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Captain's Log,
Stardate 46041.1:
We have located
the USS Yosemite,
a Starfleet science vessel
sent to the Igo sector
to observe
a remote plasma streamer.
The ship has not been
heard from in several days.
[Picard]
I'll take a shuttle in.
[Riker]
Too risky.
You could be
pulled in, too.
[Picard]
I'm afraid you're in
for a bumpy ride, Commander.
[O'Brien]
Reg, you were faced
with a difficult transport.
[Troi]
等)。このエピソードをはじめ、TNGでは“レジィ”と呼ばれてると思い込んでたんだけども...
Actually...
it's, this is not the...
this is not the first time
I've been apprehensive.
Every single time
that I tried to do it,
I had this certain feeling,
and I guess...
you could call it...
mortal terror.
[Barclay]
Could someone survive inside a transporter buffer for 75 years? [Riker]
Well, thank you, lads. [Scott]
Aye, Matt Franklin. [Scott]
Something's wrong. One of the inducers has failed. [Scott]
Boost the gain on the matter stream. [Scott]
Come on, Franklin. I know you're still in there. [Scott]
He was a good lad. [Scott]
I should have known. I bet Jim Kirk himself hauled the old gal out of mothballs to come looking for me. [Scott]
Captain, perhaps there are a few things we should talk about. [Riker]
Well, those were replaced with isolinear chips about 40 years ago. It's a lot more efficient now. [La Forge]
So what happened when you first approached it? [La Forge]
that's absolutely brilliant. [La Forge]
Well, it was only 50% brilliant. [Scott]
I must admit to being a bit overwhelmed. [Scott]
Wait till you see the holodeck. [La Forge]
Engineering? I thought you'd never ask. [Scott]
Captain, the first thing you need to get is some rest. [Crusher]
Now, this has been a shock to your system and I want you to not push yourself. [Crusher]
Until we issue you a combadge, just use one of these panels if you need anything. [a Ensign]
I believe I may be of some assistance. Captain Scott is unaware of the existence of synthehol. [Data]
Sy-synthehol? [Scott]
Yes, sir. It is an alcohol substitute now being served aboard starships. It simulates the appearance, taste and smell of alcohol, but the intoxicating effects can be easily dismissed. [Data]
You're not quite, uh... human, are you? [Scott]
No, sir. I am an android. Lieutenant Commander Data. [Data]
Synthetic Scotch, synthetic commanders. [Scott]
Aldebaran whiskey. Who do you think gave it to Guinan? [Picard]
She was also the first ship I ever served on as Chief Engineer. [Scott]
Perhaps Captain Scott could be of use in accessing that material. [Picard]追記: TOS"LET THAT BE YOUR LAST BATTLEFIELD"(邦題:惑星セロンの対立)において、やはり「チャーリー・スコット」というフルネームを確認した。sigh...
You see, one of the most important things in a person's life is to feel useful. [Picard]
The Array is currently directed away from us. [Data]
Take the Bridge, Commander. [Scott]
Oh, no. You're the senior officer here. [La Forge]
Great, just what I want to be -- cute. [Ro]
I was in a refugee camp."Fun" wasn't exactly in my vocabulary. [Ro]
Fun is being back at work in my own uniform. [Ro]
I realize how unusual this must seen. [Picard]
My appearance is the result of an accident involving myself and three other crew members the effects of which Dr. Crusher is currently working to remedy. [Picard]
I didn't say that. but... well, until they find a way to reverse this... effect, it's hard for me to ignore the fact that you're a little girl. [O'Brien]
Well, I'll have to speak to my tailor [Picard]
You could return to the Academy, take another degree. [Troy]
I will admit that returning to the Academy does have a certain appeal. [Picard]
We could flood the ship with anesthetize gas. [Ro]
Thanks, Number One.... He's my number-one dad. [Picard]
Captain's Log,
Stardate 46357.4.
We have rendezvoused
with the starship Cairo
near the Cardassian border
for an urgent meeting
with Vice-Admiral Nechayev.
[Picard]
"To Captain Jean-Luc Picard
USS Enterprise. Stardate 46358.1. You are hereby requested and required to relinquish command of your vessel to Captain Edward Jellico Commanding Officer, USS Cairo as of this date. Signed, Vice-Admiral Alynna Nechayev Starfleet Command." [Picard]
Well...
now that we're underway
I can tell you
about our mission.
Starfleet intelligence
believes that the Cardassians
are developing
a metagenic weapon.
[Picard]
I am not familiar
with metagenics.
[Worf]
They're genetically
engineered viruses
that are designed to destroy
entire ecosystems.
When metagenic toxins
are released
into a planet's atmosphere
they immediately
begin to mutate.
They seek out and destroy
all forms of DNA they encounter.
In a few days
everything is dead.
[Crusher]
In a month
the metagenic agent itself
breaks down
and dissipates completely
leaving every city, every road,
every piece of equipment
perfectly intact.
[Picard]
This tube opens up
beyond this crack.
If we could widen
the opening
then we should be able
to crawl through.
Mr. Worf?
[Picard]
A phaser set at level 16
should suffice.
[Worf]
( mumbling ): ♪ Sur le pont... d'avignon... l'on y... l'on y danse... ♪ [Picard]
Wake up. Where were you? [Madred]
At home. Sunday dinner. We would all sing afterwards. [Picard]
All I know is that despite Picard's promise, he's done nothing. [Moriarty]
What concerns me is finding a way to leave the holodeck. [Moriarty]
I no longer believe anything you say. [Moriarty]
Cogito ergo sum. [Moriarty]
I think, therefore I am. [Moriarty]
What else would I be, dear lady? [Moriarty]
I hope to leave his books on the shelf, as it were [Moriarty]追記: 追記:あそっか、「本」が以前のとおりに、ってことか。つまり、「彼の著作は本棚に仕舞っといてくれ、在ったところにな。」ぐらいかな。でもbooksをitで受けるのは変だよなぁ...
Is it morally and ethically acceptable to deny the woman I love so that you can put your conscience at ease? [Moriarty]
Listen to me carefully. You are no longer Deanna Troi. You are Major Rakal of the Tal Shiar... the lmperial Intelligence. [N'Vek]
Subcommander N'Vek, we are approaching the loading point. Bring our guest to the Bridge. [Toreth]
Yes, Commander, immediately. Please, we must hurry. [N'Vek]
I'm not going anywhere until you tell me what's going on. [Troy]
You are a Starfleet officer disguised as a Romulan. Unless you trust me and do exactly as I have said, Toreth will discover you, and you will be killed. [N'Vek]
How do I know I won't be killed anyway? [Troy]
Your only chance to get off this ship alive is to do as I say. You are an empath. You would know if I am lying. Am I? [N'Vek]
No. [Troy]
I have been ordered to take on cargo, but its contents are unknown to me. Does that seem wise? I am responsible for the safety of this ship and its crew. How do I know this cargo is safe to transport? [Toreth]
I'm sure it is safe. Otherwise, it would not have been loaded. [Troy]
Ah. The Tal Shiar is deeply concerned for the safety and the well-being of the military. I'm sure that every person on the Bridge of this ship could offer testimony about personal experiences with the Tal Shiar, but I doubt that many could recall those encounters as tender and caring. So I must ask you to forgive me, Major, if I hesitate to accept your assurances that that cargo presents no danger to my crew. I intend to open those containers. [Toreth]
That cargo is the property of the Tal Shiar. You will not touch it. [Troy]
On whose authority? [Toreth]
Mine. And if you do not wish to undergo another "personal experience" with the Tal Shiar, I suggest you not question me again. Now, proceed on course bearing 102 mark 4 to the Kaleb Sector. [Troy]
Captain's Log, Stardate 46519.1. We have arrived at Research Station 75 to take on a rather unique passenger one whose homecoming will undoubtedly be difficult. [Picard]
The man acted dishonorably. He is a traitor. [Worf]
He risked his life to get here. Spent two weeks alone in a scout ship. [Crusher]
That does not excuse his original actions. [Worf]
Well, maybe he finally realized he made a mistake. [Crusher]
It's 20 years too late. Energize. Ensign DeSeve, by order of Starfleet Command, I am placing you under arrest for treason. After Dr. Crusher declares you medically fit, you will be confined to your quarters until a court-martial can be convened. Find some civilian clothes. I don't want to see you in that uniform. [Riker]
Yes, sir. Commander? I must speak with Captain Picard. Please. It's important. Urgent. [Riker]
Commander. [DeSeve]
At ease. It's Captain, actually. You said it was important that I see you. [Picard]
Yes, Captain. I have a message from Ambassador Spock. He said it involves further... "cowboy diplomacy." He said you would understand. [DeSeve]
でピカードがスポックの単独活動を批判して言った言葉やね。確かにピカードにしか通じない暗号だワ。訳出して欲しかったねぇ。
It is the Enterprise, Commander. [a Romulan officer]
Well, Major, it appears your suspicions about the freighter were correct after all. The Federation has come in search of its spies. [Toreth]
Captain, Romulan ships use a forced quantum singularity as a power source. If that system is not functioning perfectly or is damaged even slightly, it might show through the cloak as a magnetic disturbance of some kind. [DeSeve]
What kind of weapon caused this? [Crusher]
A compressed teryon beam. [Worf]
Welcome to the afterlife, Jean-Luc. You're dead. [Q]
These are the voices of all the people you've killed throughout the years. [Q]
Whom I've killed? What do you mean? [Picard]
Death has made you a little dim, Jean-Luc. These are the voices of all the people who have died... through your actions or your inactions. Now, if you have any words of apology or regret I believe they're all listening. They're a surly bunch, actually so I wouldn't drag this out too long. [Q]
I find it hard to believe that you are doing this for the benefit of my soul. [Picard]
Well, now that you've shuffled off the mortal coil, we're free to spend a little time together. [Q]
A little time together. How much? [Picard]
Eternity. [Q]
If I'd been more responsible in those days, I wouldn't have needed this heart and I wouldn't have died from a random energy surge 30 years later. [Picard]
Attention on deck, Ensign Picard. That's Captain Q to you, young man. [Q]
Do you know where you are? [Q]
Starbase Earhart. We came here right after graduation to await our first deep space assignments. [Picard]
Penny, um... do you think we could just talk for a while? I hardly know anything about you. Where you're from, what your interests are your last name. [Picard]
I come from Rigel, my last name is Muroc and I like men in uniform. [Muroc]
I can't live out my days as that person. That man is bereft of passion... and imagination! That is not who I am! [Picard]
Au contraire. He's the person you wanted to be... one who was less arrogant and undisciplined in his youth. One who was less like me. The Jean-Luc Picard you wanted to be... the one who did not fight the Nausicaan... had quite a different career from the one you remember. That Picard never had a brush with death never came face-to-face with his own mortality never realized how fragile life is or how important each moment must be so his life never came into focus. He drifted through much of his career... with no plan or agenda going from one assignment to the next never seizing the opportunities that presented themselves. He never led the away team on Milika III to save the Ambassador or take charge of the Stargazer's Bridge when its Captain was killed. And no one ever offered him a command. He learned to play it safe and he never, ever got noticed by anyone. [Q]
You're right, Q. You gave me the chance to change and I took the opportunity. But I admit now, it was a mistake. [Picard]
Are you asking me for something, Jean-Luc? [Q]
Give me a chance to put things back the way they were before. [Picard]
Before you died in Sick Bay. Is that what you want? [Q]
I would rather die as the man I was than live the life I just saw. [Picard]
I should be through with
the water contaminant
analysis in a few hours.
Then I'm going to check out
one of the Holosuites.
They have a relaxation
program here, Jean-Luc,
from Alture VII.
[Crusher]
Then a cloud of
chromal vapor
carries you into
a meditation chamber.
[Crusher]
Well, I'll be too busy
discussing the finer points
of water management
with ten Bajoran
bureaucrats.
[Picard]
What is this?
[Worf]
It's pasta al fiorella.
It's one of my favorites.
Don't worry.
You're going to love it.
[LaForge]
( sighs )
I'll have to talk to Chief
O'Brien about these replicators.
[LaForge]
Come in, come in.
I need a hand with
this field generator.
[Bashir]
I am sorry, but use
of Sick Bay equipment
is limited to
ship's medical personnel.
[Data]
Ah!
Dr.
Julian Bashir,
Chief Medical Officer,
Deep Space Nine.
And you are...
Commander...?
[Bashir]
Data.
[Data]
Commander Data.
The synthetic life-form? It's an honor to meet you, sir. [Bashir]
What type of device
is this?
[Data]
It was discovered
in the Gamma Quadrant.
[Bashir]
I suggest we take it
to Engineering
and run a complete
circuit-pathway diagnostic.
[Data]
Splendid.
[Bashir]
I must admit,
Commander,
I didn't think you'd be so...
personable.
[Bashir]
Klingon.
You are Starfleet Klingon.
[omit]
I am Jaglom Shrek,
a man with
information to sell.
[Shrek]
You have no information
I could use.
[Worf]
I would not be so sure.
It is about
your father, Mogh.
[Shrek]
My father died 25 years ago
at Khitomer.
[Worf]
That is what you believe.
What if I tell you
he is still alive?
[Shrek]
How is that possible?
[Worf]
I expect to be paid
for my information.
Perhaps we could
negotiate an exchange.
The location of
your father for...
[Shrek]
My father is dead.
That Yridian
is selling lies.
[Worf]
Well, you're breathing.
[Bashir]
Yes.
I do have a functional
respiratory system.
However, its purpose
is to maintain
[Data]
Okay, I think we're ready
to begin the transfer.
[LaForge]
We are ready, Geordi.
[Data]
Okay.
Initiating energy transfer.
[LaForge]
Hold on.
I'm picking up a power surge.
Reduce the transfer rate.
[Bashir]
I have recently had
an unusual experience
which might be described
as a vision.
[Data]
Well, what happened?
[Worf]
An accident in Engineering
shut down my cognitive functions
for a short period of time
yet... I seemed to
remain conscious.
I saw my father.
[Data]
You are very fortunate.
That is a powerful vision.
[Worf]
If it was a vision,
I do not know how to proceed.
[Data]
You must find
its meaning.
[omit]
Learning about him
teaches you about yourself.
That is why,
no matter...
where he is
or what he has done...
you must find him.
[Worf]
But I am not looking
for my father.
[Data]
Yes, of-of course.
Do not stop until
you have the answer.
[Worf]
The Romulan guards have
a detection perimeter.
It will be necessary to
transport you to the surface,
30 kilometers
from the prison camp.
[Shrek]
Well, Worf, you've had quite an effect on the young people. [Tokath]
I have done nothing more than show them who they are. [Worf]
No, you have shown them what you want them to be. [Tokath]
I offer you a choice live with us as one of us. Or I will have you put to death. [Tokath]
Then that is what you will have to do. [Worf]
Captain, the Arkaria Base does not have the medical storage units I requested. I have seven living tissue samples that won't survive the baryon sweep anymore than you and I would. I've tried to reason with them... [Crusher]
All right, uh, have Commander La Forge transport a stasis unit from the Astrophysics Lab. You should be able to convert it to store tissue samples. [Picard]
I am attempting to fill a silent moment with nonrelevant conversation. [Data]
Small talk. [Picard]
Yes, sir. I have found that humans often use "small talk" during awkward moments. Therefore, I have written a new subroutine for that purpose. How did I do? [Data]
Perhaps it was a little... too nonrelevant, but if you really are interested in small talk, then you should keep your eye on Commander Hutchinson at the reception this afternoon. He's a master. [Picard]
Captain. Incoming message. It's the station administrator, Mr. Orton. [Worf]
In my ready room, Mr. Worf. [Picard]
And, Captain... request permission to be excused from Commander Hutchinson's reception. [Worf]
Permission granted. I wish I could excuse myself as well. [Picard]
Captain, permission... [La Forge]
Mr. La Forge, I cannot excuse my entire senior staff. Mr. Worf beat you to it. [Picard]
I also hear that you're a musician. I certainly hope you'll play something for us. It's not often we get to entertain the command crew of the flagship. [Hutchinson]
Mr. Data, I don't know if you've had a chance meet our host, Commander Hutchinson? "Call me Hutch." [Riker]
Call me Hutch. [Huchinson]
Lieutenant Commander Data, our Second Officer. [Riker]
How long until you're ready? The baryon sweep hits this compartment in 30 minutes. The field diverter will protect us. It is not us I'm worried about... it's that storage unit. I want the trilithium resin in there and secured before the sweep gets here. I don't want to take any chances. [Kelsey]
Sir, an unidentified scout ship has just beamed someone off the Enterprise. Do you know anything about it? [Data]
I know they won't get very far. [Picard]
Good evening, Mr. Data. [Picard]
Actually, good morning, sir. [Data]
I assume that you must be Lieutenant Commander Daren. [Picard]
Yes, sir. I'm sorry. It's just we weren't expecting anybody to be up at this hour. [Daren]
Well, you're new on the Enterprise. You'll have to learn to expect the unexpected. [Picard]
Have you met any of the new crew members who came aboard at Starbase 218? [Picard]
I've lost people under my command... people who were very dear to me... but never... someone I've been in love with. And when I believed that you were dead I just began to shut down. I didn't want to think or feel. I was here in my quarters... and the only thing I could focus on was my music and how it would never again give me any joy. And then I saw you standing on the transporter pad. And I knew that I could never again put your life in jeopardy. [Picard]
If I stayed here... you might have to. [Daren]
Captain's Log, stardate 46731.5. We are in the midst of the Vlterra nebula-- a stellar nursery. Our three-week mission is a routine analysis in various stages of development. [Picard]
The Professor contacted me from his shuttle about an hour ago. He suggested that we surprise you. [Riker]
To clarify, I insisted, and your First Officer was good enough to accommodate me. I trust I'm not being overly presumptuous now that my star pupil is master of the stars? [Galen]
I never thought I would see a Kurlan naiskos. Fifth Dynasty? [Picard]
Is that your conclusion, Mr. Picard? Forgive me again. I should say Captain. [Galen]
Oh, please. Mister will do fine. [Picard]
It's been over 30 years since I last saw my archaeology professor. His presence has taken me back to a time when I had considered a very different career. [Picard]
May I ask you a frank question? Your published writings have been sporadic for the past decade. Your appearance at symposia has been rare or scheduled and then canceled at the last moment. The finest archaeologist of this century is now shrouded with a cloak of mystery. [Picard]
And as a result, my reputation has no doubt grown. [Galen]
I've never heard of anyone who didn't love a good mystery. [Picard]
The Saharan of Sothis III disdain them, but as a general idea, your statement holds. [Galen]
Are you familiar with micropaleontology? [Galen]
Yes, it's the study of fossil records at the microscopic level. I read your papers on the subject, but that was years ago. It seemed as though the work had stopped. [Picard]
No. The work continued. I made a discovery so profound in its implications that silence seemed the wisest course. This work has occupied my every waking thought. It's intruded upon my dreams. It's become my life. When finished and I announce my findings, it will be heard halfway across the galaxy. [Galen]
Tell me. [Picard]
I cannot, Mr. Picard. That information comes with a price-- your agreement to join me on the final leg of this expedition. [Galen]
For how long? [Picard]
Three months. Perhaps a year. If I had complete diplomatic access and starship, it'd be a matter of weeks. But, as it is, we'll only have my shuttle and whatever arrangement we can make with transports combined with our talents.
Why do you need my help in this? [Picard]
I am not a young man. There will be hazards along the way. I don't want my own inadequacies to jeopardize the completion of this work. [Galen]
I'm deeply honored that you should think of me, but I have responsibilities. [Picard]
To history. What if you could have helped Schliemann discover the city of Troy, or been with M'Tell when she first stepped on Ya'Seem? How can anything compare? [Galen]
I had a long talk with Professor Galen last night and he asked me to leave the Enterprise and to join him in an archaeological expedition which could last for nearly a year. [Picard]
That must be tempting. [Crusher]
I couldn't leave the Enterprise, but the offer raised in me captain feelings of regret. [Picard]
That you could have been an archaeologist and not a Starship Captain? [Crusher]
No, not really. I'm not sorry for the path that I chose, but the Professor did not choose this gift at random. The many voices inside the one. You see, he knows that the past is a very insistent voice inside me and this gift is meant to remind me of that.
And the exploration of space-- surely that must count for something. [Crusher]
I wouldn't trade it for anything. And I would still make the same choice that I made all those years ago. I just wish that I didn't have to say no to him a second time. [Picard]
Were you two very close? [Crusher]
I had a father, but he was like a father who understood me. And he had his own children, but they didn't follow in his footsteps, so I was like the son who understood him. [Picard]
And yet, you turned your back on him. [Crusher]
In a way, I wish that he'd never come on board the ship. [Picard]
Scan for earthworks and monuments that might indicate a previous civilization. [Picard]
There is nothing to indicate former occupancy by even a primitive culture, sir. [Data]
Then what was the foremost archaeologist in the Federation doing here? He left the Enterprise in a Vulcan ship for Deep Space 4 and then an Al-Leyan transport to Caere, and then the shuttle to Indri VIII. Mr. Data, what do we know about Indri VIII? [Picard]
Counselor, this is not simply a case of me taking the Enterprise and its crew on some wild goose chase to purge myself of guilt and remorse. I will not let Galen's death be in vain. Now, if that means inconveniencing a few squabbling delegates for a few days, then so be it. I will take the full responsibility. [Picard]
Sensors are picking up severe atmospheric fluctuations on the planet. [Data]
Assure a high orbit. [Riker]
On screen, Mr. Worf. [Picard]
Some sort of plasma reaction is consuming the lower atmosphere. [Worf]
Can we stop it? [Picard]
No, sir. The reaction is global. [Worf]
Captain, Nu'Daqngon attack cruiser decloaking off the starboard bow. They are hailing us. [Worf]
But until we assemble it, we will never know its purpose. [Picard]
He's right. As far as we know, it might just be a recipe for biscuits. [Ocett]
Biscuits? If that is what you believe, then go back to Cardassia. I will send you my mother's recipe. [Nu'Daq]
mev yap! Enough! Without cooperation, we will get nowhere. [Picard]
Direct hit on our port nacelle. They are powering up for another volley. [Worf]
Let's make it look good. Ensign, release the inertial dampers. [Riker]
Report, Number One. [Picard]
The power boost to the structural integrity field protected the nacelles. We used the inertial dampers to simulate complete shield failure.
The Cardassian vessels have set a course for Rahm-Izad. [Worf]
Well, it won't take them long to realize that Rahm-Izad is the wrong planet.
Lay in a course, Ensign. Full impulse. [Riker]
The seabed-- it may be only partially fossilized. It could still contain organic material. [Picard]
Which would still contain the DNA. [Crusher]
I have been searching for the answer as long as anyone. I will not be eliminated now. [Nu'Daq]
You can be eliminated by a disrupter. Now, what do yo say to my offer? [a Romulan Officer]
How can I be sure you won't kill me if I acquiesce? [Occet]
I've given you my word. [a Romulan Officer]
Etched in stone, no doubt. No deals! There will be no deals as long as I am still alive. [Nu'Daq]
Do not press me, Nu'Daqngon. I don't care whether you live or die. [a Romulan Officer]
If you fire, others will, also. Many will die. [Worf]
We will die together, brother. Tash-Koh-Tah. [Nu'Daq]
You are wondering who we are, why we have done this how it is come that I stand before you-- the image of a being from so long ago. Life evolved at my planet before all others in this part of the galaxy. We left our world, explored the stars and found none like ourselves. Our civilization thrived for ages, but what is the life of one race compared to the vast stretches of cosmic time? We knew that, one day, we would be gone that nothing of us would survive so we left you. Our scientists seeded the primordial oceans of many worlds where life was in its infancy. The seed codes directed your evolution toward a physical form resembling ours-- this body you see before you, which is, of course, shaped as yours is shaped-- for you are the end result. The seed codes also contained this message, which was scattered in fragments on many different worlds. It was our hope that you would have to come together in fellowship and companionship to hear this message. And if you can see and hear me, our hope has been fulfilled. You are a monument not to our greatness, but to our existence. That was our wish-- that you, too, would know life and would keep alive our memory. There is something of us in each of you and, so, something of you in each other. Remember us. [an ancient alien]
That's all? If she were not dead, I would kill her. [Nu'Daq]
The very notion that a Cardassian could have anything in common with a Nu'Daqngon-- it turns my stomach. [Occet]
Captain. My ships are leaving orbit for Romulan space. Until our next encounter. [a Romulan Officer]
Until then. [Picard]
It would seem that we are not completely dissimilar after all in our hopes or in our fears. [a Romulan Officer]
Yes.
Well then, perhaps... one day... [a Romulan Officer]
One day. [Picard]
Three days on a shuttle
to Starbase 23,
a transport
back to Earth...
I can hear
Admiral Brooks now
telling me how
I've disgraced
Starfleet Medical.
Then, a leisurely
day and a half
before the formal
inquiry begins
and my career ends.
[Crusher]
Beverly...
my elbow.
[Guinan]
Your elbow.
[Crusher]
You know,
I've never been to
a formal inquiry.
[Guinan]
Well, I'll see if I can
arrange one for you.
All you have to do
is disobey orders,
violate medical ethics
and cause an
interstellar incident.
[Crusher]
You know, you've been
at this for hours.
You might think
more clearly
if you got a good
night's sleep.
[Picard]
I can't sleep.
I want to find out
what killed him.
I owe that
to Dr. Reyga.
[Crusher]
Are you doing it for
Dr. Reyga or yourself?
[Picard]
What do you mean?
[Crusher]
You're the loneliest person
in the world right now. No one can say anything, no one can do anything that will help and you think that it will never go away and you're right-- it won't, but you can get used to it. I know it doesn't feel like that now, but you can. [Picard]
Perhaps there was
an unexpected interaction
between the solar radiation
and the metaphasic shield.
[Data]
No!
That's not possible.
I anticipated
every contingency.
[Reyga]
Then, maybe Jo'bril
ran into something
in the corona which
you didn't anticipate,
and your shield just wasn't
able to protect him from it.
[La Forge]
My shield
was not at fault.
[Reyga]
Reyga seemed angry,
but I knew it was because he was so disappointed. Everything he'd worked for, hoped for, was slipping away and that made what I had to do next even harder. [Crusher]
Look at this--
infuser. It's completely discharged. The blast must have killed him instantly. [Crusher]
Jean-Luc, I cannot
just drop this.
[Crusher]
That looks like
one of Dr. Reyga's
shield configurations.
[Crusher]
Yes.
Personal research.
[Kurak]
Which you're now free
to develop.
[Crusher]
Are you accusing me
of something?
[Kurak]
I will not repeat
his lies.
[Kurak]
Were they lies?
[Crusher]
Be careful, doctor.
Insulting the honor
of a Klingon can be
extremely dangerous.
[Kurak]
Did Reyga
make that mistake?
[Crusher]
I have heard enough
of your accusations!
Now I will have
your silence!
[Kurak]
Good-bye, doctor.
[Kurak]
Hi, Guinan.
[Crusher]
Hello.
Ooh...
somebody's birthday?
[Guinan]
Not unless it's yours--
it's for you.
[Crusher]
For me?
What's the occasion?
[Guinan]
It's a thank-you
for giving me
a good kick in the butt.
[Crusher]
Oh, now, I didn't...
[Guinan]
Now, I did some research.
This is the latest design,
state-of-the-art.
It is specifically designed
to cushion all vibrations,
so you will never have tennis
elbow again.
[Crusher]
Thank you, doctor.
This looks like
a great racket
but, uh...
I don't play tennis.
Never have.
[Guinan]
I am Kahless and I have returned. [Kahless]
What is it you are doing? [Kahless]
I was getting my tricorder. [Worf]
Tricorder? Is it a weapon? [Kahless]
No. No. It is a tool. I intended to use it to see if... [Worf]
To see if I was real. Proceed. Use your tricorder. Well? [Kahless]
You are Klingon. [Worf]
What else could I be? [Kahless]
There are many possibilities... a shape-shifter, a holographic projection. [Worf]
How can you not sing for all to hear "We are Klingons!" [Kahless]
Data to Commander Riker. Commander, you are needed on the Bridge. [Data]
On my way. Saved by the bell. [Riker]
Commander. [Data]
Someone was here. [W. Riker]
Who are you? [W. Riker]
Who are you? [T. Riker]
I'm Commander William Riker from the Federation Starship Enterprise. [W. Riker]
That's not possible. I'm Will Riker. [T. Riker]
May I ask how you got here? [Data]
Eight years ago, I led a team to evacuate this station. [T. Riker]
Why did you not return to the Potemkin with the others? [Data]
I was the last one out. The distortion field must have interfered with the transport. They lost the signal lock on me. [T. Riker]
I was the last one out and I made it back to the Potemkin. [W. Riker]
You don't believe me? [T. Riker]
It's not that we don't believe you. It's just hard to see how both stories could be true. Would you be willing to have our doctor check you out? [W. Riker]
I hope you understand I'll need to verify your claim. [Picard]
Genetically, he is indistinguishable from Commander Riker. [Crusher]
Could there be some sort of cloning involved here? [Picard]
I don't think so. There's no genetic drift. [Crusher]
But it's not conclusive. [Picard]
That's why I compared their brain scans. Brain organization patterns are as unique as fingerprints. Except for minor, minor differences, theirs are identical. [Crusher]
Apparently, there was a massive energy surge in the distortion field around the planet just at the moment you tried to beam out. The transporter chief tried to compensate by initiating a second containment beam. [La Forge]
Hmm, an interesting approach. He must have been planning to reintegrate the two patterns in the transporter buffer. [Data]
Up until that moment, you were the same person. [Crusher]
But, of course, as you and Lieutenant Riker have lived very different lives for the past eight years, you are now very different people. I suppose it's a little like meeting someone's twin. But no matter how strange it may seen to us, we now have two Will Rikers on board, and as Lieutenant Riker will be with us for several days. I think we should do everything we can to make him comfortable and welcome. [Picard]
We still have the problem of retrieving the database. The computer on the station's not completely operational. [W. Riker]
Many of its components have been removed. Apparently, Lieutenant Riker used them to keep the station's radiation shield operational. [Data]
Can it be repaired at least enough to access the database? [Picard]
Without knowing what he did, that'll be tough. [W. Riker]
I never thought I'd see you again. [T. Riker]
We need to talk. [Troy]
You're on board because of him. [T. Riker]
No. Commander Riker and I are friends... close friends, but nothing more. [Troy]
Phase distortion is dropping. The next transport window opens in 42 seconds. [a Lieutenant]
How long will we have, Lieutenant? [W. Riker]
36 minutes, sir. [a Lieutenant]
You were supposed to report here at 0800 hours. [Worf]
I'm sorry. I was... [T. Riker]
I guess it's been a while since you've had to punch a clock. Let's go. Energize. [W. Riker]
Some form of tai chi chuan? [T. Riker]
Klingon exercises, actually. Lieutenant Worf teaches a class. [Troy]
でも見られる。
What is that called? Mr. Worf's a very good teacher. [T. Riker]
Do me a favor. Be careful. [W. Riker]
Will, I know you and he have some problems. [Troy]
That's not what I'm talking about. If he had gotten off the planet instead of me don't you think he would have made the same choices that I made? I just don't want you to be hurt again. [W. Riker]
I wanted to give you something. My quarters are full of things that I suppose belong to both of us. The least I could do was give you this. [W. Riker]
Thanks. [T. Riker]
Good luck, Will. [W. Riker]
I actually thought I might go with the name Thomas. [T. Riker]
Your middle name. [Troy]
I guess we really are different. I never really cared for that name. [W. Riker]
Well, I sort of like it. I guess I better get going. I waited a long time. I guess I can wait a little longer. Take care of her. [T. Riker]
Oh, you really did it this time, Will. I mean, this is not just a scrape. This is a very deep cut. Well, I can heal it, of course but, you've got to stop playing parrises squares as if you're 21 years old. One of these days, you're going to fall and break your neck and I'm not going to be able to heal that as easily. [Crusher]
I wasn't playing parrises squares. [Riker]
Worf's calisthenic program. [Crusher]
No. [Riker]
I give up. What was it? [Crusher]
I was trying to feed Spot. [Riker]
Data's cat? [Cruhser]
I told him I would feed him while he was gone. I was putting down the bowl of food. The next thing I know there's a hissing ball of fur coming at my face. I hate cats. [Crusher]
We're picking up a distress call on long-range sensors. It is Romulan, sir. They claim they have suffered a complete engine failure. Power levels are dropping. Life-support is failing. Could be a trick. [Worf]
How long before we rendezvous with Captain Picard? [Riker]
Approximately 13 hours. [Worf]
Lay in a course for the Romulan ship. Let's put up the shields and go to Red Alert. I want to be ready for anything. [Riker]
Captain's Log, Stardate 46944.2. Commander Data, Mr. La Forge, Counselor Troi and I are en route to the Enterprise after attending a three-day conference on the psychological effects of long-term, deep-space assignments. [Picard]
I was just leaving the reception when this Ktarian walks up to me and says "Hello, Diane. I understand you're an empath. I'm a very... sensitive man myself. I'm doing a thesis on interspecies mating rituals. Would you care to join me in some empirical research?" [Troy]
That's a very good impression of Dr. Mizan. He's notorious, but he really is an expert on interspecies mating practices. [La Forge]
Well, it was little better at the physiognomy workshop. Dr. Vassbinder gave an hour-long dissertation on the ionization effect of warp nacelles before he realized that the topic was supposed to be... psychology. [Picard]
The Romulans use an artificial quantum singularity as their power source. [Troy]
に続き、FQSDの言及。この量子特異点というのが、平たく言えばブラックホールってことのようだ。原語では人工的でない自然発生のもののみを「Black Hole」と呼んで区別しているようだが...
These wounds were caused by a forced-plasma beam similar to a Ferengi hand phaser. [Worf]
Lay in an intercept course. Full impulse. [Picard]
What is your designation? [Picard]
I do not have a designation. My name is Crosis. [Crosis]
Crosis? How did you get that name? [Picard]
It was given to me by the One. [Crosis]
Who is that? [Picard]
The One who will destroy you. [Crosis]
But you are Borg. Your goal is not to destroy but to assimilate us into your collective. [Picard]
We do not assimilate inferior biological organisms. We destroy them. [Crosis]
Tell me more about this "One." Does he... have a name? Is he called Hugh? [Picard]
Klingon... shatter cranial exoskeleton at the tricipital lobe. Death is immediate. [Crosis]
Why must this "One" destroy biological organisms? [Picard]
Human... sever spinal cord at third vertebrae. Death is immediate. [Crosis]
You are not like the others. You do not have to be destroyed. You can be assimilated. [Crosis]
I do not wish to be assimilated. [Data]
Resistance... is futile. You will not resist what you've wanted all your life. I was like you once... without feeling but the One helped me. He can help you, too. He can help you find emotion. [Crosis]