Screenplay by Michael Pillar & Rick Berman REV. FINAL DRAFT March 12, 1998 FADE IN: 1 TALL GRASS BLOWING GENTLY IN A BREEZE - DAY - (OPTICAL) 1 The sound of children playing, running through the grass... as one boy (ARTIM, 12) pokes his head out, we see by his facial skin pattern that he's an alien... his cloths are simple, homespun. As other alien children pursue him in a game of tag into the rocky foothills, we BOOM UP to reveal a breathtaking view of a rural community along a vast sparkling lake... mountains rising in the background...some odd-like livestock graze on the hillside... 2 A FARM - LONG SHOT 2 A woman uses a bike pump to get well water...a man works the soil in his fields, wipes his brow, waving to -- 3 A WOMAN (ANIJ, 38) 3 whose beauty immediately captivates us as she strolls past the farm, the wind barely jostling her close cut curly hair. She takes us to a busy outdoor farmers market at the edge of a hand-constructed village set against a natural rock face barrier. These are the Ba'ku people and from the opening shots we can feel the simple charms of this beautiful place... and who would blame us for wanting to be there, to escape a life like this... where people seem to have all the time in the world... to chat with neighbors, taste a piece of fresh fruit and enjoy the day... Anij nods hello to people including SOJEF (male, 42), the community leader... she smiles as a vendor slices a piece of fruit for her... 4 NEW ANGLE - ANIJ - (OPTICAL) 4 From the point of view of the rock face behind the village. Although we may not realize it yet, we are watching through a window now... slightly discolored, pulling back to see a mysterious figure in an isolation suit standing incongruously beside her, his suit glowing with a green force field. None of the Ba'ku are aware of him as he takes readings with a sophisticated sensor device built into his suit. Now our pullback reveals we're inside a duck blind. Low lighting levels. A bi- level gallery of Starfleet officers and members of an alien race (the Son'a) observe the peaceful village scene like sportswriters at the ballpark... 5-9 VARIOUS ANGLES 5-9 as they enter data into their computers. Supernumeraries move in and out of the main viewing room with PADDS... 10 ANGLE TO INCLUDE THE FULL WINDOW (OPTICAL) 10 Outside, several other cloaked figures move among the unknowing Ba'ku... 11 ANGLE - THE RANKING SON'A OFFICER (GALLATIN, 60) 11 (OPTICAL) Inside the duck blind. Like all Son'a, his face is stretched like a rubber band about to snap...they look like victims of three too many cosmetic surgeries. He studies a PADD from a supernumerary... GALLATIN Admiral Dougherty is waiting for this. Transmit it to the ship. Suddenly a communications crackle on loudspeakers... MALE SON'A COM VOICE Alert, area twelve...! Now the sound of a weapon blast... turmoil...As the blast echoes through the hills, the Ba'ku outside the window react, turn their heads toward the sound... MALE SON'A COM VOICE (distressed) ... the android has... It crackles off... Gallatin moves to a companel... LIEUTENANT Data, report to base immediately. DATA'S COM VOICE Transferring... positronic... matrix functions... engaging... secondary protocols... The running man starts pulling at his headgear. STARFLEET OFFICER #1 He's trying to remove the headpiece... GALLATIN All field units. Intercept the android. 12 OMITTED 12 THRU THRU 15 15 16 ANGLE - THROUGH WINDOW - (OPTICAL) 16 as all the men in suits converge on the running man... but with superhuman strength, he tosses them aside with ease... Meanwhile Ba'ku people, unaware of the fight, greet their children back, happy they're safe... 17 EXT. MARKET - CONTINUOUS (OPTICAL) - ANGLE ON ARTIM 17 as he moves to Sojef, his father... SOJEF It must have been some kind of odd electrical storm... But as Sojef speaks, Artim turns to see the floating head of Data DECLOAKING in mid-air barely a yard away as he removes his helmet... the boy yells... jumps back, falling as Data makes eye contact with him. The Ba'ku scatter... Sojef pulls the boy away to safety... DATA Secondary protocols... active. We notice a slashing burn wound on Data's neck as he fights off an invisible force again... we hear a ripping crunch and a green force field sputters briefly -- a Son'a man in a torn isolation suit partially DECLOAKS as he is slammed to the ground, unconscious. Data rips off the rest of his suit revealing himself, picks up a weapon from the unconscious Son'a, aims it at the rock face... 18 INT. DUCK BLIND - (OPTICAL) 18 The observers dive for cover as he points the weapon this way. But Data fires it to the left of the window... 19 EXT. ROCK FACE - (OPTICAL) 19 And then fires again to the right... and again above... each hit knocking out generators... finally the rock face shimmers, like a computer image breaking up, and disappears revealing the high-tech stations behind it... 20 ANGLE (OPTICAL) 20 All the invisible men in suits DECLOAK in the village. 21 THROUGH THE DUCK BLIND WINDOW 21 The scientists begin to poke their heads up from the floor... exposed to the world outside... 22 THE BA'KU IN HIDING PLACES 22 including Anij, Artim and Sojef react with shock... VARIOUS BA'KU What is it? Who are they? 23 DATA 23 stands alone, satisfied with his mysterious work. 24 EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE - (OPTICAL) 24 In orbit of an M-class planet. 25 INT. PICARD'S QUARTERS 25 Close on the four Captain's pips on his uniform, and moving back to reveal BEVERLY CRUSHER helping JEAN-LUC PICARD fasten the collar on his jacket as DEANNA TROI briefs him, glancing at a PADD. All are wearing formal uniforms. They are running late. TROI ... Population three hundred million... PICARD Say the greeting again... TROI Yew-cheen chef-faw... emphasis on the 'cheen' and the 'faw'... CRUSHER You either need a new uniform or a new neck. PICARD 'Yew-cheen chef-faw'... My collar size is exactly the same as it was at the Academy. CRUSHER (dry) Sure it is. And your hair is still chestnut brown. Our angle clearly establishes Picard's white hair... she finishes with the collar... overlapping the above dialogue: a chime at the door, Troi answers it, letting in WILL RIKER in his dress uniform. RIKER Our guests have arrived and are eating the floral arrangements on the banquet tables... CRUSHER I guess they don't believe in cocktails before dinner... As Picard leads the way out of the door... TROI (looking at her PADD) Oh, my God, are they vegetarians? That's not in here... PICARD Better have the chef whip up a light balsamic vinaigrette... something that goes well with chrysanthemums... 26 INT. CORRIDOR - CONTINUOUS 26 Very up-tempo dialogue... PICARD (CONT'D) PERIM'S COM VOICE Yew-cheen chef-faw... Bridge to Captain Picard... PICARD Yes, Ensign... PERIM'S COM VOICE Command wants to know our ETA at the Goren systsem... PICARD (to Riker) The Goren system...? RIKER They need us to mediate some territorial dispute... PICARD (frustrated) We can't delay the archaeological expedition to Hanoran Two. It would put us into the middle of monsoon season... RIKER (can't be helped) The Diplomatic Corps is busy with Dominion negotiations. PICARD (sighs) ... so they need us to put out one more brush fire. (beat) Anyone remember when we used to be explorers? They enter... 27 INT. TURBOLIFT - CONTINUOUS 27 PICARD (refocussing) 'Yew-cheen chef-faw.' RIKER Deck ten. TROI (resuming her briefing) Remember; they have a significantly less advanced technology than ours... they only achieved warp drive last year... CRUSHER A year? And the Federation Coucil decided to make them a Protectorate already? PICARD In view of our losses to the Borg and the Dominion, the Coucil feels we need all the allies we can get these days. As the turbolift doors open, we see much activity, can hear music coming from the party... Picard puts on a brighter face. As they exit... TROI You'll be expected to dance with Regent Cuzar... CRUSHER Can she mambo...? PICARD Very funny... CRUSHER (off Riker & Troi's reactions) Your Captain used to cut quite a rug... 28 INT. CORRIDOR - CONTINUOUS 28 Several officers in dress uniform move to make room for the Captain's entourage... moving with them... FEMALE ENSIGN Captain on deck! LA FORGE'S COM VOICE La Forge to Picard. Captain, I need to talk to you before you go into the reception... Before Picard can respond, he runs into Worf... WORF Captain... PICARD Worf, what the hell are you doing here? WORF RIKER I was at the Manzar colony It's a little late, installing a new defense Geordi... can it wait? perimeter when I heard the Enterprise was in this sector... PICARD LA FORGE'S COM VOICE Stop by my quarters later; I don't think so I have a few ideas about Commander.. Manzar security... (non-stop to Riker) Have him come to the reception... we'll talk here... Picard moves into the banquet room, continuing to Worf -- PICARD RIKER How's your bride? The Captain wants you to come over. WORF LA FORGE'S COM VOICE A challenge I'm on my way... tell him we've recieved a PICARD communique from Admiral Then you were made for Dougherty... each other. LA FORGE'S COM VOICE (CONT'D) It's about Data. 29 INT. BANQUET ROOM 29 Maybe thirty Starfleet officers, most human but a few Bajorans, Trills and Borians peppered about... a small group of musicians play a festive tune. The crowd moves back as their Captain enters and Troi escorts him to REGENT CUZAR, 50 and her delegation of about eight extremely short aliens... she's at least a foot shorter than he is... PICARD Yew-cheen chef-faw, Regent Cuzar. Welcome aboard the Enterprise. CUZAR Captain Picard, may I welcome you in the time-honored tradition of my people... An aide steps forward and she takes an alien headpiece from him and reaches up to put it on Picard's head... Picard has to make himself shorter to make it work... the other aliens throw tiny seeds over Picard and Cuzar (like rice at a wedding)... Picard smiles, trying not to show how silly he feels... CUZAR We are so honored to be accepted within the great Federation family. (excusing him) Please, I know you have other guests to greet... PICARD We have a dance later, I believe? CUZAR I look forward to it. One of her misters escorts her away, Picard turns to Troi - PICARD How are we supposed to dance? Her head will be in my... He's interrupted by GEORDI LA FORGE who approaches looking concerned, holding a PADD, hands it to Picard... LA FORGE Excuse me, sir. Admiral Dougherty's aboard the Son'a ship in sector four-four-one. He's requesting Data's schematics... TROI Is something wrong? LA FORGE The message doesn't say. PICARD (concerned) Data should have been back by now. They were only scheduled to observe the Ba'ku village for a week. (to Geordi) Set up a secured com-link to the Admiral in the anteroom... Geordi acknowledges, moves away... a Bolian science officer grabs Picard by the arm... BOLIAN OFFICER Captain, Hars Adislo, we met at the Nel Bato Conference last year... did you ever have a chance to read my paper on thermionic transconductance...? As Picard reacts, smiling with no recollection... 30 A MONITOR -- INT. ANTEROOM OFF BANQUET ROOM - (OPTICAL) 30 Admiral MATTHEW DOUGHERTY, 69, a confident, charismatic officer is transmitting from a Son'a ship. DOUGHERTY He's not acknowledging any Starfleet protocols... not responding to any of our hails... We pull back to see we're in a small room off the reception... Picard faces the monitor (he's removed the headpiece). Geordi observes. A Starfleet Ensign stands guard just outside the door to make sure they're not disturbed. PICARD You have no idea what precipitated his behavior? DOUGHERTY (shakes his head) ... And now he's holding our people hostage down there... PICARD The Enterprise can be at your position in two days, Admiral... DOUGHERTY That's probably not a good idea. Your ship hasn't been fitted for this region; there are environmental concerns... PICARD What kind of concerns? DOUGHERTY We haven't fully identified the anomalies yet. They're calling this whole area The Briar Patch... it took us a day to reach a location where we could get a signal out to you. Just get me Data's schematics. I'll keep you informed. (Picard acknowledges) Dougherty out. The screen returns to a starfield. PICARD Send him the schematics. Geordi acknowledges. PICARD Ensign... ENSIGN (moving inside) Sir? PICARD Report to the galley and tell the chef to skip the fish course. The Ensign gives a puzzled reaction but an order is an order. He exits. Geordi gives his Captain a curious look. PICARD I want our guests to depart as quickly a etiquette allows. I'll ask Worf to delay his return to DS9 so he can join us. We're going to stop by sector four-four- one on our way to the Goren system. LA FORGE (understanding) They... are in opposite directions, sir... PICARD (dry) Are they...? La Forge smiles, leaves. Picard takes a beat to collect himself and we may sense how the clutter in a Captain's life may wear him down. He puts the alien headpiece back on with sullen eyes... then restores his diplomat's face and returns to the reception... 31 EXT. SPACE - SON'A SHIP - (OPTICAL) 31 moving toward a ringed planet well in the distance, passing slowly through wisps of space matter... wonderful, glowing plasma tendrils like legs of a gigantic tarantula dotted by low density gas clouds... 32 INT. SON'A SHIP BODY ENHANCEMENT FACILITY - (OPTICAL) 32 Low lighting. Strange futuristic dialysis machines pump fluids in and out of reclined Son'a men and women... the women use powder and heavy but carefully applied make-up to obscure their faces. Son'a costumes are made of expensive fabrics with latinum chains and exquisite jewels as accessories, suggesting a wealthy culture that values materialism. Sexy female attendants from various alien races, dressed provocatively, work with laser tools to repair cracked, raw skin off Son'a faces. We move to find RU'AFO, 63, the Son'a Ahdar (Commander), reclining getting an elaborate facial from two beauties, creams and oils massaged into his skin by their gentle fingertips... RU'AFO I should have never let you talk me into the duck blind in the first place... Reveal Admiral Dougherty observing, wearing a crisp, Starfleet uniform... he looks and feels out of place here, but such are the demands of alien alliances... RU'AFO (CONT'D) Your Federation procedures have made this mission ten times as difficult as it needed to be... DOUGHERTY Our procedures were in place to protect the planet's population from unnecessary risk... RU'AFO Planet's population. Six hundred people. You want to avoid unnecessary risks? Next time leave your android home. SON'A OFFICER #1'S COM VOICE Bridge to Ahdar Ru'afo. We're approaching the planet. He motions to the girls to finish up, presses his personal comlink, answering the call... RU'AFO Take us into a high orbit. (as he rises from the chair) Lie down, Admiral. The girls will take twenty years off your face... DOUGHERTY Another time. Ru'afo studies his own face in the mirror... RU'AFO Your self-restraint puzzles me, Admiral. You continue to deny yourself every benefit this mission has to offer... DOUGHERTY I prefer to wait until we can share the benefits with all the people of the Federation... Suddenly, boom! The ship is hit by a blast. Ru'afo reacts, leads the way out.... 33 INT. SON'A BRIDGE - (OPTICAL) 33 As Ru'afo and Dougherty enter... RU'AFO Report. SON'A OFFICER #1 Phaser blast. Unknown origin. RU'AFO Raise shields. (another blast) Take us out of orbit. SON'A OFFICER #2 Photon torpedoes. Brace for impact! Blam... again... and again... serious hits... SON'A COMPUTER VOICE Warning. Outer hull damage, deck three... SON'A OFFICER #1 Visual contact! On the viewscreen the attacking ship moves suddenly into view from a low density gas cloud like a destroyer emerging from a fog bank... it is a Federation Scout ship -- small but impressive, with windows at the forward cockpit... the Admiral reacts... DOUGHERTY That's our ship. 34 EXT. SPACE - CLOSE VIEW: THE SCOUT - (OPTICAL) 34 as it moves at us, firing one last blast which illuminates the pilot for a instant and we clearly see the face of Data through the window... 35 EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE - (OPTICAL) 35 at warp, in normal space... 36 INT. PICARD'S QUARTERS - (OPTICAL) 36 Close on the replicator. An allegro chamber music piece in the background... PICARD (O.C.) Tea. Earl Grey. Hot. The tea appears as we pull back to reveal Picard studying a PADD... he reaches out for the tea without his eyes ever leaving his reading... walks across the room and sits at a dining table that has stacks of various work materials... more PADDS, charts and graphs and maps... a half-eaten salad sits in front of him... and in a move that would challenge the world's greatest juggler, he pokes a fork of salad into his mouth with one hand as he sips his tea with the other, finding a spot to prop the PADD so he can still read... and now, his mind, asking a silent question, reaching over to grab a chart, and as he pulls it over, he also spills the salad plate splashing gorgonzolla dressing over his jacket... sighs... a chime at the door... PICARD Who is it? RIKER (O.C.) Commander Riker... Picard looks at himself, shrugs, what the hell... PICARD Come... Riker enters with a PADD, eyes drawn to Picard's stained jacket... PICARD I'm the casualty of a working lunch. Picard takes off his jacket... and as the scene continues, he changes. PICARD (CONT'D) I've been going over the few star charts we have of this "Briar Patch". It's full of supernova remnants, false vacuum fluctuations... Riker looks at the star chart, brushes it off... RIKER ... and gorgonzolla cheese. PICARD We won't be able to go any faster than one-third impulse in that muck... RIKER (handing him the PADD) Nothing dangerous turned up in the astrometric survey... PICARD So where are the 'environmental concerns' the Admiral was talking about? RIKER (shrugs) The only unusual readings were low levels of metaphasic radiation from interstellar dust across the region... WORF'S COM VOICE Bridge to Captain Picard. We are approaching sector four-four-one. PICARD Slow to impulse. We're on our way. Picard leads the way out... 37 EXT. SPACE - THE BRIAR PATCH - (OPTICAL) 37 The edge of the dangerous and beautiful region... moving to find the Enterprise approaching at impulse... 38 INT. BRIDGE - (OPTICAL) 38 Seeing the Patch on the viewscreen... Worf at tactical, ENSIGN KELL PERIM, female Trill, 29, at Conn... Troi at command, La Forge at Ops... as Picard and Riker enter... LA FORGE We're about to lose communications with Starfleet, Captain. PICARD (to Troi) Do you have everything you need from command? TROI We've downloaded all the files on the duck blind mission as well as intelligence reports on the Son'a. PICARD (including Riker) You have two days to become experts... Mister Worf, your job and mine will be to find a plan to safely capture Data. Worf holds up a modified tricorder... WORF I've already modified a tricorder with one of his spare actuation servos. Its operational range is only seven meters but it should shut him down... PICARD (appreciating his initiative) It's good to have you back, Worf. (he sits) Slow to one-third. Take us in. 39 EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE - (OPTICAL) 39 as it moves slowly into The Patch. 40 INT. ENTERPRISE LIBRARY 40 Significantly electronic... many computer stations... a few real books... Troi and Riker work at parallel computer stations... people are at other stations... TROI (off her computer) The Son'a discovered an M-class planet with humanoid life six months ago. Turned out it's in us to get approval for a sociological study. The Federation Council suggested it be a joint mission... RIKER Why was Data assigned? TROI "Environmental concerns", again. An android could be safely exposed to the elements during the installation of a duck blind... LIBRARIAN(C.O.) Sssshhh... They turn to see -- a middle-aged, prune-faced woman at a desk, looking sternly at them... Troi goes back to her reading but seems distracted... sees a paper notepad on the desk, rips off a shred and, during the following exchange, starts to press it between her thumb and forefinger into a little ball. Whispering now -- RIKER I don't see anything to suggest the Son'a have any interest in sociology... TROI What are they interested in...? RIKER Wine, women and song. TROI You should feel right at home with them. She throws the ball of paper and hits Riker on the side of the head... he turns but she's looking innocently at her screen... he rolls a little paper ball himself... RIKER Nomadic, collectors of precious metals, jewels... TROI (joking) Hmm, I should feel right at home with them... RIKER You're in luck... it says here they've taken women from several races as indentured servants. Just as he's about to throw his paper ball back at her... he sees the librarian staring at him... Riker, caught, sheepishly turns back to his computer... a beat... RIKER (reacts) Look at this... She stands, leaning over Riker's shoulder to see his computer, putting one arm on the desk... RIKER (CONT'D) 'The Son'a have been suspected of producing mass quantities of the narcotic ketracel-white... their ships are rumored to be equipped with isolytic subspace weapons outlawed by the Second Khitomer Accord...' 41 ANGLE EMPHASIZING HER BREAST 41 as it rests gently on his upper arm... and he's deeply aware of that breast touching him... TROI Why would we be involved with these people? RIKER Good question. They exchange a brief glance that has nothing to do with the Son'a. As his eyes return to the computer scrolling, she casually plays with hair at the nape of his neck... RIKER You haven't done that in a long time... TROI What...? RIKER What you're doing to my neck... TROI (flirtatiously) Was I doing something to your neck? He pauses his scrolling as he comes to something curious... RIKER It says here that some form of genetic damage has apparently prevented the Son'a from procreating... TROI No children? RIKER If that's true, they're a dying race. Suddenly, a tiny ball of paper hits Riker... RIKER Hey... He turns to see an alien ensign looking too innocently at his computer. The librarian's eyes fix on Riker and Troi, obvious troublemakers... Troi points to Riker... TROI He started it. Riker reacts, starts to leave... Troi follows... RIKER I didn't do anything, I swear it. 41A EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL) 41A As it continues slowly through The Briar Patch... 42 INT. WORF'S QUARTERS 42 Dark. Worf asleep in bed, an alarm already beeping... PICARD'S COM VOICE Bridge to Commander Worf... Worf begins to stir... then his eyes open and he realizes the alarm is going off... he sits up... PICARD'S COM VOICE Worf? WORF Captain? PICARD'S COM VOICE I don't know how they do it on Deep Space Nine... but on the Enterprise, we still report for duty on time. Worf stands in the dark, bumping his head as he does... INTERCUT: 43 INT. BRIDGE 43 Picard at command... La Forge at Ops... Perim at conn... LIEUTENANT NARA, human male, 35, at Tactical... WORF'S COM VOICE I... I must have slept through my alarm. I'm on my way... PICARD We'll skip the court martial this time... Picard out. A beat as Picard listens to the sound of his ship, raises an eyebrow... we hear nothing... he moves forward to La Forge and Perim... PICARD When was the last time we aligned our torque sensors... PERIM Two months ago, sir... PICARD They don't sound right. La Forge and Perim react, work the controls, exchange a look at the results... LA FORGE The torque sensors are out of alignment... by twelve microns... you could hear that? PICARD (pleased with himself) When I was an ensign, I could detect a three-micron mis- alignment... NARA Excuse me, sir. The Son'a ship with Admiral Dougherty aboard has entered tracking range... PICARD Try to hail them. A disheveled and embarrassed Worf enters... NARA Admiral Dougherty responding. Worf replaces Nara... PICARD Straighten your baldric, Commander. On screen... 44 ANGLE - INCLUDE THE VIEWSCREEN - (OPTICAL) 44 Dougherty and Ru'afo are sitting in Ru'afo's tactical room, opulently decorated for a spaceship. DOUGHERTY Captain, I wasn't expecting you. PICARD This was too important for the Enterprise to be on the sidelines, Admiral... DOUGHERTY I wish I had better news. Commander Data attacked us in the mission scout ship yesterday. Ru'afo and I have decided to send in an assault team... PICARD Sir, Commander Worf and I have been working on several tactical plans to safely... RU'AFO Your android has turned dangerously violent, Captain... Considerable damage was done to my ship. He must be destroyed. DOUGHERTY I know what Data means to Starfleet, Jean-Luc... but our crew is at the mercy of those people on the planet... PICARD If our first attempt to capture Data fails, I will terminate him. (beat) I should be the one to do it. I'm his Captain. And his friend. Dougherty pauses to consider but Ru'afo wants none of Picard. RU'AFO It isn't safe for you to remain in this area. DOUGHERTY He's right. Our shields have been upgraded to protect against the environmental anomalies... PICARD We haven't noticed any ill effects. The Admiral studies him a long beat, is sympathetic to Picard's position. DOUGHERTY All right. You have twelve hours, Captain. Then I want you out of The Briar Patch. In the meantime, we'll be heading out to the perimeter to call for Son'a reinforcements in case you fail. PICARD Understood. DOUGHERTY Good luck. Dougherty out. His image disappears. On Picard's expression... 45 EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE - (OPTICAL) 45 As the bay door slides open and a shuttle emerges... moves through the gas clouds toward the beautiful ringed planet... 46 INT. SHUTTLE - (OPTICAL) 46 Worf and Picard at the controls... WORF Sensors are not picking up any ships coming from the surface... PICARD Transmit a wide band co-variant signal. That'll get his attention. WORF (touches panel) He might be using the planet's rings to mask his approach. PICARD (off sensors) The metaphasic radiation in those rings is in a state of extreme flux. Steer clear of them, Mister Worf... A beat. Watching and waiting. PICARD Come out, come out wherever you are... WORF Sir? PICARD Hmm? Oh, it's just something my mother used to... Suddenly, wham -- a blast... PICARD Hold on. He hits the controls and they climb sharply... 47 EXT. SPACE - THE SHUTTLE - (OPTICAL) 47 evading phaser shots form the scout... the planet providing a dramatic backdrop... 48 INT. SHUTTLE 48 PICARD Open all hailing frequencies. (Worf acknowledges) Data, this is Captain Picard... 49 INT. SCOUT - CLOSEUP DATA - (OPTICAL) 49 Windows showing a gas cloud outside... PICARD'S COM VOICE (CONT'D) ... please acknowledge... Data ignores him, continues to fire... 50 EXT. SPACE - THE SCOUT - (OPTICAL) 50 moving through the dark clouds, pursuing the shuttle, firing phasers... 51 INT. SHUTTLE 51 More shots connect... more sharp evasive maneuvers... WORF Sir, if we fire a tachyon burst, it may force him to reset his shield harmonics. When he does, we could beam him out... PICARD Make it so. 52 OMITTED 52 53 EXT. SPACE - THE SHUTTLE - (OPTICAL) 53 fires a tachyon burst... 53A THE SCOUT - (OPTICAL) 53A the blast connects... 54 INT. SHUTTLE 54 WORF Direct hit. He's resetting his shield harmonics... PICARD Beam him out! 55 NEW ANGLE INCLUDING THE TRANSPORTER PAD - (OPTICAL) 55 which wheezes unsuccessfully... they react... WORF He's activated a transport inhibitor. PICARD Prepare to enter the atmosphere... we'll use the ionospheric boundary to shake him... 56 EXT. SPACE - UPPER ATMOSPHERE - SCOUT/ SHUTTLE - 56 DAY (OPTICAL) The shuttle blasts through the atmosphere attempting to shake off the scout... 57 INT. SHUTTLE 57 Picard works hard to stabilize the ship... WORF Scanners are off line! PICARD Evasive maneuvers... heading one- four-zero mark three-one... Then, wham... wham... WHAM! Gas shoots from the ceiling... Worf tries to stop it... 58 THROUGH THE WINDOW - (OPTICAL) 58 to see the Scout zooming past, so close that Picard and Data can even make eye contact... Picard works to avoid him again... PICARD He can fly a ship, he anticipates tactical strategies, his brain is obviously functioning... We've seen how he responds to threats. I wonder how he'd respond to... Another shot connects... PICARD (a new idea) Do you know Gilbert and Sullivan? WORF No, sir. I haven't had a chance to meet all the new crew members since I've been back... PICARD They're composers, Worf, from the nineteenth century. Data was rehearsing a part in H.M.S. Pinafore before he left... (singing to com) "A British tar is a soaring soul, As free as a mountain bird, His energetic first should be ready to resist A dictatorial word..." Picard looks at Worf, nods, join me! Worf gives him an exasperated look... Picard begins to enter commands into the computer as he continues to sing... 59 OMITTED 59 & & 60 60 61 INT. SCOUT 61 PICARD'S COM VOICE (CONT'D) "His nose should pant and his lip should curl, His cheeks should flame and his brow should furl..." Data reacts. From somewhere inside his damaged brain, he recalls this song. He starts to sing to himself... DATA/PICARD'S COM VOICE (together) "His bosom should heave and his heart should glow, and his fist be ready for a knock-down blow..." 62 INT. SHUTTLE - (OPTICAL) 62 The lyrics are scrolling on a monitor now... a bouncing ball making it easier for Worf to follow... PICARD (to Worf) Sing! PICARD AND WORF "His nose should pant and his lip should curl, his cheeks should flame and his brow should furl..." 63 INT. SCOUT 63 And Data sings in unison -- DATA/PICARD/WORF'S COM VOICES (CONT'D) "... His bosom should heave and his heart should glow... And his fist be ready for a knock-down blow..." 64 INT. SHUTTLE 64 Picard catches his breath, turns off the companel. PICARD He's stopped firing. Suddenly from the speaker -- DATA'S COM VOICE "His eyes should flash with an inborn fire, His brow should scorn be wrung; he never should bow down to a domineering frown, Or the tang of a tyrant tongue..." PICARD (smiles, triumphant) Prepare the docking clamps. Worf moves to a rear panel as Picard sings with Data... PICARD/ DATA'S COM VOICE "... His foot should stamp..." 65 INT. SCOUT 65 Data, mesmerized by the song, is not paying attention to his sensors... DATA/PICARD'S COM VOICE "... and his throat should growl, His hair should twirl and his face should scowl..." 66 EXT. SCOUT AND SHUTTLE - DAY - CONTINUOUS (OPTICAL) 66 As the shuttle moves within yards, even feet, of the scout... sliding under the belly of Data's craft... DATA/PICARD'S VOICES (muffled) "... His eyes should flash and his breast protrude, And this should be his customary attitude --" 67 CLOSE - THE DOCKING CLAMP - (OPTICAL) 67 on the roof of the shuttle extends and with a magnetic jolt attaches itself to the scout. DATA/PICARD'S VOICES ... His foot should stamp and his throat should growl..." 68 INT. SCOUT 68 Data feels the jolt, reacts, stops singing, his programs clinking back into a defense mode... PICARD'S COM VOICE "His hair should twirl and his face should scowl..." Data checks his sensors, hits a panel and... 69 EXT. SCOUT AND SHUTTLE - (OPTICAL) 69 as the scout rocks back and forth trying to shake the shuttle loose... 70 INT. SHUTTLE 70 Picard and Worf hold on for dear life... WORF Sir, inertial coupling is exceeding tolerance... if we don't release him, he may destroy both vessels... PICARD I'm not letting go of him. 71 EXT. SCOUT AND SHUTTLE - (OPTICAL) 71 They begin to spin and spiral downwards... 72 INT. SCOUT - (OPTICAL) 72 Data still trying to free his ship... the surface spinning and looming closer through the window... COMPUTER VOICE Warning. Impact with surface... 73 INT. SHUTTLE - (OPTICAL) 73 The same view of the surface through their window... COMPUTER VOICE ... in twenty seconds. PICARD Reroute emergency power to inertial dampers! WORF The damping sequencer was damaged by phaser fire! PICARD Transferring controls to manual. COMPUTER VOICE Warning. Impact with surface... 74 INT. SCOUT - (OPTICAL) 74 As before. COMPUTER VOICE ... in ten seconds. 75 INT. SHUTTLE - (OPTICAL) 75 WORF Damping field established! PICARD Maximum power! 76 EXT. SCOUT AND SHUTTLE (OPTICAL) 76 The shuttle gains control sweeping both ships into a hard arc parallel to the surface, only a dozen yards above the surface. 77 INT. SCOUT (OPTICAL) 77 Data reacts to a hatch being blown open on the floor behind him, turns to see Worf aiming the modified tricorder at him... Worf presses a button, nothing happens... Data looks curiously at him... then lunges at him, but Worf extends his arm and presses the button again and Data shuts off in mid-lunge and falls motionless, inches from Worf. He presses his combadge... WORF Captain... 78 INT. SHUTTLE 78 WORF'S COM VOICE Commander Data is safely in custody. Picard takes a deep breath... satisfied. 79 OMITTED 79 & & 80 80 81 EXT. VILLAGE - DAY (OPTICAL) 81 The hostages are sitting at wooden tables with the Ba'ku having lunch, the Son'a quietly keeping to themselves at separate tables. To the side, Artim and friends play a game (TBD) that displays extraordinary hand-eye coordination, well beyond human abilities. 82 ANGLE - PICARD, TROI AND CRUSHER 82 and several engineers enter the village on foot, phasers drawn, their faces curious at the picnic before them... the hum of conversation fades... for a moment, it almost seems that the hostages are sorry to seem them... Gallatin and the Starfleet lieutenant move to Picard... GALLATIN Captain, Subahdar Gallatin, Son'a Command. LIEUTENANT Lieutenant Curtis, attach, to Admiral Dougherty. PICARD Are you all right? LIEUTENANT We've been treated extremely well by these people. The children have resumed their game. Troi observes them with keen interest... Picard notices... PICARD Counselor? TROI They have an incredible clarity of perception, Captain. I've never encountered a species with such mental discipline... Sojef, Anij and several of the Ba'ku, including another village leader, TOURNEL (35), move toward them. SOJEF My name is Sojef, Captain. PICARD Jean-Luc Picard... my officers Doctor Crusher and Counselor Troi. SOJEF Would you like something to eat? PICARD No, we're here to... rescue them. SOJEF As you wish. But I would ask you to disarm yourselves. This village is a sanctuary of life. Picard measures the request... then holsters his phaser... the rest of the away team does the same... PICARD (to Crusher and Troi) Prepare to transport the 'hostages' to the ship... CRUSHER They should be quarantined before joining the ship's population. Picard nods. They move off with Gallatin and the Lieutenant. The work crew moves to disassemble the duck blind. PICARD (to Sojef) We were under the impression they were being held against their will. ANIJ It's not our custom to have guests here at all, let alone hold anyone against their will. Picard makes eye contact with Anij... her tone is not harsh, but we can sense an inner strength in this woman. SOJEF The artificial lifeform would not allow them to leave. He told us they were our enemies and more would follow. ANIJ Are you our enemy? SOJEF Anij... PICARD My people have a strict policy of non-interference with other cultures. In fact, it's our Prime Directive. ANIJ (dry, with a smile) Your directive apparently doesn't include spying on other cultures. PICARD If I were in your shoes, I'd feel the same way after what happened. (beat) The 'artificial lifeform' is a member of my crew. Apparently, he became... ill... TOURNEL There did seem to be a phase variance in the positronic matrix that we were unable to repair. Picard reacts, not the sort of thing one expects to hear from someone in a place like this... ANIJ I believe the Captain finds it hard to believe that we'd have any skills repairing a positronic device... SOJEF Our technological abilities aren't apparent because we've chosen not to employ them in our daily lives. We believe when you create a machine to do the work of a man, you take something away from the man. ANIJ (don't take us lightly) But at one time, we explored the galaxy just as you do... PICARD You have warp capability? ANIJ Capability, yes. But where can warp drive take us, except away from here...? Clearly establishing that she and her people have very little interest in life beyond their world. Picard allows himself to take in this glorious setting... a humming bird hovers briefly nearby... it is the kind of paradise that would appeal to any contemporary man trying to escape the clutter of his life if only for a brief respite... and at least, to that extent -- PICARD I understand. In the background, the Starfleet hostages embrace their hosts as they say farewell... PICARD I apologize for our intrusion. 83 INT. READY ROOM - (OPTICAL) 83 Picard talks to Dougherty on a monitor... PICARD ... and because they have warp capabilities, the consequences to their society are minimal... DOUGHERTY You've done a terrific job, Jean- Luc. Now, pack your bags and get the hell out of there. How's Data? PICARD In stasis. La Forge is completing the diagnostic. DOUGHERTY (acknowledge) I'll need all your paperwork tomorrow. We're heading back your way. Set a course to rendezvous with us so you can transfer the crew and equipment on your way out. PICARD You're not finished here? DOUGHERTY Just a few loose ends to tie up. Dougherty out. Picard turns off the monitor, glances at the pile of work PADDS -- his "paperwork" -- on his desk without pleasure... picks one up and begins to study it for a beat... then is drawn to the window, where he can see the warm inviting planet below. 84 INT. TROI'S OFFICE 84 She's sitting on the sofa making some notes on a PADD when the door chimes... TROI Come in. (Riker enters) Hi. RIKER Got a minute? I... need a little counseling. (off her surprise) First time for everything. Do I... lie down... or what? TROI Whatever makes you comfortable... Riker lies down, only he winds up with his head on her lap looking up at her... TROI This isn't one of the usual therapeutic postures... RIKER But it's comfortable. TROI Why don't you try sitting up? RIKER Or you could try lying down. TROI You're in quite a mood today. He finally sits up, stealing a kiss along the way... she rises shocked but not upset... TROI Do you really need counseling or did you come down here to play? Riker is on his feet now, approaching her. She retreats. RIKER Both. (off her look) I think I'm having a mid-life crisis... TROI (retreating) ... I believe you... RIKER ... I'm not sleeping well... TROI ... Doctor Crusher has something that'll take care of that... She allows him to catch her... RIKER What I need, I can't get from Doctor Crusher... (inches away) Counselor, do you think it's possible for two people to go back in time to fix a mistake they've made? TROI On this ship, anything can happen. And usually does. He closes the gap between them, kisses her deeply. TROI Augh. RIKER Augh? TROI I never kissed you with a beard before. She pushes him out the door... RIKER I kiss you and you say 'augh'?! She hits the panel and the door slides closed in his face... a tiny grin comes to her face... 85 INT. ENGINEERING CORRIDOR - MOVING WITH PICARD & 85 LA FORGE La Forge has a headache he's trying to work through... he shows Picard several burned components... LA FORGE I took these out of Data's neural net... they contain memory engrams... PICARD Do you know how they were damaged? LA FORGE By a Son'a weapon. (off Picard's look) There's no doubt about it, sir. That's what made Data malfunction. PICARD The Son'a reports claim they didn't fire until after he malfunctioned. LA FORGE I don't believe it happened that way. PICARD Why would they fire at him without provocation? LA FORGE All I know is that he was functioning normally until he was shot. Then, his fail-safe system was activated... PICARD Fail-safe? LA FORGE His ethical and moral subroutines took over all of his basic functions... PICARD So, you're saying he still knew the difference between right and wrong. LA FORGE In a sense, that's all he knew. The system is designed to protect him against anyone who might try to take advantage of his memory loss. PICARD And yet he attacked us. And told the Ba'ku we were a threat... 'Why?' is the unspoken question on Picard's face. 86 ANGLE 86 They reach a door with a significant security system in place... Geordi hits several panels... Picard notices his eye discomfort... PICARD Implants bothering you? LA FORGE It's nothing. I'm just tired. The door slides open to reveal a closet-sized space with Data mounted on the wall in a diagnostic device... Geordi touches a panel which activates Data... PICARD Hello, Data... DATA Captain, Geordi...? PICARD You're aboard the Enterprise. LA FORGE You've had a serious malfunction. DATA (going inward a beat) I seem to be missing several memory engrams... Geordi holds up the damaged components for him to see. DATA Yes... that looks like them. PICARD What's the last thing you remember, Data... DATA (searching his memory, signs) 'his nose should pant and his lip should curl...' PICARD From the mission... DATA I was in an isolation suit collecting physiometric data on Ba'ku children. My last memory is going into the hills, following a boy... 87 EXT. VILLAGE - DAY - (OPTICAL) 87 Artim is playing with a tiny 'palm-pet', a colorful cross between a caterpillar and a jellyfish that crawls over his hand and between his fingers, as Sojef moves over with Picard and Data... the boy looks at Data with fear in his eyes. Data can't help but notice... SOJEF Artim, do you remember where you were on the day of lightning when the artificial lifeform appeared to us? ARTIM In the hills, by the dam. PICARD Can you show us? Artim puts his pet in a pocket (or it can have its own little pouch on Artim's belt if he has no pockets) and leads the way. Several Ba'ku including Anij and Tournel curiously follow. As Picard makes eye contact with her, she moves over... ANIJ Haven't you disrupted our lives enough...? She says it gently, but honestly... PICARD I understand how you feel. We just want to retrace Data's movements that day... ANIJ Why? PICARD (a cautious reply) I don't like to leave questions unanswered. ANIJ (evenly) Then you must spend your life answering questions. She moves away. Picard watches her; she doesn't look back. 88 ANGLE ON DATA 88 Who notices Artim still glancing at him with fear. To reassure him -- DATA There is no need for concern. I am operating within normal parameters now. ARTIM You're what? DATA I am better. The android's manner only seems to frighten Artim more. Before Data can say anything else, Sojef comes and leads him away, giving Data a cool smile that says, in effect, I don't want any artificial lifeform talking to my son. Data reacts. After a thoughtful beat, moves to walk with Picard. DATA I believe the boy is... afraid... of me. PICARD It's nothing personal data. You have to remember these people have rejected technology. And you... DATA ... I am the personification of everything they have rejected. PICARD Until this week, that young man probably never saw a machine, let alone one that walks and talks... DATA And I do not believe I made a very good first impression. It clearly bothers Data to be the object of fear. The boy glances over his shoulder once more at the android, looks quickly away... 89 LONG SHOT 89 as the group moves into the rocky foothills... 90 PICARD 90 enchanted by the natural beauty, the antithesis of clutter. 91 NEW ANGEL 91 They come to a brook. Artim hops on one foot across rocks in the water and without stopping to think, Picard does the same thing, looking like a little boy... then notices a curious look from Data which makes him collect himself and adjust his jacket. Anij glances over at Sojef with concern. The others cross in adult fashion. 92 COMING OVER A RISE 92 ARTIM I saw the first bolt of lightning over there... As they move along the rise... 93 INT. RIKER'S QUARTERS - BATHROOM 93 Close on a 24th century container of Gillette Foamy Shaving Cream ("For weightless Environments!")... finding a female hand with a straight razor moving to Riker's face... his chin and cheeks lathered with cream... and the hand is Troi's and they're in the bathtub together in a bubble bath... she expertly moves the blade across his face, leaving a swath of bare chin... WORF'S COM VOICE Bridge to Riker. RIKER Can I get back to you, Worf? WORF'S COM VOICE Admiral Dougherty's on the com- link, sir. RIKER (sighs) Patch him through. (the computer bleeps) Yes, Admiral. 94 INT. SON'A BODY FACILITY 94 Dougherty in the foreground; behind him a Son'a physician is pulling green scum from subcutaneous boils under the skin of Ru'afo's neck with a syringe... DOUGHERTY Why haven't you left orbit yet? RIKER Captain Picard is still on the surface, sir. DOUGHERTY Doing what? RIKER He didn't want to leave until we could adequately explain why Data malfunctioned. His future in Starfleet could depend on it. Dougherty exchanges a concerned look with Ru'afo... DOUGHERTY Remind the captain his twelve hours are up. RIKER'S COM VOICE Yes, sir. DOUGHERTY Dougherty out. Ru'afo's eyes are closed, as the green goo moves from his neck to the doctor's syringe... SON'A DOCTOR Your body is producing far too many toxins... we've reached the limit of genetic manipulation... RU'AFO I won't need any more genetic manipulation if our Federation friends will allow us to complete this mission. He opens his eyes, gives Dougherty a pointed look... 95 EXT. PLANET SURFACE - DAY - LOOKING DOWN TO SEE A SMALL 95 LAKE Picard, Data and the Ba'ku have moved toward a dam where Data is having trouble with is tricorder... DATA Tricorder functions are limited due to heavy deposits of kelbonite in these hills... PICARD How about a passive radiation scan? Data adjusts his tricorder... reacts... DATA Curious, there appear to be strong neutrino emissions coming from the lake... Staying with Data s he follows the tricorder to the edge of the lake... a brief pause... and then in a Harold Lloyd sort of moment, he steps into the lake up to his ankles, pauses again to look at the tricorder and then disappears under water. 96 ARTIM 96 reacts, astounded... looks to Picard... ARTIM Can he breathe under water? PICARD Data doesn't breathe. ARTIM Won't he rust? PICARD (smiles to himself) No. The boy turns his wide eyes back toward the lake. 97 UNDERWATER - DATA (OPTICAL) 97 An eel and a fish investigate him as he stands on the lake bottom, examining his tricorder... 98 EXT. LAKE - DAY 98 Data emerges at a distance from the others... calling -- DATA Sir, I believe I know what is causing the neutrino emissions... He climbs to the top of the earthen dam and turns a heavy wheel that might usually require the strength of two men, opening a floodgate... as he does -- ARTIM (fascinated) Are there other machines like him in the offland? SOJEF The offland is no concern of yours. 98A ANGLE WITH DATA 98A The water continues to run off and as we push to the falling water... 98B WITH PICARD 98B reacting as he looks down at the lake... 99 ANGLE (OPTICAL) 99 a strange displacement of water appearing as the lake drains... something invisible is sitting in the water... a bird lands on top of it... and as the water sinks lower, spilling off the sides of the invisible object, the shape is revealed to be that of a cloaked spaceship. 100 PICARD 100 PICARD A ship, DATA It is clearly Federation in origin, Captain. PICARD (quoting Dougherty) 'Just a few loose ends to tie up.' As they move to a rowboat... Artim begins to follow but Sojef puts a firm arm on his shoulder. SOJEF We're not interested in such things. Anij looks to Sojef... ANIJ I am. And she hops onto the rowboat with Picard and Data... decidedly not trusting either of them to go alone... PICARD It might be wiser for you to stay on shore. Anij's answer is to grab an oar and push them away from shore... as Data and Picard exchange a glance, Picard takes the oar from her and... 101 WIDE - (OPTICAL) 101 Picard, Anij and Data row closer to the invisible ship. 102 CLOSER - THE ROWBOAT 102 Data presses controls on his tricorder. A hatch opens. Picard and Data draw phasers... 103 INT. HOLOGRAPHIC SHIP/VILLAGE - (OPTICAL) 103 As they climb in to find themselves in an identical image of the Ba'ku village. Anij is stunned... DATA (off tricorder) It is a holographic projection. Moving to a gap that shows the metal holo-grid... DATA (CONT'D) Incomplete, I might add. PICARD (to Anij) What you're seeing is a computer driven image created by photons and forcefields... ANIJ I know what a hologram is, Captain. The question is -- why would someone want to create one of our village? PICARD (beat, considering) Data, if you were following the boy and discovered this ship... DATA ... it is conceivable I was shot to protect the secret of its existence. PICARD (beat, musing aloud) What possible purpose could a duplicate village have except... to deceive the Ba'ku... ANIJ Deceive us? PICARD To move you off this planet. You go to sleep one night in your village... wake up the next morning in this flying holodeck transported en masse. A week later, maybe a month, you've been relocated on a similar planet without ever realizing it. DATA Why would the Federation or the Son'a wish to move the Ba'ku? PICARD I don't know. We may notice a look in Anij's eyes - she knows why but doesn't intend to say. Picard and Data don't notice her reaction... 104 ANGLE - (OPTICAL) 104 Suddenly wham! -- a plasma charge is fired from the shadows of the "village" hologram... and then another and another... the shots hit walls revealing portions of the holo-grid (an effect we will see again later during the final action). Plasma ricochets off the walls spraying sparks over them all... as Data fires back, Picard grabs Anij and shoves her out of the hatch for her safety... 105 ANGLE OUT THE HATCH 105 as she falls several yards into the water making a big splash... Picard turns back and starts firing... 106 INT. HOLO-SHIP - (OPTICAL) 106 A brief, intense exchange of shots... creating more gaps in the holo-image... and finally a Son'a officer falls off the roof of a holo-building, unconscious. PICARD Computer, end program and decloak the vessel. And as the holo-image DEMATERIALIZES, they're standing on a holodeck. 107 EXT. HOLO-SHIP - (OPTICAL) 107 DECLOAKING... Anij splaying her arms to keep afloat in the water... Picard and Data stick their heads out of the hatch... ANIJ I can't swim! Data and Picard promptly jump in after her... PICARD (reaching for her) Don't panic... ANIJ (with some humor) I've been shot at... thrown into the lake out of an invisible ship that's come to abduct us all... what's there to panic about? DATA In the event of a water landing, I have been designed to serve as a floatation device. He twists his neck a certain way and we hear a slight technical re-alignment and suddenly he floats...she hangs on as Picard swims over to retrieve the rowboat... 108 INT. TRANSPORTER ROOM - (OPTICAL) 108 Data and Picard MATERIALIZE... Worf, sporting a large red mark on his nose, observes. Picard is still wet and angry... on the move... PICARD Did any of the hostages mention a cloaked ship during their debriefings? WORF No, sir... PICARD Debrief them again. (noticing) Have you been in a fight, Commander? WORF (humiliated) No, sir. It is a gorch. PICARD Gorch? Data leans in and whispers the translation into Picard's ear... Picard is embarrassed he brought it up... PICARD Oh... well, it's hardly... noticeable... Off Data's deadpan look at Picard, as they exit... 109 INT. CORRIDOR - CONTINUOUS 109 Riker with his clean shaven face moving to meet them... Picard and Data react... Riker smiles... RIKER Smooth as an android's bottom, eh, Data? DATA I... beg your pardon, sir? For the rest of the sequence, Data observes Riker's chin. Moving to the turbolift... RIKER Admiral Dougherty wants to know why we haven't left yet... PICARD We're not going anywhere. Worf and Riker exchange a glance as they enter... 110 INT. TURBOLIFT - CONTINUOUS 110 PICARD (CONT'D) Deck five. RIKER (re: the gorge) You Klingons never do anything small, do you... The doors close. Ignoring Riker -- WORF Doctor Crusher asked to talk to you when you returned... PICARD Picard to Crusher... 111 INT. SICKBAY 111 CRUSHER Captain, the Son'a hostages declined to be examined. I had them confined to quarters. PICARD'S COM VOICE And our people? CRUSHER They all have slightly elevated levels of endorphin production... probably the result of the environmental anomalies here... PICARD'S COM VOICE Are they in any danger? CRUSHER Not at all. They're fine... in fact, they're better than fine. Increased metabolism, high energy, improved muscle tone. We should all be so lucky. PICARD'S COM VOICE Very good, Doctor. Picard out. 112 INT. CORRIDOR - CONTINUOUS 112 coming out of the turbolift toward Picard's quarters... PICARD The Son'a officers are not to be released until I've met with Ahdar Ru'afo. He enters his quarters. Data finally submits to his curiosity and runs a finger along Riker's chin... DATA No, sir. It is not. (off Riker's look) As smooth as an android's bottom. 113 INT. PICARD'S QUARTERS 113 As he enters... PICARD Computer, music. Picard's favorite chamber music comes on... PICARD No. Not that. Something else. Something... Latin. COMPUTER VOICE Please specify. PICARD A mambo. (as the music comes on, his tension easing) That's more like it... Picard moves to... 114 INT. BATHROOM - CONTINUOUS 114 He takes off his jacket and shirt... and begins to towel himself dry... as he glances in the mirror... his towel patting his face, slows to a stop as he stares at himself in the mirror... 115 CLOSE - THE HAIR AROUND HIS EAR 115 is changing color, no longer all white, it is now predominantly chestnut brown. 116 PICARD 116 looks, his mind adding up all the strange little things that have been happening on the ship... 117 EXT. ANIJ'S HOME - NIGHT 117 Picard knocks on a door... it is opened by Anij... PICARD How old are you? TIME CUT: 118 INT. ANIJ'S HOME - NIGHT 118 Austere but inviting with a warm fire... Sojef, Tournel and Artim have joined them... Artim spoons hot cider from a kettle into cups, serves it to the adults as the scene continues... SOJEF We came here from a solar system on the verge of self- annihilation... where technology had created weapons that threatened to destroy all life. A small group of us set off to find a new home... a home that would be isolated from the threats of other worlds. (beat) That was three hundred and nine years ago. PICARD (reacts) You've not aged a day since then? SOJEF Actually, I was a good deal older when we arrived... in terms of my physical condition. ANIJ There's an unusual metaphasic radiation coming from the planet's rings. It continuously regenerates the cells in our bodies. You must have noticed the effects by now. PICARD We've... just begun to. (to Artim) I suppose you're seventy-five. ARTIM No. I'm twelve. TOURNEL The metaphasic radiation won't begin to affect him until he reaches maturity... PICARD To many offlanders, what you have here would be more valuable than gold-pressed latinum. (beat) And I'm afraid it's the reason that someone is trying to take this world away from you. ARTIM The artificial lifeform was right? PICARD If not for Data, you'd probably have been re-located by now. TOURNEL How can we possibly defend ourselves? SOJEF The moment we pick up a weapon, we become one of them... we lose everything we are... PICARD It may not come to that. They turn to him... PICARD Clearly, the architects of this conspiracy have tried to keep it a secret. Not just from you, but from my people as well. (beat) I don't intend to let them. 119 EXT. VILLAGE - PREDAWN 119 ANIJ We've always known that to survive, we had to remain apart. It hasn't been easy. Many of the young people here want to know more about the offland... they're attracted to stories of a faster pace of life... PICARD Most of my people who live that faster pace would sell their souls to slow it down. ANIJ But not you. PICARD (smiles) There are days. ANIJ (beat, studying him) You don't live up to your reputation as an offlander, Picard. PICARD (self-effacing) In defense of offlanders, there are many more like me... ANIJ ... who wouldn't be tempted by the promise of perpetual youth? I don't think so. PICARD You give me more credit than I deserve. Of course, I'm tempted. Who wouldn't be? (beat) But some of the blackest marks in the history of my world have involved the forced relocation of a small group of people to satisfy the demands of a larger one. I'd like to believe we learn from our mistakes. Obviously, some of us haven't. 120 NEW ANGLE - (OPTICAL) 120 Picard pausing to look in a corner window... beautifully hand-crafted quilts are displayed... PICARD The craftsmanship is extraordinary. ANIJ (smiles) This is a school... that's a student's work. (off his reaction) She'll be ready to become an apprentice soon. Then, in thirty or forty years, she'll take her place among the artisans... PICARD An apprentice for thirty years. (they continue walking) We've noticed your people's mental discipline. Did that develop here? ANIJ (teasing) More questions. Always the explorer. If you stay long enough, that'll change. PICARD Will it? ANIJ You'll stop reviewing what happened yesterday... stop planning for tomorrow... until you find... (interrupting herself) Let me ask you a question -- have you ever experienced a perfect moment in time? PICARD A perfect moment? ANIJ When time seemed to stop... and you could almost live in that moment... PICARD Seeing my home planet from space for the first time... ANIJ Yes. Exactly. Nothing more complicated than perception. (beat) You explore the universe. We've discovered a single moment in time can be a universe in itself... full of powerful forces... most people aren't aware enough of the now... to ever notice them... PICARD I wish I could spare a few centuries to learn. ANIJ It took us centuries to learn that it doesn't have to take centuries to learn. They reach a doorway to her home... PICARD There's one thing I don't understand. (off her look) In three hundred years...you never learned to swim? ANIJ (smiles) I just... haven't gotten around to it yet. She steps forward to enter, pauses... ANIJ I wonder if you're aware of the trust you endanger, Jean-Luc Picard. In my experience, it's unusual for... PICARD ... an offlander? ANIJ (beat, smiles) For someone so young. Picard smiles, aware of a sexual tension... for the second time in his visit, a humming bird flitters by, briefly examining a street lamp and then away. She moves inside, glances back and smiles. Then she's gone. Picard turns and looks at the horizon where the sun will come up soon... reacts as he sees -- 121 THE SILHOUETTE OF GEORDI LA FORGE - (OPTICAL) 121 standing there, looking out at the horizon... 122 CLOSER 122 as Picard moves over... PICARD Geordi...? Geordi turns and Picard reacts as he sees Geordi's eyes... without the implants... Geordi smiles... LA FORGE Funniest thing, Captain. There wasn't anything wrong with my implants. There was something right with my eyes. When Doctor Crusher removed the ocular connections, she found the cells around my optic nerves... PICARD ... had regenerated. LA FORGE It may not last after we leave. If not, I just wanted, before we go... (beat) I've never actually seen a sunrise. Picard considers him a long beat... and they turn to see -- 123 THE SUN - (OPTICAL) 123 cracking the horizon turning the lake red... 124 PICARD AND GEORDI 124 bathed in the sunlight... Picard's face looking younger, contented in the new sun... 125 THE SUNRISE - VARIOUS SHOTS 125 ... the silhouette of an eagle-like bird coasting a foot above the water... the morning breeze brushing the red- tinged field of tall grass. 126 GEORDI 126 A tear rolls down his cheek... 127 WIDE - (OPTICAL) 127 as the sunlight cascades over the village and hills and if we weren't sure this place was magic before, we certainly know it now. 128 EXT. SPACE - THE FOUR SON'A SHIPS - (OPTICAL) 128 dwarf the Enterprise as they move into orbit... 129 INT. READY ROOM (OPTICAL) 129 Dougherty and Ru'afo enter... Ru'afo is furious -- RU'AFO Am I to understand you're not releasing my men, Captain? Picard at his desk working, looks up, makes strong eye contact with his guests... PICARD (quietly) I found the holoship. That stops Ru'afo. He looks at Dougherty who realizes some damage control will be necessary... DOUGHERTY Ru'afo, why don't you let the Captain and I... Ru'afo's face is so tight it seems it's going to break... RU'AFO No! ... and it does -- a crack opens up from his forehead to his chin and blood dribbles out of it... RU'AFO (CONT'D) This entire mission has been one Federation blunder after another. You will return my men or this alliance will end with the destruction of your ship. He exits. Dougherty measures Picard for a beat... DOUGHERTY You're looking well, Jean-Luc. Rested. PICARD Your "Briar Patch" turned out to be more hospitable than I expected. DOUGHERTY (nods) That's why we put chromodynamic shields in place - so our people wouldn't feel the effects from the metaphasic radiation... PICARD ... or understand that they were participating in the outright theft of a world. (beat) I won't let you move them, Admiral. I'll go to the Federation Council... DOUGHERTY I'm acting on orders form the Federation Council. PICARD (reacts, beat) How can there be an order to abandon the Prime Directive...? DOUGHERTY The Prime Directive doesn't apply. These people are not indigenous to this world. They were never meant to be immortal. We'll simply be restoring their natural evolution. PICARD Who are we to decide the next course of evolution for these people? DOUGHERTY There are six hundred people down there. We'll be able to use the regenerative properties of this radiation to help billions. (beat) The Son'a have developed a procedure to collect the metaphasic particles form the planets rings... PICARD A planet in Federation space... DOUGHERTY Right. We have the planet and they have the technology -- a technology we can't duplicate. You know what that makes us? Their partners. PICARD Our partners are nothing more than petty thugs. DOUGHERTY (dismissing that) On Earth, petroleum once turned petty thugs into world leaders. Warp drive transformed a bunch of Romulan thugs into an empire. We can handle the Son'a, I'm not worried about that... PICARD Someone probably said the same thing about the Romulans a century ago. DOUGHERTY With metaphasics, lifespans will be doubled... an entire new medical science will evolve... (beat) I understand your Chief Engineer has the use of his eyes for the first time in his life... would you take his sight away from him? PICARD There are metaphasic particles all over The Briar Patch. Why must this planet be... DOUGHERTY (interrupting) The concentration in the rings is what makes the whole damned thing work. Don't ask me to explain it. I only know they inject something into the rings that starts a thermolytic reaction. After it's over, the planet will be unlivable for generations. PICARD Delay the procedure. Let my people look at the technology. DOUGHERTY Our best scientific minds already have. We can't find any other way to do this. PICARD Then the Son'a can establish a separate colony on this planet until we do... DOUGHERTY It would take ten years of normal exposure to begin to reverse their condition. Some of them won't survive that long. Besides, they don't want to live in the middle of The Briar Patch... who would? PICARD The Ba'ku. Picard and Dougherty look at each other a long beat. PICARD We are betraying the principles upon which the Federation was founded... this is an attack on the very soul of the Federation. (beat) This will destroy the Ba'ku. Just as cultures have been destroyed in every other forced relocation throughout history. DOUGHERTY We are only moving six hundred people, Jean-Luc. PICARD (beat) How many people would it take... before it becomes wrong? A thousand? Fifty thousand. A million? Dougherty has taken this as far as he intends to. DOUGHERTY I'm ordering you to the Goren system. File whatever protests you wish to. By the time you do, this will be all done. (moves to exit) I'm also ordering the release of the Son'a officers. He's out. Picard sits at his desk for a long beat... 130 INT. BRIDGE 130 Worf at Conn, Data at Ops, Riker at command... they look up at Picard as he comes out of the Ready Room. PICARD Prepare the ship for departure at oh-seven-hundred hours. RIKER Aye, sir. Data exchanges a curious glance with Riker as Picard crosses to the turbolift. Before he gets in, he turns and looks at his bridge, imprinting it on his mind. 131 INT. PICARD'S QUARTERS 131 as he enters, stands in the middle of the room a long beat, his table still cluttered with charts and PADDS... 132 ANGLE - CLOSEUP - HIS DRESSER 132 One pip is placed on top, a second, third and fourth... 133 INT. SON'A BODY SCULPTURE CHAMBER - CLOSE ON A TOOTH 133 (OPTICAL) as it's implanted into a very old man's mouth and now, the old fellow has a mouthful of bright new teeth... Gallatin enters, moving to -- 134 RU'AFO - (OPTICAL) 134 sitting, his head locked in position by an apparatus... a female attendant actually giving him a facelift in front of our eyes... the device stretching his face ever tighter, as she snips off skin by one ear with a laser in a bloodless surgery that heals his wound... RU'AFO Gallatin! So the righteous Starfleet Captain finally released you. Did you encounter any problems on the surface? GALLATIN (acknowledges) No, sir. But it wasn't easy... being among them... RU'AFO I'm sure. Just don't forget what they did to us. (Gallatin nods) We'll have them rounded up in a day or two... we needn't bother with the Federation holo-ship any more. Just get the holding cells ready. Gallatin acknowledges, leaves. To the attendant - RU'AFO I'm going to miss these little flesh-stretching sessions of ours, my dear. As she pulls up his other ear... 135 INT. YACHT COCKPIT - (OPTICAL) 135 Picard, out of uniform, works a transporter and cases of military supplies MATERIALIZE on a loading platform that will lower into the cargo hold of the yacht... he studies a translucent geological scan of the surface that we will hear more about later... DATA (O.C.) Re-routing the transport grid to avoid detection was wise, sir, but the transporter is rarely used after oh-two-hundred hours. Picard turns to see Data, Troi, Crusher, La Forge, Worf and Riker have entered the hatch. All but Riker and Geordi are out of uniform. TROI Taking the Captain's yacht out for a spin? WORF (examining the cargo) Seven metric tons of ultritium explosives, eight tetryon pulse launchers, ten isomagnetic disintegrators... RIKER You must be planning on doing some hunting. PICARD Go back to your quarters (no one moves) That's an order. No one moves. RIKER No uniform? No orders. Geordi, with his normal eyes, moves forward... LA FORGE How could I look at another sunrise, knowing what my sight cost these people, Captain? Picard looks at them with appreciation. DATA I feel obliged to point out that the environmental anomalies may be stimulating certain rebellious instincts common to youth that could affect everyone's judgment. Except mine, of course. CRUSHER Okay, Data, what do you think we should do? Data looks to everyone, considering a beat... picks up a phaser rifle... activates it... DATA Saddle up. Lock and load. The family united looks to their Captain for instructions. Picard looks to them with deep affection. PICARD They won't begin the procedure while the planet is inhabited. So, our job is to keep the planet inhabited. He looks at Riker and La Forge, knowing that his first officer and chief engineer must stay with the ship. PICARD (CONT'D) Go back and put a face on what's happening here. Make the Council see the Ba'ku. It's too easy to turn a blind eye to the suffering of an unfamiliar people. Riker and La Forge acknowledge. Picard takes an extra moment to look, perhaps for the last time, into the eyes of his first officer with affection... PICARD There's a short letter I left you all, just some... sentimental nonsense... the computer will bring it to your attention at oh- four-hundred... I'd just as soon you delete it... RIKER Fat chance. I'll post it on every monitor on the ship... Picard grins with nice embarrassment, then with a serious look to Riker -- PICARD We'll hold out as long as we can. Riker understands they're counting on him. Picard hits a panel and the weapons sink into the yacht... as the non-uniformed officers move to take their posts, Riker takes Troi in his arms, kisses her good-bye. The others react in surprise. DATA Apparently the environmental anomalies are also stimulating... Worf shuts him up with a hard look... Data gets the message, sits in a cockpit chair and quietly begins to work... 136 EXT. SPACE - THE YACHT - (OPTICAL) 136 falls away from the belly of the mother ship... and after a beat, the thrusters ignite and off they go... 137 INT. SON'A SHIP TACTICAL ROOM - (OPTICAL) 137 Ru'afo watches a realistic simulation of a space procedure on a monitor... a small but sophisticated injector assembly sailing into the planet's rings begins to fire charges that start a thermolytic reaction (we see only the early stages here)... Gallatin enters with a PADD... RU'AFO The injector performs perfectly in every simulation... GALLATIN Sir, as the Enterprise left orbit, one of their support craft went down to the surface. (Ru'afo reacts, takes the PADD) It appeared to be the Captain's Yacht. Five persons on board. RU'AFO We're not waiting until morning... take the shuttles and get everyone off the surface tonight. Gallatin starts to leave... pauses as -- RU'AFO Gallatin, if Picard or any of his people interfere... eliminate them. 138 EXT. VILLAGE - NIGHT - (OPTICAL) 138 On a door opening... as we hear a bell ringing... the face of Artim fills the screen... his eyes scared... and as we reveal his point of view of the village, it's a stunning sight -- Tournel pulling on the warning bell in the square... hundreds of people moving with urgency... supplies are being packed onto the backs of llamas... Worf, Data and Troi are unpacking the cases of military supplies that have already been loaded from the (unseen) yacht... Picard is going over charts with Anij and Sojef near-by... VARIOUS BA'KU (ad lib) What is it? What's going on? What's happened? Is something wrong? TOURNEL We're leaving the village... take only what you need. Bring food... we may not be back for days... Artim jumps with a start as a slim, high-tech device on a stake suddenly lights up like a Christmas tree beside him... sees Data who just activated it... DATA It is a transport inhibitor. It will help prevent Son'a ships from beaming anyone off the surface... Artim, overwhelmed and still scared of the android, backs away from Data without responding and moves toward his father. Picard is showing Anij and Sojef the translucent geo-scans we saw on the yacht... PICARD ... these are the veins of kelbonite running through the hills... the more concentrated the deposits the more trouble they'll have with their transporters... our route will keep us close to these deposits as possible... Artim moves beside his father, holds onto him... PICARD (CONT'D) When we're forced away by the terrain, we'll use transport inhibitors to compensate. The mountains have the highest concentrations. Once we're there, transport will be virtually impossible... ANIJ There are caves in those mountains. PICARD (acknowledges) We can hold them off a long time... once we get there... (beat) But they will not make it easy to get there... Worf and Data move over... DATA Captain, I've activated transport inhibitors around the village... PICARD Good. Let's begin to move these people out... WORF Should I distribute phasers to the Ba'ku, sir...? PICARD No. We'll be responsible for that, Mister Worf. They all react to the sound of thrusters flying overhead... they look up to see -- 139 P.O.V. - THE NIGHT SKY - (OPTICAL) 139 as Son'a shuttlecraft roar overhead... 140 INT. SON'A SHUTTLE - NIGHT 140 SON'A OFFICER #1 Transporters are not functioning. GALLATIN (off sensors) They're blocking the beams with some kind of inhibitors. We'll have to locate and destroy them. 141 EXT. FIELD - WIDE NIGHT - (OPTICAL) 141 The mass of people cross the fields.. the Starfleet officers separated at intervals among them, continuing to encourage and assist them forward... progress slows as they converge onto the narrow path leading into the hills... 142 ANGLE NEAR THE VILLAGE - (OPTICAL) 142 with Sojef and Artim... SOJEF Don't try to carry too much... we've got a long climb ahead of us... Suddenly, the ground shakes with booms as the ships overhead fire a series of air to surface missiles parallel to the path ahead... voices raise in fear, parents grab their children, people begin to move more quickly, some drop what they're carrying... 143 OMITTED 143 & & 144 144 145 ANOTHER SON'A SHIP - (OPTICAL) 145 fires at the surface... we see the blast knock out... 146 A TRANSPORT INHIBITOR 146 that explodes...near-by -- 147 WORF 147 reacts...moves to Picard and Anij guiding people up the narrow path as the explosions continue... WORF We've lost an inhibitor! There's a gap in the field... 148 EXT. FIELD - WIDE (OPTICAL) 148 As another wave of ships passes over, suddenly, with the moving sounds of ships above, people caught in the unprotected gap are swept away on a path of DEMATERIALIZATION...maybe fifty are just scooped away from the crowd... and now people are really panicking, screaming, cries, pushing forward... some scatter... 149 ARTIM - (OPTICAL) 149 being pushed, trying to hang onto his father... but as the ships continue to pass over and the DEMATERIALIZATIONS in the same gap continue, suddenly Sojef is beamed away... ARTIM My father! His voice is lost in the cries of the scared people who surge even harder forward toward the protection of the next inhibitor and now the boy is thrust to the ground. As he falls, the little palm-pet slips out of his pocket... Artim desperately tries to save him from being stepped on, finally snatches him in his hand. But now the crush of people threatens to trample the boy and it's a reminder how scary it can be to be small. Suddenly, an arm reaches down and scoops him up... and as we follow Artim up, we can see it's Data who has rescued him... their eyes connect briefly as Data carries him forward... in the pushing crowd... 150 ANGLE - PICARD - (OPTICAL) 150 PICARD Stay in the protected areas... we'll be safe when we get into the hills... The people file ahead up the path... 151 INT. SON'S TACTICAL ROOM 151 Dougherty, Gallatin and Ru'afo study black and white aerial surveillance photographs of the Ba'ku exodus up the foothills. Dougherty is angry and embarrassed... GALLATIN They're following the kelbonite deposits... using the interference to block our transporters... RU'AFO Recommendations? DOUGHERTY Take me down. Let me talk to Picard. RU'AFO Talk... we should send down an assault team and take them by force. DOUGHERTY That is not an acceptable option. If people get hurt, all the support we have in the Federation... RU'AFO Federation support, Federation procedures, Federation rules... look in the mirror, Admiral... the Federation is old... in the last twenty four months, it's been challenged by every major power in the quadrant -- the Borg, the Cardassians, the Dominion... they all smell the scent of death on the Federation. That's why you've embraced our offer... because it will give your dear Federation new life. Well, how badly do you want it, Admiral? Because there are hard choices to be made now. If the Enterprise gets through with news about their brave Captain's valiant struggle on behalf of the defenseless Ba'ku, your Federation politicians will waver, your Federation opinion polls will open a public debate, your Federation allies will want their say... need I go on? Dougherty takes a deep breath... knows Ru'afo is right. Gallatin hates the idea of a violent assault, gives Dougherty the other option he's desperately seeking -- GALLATIN There is an alternative to an all- out assault. Isolinear tags would allow our transporters to lock on to them. RU'AFO We'd have to tag every one of them... that would take time... and we don't have it. The Enterprise is only nineteen hours from communications range with the Federation... DOUGHERTY I'll order Riker to turn around. RU'AFO Picard's first officer. Do you really believe he'll listen? Ru'afo's clearly lost faith in the Admiral's ability to control the situation... Dougherty's jaw tightens... RU'AFO My ships are capable of intercepting the Enterprise before it reaches the perimeter. I could send them to... escort... it back... but Commander Riker might not want to come... And we slowly push into Dougherty as he steps across his self-imposed moral line... DOUGHERTY Send your ships. Dougherty tries to digest the knot in his stomach... 152 EXT. PLANET SURFACE - DAWN (MATTE/OPTICAL) 152 Deep into the foothills now... much steeper terrain... feeling the power of the mountains near-by... seeing the path below as hundreds of Ba'ku and dozens of llamas wind their way up... it's almost biblical in scope with Picard and Moses leading the way... 153 ANGLE WITH DATA AND ARTIM - (OPTICAL) 153 They've been walking silently for some time...Artim struggling inside to reconcile what he's been taught about machines and the experience he's had with Data... ARTIM My father told me I shouldn't talk to you. DATA I understand. ARTIM I don't. They exchange a glance. Artim sighs, troubled. ARTIM Not everyone here agrees with him. I mean, you know, about machines. There was even a big fight about it once. (beat) Do you like being a machine? DATA (considering) I aspire to be more than I am. ARTIM I know why. (off Data's look) So people like us won't be afraid of you any more. DATA (a beat) Perhaps, that is true. The boy is obviously tired from miles of walking uphill... ARTIM Don't you ever get tired? DATA My power cells continually re- charge themselves. ARTIM I can't imagine what it would be like to be a machine. Data studies him... (and it should be noted that his responses are a deliberate attempt to enlighten Artim, give the child a new perspective on what it means to be an android.) DATA Perhaps it would surprise you to know that I have often tried to imagine what it would be like to be a child... ARTIM Really? DATA Really. ARTIM (with fatigue) For one thing, your legs are shorter than everyone else's. DATA But they are in a constant state of growth. Do you find it difficult to adapt? (off Artim's perplexed look) A child's specifications are never the same from one moment to the next. I am surprised that you do not... trip over your own feet. ARTIM Sometimes I do. DATA My legs are eighty-seven-point- two centimeters. They were eighty-seven-point-two centimeters the day I was created. They will be eighty- seven-point-two centimeters the day I go off line. My operation depends on specifications that do not change. (beat) I... cannot imagine... the experience of growing up or even tripping over my own feet... Artim is seeing the artificial lifeform in a whole new light now, which is exactly what Data intended... ARTIM But you've never had adults telling you what to do all the time... or bedtimes... or having to eat food you don't like... DATA I would gladly accept the requirement of a bedtime in exchange for knowing what it is like to be a child. ARTIM (considering) Do machines ever play? DATA I play the violin... and my chess routines are quite advanced... ARTIM No, I mean... He tries to find a way to explain, gets an idea -- pokes him with a finger... ARTIM You're it. And he starts to run away... DATA I'm what? Artim frowns, stops... ARTIM Chase me! DATA For what purpose? ARTIM Because you're it. And if you tag me... then I'm it. DATA But I can run much faster than you... I am capable of exceeding forty-seven meters per second... ARTIM (sighs, walking back) Data... haven't you ever just played... for fun? DATA Androids... don't have...fun. ARTIM Why not...? DATA (beat) No one's ever asked me that before. ARTIM If you want to know 'what it's like to be a child', you need to learn how to play... As Data considers... 154 WITH PICARD AND ANIJ 154 at point... walking up a part of the trail protected by towering rocks. Worf approaches from the rear... (Note: we may notice more physical changes in our people because of the regenerative process. For example, Picard's hair is darker and there actually seems to be a touch more of it growing than before... Worf's hair is more straggly, unkempt...) PICARD (not serious) You need a haircut, Commander. WORF Accelerated hair growth is often experienced by Klingons during Jak'tahla... ANIJ Jak'tahla? PICARD Roughly translated: puberty... although for a Klingon that's not doing it justice... (to Worf) Any severe mood swings, unusual aggressive tendencies -- be sure to let me know right away... WORF The Ba'ku could use some rest, sir. According to the geo-scan, this may be the safest area for the next few kilometers... PICARD Very well. We'll take an hour. Break out some rations... Worf acknowledges, signals and the column lumbers to a halt... people sit along the trail... 155 AROUND THE BEND - (OPTICAL/MATTE) 155 A spectacular view of the mountains ahead... Picard and Anij move forward through some brush, lay on their stomachs as Picard uses 24th century field glasses to examine the path ahead... ANIJ Right beyond that ridge is where the caves begin... we can hide for days... PICARD By now the Son'a have scanned the area and know that just as well as we do. She studies him as he continues to survey the territory they must still cross... on a whim, she reaches out and runs a finger across his bald head... he looks up, surprised... ANIJ (smiles) It's been three hundred years since I've seen a bald man. He grins, studies her... they feel the sexual tension... after a beat... PICARD How is it a woman like you never married? And don't tell me you "just haven't gotten around to it yet"... ANIJ What's the rush? PICARD (beat) I should warn you... I've always been attracted to older women... She looks seriously at him, takes his hand in hers, guides both hands to touch his cheek. 156 PICARD'S SUBJECTIVE POV - (OPTICAL) 156 ... and in that moment, his perception and our view begin to move down her arm... and we enter... 157 AN ALTERED REALITY - (OPTICAL) 157 Picard, and we, find ourselves in a heightened state of sensory perception -- time seems to be slowing down to a crawl, sounds are sharper... we hear Picard's heart beating slowly with a booming percussion... he follows her gaze to see yet another humming bird, hears its languid wing motion... swirling dust from the mountain seems like a zipping scarf in a breeze that plays in his ears like a natural flute... his breath becomes more even as he relaxes into this altered state and he feels... 158 HER FINGERS 158 gently touching the hair at the top of his chest, sensing, even hearing, her fingertips against his flesh. 159 HER LIPS 159 brush his cheek, his lips... her teeth nip gently on his lower lip, tugging it and then her lips press against his for an eternity... 160 EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE - (OPTICAL) 160 Moving at one-third impulse through The Briar Patch... 161 INT. BRIDGE 161 Riker at Command, Perim at Conn, La Forge at Ops, Nara at Tactical, supernumeraries... PERIM Commander, I'm showing two Son'a ships on an intercept course. RIKER How long 'til they reach us? PERIM Eighteen minutes... LA FORGE We're not going to be able to get a transmission out of here for at least another hour... NARA They're hailing us. RIKER Tell them our transceiver assembly is down, that we can send messages but can't receive them. Nara sends the message... a beat... NARA I don't think they believe us. RIKER Why not? Boom... a small explosion well off target... the ship shakes gently... RIKER (off sensors) A photon torpedo. (dry) Isn't that the universal greeting when communications are down? LA FORGE I think it's the universal greeting when you don't like someone. Another boom shakes them slightly... RIKER Full impulse. LA FORGE The manifold can't handle full impulse in the Patch, Commander. RIKER If we don't outrun them, the manifolds are going to be the only thing left of this ship. LA FORGE (nods) I'll be in Engineering. La Forge exits. A supernumerary quickly replaces him. RIKER All hands. Battle stations! 162 EXT. TRAIL - DAY 162 TROI And have you noticed how your boobs have started to firm up? CRUSHER (dry) Not that we care about such things in this day and age. TROI Uh huh. Data glances at their breasts as he hands them plates... CRUSHER Thank you, Data. We stay with him as he takes the tray to Worf who looks at the plate with disdain... WORF I have an odd craving for the blood of a live Kolar beast. (off Data's look) The environment must be affecting me again. DATA (agreeing) And have you noticed how your boobs have started to firm up? (Worf reacts) Not that we care about such things in this day and age. Suddenly, the distant sound of approaching thrusters... 163 ANGLE - FOUR SON'A SHUTTLES (OPTICAL) 163 coming over the horizon... WORF (hits combadge) Take cover! 164 PICARD AND ANIJ 164 moving back toward the others... look up to see -- 165 SON'A SHUTTLES - (OPTICAL) 165 overhead, dropping dozens of... 166 FLYING DRONES - (OPTICAL) 166 the size of footballs with parts rotating, blinking, scanning... 167 EXT. DRONE POV - FLYING ABOVE THE TRAIL - (OPTICAL) 167 The Ba'ku scattering as drones fly over them... 168 DATA AND ARTIM - (OPTICAL) 168 react, Data firing at the drones as Artim crawls behind a rock... 169 PICARD AND WORF - (OPTICAL) 169 open fire with phasers destroying two, but the third fires a new kind of weapon hitting -- 170 CLOSE ON A BA'KU WOMAN'S BACK 170 as it's tagged with a tiny device fired from the drone... 171 ANGLE - THE BA'KU WOMAN - (OPTICAL) 171 DEMATERIALIZES... a fraction of a beat later, Picard blasts the drone... more people DEMATERIALIZE as the drone attacks continue... WORF Isolinear tags. Their transporters can lock onto them. PICARD We have to find shelter... ANIJ There's a cavern at the base of the next hill... PICARD (signaling to the others) This way! 172 VARIOUS - (OPTICAL) 172 THRU THRU 175 175 on our principles providing covering fire as the Ba'ku move quickly ahead... more drones fly in, firing their tags, more Ba'ku are hit and DEMATERIALIZE... our people fire repeated bursts destroying several of them... 176 WITH DATA AND ARTIM - (OPTICAL) 176 DATA A dangerous variation on your game of 'tag', Artim. Hurry we most definitely do not want to be 'it'... He blasts a drone as they push ahead... 177 EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE - (OPTICAL) 177 exchanging fire with the two Son'a ships in pursuit, a trail of hot exhaust coming from the Enterprise... 178 INT. BRIDGE 178 Seriously damaged... plasma leaks, smoke... NARA Shields at sixty percent... ! LA FORGE'S COM VOICE Engineering to Bridge. We're burning deuterium down here... 179 INT. ENGINEERING 179 Impulse engines smoking... engineers spray coolant foam over them to keep the temperatures from red-lining... LA FORGE We're going to blow ourselves up... we won't need any help from the Son'a... 180 INT. BRIDGE INCLUDE VIEWSCREEN - (OPTICAL) 180 A huge nebula cluster up ahead... RIKER What's inside that nebula cluster? PERIM Cometary debris, pockets of unstable metreon gas... we don't want to go in there, sir... RIKER Yes, we do. (pats her shoulder) You're relieved, Ensign. Take over at Ops. He takes the Conn... Perim replaces the officer at Ops... RIKER Time to use "The Briar Patch" like B'rer Rabbit did... 181 EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE - (OPTICAL) 181 making a hard turn and disappearing into the cluster... 182 EXT. PLANET SURFACE/TRIAL - (OPTICAL) 182 The Ba'ku run for their lives toward the mouth of a cavern, steam coming up from the hot mineral waters within it... PICARD Into the cavern! Move! And our people continue to blast the swarming drones above but there are so many of them... several Ba'ku are tagged and DISAPPEAR... 183 WITH WORF 183 as his phaser jams and he picks up a thin tree trunk and with Klingon howls, swings it like a bat'leth at the drones... missing one but then connecting with another and a second one knocking them out of the park like Hank Aaron... glancing to Picard... WORF Definitely feeling aggressive tendencies... 184 ANGLE WITH DATA AND ARTIM - (OPTICAL) 184 surrounded by Ba'ku as they move quickly along a very steep trail, Data firing at drones as they go... suddenly just in front of them, a Son'a assault team appears over the ridge... three armed foot soldiers ready to take prisoners... Data lunges, like a running back hitting a defensive line and his power throws them back and they fall... 185 OFF THE CLIFF - (OPTICAL) 185 the long terrible fall beginning... 186 DATA - (OPTICAL) 186 thinks fast, snatches a passing drone out of the air and aims it at... 187 THE THREE FALLING SON'A - (OPTICAL) 187 and as they're tagged, they DEMATERIALIZE in free-fall. 188 DATA 188 looks down, satisfied, then crushes the drone with his bare hands and provides more cover fire as the Ba'ku move quickly to the cavern... 189 EXT. NEBULA - THE ENTERPRISE - (OPTICAL) 189 Flying through dark matter clouds and stellar debris which light up as Son'a torpedoes explode all around them... suddenly there is a different kind of blast off the Enterprise's stern -- a bright implosion, sucking up everything around it, literally ripping subspace apart as it cascades toward the ship... 190 INT. BRIDGE 190 Terribly rough ride... NARA Sir, they've detonated an isolytic burst... a subspace tear is forming... RIKER On screen. 191 ANGLE TO INCLUDE VIEWSCREEN - (OPTICAL) 191 As Riker sees the tear coming at them... PERIM I thought subspace weapons were banned by the Khitomer Accord... RIKER Remind me to lodge a protest... LA FORGE'S COM VOICE Commander, our warp core is acting like a magnet to the tear. 192 INT. ENGINEERING 192 Geordi on the move to a new control panel... LA FORGE (CONT'D) We're pulling it like a zipper across space... RIKER'S COM VOICE Options? LA FORGE Eject the core. INTERCUT: 193 INT. BRIDGE - (OPTICAL) 193 As the viewscreen shows the tear getting closer... RIKER Will that stop the tear? LA FORGE You got me, Commander. RIKER That's your expert opinion? LA FORGE Detonating the warp core might neutralize the cascade... but then again it might not. Subspace weapons are unpredictable. That's why they were banned. NARA The tear is closing on us... impact in fifteen seconds... RIKER Eject the core. LA FORGE I just did. NARA Impact in ten seconds... RIKER Detonate! 194 INT. ENGINEERING - GEORDI 194 presses the panels to detonate and... 195 EXT. NEBULA - THE SUBSPACE TEAR (OPTICAL) 195 rips toward the Enterprise as the ejected warp core explodes. The subspace disruption that follows -- 196 INT. ENGINEERING 196 throws everybody down. Consoles explode... 197 INT. BRIDGE - CONTINUOUS 197 Panels are blown off, fires break out, lights fail, people thrown to the ground. As it subsides, Riker crawls back to Conn... NARA It worked, Commander... the tear's been sealed... 198 INT. ENGINEERING 198 LA FORGE There's nothing to stop them from doing it again... and we're fresh out of warp cores... 199 INT. BRIDGE 199 PERIM We're still thirty-six minutes from transmission range, sir. RIKER (nods, deciding) We're through running from these bastards. 200 INT. HYDROTHERMAL CAVERN - DAY 200 A large, steamy, wet environment... pools of mineral water drizzle along the floor... the Ba'ku and their llamas slosh through the mud, seeking some kind of comfortable place to rest... 201 ANGLE - TOWARD THE ENTRANCE - (OPTICAL) 201 Where a forcefield has been established across the mouth of the cave... the drones try to get in and are blocked; they hover menacingly outside... Data moves to Picard from the interior of the cave... PICARD (to Data) How many? DATA Another forty-three people reported taken, sir... Picard frowns, sighs, takes in their new surroundings... suddenly, the caverns are shaken by the sound of overhead explosions... reactions, fearful murmurs, skittish llamas... 202 ON ARTIM 202 sitting with other Ba'ku... they look up at the frightening sound... sand drifting dangerously from the ceiling... 203 CLOSE ON ARTIM'S POCKET 203 The palm-pet crawls out... 204 EXT. FOOTHILLS - CONTINUOUS (OPTICAL) 204 As the Son'a shuttles fly over firing torpedoes, explosions across the terrain... 205 INT. HYDROTHERMAL CAVERN 205 As Picard et al react to the aerial assault... ground continually shuddering... Picard and Worf exchange a grim look... WORF They're trying to force us out so their drones can tag us... Picard nods, agreeing. As dust falls from the ceiling and the blasts continue to rock them... Data studies his tricorder... DATA With all the hydrothermal vents in the substrata, the structural integrity of this cavern is not going to hold for long, Captain... Picard glances out at a half-dozen drones hovering outside... PICARD Is there any other way out of here? Anij shakes her head, grim... DATA Tracking the water flow may reveal another potential exit... As they use tricorders to follow the water flow deeper into the cavern... 206 NEW ANGLE - NARROWER PORTION OF THE CAVE - (OPTICAL) 206 as the flow of water disappears under a wall... the air assault continues... DATA (off tricorder) I'm showing fresh air (TECH BETTER) behind this calcite formation, Captain... PICARD Will the structure hold if we blast through? DATA (examines walls with tricorder) I believe it is safe, sir. Using their phasers, they blast the wall away, crawl through the new hole -- 207 EXT. SECOND EXIT - CONTINUOUS (MATTE/OPTICAL) 207 as they come out and turn to see several paths up to rocky mountains not far away, distant cave openings in view... PICARD Spread out as far as you can... get everyone into those caves, set up forcefields once you're inside... With renewed optimism, they go to gather up the Ba'ku... 208 EXT. NEBULA - THE ENTERPRISE - (OPTICAL) 208 coming about... 209 INT. BRIDGE - ANGLE TO INCLUDE VIEWSCREEN - (OPTICAL) 209 Riker at Conn as messed up as we've ever seen him, his face a study in determination. The bridge is barely functional. Pockets of colorful gases are visible on the screen. RIKER Geordi, are those pockets of metreon gas...? 210 INT. ENGINEERING 210 Off an Okudagram -- LA FORGE Aye, sir. Highly volatile...I recommend we keep our distance... RIKER'S COM VOICE Negative. I want to use the ramscoop to collect as much of it as we can... LA FORGE The purpose being...? 211 INT. BRIDGE 211 RIKER The purpose being I intend to shove it down the Son'a's throat. NARA Commander, if one of their weapons hits that gas... RIKER It's our only way out of here, Mister Nara. 212 INT. ENGINEERING 212 as Geordi goes to work, nods with admiration... LA FORGE I wouldn't be surprised if history remembers this as the Riker Maneuver... RIKER'S COM VOICE If it works you mean. LA FORGE Even if it doesn't, they'll be teaching kids as the Academy not to do this for years to come. 213 EXT. NEBULA - CLOSE ON THE RAMSCOOP - (OPTICAL) 213 as it begins to sweep up the gases... compressing them into a critical mass... 214 INT. BRIDGE - INCLUDE THE VIEWSCREEN (OPTICAL) 214 LA FORGE'S COM VOICE Bridge, storage cells are at maximum capacity -- five thousand cubic meters of metreon gas... RIKER Computer, access manual steering column. In an instant, a joystick pops up from the control. He grabs the stick... a computer gamester's dream... RIKER Transfer helm controls to manual. The computer bleeps. As the fog clears, we can see on the screen that we're closing fast on the Son'a ships... PERIM They're powering their forward weapons array. RIKER Blow out the ramscoop. Stand by full thrusters. LA FORGE'S COM VOICE Ramscoop released! Riker hits panels and the ship lurches... 215 EXT. NEBULA - THE ENTERPRISE - (OPTICAL) 215 turning away as the Son'a ships fire and wham, the gases erupt... the Enterprise careens away out of control as the Son'a ships are hit by the explosion's full force. Both catch seriously on fire. After a beat, one explodes into bits... the other one sits there, helplessly on fire... 216 INT. HYDROTHERMAL CAVE - (OPTICAL) 216 The aerial assault continues as people file out the new exit... sand drifting dangerously from the ceiling ass the bombs shake the cavern... Data looks at a tricorder... moves to Picard. Just outside the new exit, a series of plasma blasts are fired from a nearby hill... WORF Up there! He points to a small squadron of Son'a that have spotted them... PICARD Data, Troi... keep these people moving. Worf, with me... They arm themselves, Worf takes a new bazooka-like weapon, an isomagnetic disintegrator, and they move out... 217 EXT. CAVERN (SECOND EXIT) - (OPTICAL) 217 Worf and Picard provide cover as Data and Troi lead more people toward the mountains... Worf fires his disintegrator... 218 THE SON'A ASSAULT TEAM - (OPTICAL) 218 is blown back as it connects... one of the wounded falls, sliding a long way down the hill, landing near the cave... 219 CRUSHER 219 scans the unconscious Son'a with a tricorder. Her eyes react as she sees something else on the tricorder... this is impossible, she checks again. CRUSHER Captain... Picard moves over cautiously... PICARD Will he live? CRUSHER Yes. But look at this medscan... He looks at the tricorder, reacts incredulously... PICARD How could this be possible? She shakes her head, looks back to the cavern entrance where Anij and Tournel are assisting the last Ba'ku out of the cave... CRUSHER Maybe we should ask them. Data and Troi return to lead the last group out of the cave... 220 HYDOTHERMAL CAVERN 220 Artim is among a dozen of so of the Ba'ku waiting to be taken...he reaches into his pocket for his palm-pet, can't find it... he reacts... he moves into the main cavern away from the others... a beat later, Anij and Tournel ready the group... ANIJ Is that everyone? BA'KU WOMAN (looking for) The boy... They check the immediate vicinity... no Artim... ANIJ Wait here. She moves toward the main cavern... 221 WITH ARTIM 221 back in the corner where he found the rifle, finding his pet crawling slowly on the floor... ANIJ Artim! What are you doing? She doesn't bother waiting for an answer... just grabs him and pulls him along with her in a hurry... 222 AT THE (SECOND) ENTRANCE 222 Picard, Worf, Data, Troi and Crusher arrive... TOURNEL Anij went to find Artim... ANIJ (O.C.) I've got him. At the sound of her voice, Picard moves toward the main cavern... 223 ANGLE - INTO THE CAVERN 223 And we see Anij and Artim maybe thirty yards away from Picard... running now... coming this way... suddenly, wham... a rocket hits the mountainside and the ground shudders... and the ceiling starts to collapse... and... 224 PICARD'S EYES 224 connect with... 225 ANIJ'S EYES 225 for an instant... 226 WIDE 226 Picard reaches out for her... just as the whole thing comes down on both of them... Picard throws Artim out of the cave just in front of the collapse into the arms of... 227 DATA 227 who pulls him safely away from the collapse... The Starfleet officers move back to examine the collapsed mouth of the cave... ARTIM Anij! DATA (to Artim) Tournel will take you the rest of the way... ARTIM No... I want to stay with you... DATA It is safer there. I will join you shortly. Artim reluctantly goes and the last people cross the divide with Tournel. Overlapping the above dialogue -- WORF (press combadge) Worf to Picard. No response. CRUSHER (off tricorder) Two life signs... one extremely faint... TROI (off tricorder) There are almost four metric tons of rock blocking our way... She aims a phaser at the rocks, but Worf stops her... WORF That might cause another cave-in. They have no choice... they start digging furiously... Data picking up rocks that no human could lift... Worf refusing to surrender to his own physical limitations... Beverly and Troi do the best they can... Tournel takes the last children across the divide... 228 INT. HYDROTHERMAL CAVERN 228 Almost pitch black... finding Picard under rubble, his face cut, dazed, shaking himself back to consciousness... hoarsely cries out for... PICARD Anij... He gropes around for her... WORF'S COM VOICE Worf to Picard... PICARD Yes... yes, I... can hear you... WORF'S COM VOICE We're trying to get to you, sir... Picard begins to crawl around in the darkness and finally comes to motionless body of Anij... PICARD Anij. She barely opens her eyes... Picard looks to see if he still has his tricorder; he does... he trains it on her... the reading are not good... PICARD Help is coming. She looks at him and tries to smile, but it's too much... and her eyes close... and the tricorder tells Picard she's on the edge of death... PICARD Worf, you must hurry... WORF'S COM VOICE We're coming as fast as we can... we can't risk using phasers... PICARD I understand. Tell Doctor Crusher to have a hypospray of lectrazine ready... CRUSHER'S COM VOICE How bad is she, Captain...? PICARD (beat) I'm losing her. CRUSHER'S COM VOICE We're coming. Picard takes Anij's hand and holds it to his own cheek... PICARD Stay with me... don't let go of this moment, Anij... help me find the power to make you live in this moment... just one more moment... and then one more after that... and one more after that. Her eyes weakly open one last time and look at him...and as their eyes connect... once again... 229 HIS POV (OPTICAL) 229 as his consciousness moves down her arm and as the bond is formed... he experiences -- 230 AN ALTERED REALITY - (OPTICAL) 230 with heightened senses again as time seems to slow down, her eyelids thumping slowly louder and louder... and as they hold the moment the cavern seems to light up with the metaphysical energy they're emanating... and it's like Picard has thrown her a mystical lifeline to hold onto... his eyes are her eyes as life seeps into them... the moment seems to last forever... she smiles gently and finally sunlight cracks into the cavern as Data and Worf break through... Crusher crawls in and uses the hypospray an Anij's neck... measures her lifesigns with the tricorder, smiles at Picard... CRUSHER She's stabilizing. PICARD Is it safe to move her? CRUSHER Safer than leaving her here. Picard kneels and picks her up in his arms... Anij looks weakly at him... ANIJ And you thought it would take centuries to learn. He smiles with affection at her... and they all exit... 231 EXT. HYDROTHERMAL CAVERN (ENTRANCE #2) - DAY 231 as Beverly, Worf, Troi, Data and Picard, carrying Anij, come out to cross the divide... and they stop dead in their tracks... as they see -- 232 FIVE DRONES HOVERING - (OPTICAL) 232 menacingly between them and the safety of the mountain caverns... and as we intercut between the drones and 233 THE FACES OF OUR HEROES 233 we understand a classic showdown is imminent... an O.K. Corral moment... and all this happens very fast: our people stand shoulder to shoulder each a yard apart... Picard gently lowers Anij to the ground... Worf tosses him a spare phaser rifle... as he catches it... 234 THE DRONES - (OPTICAL) 234 open fire... 235 VARIOUS - (OPTICAL) 235 THRU THRU 238 238 Our people react... move, duck and roll, tags just missing them, as they fire back... only Picard stands motionless on one knee protecting Anij... one, two, three, four drones are destroyed but the fifth fires, tagging Anij... Picard instantly reaches for her tag, but then he feels the sting of... 239 CLOSE - A TAG 239 on the side of his jacket; he reaches to pull it off but it's too late... 240 PICARD AND ANIJ - (OPTICAL) 240 DEMATERIALIZE together... 241 EXT. SPACE - RU'AFO'S SHIP - (OPTICAL) 241 in orbit of the Ba'ku planet... 242 INT. SON'A BRIG - DOUGHERTY 242 escorted by Gallatin, enters a cavernous brig filled with Ba'ku, perhaps as many as eighty of them...his eyes looking for -- 243 ANGLE - PICARD 243 stroking Anij's hair as she lies weakly next to him and Sojef. A beat as he locks eyes with Dougherty. DOUGHERTY Order them to surrender, and I promise you won't be court- martialed. PICARD If a court-martial is the only way to tell the people of the Federation what happened here, then I welcome it. Ru'afo enters, controlled rage, hands a PADD to Dougherty. RU'AFO The Enterprise has destroyed one of my ships. The other is on fire, requesting assistance. A beat. Picard reacts as Dougherty studies the PADD. PICARD (to Dougherty) The Enterprise would only fire if it were defending itself. Ru'afo must have ordered the attack. (beat) I can't believe he would've given that order without your consent, Admiral. Dougherty maintains eye contact but has completely lost his dignity... PICARD I wonder... which one of us will be facing that court-martial... DOUGHERTY (to Ru'afo) There's nothing further to be gained from this... RU'AFO You're right. This is going to end now. (to Picard) The Ba'ku want to stay on the planet. Let them. I'm going to launch the injector... Gallatin's face reacts to that...Picard sees his sharp displeasure and then for an instant their eyes meet. Gallatin looks away, but Picard registers the information. DOUGHERTY You're not going to launch anything until... RU'AFO In six hours, every living thing in this system will be dead or dying. He starts to exit... PICARD You would kill your own people, Ru'afo? Your own parents, your brothers, sisters... (off Dougherty's look) Didn't you know, Admiral? The Ba'ku and the Son'a are the same race. Dougherty, confused, looks to Ru'afo... who doesn't look back... Sojef stands and comes forward... to Ru'afo -- SOJEF Which one were you? Gal'na... Ro'tin...Belath'nin... I'm sorry, I don't recognize you... RU'AFO Those names, those children are gone forever. DOUGHERTY What is he talking about? SOJEF A century ago, a group of our young people wanted to follow the ways of the offlanders. They tried to take over the colony... and when they failed... RU'AFO When we failed, you exiled us. To die slowly. Anij gathers the strength to look at him... ANIJ You're Ro'tin, aren't you...? There's something in the voice. (to Gallatin) Would you be his friend Gal'na? (Gallatin looks away) I helped your mother bathe you when you were a child. She still speaks of you. PICARD (to Dougherty) You've brought the Federation into the middle of a blood feud, Admiral. The children have returned to expel their elders... just as they were once expelled. Except Ru'afo's need for revenge has now escalated to parricide. Ru'afo exits. Gallatin looks at Sojef and then follows. Dougherty is a lost man, realizing his tragic errors. DOUGHERTY It was for the Federation. It was all for the Federation. Picard offers no sympathy... Dougherty turns and exits... 244 INT. SON'A BODY SCULPTURE CHAMBER - (OPTICAL) 244 Deserted as Ru'afo enters, his face full of tension... he moves to a device that bombards his face with pulsating green energy, trying to relax... Dougherty enters... DOUGHERTY We're taking this ship out of here... this mission is over... RU'AFO It is not over. DOUGHERTY It is over. Ru'afo moves away from the device and grabs Dougherty roughly... moving him across the room... RU'AFO I do not take orders from you. DOUGHERTY If you begin the procedure while the planet is still populated, the Federation will pursue you until... Ru'afo, more powerful than Dougherty, throws him down into one of the treatment chairs... RU'AFO The Federation... He locks Dougherty's head into the device... switches several panels... the device lights up ominously... RU'AFO (CONT'D) ... will never know what happened here. He hits a switch and begins to raise Dougherty's ears in the facelift procedure we saw before... Dougherty struggles but Ru'afo holds him down... as the Admiral's twists and morphs into a grotesque facelift that finally strangles him to death. 245 INT. SON'A BRIDGE 245 Ru'afo enters...Gallatin and officers on duty... RU'AFO Admiral Dougherty will not be joining us for diner. Deploy the collector. (Gallatin hesitates) Do you have a problem with those orders? GALLATIN May I talk to you alone? RU'AFO (to another officer) Deploy the collector. The officer complies. GALLATIN Moving them is one thing. Killing them all... RU'AFO No one hated them more than you, Gal'na. (beat, intimately) We've come a long way together. This is the moment we've planned for so many years... Gallatin looks at his friend, his commander... Ru'afo pats him encouragingly on the shoulder... RU'AFO Separate the Starfleet personnel and secure them in the aft cargo hold... see that Picard joins them... GALLATIN The shields in that section won't protect them against the thermolytic reaction... RU'AFO Thank-you for reminding me. He sits in his command seat and watches his viewscreen... 246 ANGLE INCLUDE SCREEN - THE SON'A SCIENCE VESSEL - 246 (OPTICAL) as huge hatches open and the particle collector that will capture the metaphasic radiation from the rings slowly extends out in both directions. After a beat, Gallatin exits... push in to Ru'afo... 247 INT. COLLECTOR - (OPTICAL) 247 an Astrodome-sized chamber full of weird crisscrossing patterns of pipes, conduits, cables, and rails -- all of them stretching slowing outward as the collector expands. 248 EXT. SPACE - BRILLIANT SOLAR SAILS 248 begin to unfurl majestically in front of the planet's rings... and now we recognize it as the remarkable device we saw earlier in Ru'afo's simulation. 249 INT. SON'A BRIG - (OPTICAL) 249 Picard has climbed the rear wall with help from two Ba'ku, examines the forcefield generators in the ceiling. ANIJ (a warning) Jean-Luc... Gallatin arrives... armed with a hand weapon. Aiming it at Picard, he turns off the forcefield... GALLATIN Come with me. Picard measures him for a moment then comes out, smiles 'don't worry' to Anij... Gallatin restores the field and motions for Picard to exit... 250 INT. SON'A CORRIDOR 250 walking to a turbolift... unusually cordial considering the circumstances -- PICARD It must have been very strange for you. (off his look) When you were a hostage. Being among the friends and families you knew so many years ago. All of them looking exactly as they did. Almost like... looking through the eyes of childhood again. Gallatin presses a panel at the lift... Picard fixes his eyes on him, evenly -- PICARD And here you are trying to close those eyes again... to pretend you can't see what the bitterness has done to your people... what it's done to Ru'afo... and to you (beat) It's turned you... into a coward. (off his reaction) A man who ignores his conscience. The turbolift arrives... GALLATIN Get in. Picard enters... 251 INT. TURBOLIFT - CONTINUOUS 251 PICARD A coward... without the moral courage to stop an unspeakable atrocity. You offend me. GALLATIN (incredulous) Is this how a Federation officer begs for his life? PICARD I'm not begging for my life. I'm begging for yours. (beat) There is still a way home, Gal'na. Gallatin looks at Picard a long, miserable beat, then... GALLATIN Computer, close turbolift doors. The doors close. Gallatin lowers his weapon. GALLATIN What you're asking me to do... is impossible... the crew is loyal to Ru'afo... PICARD Do you know how to disable the injector? GALLATIN (nods) But I would need at least three minutes on the bridge. PICARD If we could lure him away from the bridge... GALLATIN (shaking his head) It doesn't matter where he is. As soon as he realizes something is happening, he'll override my commands with one word at his com- link... PICARD (beat, an idea) What if he doesn't realize something's happening... (Gallatin reacts, confused) Can you get me to a transmitter? I have to speak with Worf and Data on the surface... we'll need their help... As Gallatin acknowledges, still uncertain what Picard's up to... GALLATIN Deck twelve. 252 EXT. SPACE - THE COLLECTOR - (OPTICAL) 252 sails fully extended now... 253 INT. SON'A BRIDGE - (OPTICAL) 253 RU'AFO Initiate launch sequence. SON'A OFFICER #2 Activating injector assembly. SON'A OFFICER #3 Launch in (TECH) minutes. Establish a digital display near Ru'afo's command post that shows (time TECH) counting down. Ru'afo is calm, determined. Suddenly a tiny boom. Reactions. SON'A OFFICER #3 A small craft is coming up from the surface. It's firing tachyon bursts at us... RU'AFO On screen. On the screen, the Captain's yacht approaches, firing... SON'A OFFICER #3 One person aboard. It's the android. Ru'afo dismisses the puny attack... RU'AFO He's no threat. 254 EXT. SPACE - THE YACHT - (OPTICAL) 254 firing at the Son'a ship... the solar collector continuing to power up in the background... 255 INT. YACHT COCKPIT 255 Data is alone... presses the companel... DATA Data to Picard... PICARD'S COM VOICE Yes, Data... 256 INT. SON'A SHIP ELECTRICAL CONDUIT - PICARD 256 crawling through the narrow passage behind Gallatin... DATA'S COM VOICE Sir, they're ignoring my attack. PICARD Keep firing tachyon bursts into their shield grid. Is Worf in position...? 257 INT. YACHT - (OPTICAL) 257 DATA Yes, sir. He's ready for simultaneous transport. PICARD'S COM VOICE We'll be at the bridge in two minutes... Picard out... Data moves the ship into an attack posture, diving at the larger vessel seen in the window... firing... 258 OMITTED 258 259 INT. SON'A BRIDGE - (OPTICAL) 259 The collector on the viewscreen... SON'A OFFICER #3 Detonation in three minutes. SON'A OFFICER #2 Sir, the Federation ship is creating a disruption in our shields... if they go out of phase, it will increase our exposure to the thermolytic reaction... RU'AFO (beat, irritated) Very well. Destroy that ship and reset our shield harmonics... do not delay the countdown... 260 EXT. SPACE - THE YACHT - (OPTICAL) 260 is hit by a concentrated burst of fire from the Son'a ship... it goes spinning out of control... 261 INT. YACHT 261 Data tries to control the yacht. He's hit again... his whole console is smoking... DATA (off console) Data to Picard. They are rotating the shield harmonics. I am attempting to return to the surface... 262 INT. SON'A BRIDGE - (OPTICAL) 262 SON'A OFFICER #3 The Federation ship has been disabled. SON'A OFFICER #2 Launch in thirty seconds. Suddenly, there is an extended optical flash (note: long enough to cover a brief transporter effect). Reactions. RU'AFO What is that? SON'A OFFICER #3 I don't know. (the effect ends) Systems don't seem affected... SON'A OFFICER #2 Launch in fifteen seconds. See the digital countdown display at 00:15. 263 ANGLE TO INCLUDE VIEWSCREEN - (OPTICAL) 263 to see the collector with its sails fully extended... SON'A OFFICER #2 Ten seconds. A tiny section of the collector is launched toward the rings... SON'A OFFICER #2 Injector assembly launched. As it enters, it begins to disperse charges that set off a chain reaction in the ring system... the very nature of the rings changes before our eyes, and flumes of particulate matter scatter away. The process continues racing along the rings... all of this is seen on the viewscreen... 264 CLOSE ON RU'AFO 264 He watches mesmerized, his vengeance finally satisfied. RU'AFO Exactly as the simulations predicted... SON'A OFFICER #2 Sir, I am not showing any change in metaphasic flux levels... 265 WIDER - (OPTICAL) 265 RU'AFO Your scanners must be malfunctioning. SON'A OFFICER #2 (off console, puzzled) All ship functions are off-line. Ru'afo reacts, turns to a station and presses panels... RU'AFO How can there be no ship functions if the viewscreen is working, artificial gravity is stable, life support is... But his eyes catch something. He moves across the bridge to a small visual gap where a holo-grid is visible... his eyes react with horror... he reaches out, touches it... RU'AFO A holodeck? He takes out a disruptor and fires it at the wall revealing a further portion of the holo-grid in the same effect we saw earlier with Picard and Data... RU'AFO A holodeck? He fires again and again...revealing more of the grid... his repeated blasting eventually reveals a short flight of stairs... he leads the way up them... 266 INT. HOLO-SHIP BRIDGE - (OPTICAL) 266 Barely more than a cockpit with a large window into space -- as they enter, Ru'afo reacts as he sees the rings are normal... his own ship is right there in front of him... RU'AFO (stunned, realizing) We were transported to the holo- ship when we reset our shields. Everything we saw... was an illusion. (hitting his com-link) Ru'afo, authorization delta two- one... override all interlink commands to injector assembly one. He stands there, but his com-link responds simply... SON'A COMPUTER Unable to comply. Injector assembly one has been de- activated. On his reaction... 267 INT. SON'A BRIDGE - (OPTICAL) 267 where Picard, Worf and Gallatin are firmly in command... see the real countdown display has been frozen at 2:12. WORF All injector sub-systems are confirmed off-line. PICARD Decloak the holo-ship and engage a tractor beam, Mister Worf. As Worf presses panels and the holo-ship DECLOAKS on the viewscreen, Picard presses a companel... PICARD Picard to Data. 268 INT. YACHT COCKPIT - (OPTICAL) 268 as the ship re-enters the planet's atmosphere, shaking badly, heating up... a piece of the roof breaks off... PICARD'S COM VOICE Your status? DATA Precarious, sir... I am having trouble re-entering the atmosphere... I believe I will have to transport to the surface... Data is heating up and turning red just as the rest of the ship is. PICARD'S COM VOICE Understood. Well done. DATA Thank-you, sir. He DEMATERIALIZES. A beat later, the yacht disintegrates in the atmosphere. 269 INT. HOLO-SHIP COCKPIT 269 Ru'afo is frustrated... RU'AFO This ship is equipped with fourteen long range transporters... are they all useless...? SON'A OFFICER #2 (working the console) They must have been locked and secured after we were beamed here. RU'AFO Isolate one and re-route its command sequence through the auxiliary processor... SON'A OFFICER #3 Sir, there's nothing we can do... they already have control of our ship. RU'AFO I don't plan on going back to our ship. 270 EXT. SPACE - BRIAR PATCH - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL) 270 on it's way back... 271 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 271 Riker at Command, La Forge at Ops, Perim at Conn, Nara at Tactical. Basic repairs have been done, but the bridge still shows signs of the battle. NARA Sir, we're within sensor range of the Son'a ship. I'm picking up Captain Picard's com-signal on board... Off Riker's reaction... 272 INT. SON'A BRIDGE 272 RIKER'S COM VOICE Enterprise to Picard... PICARD (reacts) Number one. RIKER'S COM VOICE We should be at your position in seven minutes. Do you need assistance... PICARD Negative. Did you succeed? 273 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 273 RIKER The Council has ordered a halt to the Ba'ku relocation while they conduct a top-level review. 274 INT. SON'A BRIDGE 274 PICARD Top level review, my ass. There'll be no cover-up of this. Not after I get... WORF Captain... He motions to the digital display... counting backwards at 2:05 now... Picard reacts... Gallatin works the controls... GALLATIN The countdown control has been transferred to the collector...I can't override... PICARD Scan for lifesigns. WORF One. It's Ru'afo. PICARD Can you beam him off? WORF Negative. He's established a security field around the control room... PICARD Is there any other way to disable the injector? Gallatin thinks, then calls up... 275 ANGLE (OPTICAL) - COMPUTER DISPLAY SHOWING THE 275 INJECTOR ASSEMBLY isolating the section that we saw launched into the rings in the simulation... GALLATIN We'd have to remove the ignition matrix directly from the injector assembly... but in less than two minutes, that injector is going to be launched into the rings... 276 OMITTED 276 277 RESUME 277 WORF Sir, I volunteer to... Picard moves toward a transporter station, starts to Remove his jacket... PICARD Denied, Commander. I have no intention of informing your bride that you're not coming home... The countdown is at 1:41... 278 INT. COLLECTOR - (OPTICAL) 278 The weird cavernous room is left with a skeleton of structured elements now that all the sails are fully unfurled... it almost reminds of the support foe an old- time roller coaster -- a cobweb of crisscrossing pipes, and conduits and planks... 279 RU'AFO - (OPTICAL) 279 in a control area safely removed from the injector, working controls... the digital display moving back from 1:35... he doesn't immediately see -- 280 ANGLE - PICARD - (OPTICAL) 280 MATERIALIZING... near the injector. This is not an area built for manned operation... so Picard has to make do with the structural elements... he's been beamed to a platform a few yards from the injector... and now he has to crawl across what is essentially a plank on his back... under the injector assembly... 281 ANGLE (OPTICAL) - LOOKING DOWN ON PICARD 281 moving across the plank... the dark recesses of the vast chamber below him... he slides into the assembly's grill, with many open spaces... 282 ANGLE FAVORING HIS POV - THE IGNITION MATRIX - (OPTICAL) 282 where another digital display shows the countdown at 1:19...he takes a Son'a tool out of a pouch on his costume... goes to work, still lying on his back... he inserts the tool and removes the panel cover to expose the interior of the ignition matrix... 283 WITH RU'AFO (OPTICAL) 283 as an alarm goes off on his console...he reacts... switches off the forcefield and goes out to look up at -- 284 HIS POV - PICARD (OPTICAL) 284 working on the injector... 285 WIDE - (OPTICAL) 285 as Ru'afo climbs toward Picard... 286 PICARD 286 knows he's running out of time now... he works on removing an interior safety screen that shields the components... it finally slips off and falls, clanging as it hits structural elements below... the countdown hits 1:09... 287 RU'AFO - (OPTICAL) 287 climbs... 288 PICARD - (OPTICAL) 288 reaches in to pull out the ignition matrix but a small forcefield blocks his hand... he frowns... examines the security sensors, begins to disconnect them... 289 RU'AFO (OPTICAL) 289 starts to cross a plank toward Picard... their eyes connect... 290 ON THE INJECTOR'S GRILL - (OPTICAL) 290 Picard succeeds in defeating the security system... the forcefield fritzes off... the countdown at :47... he reaches for the component but Ru'afo gets there first... lunges at Picard, seconds before he can complete his task. They grapple across the grill and Picard slips through one of the openings... 291 ANGLE EMPHASIZING THE FALL - (OPTICAL) 291 ... Picard barely catching himself by grabbing on to the grill... 292 RU'AFO 292 scrambles onto the assembly, reaches Picard and starts to uncurl... 293 PICARD'S FINGERS 293 holding onto the grill... trying to force him to let go... 294 PICARD - (OPTICAL) 294 grimaces, looks to see: 295 THE DIGITAL DISPLAY HITS :20 295 296 RESUME - (OPTICAL) 296 The ignition matrix engages and the nitrogen flow that follows throws Ru'afo slightly off-balance... Picard knowing it's now or never, releases one hand and grabs Ru'afo by the neck and yanks his head down hard against the grill, stunning him... Picard pulls himself up and moves quickly into the blinding nitrogen toward the detonation circuit again... he literally disappears for a brief second... as Ru'afo comes back at him again... the countdown at :10... Ru'afo pulls him away from the controls... :05... Picard leaps for the plank he crawled over on... Ru'afo looks at... 297 HIS POV - THE DETONATION CIRCUIT 297 and it's gone! 298 RU'AFO 298 reacts... looks at... 299 PICARD 299 on the plank who holds up the circuit for him to see... PICARD Looking for this? 300 THE DIGITAL DISPLAY - 0:00 300 301 TWO SHOT: PICARD AND RU'AFO - (OPTICAL) 301 perhaps no more than a foot apart... but an instant later, Ru'afo slides away with the injector as it's launched... a protective forcefield zaps into place as it enters space... Picard watches as it moves toward the rings... 302 EXT. COLLECTOR - CONTINUOUS (OPTICAL) 302 As we saw in the simulation, the injector continues to move toward the rings... 303 INT. INJECTOR - ANGLE THROUGH THE FORCEFIELD - (OPTICAL) 303 to see the rings getting closer and closer... and as we burst into them... the bright colorful metaphasic dust and gases swirling around us like a hurricane... 304 RU'AFO - (OPTICAL) 304 begins to change... growing younger and younger... face- lift falls into middle-age... then taking on the Ba'ku facial skin pattern as he reaches young adulthood... then adolescence... then childhood. White out. 305 EXT. VILLAGE - DAY 305 The Ba'ku returning from the hills... Troi waves from a distance... and we move to see Riker, standing with Worf (back in uniform), waving back... WORF Have I mentioned the unanticipated rewards I've discovered in a permanent relationship...? RIKER 'Permanent'... that sounds like a long time, Worf. WORF (with irony) Life is short, Commander. Worf leaves Riker to think about that... and as we move away with him, he takes us to Gallatin watching the children play tag in the high grass with a personal longing. 306 ANGLE TO SEE PICARD, ANIJ AND SOJEF - (OPTICAL) 306 walking slowly observing Gallatin. Anij is almost fully recovered. Picard is back in uniform. SOJEF I wish there was a way to bring them back home. PICARD Ask them. SOJEF I'm afraid there's too much bitterness... on both sides. They pause as they notice Crusher escorting a young Ba'ku woman... returning from the mountains... she tries to recognize Gallatin... we're too far away to hear what is said... but the woman embraces Gallatin as a mother embraces a lost son... and Crusher looks over and smiles to Picard... before she leaves the couple alone... Anij looks to Picard, realizing -- ANIJ Mother and son. You arranged this...? PICARD I thought it might begin the healing process. Sojef considers Picard, shakes his hand with a unstated but deep appreciation for all that this offlander has done. He moves away to join Gallatin and his mother. Anij looks to Picard with love. ANIJ What am I going to do without you? Picard reacts, slightly surprised that she has anticipated that he has to go. PICARD These are perilous times for the Federation. I can't abandon it to people who would threaten everything I've spent a lifetime defending. PICARD (CONT'D) I'm going back to Earth to... slow things down... at the Federation Council. She nods, she knows... PICARD But I have three hundred and eighteen days of vacation time coming. I plan on using them. ANIJ I'll be here. Worf moves over... WORF Captain, the Ticonderoga has moved into orbit. QUARK'S VOICE Worf! They turn to see a Ferengi (QUARK) approaching in a bathing suit with a beach umbrella and two barely dressed Dabo girls... WORF What are you doing here, Quark? QUARK The same thing everyone else in the quadrant is going to be doing here... as soon as I build the greatest spa in the galaxy... (sotto) ... these people don't have any religious thing about casinos do they...? PICARD There aren't going to be any spas on this planet. QUARK Do I know you? PICARD (ignoring the question) This world is about to become a Federation protectorate, which will end any and all attempts at exploitation by people like you. QUARK Explain to me how five thousand time-share units... right there along the lake... would be 'exploiting' anyone. PICARD Mister Worf, have this uninvited... offlander and his quests beamed to the Enterprise. We'll deposit them at Deep Space Nine. WORF Must you, sir? Worf takes Quark away by the scruff of his beach shirt... his disappointed babes follow ...trailing away -- QUARK You'll hear from my Nagus. They're gone. ANIJ Do you really think your mighty Federation would be interested in protecting six hundred people? PICARD The "mighty" Federation could learn a few things from this village... He kisses her. The signature humming bird appears, sweeping up in the breeze and hovers briefly in front of them... and as he takes her hand to his cheek... 307 THE HUMMING BIRD (OPTICAL) 307 slows... its wing movements becoming more fluid and gentle... as the moment extends... 308 ANGLE ON TROI, CRUSHER, WORF, LA FORGE AND RIKER 308 prepared to transport... LA FORGE Where's Data? 309 ANGLE - THE HIGH GRASS 309 a shot like our opening shot...except the head that peeks through the grass this time is Data's... and as we widen, we see he has taken Artim's earlier advice and is playing tag with all the kids... CRUSHER (calling) Data! It's time to go! Data stands up straight as he hears the voice, looks at Artim a long beat... and this is a kid's moment, underplaying the sentiment the way kids would... DATA I have to go home now. ARTIM Bye. Data nods... DATA Bye. Artim smiles as Data joins the others... ARTIM Don't forget -- you've got to play a little bit every day. Data acknowledges... RIKER Good advice. Riker takes Troi's hand suggesting perhaps a new permanent commitment. Picard moves to join the others, presses his combadge. PICARD Enterprise... seven to beam up. Energize. Picard exchanges a final look with Anij as they DEMATERIALIZE. 310 EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE - (OPTICAL) 310 leaves orbit and as it moves into space... FADE OUT. THE END