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Article 66895 of rec.arts.startrek:
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From: mears@hpindda.cup.hp.com (David Mears)
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Newsgroups: rec.arts.startrek
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Subject: ST:TNG script: `The Ghosts of Yesteryear'
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Message-ID: <4650262@hpindda.cup.hp.com>
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Date: 2 Feb 91 00:43:11 GMT
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Organization: HP Information Networks, Cupertino, CA
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Last year, Eric Klien worked with me to help me take a story idea
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that I had and turn it into a script that we could submit to Paramount
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for consideration. As those of you who've seen the posting of the
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rejection letter in RASI are already aware, it was turned down. I
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thought that some of you might find it interesting to read a fan
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script that was actually read by Paramount. You can make your own
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judgements as to how well it compares to stories that have been
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selected for use and airing. Because only a small percentage of sites
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are able to receive alt.startrek.creative, I will post it in
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rec.arts.startrek as well, but to avoid posting a single large file
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all at once (and to drag things out interminably for those who want
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to know how it ends! :-) I will be posting the script one act at a
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time at about one act per week (or maybe slightly faster). So,
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without further ado, here begins, for your enjoyment `The Ghosts of
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Yesteryear.'
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David B. Mears
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Hewlett-Packard
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Cupertino CA
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hplabs!hpda!mears
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mears@hpinddf.cup.hp.com
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Copyright 1990 by David B. Mears and Eric Klien. All
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Rights Reserved.
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STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION
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"The Ghosts of Yesteryear"
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TEASER
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FADE IN:
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EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)
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The Enterprise is orbiting a blue-green planet below.
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PICARD (V.O.)
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Captain's Log, Stardate 44103.9.
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We are in orbit around Alpha
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Centauri where the Enterprise has
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come for a much needed rest and
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relaxation period. We have made
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full use of the time off to
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regenerate sagging spirits and
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tired bodies. I almost feel,
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though, that our time here has
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been too short.
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INT. TURBOLIFT
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PICARD and RIKER are present.
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PICARD
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You should have been there to see
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it, Will!
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(beat)
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It was near the end of the final
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chukker and the match was tied.
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There were three defenders between
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myself and the goal. I lined up
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to shoot, but instead I tapped the
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ball beneath my mount to Smythe,
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who made a clean shot on goal.
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They never had a chance to block
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it. Ah, Number One, it was
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exhilarating!
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RIKER
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Better than the match you played
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on the holodeck last week?
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PICARD
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The holodeck's a fine toy, but
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nothing can quite take the place
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of reality. To strive against
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real players with real horses is
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infinitely more satisfying in the
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long run.
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The turbolift comes to a stop and opens onto the
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bridge, where everyone is present except BEVERLY and
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WESLEY. Picard and Riker step out.
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WORF
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Captain, I'm receiving a Priority
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message for you from Starfleet
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Central. It's from Admiral
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Raintree and it's marked Captain's
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Eyes Only.
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PICARD
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Thank you, Lieutenant. I'll take
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it in my ready room.
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Picard exits the bridge. Riker sits down in the
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center seat, next to Counselor Troi.
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RIKER
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(to Troi)
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I hope it isn't anything serious.
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It's been too long since I've seen
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the Captain relaxed and enjoying
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himself.
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TROI
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I agree. The Captain tends to let
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the stress of his job build up
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inside of him. He so rarely has
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an opportunity to just relax and
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be a person like everyone else.
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RIKER
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It sometimes seems like the
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Captain actually thrives on
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stress.
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TROI
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Still, he needs to leave it behind
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from time to time.
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Picard reenters the bridge. He looks pale and
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disturbed.
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TROI
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(to Riker)
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Something's very wrong.
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RIKER
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Even a non-Betazoid can tell that,
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Counselor.
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PICARD
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Number One, please call Doctor and
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Ensign Crusher to the bridge.
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(beat)
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The message and the mission we've
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been given portends of difficult
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times ahead for the Enterprise and
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her cap--- her crew.
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(slight pause)
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The Crushers are particularly
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affected by this and will need to
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be aware of what's transpiring.
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Please review the message with
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them and the senior staff, then
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come see me.
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Picard is heading towards the turbolift.
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RIKER
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Of course, Captain. Where will
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you be?
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The turbolift doors close.
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EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)
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Still orbiting the planet below.
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INT. MAIN BRIDGE
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Everyone but Picard is present. Riker signals to Worf
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who puts Admiral Raintree on screen. The Admiral is
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an elderly woman of Native American ancestry. Her jet
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black hair has begun to take on a salt and pepper
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look.
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RAINTREE
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Hello, Jean-Luc. Your bridge crew
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will need to hear this, but I owed
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you the privilege of hearing it
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first. About two weeks ago, a
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Tyrolean Swifter on a special run
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found itself passing near the
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Anjinn star system. They'd been
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having communications troubles,
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and were performing tests when
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they intercepted a beacon signal
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in the old light speed bands. The
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time stamp in that signal was only
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five years old.
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(beat)
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Considering the delicate nature of
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this issue, I wanted you to be the
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one to investigate. Be careful,
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Jean-Luc. You know what happened
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the last time a Federation ship
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was in that area.
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Viewscreen goes off.
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RIKER
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I suppose I should already know,
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but what's so special about the
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Anjinn system?
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BEVERLY
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Ten years ago, Captain Picard was
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in command of the science vessel
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Beagle on an Academy training
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mission to the Anjinn star system.
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During the mission, the Beagle was
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attacked and forced to defend
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herself. When it was over, there
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was a single casualty -- Science
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Officer John Andrew Crusher.
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RIKER
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Starfleet couldn't think this
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message means your husband is
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still alive out there.
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WESLEY
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I don't see how they could. I saw
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them bury my father.
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BEVERLY
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I'm afraid, Wesley, all you saw
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was an empty casket. The burial
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was a symbolic gesture on the part
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of Starfleet.
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RIKER
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There was a Starfleet cover-up?
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BEVERLY
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There was no attempt to hide the
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truth. But there was no attempt
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to publicize it either. Wesley,
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you were too young to understand
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the difference, and I never could
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bring myself to tell you the
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truth.
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WESLEY
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(quietly, to himself)
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I can't believe she lied to me!
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RIKER
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Helm, plot a course for the Anjinn
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system. Be ready to leave orbit
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on the Captain's orders.
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Computer, where is the Captain?
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COMPUTER VOICE
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Captain Picard is in holodeck
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four.
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DATA
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Commander, may I join you?
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Riker waves for Data to join him. They leave the
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bridge.
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BEVERLY
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Wesley, we need to talk.
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WESLEY
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You should have talked to me about
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this years ago. Right now, I need
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to think about things to myself.
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Beverly starts to speak but pauses, then leaves the
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bridge. After she leaves, Wesley also leaves.
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FADE OUT.
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END OF TEASER
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Article 67507 of rec.arts.startrek:
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From: mears@hpindda.cup.hp.com (David Mears)
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Newsgroups: rec.arts.startrek
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Subject: Re: ST:TNG script: `The Ghosts of Yesteryear'
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Message-ID: <4650266@hpindda.cup.hp.com>
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Date: 7 Feb 91 17:18:32 GMT
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References: <4650262@hpindda.cup.hp.com>
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As promised, here's the next part of `The Ghosts of Yesteryear'
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David B. Mears
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Hewlett-Packard
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Cupertino CA
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hplabs!hpda!mears
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mears@hpinddf.cup.hp.com
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Copyright 1990 by David B. Mears and Eric Klien. All
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Rights Reserved.
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STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION
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"The Ghosts of Yesteryear"
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ACT ONE
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FADE IN:
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INT. MAIN BRIDGE
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Geordi is sitting next to counselor Troi.
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GEORDI
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Do you think Jack Crusher could
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still be alive out there?
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TROI
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I don't know, but someone had to
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send that message.
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GEORDI
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Could a man survive alone for ten
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years?
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TROI
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We don't know that he has. The
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message was five years old.
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GEORDI
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I'd go crazy if I found myself all
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alone with nothing to do for even
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five years.
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TROI
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You'd be surprised what a person
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can endure when necessary.
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Survival is the strongest instinct
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there is in humans, as well as in
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many other species. Remember when
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you were trapped on Galornden
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Core?
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GEORDI
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I was only on the planet for a few
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hours, and I wasn't alone.
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TROI
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Ten years IS a long time for a man
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to live with no one but himself
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for company. If we do find Jack
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Crusher alive, he may not be the
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man who was left behind.
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WORF
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When the Romulans attacked
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Kittemar and left me to die, I
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survived without adverse effect.
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GEORDI
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You'd just come through the middle
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of a war zone, Worf. And you'd
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just seen your parents killed.
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That couldn't help but affect you.
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TROI
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Jack's experience was much the
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same. He'd been through a battle,
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and just as the Captain assumed
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that Jack had been killed, for all
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Jack knew, the Beagle had been
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destroyed and the Captain killed.
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GEORDI
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It must be hard on the Captain,
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knowing he may have to confront a
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man he abandoned like that.
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TROI
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Though I've sensed some guilt from
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the Captain, he knows what command
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responsibility means, and he knew
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it then. He'll be fine.
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GEORDI
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Well, I certainly don't envy him
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right now.
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TROI
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Nor do I.
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WORF
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A true warrior always finds
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strength through adversity.
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INT. CORRIDOR
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Riker and Data are walking from the turbolift to
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holodeck four.
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DATA
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Commander, do you believe this
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transmission came from Commander
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Crusher?
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RIKER
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I think if Starfleet and Captain
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Picard didn't believe it possible,
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the Captain wouldn't have looked
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so upset.
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DATA
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I do not believe I have ever seen
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the Captain so disturbed. Do you
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think he will be all right?
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RIKER
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We'll know in a minute, Data.
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They arrive at the holodeck entrance.
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RIKER
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Computer, request permission to
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enter holodeck.
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COMPUTER VOICE
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Simulation is not secured.
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(beat)
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You may enter when ready.
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Riker and Data look at each other briefly then enter
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the holodeck.
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INT. HOLODECK
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It is a recreation area filled with gymnastic
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equipment, duotronic games, and a small juice bar to
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the side. Seated alone at a small table by the bar is
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Picard, nursing a pulpy orange colored drink.
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RIKER
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This looks like the Rec Bar at the
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Academy.
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PICARD
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It is, Number One. I suppose I
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wanted to be in an old familiar
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place to think about the past.
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DATA
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No people, Captain?
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PICARD
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At the time, Data, I felt more
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like being alone with my thoughts.
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Picard swirls the juice in his glass and takes a sip.
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RIKER
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It's not like you to brood,
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Captain.
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PICARD
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Being reminded of the death of my
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closest friend is not something I
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have to deal with every day,
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Number One. Jack Crusher and I
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spent a lot of time here going
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through the Academy together.
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(beat)
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It's also where Jack and I spent
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our last few planet bound hours
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before leaving on his final
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mission.
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RIKER
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I'm afraid I'm not as familiar
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with the details of that mission
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as I should be. What happened out
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there?
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PICARD
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It was just after the Stargazer
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had been lost in battle. There
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was a hearing to determine the
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extent of my culpability, and I
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was exonerated. They even ended
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up giving me a bloody medal for
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bravery, though I never felt
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comfortable with that decision.
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DATA
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Starfleet does not bestow
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citations without reason, Captain.
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PICARD
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Afterward, I was given command of
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the SS Beagle for a cadet training
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mission to the Hirgato sector. We
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were to identify and study the
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source of Beckett waves coming
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from there.
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RIKER
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You were exonerated, yet they only
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gave you a small science vessel on
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a cadet training mission?
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PICARD
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There were no ships of the line
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available at that time.
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RIKER
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Jack Crusher was also assigned to
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the mission?
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PICARD
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Jack was at the Academy, giving a
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guest lecture series on the
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quadrature variant of the
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superstring theory. I knew he had
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an interest in Beckett waves, and
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I needed a good Science Officer so
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I asked him to join me. That was
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my first of several decisions that
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would ultimately lead to his
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death.
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Picard pauses for a moment, looking at his drink.
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RIKER
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But he may not really be dead,
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according to Starfleet.
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PICARD
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We had no way of knowing that at
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the time. Upon arriving at the
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Hirgato sector, we localized the
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source of the Beckett waves as
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coming from the Anjinn star
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system. Jack wanted to get some
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preliminary measurements away from
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the ship to avoid the interference
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produced by the warp chamber. He
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took a shuttle craft out, away
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from the ship, and was setting up
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his instruments when it came.
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RIKER
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It?
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PICARD
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The Ghost ship. It came upon us
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without warning.
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DATA
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A ghost ship, Captain?
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PICARD
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A figure of speech, Mr. Data. We
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could see the ship on visual, but
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none of the other ship's sensors
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could pick it up.
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RIKER
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The ship was cloaked and yet it
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didn't affect visual sensors?
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PICARD
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You can't assume all alien
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technology is either better or
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worse than ours, Number One.
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Sometimes, it's just different.
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When you come across the
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different, you take precautions.
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I signaled to Jack to pack up and
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get back as quickly as he could,
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and I ordered shields raised just
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to be safe. An overly eager cadet
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energized ship's phasers as well.
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RIKER
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And the mysterious ship sensed
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that and attacked you?
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PICARD
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Yes. It wasn't a strong attack,
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really only a good shaking. But
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those cadets were just children,
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they weren't prepared for battle.
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I suppose after the Stargazer, I
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wasn't much in the mood myself.
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(beat)
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I'd wanted to wait for Jack to get
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back but there wasn't enough time.
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So I ordered a tractor beam locked
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onto the shuttle and we left as
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quickly as we could without losing
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tractor lock.
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DATA
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Pulling a shuttle craft in tractor
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lock, even at low warp, is highly
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unusual, Captain.
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PICARD
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It was a calculated risk. One
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unfortunately that failed. The
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Ghost ship came after us. They
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fired again, stronger this time.
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(beat)
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I knew we weren't going to escape
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cleanly so I ordered the phasers
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fired at the enemy vessel.
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Apparently, we scored a lucky blow
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because the viewscreen was filled
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with a blinding flash of light.
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When the smoke cleared, so to
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speak, they were gone.
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RIKER
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The Ghost ship?
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PICARD
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The Ghost ship, and the shuttle.
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Ship's sensors were damaged and we
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had only limited visual
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capability. We searched for
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nearly a full day but without
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luck. We finally had no other
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choice but to return to Starbase.
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RIKER
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And so you had to leave your
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friend behind, not knowing if he
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was alive or dead.
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PICARD
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But knowing that if he wasn't
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dead, he likely soon would be.
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Which is why Starfleet declared
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him dead and ordered a memorial
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service. They didn't want too
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many people asking too many
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questions right after the
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Stargazer incident.
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Picard picks up his drink and swirls its contents.
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PICARD
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(continuing)
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I've often wondered if things
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would have turned out differently
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if I'd waited just the minute or
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two longer it would have taken for
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Jack to get safely back to the
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Beagle. The first attack wasn't
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that severe. Perhaps if we'd
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waited; if I'd tried to reason
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with the other ship instead of
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fight. Perhaps ...
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RIKER
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You can't let the ghosts of the
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past continue to haunt you,
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Captain. You can't change what
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happened.
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PICARD
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No, but I mustn't fail to let it
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teach me how to deal with the
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future either, Number One.
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RIKER
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I've had a course laid in for the
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Hirgato sector. It's waiting only
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your orders to proceed. But we
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don't have to go. Admiral
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Raintree gave you the opportunity
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to answer the call. She didn't
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order you to.
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PICARD
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No, Number One. A good captain
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not only must never second guess a
|
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decision once made, he must also
|
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be able to face up to the
|
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consequences of that decision and
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never run from the
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responsibilities it entails. We
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will go.
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PICARD
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(downing the remaining liquid)
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Now, I think it's best we all get
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back to work.
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Riker nods and they all leave.
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FADE OUT.
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END OF ACT ONE
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From: mears@hpindda.cup.hp.com (David Mears)
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Newsgroups: rec.arts.startrek
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Subject: Re: ST:TNG script: `The Ghosts of Yesteryear'
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Message-ID: <4650271@hpindda.cup.hp.com>
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Date: 13 Feb 91 18:35:45 GMT
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ACT TWO, coming up.
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David B. Mears
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Hewlett-Packard
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Cupertino CA
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mears@hpinddf.cup.hp.com
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Copyright 1990 by David B. Mears and Eric Klien. All
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Rights Reserved.
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STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION
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"The Ghosts of Yesteryear"
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ACT TWO
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FADE IN:
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INT. TEN FORWARD
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Wesley is seated at a table near the windows looking
|
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out at the stars going by. Troi enters and comes over
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to him.
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TROI
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Need some company?
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WESLEY
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Can we talk?
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TROI
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You should be talking to your
|
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mother.
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WESLEY
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I can't talk to my mother about
|
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this. Not after what she did.
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TROI
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You know you're going to have to
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talk to her eventually, Wes.
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WESLEY
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Even if she hadn't lied to me, I
|
|
still don't think I could talk to
|
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her now. It's too personal.
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Troi sits down with Wesley.
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TROI
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Then tell me all about it.
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WESLEY
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I hardly ever talk about him, and
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I guess I never really knew how to
|
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express it to him, but I did love
|
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my father. He was my role model
|
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for wanting to learn all about the
|
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sciences.
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TROI
|
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Your father was a great scientist,
|
|
Wes. He was an inspiration to
|
|
many people.
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WESLEY
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Captain Picard was a close friend
|
|
to both my parents, but he would
|
|
always avoid me when he came to
|
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visit. I had to sneak around so I
|
|
could hear him tell my parents all
|
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sorts of wonderful tales of space.
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It was the Captain that gave me
|
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the desire to serve on board a
|
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Starship.
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TROI
|
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And then, one day...
|
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WESLEY
|
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My father told us he had the
|
|
opportunity to serve on a mission
|
|
with Captain Picard. I never saw
|
|
him again after that. And until I
|
|
came aboard the Enterprise, I only
|
|
saw Captain Picard one other time.
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TROI
|
|
When he came to bring the news of
|
|
your father's death.
|
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|
|
WESLEY
|
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It felt like someone had kicked me
|
|
in the stomach. At first I hated
|
|
the Captain for bringing the news,
|
|
and I blamed him for killing my
|
|
father. It was a very long time
|
|
before I understood it really
|
|
wasn't his fault.
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TROI
|
|
And now that word has come that
|
|
your father might still be alive
|
|
out there somewhere, all those old
|
|
feelings have returned.
|
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WESLEY
|
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I feel like I should be looking
|
|
forward to seeing my father again,
|
|
but instead all I feel is a sense
|
|
of dread and fear. Why is that?
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TROI
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Wesley, how old were you when your
|
|
father disappeared?
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WESLEY
|
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Eight.
|
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TROI
|
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And how long ago was that?
|
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WESLEY
|
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About ten years.
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TROI
|
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Wesley, you've lived more years
|
|
since your father left than you
|
|
knew him before. That's a long
|
|
time.
|
|
(beat)
|
|
Remember back to the year your
|
|
mother spent at Starfleet while
|
|
you stayed here on the Enterprise?
|
|
How did you feel when she came
|
|
back after that year?
|
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|
WESLEY
|
|
A little strange, I guess. I was
|
|
glad to see her back, but I felt
|
|
awkward around her for awhile.
|
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TROI
|
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Exactly! Wes, when we love
|
|
someone very much and we don't see
|
|
them for awhile, it's a little
|
|
strange seeing them again for the
|
|
first time. You don't feel
|
|
strange around your mother
|
|
anymore, do you?
|
|
|
|
WESLEY
|
|
No. In some ways, we're closer
|
|
than we've ever been. At least I
|
|
thought so until today.
|
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TROI
|
|
The same thing will happen with
|
|
your father, if we find him. But
|
|
it's going to be harder for you
|
|
because you were much younger when
|
|
he left and it's been a much
|
|
longer time since you've seen him.
|
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|
|
WESLEY
|
|
I think I understand, but I'm not
|
|
sure.
|
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|
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TROI
|
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It's all right to be confused.
|
|
Just don't let it get in the way
|
|
of living your life.
|
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|
|
Wesley stands up.
|
|
|
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WESLEY
|
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Thanks.
|
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TROI
|
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You really should talk to your
|
|
mother, Wes.
|
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|
|
Wesley nods and leaves the room.
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|
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INT. MAIN BRIDGE
|
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|
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DATA
|
|
Entering the Hirgato Sector now,
|
|
Captain. I am receiving the
|
|
beacon signal, originating from
|
|
the second planet in the Anjinn
|
|
system.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Estimated time to orbit?
|
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|
|
DATA
|
|
Five minutes.
|
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PICARD
|
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Very good. Please notify me in
|
|
the transporter room when we make
|
|
orbit. Worf, Counselor, you will
|
|
accompany me to the surface of the
|
|
planet.
|
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|
|
Picard glances at Riker out of the corner of his eye,
|
|
but Riker merely looks back at him with an expression
|
|
that clearly says "I'm not about to argue you on this
|
|
one, Captain."
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Wesley, if you'll call your mother
|
|
to the transporter room, the two
|
|
of you will be joining us as well.
|
|
|
|
WESLEY
|
|
I'll notify my mother, Captain,
|
|
but I think I'd rather stay on
|
|
board.
|
|
|
|
Picard starts to say something, but Counselor Troi
|
|
puts her hand on his arm and speaks softly so that
|
|
only he can hear.
|
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TROI
|
|
It's alright, Captain, he's just
|
|
not ready yet.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Very well. Data, I want every
|
|
visual sensor on full sweep. I
|
|
don't want any surprises like the
|
|
last time I was here.
|
|
|
|
DATA
|
|
(pressing controls on his panel)
|
|
Aye, sir.
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|
|
Picard and the rest of the away team leave the bridge.
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|
|
INT. TRANSPORTER ROOM
|
|
|
|
The away team and CHIEF O'BRIEN are present. Beverly
|
|
is just entering the room.
|
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|
BEVERLY
|
|
I don't know why I bothered to try
|
|
to make myself look more
|
|
presentable. It didn't do any
|
|
good.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(matter-of-factly)
|
|
Don't worry. You look beautiful.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
Really?
|
|
|
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O'BRIEN
|
|
Captain, I'm reading a small
|
|
structure at the source of the
|
|
beacon. I can put you down behind
|
|
a small rise nearby.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Very good. Energize!
|
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|
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|
|
EXT. GRASSLANDS
|
|
|
|
This is a semi-barren world, with mostly scrub for
|
|
vegetation.
|
|
|
|
WORF
|
|
(studying tricorder)
|
|
This way.
|
|
|
|
They go around the small rise. Picard and Worf lead,
|
|
with Beverly and Troi behind. In front of them is a
|
|
small white hut glistening in the bright sunlight.
|
|
Next to it, about twenty feet away, is a small garden
|
|
plot with corn, tomatoes, beans and other fresh
|
|
vegetables growing in neat little rows. The hut has
|
|
an open doorway but it is too dark to see inside.
|
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|
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PICARD
|
|
Hello, in the hut, is anyone
|
|
there?
|
|
|
|
JACK
|
|
(from inside the hut)
|
|
I know that voice!
|
|
|
|
A man appearing to be in his mid-fifties emerges from
|
|
the open doorway, squinting and shading his eyes with
|
|
his hand.
|
|
|
|
JACK
|
|
Jean-Luc? Is that you? Could it
|
|
really be you after all these
|
|
years?
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
Jack? Jack Crusher?
|
|
|
|
JACK
|
|
My God! It IS you! It's been so
|
|
long I'd given up hope anyone
|
|
would ever hear my signal.
|
|
(beat)
|
|
I lost the subspace radio when I
|
|
crashed but I was able to patch up
|
|
a lightspeed transmitter attached
|
|
to a marker buoy I found in
|
|
storage. I was afraid I'd die of
|
|
old age before anyone heard it.
|
|
Yet, here you are. And what of
|
|
Beverly? Have you kept up with
|
|
her, Jean-Luc? Do you know how
|
|
she's been doing?
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I think there's someone else who
|
|
should answer that question for
|
|
you.
|
|
|
|
Beverly steps forward.
|
|
|
|
JACK
|
|
Beverly?
|
|
|
|
Beverly runs toward him.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
Jack!
|
|
|
|
They embrace and kiss.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
(quietly)
|
|
Counselor, what do your empathic
|
|
skills tell you about this man?
|
|
|
|
TROI
|
|
Considering what he must have gone
|
|
through these last ten years,
|
|
everything he's feeling now is
|
|
completely normal, and completely
|
|
human.
|
|
|
|
JACK
|
|
How? Why are you here?
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
I've been serving under Captain
|
|
Picard, off and on, as Chief
|
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Medical Officer aboard the
|
|
Starship Enterprise for a little
|
|
over three years now.
|
|
|
|
Jack gives a brief glance to Picard, then turns back
|
|
to Beverly again.
|
|
|
|
JACK
|
|
What about Wesley? Is he alright?
|
|
What's he been up to? He must be,
|
|
what, eighteen or nineteen by now?
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
He's on board the ship, Jack.
|
|
He's serving as an ensign on the
|
|
Enterprise. He's done so many
|
|
things and learned so much, Jack,
|
|
you'll be very proud of him.
|
|
|
|
JACK
|
|
He's on the ship? Why didn't he
|
|
come with you, Bev? I want to see
|
|
him!
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
Be patient, Jack, this whole thing
|
|
has been very hard on Wes. Just
|
|
give him a little time and a
|
|
little space and I know he'll come
|
|
around.
|
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|
|
JACK
|
|
Captain, I'd like to leave for the
|
|
ship now, if you don't mind. I'll
|
|
come back and gather the things I
|
|
want to take with me before we
|
|
leave orbit. Do we need to leave
|
|
right away?
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
You know what happened the last
|
|
time we were here, but I suppose
|
|
we can stay for a little while.
|
|
The Enterprise should be able to
|
|
give a much better showing of
|
|
herself than we were able to with
|
|
the Beagle.
|
|
(using communicator)
|
|
Enterprise, five to beam up.
|
|
|
|
|
|
INT. TRANSPORTER ROOM
|
|
|
|
Wesley, Riker, and O'Brien are here.
|
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|
|
WESLEY
|
|
I don't know. I'm still not sure
|
|
this was a good idea.
|
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|
|
RIKER
|
|
Come on Wes, you're going to have
|
|
to face him sooner or later.
|
|
|
|
O'BRIEN
|
|
You're lucky to have known your
|
|
father. Mine was lost in the
|
|
Lamdovan Riots before I was born.
|
|
My very pregnant mother barely
|
|
managed to get on the last
|
|
transport out and she wasn't able
|
|
to bring anything with her, not
|
|
even a single picture of my dad.
|
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|
|
RIKER
|
|
A second chance isn't something to
|
|
throw away, Wes. They don't come
|
|
along that often. I nearly lost
|
|
the one chance I had to make
|
|
things right again with my father,
|
|
but I finally came to my senses.
|
|
Don't throw away this opportunity.
|
|
|
|
WESLEY
|
|
(tapping head)
|
|
I know here what you guys are
|
|
trying to tell me.
|
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(placing hand over heart)
|
|
But I just don't feel it here yet.
|
|
I promise you, though, I won't let
|
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myself lose it.
|
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|
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PICARD'S COM VOICE
|
|
Enterprise, five to beam up.
|
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|
|
O'BRIEN
|
|
Acknowledged.
|
|
|
|
The away team and Jack are beamed up.
|
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|
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JACK
|
|
Wesley? Is that you?
|
|
|
|
Wesley just stands there.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
Yes, Jack, this is our son.
|
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|
|
JACK
|
|
Wesley, just look at you! You've
|
|
grown into such a fine young man.
|
|
Come greet your long lost father.
|
|
|
|
Wesley just stands there.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
Wes! The least you could do is
|
|
say hello to your father.
|
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|
|
WESLEY
|
|
I lost my father ten years ago. I
|
|
don't think I can just welcome him
|
|
back like nothing happened. This
|
|
man is a stranger to me.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
Wes!
|
|
|
|
JACK
|
|
It's alright, Bev. I've waited
|
|
ten years, I can wait a little
|
|
longer.
|
|
(to Wesley)
|
|
Wesley, although I'm still your
|
|
father, I guess you really have no
|
|
reason to think of me that way.
|
|
If you're not quite ready to deal
|
|
with that and to accept me back, I
|
|
can live with that, for awhile.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
In the mean time, Jack Crusher,
|
|
I'm going to get you to sickbay
|
|
where I plan to give you a
|
|
thorough, and long overdue,
|
|
checkup.
|
|
|
|
PICARD
|
|
I'm afraid that will have to wait,
|
|
Doctor. I want to convene a
|
|
debriefing session before we leave
|
|
orbit, and I'm not sure I want to
|
|
stay any longer than necessary.
|
|
Do you feel up to it, Jack?
|
|
|
|
JACK
|
|
I'm a little beat but I'd rather
|
|
get it over with so I can spend
|
|
some serious time sleeping and
|
|
being with my family without
|
|
interruptions!
|
|
|
|
Jack turns and winks at his wife. Everyone but
|
|
Beverly and Wesley leaves the room.
|
|
|
|
BEVERLY
|
|
You may be a Starfleet officer,
|
|
young man, but that doesn't excuse
|
|
you from being rude. How can you
|
|
treat your father like that?
|
|
|
|
WESLEY
|
|
How can you act like the last ten
|
|
years never happened? I can't
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just pretend things are the way
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they were before.
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BEVERLY
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If I've learned one thing in life,
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it's that you can't depend on
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things going the way you want.
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Time is too precious a thing to
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waste, and now that I've got your
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father back, I'm not going to run
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the risk of losing him again.
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Beverly turns and leaves the room leaving Wesley
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standing there.
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FADE OUT.
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END OF ACT TWO
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From: mears@hpindda.cup.hp.com (David Mears)
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Newsgroups: rec.arts.startrek
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Subject: Re: ST:TNG script: `The Ghosts of Yesteryear'
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Date: 18 Feb 91 23:37:46 GMT
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When last we left our adventurous spacemen, . . Oh, nevermind.
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Act Three --
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David B. Mears
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Hewlett-Packard
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Cupertino CA
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Copyright 1990 by David B. Mears and Eric Klien. All
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Rights Reserved.
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STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION
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"The Ghosts of Yesteryear"
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ACT THREE
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FADE IN:
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INT. CONFERENCE ROOM
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Everyone including Jack is present.
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PICARD
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After the destruction of the
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unknown vessel, we retraced our
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path and spent a full day
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searching for you before we were
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forced to give up.
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JACK
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When you first started dragging me
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out with the tractor beam, I
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honestly thought you were crazy.
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I had barely enough time to try to
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hold on with bare knuckles. When
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the ship came after us and opened
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fire the second time, I was thrown
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from the seat, struck my head and
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blacked out.
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RIKER
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Then you had no idea what had
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happened with the Beagle?
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JACK
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When I came to, the shuttle was
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tumbling out of control, headed
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directly for the planet where you
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found me. I just barely managed
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to land in one piece.
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RIKER
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So you had no idea how long you
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were out or where you were? Did
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you try to make contact with the
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Beagle?
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JACK
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The subspace radio was but one of
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many casualties. I found an old
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locator buoy, but without a
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functioning subspace transducer
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coil, it seemed pretty hopeless.
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I managed to get it transmitting
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on the old broadband frequencies,
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but I knew it would be a long time
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if ever before anyone heard it.
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PICARD
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If the Tyroleans hadn't passed
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through the area, we still
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wouldn't have heard your signal.
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You were very lucky.
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Jack turns to look Picard squarely in the face.
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JACK
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Sometimes luck is all you can
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count on.
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The Enterprise personnel sit in stunned silence as the
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meaning of the veiled accusation sinks in.
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JACK
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(continuing)
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With the matter of calling for
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help out of the way, I decided to
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do a little exploring. My only
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functioning tricorder gave no
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clues so I picked a direction that
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looked promising, and took off.
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Just over the ridge I found
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another ship about twice the size
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of my own.
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DATA
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Could you describe the other ship?
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JACK
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It was boxy, no struts or legs to
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hold it up, sitting flat on the
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ground. I tried checking it out
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with the tricorder, but it didn't
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even register. Yet my own
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shuttle, back over the ridge, did.
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DATA
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That does correlate with a similar
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phenomenon mentioned by Captain
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Picard concerning the ship that
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attacked the Beagle.
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PICARD
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I don't know if we destroyed that
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ship or not, but from your
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description, I'm certain it was at
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least ten times the size of the
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one you found. They must have
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launched a shuttle undetected
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during the commotion of battle.
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BEVERLY
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You never found any inhabitants
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from the ship you found?
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JACK
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Absolutely none.
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RIKER
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That's curious.
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DATA
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But possibly not unexpected.
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PICARD
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Explain, Mister Data.
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Data starts to speak, then looks at Jack and stops.
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Finally he looks back at Picard and continues.
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DATA
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I have yet to complete my data
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analysis, and am not prepared at
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this time to report on my
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findings.
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PICARD
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Very well, but please do so as
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quickly as possible. We're in
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dangerous space.
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DATA
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Certainly, Captain.
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JACK
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By cannibalizing both ships, I was
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able to construct the hut you
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found me in down below. It's
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mostly just the main body of the
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alien ship.
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RIKER
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Our transporter chief had no
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trouble in locating your hut with
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ship's sensors. How could that be
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if what you told us is true?
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JACK
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I don't know. Maybe the effect
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wears off with time. Maybe it
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stopped when I pulled the thing
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apart. To be honest, I never
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thought about it again.
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BEVERLY
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I think you should have all the
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information you need for now,
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Captain.
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PICARD
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Yes, quite. We can let Jack go
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for now.
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BEVERLY
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Now I'm going to get you to
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sickbay for that checkup.
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JACK
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I'm very tired, Bev. Can you give
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me an hour's nap before we get
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into that?
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BEVERLY
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Very well, but don't think for a
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moment you're going to get out of
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this! I've got some lab work to
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finish, but I'll join you in my,
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in our cabin shortly.
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PICARD
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Lieutenant Worf, please escort
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Commander Crusher to the doctor's
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cabin.
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WORF
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If you'll follow me, sir.
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Worf and Jack leave through the door out into the
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corridor. The remaining people leave through the door
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to the bridge, but Riker holds Picard back for a
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moment.
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RIKER
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Shouldn't we have Worf put a
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security guard outside the cabin?
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PICARD
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I don't think that will be
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necessary, Number One. Jack
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Crusher is not a threat to this
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ship.
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RIKER
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Until we know for sure what
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happened on that planet, I don't
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think it's wise to make any
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assumptions.
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PICARD
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Commander, I was forced to leave
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Jack Crusher behind to die ten
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years ago. I will not now insult
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him by treating him as you
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suggest.
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Picard turns and leaves for the bridge.
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INT. TURBOLIFT
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Worf and Jack are in the turbolift.
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JACK
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You know Lieutenant, it pleases me
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to see a Klingon warrior aboard
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the Enterprise. It could prove to
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be very useful.
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WORF
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Sir?
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JACK
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Ten years ago when I was marooned,
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the Klingon-Federation Alliance
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was very young, and the years of
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conflict preceding it were many.
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It wouldn't have taken much to
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turn an uneasy truce into a costly
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war. Yet here you are, serving
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aboard a Federation Starship.
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WORF
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Even today there are those who are
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not pleased being in the alliance.
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Many still live who served during
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the conflicts. Memories sometimes
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die harder than those who fought
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in battle.
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The turbolift comes to a halt and they exit to the
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corridor.
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JACK
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Ghosts of the past.
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WORF
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(indignantly)
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Klingons do not believe in ghosts,
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or spirits.
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JACK
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It's just a figure of speech among
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humans, Lieutenant. It means that
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memories live on, even after the
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times and people are gone.
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WORF
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The Klingons do have a saying:
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SuvwI' Heghpu' 'ach bortaSDaj
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ratlh. (shoov-WEE khegh-poo, uch
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bor-TASH-dooj rah-TLL. A warrior
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dies, but his vengeance remains.)
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JACK
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Tell me, Lieutenant, how is it you
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not only live with those ghosts,
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but can also work so closely with
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humans without having the memories
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affect your work?
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WORF
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My parents were killed in a
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surprise attack by the Romulans
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who left me to die a slow and
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honorless death. A Federation
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scout found me and I was taken to
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be raised by a human family. It
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allowed me to see both sides.
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JACK
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Having the experiences of many
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lives can make a very powerful
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warrior.
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Worf stops outside a door and Jack follows suit.
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WORF
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We have arrived at the Doctor's
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cabin.
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Worf opens the door and Jack enters the room and turns
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to face the Klingon through the open door. The camera
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perspective changes to be from inside looking out to
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Worf.
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JACK
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Thank you, Lieutenant, for the
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company and the conversation. We
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must find time to talk again.
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WORF
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Yes. I would like to learn more
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of Captain Picard's past, and his
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ghosts.
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The door closes and we see now only Jack.
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JACK
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Before we are done, my warrior
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friend, the entire crew will learn
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more than any of you bargained
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for.
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INT. MAIN BRIDGE
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Data is seated at the science station at the back of
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the bridge viewing records on the console. Wesley
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comes and sits down next to him.
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WESLEY
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(quietly)
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Data, do you remember Dr. Soong
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very well?
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DATA
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I remember all of my experiences
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in perfect detail.
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WESLEY
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That's not what I mean.
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DATA
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Ah, you are thinking of Dr. Soong
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as my father and wishing to equate
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your experiences now to my own.
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WESLEY
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Something like that.
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DATA
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While I spent time with Dr. Soong
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during the few weeks before I was
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shut off to save me from the
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crystal creature, I can not really
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say I knew him.
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WESLEY
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What if you suddenly found out he
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was still alive out there
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somewhere? How would you feel?
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DATA
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I would not feel anything.
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WESLEY
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If you met him again, what would
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you say to him?
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DATA
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I would first ask him what had
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happened to him during the last
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years, and then I would ask him to
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tell me more about myself and his
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motivations for creating me, and
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my brother Lore.
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WESLEY
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What would you call him?
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DATA
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I would call him Doctor Soong.
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WESLEY
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Data, no, you don't understand.
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DATA
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I am afraid I do not, Wesley.
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WESLEY
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When my father left, I was only
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eight years old. I called him
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Dadaw. But that's a child's name
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for a father. I'm an adult now
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and it wouldn't be appropriate.
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Calling him Father seems too cold.
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I'm having trouble feeling close
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to him anymore, but I don't want
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to exaggerate the problem.
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DATA
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You could call him Doctor Crusher,
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or perhaps just Jack.
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WESLEY
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Data, you're no help.
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DATA
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I am sorry Wesley. Counseling
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humans in emotional issues is not
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an area in which I am proficient.
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Perhaps Counselor Troi can help
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you find the answers you seek.
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WESLEY
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We've already talked.
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DATA
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Then perhaps you can find them
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within yourself.
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Wesley gets up and leaves and Data goes back to
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studying his computer readouts.
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INT. DEANNA TROI'S CABIN
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Deanna is sitting and reading on a sofa amid several
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large overstuffed cushions. The door chime rings.
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TROI
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Come in.
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The door opens and Riker enters. Troi smiles as she
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sees him.
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TROI
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(continuing)
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Hi, Will.
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Her smile quickly fades.
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TROI
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(continuing)
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You're worried about the Captain,
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aren't you?
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RIKER
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Deanna, I wish you'd stop telling
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me how I feel before I have the
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chance to tell you.
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TROI
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I'm sorry. You ARE worried!
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What's wrong?
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RIKER
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I'm worried about the Captain. I
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fear he's letting his personal
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feelings for Commander Crusher
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cloud his judgement concerning the
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safety of the ship.
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TROI
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I have sensed a certain amount of
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guilt from the Captain. It's
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possible he's overcompensating for
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those feelings by treating the
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Commander with extra care.
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RIKER
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I've never seen him let personal
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matters get in the way of ship's
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business before. I'm worried it
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may endanger the ship.
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TROI
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Have you talked with him about it?
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RIKER
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No, I wanted someone to tell me
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I'm not imagining things before I
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go accusing him of anything so
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drastic.
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TROI
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I've never seen the Captain
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intentionally endanger the lives
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of those around him. And I've
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never seen him refuse to listen to
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constructive criticism. You need
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to talk this out with him, to
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clear the air. Both of you will
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feel better for it.
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RIKER
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I suppose you're right.
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Riker turns to leave and the door opens to let him
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out. Riker exits, then turns to face Deanna again.
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RIKER
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(continuing)
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And I hope I'm wrong, about Jack
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and the Captain, for all our
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sakes.
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INT. CAPTAIN'S READY ROOM
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Picard is sitting at his desk looking at something on
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his display which we cannot see. He is pondering.
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The chime for his door sounds.
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PICARD
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Enter.
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The doors open and Riker enters.
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RIKER
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Captain, why haven't we left yet?
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PICARD
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Commander Crusher has been too
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busy to bring up his belongings
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from the surface.
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RIKER
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We could have gathered his things
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for him hours ago without having
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to bother him.
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PICARD
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That wouldn't be polite, Number
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One.
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RIKER
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Permission to speak candidly, sir?
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PICARD
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Always.
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RIKER
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I don't think this has anything to
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do with politeness. I think
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you're feeling guilty for having
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left Jack Crusher behind all those
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years ago, and now you're bending
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over backward to be nice to him,
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even if it endangers the ship.
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PICARD
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What is it you're really trying to
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say, Commander?
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RIKER
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Captain, I don't feel comfortable
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staying here with the possibility
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of another Ghost ship returning.
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PICARD
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I almost hope they do. I'd like
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another chance to talk to them and
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find out more about them.
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RIKER
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Do you think that's wise?
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PICARD
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It may not be wise, Number One,
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but it IS the reason we're out
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here. We could have the
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opportunity to interact with
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beings completely unlike any we've
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met before. And even if there is
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a confrontation, I believe the
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Enterprise can take care of
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herself.
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Neither man says anything for a moment.
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PICARD
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(continuing)
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Is there anything else, Commander?
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RIKER
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No, sir.
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PICARD
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Very well. Dismissed.
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Picard returns to looking at his display and Riker
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leaves.
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FADE OUT.
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END OF ACT THREE
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From: mears@hpindda.cup.hp.com (David Mears)
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Newsgroups: rec.arts.startrek
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Subject: Re: ST:TNG script: `The Ghosts of Yesteryear'
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Message-ID: <4650275@hpindda.cup.hp.com>
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Date: 25 Feb 91 18:19:12 GMT
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David B. Mears
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Copyright 1990 by David B. Mears and Eric Klien. All
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STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION
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"The Ghosts of Yesteryear"
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ACT FOUR
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FADE IN:
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INT. DOCTOR CRUSHER'S CABIN
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Jack Crusher is sitting at a computer studying
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something on the viewscreen. A door behind him,
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leading between the Doctor's cabin and her sickbay,
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opens. He turns off the computer display before
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anyone can see what he has been looking at.
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BEVERLY
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(entering through the door)
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I thought you were going to get
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some rest.
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JACK
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I guess the excitement of being
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rescued was more than I thought.
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I just couldn't get any sleep.
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(motioning to the nearby bed)
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Come, sit, let's talk.
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BEVERLY
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We really should get you to
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sickbay for that exam. That's
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what I came here for.
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JACK
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The exam can wait, Bev. I haven't
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had the chance to talk to you for
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ten years. There's so many things
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I want to say, so many things I
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need to ask.
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Beverly hesitates for a moment, then sits.
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BEVERLY
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Where do we begin after ten years
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apart?
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JACK
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Tell me, what did you do to try to
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deal with my death? And how did
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you end up here, on the
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Enterprise, with Picard?
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BEVERLY
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I left the University to set up a
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clinic in a small town in Iowa. I
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had to get away from the coast,
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the University, Starfleet, and
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anything else that reminded me of
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you or of him.
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JACK
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But you didn't stay.
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BEVERLY
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No, I couldn't really get away
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from your memory. And Wesley was
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suffering. He had such a
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voracious appetite for learning
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and he was being stifled by the
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very small town limitations I had
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gone there to find. He was
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growing up and I could see the
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same wanderlust in him that I'd
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seen in both yours and Jean-Luc's
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eyes so many years before.
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JACK
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You were afraid of losing Wesley,
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weren't you?
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BEVERLY
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I couldn't stand the thought of
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losing him after having already
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lost you. He was the only part of
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you I had left. When he started
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talking of wanting to join up with
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Starfleet I knew the only way I'd
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keep him was to go myself and
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bring him with me.
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JACK
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But why the Enterprise? Why
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Picard?
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BEVERLY
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When I heard Starfleet was about
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to launch a new Galaxy Class ship,
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with families on board along with
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the officers and crew, I knew that
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was where I needed to be. And
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when I found out Jean-Luc was
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going to be her Captain, I
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realized I finally had to face
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him.
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JACK
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I'm not sure I understand why
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you'd want to put yourself through
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that.
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BEVERLY
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The Captain didn't understand it
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either. When he found out I'd
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been assigned to the Enterprise,
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he graciously offered me the
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opportunity to transfer to another
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ship. You should have seen the
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look on his face when I told him
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I'd requested assignment to the
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Enterprise.
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JACK
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So there was nothing between the
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two of you, then?
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BEVERLY
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(laughs)
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Is that why you've been acting so
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cold around Jean-Luc? You know he
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feels badly enough about what
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happened as it is.
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(shakes her head in disbelief)
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I won't say I haven't thought
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about it from time to time. He's
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an attractive man and you were
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dead as far as anyone knew. Was I
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supposed to just shrivel up and
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die? Anyway, the Captain's too
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busy with his ship to pay
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attention to a woman.
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(beat)
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Most of the time, anyway.
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(beat)
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But now you're back in my life,
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and I still love you, Jack
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Crusher, and I always did no
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matter what you may think.
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(stands up)
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And we've spent enough time
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jabbering. It's time for your
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physical.
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JACK
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(yawning)
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You know, Bev, all this talk has
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used up all that nervous energy I
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had before. I think I WILL take
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that nap now. I'll see you later
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for the exam, OK?
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BEVERLY
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Jack Crusher, you may be my
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husband, and Jean-Luc Picard may
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be Captain of this ship, but when
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it comes to medical matters, I'm
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the boss around here.
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(points to doorway)
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Now move it, Mister!
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INT. MAIN BRIDGE
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Picard reenters the bridge from his ready room.
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DATA
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Captain, I have finished my
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records search and I believe I
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have found information relevant to
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both the Beagle mission and our
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present situation.
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PICARD
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What is it, Data?
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DATA
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A search of Starfleet records for
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related material turned up nothing
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beyond your own report. I also
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found nothing in the Federation
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Science records, as well as those
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of the Klingon Empire, the Nordane
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Protectorate, the Bryzantean
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Syndicate, the---
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PICARD
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(interrupting)
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But you did find something.
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DATA
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Yes, sir, in the Federation
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Archeological Archives.
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Expeditions to two different
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planetary systems by unrelated
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archaeological teams reported
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similar mythos found among the
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remains of the civilizations on
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their respective planets. Each
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civilization had expired more than
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a thousand years before the Beagle
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contact, and neither civilization
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had ever made contact with the
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other. Yet each team reported
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information closely matching that
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from your report. Each system was
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within twenty-five light years of
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the other and of the Anjinn
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system.
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RIKER
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Do you think there's a connection
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between the dead civilizations and
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the Beagle encounter?
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DATA
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The research teams reported
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numerous accounts of visitations
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by alien ships which seemed to
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appear out of nowhere without
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being detected by planetary sensor
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systems. And although widely
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discredited by the official
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planetary governing bodies, there
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were claims that aliens were
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merging themselves with some
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citizens.
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RIKER
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Merging themselves? Do you mean
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the aliens were replacing the
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natives?
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DATA
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I do not know, Commander, I am
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only able to quote from the
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reports. A few of the people who
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were supposed to have been taken
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over were examined, but no
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evidence was ever found they were
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not who they claimed to be.
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Eventually, all those who had made
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the claims recanted them as having
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been an elaborate hoax.
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PICARD
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You say these things happened in
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nearly identical fashion in each
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of the two lost cultures?
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DATA
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It appears each civilization died
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out without explanation within one
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century of the first alien
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reports. They simply ceased to
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exist.
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RIKER
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(to himself)
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Merged?
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(aloud)
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What a horrible way to die. To
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exist and yet not exist. To no
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longer be you, but some alien
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creature.
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DATA
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Captain, assuming this to be true,
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it is possible Commander Crusher-
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--
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PICARD
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(interrupting)
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Might not really be himself, but
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an alien from the Ghost Ship.
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DATA
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Commander Crusher did say no
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evidence was found of any being in
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the other ship.
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RIKER
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Surely the Enterprise' instruments
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are much better than those of the
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two dead civilizations. I'm sure
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we'd be able to tell if Jack had
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been taken over.
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PICARD
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He has seemed to display some
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reluctance to participate in a
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medical examination.
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(using communicator)
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Sickbay. Doctor Crusher, are you
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there?
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BEVERLY'S COM VOICE
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Yes, Captain, what can I do for
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you?
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PICARD
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Has Jack come by for his checkup
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yet?
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BEVERLY'S COM VOICE
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It took some convincing to get him
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here, but yes, he has. In fact he
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left here just a few minutes ago.
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PICARD
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Any results, yet? Did anything
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out of the ordinary show up?
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BEVERLY'S COM VOICE
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Everything was completely normal.
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PICARD
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Anything too normal? Any old
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injuries that don't show up?
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Anything like that?
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BEVERLY'S COM VOICE
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Well, there was that old fencing
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injury, but the scar was still
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there.
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(sounding worried now)
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Why, Jean-Luc? Is something
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wrong?
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PICARD
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One moment, Doctor.
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Picard pushes a control on his arm rest control pad.
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Picard and Riker then turn to look at each other for a
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moment.
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PICARD
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Computer, please locate Jack
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Crusher.
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COMPUTER VOICE
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All ship's personnel accounted
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for. Unregistered person located
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in Main Engineering.
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PICARD
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Picard to Engineering. Jack, are
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you down there?
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(pause)
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Lieutenant LaForge, can you
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respond?
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After a long pause, Worf heads for the turbolift.
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PICARD
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Worf, I want you here to
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coordinate security activities.
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Mr. Data will check out
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Engineering.
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Data gets up and leaves. Picard pushes the button on
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his arm rest again.
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PICARD
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(continuing)
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Beverly, it appears there's some
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trouble in Engineering, your
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services might be needed. And
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yes, something could be very
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wrong. We now believe the man we
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brought back to the Enterprise is
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not really Jack Crusher, but an
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alien who has taken over his body.
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BEVERLY'S COM VOICE
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(hesitantly)
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I see.
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PICARD
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Well, Number One, it looks like we
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were both wrong. Apparently, our
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sensors aren't any better at
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detecting these creatures than
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those civilizations' were. I only
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hope my indulgence in accepting
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the creature as Jack Crusher won't
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prove to be fatal.
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INT. MAIN ENGINEERING
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Data is just arriving. He finds several engineering
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personnel laying sprawled on the floor, and Beverly
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kneeling over Geordi who was in the same general state
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as his fellow engineers.
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DATA
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Are they all right, Doctor?
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BEVERLY
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They're alive.
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DATA
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(using communicator)
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Captain, I am in Engineering.
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Doctor Crusher is here
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administering to the needs of the
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engineering crew who appear to
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have been attacked.
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BEVERLY
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(so as to be heard)
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They're all in a state of heavy
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stun. It's similar to a phaser
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stun, but appears to be more long
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lasting.
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DATA
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Several of the engineering panels
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appear to have been tampered with.
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I cannot at this time assess the
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damage.
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INT. MAIN BRIDGE
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PICARD
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Doctor, is Lieutenant LaForge
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there?
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BEVERLY'S COM VOICE
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Yes, Captain, I'm looking after
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him now.
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PICARD
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Can you bring him safely back to
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consciousness? I need him to
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assess the damage.
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BEVERLY'S COM VOICE
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I'll do what I can.
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PICARD
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Worf, alert your security teams to
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be on the lookout for the alien.
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Use extreme caution, he's
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apparently armed and dangerous.
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WORF
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They're already on their way.
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INT. CORRIDOR
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Wesley is walking down a corridor mumbling to himself,
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trying to decide how best to address his father when
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he sees him. He is nearly run down by Jack coming in
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the opposite direction as he rounds a corner.
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WESLEY
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Dad!
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Wesley turns and follows his father who is walking at
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a good clip.
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WESLEY
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(continuing)
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I was just coming to see you, to
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apologize for the way I've been
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acting since you came aboard.
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JACK
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That's alright, Wes. I know you
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must have been filled with so many
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confusing thoughts and emotions.
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Soon all that will be over. Soon
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you'll understand everything.
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As Wesley and Jack round a corner, they run into two
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SECURITY GUARDS with phasers drawn.
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WESLEY
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What's the meaning of this?
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GUARD ONE
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Orders from Lieutenant Worf.
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We're to locate and detain Jack
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Crusher until the Lieutenant can
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interrogate the prisoner.
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WESLEY
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Prisoner?
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Camera follows as Jack pushes Wesley away from him and
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onto the floor. Phaser blasts hit above Wesley where
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Jack was. Then the camera pulls back to show that the
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guards are stunned and Jack is gone.
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INT. MAIN BRIDGE
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WORF
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A security team in sciences has
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reported they are closing in on
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Commander Crusher.
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WESLEY'S COM VOICE
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Captain Picard? This is Wesley.
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I was with my father when two
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guards stopped us and claimed he
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was a prisoner. The next thing I
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knew, he pushed me down to the
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floor, they were stunned and he'd
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disappeared. What's going on?
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PICARD
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Wesley, the man you were with is
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not your father, but an alien.
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Your report, however, may be of
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critical value in helping us deal
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with him. Worf, please pull your
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security teams out between the
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science labs and transporter room.
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WORF
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Sir?
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PICARD
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Jack, or whatever he is, is headed
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in that direction and I don't want
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anyone else hurt. We're not ready
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yet to face him.
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(to com)
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Chief O'Brien, Jack Crusher's
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headed your way. I want you out
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of the way. Whatever happens, do
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not interfere with him.
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O'BRIEN'S COM VOICE
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Will do, Captain.
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RIKER
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If this man, or whatever he is, is
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so dangerous, why are we letting
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him leave the ship?
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PICARD
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It's precisely because he IS so
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dangerous that I want him off the
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ship.
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(beat)
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Mister Worf, I want you to
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accompany myself and Commander
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Riker to the planet. Select two
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guards to accompany us.
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RIKER
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Captain, I said nothing before
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because Jack Crusher was such a
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close friend of yours, but I must
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strongly object to your going
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after him now. It's too
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dangerous.
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PICARD
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Your objections have been noted,
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Commander. But I believe I'm the
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only hope we have of stopping him.
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Picard goes towards the turbolift. Riker is not
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following him.
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PICARD
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(continuing)
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Coming, Number One?
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FADE OUT.
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END OF ACT FOUR
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From: mears@hpindda.cup.hp.com (David Mears)
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Newsgroups: rec.arts.startrek
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Subject: Re: ST:TNG script: `The Ghosts of Yesteryear'
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Message-ID: <4650278@hpindda.cup.hp.com>
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Date: 1 Mar 91 23:29:34 GMT
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References: <4650262@hpindda.cup.hp.com>
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Organization: HP Information Networks, Cupertino, CA
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Bullwinkle: Hey, Rocky! Watch me pull Act V out of my hat!
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Rocky: That old trick? That never works!
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Bullwinkle: Oh yeah? Watch this!
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Copyright 1990 by David B. Mears and Eric Klien. All
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Rights Reserved.
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STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION
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"The Ghosts of Yesteryear"
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ACT FIVE
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FADE IN:
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INT. TRANSPORTER ROOM
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Two new security guards are ready for beam down.
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O'Brien is at the controls. Picard, Worf, and Riker
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are entering the room.
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O'BRIEN
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I kept out of sight as ordered,
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but was able to see what happened.
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Jack Crusher transported himself
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and a bundle to the planet.
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PICARD
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What coordinates?
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O'BRIEN
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They're still set to the structure
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where we beamed you up earlier.
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GEORDI'S COM VOICE
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Captain, I have a preliminary
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report on engine room damage.
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PICARD
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Glad to hear you're feeling
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better, Mr. LaForge. Let's hear
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it.
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GEORDI'S COM VOICE
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Whoever did this knew what they
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were doing. The main warp engine
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coupling circuits have been taken
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out. Also the primary backup, the
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phaser couplings, and the shield
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control circuits.
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PICARD
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Can the circuits be fixed?
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GEORDI'S COM VOICE
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Not without Starbase facilities.
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This guy did a real professional
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job. Shields and weapons are
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definitely out for the duration.
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RIKER
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I think we may have overstayed our
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welcome.
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GEORDI'S COM VOICE
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We may still have one chance left
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with the Warp drive, but I haven't
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been able to check it out yet.
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PICARD
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Do what you can, Geordi. If you
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can't get Warp working again, then
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get everyone in the saucer section
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and we'll leave on maximum
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impulse.
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GEORDI'S COM VOICE
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Yes, sir. Oh, and Captain,
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there's a subspace transducer
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assembly missing. It's not
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critical, but I thought you'd like
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to know.
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WORF'S COM VOICE
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Captain, I'm picking up a ship at
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extreme range, but on visual scans
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only. It's traveling toward us at
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Warp three point four.
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PICARD
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How much time, Lieutenant?
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WORF'S COM VOICE
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Fourteen minutes.
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PICARD
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Geordi, forget the impulse
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engines, get the warp drive
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working any way you can! Mr.
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O'Brien, reset transporter to our
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original beamdown coordinates.
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O'BRIEN
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Got it.
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Worf, Picard, Riker, and the security guards are
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beamed down.
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EXT. GRASSLANDS
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Worf silently directs the security guards to take up
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positions on two low hills overlooking each side of
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the encampment. Picard takes out his phaser, and
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leads the remaining three around the embankment and
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into sight of the hut. He points the phaser at the
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hut.
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PICARD
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Jack, or whatever you are now, we
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know you're here.
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Jack strolls out of the hut.
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JACK
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Do you really think you can stop
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me? Your ship's disabled and I've
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repaired my subspace radio, thanks
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to the generosity of your
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engineering department. My people
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will soon be coming and there'll
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be no way to stop us from taking
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the Enterprise and her crew. With
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that, the galaxy will at last be
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ours.
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PICARD
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You have no right to do this!
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JACK
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We have the right to survive!
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PICARD
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Not at the expense of other
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sentient species. You've already
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killed off two civilizations that
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we know of, and what has it gotten
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you? You're still looking for
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victims.
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JACK
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They were weak. They couldn't
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help us to survive. You humans
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are strong, though. We'll make it
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this time. And I know enough of
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your human heritage, Jean-Luc, to
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know that your race hasn't always
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abided by those lofty sounding
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words of yours. You're just as
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guilty as we are.
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PICARD
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Whatever evils the human race has
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perpetrated, it's in the past.
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JACK
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Yet you hold those two
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civilizations from the past
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against my people.
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PICARD
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Then let's talk of the present,
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and the future. The Federation
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will help your people in any way
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we can.
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JACK
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There's nothing your Federation
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can give us, Captain, except your
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bodies and your souls.
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PICARD
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Not if you're not willing to sit
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down and negotiate, no.
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JACK
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It's the only way we can survive,
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Captain. We will take what we
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need to survive.
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PICARD
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Not if I stop you.
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JACK
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You? How? You don't know what
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you're up against. I'm too good,
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too fast.
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(beat)
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You don't believe me? Watch!
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He quickly pulls out a weapon and stuns the two guards
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up on the overlooks with two shots. Special effect
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should show blurring motion too hard to follow.
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JACK
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(continuing)
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Oh, don't worry, Captain, they're
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not dead. We'll need all the
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bodies we can get. Can't you see
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your position's hopeless? There's
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nothing you can do.
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PICARD
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I don't believe that, because I
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believe there's still some small
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part of the real Jack Crusher left
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in you.
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JACK
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I have Jack Crusher's body, right
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down to the cell structure and
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DNA. I have all his memories, a
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knowledge of his likes, his
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dislikes, every one of his
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emotions and every bit of his
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personality at my recall if I need
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them. But I'm not Jack, he's been
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gone for ten years.
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PICARD
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I believe you may have done too
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good a job of assimilating Jack.
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I think there's enough of him in
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you that he and I together will
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defeat you.
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JACK
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Then you're a fool, Captain. The
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moment you begin to thumb the
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trigger on your phaser, I'll take
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you out just like the guards. And
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before your two friends can help
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you, I'll take them out too.
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Then, there'll be nothing left to
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do but wait for your replacements
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to come and claim your bodies.
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ON PICARD'S THUMB
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Picard moves his thumb closer to the phaser trigger.
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WIDE ANGLE
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Jack looks nervous. Picard looks calm.
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ON PICARD'S THUMB
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Picard's thumb twitches.
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WIDE ANGLE
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Suddenly, a large discharge of energy envelops the
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space between the two men and they are thrown to the
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ground from the resulting blast. For a few seconds,
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it is unclear who has won the battle.
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PICARD
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Am I still here, Number One?
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RIKER
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It appears so.
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Riker helps Picard up and they walk towards Jack's
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body. Then the body is surrounded by a glowing area
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and it slowly dissolves. For several seconds, they
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all stare at the now empty ground without anyone
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speaking.
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PICARD
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We must destroy that transmitter.
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Picard points his phaser at the hut and the other two
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follow suit. Together they fire and destroy the
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structure.
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PICARD
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(using communicator)
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Enterprise.
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DATA'S COM VOICE
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Data here, Captain. I trust you
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were successful.
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PICARD
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The creature is destroyed and the
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transmitter disabled. Do you have
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a status report on the engines?
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GEORDI'S COM VOICE
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Our one chance panned out,
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Captain. The creature apparently
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didn't know about the secondary
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Warp backup system in the
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auxiliary engineering room. It's
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still intact and we've coupled it
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into the main reactors. We will
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have to limit ourselves to Warp
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four, though, until we can get to
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a repair dock.
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PICARD
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Good work, Geordi. We'll need
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every bit of engine power you can
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deliver to outrun that incoming
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ship.
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WORF'S COM VOICE
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Captain, the ship is now less than
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two minutes away from our
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position.
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PICARD
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Then we have no time to waste.
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Enterprise, beam us up. And
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notify Doctor Crusher her
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professional skills will be
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needed.
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The three standing and two guards on the overhangs are
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all beamed back to the ship.
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INT. TRANSPORTER ROOM
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As the away team beams back in, Dr. Crusher is waiting
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for them. Picard and Beverly look at each other
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without speaking. Then Picard shakes his head and
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speaks.
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PICARD
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I'm sorry, Beverly.
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She tries to speak but only nods in return without
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saying anything. She wordlessly goes to the injured
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guards on the transporter and begins to tend to them.
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Picard leaves the transporter room.
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INT. MAIN BRIDGE
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Picard enters the bridge and sits in the command
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chair.
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PICARD
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Status, Mister Worf.
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WORF
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We are pulling away.
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ANGLE ON VIEWSCREEN
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The ship is getting smaller. Suddenly, it appears
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confused, turning first one way then the other in its
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attempts at pursuit.
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WORF
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(continuing)
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We appear to be beyond their
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sensor capability.
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PICARD
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Good. They won't be able to track
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us to Federation space. Notify
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Starfleet of their last known
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position and mark it in our logs.
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We must return and try to find
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them again when we're back to full
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strength.
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WORF
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Aye, sir.
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Picard stands and prepares to leave the bridge.
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PICARD
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Notify me if the situation
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changes.
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INT. DOCTOR CRUSHER'S SICKBAY OFFICE
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Beverly is sitting at her desk trying to attend to
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paperwork type matters but is not able to concentrate.
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The outer door opens and Wesley enters.
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WESLEY
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I guess it's too late to have that
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talk, huh?
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BEVERLY
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It's too late for a lot of things,
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Wes. You were right, not to
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bother wasting your time with that
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thing.
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WESLEY
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No, Mom, you were the one who was
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right. For a few hours, in your
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own mind, you had Dad back. It
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doesn't matter that he wasn't
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really Dad, he was to you. I'm
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just sorry I never really got to
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know my father.
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BEVERLY
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(smiles)
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There's an awful lot of him in
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you, you know.
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Beverly and Wesley hug.
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INT. HOLODECK
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Same simulation as before. Picard is here and Riker
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is entering the room.
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RIKER
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May I join you, Captain?
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Riker sits down at the little table where Picard is
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seated. There is a second glass of fruit juice at his
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place.
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PICARD
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I suppose I owe you an apology,
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Number One. I'm sure you were
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wondering about your captain,
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waiting around for dangerous
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aliens to come back again.
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RIKER
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Captain, I---
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PICARD
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(interrupting)
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There was another part of
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Starfleet's message that you
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didn't see. I was to locate and
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make contact with the aliens if at
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all possible. The Federation
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wanted to determine if friendly
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contact could be made and
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maintained between our cultures.
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But I was to prevent them from
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locating Federation space at all
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costs if negotiations were
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impossible.
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(looking down)
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They're all gone, Number One. The
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only close friends I had at the
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Academy. Jack Crusher, Walker
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Keel, Harrison Palmer. The best
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men I've known during my career
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and my life, and they're all gone.
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Yet I'm still here.
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RIKER
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You can't feel guilty for
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surviving, Captain.
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PICARD
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But I did feel guilty about what I
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did to Jack ten years ago. Even
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though I did have orders to stay
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and make contact, I got careless.
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My feelings for an old friend
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nearly got us all killed. The
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only thing that saved us was pure
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luck.
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RIKER
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Some say ships named Enterprise
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have always been blessed with luck
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enough to save even the most
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foolhardy. When fortune smiles on
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you, you don't question it. You
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learn from your mistakes and move
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on.
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PICARD
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But what a cost those mistakes
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sometimes exact, Number One.
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RIKER
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I know how you must feel.
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PICARD
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Do you? Have you ever given an
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order knowing it would result in
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the death of someone you loved?
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Have you ever actually killed
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someone you cared about?
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(beat)
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Yes, I suppose you have. But tell
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me, have you ever had to kill your
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closest friend?
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RIKER
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That was ten years ago, Captain,
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and you didn't kill him, you only
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did what you had to, leaving him
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behind.
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PICARD
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I'm not talking ten years ago,
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Will, I'm talking down there, on
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that planet, today.
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RIKER
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That thing down there wasn't Jack
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Crusher. It was something that
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had taken him over many years ago.
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PICARD
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You still don't see it, do you,
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Number One? I knew as soon as we
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got Wesley's report. That's why
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my going down to the planet was
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the only hope we had.
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(beat)
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Wesley said Jack pushed him out of
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the way before the fire fight with
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the guards. There was something
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buried deep in him that didn't
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want Wesley getting hurt. You saw
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how fast he took out the security
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guards on the planet. They
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outflanked him and had nearly
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perfect defensive positions. Yet
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he took them out without the
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slightest problem. You don't
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think I was any real match against
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that, do you Number One?
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Riker remains silent and Picard stares into his glass.
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PICARD
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(continuing)
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If there hadn't been a bit of Jack
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left in him, to slow him down just
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a little, we never would have made
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it. Jack gave his life down there
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for us today. And I'll have to
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live the rest of my life knowing I
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was the one to take it.
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Riker picks up his glass and holds it toward Picard.
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RIKER
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To old friends!
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Picard hesitates for a moment, then clinks his glass
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against Riker's.
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PICARD
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To new friends.
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(beat)
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You know it just doesn't feel
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right for this place to be so
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empty. Computer, some people
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please.
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The room is now filled with noisy, playing, laughing
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people having a good time.
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FADE OUT.
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END OF ACT FIVE
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THE END.
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