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STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION
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"Liaisons"
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(fka "The Journey")
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#40277-254
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Story by
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Roger Eschbacher & Jaq Greenspan
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Teleplay by
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Jeanne Carrigan-Fauci & Lisa Rich
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Directed by
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Cliff Bole
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THE WRITING CREDITS MAY NOT BE FINAL AND SHOULD NOT BE USED
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FOR PUBLICITY OR ADVERTISING PURPOSES WITHOUT FIRST CHECKING
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WITH THE TELEVISION LEGAL DEPARTMENT.
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Copyright 1993 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 This script is not for publication or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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JULY 6, 1993
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STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - CAST
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STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION
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"Liaisons"
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CAST
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PICARD BYLETH
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RIKER LOQUEL
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DATA PILOT
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BEVERLY ANNA
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TROI BOY
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WORF
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GEORDI
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Non-Speaking
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N.D. SUPERNUMERARIES
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N.D. ENGINEERS
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STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - SETS
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STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION
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"Liaisons"
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SETS
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INTERIORS EXTERIORS
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USS ENTERPRISE USS ENTERPRISE
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WORF'S QUARTERS
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SHUTTLEBAY PLANET'S SURFACE
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TEN FORWARD
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CORRIDOR ALIEN SHUTTLECRAFT
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ENGINEERING
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OBSERVATION LOUNGE
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RIKER'S QUARTERS
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ALIEN SHUTTLECRAFT
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CARGO FREIGHTER
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STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - PRONUNCIATION GUIDE
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STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION
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"Liaisons"
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PRONUNCIATION GUIDE
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BUSSARD buh-SARD
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BYLETH BYE-leth
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IYAARANS ee-YAR-uns
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IYAR ee-YAR
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KTARIAN kit-AR-ee-un
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PAPALLA puh-PALL-uh
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TARVOKIAN tar-VOKE-ee-un
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TERELLIAN teh-RELL-ee-un
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VOVAL voh-VALL
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ANNA AH-nah
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STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - TEASER 1.
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STAR TREK: The Next Generation
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"Liaisons"
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TEASER
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FADE IN:
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1 INT. WORF'S QUARTERS
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CLOSE ON WORF'S FACE. He looks disgusted. Off camera,
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his hands are working furiously at something... and he
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grows more and more agitated by whatever he's doing...
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2 WIDEN TO REVEAL
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Worf standing in front of a mirror. He is wearing a
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Starfleet DRESS UNIFORM -- a thigh-level tunic with
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pants underneath. He is attempting to tie an ornate
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SASH around his chest, but it isn't easy. He steps
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back and takes a look -- it's crooked and sloppy.
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Frustrated, he undoes the sash and starts tying it
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again. He just can't get it right...
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The door CHIMES.
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WORF
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Enter.
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RIKER ENTERS, also in a dress uniform. He's surprised
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to see that Worf is not ready.
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RIKER
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Worf, they're going to be here any
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minute.
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Worf tugs at his sash -- it's hopeless.
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WORF
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I am having... problems.
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Riker moves over and starts to help him tie the sash.
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RIKER
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If I didn't know you better, I'd
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say you were procrastinating.
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WORF
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Klingons do not procrastinate.
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Riker gives him a look, and Worf is forced to back down
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a bit.
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STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - TEASER 2.
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2 CONTINUED:
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WORF
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(continuing)
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It is a... tactical delay.
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RIKER
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(tying sash)
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All you have to do is spend five
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minutes greeting the Iyaarans and
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another hour or so making small
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talk at the reception. I'm the
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one who has to spend the next
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three days escorting them around
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the ship.
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WORF
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I do not enjoy these diplomatic
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situations.
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RIKER
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It's all part of being in
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Starfleet.
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(ties sash)
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There.
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They look in the mirror. Worf eyes his dress uniform --
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the sash... the short-hemmed tunic.
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WORF
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And I do not see why it is
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necessary to wear these ridiculous
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uniforms.
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RIKER
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Protocol.
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WORF
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They look like... dresses.
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RIKER
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Worf, that is a remarkably
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outmoded and sexist attitude. I'm
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surprised at you.
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They head for the door.
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RIKER
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(continuing)
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Besides, you look great in a
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dress.
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STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - TEASER 3.
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2 CONTINUED: (2)
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OFF Worf's look...
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CUT TO:
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3 INT. SHUTTLEBAY
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An ALIEN SHUTTLECRAFT sits in the bay. PICARD and TROI
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(Picard in his jacket, carrying a duffel bag; Troi in
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dress uniform;) are facing the shuttle. Riker and Worf
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are also present. Clearly, this is a very important
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moment for all of them. Except for Worf, who looks
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distinctly uncomfortable.
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The shuttle doors OPEN and three distinctive-looking
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aliens -- IYAARANS -- step out to greet the group.
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AMBASSADOR LOQUEL... AMBASSADOR BYLETH... and the
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shuttle's PILOT, VOVAL. All three wear featureless
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clothing -- there are NO ornaments or extraneous
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styling whatsoever -- it should suggest a purely
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functional, utilitarian garment.
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Picard steps forward to greet the Ambassadors.
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PICARD
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Ambassador Loquel... Ambassador
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Byleth. I'm Captain Picard.
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Welcome aboard the Enterprise.
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The Ambassadors bow politely, a ceremonial gesture.
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LOQUEL
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It is our pleasure to be here,
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Captain.
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PICARD
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We are honored to be the site of
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the first cultural exchange
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between the Iyaaran people and the
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Federation.
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BYLETH
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Yes, yes. The next seven days
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should prove most illuminating.
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Loquel gestures toward the pilot.
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LOQUEL
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Allow me to introduce Voval. He
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will be taking you back to our
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homeworld.
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Picard nods and smiles at the pilot.
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STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - TEASER 4.
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3 CONTINUED:
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PICARD
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Pleased to meet you.
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The pilot stares back silently, a neutral expression on
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his face. It throws Picard off for just a second, then --
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PICARD
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(to Ambassadors)
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I'm looking forward to meeting
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with the Premier of Iyar.
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4 INLCUDE WORF
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as the diplomatic pleasantries continue. He is bored
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stiff...
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PICARD
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(continuing)
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There will be a reception in your
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honor where you'll meet the rest
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of the Senior Staff. I'll be on
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my way to your home world, of
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course -- but I'm leaving you in
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the hands of my most experienced
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officers.
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He gestures toward Worf.
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PICARD
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Lieutenant Worf, of the Klingon
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Empire, is our head of security.
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He will be responsible for your
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safety while you're on board.
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Worf nods stiffly, and Byleth in particular takes
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notice of him, staring intently. Picard moves on, but
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Byleth continues to look at Worf.
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STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - TEASER 4A.
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4 CONTINUED:
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PICARD
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Counselor Deanna Troi from the
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Planet Betazed will be your
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personal liaison, Ambassador
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Loquel.
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Troi smiles and steps forward.
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STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - TEASER 5.
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4 CONTINUED: (2)
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TROI
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Ambassador Loquel, it's an honor
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to meet you. May I show you to
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your quarters before we attend the
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reception?
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LOQUEL
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Please.
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Loquel follows Troi toward the door.
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PICARD
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And my First Officer, Commander
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William Riker from the planet
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Earth, will be assigned to you,
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Ambassador Byleth.
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BYLETH
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(looking at Worf)
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I want this one.
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Worf reacts to this, puzzled and surprised. Picard
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looks from one to the other.
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PICARD
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Commander Riker is a skilled
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diplomat, with wide experience in
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inter-species contact --
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BYLETH
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I'm sure, I'm sure. But I have
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decided. I want this Lieutenant
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Worf.
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Worf looks stricken... glances at Picard for
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salvation... but Picard wants to accommodate.
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PICARD
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Well. That will be -- just fine.
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Mister Worf... ?
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There's no out. Worf takes a breath, turns to Byleth.
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WORF
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Yes... Ambassador, I would be
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pleased to --
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BYLETH
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(waving dismissal)
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Yes, yes. Enough of that. Show
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me to my quarters.
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STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - TEASER 5A.
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4 CONTINUED: (3)
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And he turns and stalks toward the door. Worf gives
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one last desperate look toward Riker, then follows
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Byleth. Riker exchanges a glance with Picard. This
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should be interesting...
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FADE OUT.
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END OF TEASER
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STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - ACT ONE 6.
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ACT ONE
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FADE IN:
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(NOTE: Episode credits fall over opening scenes.)
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5 EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)
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at impulse.
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6 INT. TEN FORWARD
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The reception is in progress. Riker, Worf, Troi and
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DATA are there with several other Starfleet Officers.
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(They are still in their dress uniforms.) A large
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BUFFET TABLE has been set-up -- it's topped with
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various FOOD and DRINKS.
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7 ON TROI AND AMBASSADOR LOQUEL
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moving along the buffet table. Troi holds an empty
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plate; Loquel also holds a plate, but his is piled high
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with food. As they talk, he keeps putting more food
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onto his plate.
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TROI
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So first thing tomorrow, I thought
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I'd take you on a tour... show you
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the operational centers and the
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residential decks of the ship.
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Then after that, we could spend
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some time discussing some of the
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cultural underpinnings of your
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society --
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LOQUEL
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Are you going to eat?
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Troi stops.
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TROI
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Excuse me?
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He gestures at her empty plate.
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LOQUEL
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You have no food on your plate.
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Are you going to eat?
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STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - ACT ONE 7.
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7 CONTINUED:
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TROI
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Oh... actually, I was waiting
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until we got to the dessert tray.
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He looks at her, not entirely clear on the concept.
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LOQUEL
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"Dessert... " What is that?
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TROI
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It's something we eat after the
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main course. It's usually very
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sweet... usually very bad for
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you. We eat it purely for
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pleasure.
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(beat)
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If you ask me, it's the best part
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of any meal.
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He considers this.
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LOQUEL
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My people eat only for
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nourishment.
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Troi leads him to the DESSERT TRAY, which is filled
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with various treats. Loquel looks on with fascination.
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TROI
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(continuing)
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Let me introduce you to some of my
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favorites...
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(indicates desserts)
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Here we have peach cobbler with
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whipped cream. Tarvokian powder
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cake...
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(beat)
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But over here -- this is my very
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favorite.
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Troi indicates a dome-shaped confection half the size
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of a bowling ball -- and completely covered with
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chocolate.
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STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - ACT ONE 8.
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7 CONTINUED: (2)
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TROI
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(continuing)
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This is a Ktarian Chocolate Puff.
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I'm not exactly sure what's in
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it... but I think there are at
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least seventeen varieties of
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chocolate inside.
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Troi takes a modest slice and puts it on her plate,
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offers it to him. Loquel takes a small bite with his
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fork... considers the taste... then reacts with intense
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pleasure. He tries to find words to describe the
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sensation...
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LOQUEL
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It is... it is...
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TROI
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Delicious?
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LOQUEL
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(smiles at the word)
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"Delicious... "
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Troi smiles.
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TROI
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Ambassador... I think we're going
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to get along very well.
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She gestures toward a table.
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TROI
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Shall we?
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He nods. Troi moves toward the table to sit down.
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Loquel eyes the dessert tray a moment, then innocently
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picks up the entire platter of desserts and follows
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Troi...
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8 WORF, BEVERLY AND AMBASSADOR BYLETH
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sitting at a table. They all have food in front of
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them. Byleth takes a bite of his food, reacts with
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disgust. He shoves his plate of food toward Worf.
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BYLETH
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This is unacceptable.
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WORF
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I am sorry if you do not care for
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our --
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STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - ACT ONE 9.
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8 CONTINUED:
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BYLETH
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Bring me new food. I require a
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higher protein and enzymatic
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content.
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Worf takes a beat, tries to hold his temper. Beverly
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intercedes.
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BEVERLY
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Our custom in a situation like
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this is to serve ourselves. It's
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called a "buffet," and usually
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people prefer to choose --
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BYLETH
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(to Worf, as if to a
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child)
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Bring... me... new... food.
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Worf rises stiffly as Beverly tries to reach Byleth.
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BEVERLY
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Ambassador...
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WORF
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It is all right, Doctor. I am
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happy to bring more food.
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Worf moves off to the buffet table. He picks up a long
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knife and begins cutting at some meat... going at it
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with a decidedly violent sub-text. Data approaches.
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DATA
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(to Worf)
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How is your diplomatic assignment
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progressing so far?
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WORF
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(terse)
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Fine.
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Data watches as Worf hacks at the meat.
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STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT ONE 10.
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8 CONTINUED: (2)
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DATA
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I have found that in moments of
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diplomatic tension, it is often
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helpful to find elements of
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commonality.
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Worf considers this for a moment.
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WORF
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Ambassador Byleth is...
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demanding... temperamental...
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rude...
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DATA
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(innocently)
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You share all of those qualities
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in abundance. Perhaps you should
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build on your similarities.
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Worf shoots him an irritated look, grumbles and walks
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off with the plate of food. OFF Data's look -- he was
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only trying to help...
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CUT TO:
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9 EXT. SPACE - ALIEN SHUTTLECRAFT (OPTICAL)
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The shuttle seen in the Teaser, at impulse.
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10 INT. ALIEN SHUTTLECRAFT
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The Pilot (Voval) seen earlier is at the controls.
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(There's a small INSIGNIA PIN on the Pilot's uniform at
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the sternum. It should not call attention to itself in
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any way.) Picard is sitting next to him, trying his
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best to strike up a conversation with the man. It
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isn't easy. The Pilot is unresponsive, apparently
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uninterested in anything Picard has to say.
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PICARD
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So... I understand your homeworld
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has some of the most spectacular
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crystal formations in the sector.
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STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - ACT ONE 11.
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10 CONTINUED:
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The Pilot just grunts and stares straight ahead. An
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awkward beat.
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PICARD
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(continuing)
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Is there any place in particular
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that you recommend I visit while
|
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I'm there?
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PILOT
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No.
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Picard sees that a conversation with the man is all but
|
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impossible.
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PICARD
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Yes, well... what's our ETA?
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PILOT
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Seventeen hours, thirty-two
|
|
minutes.
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Picard reacts -- it's going to be a long trip. He
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stands.
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PICARD
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I think I'll go update my
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itinerary...
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STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT ONE 12.
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10 CONTINUED: (2)
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Picard moves toward the rear of the shuttle. Suddenly --
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WHAM! The shuttle is JOLTED and all of the lights GO
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OFF. EMERGENCY LIGHTS come up. Picard quickly sits
|
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down.
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PICARD
|
|
What happened?
|
|
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The Pilot scans the console.
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PILOT
|
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There has been a system wide power
|
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failure.
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PICARD
|
|
What's the cause?
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PILOT
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(working)
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We have entered an energy
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disruption field. I do not
|
|
recognize the configuration.
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The shuttle ROCKS HARD and keeps TREMBLING.
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PILOT
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(off console)
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Attitude controls failing.
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The shuttle is LURCHING to and fro -- it's all they can
|
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do to hang on. Picard scans the navigational console.
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PICARD
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There's an M-Class planet in this
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|
system. Can we reach it?
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PILOT
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I will try.
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As the Pilot works...
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STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - ACT ONE 13.
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11 ANGLE - WINDOW (OPTICAL)
|
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|
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as a distant planet comes into view.
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12 RESUME SCENE
|
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As before, trembling.
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PICARD
|
|
Inertial dampeners are off-line...
|
|
life support is failing...
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PILOT
|
|
Entering the planet's
|
|
atmosphere...
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(works)
|
|
Prepare for impact.
|
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|
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They brace for collision --
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13 EXT. SPACE - THE PLANET (OPTICAL)
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The shuttlecraft SPIRALS down through the planet's
|
|
atmosphere... and disappears from sight...
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|
CUT TO:
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14 EXT. PLANET'S SURFACE - NIGHT (OPTICAL)
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|
|
A rocky, inhospitable surface. It's windy, and large
|
|
spider-like formations of PLASMA LIGHTNING can be seen
|
|
arcing up from the ground in the distance, lighting up
|
|
the darkened sky.
|
|
|
|
15 MOVE TO REVEAL
|
|
|
|
The alien shuttlecraft lies wrecked on the surface.
|
|
|
|
16 INT. ALIEN SHUTTLECRAFT
|
|
|
|
It's dark. Smoke hangs in the air. Emergency lights
|
|
are flickering weakly. The light from the distant
|
|
plasma lightning FLASHES through the windows. The
|
|
Pilot is slumped over the controls, semi-conscious, a
|
|
nasty-looking WOUND on his forehead.
|
|
|
|
17 ON PICARD
|
|
|
|
lying on the floor, disoriented. He sits up, grabs
|
|
hold of a console and pulls himself to his feet...
|
|
looks around the shuttle, spots the Pilot, moves to
|
|
him.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT ONE 14.
|
|
|
|
17 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Voval...
|
|
|
|
The Pilot stirs slightly and moans in pain. Picard
|
|
glances him over, eyeing the wound on his forehead.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
You may have a concussion... try
|
|
not to move.
|
|
|
|
Picard moves to the COM console...
|
|
|
|
18 ON COM PANEL
|
|
|
|
A distinctive panel with several diamond-shaped
|
|
controls on it (NOTE: It is undamaged and functioning).
|
|
Picard hits a few buttons.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(to com)
|
|
Picard to Enterprise...
|
|
(beat)
|
|
Picard to Enterprise... do you
|
|
read me?
|
|
|
|
No response -- just static. He hits a few more
|
|
controls... reacts with frustration...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I can't get through... too much
|
|
interference...
|
|
|
|
Picard makes his way to the rear of the shuttle and
|
|
manages to find his duffel bag amidst the debris. He
|
|
opens the bag and pulls out a tricorder, flips it open
|
|
and scans in a wide circle...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(off tricorder)
|
|
There's a structure and some
|
|
energy readings... about two
|
|
kilometers south of here...
|
|
|
|
Picard snaps the tricorder shut and moves to the Pilot,
|
|
carefully takes off his jacket and wraps it around the
|
|
man.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I'm going to try to find help. Do
|
|
you understand?
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - ACT ONE 15-16.
|
|
|
|
18 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
The Pilot manages a nod.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Try to stay conscious. And don't
|
|
leave the shuttle... there's some
|
|
sort of plasma energy on the
|
|
surface.
|
|
(beat)
|
|
I'll be back as soon as I can.
|
|
|
|
Picard moves to the shuttle doors and studies them for
|
|
a moment... finds a manual latch, pulls down on it and
|
|
forces the doors open...
|
|
|
|
19 EXT. PLANET'S SURFACE/ALIEN SHUTTLECRAFT - CONTINUOUS
|
|
|
|
Picard walks outside, bracing himself against the wind.
|
|
Somewhere offscreen, plasma lightning is FLASHING. He
|
|
scans the region with his tricorder, then begins to
|
|
make his way across the rocky terrain with great
|
|
difficulty...
|
|
|
|
20 NEW ANGLE (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
Picard trying to move quickly. Offscreen, A BRIGHT
|
|
FLASH of plasma lightning causes him to stop and hang
|
|
back. After a beat, he presses on. The wind is
|
|
howling...
|
|
|
|
Suddenly, another much larger flash of OFFSCREEN plasma
|
|
lightening erupts; Picard is thrown back onto a rock,
|
|
where he cracks his head sharply. He falls to the
|
|
ground, unconscious.
|
|
|
|
A few beats go by...
|
|
|
|
21 A SHAPE
|
|
|
|
is moving among the rock formations. It's a humanoid
|
|
figure... its identity hidden by the dim light. The
|
|
figure makes its way toward Picard...
|
|
|
|
22 CLOSE ON PICARD
|
|
|
|
still unconscious. After a moment, TWO HANDS reach
|
|
into frame and firmly grip him by the shoulders. As
|
|
the hands drag him away...
|
|
|
|
FADE OUT.
|
|
|
|
END OF ACT ONE
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - ACT TWO 17.
|
|
|
|
ACT TWO
|
|
|
|
FADE IN:
|
|
|
|
23 EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
at impulse.
|
|
|
|
24 INT. WORF'S QUARTERS
|
|
|
|
Worf is lying in bed, fast asleep. After a moment, the
|
|
door CHIMES. Worf stirs slightly. The door CHIMES
|
|
again and Worf wakes up. He straggles out of bed,
|
|
groggy, crosses to the door and touches a control. The
|
|
door slides open to reveal --
|
|
|
|
Ambassador Byleth, who has a stern expression on his
|
|
face.
|
|
|
|
BYLETH
|
|
You're late.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
(reacts)
|
|
Late... it is oh-five hundred
|
|
hours!
|
|
|
|
BYLETH
|
|
I told you last night I wanted to
|
|
meet at this time. We are
|
|
supposed to tour the arboretum and
|
|
bio-labs.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
I do not recall you saying
|
|
anything about --
|
|
|
|
BYLETH
|
|
Are you calling me a liar?
|
|
|
|
Worf bristles.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
No... I simply do not remember the
|
|
conversation.
|
|
|
|
BYLETH
|
|
I will have to add this to your
|
|
list of inadequacies.
|
|
(beat)
|
|
Now, don't just stand there. Get
|
|
dressed and meet me in the
|
|
arboretum.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - ACT TWO 18.
|
|
|
|
24 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
He turns and walks off down the corridor. OFF Worf's
|
|
reaction -- he can't take much more of this...
|
|
|
|
CUT TO:
|
|
|
|
25 INT. CORRIDOR
|
|
|
|
Troi and Ambassador Loquel are walking along, mid-conversation.
|
|
Loquel is carrying a elaborate-looking
|
|
cup of orange-colored liquid with a straw sticking out
|
|
of it -- it looks like the 24th century equivalent of
|
|
a "Big Gulp." Throughout the scene, he takes little
|
|
sips of it.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
This deck is devoted mainly to
|
|
stellar cartography, biological
|
|
research, and astrophysics...
|
|
|
|
Loquel takes a sip of his drink and gives a little moan
|
|
of pleasure at the taste. He seems more interested in
|
|
the drink than anything else.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
We have over a thousand people on
|
|
board, engaged in all facets of
|
|
the ship's --
|
|
|
|
Loquel holds out the drink to Troi.
|
|
|
|
LOQUEL
|
|
Are you sure you don't want some
|
|
of this...
|
|
(remembers)
|
|
This... "papalla juice?"
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
No, thank you. I'm still
|
|
recovering from all those desserts
|
|
last night.
|
|
|
|
LOQUEL
|
|
Are you sure? It is very...
|
|
"delicious."
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
I'm sure.
|
|
|
|
Loquel stops, again holds the drink out to Troi,
|
|
insistent.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT TWO 19.
|
|
|
|
25 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
LOQUEL
|
|
Please. You have been so kind.
|
|
Please.
|
|
|
|
Finally, Troi takes the cup and takes a cursory sip.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
Yum.
|
|
|
|
Loquel looks satisfied, takes back the drink. They
|
|
continue walking.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
Next we're going to go to Deck
|
|
Eight, which is interesting
|
|
because it's not really finished.
|
|
It's sort of a... multi-purpose
|
|
deck...
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT TWO 20.
|
|
|
|
25 CONTINUED: (2)
|
|
|
|
As Troi speaks, something catches Loquel's attention --
|
|
|
|
26 LOQUEL'S POV
|
|
|
|
A MOTHER and her SON (a six year-old boy) walk past a
|
|
nearby intersection...
|
|
|
|
27 LOQUEL
|
|
|
|
reacts to the sight, curious. He turns and follows the
|
|
mother and son.
|
|
|
|
28 TROI
|
|
|
|
doesn't notice at first. She keeps walking.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
Sometimes when we need an extra
|
|
lab... another cabin, we --
|
|
|
|
She stops, realizing that Loquel is no longer alongside
|
|
her. She glances around, but he's nowhere to be seen.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
Ambassador?
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - ACT TWO 21.
|
|
|
|
29
|
|
thru OMITTED
|
|
30
|
|
|
|
30A INT. ANOTHER CORRIDOR - CONTINUOUS
|
|
|
|
Troi rounds the corner and stops at what she sees --
|
|
|
|
30B INCLUDE LOQUEL
|
|
|
|
who is kneeling before the young boy, holding him with
|
|
both hands at arm's length. He turns the boy from side
|
|
to side, staring at him with intense curiosity, as if
|
|
he's never seen a child before. The boy is staring
|
|
back at him with a startled expression on his face.
|
|
|
|
The mother looks imploringly to Troi. Loquel glances
|
|
at Troi.
|
|
|
|
LOQUEL
|
|
(re: boy)
|
|
What is this?
|
|
|
|
Troi approaches Loquel, speaks calmly.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
That's a child.
|
|
|
|
LOQUEL
|
|
"Child"...
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
Children are our offspring. Our
|
|
young. They grow into adults over
|
|
a period of many years... they
|
|
grow into beings like us.
|
|
|
|
Loquel releases the boy, eyes him.
|
|
|
|
LOQUEL
|
|
(re: boy)
|
|
Offspring.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
Ambassador, I'm curious... how
|
|
does your species procreate?
|
|
|
|
LOQUEL
|
|
(matter of fact)
|
|
Post-cellular compounding. We
|
|
emerge from the natal pod fully
|
|
grown.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - ACT TWO 22.
|
|
|
|
30B CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
I see...
|
|
|
|
Loquel turns to the boy, speaks gently.
|
|
|
|
LOQUEL
|
|
(to boy)
|
|
Do you have a name?
|
|
|
|
BOY
|
|
Eric...
|
|
|
|
Loquel smiles at him.
|
|
|
|
LOQUEL
|
|
Eric, do you like... dessert?
|
|
|
|
After a moment, the boy smiles and nods eagerly.
|
|
Loquel looks to Troi and the mother.
|
|
|
|
LOQUEL
|
|
May I give Eric some dessert?
|
|
|
|
Troi and the mother exchange a look -- then the mother
|
|
nods her approval.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
That sounds like a wonderful idea.
|
|
|
|
As the three walk off together...
|
|
|
|
CUT TO:
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - ACT TWO 23-23A
|
|
|
|
31 OMITTED
|
|
|
|
32 INT. CARGO FREIGHTER
|
|
|
|
CLOSE ON Picard, who is lying on his side on a small
|
|
make-shift cot... unconscious. The room is dimly-lit.
|
|
Gradually, Picard wakes up... groggy and disoriented...
|
|
tries to sit but is too weak... He looks around...
|
|
|
|
33 PICARD'S POV - THE ROOM
|
|
|
|
It's a long, tunnel-like room, with a single door along
|
|
one side. A few half-charred consoles can be seen...
|
|
and several cargo containers, which are nothing more
|
|
than shapes in the dim light. The room is CANTED
|
|
slightly, as if it's been in a crash.
|
|
|
|
34 PICARD (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
lays his head back down... takes a ragged breath...
|
|
then reacts to a sharp pain in his side. He looks down
|
|
at his body...
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - ACT TWO 24.
|
|
|
|
34 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
His shirt is ripped and torn. He moves to touch his
|
|
side, and his hand activates a small ENERGY FIELD which
|
|
jolts his hand away.
|
|
|
|
Picard reacts... and sees that a small METALLIC DISC
|
|
with several blinking lights on it has been attached to
|
|
his rib cage. What is it... ?
|
|
|
|
A NOISE is heard across the room. Picard looks around,
|
|
trying to see in the darkness.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Is someone there? Who's there... ?
|
|
|
|
No answer. But something catches Picard's eye... and
|
|
he squints into the darkness... still very groggy...
|
|
|
|
35 INCLUDE THE ROOM
|
|
|
|
As one of the dark shapes slowly begins to move, rising
|
|
from where it was sitting in a chair. Clearly, it is
|
|
a person -- and it is moving toward Picard. Picard
|
|
watches with growing concern as the person moves
|
|
closer... almost menacing. He tries to sit up...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
What do you want? Who are you...
|
|
|
|
A WOMAN'S HAND moves into the light and gently places
|
|
a finger on Picard's lips.
|
|
|
|
WOMAN'S VOICE
|
|
Shhh...
|
|
|
|
The hands lay Picard back down on the cot... placing
|
|
his body just so... almost nurturing. Picard looks up
|
|
at her, tries to make out her face...
|
|
|
|
36 ON THE WOMAN (ANNA)
|
|
|
|
as her face moves into the light. She is human, midthirties...
|
|
a very pretty woman whose face has seen
|
|
many years of pain. Her skin is very pale... her
|
|
clothes torn in a few places, ragged. She wears a
|
|
distinctive-looking NECKLACE with a pendant around her
|
|
neck.
|
|
|
|
She stares down at Picard with an unreadable face.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - ACT TWO 25.
|
|
|
|
36 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Who... are you?
|
|
|
|
A long moment, then the woman moves back into the
|
|
shadows and walks toward the door.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
Wait. Someone else was with me...
|
|
the pilot of the shuttlecraft...
|
|
he's wounded... please, he needs
|
|
your help...
|
|
|
|
The woman stops by the door. She speaks, her voice
|
|
hoarse.
|
|
|
|
ANNA'S VOICE
|
|
He's dead.
|
|
|
|
The woman opens the door to reveal the planet's surface
|
|
outside. Wind howls into the room, then the woman
|
|
exits and slams the door shut.
|
|
|
|
OFF Picard's reaction -- where is he... and who is this
|
|
mysterious woman... ?
|
|
|
|
FADE OUT.
|
|
|
|
END OF ACT TWO
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT THREE 26.
|
|
|
|
ACT THREE
|
|
|
|
FADE IN:
|
|
|
|
37 EXT. PLANET'S SURFACE - CARGO FREIGHTER (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
The ship lies wrecked on the surface.
|
|
|
|
38 INT. CARGO FREIGHTER
|
|
|
|
A few hours later. CLOSE ON Picard asleep, lying on
|
|
the cot. He wakes with a start, alarmed, and glances
|
|
around the room... then finally remembers where he
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is...
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A small FIRE is now burning in a cargo container the
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|
center of the room. The woman seen earlier is sitting
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on a chair a few feet away, silently watching him. Her
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|
face is visible in the flickering light. It's a
|
|
mysterious and somewhat eerie sight...
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Picard eyes her.
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PICARD
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|
Hello...
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The woman just stares at him. Picard notices a tray of
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FOOD sitting on a crate next to the bed -- a bowl of
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soup, a cup of water, and a piece of alien fruit.
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PICARD
|
|
(continuing, re: soup)
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This smells good. Thank you...
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He sits up awkwardly, still very weak... takes the bowl
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of soup... tries a sip of it. The woman watches him,
|
|
looking a little curious now...
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PICARD
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|
This is a Terellian cargo
|
|
freighter, isn't it? Is this your
|
|
ship? Were you one of the crew?
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|
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|
A beat. When she speaks, her voice is hoarse,
|
|
halting...
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|
ANNA
|
|
No... I was a passenger... we
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crashed...
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|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - ACT THREE 27.
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38 CONTINUED:
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PICARD
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|
How many people survived? Are you
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the only one?
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She nods. Picard eyes her.
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|
PICARD
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|
(continuing)
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|
Well, you're certainly not a
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Terellian... unless you've lost
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two of your arms...
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|
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|
She smiles slightly at the humor, and a little of the
|
|
tension in her face melts away... the moment is broken.
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|
PICARD
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|
(continuing)
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|
What's your name?
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(beat)
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I'm Jean-Luc Picard. I'm a
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|
Starfleet officer.
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|
ANNA
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Anna.
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|
PICARD
|
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Anna...
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(beat)
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|
Anna, is there anyone else on this
|
|
planet?
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She shakes her head, no.
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|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - ACT THREE 28.
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|
38 CONTINUED: (2)
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|
|
PICARD
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
How long have you been here?
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|
|
She hesitates.
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|
|
ANNA
|
|
I... don't know. You can't see
|
|
the sun here... I've... lost track
|
|
of time.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Do you remember the date your ship
|
|
crashed?
|
|
|
|
She thinks a moment.
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|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
Stardate... 40812...
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|
|
PICARD
|
|
(reacts)
|
|
That's seven years ago.
|
|
|
|
Anna reacts, disturbed. She stands. It's a
|
|
frightening revelation.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
Years...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Anna... it's all right...
|
|
|
|
She becomes agitated, starts moving about the room.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
Seven years... I thought... one
|
|
year... or two maybe... but how
|
|
could it be seven...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Anna, listen to me...
|
|
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT THREE 29.
|
|
|
|
38 CONTINUED: (3)
|
|
|
|
The sound of assurance in his voice makes her stop.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
On my shuttle, there's a lot of
|
|
equipment that survived the crash.
|
|
We can use it to contact
|
|
Starfleet. They'll send a ship
|
|
for us. We can leave.
|
|
|
|
She stares at him -- a tiny bit of hope creeps into her
|
|
expression.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
Leave?
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Yes. Both of us. If you can get
|
|
me back to the shuttle...
|
|
|
|
He tries to sit up, he winces in pain. Anna quickly
|
|
moves to him, lays him back down.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
Don't move... it's bad...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Don't worry... I won't move.
|
|
|
|
She takes a breath -- focuses her thoughts and looks at
|
|
him.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
You have... three broken ribs...
|
|
|
|
She indicates the device on Picard's side.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
The restriction device... will...
|
|
hold the bones in place... let
|
|
them...
|
|
|
|
She can't find the words... interlocks her fingers to
|
|
demonstrate...
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT THREE 30.
|
|
|
|
38 CONTINUED: (4)
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Let them knit... let the bones
|
|
knit...
|
|
|
|
She smiles at him, and for the time we can see she has
|
|
a lovely smile.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
It's been a long time.... since I
|
|
talked to anyone...
|
|
|
|
A beat, then she sits down on a crate by the bed,
|
|
thoughtful.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
I used to talk... to myself. But
|
|
then I thought... it might mean
|
|
that I was crazy. So I stopped
|
|
talking...
|
|
|
|
She takes a moment.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT THREE 31.
|
|
|
|
38 CONTINUED: (5)
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
It will be a while before you can
|
|
walk.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Anna... maybe you could go to the
|
|
shuttle... bring the equipment
|
|
back here...
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
(nods)
|
|
I can do that.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Good.
|
|
(beat)
|
|
Go into the cockpit, and look for
|
|
a small com panel in the center of
|
|
the instrument bay. See if you
|
|
can remove it, and bring it to me.
|
|
|
|
She nods, determined.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
Stay in bed. I'll be back.
|
|
|
|
She moves to the door... walks out side and shuts the
|
|
door. There's a beat, then the door opens again and
|
|
she walks inside the doorway and moves to him. She
|
|
lightly touches his face.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
What is it?
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
I just... wanted to make sure you
|
|
were real.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT THREE 32.
|
|
|
|
38 CONTINUED: (6)
|
|
|
|
A beat, then she EXITS. OFF Picard's face as he lies
|
|
back down, exhausted...
|
|
|
|
39 EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
at impulse.
|
|
|
|
40 INT. ENGINEERING
|
|
|
|
Worf and Byleth are walking through the room, Worf
|
|
showing him around. GEORDI is working in the
|
|
background, as well as a couple of Engineering N.D.s.
|
|
Worf is trying his best to be polite. He indicates the
|
|
large back-wall graphic of the Enterprise.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
The Engineering sections encompass
|
|
twelve decks of the secondary
|
|
hull. Deck forty-two contains the
|
|
antimatter storage facility. Deck
|
|
thirty-six houses the --
|
|
|
|
BYLETH
|
|
(cuts in)
|
|
What is the mass flow rate of the
|
|
antimatter replenishment stream to
|
|
the containment pods?
|
|
|
|
Worf looks at him, thrown off by the detailed technical
|
|
nature of the question.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
Excuse me?
|
|
|
|
BYLETH
|
|
The antimatter replenishment rate.
|
|
What is it?
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
I am... not certain of the exact
|
|
rate.
|
|
|
|
Byleth glances around the room, impatient.
|
|
|
|
BYLETH
|
|
Perhaps there is someone here who
|
|
does know the answer.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - ACT THREE 33.
|
|
|
|
40 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
Byleth looks at Geordi, moves to him.
|
|
|
|
BYLETH
|
|
You. Are you smarter than this
|
|
one?
|
|
|
|
Worf looks at Geordi, seething. Geordi hesitates, on
|
|
the spot, not sure how to respond -- there's no good
|
|
answer to this question.
|
|
|
|
GEORDI
|
|
Ah... well... why do you ask?
|
|
|
|
BYLETH
|
|
Never mind.
|
|
|
|
Byleth walks off toward the warp core chamber, eyeing
|
|
it with interest. Worf takes a breath, then moves to
|
|
him.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - ACT THREE 34.
|
|
|
|
40 CONTINUED: (2)
|
|
|
|
BYLETH
|
|
I wish to see the Bussard
|
|
collectors. Take me to them.
|
|
|
|
It's all Worf can do to keep from strangling him.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
This way.
|
|
|
|
Worf leads him onto the ELEVATOR. There is an awkward
|
|
moment as they position themselves stand side-by-side,
|
|
very close. Byleth begins to sniff the air around
|
|
Worf.
|
|
|
|
BYLETH
|
|
Do you bathe?
|
|
|
|
OFF Worf's outrage...
|
|
|
|
41 INT. OBSERVATION LOUNGE
|
|
|
|
Worf, Riker and Troi. Worf is on his feet, fuming.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
I am going to kill him! With my
|
|
bare hands, I will take his neck
|
|
and --
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Worf.
|
|
|
|
Worf paces around the room, wild-eyed, angry.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
I have failed in my mission,
|
|
Commander. I am clearly a bad
|
|
diplomat. For the sake of the
|
|
ship and the Federation... I
|
|
request reassignment.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Denied.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
But Commander, these Iyaarans are
|
|
irritating... arrogant... They
|
|
cannot be reasoned with!
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
Ambassador Loquel is quite
|
|
pleasant.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT THREE 35.
|
|
|
|
41 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
They look at her.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
I will admit, he's a little...
|
|
unusual.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
What have you learned about him so
|
|
far?
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
He seems preoccupied with...
|
|
recreation. In the past two days,
|
|
I've spent more time in Ten
|
|
Forward and the Holodeck than I
|
|
have in the past two months.
|
|
(beat)
|
|
And he's obsessed with food.
|
|
Especially chocolate.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
You must be in heaven.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
To be honest... he's even testing
|
|
my limits...
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
(seizing on this)
|
|
You see? They are insane!
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
Worf... you've been patient with
|
|
Ambassador Byleth, and that's
|
|
good. But maybe it's time to let
|
|
him know that some behavior is
|
|
unacceptable to us. I think it's
|
|
all right to suggest limits for
|
|
the Ambassador...
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT THREE 36.
|
|
|
|
41 CONTINUED: (2)
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Maybe we need to loosen things up
|
|
a little bit... meet in a less
|
|
official capacity.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
Like what?
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Well... how about a friendly game
|
|
of poker?
|
|
|
|
Troi smiles, sparking to the idea. OFF Worf's doubtful
|
|
expression...
|
|
|
|
42 EXT. PLANET'S SURFACE (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
The crashed cargo freighter, as seen before.
|
|
|
|
43 INT. CARGO FREIGHTER
|
|
|
|
It's hours later. Picard is lying on the cot, alone.
|
|
The fire is still burning. A quiet moment passes...
|
|
then Picard reaches for the cup of water -- it's empty.
|
|
He glances across the room, sees a large jug of water
|
|
sitting on the floor. He decides to get up...
|
|
|
|
Slowly, painfully, he manages to get to an upright
|
|
position... hobbles out of bed and across the room to
|
|
the jug of water. The exertion is intense, he's
|
|
sweating... he takes a long drink of water then sets
|
|
down the jug...
|
|
|
|
He looks around the cargo room... He carefully makes
|
|
his way to the door, trying not to jar his ribs too
|
|
severely. He grabs a handle on the door and tries to
|
|
open the hatch -- it won't budge. It's locked.
|
|
|
|
He's definitely puzzled by this. He turns and looks
|
|
around for another exit, but there are no other doors.
|
|
As he considers, there is a CLANG of metal at the door,
|
|
and it swings open, letting in blast of WIND which
|
|
almost knocks Picard off his feet.
|
|
|
|
Anna ENTERS. She's shocked to see him on his feet.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
What... what are you doing? Get
|
|
back in bed!
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT THREE 37.
|
|
|
|
43 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
She takes him by the arm and gently but firmly guides
|
|
him to a nearby chair.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Anna... why is the door kept
|
|
bolted from the outside?
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
For your protection...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
From what?
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
There are dangerous animals here.
|
|
(changing subject)
|
|
I got the com panel... it's right
|
|
here.
|
|
|
|
She moves to the door, opens it, comes back inside
|
|
holding the small gray COM PANEL from the shuttle. She
|
|
carries over to Picard and sets it on a cargo container
|
|
near him.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
It wasn't easy... I had to force
|
|
open the equipment bay to get
|
|
it...
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT THREE 38.
|
|
|
|
43 CONTINUED: (2)
|
|
|
|
Picard begins to examine the com panel, tapping
|
|
controls, tries to get it working.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
If I can boost the output field,
|
|
I might be able to send out a
|
|
distress signal...
|
|
|
|
Still no response from the com panel. Picard is
|
|
puzzled.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
There's something wrong with it...
|
|
|
|
He turns over the com panel, and reacts to what he
|
|
sees...
|
|
|
|
44 ON THE COM PANEL
|
|
|
|
The rear of the com panel is CHARRED with SCORCH MARKS,
|
|
heavily damaged.
|
|
|
|
45 RESUME
|
|
|
|
Anna looks worried.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
What's the matter?
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
The entire transmitter module's
|
|
been destroyed...
|
|
|
|
Picard eyes the charred circuitry a moment... then sets
|
|
down the com device. He looks at her, wanting an
|
|
answer.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
How did this happen? It looks as
|
|
though it's been hit by a phaser
|
|
blast.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT THREE 39-40.
|
|
|
|
45 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
I had to use a phaser to cut it
|
|
free... maybe I accidentally
|
|
damaged it... you can fix it,
|
|
can't you?
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
No.
|
|
|
|
Anna stares at the com device. She looks suddenly
|
|
anxious. She stands.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
I'm sorry.... I'm sorry...
|
|
|
|
She begins to cry softly.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
I'm sorry...
|
|
|
|
Picard lays a hand on her, comforting. He speaks
|
|
quietly.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
We will get out of here, Anna.
|
|
But it's not going to be easy...
|
|
we need to work together...
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT THREE 41.
|
|
|
|
45 CONTINUED: (3)
|
|
|
|
Anna raises her head and looks around the dark and
|
|
decimated room... remembering her experiences here...
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
I can't believe I did that...
|
|
ruined our one chance... after
|
|
waiting so long...
|
|
|
|
She retreats into memory, reliving some of her
|
|
experiences here...
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
At first, I kept hoping that I'd
|
|
be rescued... every day I'd set up
|
|
a microfusion flare... and I'd
|
|
look up in the sky and wait for
|
|
someone to take me away...
|
|
(beat)
|
|
... and it never happened.
|
|
|
|
She gets a haunted look in her eyes...
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
There's a precipice near here...
|
|
I used to go there and stare down
|
|
into the gorge... and think... I
|
|
could just step off... and it
|
|
would all be over...
|
|
(beat)
|
|
Then I realized... it was the hope
|
|
that was driving me crazy... I had
|
|
to accept that I was never going
|
|
to get out of here...
|
|
|
|
She looks into his eyes... there is a desperation in
|
|
her face.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT THREE 42.
|
|
|
|
45 CONTINUED: (4)
|
|
|
|
Picard stares at her for a long moment.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Anna... no matter how long it
|
|
takes, we will get out of here.
|
|
|
|
A beat... then she nods, feeling better. She carefully
|
|
helps Picard back into the chair. As she lays him
|
|
down, she leans in close and gently strokes the side of
|
|
his face. She looks absorbed in the intimacy of the
|
|
moment...
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
From the moment I saw you, I knew
|
|
you were here to save me...
|
|
(beat)
|
|
I'll do anything you want... just
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|
don't leave me. I don't want to
|
|
be alone again...
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And she moves closer to him... closer... her eyes
|
|
closing, mouth parting... and she kisses him tenderly
|
|
on the lips. She pulls away... and whispers into his
|
|
ear...
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|
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|
ANNA
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
I love you...
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|
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|
A moment. Then she turns and walks away. As Picard
|
|
watches her go, clearly uncomfortable and concerned
|
|
with what's just happened...
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FADE OUT.
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END OF ACT THREE
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STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT FOUR 43.
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|
ACT FOUR
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FADE IN:
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|
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|
46 EXT. PLANET'S SURFACE (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
The crashed cargo freighter, as seen before.
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|
47 INT. CARGO FREIGHTER
|
|
|
|
It's a few hours later. Picard is standing on top of
|
|
a cargo container, working at an OPENED PANEL on the
|
|
wall. He's trying to dismantle a COMPONENT (A POWER
|
|
CELL) from its position in the circuitry.
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|
|
|
After a moment, the door opens and Anna ENTERS. She's
|
|
carrying a small SACK. Her appearance has changed.
|
|
She has cleaned herself up quite a bit, and her hair is
|
|
tied back in a simple but pretty style. Clearly, she
|
|
has made an effort to be more attractive.
|
|
|
|
She doesn't see Picard at first.
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|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
(excited)
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|
I found some coltayin roots.
|
|
They're not much to look at... but
|
|
they taste good...
|
|
|
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She sees Picard and stops, alarmed.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
What are you doing?
|
|
|
|
She moves to him. Picard is preoccupied with his work,
|
|
doesn't look down at her.
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|
|
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PICARD
|
|
Trying to dislodge this power
|
|
cell...
|
|
|
|
Anna moves to him, suddenly agitated.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
You're... going to hurt yourself
|
|
up there... let me...
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PICARD
|
|
I've almost got it...
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(works)
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|
There.
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|
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|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/09/93 - ACT FOUR 44.
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|
47 CONTINUED:
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|
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|
Picard yanks out the power cell. He gingerly steps
|
|
down off the container, wincing at the pain in his
|
|
side. Anna helps him down, and he sets the cell on a
|
|
table and sits down in the chair. He starts examining
|
|
the cell.
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|
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|
PICARD
|
|
(re: cell)
|
|
Its energy relays are corroded...
|
|
but it might be able to hold one
|
|
more charge...
|
|
(beat)
|
|
If I can regenerate the cell... we
|
|
may be able to reactivate the
|
|
shuttlecraft's engines...
|
|
|
|
Picard works on the device. Anna watches him a moment,
|
|
not liking the fact that his attention is on this
|
|
device and not on her. She moves to sit near him and
|
|
smiles.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
Well... I'd say this is cause for
|
|
celebration...
|
|
|
|
She starts digging through the bag of roots.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
You know, I may still have some
|
|
Terellian spices around here... I
|
|
could boil these roots and make a
|
|
nice broth for us...
|
|
|
|
Picard's attention stays focused on the power cell.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Sounds delightful...
|
|
|
|
He keeps working. Anna pulls out a ROOT and begins to
|
|
peel it with a small knife. She keeps looking at him,
|
|
thoughtful...
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
Jean-Luc... if we ever do get out
|
|
of here... will you promise to
|
|
show me this starship of yours...
|
|
this Enterprise?
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Of course.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/09/93 - ACT FOUR 45.
|
|
|
|
47 CONTINUED: (2)
|
|
|
|
She holds his gaze for just a little too long.
|
|
Clearly, she is becoming infatuated with him. Picard
|
|
breaks her look.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
If you'll hand me my tricorder, I
|
|
think I can repair these energy
|
|
relays.
|
|
|
|
She picks up Picard's tricorder, and as she passes it
|
|
to him she takes the opportunity to hold his hand.
|
|
Picard stops.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
I meant what I said before...
|
|
(beat)
|
|
I do love you.
|
|
|
|
Picard takes a deep breath, sets down the com panel.
|
|
He has no choice but to confront the issue head on now.
|
|
He doesn't want to hurt her feelings, but it must be
|
|
dealt with. It's awkward.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Anna. I... care for you a great
|
|
deal. I am grateful that you
|
|
saved my life... you are a warm
|
|
and compassionate person. I have
|
|
a great deal of sympathy for what
|
|
you've gone through... alone...
|
|
here on this planet...
|
|
(beat)
|
|
But I don't think you're really in
|
|
love with me.
|
|
|
|
Anna reacts, genuinely surprised.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
How can you say that? Of course
|
|
I love you...
|
|
|
|
Picard chooses his words carefully.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I'm the first person you've seen
|
|
in seven years. And I've brought
|
|
you the hope of leaving this
|
|
place...
|
|
(beat)
|
|
Isn't it possible that your
|
|
feelings are a little... confused
|
|
right now?
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - ACT FOUR 46.
|
|
|
|
47 CONTINUED: (3)
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
No... I know how I feel. And I
|
|
love you.
|
|
|
|
This is getting difficult. Picard tries to help her
|
|
understand.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Look... sometimes when a person
|
|
has gone through a traumatic
|
|
experience, like yours... they
|
|
come to look upon the person who
|
|
rescues them as a sort of...
|
|
larger than life figure.
|
|
Sometimes they become infatuated
|
|
with their rescuer. They may even
|
|
think that... they're in love with
|
|
that person...
|
|
|
|
Anna thinks about this a moment.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
So... you're not attracted to me.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
That's not true. You're a very
|
|
lovely woman. I just think this
|
|
is... a little premature. We
|
|
don't know anything about each
|
|
other.
|
|
|
|
Anna looks away... grows very thoughtful... and finally
|
|
seems to yield a little.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
I understand... and I'm sorry if
|
|
I made you uncomfortable.
|
|
|
|
Picard nods.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
It's all right.
|
|
|
|
He picks up the tricorder and works it a moment. He
|
|
aims the tricorder at the power cell and hits a control --
|
|
the power cell HUMS and starts to GLOW. Picard looks
|
|
pleased.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
It'll take a couple of hours for
|
|
the power cell to charge. After
|
|
that, we'll have to take it to the
|
|
shuttle immediately. The cell
|
|
casing is already breaking down...
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - ACT FOUR 47.
|
|
|
|
47 CONTINUED: (4)
|
|
|
|
Picard looks at her and smiles gently.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
We're going to get out of here,
|
|
Anna.
|
|
|
|
She smiles back, hopeful. Picard turns his attention
|
|
back to the cell...
|
|
|
|
Anna keeps looking at Picard, and her hopeful
|
|
expression darkens. She looks thoughtful... almost
|
|
worried about something. OFF her look...
|
|
|
|
CUT TO:
|
|
|
|
48 INT. RIKER'S QUARTERS
|
|
|
|
Riker, Loquel, Troi, Worf and Byleth are sitting around
|
|
a table in that order, playing five card draw. The
|
|
Ambassadors are clearly new at the game. Loquel is
|
|
eating from a small plate of chocolate candy, which he
|
|
keeps nibbling on during the scene.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
I'll bet ten.
|
|
|
|
Riker tosses in a chip. He looks to Loquel.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Ambassador, the bet goes to you...
|
|
|
|
Loquel considers his cards, which are smudged with
|
|
chocolate.
|
|
|
|
LOQUEL
|
|
I will... "see" the bet.
|
|
(excited)
|
|
And I will... "raise" ten.
|
|
|
|
He tosses in two chips.
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
That's twenty to me...
|
|
|
|
Troi tosses in two chips. Worf studies his cards a
|
|
moment.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
I'm in. And I raise twenty.
|
|
|
|
He tosses in four chips.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT FOUR 48.
|
|
|
|
48 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
BYLETH
|
|
You are -- you are...
|
|
(finds the word)
|
|
...bluffing.
|
|
|
|
Worf shoots him a look. Quickly and with feeling,
|
|
Byleth tosses four chips into the pile -- but Worf
|
|
notices that Byleth surreptitiously takes two of them
|
|
from Worf's pile!
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
(to Byleth)
|
|
Excuse me, Ambassador. Those are
|
|
my chips.
|
|
|
|
BYLETH
|
|
You are in error. Those chips are
|
|
mine.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
I saw you take two chips from my
|
|
pile.
|
|
|
|
Byleth's eyes widen. He stands.
|
|
|
|
BYLETH
|
|
You dare to accuse me of stealing?
|
|
|
|
Worf stands and faces him, glaring.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
Yes.
|
|
|
|
BYLETH
|
|
You are lying because you are
|
|
losing the game!
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
Perhaps I am losing because you've
|
|
been cheating all along!
|
|
|
|
It looks like this might come to blows.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Wait a minute, let's just calm
|
|
down...
|
|
|
|
BYLETH
|
|
(ignoring Riker)
|
|
Even if I were cheating, how would
|
|
a plodding animal like you know
|
|
it?
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT FOUR 49.
|
|
|
|
48 CONTINUED: (2)
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
(outraged)
|
|
You are an insulting, pompous
|
|
fool! If you were not an
|
|
Ambassador, I would disembowel you
|
|
right here!
|
|
|
|
BYLETH
|
|
Do not let my title inhibit you,
|
|
Klingon!
|
|
|
|
Byleth gives Worf a little SHOVE. Worf's eyes widen
|
|
with rage -- that's it. He GRABS Byleth and THROWS HIM
|
|
into the wall.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
Lieutenant Worf -- stop! That's
|
|
an order!
|
|
|
|
Worf tries to restrain himself, though he's trembling
|
|
with rage. Byleth looks at him -- suddenly very
|
|
pleased.
|
|
|
|
BYLETH
|
|
Yes! Good!
|
|
|
|
Without warning, he KICKS Worf backward, sending him
|
|
slamming against the wall. Worf is enraged. The two
|
|
men FIGHT -- each of them getting off a PUNCH or two
|
|
before Riker finally GRABS Worf and holds him back.
|
|
|
|
BYLETH
|
|
(recovering)
|
|
Wonderful... very good!
|
|
|
|
Everyone looks at him.
|
|
|
|
BYLETH
|
|
Thank you, Lieutenant Worf. I
|
|
think I understand now. That was
|
|
a very effective demonstration.
|
|
|
|
Worf looks at him in astonishment.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
What?
|
|
|
|
BYLETH
|
|
If you will excuse me, I would
|
|
like to document this experience.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT FOUR 50-51.
|
|
|
|
48 CONTINUED: (3)
|
|
|
|
Byleth swiftly EXITS. Riker, Worf and Troi exchange a
|
|
confused look... then they to Loquel, who is sitting in
|
|
his chair, eating a piece of chocolate. He looks up at
|
|
them and smiles.
|
|
|
|
OFF their mystified reactions...
|
|
|
|
CUT TO:
|
|
|
|
49 EXT. PLANET SURFACE (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
The crashed cargo freighter.
|
|
|
|
50 INT. CARGO FREIGHTER (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
A while later. Picard is working on the power cell,
|
|
which is still humming and glowing. Anna sits nearby,
|
|
quietly watching him...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
The power cell's ready. We need
|
|
to get to the shuttle...
|
|
|
|
She tenses.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
We can't go right now...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Why not?
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
The plasma storms are too
|
|
strong... it's dangerous. Wait
|
|
a few hours... then we'll go.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
We don't have a few hours. I told
|
|
you, the cell's already
|
|
degrading...
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT FOUR 52.
|
|
|
|
50 CONTINUED: (2)
|
|
|
|
Anna moves to him, gently tries to convince him to
|
|
stay.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
Jean-Luc... it's a difficult
|
|
journey... The restriction field
|
|
will make it hard for you to
|
|
walk...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I'm feeling much better now. And
|
|
I don't intend to use this any
|
|
longer...
|
|
|
|
He pulls aside his shirt and reaches for the device,
|
|
but Anna quickly stops him.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
(quickly)
|
|
No... you can't remove it yet --
|
|
|
|
Picard pulls away from her.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(firm)
|
|
Anna.
|
|
|
|
She stops. Picard reaches for the device, and his hand
|
|
is jolted back as it emits an ENERGY FIELD.
|
|
Determined, Picard grabs the device. He winces at the
|
|
pain as the FIELD FLASHES ON AND OFF for a moment --
|
|
then he pulls off the device.
|
|
|
|
He looks down. There is no wound on the side of his
|
|
body -- no sutures, nothing. Picard takes a deep
|
|
breath and moves around his arm experimentally. There
|
|
is no pain. He slowly looks up at Anna... realizing...
|
|
putting everything together... very suspicious now...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
There's no pain. It would seem
|
|
that my ribs weren't broken after
|
|
all...
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
Jean-Luc...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(hard)
|
|
What the hell's going on? Why are
|
|
you trying to keep me here?
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT FOUR 53.
|
|
|
|
50 CONTINUED: (3)
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
Please... I love you...
|
|
|
|
Picard ignores the remark -- presses on, wanting
|
|
answers.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Why do you keep me locked inside
|
|
this freighter? You say there are
|
|
dangerous animals... but I've yet
|
|
to see or hear a single one of
|
|
them...
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
Jean-Luc...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
And what about that com panel?
|
|
You said you damaged it while
|
|
cutting it out of the shuttle...
|
|
Did you? I find it hard to
|
|
believe you would be that clumsy
|
|
with the one piece of equipment
|
|
that could save you after seven
|
|
years.
|
|
|
|
Picard holds up the device.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(re: device)
|
|
And what was this really for... to
|
|
keep me immobilized?
|
|
|
|
Anna is frightened. She backs away, starting to break
|
|
down.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
Please... I was so afraid... I
|
|
didn't want you to leave me...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
So you found it necessary to hold
|
|
me captive?
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT FOUR 54.
|
|
|
|
50 CONTINUED: (4)
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
I was scared... I wanted you to
|
|
stay... to love me...
|
|
|
|
She starts to cry softly. Picard eyes her a moment,
|
|
decides not to encourage her feelings in any way. He
|
|
sits down and starts preparing the power cell.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I'm going to go find that shuttle
|
|
myself...
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
No...
|
|
|
|
Anna's face fills with intense emotion and she rushes
|
|
at him, wraps her arms around his neck and shoulders --
|
|
pulls him close and kisses him passionately. Picard
|
|
pulls away.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Anna...
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
Don't fight me...
|
|
|
|
She kisses him again, this time more insistently.
|
|
Picard reaches up, takes her arms and firmly pulls her
|
|
away and breaks the kiss.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Anna, no.
|
|
|
|
A look comes over Anna's face -- puzzled, disturbed...
|
|
and vaguely threatened.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
You should love me now. We're
|
|
together... we depend on each
|
|
other... I know more about you...
|
|
(beat)
|
|
Love me.
|
|
|
|
Anna forcefully throws him back onto the ground. She
|
|
grabs his face and forces herself on him, kissing him
|
|
with a strange ferocity. The moment builds, then --
|
|
|
|
Picard manages to THROW her off of him.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Stop it!
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT FOUR 55.
|
|
|
|
50 CONTINUED: (5)
|
|
|
|
Anna looks at him for a moment... confused... hurt...
|
|
and then her face changes. She looks suddenly very
|
|
serious.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
I failed... you don't love me...
|
|
it's over...
|
|
|
|
She turns and races for the door.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Anna, wait... where are you going?
|
|
|
|
Picard moves to grab her, but she pulls away. As it
|
|
happens, Picard's hand catches her necklace and it
|
|
BREAKS away from her neck as it pulls into his hand.
|
|
|
|
Anna quickly EXITS. The door slams shut.
|
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PICARD
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Anna!
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Picard moves to the door, dropping the necklace by the
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fire. He tries to open the door, but it's locked. He
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thinks, looks around the room, picks up a metal bar and
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starts to work at the door, trying to force it open...
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He works for a moment... then there's the sound of
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heavy FOOTSTEPS outside. Picard stops, listens... the
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steps come closer... and then a MAN'S VOICE:
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VOICE
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(calling out)
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Hello! Is anyone in there?
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PICARD looks to the wall opposite the door, following
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the voice.
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VOICE
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(continuing)
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Hello!
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PICARD
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Over here! There's a door on the
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opposite side!
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The footsteps pause... then start moving around the
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freighter. Picard pounds a fist on the door.
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PICARD
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(continuing)
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Over here! The door's over here!
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STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - ACT FOUR 56.
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50 CONTINUED: (6)
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A couple of beats... then there's the sound of the door
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being unbolted from outside. The door opens to reveal:
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51 VOVAL
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the shuttle pilot -- he's alive and well.
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OFF Picard's shocked reaction...
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FADE OUT.
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END OF ACT FOUR
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STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/08/93 - ACT FIVE 57.
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ACT FIVE
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FADE IN:
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52 INT. CARGO FREIGHTER
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Continuous action. Picard and the Pilot looking at one
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another in surprise. (NOTE: The small insignia pin
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seen earlier on the Pilot's sternum is now gone -- this
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is a subtlety that neither we nor Picard should
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notice.)
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PICARD
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Voval...
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The Pilot enters and Picard shuts the door. The Pilot
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is tired, but he looks okay.
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PICARD
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(continuing)
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I thought you were dead...
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The Pilot looks at him.
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PILOT
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Dead?
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PICARD
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Yes. There's a woman who lives
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here... she went to the shuttle...
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she told me you were dead...
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The Pilot realizes what must have happened.
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PILOT
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Yes... that is understandable...
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(explains)
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When my species is injured, our
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metabolic rate slows until our
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body can heal itself...
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(beat)
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This state could easily be
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mistaken for death.
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PICARD
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I see...
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The Pilot shivers a little, cold -- and he moves to the
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fire and begins to warm himself. Anna's necklace is
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visible on the floor next to the fire.
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PILOT
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When you did not return to the
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shuttle... I attempted to track
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you.
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(MORE)
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STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT FIVE 58.
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52 CONTINUED:
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PILOT (Cont'd)
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The surface conditions made it
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very difficult...
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(shivers)
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So cold...
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The Pilot glances toward the door, concerned.
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PILOT
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I saw someone running away from
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here... was it the woman?
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PICARD
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Yes...
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PILOT
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Why would she leave this shelter?
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PICARD
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She was upset.
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The Pilot considers this -- he looks worried.
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PILOT
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Do you think she might... harm
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herself?
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(off his look)
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There's a dangerous precipice near
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here... she was headed in that
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direction...
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Picard eyes the Pilot, curious at the statement.
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PICARD
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It's possible...
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PILOT
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Then we should go find her.
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A beat. Picard is a little suspicious of the Pilot's
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|
urgency to find her, but he decides to play this out.
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PICARD
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All right. You stay here -- warm
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yourself. I'll go look for her...
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The Pilot moves to join him.
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PILOT
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We will go together.
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STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT FIVE 59.
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52 CONTINUED: (2)
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Picard nods. The Pilot opens the door and they EXIT.
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53
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thru OMITTED
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55
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56 EXT. PLANET'S SURFACE - ROCK LEDGE (OPTICAL)
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|
A short time later. Picard and the Pilot stop at a
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|
LEDGE that overlooks a bottomless CHASM. The Pilot
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|
looks into the darkness below with concern.
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PILOT
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Captain -- this ridge extends for
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a kilometer in either direction.
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I suggest we separate -- we can
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search it twice as fast.
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|
Picard nods and they head in opposite directions...
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|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/08/93 - ACT FIVE 60.
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|
57 EXT. PLANET'S SURFACE - ROCK LEDGE - ANOTHER LOCATION
|
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|
|
Picard walking... searching... calling out...
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PICARD
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|
Anna!
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|
|
He keeps walking for a moment... then he sees something --
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|
58 PICARD'S POV (OPTICAL)
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|
Visible in the distance, standing near the edge of the
|
|
cliff -- is Anna. She's staring down into the chasm.
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|
|
|
PICARD
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|
Anna...
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|
|
|
Picard quickly makes his way to her. Anna does not
|
|
even look up at him. She's despondent.
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|
ANNA
|
|
Get away from me...
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|
Picard stops several feet away from her. He eyes her
|
|
a moment, not sure whether she's willing to carry out
|
|
her threat. But he's determined to find out what's
|
|
really going on... and he tries to draw out her true
|
|
intentions...
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|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
You don't have to do this. I
|
|
found Voval, the shuttle pilot --
|
|
he's still alive. He can help us
|
|
get away...
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|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
I don't care.
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|
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|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/08/93 - ACT FIVE 61.
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|
|
58 CONTINUED:
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|
Anna shifts her weight to one leg, and her body sways
|
|
for a moment. Picard tenses, afraid she's going to
|
|
jump -- but she turns around to face him.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
I'll jump... unless you promise...
|
|
to love me...
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PICARD
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Anna --
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|
59 PICARD'S POV
|
|
|
|
ON ANNA'S NECKLACE, which is now back around her neck.
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|
|
|
60 RESUME PICARD (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
He knows something is definitely wrong here. His
|
|
expression hardens.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
No... no, I won't promise that.
|
|
You've been manipulating me,
|
|
haven't you?
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
Jean-Luc, what are you saying?
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Your necklace. I broke it. It
|
|
was lying in the cargo freighter,
|
|
by the fire... I left it there.
|
|
(beat)
|
|
Now it's whole again and back on
|
|
your neck. How?
|
|
|
|
She ignores the inquiry.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
Tell me about your love... I must
|
|
know...
|
|
|
|
Picard is starting to put the pieces together...
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT FIVE 62.
|
|
|
|
60 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Where's Voval? Isn't it
|
|
convenient that he arrived at the
|
|
freighter only moments after you
|
|
left... and then he insisted that
|
|
I come looking for you. He took
|
|
me here to the ledge... where I
|
|
found you... on the cliff, about
|
|
to jump. Very well-timed,
|
|
wouldn't you say?
|
|
|
|
Anna steps dangerously close to the ledge.
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
Jean-Luc...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Are you working together? Voval's
|
|
the only one who could've gotten
|
|
the necklace and given it to
|
|
you...
|
|
|
|
ANNA
|
|
(urgent)
|
|
Tell me about your love -- or I
|
|
will jump!
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Go ahead.
|
|
|
|
She blinks, unsure how to react to that statement.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
What are you waiting for? It's a
|
|
long fall... at least two hundred
|
|
meters. You should die
|
|
instantly... if that's what you
|
|
really want.
|
|
|
|
She glances down into chasm.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
But somehow, I don't think it is.
|
|
|
|
A long beat as Anna's expression fades to resignation.
|
|
She steps away from the ledge... and touches the
|
|
pendant on her necklace --
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT FIVE 63.
|
|
|
|
60 CONTINUED: (2)
|
|
|
|
ANNA TRANSFORMS INTO THE PILOT, VOVAL. The necklace is
|
|
now gone, and in its place we see that Voval is
|
|
touching the small insignia pin at his sternum, which
|
|
is actually an alien holographic projection device.
|
|
|
|
PILOT
|
|
I have failed.
|
|
|
|
Picard reacts, trying to understand.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Failed. Voval... what was the
|
|
purpose of all this?
|
|
|
|
Voval looks disappointed.
|
|
|
|
PILOT
|
|
My name is Ambassador Voval.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Ambassador...
|
|
|
|
PILOT
|
|
My mission was to study human
|
|
intimacy... specifically the
|
|
concept you call love...
|
|
|
|
Picard is astonished.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
You staged the crash... faked my
|
|
injury... and arranged all this to
|
|
see if I would fall in love with
|
|
you?
|
|
|
|
PILOT
|
|
(innocently)
|
|
In our study of your culture, we
|
|
did not understand certain
|
|
concepts. So we sent three
|
|
representatives to study them...
|
|
to experience them...
|
|
|
|
Picard takes a moment.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
What gave you the idea that
|
|
trapping me here would give you
|
|
the opportunity to explore love?
|
|
|
|
The Pilot gestures at the environment.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT FIVE 64.
|
|
|
|
60 CONTINUED: (3)
|
|
|
|
PILOT
|
|
Several years ago, we discovered
|
|
the remains of the Terellian
|
|
freighter on this planet. The
|
|
ship contained logs made by a
|
|
single survivor -- a human woman.
|
|
That was our first contact with
|
|
human culture...
|
|
(beat)
|
|
The woman lived alone here for
|
|
seven years... until another human
|
|
crashed on this planet. A human
|
|
male...
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(realizing)
|
|
And that man was injured... the
|
|
woman nursed him back to health...
|
|
they fell in love...
|
|
|
|
PILOT
|
|
(nods)
|
|
In the logs, she described many
|
|
concepts we found difficult to
|
|
understand. Pleasure...
|
|
antagonism... love. These were
|
|
alien to us. We wished to
|
|
experience them ourselves.
|
|
(beat)
|
|
Ambassador Loquel was sent to
|
|
experience pleasure... Byleth was
|
|
sent to experience antagonism.
|
|
And I was sent to experience...
|
|
love. Was this wrong?
|
|
|
|
Picard takes a moment -- it all makes sense now.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Well... let's just say that we're
|
|
not used to such a... direct
|
|
approach.
|
|
(beat)
|
|
Ambassador Voval... I must tell
|
|
you that in our culture, what
|
|
you've done would be considered
|
|
dangerously close to a crime.
|
|
|
|
Voval looks at him in confusion.
|
|
|
|
PILOT
|
|
(tries the word)
|
|
"Crime... "?
|
|
|
|
Picard sees that they have a big gulf to cover.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT FIVE 65.
|
|
|
|
60 CONTINUED: (4)
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
We can... talk about that later.
|
|
|
|
Picard looks around the rough terrain.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(continuing)
|
|
The first order of business would
|
|
seem to be getting off this
|
|
planet. Am I to assume the
|
|
shuttle is not as badly damaged as
|
|
it looked?
|
|
|
|
PILOT
|
|
That is correct. I only simulated
|
|
the crash. We can leave at any
|
|
time.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Then let's go...
|
|
|
|
As they turn and walk off across the rough terrain...
|
|
|
|
CUT TO:
|
|
|
|
61 EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)
|
|
|
|
at impulse.
|
|
|
|
62 INT. SHUTTLEBAY
|
|
|
|
The Iyaaran shuttlecraft is sitting in the bay with its
|
|
doors open. Picard and Voval are getting out -- Picard
|
|
in his jacket, carrying his duffel bag. They have just
|
|
returned.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/09/93 - ACT FIVE 66.
|
|
|
|
62 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
Riker, Worf, Troi, Loquel and Byleth are ENTERING the
|
|
room together, saying their goodbyes. The mood is
|
|
upbeat. As they make their way to the shuttle...
|
|
|
|
63 RIKER, WORF AND BYLETH
|
|
|
|
walking along, mid-conversation. Byleth is fine, but
|
|
Worf is rubbing his back and shoulders, clearly in a
|
|
great deal of pain. Riker takes note.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
(to Worf)
|
|
You seem a little sore...
|
|
|
|
Worf nods and groans a little.
|
|
|
|
BYLETH
|
|
(explains)
|
|
Lieutenant Worf was kind enough to
|
|
engage me in eleven hours of
|
|
Holodeck battle exercises.
|
|
|
|
RIKER
|
|
(reacts)
|
|
Eleven hours...
|
|
|
|
BYLETH
|
|
I learned a great deal about the
|
|
concept of antagonism.
|
|
|
|
Worf smiles at the memory.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
It was... excruciating.
|
|
|
|
64 TROI AND LOQUEL
|
|
|
|
stop at the shuttlecraft. Loquel turns to face Troi
|
|
and hands her a stack of plain brown WAFERS.
|
|
|
|
LOQUEL
|
|
(re: wafers)
|
|
Counselor, these are bio-enzymatic
|
|
supplements that my people consume
|
|
for food. I'm afraid you will
|
|
find they are not as...
|
|
delicious... as your chocolate.
|
|
|
|
Troi takes the wafers and smiles.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - REV. 07/07/93 - ACT FIVE 67.
|
|
|
|
64 CONTINUED:
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
After the past few days... I could
|
|
use something a little bland.
|
|
|
|
As Loquel returns her smile...
|
|
|
|
65 PICARD AND VOVAL
|
|
|
|
standing at the shuttle, face-to-face.
|
|
|
|
PILOT
|
|
Thank you, Captain. This has been
|
|
an enlightening experience.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
For me as well, Ambassador.
|
|
|
|
Voval frowns a little.
|
|
|
|
PILOT
|
|
And I am sorry if our...
|
|
diplomatic methods offended you.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
On the contrary. I found your
|
|
approach... intriguing.
|
|
(off his look)
|
|
We humans tend to take a rather...
|
|
balanced approach to life. Never
|
|
too much, never too little. It's
|
|
nice to find a culture that's
|
|
willing to take an experience to
|
|
its furthest extremes.
|
|
|
|
Voval smiles.
|
|
|
|
VOVAL
|
|
Goodbye, Captain.
|
|
|
|
STAR TREK: "Liaisons" - 07/06/93 - ACT FIVE 68.
|
|
|
|
66 WIDE ON EVERYONE
|
|
|
|
as Voval, Loquel and Byleth bow ceremoniously. Picard
|
|
joins Riker, Worf and Troi, and they all bow in return.
|
|
It's a warm moment.
|
|
|
|
The three Ambassadors turn to board their shuttlecraft.
|
|
OFF the proud faces of Picard, Riker, Worf and Troi...
|
|
|
|
FADE OUT.
|
|
|
|
END OF ACT FIVE
|
|
|
|
THE END
|
|
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