(beat)
|
|
I need some information from you.
|
|
|
|
LAURA SENSES THE
|
|
|
|
change in him. She moves back slightly.
|
|
|
|
LAURA
|
|
I don't know what I can tell you,
|
|
Jean-Luc. At best, I'm a
|
|
glorified laboratory assistant.
|
|
Paul's mental capabilities are
|
|
so far beyond yours and mine, he
|
|
couldn't discuss his work with
|
|
me.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
But you must know something of
|
|
the nature of his experiments.
|
|
|
|
LAURA SHRUGS
|
|
|
|
almost indifferent.
|
|
|
|
LAURA
|
|
He lectures me, he practices on
|
|
me, but he doesn't confide in me.
|
|
I stopped listening long ago.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Why did he come here? Why Vandor?
|
|
|
|
LAURA
|
|
He said it was because it was far
|
|
enough away, no one would or could
|
|
steal his theories... or stop him
|
|
from trying to prove them.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT TWO 22.
|
|
|
|
16 CONTINUED: (2)
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
What he was working on is
|
|
unquestionably quite dangerous
|
|
as well as out of control.
|
|
|
|
LAURA STARES AT
|
|
|
|
Picard as if she's just had a revelation.
|
|
|
|
LAURA
|
|
He's a little like you, Jean-Luc.
|
|
He loves, he needs the challenges
|
|
of the unknown... all I do know
|
|
is that he's been very close to
|
|
a major breakthrough. He's been
|
|
excited and agitated and working
|
|
around the clock for the past few
|
|
months.
|
|
|
|
PICARD LOOKS QUESTIONINGLY
|
|
|
|
at her.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Why weren't you affected?
|
|
|
|
LAURA
|
|
Every time he began an experiment,
|
|
he insisted I stay in what he said
|
|
was a protected room. I guess
|
|
he was right.
|
|
|
|
PICARD BEGINS TO PACE
|
|
|
|
the room.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Fifteen years here? By yourself?
|
|
|
|
LAURA
|
|
There was no place left for Paul
|
|
to go -- and I am his wife.
|
|
(beat)
|
|
Our destiny isn't always exactly
|
|
what we expect. Isn't that what
|
|
you just said?
|
|
|
|
TEARS FORM IN
|
|
|
|
Laura's eyes. She begins to feel overwhelmed.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT TWO 23.
|
|
|
|
16 CONTINUED: (3)
|
|
|
|
PICARD STEPS BACK
|
|
|
|
from the emotion.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I must send a team to the planet.
|
|
|
|
LAURA
|
|
You can't. It's protected.
|
|
Paul's made sure no one can get
|
|
in.
|
|
|
|
SHE LOOKS UP AT HIM
|
|
|
|
and lets the tears come.
|
|
|
|
PICARD PUTS HIS ARMS
|
|
|
|
around her gently. She collapses into him as if they'd
|
|
never been apart. He holds her sympathetically, as:
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY STRIDES INTO
|
|
|
|
the office. She stops dead in her tracks and Picard
|
|
lets go of Laura.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
Excuse me.
|
|
|
|
Laura wipes her tears away and becomes strong again.
|
|
|
|
LAURA
|
|
Is he worse?
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
He's resting. I'd like to have
|
|
you undergo some tests as well.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY GESTURES TO THE
|
|
|
|
Nurse.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
He'll start them.
|
|
|
|
LAURA
|
|
Thank you for your kindness,
|
|
Doctor.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT TWO 24.
|
|
|
|
16 CONTINUED: (4)
|
|
|
|
LAURA LOOKS BACK
|
|
|
|
at Picard a moment, clasps his hand, then follows the
|
|
Nurse into Sickbay.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY UNCOMFORTABLY
|
|
|
|
addresses Picard, all business.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
She's an old friend.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
I gathered that. It's her husband
|
|
I'm more concerned with at the
|
|
moment.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
What's his prognosis?
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
So far, he's dying and there's
|
|
nothing I can do about it. His
|
|
entire genetic structure is
|
|
altering -- constantly. I don't
|
|
know how or why. I've never
|
|
encountered anything like it
|
|
before.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
How long does he have?
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
Maybe a couple of days. It's not
|
|
predictable. All I can do is
|
|
attempt to maintain him until we
|
|
find out what's causing the
|
|
damage.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Can I talk to him?
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BEVERLY
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|
You may never be able to talk to
|
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him. He may never be coherent
|
|
again.
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BEVERLY STARTS BACK
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into Sickbay.
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STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT TWO 25.
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16 CONTINUED: (5)
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PICARD
|
|
Doctor.
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SHE TURNS BACK
|
|
|
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and faces him.
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|
PICARD
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
I haven't seen Mrs. Manheim since
|
|
Paris.
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|
BEVERLY
|
|
You needn't explain, Captain.
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PICARD
|
|
It was a very long time ago.
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|
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BEVERLY
|
|
Yes. She's a lovely woman.
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|
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|
She LEAVES Picard, who's feeling very frustrated.
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17 INT. MAIN BRIDGE
|
|
|
|
Data is working furiously at the Aft Console when
|
|
Picard ENTERS.
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|
|
RIKER
|
|
Were you able to get any
|
|
information, sir?
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|
PICARD SHAKES HIS
|
|
|
|
head.
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|
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|
PICARD
|
|
Mrs. Manheim is in the dark about
|
|
her husband's work. And he may
|
|
never come out of the state he's
|
|
in. What have you found out?
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|
|
DATA
|
|
Sensors show there's an immense
|
|
volume of energy being reflected
|
|
from a small point on the planet's
|
|
surface... near the main
|
|
Laboratory.
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|
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|
PICARD
|
|
Reflecting what?
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT TWO 26.
|
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|
17 CONTINUED:
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|
DATA
|
|
We do not know yet, sir. It
|
|
appears to be moving from a thin
|
|
beam into wider beams and back
|
|
again in an unstructured manner.
|
|
|
|
PICARD PUSHES
|
|
|
|
him for something more.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Is this "beam" responsible for
|
|
the jolt we just felt?
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
Not directly, sir. It is possible
|
|
the beam is responsible for
|
|
opening the "window."
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
But that's pure assumption. We
|
|
still know virtually nothing about
|
|
Manheim's work.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
About this particular work, sir.
|
|
Professor Manheim is renowned for
|
|
his work in perfecting subspace
|
|
communications, and
|
|
thermodynamics, but those
|
|
particular achievements seem to
|
|
have no bearing on what he is
|
|
trying to do on Vandor.
|
|
|
|
PICARD IS
|
|
|
|
impatient.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
To the point, Mister Data.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
When he disappeared fifteen years
|
|
ago, he had been working on
|
|
theories of non-linear time. His
|
|
colleagues apparently questioned
|
|
his obsession -- and his
|
|
methodology.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
How far did he get?
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT TWO 27.
|
|
|
|
17 CONTINUED: (2)
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
No one knows. He became angry
|
|
about their doubts that he could
|
|
enter other dimensions. He left
|
|
the Institute. That is the last
|
|
anyone heard of him until now.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Can we deal with what's happening
|
|
down there from the ship?
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
Unlikely. I would need to see
|
|
the Doctor's notes. And even then,
|
|
his mind is of such unparalleled
|
|
brilliance, I am not sure I could
|
|
decipher them.
|
|
|
|
PICARD REACTS
|
|
|
|
and turns to Riker.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
There is an elaborate defense
|
|
system to protect his work.
|
|
|
|
WORF STANDS TO
|
|
|
|
his full height.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
We can get through any system.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
It's worth a try.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Agreed. Take a small away team.
|
|
See what you can find down there.
|
|
|
|
RIKER GETS UP
|
|
|
|
and gestures to Worf and Data.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Worf. Data.
|
|
|
|
THEY FOLLOW HIM
|
|
|
|
onto the turbolift.
|
|
|
|
PICARD LOOKS AFTER
|
|
|
|
them.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT TWO 28.
|
|
|
|
18 INT. TRANSPORTER ROOM (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
Riker, Worf and Data step onto the pad. Riker nods
|
|
to the Transporter Chief.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Energize.
|
|
|
|
The chief adjusts the console and the three figures
|
|
begin to BEAM DOWN.
|
|
|
|
19 EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
as THREE AMORPHOUS FIGURES OF FLICKERING LIGHT begin
|
|
the BEAM DOWN to the planet.
|
|
|
|
THE THREE FLICKERING FIGURES
|
|
|
|
BOUNCE and JUMP and MELD INTO ONE>
|
|
|
|
THE SINGLE FLICKERING LIGHT
|
|
|
|
swirls forming a frenzied funnel.
|
|
|
|
OUT OF THE FUNNEL
|
|
|
|
crashes the face of a DRAGON.
|
|
|
|
QUICKLY SUPERIMPOSED
|
|
|
|
by FLASHING LIGHTS, COLORS AND SHADOWY FIGURES.
|
|
|
|
THE FUNNEL VIBRATES
|
|
|
|
with the SOUNDS from ANOTHER DIMENSION.
|
|
|
|
A GREAT WHITE LIGHT
|
|
|
|
shines through the swirling reflections of the away
|
|
Team.
|
|
|
|
IN A FLASH
|
|
|
|
the spinning out of control away team breaks away, as
|
|
if looking for a way home.
|
|
|
|
THEY TRAVEL FAST
|
|
|
|
directly toward the planet.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT TWO 29.
|
|
|
|
19 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
THEN SMASH INTO
|
|
|
|
an invisible wall and tiny, disjointed PARTICLES SHOWER
|
|
SPACE AND DRIFT OFF into... nothingness.
|
|
|
|
FADE OUT.
|
|
|
|
END OF ACT TWO
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT THREE 30.
|
|
|
|
ACT THREE
|
|
|
|
FADE IN:
|
|
|
|
20 INT. TRANSPORTER ROOM (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
Picard RUSHES INTO the room, Troi CLOSE BEHIND him.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I don't care if you have a signal
|
|
or not -- bring them back!
|
|
|
|
THE TRANSPORTER CHIEF
|
|
|
|
doesn't even look up from his panel. He furiously
|
|
works.
|
|
|
|
TROI SEEMS TO WILL
|
|
|
|
their very bodies back onto the Enterprise.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
They will return. Please, they've
|
|
got to.
|
|
|
|
THE TRANSPORTER CHIEF
|
|
|
|
sees something on his console.
|
|
|
|
TRANSPORTER CHIEF
|
|
I have a reading, it's not much,
|
|
not complete...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
... Lock on, man. Beam them back!
|
|
|
|
THE TECHNICIAN PUNCHES
|
|
|
|
in the proper instructions and...
|
|
|
|
RIKER AND DATA
|
|
|
|
slowly SHIMMER BACK ONTO THE TRANSPORTER PAD, dazed.
|
|
|
|
PICARD AND TROI WAIT MOTIONLESS
|
|
|
|
until another SHIMMERING EFFECT OCCURS.
|
|
|
|
WORF REAPPEARS
|
|
|
|
in the Transporter Room.
|
|
|
|
EVERYONE IS RELIEVED
|
|
|
|
they have made it back.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT THREE 31.
|
|
|
|
20 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
THEN WORF COLLAPSES
|
|
|
|
on the pad.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Medical Emergency Team in
|
|
Transporter Sixteen.
|
|
|
|
PICARD HOLDS WORF'S
|
|
|
|
head gently in his arms and turns to Riker and Data.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Good God, what happened out there?
|
|
|
|
RIKER AND DATA
|
|
|
|
look at one another as if they still can't believe it.
|
|
|
|
RIKER DATA
|
|
Sir, it was... The most incredible...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
One at a time.
|
|
|
|
RIKER DATA
|
|
It's hard to... Modern science does not...
|
|
|
|
WORF STIRS SLIGHTLY
|
|
|
|
as if he's coming to after a brutal barroom brawl.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Stop! I'll wait for Lieutenant
|
|
Worf.
|
|
|
|
THE MEDICAL STAFF
|
|
|
|
RUSHES IN and administers to Worf... gently taking him
|
|
from the captain and helping him to his feet.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
I'm all right!
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I'll see you all in my Ready Room.
|
|
|
|
21 INT. CAPTAIN'S READY ROOM
|
|
|
|
Picard sits, trying to understand what his crew members
|
|
are saying.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT THREE 32.
|
|
|
|
21 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
A dragon?
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
Not exactly, sir, but a monster
|
|
that...
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
(interrupts)
|
|
... It wasn't anything at all like
|
|
that. It was beautiful --
|
|
godlike.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
It was completely logical in the
|
|
most disorganized way possible.
|
|
Colors, sounds, lights. Not light
|
|
you see, but light you feel.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
You each experienced something
|
|
different and it affect you in
|
|
dissimilar ways.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
Sir, Worf is a warrior. He
|
|
probably confronted his dragon
|
|
and fought with it. Professor
|
|
Manheim also tried to analyze
|
|
whatever it is that comes through
|
|
this window. They were both
|
|
struck down.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
I experienced it.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
I observed.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
However interesting this may be,
|
|
it is not, as far as I can tell,
|
|
bringing us any closer to closing
|
|
that damn window.
|
|
|
|
PICARD TURNS TO DATA
|
|
|
|
with a real flourish.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT THREE 33.
|
|
|
|
21 CONTINUED: (2)
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Check and re-check all the sensor
|
|
readings that were taken while
|
|
you were "out there."
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
Yes, sir.
|
|
|
|
PICARD TURNS TO RIKER
|
|
|
|
who is still glowing a bit from his experience.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Number One, are you clear-headed
|
|
enough to do some research?
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Yes, sir.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Good, then go over all the
|
|
material that Mister Data collected
|
|
on Manheim's various theories.
|
|
Maybe you'll be able to see
|
|
something that ties in. Something
|
|
that explains the experience you
|
|
just had.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Yes, Captain.
|
|
|
|
Riker and Data LEAVE.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Lieutenant Worf... go to your
|
|
quarters and rest...
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
... I feel fine, Captain.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
That's an order. There will be
|
|
plenty of "dragons" left when you
|
|
awaken.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
Yes, sir.
|
|
|
|
WORF MARCHES OUT
|
|
|
|
of the room, trying not to show how exhausted and
|
|
shaken he still is.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT THREE 34.
|
|
|
|
21 CONTINUED: (3)
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
This has nothing to do with their
|
|
subconscious fears and dreams?
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
I'm afraid not, sir. This is
|
|
real.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
That's what I was afraid you'd
|
|
say, Counselor.
|
|
|
|
CUT TO:
|
|
|
|
22 INT. SICKBAY
|
|
|
|
Laura sits patiently near her husband's bedside.
|
|
|
|
PAUL MANHEIM'S EYE CLICK OPEN
|
|
|
|
and they are crystal clear. There is a completely
|
|
normal air about him as he gazes around Sickbay.
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM
|
|
Where am I?
|
|
|
|
LAURA RUSHES TO HIS SIDE
|
|
|
|
and is truly happy to see her husband looking so well.
|
|
|
|
LAURA
|
|
Thank God. We're on the USS
|
|
Enterprise. They answered your
|
|
distress signal.
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM
|
|
I sent an S.O.S.?
|
|
|
|
LAURA
|
|
Yes. Oh, Paul, you're going to
|
|
be fine.
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM CHANGES
|
|
|
|
looking a little manic suddenly. He holds Laura's arm,
|
|
a little too tightly.
|
|
|
|
PAUL
|
|
I'm not fine, Laura. I'm not even
|
|
close to fine.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT THREE 35.
|
|
|
|
22 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
She is frightened by his intensity, but he holds her
|
|
there and makes her listen to him.
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
Always remember this one thing...
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY SEES WHAT'S HAPPENING
|
|
|
|
and touches her insignia.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
Professor Manheim is conscious.
|
|
|
|
She moves to check his vital signs, trying not to
|
|
interrupt the moment between the husband and wife.
|
|
|
|
NO ONE COULD INTERRUPT
|
|
|
|
him, he is obsessed with what he's telling his wife.
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM
|
|
Remember... It was worth it. What
|
|
happened, what will happen, all
|
|
of it. It was all worth it.
|
|
|
|
His eyes are the eyes of a wild and tortured man.
|
|
|
|
LAURA PULLS AWAY
|
|
|
|
from him, frightened.
|
|
|
|
LAURA
|
|
The Board was right. We should
|
|
have stayed at the Institute.
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM
|
|
Then you never would have seen
|
|
your Picard.
|
|
|
|
LAURA
|
|
What are you talking about?
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM
|
|
Fate.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY HEARS THIS
|
|
|
|
and tries hard to maintain her professional composure.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT THREE 36.
|
|
|
|
22 CONTINUED: (2)
|
|
|
|
LAURA
|
|
But, how could you know, I never
|
|
told you about Jean-Luc?
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM
|
|
I know more things now than I
|
|
could have learned in twenty
|
|
lifetimes. And one of the things
|
|
I know is that you, my darling,
|
|
belong with him. It's your
|
|
destiny.
|
|
|
|
LAURA TURNS AWAY
|
|
|
|
not wanting her husband to see that she feels what he's
|
|
saying is true.
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM GRABS HER AGAIN
|
|
|
|
obsessed.
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM
|
|
Laura, don't you understand, none
|
|
of that's important now. I've
|
|
been on the other side!
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY IS AFRAID
|
|
|
|
he might collapse into another seizure.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
Doctor Manheim, please try to stay
|
|
calm. There are many questions
|
|
we need to ask you.
|
|
|
|
PICARD BURSTS INTO
|
|
|
|
Sickbay. Troi and Data FOLLOW him IN.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Professor Manheim.
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM
|
|
Captain Picard.
|
|
|
|
The two men look at one another for a short beat...
|
|
like two rams ready to lock horns.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
We need your help. The situation
|
|
is not good.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT THREE 37.
|
|
|
|
22 CONTINUED: (3)
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM
|
|
And I need yours. My body seems
|
|
to be in poor physical condition.
|
|
I need you to go down to the
|
|
planet and collect my notes, my
|
|
calculations.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
We intend to. What exactly were
|
|
you working on when this window
|
|
to another dimension was opened?
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM IS SHOCKED
|
|
|
|
that they even know this much.
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM
|
|
How were you able to determine
|
|
that?
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
We are not totally without
|
|
resources.
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM
|
|
I'll speak to the Science Officer.
|
|
|
|
PICARD ISN'T THREATENED
|
|
|
|
as Mister Data STEPS FORWARD and faces his hero.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
Lieutenant Commander Data at your
|
|
service, Professor.
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM'S
|
|
I have spent the last twenty years
|
|
struggling with time/gravity
|
|
theories.
|
|
|
|
Data is impressed.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
I suspected it but I could not
|
|
be sure.
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM
|
|
There is one security system after
|
|
another on your way down to the
|
|
planet.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT THREE 38.
|
|
|
|
22 CONTINUED: (4)
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
We had the privilege of running
|
|
into one of them when we tried
|
|
to beam down.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
What about time/gravity?
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MANHEIM'S
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|
It's all in my notes.
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PICARD
|
|
I'd rather hear it from you
|
|
personally, a condensed version.
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|
MANHEIM
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|
There is hardly a condensed
|
|
version of the most complex theory
|
|
of the twenty-fourth century,
|
|
Captain Picard, but if you insist,
|
|
I'll attempt one that even you
|
|
will be able to understand.
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|
PICARD WANTS TO KNOCK
|
|
|
|
this guy right out of Sickbay and back out in space,
|
|
but he controls himself.
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|
MANHEIM
|
|
A star four light years away went
|
|
nova. I have been able to
|
|
mathematically... "latch" onto
|
|
the incredible gravity of this
|
|
smooth back globe and direct that
|
|
energy, that nearly immeasurable
|
|
force, into space.
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DATA IS TRANSFIXED
|
|
|
|
by the pure simplicity of it all -- even though he
|
|
realizes this is like a grain of sand to the whole
|
|
theory.
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PICARD
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|
So -- this energy, directed into
|
|
space, then what?
|
|
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|
MANHEIM
|
|
Then, abracadabra, Captain Picard,
|
|
we all see God! A window to
|
|
another dimension, isn't that how
|
|
you put it? So pedestrian.
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|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT THREE 39.
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|
22 CONTINUED: (5)
|
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PICARD
|
|
Fine. My scientific knowledge
|
|
isn't the issue here -- yours is.
|
|
You opened it. Are you brilliant
|
|
enough to close it?
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|
MANHEIM LOOKS AT
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|
|
|
Picard and starts to laugh.
|
|
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THE LAUGH BECOMES HYSTERICAL
|
|
|
|
and Beverly quickly moves to Manheim's side to
|
|
administer a shot.
|
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|
MANHEIM GRABS HER WRIST
|
|
|
|
until the hypospray falls out of her hand on the
|
|
floor.
|
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|
DATA AND PICARD
|
|
|
|
try to aid Beverly, but they are forced back with an
|
|
unseen BLAST OF ENERGY emanating from him.
|
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|
|
MANHEIM
|
|
Give me thirty cc's of trisinov.
|
|
I'll give you the correct
|
|
coordinates to beam safely to
|
|
Vandor and the electrical codes
|
|
you'll need to bypass security
|
|
systems to get into my lab.
|
|
|
|
THEY ALL STARE AT MANHEIM
|
|
|
|
he seems bigger than before, almost as if his upper
|
|
body has grown. His legs however seem shriveled and
|
|
weak.
|
|
|
|
23 INT. CONFERENCE ROOM
|
|
|
|
The starscape glows with a VIOLET HUE through the
|
|
conference room windows.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
I'm sorry Captain, my powers
|
|
appear to be quite useless in this
|
|
particular instance. Whatever
|
|
Professor Manheim is going through
|
|
is to feelings what white is to
|
|
color. I cannot distinguish one
|
|
feeling from another. They are
|
|
all there.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT THREE 40.
|
|
|
|
23 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Certainly hostility.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
It would seem he has reason to
|
|
feel hostile to you, sir, his
|
|
wife...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Yes, Counselor, let's stick to
|
|
the important issues. Lieutenant
|
|
Worf.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
Yes, sir?
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I want every heading that Manheim
|
|
gave Mister Data checked out and then
|
|
rechecked. No one's beaming down
|
|
to Vandor until we can be
|
|
reasonably sure they'll make it
|
|
through.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
Right away, sir.
|
|
|
|
WORF AND DATA LEAVE
|
|
|
|
the conference room.
|
|
|
|
PICARD TURNS TO RIKER
|
|
|
|
a little frayed around the edges.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I'll be in my quarters, Number
|
|
One.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Everything's under control,
|
|
Captain.
|
|
|
|
PICARD LOOKS AT RIKER
|
|
|
|
knowing that even Number One can't "control" what's
|
|
going on out there or in the battle between his head
|
|
and heart.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT THREE 41.
|
|
|
|
23 CONTINUED: (2)
|
|
|
|
PICARD LEAVES
|
|
|
|
the conference room.
|
|
|
|
TROI TURNS TO RIKER
|
|
|
|
and with understanding.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
He has had a great emotional
|
|
shock. This, coupled with the
|
|
strain of command, is wearing on
|
|
him.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Women!
|
|
|
|
TROI IS ANGRY
|
|
|
|
with Riker's response until she sees:
|
|
|
|
RIKER SMILES THAT
|
|
|
|
devilish smile of his... he's teasing her.
|
|
|
|
TROI GATHERS HER PAPERS
|
|
|
|
and prepares to leave the room.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
I would think that someone who
|
|
has so recently seen God would
|
|
be a little more... well...
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
... No one ever said that God
|
|
didn't have a sense of humor.
|
|
|
|
SHE LEAVES AND HE FOLLOWS
|
|
|
|
close behind.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Did you ever hear the one about...
|
|
|
|
24 INT. PICARD'S QUARTERS
|
|
|
|
The captain ENTERS and with one deep breath releases
|
|
some of the postures of command. He moves to a
|
|
shelving unit in his room and takes a tiny glass
|
|
figurine off the shelf.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT THREE 42.
|
|
|
|
24 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
LAURA (O.S.)
|
|
You saved it. All these years.
|
|
|
|
PICARD TURNS TOWARD HER
|
|
|
|
He is surprised and yet;
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I wondered when you would come.
|
|
|
|
PICARD'S POV - LAURA
|
|
|
|
looking more ravishingly beautiful than any woman has
|
|
a right to. She poses in a comfortable lounge chair.
|
|
|
|
PICARD SETS THE FIGURINE
|
|
|
|
down and kneels at Laura's side.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
You are so beautiful, my throat
|
|
feels as if it will close and I
|
|
will never be able to tell you
|
|
how beautiful you truly are.
|
|
|
|
LAURA'S EYES SWIM IN TEARS
|
|
|
|
as she takes Jean-Luc's face in both her hands and
|
|
bends towards him.
|
|
|
|
LAURA
|
|
My love, why didn't you come to
|
|
meet me that last day in Paris?
|
|
|
|
PICARD CAN'T LOOK AT HER.
|
|
|
|
He leans his head in her lap.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Fear. Fear of losing you. Fear
|
|
of staying and losing myself.
|
|
|
|
LAURA TILTS HIS
|
|
|
|
chin up so that they are eye to eye.
|
|
|
|
LAURA
|
|
Not a day went by that I didn't
|
|
look up into the sky and will you
|
|
to know...
|
|
|
|
(MORE)
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT THREE 43.
|
|
|
|
24 CONTINUED: (2)
|
|
|
|
LAURA (Cont'd)
|
|
(beat)
|
|
... to know that I loved you still.
|
|
I always did and Jean-Luc, I
|
|
always will.
|
|
|
|
PICARD TENDERLY KISSES HER
|
|
|
|
and she melts down out of the chair into him.
|
|
|
|
THEIR KISSES REKINDLE
|
|
|
|
the passion of two young people in Paris and then go
|
|
far beyond that, into the fuller passion of two adults.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
My love. I cannot live without
|
|
you.
|
|
|
|
LAURA
|
|
I'll never leave you again.
|
|
|
|
PICARD HOLDS LAURA
|
|
|
|
to him as he stands and walks to the bed.
|
|
|
|
THEIR EYES NEVER WAVER
|
|
|
|
boring holes into each other.
|
|
|
|
THEY SINK ONTO THE BED
|
|
|
|
and into each other's arms, sealing the bond they have
|
|
just made.
|
|
|
|
FADE OUT:
|
|
|
|
END OF ACT THREE
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT FOUR 44.
|
|
|
|
ACT FOUR
|
|
|
|
FADE IN:
|
|
|
|
25 EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
in orbit around Vandor
|
|
|
|
26 INT. SICKBAY
|
|
|
|
Beverly is checking Paul's vital signs when he drifts
|
|
into consciousness. He stares at her intently for a
|
|
moment.
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM
|
|
Who are you?
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
I'm Doctor Crusher and I'm trying...
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM
|
|
Imposter! Touch me and you touch
|
|
whatever your head can't
|
|
understand. I am real. You are
|
|
illusion.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
Try to rest.
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM
|
|
I am rest. I am action. I am you.
|
|
Imposter.
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM LAPSES BACK
|
|
|
|
into a fevered fitful sleep.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
I wish I could talk to you --
|
|
Professor Manheim. I bet you were
|
|
really something.
|
|
|
|
TROI QUIETLY ENTERS
|
|
|
|
Sickbay. Beverly is surprised to see her and joins
|
|
her at the door.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
Deanna?
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
I wanted to see how he was doing.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT FOUR 45.
|
|
|
|
26 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
The same. Nothing I do seems to
|
|
make any difference.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY SMILES
|
|
|
|
at Troi.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
That's not why you're here.
|
|
|
|
TROI SHAKES
|
|
|
|
her head "no."
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
I'm supposed to be the empath.
|
|
|
|
Beverly gestures her to follow her to the outer office.
|
|
|
|
27 INT. SICKBAY - DR. CRUSHER'S OFFICE
|
|
|
|
Beverly keeps working as Troi talks to her.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
Are you all right?
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
Why wouldn't I be? I've got one
|
|
of the medical wonders of the
|
|
galaxy dying in my Sickbay.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
That isn't what I meant.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
I don't think I want to talk about
|
|
what I think you mean.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY BUMPS INTO
|
|
|
|
a table and pushes it out of the way as she continues
|
|
to work.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
You're not helping the situation
|
|
by pretending it doesn't exist.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY WHIRLS AROUND
|
|
|
|
almost knocking a tube off the table.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT FOUR 46.
|
|
|
|
27 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
I'm making it worse?
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
I didn't say that. I said you're
|
|
not helping it. Or yourself.
|
|
Or the captain.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
That's his problem.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY MOVES THINGS
|
|
|
|
from place to place. Troi calmly looks at her, willing
|
|
her to stand still.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
All right. I'm still not sure
|
|
how I feel about him. Now it
|
|
looks as if I'll never know...
|
|
are you happy? I said it.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
Talk to him.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
No. I can't compete with a ghost
|
|
from his past. No one could.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
She's not a ghost. She's here
|
|
right now.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
She may be in the here and now,
|
|
but it's the ghost he sees. No
|
|
Deanna, he'll have to work it
|
|
through without my... input.
|
|
|
|
SHE SLAMS A PIECE
|
|
|
|
of equipment back into its place.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
There. Now I feel better.
|
|
thanks, Deanna.
|
|
|
|
TROI STARES KNOWINGLY AFTER
|
|
|
|
Beverly as she WALKS BACK into Sickbay.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT FOUR 47.
|
|
|
|
28 INT. MAIN BRIDGE
|
|
|
|
Picard impatiently taps his fingers on the command
|
|
chair. Data pores over his console as Riker watches.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
How soon, Mister Data?
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
I am almost through comparing the
|
|
calculations, Captain.
|
|
|
|
PICARD IS STARTLED
|
|
|
|
when Beverly's voice comes through.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY'S COM VOICE
|
|
Bridge, this is Sickbay. Doctor
|
|
Manheim is awake and asking to
|
|
speak with you, Captain. Alone.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
On my way, Doctor.
|
|
|
|
HE JUMPS UP
|
|
|
|
from the Command Chair and HURRIES TOWARDS the
|
|
turbolift.
|
|
|
|
RIKER AND DATA
|
|
|
|
return to their calculations. Data finishes and looks
|
|
at Riker.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Can we do it?
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
I believe so. But it must be
|
|
soon. Sensors indicate a rapid
|
|
deterioration of the atmosphere.
|
|
|
|
RIKER LOOKS AT
|
|
|
|
Data. He'd like a little more assurance.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
I cannot be more sure than that,
|
|
Commander. Not until I see what
|
|
is in Professor Manheim's
|
|
laboratory.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Okay. Let's get ready. Worf.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT FOUR 48.
|
|
|
|
29 INT. SICKBAY
|
|
|
|
Picard ENTERS, not having any idea what he'll find.
|
|
Beverly gestures to Manheim.
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM IS SITTING
|
|
|
|
up, conscious, but battling with an unseen enemy.
|
|
|
|
PICARD WALKS BRISKLY
|
|
|
|
to his bedside.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
You asked for me.
|
|
|
|
Manheim struggles to make sense.
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM
|
|
You belong with Laura. It's the
|
|
way it's supposed to be. Give
|
|
me your word you'll take care of
|
|
her.
|
|
|
|
PICARD IS FURIOUS
|
|
|
|
at the arrogance of this man. And he's feeling a
|
|
little guilty too.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I did not come here to discuss
|
|
her. I will not discuss her with
|
|
you until your irresponsible
|
|
actions are checked and until my
|
|
away team is back on this ship
|
|
safe and sound.
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM'S FEVERED EYES
|
|
|
|
bore into the captain.
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM
|
|
It is only Laura who concerns me.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Then she is wrong. We are very
|
|
different, you and I. For which
|
|
I am grateful.
|
|
|
|
PICARD STRIDES TOWARDS
|
|
|
|
the door.
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM
|
|
Good. You will take care of her.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT FOUR 49.
|
|
|
|
30 INT. TRANSPORTER ROOM (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
Geordi is at the controls this time as the three away
|
|
Team members STEP ONTO the pad. They carry very small,
|
|
portable respirator packs on their chests.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
I have the coordinates exactly
|
|
in the corridor the Professor
|
|
specified.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
We're ready.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
Good luck.
|
|
|
|
Geordi operates the controls and the away team BEAMS
|
|
DOWN.
|
|
|
|
31 INT. VANDOR - CORRIDOR (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
as the away team BEAMS IN. It is DARK and they
|
|
immediately feel the difference in atmosphere.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Respirators on.
|
|
|
|
They turn their packs on and move as quickly as they
|
|
can, Worf in the lead, towards the laboratory door.
|
|
|
|
SUDDENLY ANOTHER STRONG
|
|
|
|
burst of ENERGY BLASTS THROUGH THE CORRIDOR, sending
|
|
the away team flying and ROLLING to safety.
|
|
|
|
The corridor PULSATES WITH THE VIOLET COLORS of the
|
|
other dimension.
|
|
|
|
32 EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
WAVES OF COLOR RADIATE OFF THE ENTERPRISE.
|
|
|
|
33 INT. MAIN BRIDGE
|
|
|
|
The bridge crew holds its own against the assault.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
Shields barely holding, sir.
|
|
Damage reports coming in.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Contact the away team!
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT FOUR 50.
|
|
|
|
34 INT. SICKBAY
|
|
|
|
Laura is at the side of her husband, trying to hold
|
|
him down, trying to will him to be well. With every
|
|
assault, he too is assaulted.
|
|
|
|
35 INT. VANDOR - CORRIDOR (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
The onslaught over, the away team cautiously makes its
|
|
way towards Manheim's laboratory.
|
|
|
|
PICARD'S COM VOICE
|
|
Maintain an open frequency, Number
|
|
One.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Frequency open, sir.
|
|
|
|
NEXT TO THE LABORATORY
|
|
|
|
Data removes a panel next to the door, and begins to
|
|
insert the code Manheim gave them. Worf watches the
|
|
corridor carefully.
|
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DATA FINISHES ENTERING
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the code and the lab doors OPEN partially.
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SUDDENLY WORF NOTICES
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several openings along the edges of the wall.
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WORF
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Look out!
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THE THREE DIVE
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for cover as LASER FIRE COMMENCES.
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THEY ROLL BACK AND FORTH
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out of range of attack.
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ALL THREE PULL
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their phasers and RETURN FIRE to the source of the
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attacks.
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QUIET SETTLES
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in the corridor. The away team cautiously pick
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themselves up.
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STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT FOUR 51.
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35 CONTINUED:
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RIKER
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Manheim forgot to mention that
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one.
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THEY LOOK AT EACH
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other and allow themselves a slight REACTION.
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THE THREE OF THEM SQUEEZE
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through the narrow opening into the darkness of the
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lab.
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FADE OUT.
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END OF ACT FOUR
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STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT FIVE 52.
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ACT FIVE
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FADE IN:
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36 INT. VANDOR - MANHEIM'S LABORATORY - CONTINUOUS ACTION
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Data touches a wallplate and the LIGHTS GO ON. His
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eye is immediately attracted to an instrument panel
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-- a floating RED LIGHT, a small board of numbers, a
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narrow slot and a clock.
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THE CLOCK COUNTS DOWN
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the micro-seconds... starting from ten minutes.
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WORF
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What is it?
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DATA
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Hopefully, an easily deactivated
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alarm system.
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RIKER
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More surprises.
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DATA IS ALREADY
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examining the board. He sticks his hand in the slot
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and the seconds keep on disappearing.
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RIKER
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Captain, a problem with Manheim's
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security. Any chance he's awake?
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37 INT. MAIN BRIDGE (INTERCUT AS NEEDED)
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Picard and Troi REACT.
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PICARD
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No, Commander. Doctor Crusher
|
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is under orders to inform me if
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the professor regains
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consciousness.
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(beat)
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What's the problem?
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DATA FINISHES TAKING
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his readings and turns to Riker.
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STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT FIVE 53.
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37 CONTINUED:
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DATA
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|
Professor Manheim's state of
|
|
consciousness is of little use
|
|
to us.
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PICARD
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Explain.
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|
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DATA
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It appears, sir, he was more
|
|
interested in making certain his
|
|
notes were destroyed than in
|
|
our safety. When we came into
|
|
the lab we triggered an explosive
|
|
device. In less than ten minutes
|
|
the lab and whoever is in it will
|
|
cease to exist.
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|
|
|
PICARD
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I'd like to wake him up myself.
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DATA
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|
Do not bother, sir. Manheim
|
|
himself could not stop this. It
|
|
is deactivated by a photogenetic
|
|
code. Manheim's is altered.
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|
RIKER
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|
My suggestion is to continue the
|
|
mission posthaste.
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|
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PICARD
|
|
You've got seven minutes. I don't
|
|
care what you've found or what
|
|
you're doing, clear?
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Yes, sir. Worf check the outer
|
|
perimeter -- carefully. And
|
|
Data...
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|
|
|
DATA IS ALREADY
|
|
|
|
immersed in the computer. His face shows the magnitude
|
|
of what he's learning and the respect he has fo this
|
|
knowledge.
|
|
|
|
THE COMPUTER SCREEN
|
|
|
|
speeds through Manheim's notes.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
Truly incredible.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT FIVE 54.
|
|
|
|
38 INT. MAIN BRIDGE
|
|
|
|
Geordi reports to Picard.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
Sir, the sensor findings from the
|
|
last blast are in.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
And?
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
They're different from all
|
|
previous waves.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
In magnitude, in energy mass, in
|
|
composition?
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
In every way, sir. It would seem
|
|
we are dealing with something
|
|
that's not even remotely easy to
|
|
classify. We might sit here for
|
|
the next hundred years being
|
|
blasted daily, and no two blasts
|
|
would be the same.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
Anything could happen. We're
|
|
dealing with another dimension.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Are you saying it could
|
|
arbitrarily, or even with fine
|
|
methodology, change direction and
|
|
instead of blasting us, draw us
|
|
in... suck us through the window?
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
That would certainly be a viable
|
|
possibility, sir. One of
|
|
trillions.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
With so much to fear, there is
|
|
truly nothing to do but remain
|
|
calm.
|
|
|
|
39 INT. VANDOR - MANHEIM'S LABORATORY
|
|
|
|
The clock shows seven minutes and a few seconds.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT FIVE 55.
|
|
|
|
39 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
DATA CALMLY WORKS
|
|
|
|
at the computer. Worf and Riker stand by... not so
|
|
calmly.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
It is the only chance we have.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
What is?
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
A reversal of the same effect
|
|
Doctor Manheim has programmed into
|
|
the computer.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
How?
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
There is no time to reprogram.
|
|
You will need to physically change
|
|
microchips the same time I program
|
|
the correct instructions here.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Captain, we have a plan.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Proceed, and report at regular
|
|
intervals.
|
|
|
|
DATA IS UP AND OPENS
|
|
|
|
two steel doors electronically.
|
|
|
|
THEY ENTER A SILO-TYPE
|
|
|
|
structure. The walls are perfectly smooth.
|
|
Occasionally brooken by small grill work, shielding the
|
|
guts of the machinery.
|
|
|
|
DATA POINTS UP
|
|
|
|
to the top of the twenty foot structure.
|
|
|
|
THEIR POV - UP
|
|
|
|
to the very top.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT FIVE 56.
|
|
|
|
39 CONTINUED: (2)
|
|
|
|
DATA (O.S.)
|
|
Someone must climb to the top.
|
|
The circuits we need to change
|
|
are in that panel.
|
|
|
|
RIKER AND WORF
|
|
|
|
look at one another... both of them are suffering from
|
|
the lack of oxygen and yet both of them want to go.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
Whoever goes will be in more
|
|
danger than falling. A great heat
|
|
is generated in this chamber.
|
|
Enough to disintegrate any of us
|
|
in seconds.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
What about the doors, the ones
|
|
we came in? If they stay open,
|
|
would the system short out? Heat
|
|
of that magnitude requires a seal
|
|
of some sort, doesn't it?
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
We cannot do it electronically.
|
|
I need to use full power to
|
|
reverse the effect.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
I will keep the doors from
|
|
closing.
|
|
|
|
THEY PREPARE TO EXECUTE
|
|
|
|
the plan.
|
|
|
|
THE CLOCK NOW READS
|
|
|
|
less than five minutes.
|
|
|
|
RIKER TAKES HIGH-TECH CLIMBING GEAR
|
|
|
|
out of his chest pack. He ENTERS the cylinder.
|
|
|
|
WORF READIES HIMSELF
|
|
|
|
between the steel doors, summoning all the Klingon
|
|
strength of the ages.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT FIVE 57.
|
|
|
|
40 INT. MAIN BRIDGE
|
|
|
|
Captain Picard waits on the Enterprise.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Away team, report.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
Sir, we are executing the plan.
|
|
|
|
RIKER CLIMBS
|
|
|
|
up the cylinder.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
You've got three minutes, no more.
|
|
Transporter Room, lock onto their
|
|
coordinates and be ready to beam
|
|
them up the instant of my command.
|
|
|
|
DATA WAITS AT THE COMPUTER
|
|
|
|
like a church organist ready to play for the coronation
|
|
of the pope.
|
|
|
|
WORF LOOKS UP
|
|
|
|
and signals to Data.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
He's past the halfway mark.
|
|
|
|
RIKER HANGS BREATHLESS
|
|
|
|
on the wall of the cylinder.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Captain, I need more time.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
You haven't got it.
|
|
|
|
RIKER PRESSES FORWARD QUICKLY
|
|
|
|
not looking back.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
(to Data)
|
|
He's almost there.
|
|
|
|
WORF PRESSES HIS MASSIVE
|
|
|
|
arms against the doors and crouches in a weight lifter
|
|
crouch.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT FIVE 58.
|
|
|
|
40 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
DATA TOUCHES A BUTTON
|
|
|
|
on the panel and the SOUND OF MACHINERY coming to life
|
|
fills the lab.
|
|
|
|
WORF STRAINS WITH EVERY CELL
|
|
|
|
in his body to hold the doors open.
|
|
|
|
RIKER REACHES THE TOP
|
|
|
|
and barely has the breath to speak, but manages:
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Go, Data.
|
|
|
|
DATA BEGINS THE PROGRAM
|
|
|
|
and calmly touches his insignia and speaks to Riker.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
Remember Commander -- it is the
|
|
blue chip you switch with the
|
|
yellow chip.
|
|
|
|
WORF STRAINS, SWEAT
|
|
|
|
pouring down his face.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
Ready, five, four, three, two,
|
|
one.
|
|
|
|
RIKER SWITCHES THE CHIPS
|
|
|
|
and clings to the wall like he's hugging his mother.
|
|
|
|
WORF EXHALES
|
|
|
|
with purpose as a BLAST of hot air WHOOSHES past him
|
|
and through the lab.
|
|
|
|
OUTSIDE THE LAB
|
|
|
|
a BEAM OF LIGHT starts from high up in the sky and is
|
|
drawn to the tip of the cylinder.
|
|
|
|
THERE IS A FLASH
|
|
|
|
OF LIGHT and..
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Beam them back.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT FIVE 59.
|
|
|
|
41 INT. TRANSPORTER ROOM (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
As the away team MATERIALIZES on the pad. They are
|
|
exuberant with the feeling of brotherhood.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Did it work?
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
It is well patched... Closed in
|
|
this sense would be an equation...
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Patched is good enough.
|
|
|
|
DATA TILTS HIS
|
|
|
|
head and shares his inner clock with them.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
By my calculation, the laboratory
|
|
just disintegrated.
|
|
|
|
42 INT. SICKBAY
|
|
|
|
Paul Manheim is sitting straight up in bed and he is
|
|
a new man, completely different in demeanor and look
|
|
than ever before.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
But this is amazing. All your
|
|
readings are completely normal.
|
|
There's even been a complete
|
|
nerve regeneration.
|
|
|
|
PAUL MANHEIM GRASPS
|
|
|
|
Beverly's hand in a gentle and kindly gesture.
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM
|
|
Where is my wife? Is Laura all
|
|
right?
|
|
|
|
PICARD AND LAURA ENTER
|
|
|
|
Sickbay at the same time.
|
|
|
|
LAURA
|
|
Paul?
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM
|
|
The effect has been reversed,
|
|
darling. It's safe now.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT FIVE 60.
|
|
|
|
42 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
She RUSHES TO HIM and is genuinely happy to see that
|
|
he is going to be all right.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
There are no residual effects.
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM TURNS TO BEVERLY
|
|
|
|
and gentlemanly corrects her.
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM
|
|
No, Doctor, I am not the same man
|
|
I was before.
|
|
|
|
He holds his wife to him.
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
I still have the same vision, but,
|
|
Captain Picard, I would like to
|
|
request a science team to help
|
|
me rebuild. I would like to start
|
|
fresh, and do everything the right
|
|
way this time.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I'm sure the Federation will want
|
|
to help you in any way they can,
|
|
as long as you are willing to now
|
|
be a part of the Federation.
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM NODS
|
|
|
|
and strokes Laura's hand.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
The science team will be arranged.
|
|
|
|
MANHEIM
|
|
All volunteers, I insist. No one
|
|
on Vandor will be there unless
|
|
they want to be there.
|
|
|
|
He looks at Laura and Laura looks from this great,
|
|
great man, who has just become even greater to...
|
|
|
|
PICARD WATCHING HER
|
|
|
|
with an understanding look.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT FIVE 61.
|
|
|
|
43 INT. HOLODECK
|
|
|
|
Jean-Luc Picard sits at the same table in the same cafe
|
|
in Paris. He sips a glass of red wine.
|
|
|
|
LAURA WALKS INTO
|
|
|
|
the picture.
|
|
|
|
LAURA
|
|
I hope you don't mind. I
|
|
convinced the technician you
|
|
wouldn't.
|
|
|
|
PICARD TURNS TO HER
|
|
|
|
and stands, offering her a chair.
|
|
|
|
LAURA
|
|
Oh, no, I won't be staying.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I know.
|
|
|
|
LAURA
|
|
I wanted to say good-bye here,
|
|
not in the Transporter Room.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
You have more courage than I did.
|
|
|
|
LAURA
|
|
More courage than a young man in
|
|
first love, yes. More courage
|
|
than Jean-Luc Picard, Captain of
|
|
the USS Enterprise -- I doubt
|
|
there are many who could boast
|
|
that.
|
|
|
|
HE STANDS AND HOLDS HER
|
|
|
|
in the warmest embrace... one that he will treasure
|
|
through the decades, an embrace of the deepest kind
|
|
of love.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I eat, sleep and dream your
|
|
softness -- could it be enough?
|
|
|
|
LAURA
|
|
We would have been the richest,
|
|
most gloriously happy two people
|
|
in all the worlds.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT FIVE 62.
|
|
|
|
43 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
SHE TURNS TO GO
|
|
|
|
and doesn't look back.
|
|
|
|
PICARD WATCHES HER LEAVE
|
|
|
|
memorizing her step, everything about her.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I cannot say good-bye to you.
|
|
|
|
44 INT. MAIN BRIDGE
|
|
|
|
Riker, Troi, Data, Geordi and Worf are all on the
|
|
bridge.
|
|
|
|
THE CAPTAIN ENTERS
|
|
|
|
and they all look at Picard as if they are slightly
|
|
worried about him.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Is anything wrong?
|
|
|
|
Everyone goes about their business.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
No, sir.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Then set course for Sarona Eight.
|
|
As I remember we were on our way
|
|
for some much needed R and R.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
Aye, sir. Course set and laid in.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Warp five. Engage.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI MAKES THE
|
|
|
|
necessary computations.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
I've only been there once, but
|
|
there's this great bar -- I can't
|
|
remember the name of it, they
|
|
serve these blue concoctions...
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "... Paris" - 2/22/88 - ACT FIVE 63.
|
|
|
|
44 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
... It's across the square from
|
|
the Zanza Men's Dance Palace.
|
|
|
|
They both look at her. Troi half-smiles.
|
|
|
|
PICARD LOOKS FORWARD
|
|
|
|
into his future without Laura, the future that begins
|
|
on Sarona 8. He turns to Riker.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
It's called the Blue Parrot Cafe
|
|
-- and you're buying.
|
|
|
|
FADE OUT.
|
|
|
|
END OF ACT FIVE
|
|
|
|
THE END
|
|
|