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EN GARDE SONAM
By:
Bryan T. Beasley and Carol Ann Carson
To Trekkies Everywhere!
This script was originally completed on 6/25/88. The authors,
have copyrighted this document and reserve all rights to it.
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The story was conceived during the early days of "The Next
Generation" and it was our attempt to make the characters
what we thought they should be, rather than the way they were
at the time. Our concept of the characters eventually came
about, certainly not due to any influence of ours but just
because that was the way it should be. The script was
originally written when Dr. Crusher was on board but during
the time we were trying to sell the script Dr. Pulaski was on
the show, so we rewrote it. We actually preferred the
relationship between Pulaski and Picard over Crusher. You
will note that the Captain is strong and Wesley is almost
absent. This was before they decided to do that on the show.
We did attempt to sell the script but were unable to make the
proper contacts. Because of the interest on the Internet, we
have decided to make this story available to Star Trek fans
as we believe it to be something you will enjoy reading and
imagining for yourself what it would have looked like had it
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you simply want to criticize the story or the writing. We
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Live Long and Prosper,
Bryan and Carol
TEASE
INT. ENTERPRISE - CREW DECK
Data is standing in front of a door to a Vulcan's quarters,
waiting for entrance. Data touches his communicator.
DATA
This is Data to Lt. Plovik. Are you
there?
There is no reply. Data walks over to the black panel,
running along the corridor. He touches the panel. It lights
up with a display of the ship.
DATA
(continuing)
Locate Lt. Plovik.
COMPUTER
Mr. Data, Lt. Plovik is in his
quarters.
Riker walks up as the computer is responding.
RIKER
Is there a problem, Data?
DATA
As a matter of fact, there is, sir. I had
an appointment with Lt. Plovik earlier
today, that he failed to keep. Now, I
have learned that he is in his quarters
but is not responding.
RIKER
We can certainly have Engineering give us
access to his quarters.
DATA
Commander, I am concerned about invading
his privacy.
RIKER
But, Data, don't you think it's possible
he might be injured?
DATA
You have a point, sir. Perhaps, we had
better contact Doctor Pulaski in that
event.
Riker touches his communicator.
RIKER
Riker to Sick Bay...
The camera moves away from Riker and Data, directly to the
doorway to Lt. Plovik's quarters.
DISS. INT. LT. PLOVIK'S QUARTERS
A Vulcan male and female are sitting on the floor in front of
a Vulcan statue. Each has their hands on the other's face.
FADE TO OPEN
INT. ENTERPRISE - CREW DECK
Riker, Data and Pulaski are standing in front of the doorway
to Lt. Plovik's quarters. The doors open. Data walks into the
room.
INT. ENTERPRISE - LT. PLOVIK'S QUARTERS
Data looks to the left where he can see Plovik and his wife
in front of the statue. Data turns around and exits the room.
INT. ENTERPRISE - CREW DECK
RIKER
(concerned)
Well, is he alright?
DATA
(puzzled)
Commander Riker, they appear to be
engaged in some form of meditation. I
hesitate to interrupt them.
RIKER
But, still, don't you think it's strange
that he didn't keep his appointment?
PULASKI
Why don't we ask one of the other Vulcans
on board if this is irregular?
Riker touches his communicator.
RIKER
Riker to bridge.
INT. ENTERPRISE - BRIDGE - ANGLE WORF
WORF
Lt. Worf here, Commander.
RIKER
(over the bridge speaker)
I'm on the crew deck in front of Lt.
Plovik's quarters. Check the Duty Roster
for a Vulcan in this area and have him
report to me.
WIDER ANGLE
Picard is sitting in the Captain's chair. He looks in Worf's
direction and notes the conversation. Worf pushes several
buttons on the console.
WORF
Commander Riker, no Vulcans have
reported for duty at all, today.
ANGLE PICARD
PICARD
(interrupting)
I heard that, Will. What is your
situation there?
INT. ENTERPRISE - CREW DECK
RIKER
Sir, Data says that Lt. Plovik and
his wife are in a state of meditation.
INT. ENTERPRISE - BRIDGE - ANGLE PICARD
PICARD
Mr. Data, is there anything unusual
about the positioning of their hands?
INT. ENTERPRISE - CREW DECK
DATA
Yes, sir, actually, there is. They are
touching each others' faces with their
hands.
INT. ENTERPRISE - BRIDGE - ANGLE PICARD
PICARD
(concerned)
They're both touching. You're absolutely
sure?
DATA
(over the bridge speaker)
Yes, sir, quite sure.
PICARD
(urgently)
I'm on my way. Under no circumstances,
are you to attempt to communicate with
them.
WIDER ANGLE
Picard stands up and walks quickly toward the turbo-lift. The
doors open and Picard turns in the doorway.
PICARD
(continuing)
Lt. La Forge, you have the Con.
The doors close. Geordi walks toward Worf.
ANGLE - GEORDI AND WORF
GEORDI
So, Worf, how did the Duty Roster get so
messed up?
WORF
(turning sharply; very
indignant)
What do you mean by that?
GEORDI
(teasing)
You're Chief of Security. How is it that
all these Vulcans failed to report and
you didn't notice?
WIDER ANGLE
Geordi turns to the rest of the bridge crew who are already
looking in their direction. Geordi is smiling slightly.
BACK TO SHOT
WORF
I received all of the reports and that
qualified personnel had been assigned to
the watch.
GEORDI
Didn't you think it was a little odd that
all the slackers were Vulcans?
WORF
(bristling)
The ship was not on alert status. I saw
no need to do other than log that
personnel had been reassigned.
GEORDI
When the Captain comes back, he's going
to expect a full report on this, and, if
I were you, I would have all the facts.
WORF
(growling)
If you feel there has been any improper
conduct in this situation, I will not
hesitate to stand before a Court of
Inquiry.
GEORDI
Anti-grav, here, a little, Worf. Can't
you tell when I'm not being serious?
WORF
I understand the concept of humor. But, I
will not be the end result of what you
humans call a 'joke'. I intend to file a
full report, including your behavior on
the bridge.
Worf turns away from Geordi who looks ashamed of his actions.
Worf pauses and then turns back to Geordi.
WORF
(continuing)
Perhaps, now, the result is on your end,
Lt.
GEORDI
(tamed)
Oops!
INT. ENTERPRISE - CREW DECK
Picard is walking briskly down the corridor toward Data,
Riker and Pulaski. They are standing in front of Lt. Plovik's
quarters, waiting for him. Picard walks directly to Pulaski,
ignoring Data and Riker.
PICARD
(crisply)
Doctor, activate your medi-scanner.
Come with me, but you must remain quiet.
Pulaski turns on the device and follows Picard into the room.
INT. - ENTERPRISE - LT. PLOVIK'S QUARTERS
Picard and Pulaski walk into the room and observe the two
Vulcans. The two Vulcans have not moved.
PICARD
(continuing; in a whisper)
Take your readings now, Doctor.
Pulaski stoops down to take the readings as Picard circles
the couple, intently. Picard looks down at Pulaski,
questioningly. She looks up and nods and they exit the room.
INT. ENTERPRISE - CREW DECK
Riker and Data are still standing outside the quarters when
Picard and Pulaski emerge.
PICARD
(continuing)
Commander Riker, contact Engineering and
have these quarters closed. Then, inform
Security that all Vulcan quarters are off
limits to ship's personnel.
Picard turns abruptly to Pulaski.
PICARD
(continuing)
I think you'll find, Doctor, that your
readings register almost no life
signs.
PULASKI
(surprised)
Yes, sir. But how did you...
Picard turns to Riker, interrupting Pulaski.
PICARD
I'll be in my quarters.
DATA
Sir, what is happening?
PICARD
(amazed)
What is happening, Mr. Data, is...
Picard pauses.
PICARD
(continuing)
R'poen!
Picard begins to walk down the corridor as his communicator
signals. Riker is in the background, talking on his
communicator. Picard stops and touches his communicator. The
door to Lt. Plovik's quarters closes.
ANGLE PICARD
PICARD
(continuing)
Picard, here.
WORF
(over the communicator)
This is Lt. Worf on the bridge, sir.
Starfleet has alerted us that an urgent
message is forthcoming.
PICARD
I'm on my way to my quarters, Lt. Pipe it
down there, Picard, out.
WIDER ANGLE
Picard continues walking briskly down the corridor.
INT. ENTERPRISE - CREW DECK
RIKER
What the hell is R'poen?
DATA
I am unable to determine the meaning from
my knowledge of Vulcans.
PULASKI
By the Captain's manner, it certainly is
serious. He knew what my medi-scanner
would read before we even went into the
room.
RIKER
What about the rest of the crew? Is this
thing contagious?
PULASKI
I don't know. The Captain is being
awfully tight-lipped about this. I'm
Chief Medical Officer aboard this ship
and I am entitled to an explanation.
Pulaski walks in the same direction as Picard.
ANGLE DATA
DATA
And I do believe she will get one.
INT. PICARD'S QUARTERS
Picard is sitting in the chair behind his desk console. On
the wall behind him, a Chagall painting is hanging. It is
"Bonjour Paris". The painting measures two feet high by a
foot and a half wide. Picard turns in his chair and touches
the right bottom corner of the painting's frame. The painting
slides to the left, revealing a black panel. Picard places
his hand on the panel. The panel illuminates the outline of
his hand and a tone is emitted. The panel disappears to the
left, behind the painting. A shelf slides straight out from
the wall. On the shelf is a white panel with the silhouette
of a hand on it. There is a computer view screen above it.
ANGLE COMPUTER
Picard places his hand on the panel. The silhouette begins to
glow and Vulcan symbols begin flashing on the view screen.
ANGLE PICARD AND VIEW SCREEN
A sound is heard, signaling that someone wishes to enter
Picard's quarters. Picard turns his head abruptly toward the
door and then back. He quickly raises his hand off of the
panel. The screen clears and the shelf slides back into the
wall, as the black panel and painting slide shut.
WIDER ANGLE
Picard turns around in his chair.
PICARD
Come.
The door opens and Pulaski marches directly to the front of
Picard's desk.
PULASKI
(indignant)
In case you've forgotten, Captain, the
health of this ship's crew is my
responsibility. You obviously have some
knowledge of this situation, which you
have chosen to keep from me. I now want
to know what that is.
PICARD
That's quite a speech, Doctor. I
certainly did not mean to slight you. I
would be more than happy to explain...
Picard's communications console signals, interrupting him.
ANGLE COMMUNICATIONS SCREEN
WORF
(on screen)
Bridge to Captain.
ANGLE PICARD
PICARD
Picard, here.
ANGLE COMMUNICATIONS SCREEN
WORF
That message from Starfleet is coming in,
Captain. It is Priority One.
WIDER ANGLE
Upon hearing this, Pulaski hesitantly backs away from the
desk.
PICARD
Hold a moment, Lt.
Picard pushes a button which cuts off his voice transmission
to the bridge. Picard motions to Pulaski to come forward.
PICARD
(continuing)
Please stay, Doctor. This, indeed,
concerns you.
Pulaski returns to the front of the desk. Picard pushes a
button.
PICARD
(continuing)
You may proceed with the transmission,
now.
ANGLE COMMUNICATIONS SCREEN
On the screen is Starfleet Vice-Admiral Coburn.
ANGLE PICARD AND COMMUNICATIONS SCREEN
PICARD
(continuing)
This is the Captain of the Enterprise,
Jean-Luc Picard.
COBURN
Captain, this is Starfleet Vice-Admiral
Coburn. We have been receiving reports
from all over the Galaxy of Vulcans going
into some kind of trance. All attempts to
communicate with Vulcan Space Central
have been futile. What is your situation?
ANGLE PICARD
PICARD
I'm not surprised, sir, that this is a
Galaxy wide phenomenon. The Vulcans on
board my ship are experiencing what is
known as R'poen.
ANGLE PICARD AND COMMUNICATIONS SCREEN
COBURN
R'poen? Apparently, Captain, you have
some insight into what is, to us, a
mystery. What is your assessment of this
incident?
ANGLE PICARD
PICARD
Admiral, my studies of Vulcan history
reveal only one, prior, known occurrence
of R'poen. It is the linking of all
Vulcan minds, for one reason, toward one
objective.
ANGLE COMMUNICATIONS SCREEN
COBURN
What were the circumstances of that
occurrence?
ANGLE PICARD AND COMMUNICATIONS SCREEN
PICARD
Records of the circumstances are vague,
sir. But, it does indicate a dilemma of
great urgency for Vulcan society.
COBURN
In light of your understanding of this
situation, Captain, and your proximity to
the planet, I'm ordering you to proceed
to Vulcan and take whatever action you
deem necessary. Starfleet will be
awaiting your report. Coburn, out.
WIDER ANGLE
PULASKI
(business-like)
Captain, You must understand that my
primary concern is the crew. I acted...
PICARD
(cutting her off)
Tut, tut, Doctor. It was an oversight on
my part. I should never have allowed
myself to become so obsessed with the
events of the moment.
EXT. ENTERPRISE
The Enterprise warps through space.
INT. ENTERPRISE - BRIDGE
Picard is seated in the Captain's chair. Riker and Troi are
seated on either side of him. Data, Geordi and Worf are at
their posts.
PICARD
Mr. Data, how long until we achieve orbit
around Vulcan?
DATA
Under ordinary circumstances, Captain, it
would be in two minutes and twenty-five
point seven seconds. However, my sensors
indicate a very large number of objects
already orbiting the planet.
GEORDI
He's right, sir. Getting this ship into
orbit is going to be harder than putting
a size twelve foot into a size eight
boot.
DATA
(to Geordi)
According to the twentieth century
humorist, Peter Cook, he should get a
larger pair of boots for his tremendous
feet.
ANGLE GEORDI
Geordi double takes.
ANGLE WORF
WORF
Receiving a multitude of transmissions,
sir. Should I put them on screen?
ANGLE PICARD
PICARD
Mr. Data, take us to sub-light speed.
Yes, Lt. Worf, by all means.
ANGLE MAIN VIEWER
The screen becomes divided into multiple sections, each
showing a different being, attempting to communicate. The
images shift place on the screen and pop in and out as some
images replace others.
WIDER ANGLE
Over the bridge speaker, the crew hears many individuals all
trying to communicate at once.
WORF
Sir. These transmissions are going to
overload the communications console.
ANGLE PICARD
PICARD
(standing up)
Worf, isolate one of those transmissions
and bring it full, so I can make some
sense out of this babel.
ANGLE WORF
WORF
Which one, sir?
ANGLE PICARD
PICARD
Any one, Lt. Just make it so!
ANGLE - PICARD AND MAIN VIEWER
One section of the screen zooms full. The being is an
Andorian named Laven.
PICARD
(continuing)
Unidentified Andorian. This is Captain
Jean-Luc Picard of the United Spaceship
Enterprise. Please identify yourself and
state your reason for orbiting this
planet.
LAVEN
(agitated)
I am Laven. I deal in delicacies unique
to Vulcan palates. I have a fortune in
perishable merchandise that I am unable
to deliver.
PICARD
Laven, we are aware of the difficulties
concerning the planet Vulcan. However, my
mission here is not to see to the
completion of your business transactions.
My orders are directed only at the
welfare of Vulcan and, at the moment, you
are an obstruction.
LAVEN
(angry)
That's fine for you, Captain. But I have
my cargo to deliver and, as a member of
the Federation, it's your responsibility
to...
PICARD
(cutting him off)
Laven, I do not need you to tell me my
responsibility. I, hereby, declare your
vessel to be a menace to navigation and
order you to vacate orbit.
Picard turns to address Worf.
PICARD
(continuing)
Lt. Worf, open hailing frequencies to
all orbiting craft.
ANGLE WORF
Worf activates lighted squares on the communications console.
WORF
All hailing frequencies open, sir.
BACK TO SHOT
Picard turns to face the screen.
PICARD
Attention all orbiting vessels. This is
Captain Jean-Luc Picard of the United
Spaceship Enterprise. I am here on
official Federation business and I am
ordering you to vacate orbit. One of my
crew will be in communication to assist
you in maneuvering. Picard, out.
LAVEN
(outraged)
There will be repercussions for your
actions!
PICARD
Terminate all communication. Mr. Worf,
set up a command post on the battle
bridge and see to the removal of those
ships.
WIDER ANGLE
WORF
On my way, Captain.
Worf walks toward the turbo-lift. Picard sits down.
PICARD
Mr. Data, bring us to a full stop within
sensor range and begin a scan of the
planet surface.
DATA
Implementing now, sir.
ANGLE PICARD, RIKER AND TROI
Picard turns his head toward Riker.
PICARD
Will, due to the nature of this incident,
I am going to head the away-team, myself.
You'll have the Con.
Picard begins to turn to Troi but Riker protests.
RIKER
Excuse me, Captain. I think we'd better
discuss this.
Picard turns sharply back to Riker.
PICARD
(adamant)
Commander, there will be no discussion. I
am going and that is it.
TROI
Commander Riker, I think your objection
is futile. I sense the Captain's
determination.
Picard turns to Troi.
PICARD
Counselor, that's precisely why I do want
you along. I'm going to need your deep,
intuitive sense of what is happening.
WIDER ANGLE
DATA
Captain, so far, sensors reveal no
activity. Is it possible that all of the
inhabitants are experiencing what you
previously described as R'poen?
PICARD
Quite likely, Mr. Data. Continue
scanning. Mr. La Forge, open a hailing
frequency to Vulcan.
GEORDI
Aye, sir.
PICARD
This is the Enterprise, calling Vulcan
Space Central. Do you read?
GEORDI
There is no reply, sir.
PICARD
Just as I expected.
DATA
Sir! I have an unusual reading on my
sensors, now.
PICARD
What is it, Mr. Data?
DATA
It appears to be a shield, obscuring a
very small area from the sensor probe.
PICARD
Address the ship's library computer and,
based on your coordinates, display a
visual of the area on the main viewer.
ANGLE MAIN VIEWER
On the main viewer, appears the image of a mountain with
Vulcan statues on either side of the open entrance.
ANGLE PICARD
PICARD
(continuing)
Most unusual. Vulcan employs no shields.
Especially, at Lamia Potu.
ANGLE PICARD AND RIKER
RIKER
Captain, I'm really surprised at your
knowledge of Vulcan. I'll bet it makes an
interesting story.
PICARD
(evasively)
It has been said that Vulcan ideology is
a very private matter, not to be
discussed with out worlders.
RIKER
Can you, at least, tell me what is so
special about this place?
PICARD
Lamia Potu? Roughly translated, it means
Mountain of Serenity. It is a very,
ancient, hallowed place of contemplative
introspection.
WIDER ANGLE
PICARD
(continuing)
You may clear the main viewer now, Mr.
Data. Are we capable of penetrating that
shield?
DATA
Due to the small area involved, sir,
penetration would be impossible without
destroying the structure.
ANGLE PICARD AND RIKER
RIKER
That means going in there blind and
unarmed, since Vulcan prohibits
personal weapons. We can't risk you
under those circumstances.
PICARD
(miffed)
I am not a tot, Commander Riker, and I
don't need a nanny. I have made my
decision.
RIKER
As you know, sir. I cannot allow you to
do anything that would compromise your
safety. Captain, let me head the away-
team.
Picard leans back in his chair, looks at Riker and sighs.
PICARD
Very well. But you damn well better
handle it by the book.
INT. ENTERPRISE - BATTLE BRIDGE
Worf and Wesley are standing at the console. The sound of
multiple communications is coming over the speaker. Worf
abruptly pushes several buttons and the sound is cut off.
WORF
Wesley, this project is becoming
extremely time consuming. If I
could, I would scatter these ships
across the Galaxy with my bare hands.
WESLEY
What if we instruct the computer to plot
their departure paths and automatically
transmit it to each vessel at regular
intervals?
WORF
No, programming the computer would take
longer than doing it manually.
WESLEY
But, Worf, there is a spaceport simulator
program built into the computer already.
All we have to do is tie in the locater
sensors to the computer and it will do
the rest.
WORF
As you wish, Ensign, you may proceed on
my order.
INT. ENTERPRISE - TRANSPORTER ROOM
Riker, Data and Troi are standing on the transporter
platform. There is an engineer manning the control console.
DATA
Crewman, are the proper coordinates for
the beam-down point locked in?
CREWMAN
Yes, Mr. Data, all locked in.
RIKER
Data, just where will that put us?
DATA
Three meters from the entrance, sir.
RIKER
Isn't that cutting it a little fine?
DATA
Commander, is it your implication that we
should arrive farther away, perhaps to
use stealth to our advantage?
RIKER
No, Mr. Data. I just wanted to miss the
shield.
DATA
Oh! Definitely, sir, by precisely one
meter.
RIKER
Well, as long as you're sure there is an
adequate safety margin...
TROI
(interrupting; impatient)
Gentleman. I suggest, if we are ever
going to begin this mission, that you
either readjust the coordinates or
commence transporting.
Riker looks at Troi, then at Data. He pauses, clears his
throat and looks at the crewman.
RIKER
Crewman, energize.
Riker, Data and Troi begin to dematerialize.
EXT. VULCAN
Riker, Data and Troi materialize in front of the entrance to
Lamia Potu. Data scans the area with his tri-corder.
RIKER
(continuing)
Any readings, Data?
DATA
The shield is sufficiently powerful to
mask any attempt to gather
information, sir.
RIKER
How about you, Counselor, any
impressions?
TROI
I sense mental activity beyond the
entrance. I definitely feel that we
should proceed with caution. The beings
in there are not in R'poen.
Riker touches his communicator.
RIKER
Riker to Captain.
PICARD
(over Riker's communicator)
Picard, here.
RIKER
We're on the surface, directly in front
of the entrance. Tri-corder readings are
impossible but Troi senses activity
inside. We're going to have go in and
investigate.
INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE - ANGLE PICARD
PICARD
Once inside, the shield will prevent you
from communicating with the ship. You
have one hour to assess the situation and
report back. If I don't hear from you,
Will, I'll assume you are in trouble and
beam down a search party.
EXT. VULCAN
RIKER
Understood. Riker, out.
Riker touches his communicator.
RIKER
(continuing)
Okay, we've got an hour. Let's get the
job done.
Riker, Data and Troi proceed through the entrance, with Riker
leading.
INT. LAMIA POTU
Riker, Data and Troi are walking down a cave-like corridor.
It is lit by torches along the walls.
RIKER
(continuing)
Mr. Data, does it seem to you we're
walking downhill?
They stop walking. Data stands still and then appears to rock
back and forth slightly.
DATA
Indeed, sir. We are descending at a two
point five degree angle.
RIKER
Is your tri-corder picking up anything
yet?
Data sweeps the area with the tri-corder.
DATA
This shield is of an unusual
configuration. The interference is
strong. We shall have to move farther on
to obtain anything meaningful.
They continue walking down the corridor.
INT. LAMIA POTU - A SHORT TIME LATER
The corridor forms two separate paths. Riker, Data and Troi
walk into view and stop at the junction. Suddenly, Troi gasps
and raises both arms, spreading them apart. Riker and Data
are startled and turn toward Troi.
RIKER
What is it? What do you feel?
TROI
There is so much emotion. Also, there is
so much power.
Troi appears anxious and begins to quiver. Riker steps toward
her and lightly places his hands on her shoulders. This
interrupts her impression and she lowers her hands to her
temples and slumps a little toward Riker.
RIKER
Deanna, are you alright?
TROI
(shaken)
It was like being drawn into a swirl of
sensations that radiate from a terrifying
core.
Riker lowers his hands to Troi's arms to steady her.
RIKER
Are you going to be able to continue?
TROI
(regaining composure)
Commander, we are on a mission. I must
continue.
Riker removes his hands from Troi and pats her on one
shoulder. He steps back to examine the two paths.
RIKER
(pointing to the right)
Data, you and Troi go that way. I'll take
the left.
DATA
Sir, do you think it is wise to separate
under these uncertain circumstances?
RIKER
Wise or not, the Captain gave us one hour
and there are two paths.
DATA
Mathematically speaking, sir, it would
have been an easier decision if it had
been three hours and three paths. Or...
two hours, two paths and four
individuals. Or...
RIKER
(impatient)
Yes, Data. But it's just the three of us.
We'll try to communicate with each other
at regular intervals and meet back here
in thirty minutes.
Data looks at Troi and then back to Riker.
DATA
Agreed, sir.
INT. ENTERPRISE - BRIDGE
Picard is pacing back and forth in front of his chair. Worf
is standing at his post. Picard stops pacing and turns to
Worf.
ANGLE PICARD
PICARD
(anxious)
Elapsed time since beam-down, Mr. Worf?
ANGLE WORF
WORF
Fifteen minutes, Captain.
ANGLE PICARD
PICARD
Any success penetrating that sensor
shield?
ANGLE WORF
WORF
None, sir.
WIDER ANGLE
PICARD
Continue scanning for any weaknesses in
the shield. (pause) Damn this isolation!
Mr. La Forge, mark the time in five
minute intervals.
Picard begins pacing again.
INT. LAMIA POTU - LEFT PATH
Riker is cautiously walking down the path. The distant sound
of voices is heard and he stops and touches his communicator.
RIKER
Riker to Data. Are you reading me?
INT. LAMIA POTU - RIGHT PATH
Data and Troi are standing still.
DATA
Very clearly, Commander. The shield
obviously does not prevent communication
within the structure.
INT. LAMIA POTU - LEFT PATH
RIKER
I can hear sounds directly ahead of me.
I'm going to investigate. Anything
happening with the two of you?
DATA
(over Riker's communicator)
Nothing here, sir. We are proceeding
forward.
RIKER
I'll check with you after I find out
what's ahead. Riker, out.
Riker continues walking slowly down the path. The sounds get
gradually louder. Now, they are clearly speech and laughter.
The speech is not understandable. Riker walks to the entrance
and stops.
INT. LAMIA POTU - SMALL CHAMBER
Inside the chamber is a group of young Vulcan males and
females. The group is scantily dressed and indulging in
obvious, lusty behavior, drinking from goblets, kissing and
caressing. The group does notice Riker but it does not affect
their activities or alarm them. Riker moves farther into the
room.
RIKER
(continuing)
I'm Commander William T. Riker of the
Starship Enterprise...
Two of the females sensuously walk over to Riker and begin
stroking his hair and body. The room is smoke filled and
Riker blinks his eyes.
RIKER
(continuing)
This is all very pleasant, ladies, but
hardly what I expected to find on Vulcan.
FIRST VULCAN FEMALE
Although you are human, I desire you.
Come, join us in the celebration.
Riker attempts to resist but appears light-headed, due to the
smoke.
ANGLE FIRST VULCAN MALE
He is standing in an alcove with a shelf. On the shelf is a
large, golden pitcher and one, golden goblet. The Vulcan
looks craftily at Riker and fills the goblet with liquid from
the pitcher.
WIDER ANGLE
The Vulcan male walks over to Riker and the two Vulcan
females. He hands the goblet to the first Vulcan female. They
smile at each other and the Vulcan male backs away. The first
Vulcan female holds the goblet up to Riker's lips.
FIRST VULCAN FEMALE
(continuing)
You must not resist. Drink. I burn for
you, my eyes are flame. This liquid will
kindle your blood.
The aroma of the liquid causes Riker to jerk his head back.
The first Vulcan female tilts his head forward and forcefully
puts the goblet to his lips. Riker, unable to resist,
swallows a little and then grabs the goblet and drinks it
down. Riker begins to swoon. He throws the goblet away and
laughs. The group of Vulcans also laughs. The two Vulcan
females begin to pull at Riker's clothing. He puts his arms
around them and watches, pleased.
INT. LAMIA POTU - RIGHT PATH
Data and Troi are proceeding down the path. As they
cautiously approach, a red, smoky glow becomes visible.
Laughter and loud conversation are heard as they continue to
approach. There is an opening to the left of the entrance to
the large chamber.
INT. LAMIA POTU - LARGE CHAMBER
There is a pit in the middle with red smoke rising from it.
There is a path that runs from the entrance to the back of
the chamber, encircling the pit. In the sunken area on either
side of the path, there are many young Vulcan males and
females kissing each other and drinking from goblets. They
are stroking each other and some are eating meat, feeding
each other from skewers, cooking in the pit.
Data and Troi enter the chamber. At the back of the chamber
is a raised area with a male lounging on it, his back to Data
and Troi. On either side of the raised area, are two, stone
pillars with Vulcan statues on top. He is surrounded by
three scantily clad Vulcan females. One of them is filling a
goblet from a pitcher. The other two are sitting. They are
kissing and caressing him. Data looks around the chamber.
DATA
(turning to Troi)
Most unusual. Counselor...
Data notices that Troi's attention is riveted on the raised
area in front of them. He follows her gaze. The male lounging
on the raised area turns casually and looks directly into
Troi's eyes.
ANGLE TROI
Troi begins to shake a little as she continues to look into
his eyes.
ANGLE RAISED AREA
One of the females sitting next to him attempts to regain his
attention by pulling at his shoulder.
VULCAN FEMALE
Sonam...Sonam.
Sonam brushes her hand away and sits up. He continues to
stare at Troi.
ANGLE DATA AND TROI
Troi starts to shake even more. However, her attention
remains fixed on Sonam's eyes.
DATA
Counselor Troi, can you explain what you
are experiencing?
TROI
(stammering)
His mind...so black. He attacks me with
great fear.
DATA
(stepping forward)
Sir, you will cease this activity,
immediately.
ANGLE SONAM
Sonam laughs wickedly and continues to stare at Troi.
SONAM
I am Sonam. I take no note of you,
emotionless being. However, it amuses me
to torture the mind of Troi.
WIDER ANGLE
Troi moans. Her eyes flutter and she begins to faint. Data
instantly moves to her, picks her up and carries her out of
the chamber.
ANGLE RAISED AREA
Sonam reaches to the female on his right, grabs her and
embraces her, passionately.
INT. LAMIA POTU - RIGHT PATH
Data sets Troi down, propping her against the wall. He
touches his communicator.
DATA
Data to Riker. (pause) Data to Riker.
(pause) Commander, are you able to
respond? (pause)
Data picks up Troi and walks up the path.
INT. LAMIA POTU - SMALL CHAMBER - ANGLE CORNER
Riker's uniform is lying in the corner. His communicator is
plainly visible on the uniform.
ZOOM WIDER ANGLE
The small chamber is empty.
EXT. LAMIA POTU
Data and Troi are outside the entrance to Lamia Potu. Troi is
seated, unconscious. Data is down on one knee, supporting
her. Data touches his communicator.
DATA
Data to Enterprise.
INT. ENTERPRISE - BRIDGE - ANGLE PICARD
Picard is seated in the Captain's chair.
PICARD
Picard, here. Mr. Data, what is your
status?
EXT. LAMIA POTU
DATA
I am with Counselor Troi at the beam down
point. She appears to be suffering the
ill effects of an extreme mental barrage.
INT. ENTERPRISE - BRIDGE
PICARD
Transport up immediately, there will be a
medical team standing by. Picard, out.
Picard touches his communicator.
PICARD
(continuing)
Picard to Sick Bay. Send a medical
team to the transporter room. I'm on my
way.
Picard stands up and begins to walk toward the turbo-lift.
EXT. LAMIA POTU
DATA
Transporter room, two to beam up.
INT. ENTERPRISE - BRIDGE - ANGLE PICARD
Picard is standing in the turbo-lift. The doors are open.
PICARD
Two to beam up?
The turbo-lift doors shut.
INT. ENTERPRISE - SICK BAY
Pulaski is arranging devices and pushing buttons on various
consoles. The Sick Bay doors open and two orderlies push a
gurney with Troi on it into the room. Picard and Data walk in
behind them.
DATA
I am sorry, sir. I truly did not mean to
misplace Commander Riker.
The orderlies stop the gurney next to the examining table.
Pulaski sweeps her medi-scanner over Troi. Picard and Data
move in closer to the table. Pulaski withdraws the medi-
scanner.
PICARD
How is she, Doctor?
PULASKI
She seems to be in a state of shock. I'll
know more after a complete examination.
Pulaski turns to the orderlies.
PULASKI
(continuing)
Transfer her to the examining table and
administer 3cc's of sodial valnine.
ANGLE PICARD
Picard touches his communicator.
PICARD
Captain to bridge.
INT. ENTERPRISE - BRIDGE - ANGLE WORF
WORF
Lt. Worf, here.
PICARD
(over bridge speaker)
Mr. Data and I will be in the de-
briefing room. You and Lt. La Forge join
us there.
WORF
Aye, sir.
INT. ENTERPRISE - SICK BAY
Picard and Data turn to leave the room.
PICARD
Doctor, let me know when she becomes
conscious.
Picard and Data exit. Pulaski turns to the examining table
and begins to push buttons on the console. The panel to
Pulaski's left illuminates and a three dimensional
representation of the brain appears and rotates on the
screen. There are many multi-colored flashes surrounding it.
Pulaski places her hands on either side of Troi's face.
PULASKI
(loudly)
Deanna! Deanna! You're in Sick Bay. This
is Doctor Pulaski, can you hear me?
Pulaski looks at the screen as she talks. Some sections of
the brain glow briefly and then dim. Pulaski removes her
hands from Troi's face and turns to one of the orderlies.
PULASKI
(continuing)
There is a great deal of brain activity
but it is all directed within. She's just
not responding properly to external
stimuli. All we can do now is keep her
comfortable and hope she comes out of it
on her own.
INT. ENTERPRISE - DE-BRIEFING ROOM
Picard, Data, Geordi and Worf are seated around the table.
PICARD
So, Mr. Data, in your opinion, this
Sonam is the source of Counselor Troi's
condition?
DATA
Unquestionably, sir, his mental power far
exceeds my understanding of the abilities
of Vulcans.
PICARD
And the other Vulcans continued their
unusual behavior? They took no notice?
DATA
Quite correct, sir.
Picard leans back in his chair and cups his chin in his hand.
PICARD
To sum up, we have what appears to be the
leader of a group of nonconformists, who
has initiated an attack on Counselor
Troi. They may or may not be the catalyst
which brought about the state of R'poen.
The First Officer is missing and
potentially in danger.
WORF
(anxiously)
Captain, I'll put together an armed
security detail to beam immediately down
to the planet and locate Commander Riker.
GEORDI
I agree, sir, and request permission to
join them.
Picard sits straight up in his chair.
PICARD
Unfortunately, gentleman, I'm going to
have to veto that. We are dealing with a
very complex and touchy situation. Vulcan
is a member of the Federation and, as
such, is entitled to our aid when
requested. (pause) There has been no such
request.
GEORDI
But what about Commander Riker? We just
can't leave him down there, sir.
PICARD
Geordi, I am also concerned about Will.
Our first duty is as representatives of
Starfleet. We have insufficient
information to justify interfering.
Therefore, Mr. Data and I are beaming
down to the planet. I will attempt to
determine our role in these events. Mr.
Data will search for Commander Riker.
Picard stands up. The others follow.
PICARD
(continuing)
Mr. La Forge, you have the Con. Do not
initiate any further action. Should you
feel that we have been out of
communication too long, you may report to
Vice-Admiral Coburn and await his orders.
Make the record of this briefing
available to Doctor Pulaski.
EXT. ENTERPRISE
The Enterprise is in orbit around Vulcan.
INT. LAMIA POTU
Picard and Data are walking down the corridor.
PICARD
(continuing)
Mr. Data, I find this situation
personally distressing because of my
admiration for the Vulcan way.
Considering the price that all Vulcans
have paid for their peace of mind, how
can this group cast it aside so casually?
DATA
Perhaps, Vulcan is in the early stages of
a period of civil unrest. Much like
Earth's mid-twentieth century or France
of the 14th and 15th centuries under the
reigns of Charles the Cruel and Louis the
Wise or was it Charles the Wise and Louis
the Cruel? (pause) At any rate, I would
think of interest to you, Captain, Louis
the XI was, in 1465, when France was on
the verge of anarchy, able to rally the
bourgeoisie and maintain his power.
Despite the fact, that he was an ugly,
obese, sickly man with a large head.
ANGLE DATA
Data looks at Picard, questioningly.
BACK TO SHOT
PICARD
Yes, Data, your analogies may have some
bearing. As long as you don't carry them
to far and cast me as Louis the Cruel,
also known as the Universal Spider.
Picard and Data walk up to the junction of the two paths.
They stop and Data points toward the left path.
DATA
That, sir, is the path Commander Riker
followed.
PICARD
Do be careful, Data. I've already lost
one valuable crew member and I do not
intend to lose another.
DATA
(pleased)
Thank you, sir. But it is you who will be
facing a powerful being.
Data and Picard begin to walk down their separate paths.
INT. LAMIA POTU - LARGE CHAMBER
Sonam is seated on the raised area, drinking from a goblet.
There is a Vulcan male in the sunken area near the smoking
pit. He is playing a Vulcan harp. One female is dancing
suggestively on the runway and around the pit. Some of the
Vulcans are watching the dance, while the others are engaging
in lusty behavior. The female is directing her dance to Sonam
who is obviously enjoying it. Picard appears in the entrance
way and looks around the chamber. A few of the Vulcan males
reach up from the sunken area and pull the dancer down with
them. There is much laughter and the music stops. Picard
steps forward. Sonam glances at Picard, puts down the goblet
and claps his hands.
SONAM
Attention, enlightened ones. We have a
guest.
The chamber grows very quiet and the occupants focus their
attention on Sonam and Picard.
PICARD
I am Captain Jean-Luc Picard of the
United Starship Enterprise. Am I
addressing Sonam?
SONAM
(motioning with his hand)
Come in, come in, Captain. Join us. Let
us not stand on ceremony.
Picard steps farther onto the runway.
PICARD
Under other circumstances, I would accept
your hospitality but I am here to locate
one of my crew members. Do you have any
knowledge of his whereabouts?
Sonam laughs.
SONAM
(to the Vulcans)
Sel'Piah Humahn takt'Laktia!
The Vulcans laugh.
PICARD
(stoically)
Sel'Piah Vulcan lakeeb Kolinar.
The crowd gasps.
SONAM
(to the crowd)
The Captain is no ordinary human.
(to Picard) You have knowledge of Vulcan!
PICARD
(stepping forward)
Enough to know that this (spreads his
arms) is not Vulcan.
SONAM
Sad, very sad. Your observation is
obsolete. We are the new Vulcan.
Picard takes another step forward. The smoke in the room is
beginning to effect Picard. Perspiration breaks out on his
forehead and he reaches up to wipe it away.
PICARD
What caused this? Where is your self-
discipline? This is not logical.
Sonam stands up and takes a step forward onto the runway.
SONAM
On the contrary, this is quite logical.
Is it logical for a being to deny his
inner self? We wear a mask of no emotion
while inside our flesh screams with
feelings.
The crowd, in a loud whisper, chants "Sonam" twice. Sonam
takes another step forward. Picard sways slightly and takes a
half step back.
SONAM
(continuing)
For too long, as a race, we have caged
ourselves. Slaves to our thoughts. Cold
computer minds existing in dead
isolation.
Picard sways back a step. The crowd chants "Sonam" twice.
Sonam takes a step forward.
SONAM
(continuing)
We choose life!
Picard attempts to stand up straight, as if trying to
maintain control.
PICARD
You are very small in number. Vulcans all
over the Galaxy are fighting you in
R'poen and the Federation supports them.
Sonam takes a step forward.
SONAM
You are wrong, Captain. R'poen supports
us and one of your Federation is with us,
also.
Sonam points to his right, indicating a dark corner.
SONAM
(continuing)
Your Number One!
ANGLE DARK CORNER
Two females untangle themselves, revealing Riker. He is
dressed the same as the Vulcans. He has his arms around them
and kisses them, oblivious to the rest of the chamber.
BACK TO SHOT
Picard staggers back as if he has been struck. He is now back
to the entrance. He stops and shakes his head, trying to
clear it. He continues to stagger back into the corridor. The
crowd chants loudly, once, "Sonam".
INT. LAMIA POTU - RIGHT PATH
Data walks out of the opening to the left of the entrance to
the large chamber. Picard staggers out of the entrance. Data
rushes over to support him so he does not fall.
DATA
Are you ill, Captain?
Picard is moaning and having trouble breathing. Data puts one
hand to Picard's face and stares, intently at him.
DATA
(continuing)
Pulse rapid, perspiration, pupils
dilated. Sir, I believe you have been
drugged.
INT. ENTERPRISE - SICK BAY
Pulaski is seated at a console near where Troi is lying,
still unconscious. Troi begins to moan. Pulaski jerks her
head in that direction and then stands up and rushes to her
side.
PULASKI
Deanna, can you hear me?
Troi squirms and moans a little.
PULASKI
(continuing)
Do you know where you are?
Troi moans louder and her eyelids flutter.
PULASKI
(continuing)
You must try to come out of it. Tell me
where you are.
TROI
(distant)
I cannot allow this... I have to stop it.
PULASKI
Deanna, you're safe, now. You're in Sick
Bay. Try to wake up.
Troi moves her head back and forth, as if struggling.
TROI
Captain! Get out, Captain.
Troi stops struggling and opens her eyes wide.
TROI
(continuing)
My beloved Bill is lost. Tears begin to
stream down her face. A communicator
tone is heard over the Sick Bay speakers.
MORAN
(over speakers)
This is Transporter Chief Moran. Captain
Picard and Commander Data have just
beamed up and it appears the Captain is
in some difficulty. They're on their way
to Sick Bay. Transporter room out.
Pulaski touches her communicator.
PULASKI
This is Dr. Pulaski. All medical
personnel go to stand-by alert.
ANGLE SICK BAY DOORS
Picard and Data walk through the Sick Bay doors. Data is
still supporting Picard who is protesting.
PICARD
I assure you, Mr. Data, I'm quite
alright. You may let me go of me, now.
PULASKI
(walking over to them)
Captain, you sit down right over here and
let me be the judge of that.
ANGLE PICARD, DATA AND PULASKI
Pulaski is pointing toward a chair. Data attempts to maneuver
Picard in that direction.
PICARD
How is the Counselor? Is she conscious?
PULASKI
Sit! Now!
Picard shrugs his shoulders and sits down. Pulaski sweeps her
medi-scanner around Picard.
DATA
(hovering)
Doctor, the Captain was exposed to a mind-
altering substance. It was an easy
deduction, for me. A text-book case.
Rapid pulse, pupils...
PULASKI
(cutting him off; sharply)
Your diagnosis is confirmed, "Doctor"
Data.
PICARD
Yes, thank you, Commander. But, perhaps,
your talents would be better utilized on
the bridge.
Data looks at Picard and stiffens.
DATA
Indeed, as you wish, sir. Data executes a
very, military turn and exits the room.
PULASKI
Whatever the drug was, Jean-Luc, the
effects are dissipating, rapidly.
PICARD
Doctor, I want a full analysis of that
drug, immediately. I want to know what it
is.
Pulaski motions to an aide, who walks over to her.
PULASKI
Take this medi-scanner and give me a
complete break-down on the laboratory
computer and cancel stand-by alert.
Pulaski hands the medi-scanner to the aide, who exits the
room.
ANGLE TROI
TROI
Captain, where are you? Are you still in
the chamber?
WIDER ANGLE
Picard stands up. He and Pulaski walk over to Troi. Her eyes
are open but she is staring, vacantly.
PICARD
I'm here, Counselor, with you in Sick
Bay.
PULASKI
She became semi-conscious a little while
ago and seemed very concerned about you.
TROI
I knew you were in danger. I know I'm
in Sick Bay. It is as if I am also in the
chamber. Captain, I'm afraid. I must
break free.
PICARD
(soothing)
Deanna, I understand. But it is important
that I know what is happening. Please try
to tell me what you are feeling.
TROI
It is very difficult, Captain. His mind
is possessed with great power and
intelligence but his emotions exist on
many levels without restraint.
PULASKI
Captain, it may not be wise to continue
this. Deanna is very vulnerable.
PICARD
(ignoring Pulaski)
Go deeper. I must know the origin of his
actions.
Troi winces, as if in pain.
TROI
Many forces are working against him.
Tremendous self-hatred and frustration
that result in fierce anger.
Troi winces again.
PULASKI
That's enough! I've got to sedate her.
PICARD
So be it.
Pulaski administers an injection. Troi relaxes, immediately.
PICARD
(continuing)
In your opinion, Doctor, what kind of
personality did she describe?
PULASKI
It's not my speciality but it sounds like
the manifestations of a deep-rooted
psychosis.
INT. LAMIA POTU - LARGE CHAMBER
Sonam is seated on the raised area, holding a goblet. He
appears restless and tense. He throws down the goblet,
thrusts out both arms and pushes over the two, stone pillars
on either side of him. The statues fall over and break. One
of the Vulcan females comes over to him and tries to stroke
him. He pushes her away and forces the tips of his fingers
together, concentrating on his hands.
INT. ENTERPRISE - CAPTAIN'S QUARTERS
Picard is seated with his hand placed on the panel of his
Vulcan computer. Vulcan symbols appear on the view-screen. A
tone is heard.
PULASKI
(over speaker)
Captain, it's Dr. Pulaski. I have the
lab results.
PICARD
Come.
The door opens and Pulaski walks in. She is holding a small,
square, object in her hand. She walks over to where Picard is
seated and stands, waiting patiently.
PICARD
One moment. I (pause) just have to
finish...
Picard lifts his hand off of the panel and abruptly turns to
face Pulaski.
PICARD
(continuing)
What have you found, Doctor?
Pulaski has been staring at the Vulcan computer.
PULASKI
(startled)
It is an unknown drug, sir. By its
chemical composition, it appears to
affect certain areas of the brain, making
the user open to suggestion and more
easily influenced. It could cause a
distorted sense of reality, depending on
the dosage and the way it enters the
body.
Picard extends his open hand toward Pulaski.
PICARD
That is insufficient for my needs. I'll
feed the information into my computer.
Pulaski hands him the small, square object. Picard turns back
to the computer and puts the square into a slot to the left
of the panel. Picard puts his hand back onto the silhouette
and Vulcan symbols scroll up the view-screen.
PULASKI
Excuse me, Captain. Just what kind of
computer is that?
PICARD
(tersely)
Another time, Doctor.
Pulaski opens her mouth as if to speak. She closes her mouth
and looks miffed. She folds her arms and begins tapping her
right hand against her left arm. Picard takes his hand off of
the panel, hesitates, then turns back around to Pulaski.
PICARD
(continuing)
This is indeed interesting. The drug is
Saturah, derived from the Saturah plant.
It was used during Vulcan's barbaric age.
Pulaski drops her arms and listens, intently.
PICARD
(continuing)
The use of the drug was banned and the
plant was thought extinct for over five
thousand years.
PULASKI
Then where did it come from?
PICARD
Recently, there has been a resurgence of
the drug usage on outposts near the
Romulan Neutral Zone.
PULASKI
Romulans! How did it get back on Vulcan?
PICARD
That is a very, good question, Doctor. I
must go back and face Sonam to find the
answer. Can you concoct an antitoxin?
PULASKI
I could give you a general, neural
stimulant. But, Captain, the effects
would be unpredictable and possibly
dangerous. I am a Doctor and I cannot, in
good conscience, sanction it.
Picard folds his hands and looks at Pulaski, intensely.
ANGLE PICARD
PICARD
There is no alternative. We are
Starfleet. The future of a Federation
planet is at stake. One of my crew is
suffering mental anguish and another has
been made to violate his sworn oath.
Discounting my personal kinship to Vulcan
philosophy, my duty is clear.
BACK TO SHOT
Picard places both hands, palms down, on the desk.
PICARD
(continuing)
Now, please leave, as it will take a
moment for me to prepare.
Picard places the tips of his fingers together and
concentrates on his hands.
EXT. ENTERPRISE
The Enterprise is in orbit around Vulcan.
INT. LAMIA POTU - LARGE CHAMBER
Riker is seated in the lower level, near the smoking pit. A
Vulcan female rips a piece of meat from a skewer and puts it
in her mouth. She looks seductively at Riker. He leans
forward and bites the end of the meat and strokes her arm
with his hand. Sonam is standing on the runway above Riker.
Another Vulcan female is standing next to him.
SONAM
You are enjoying yourself, Number One. I
am prepared to provide many such
pleasures to a valuable convert, such as
yourself.
RIKER
(distracted)
I like to think I'm open to new ideas.
Especially, when they're presented so
attractively.
SONAM
I am intrigued by your experience and
knowledge of the Galaxy. I am sure
someone of your rank could tell me much.
Riker stiffens and stops stroking the female. Riker looks at
Sonam, suspiciously, and tries to stand up.
RIKER
I think it's time I got back to the ship.
Sonam stares deeply into Riker's eyes.
SONAM
You do not have to leave, now.
Sonam turns to the Vulcan female as Riker slumps back to the
floor. Sonam whispers to the female, who smiles.
SONAM
(continuing)
Stay and indulge yourself with my special
one.
The female steps down to the lower level and embraces Riker,
tightly.
ANGLE ENTRANCE
Picard is standing in the entrance. He stares directly at
Sonam and then steps confidently onto the runway.
WIDER ANGLE
SONAM
(continuing)
Captain! Have you come to celebrate the
New Vulcan or do you delight in being
humiliated?
Picard takes a step forward.
PICARD
I see nothing new here. This is Vulcan
crawling in its infancy.
SONAM
How dare you, a mere human, presume to
judge us?
Picard takes another step forward.
PICARD
I dare, because I submit that you are a
liar and a fraud. You are using drugs and
superior, telepathic power to twist and
manipulate the minds of these young
Vulcans.
The noise level in the chamber lessens as the group begins to
take notice. They turn and face the runway. Sonam takes a
step backward.
SONAM
Manipulate? My followers are free. I
brought the drug as a gift. It
intensifies our appreciation for feelings
too long buried.
Picard takes another step forward.
PICARD
Your gift is Saturah.
The group of Vulcans gasps.
PICARD
(continuing)
Known to be in use near the Romulan
Neutral Zone. Do you propose that your
followers behave like Romulans?
SONAM
We are all proud to show our common
ancestry and emulate our brothers, the
Romulans.
Picard takes another step forward.
PICARD
A true Vulcan would not display pride and
would not select such violent,
insensitive rabble as his pattern.
Sonam takes a step backward. The chamber is absolutely quiet.
SONAM
(wildly)
Violent, prideful, yes, the way a Romulan
father should be. Unlike my cold,
unfeeling, cursed Vulcan mother!
Picard takes another step forward and addresses the chamber.
ANGLE PICARD
PICARD
(methodically)
The truth has been revealed.
You have been led astray by a disturbed
soul. Reach deep within your Vulcan
heart. Extend your mind and become one in
R'poen.
BACK TO SHOT
Individual Vulcans turn to each other and place their hands
on each others' faces.
ANGLE SONAM
Sonam presses his hands against his head, as if in pain. He
reels backwards toward the raised area. He stands straight,
facing Picard and crosses his arms. He forcefully pounds his
shoulders with his clenched fists and disappears in a
transporter beam.
ANGLE PICARD AND RIKER
Riker struggles to pull himself up onto the runway. Picard
extends his hand and helps him up. Riker shakes his head, as
if trying to shake off the effects of the drug.
PICARD
(continuing)
Welcome back, Number One.
RIKER
Am I welcome, sir, after what I've done?
Picard still has hold of Riker's right hand. With his left
hand, Picard grasps Riker's right arm, reassuringly.
PICARD
I won't ask you about your Vulcan
experiences, if you don't ask me about
mine.
Picard's communicator beeps. He releases Riker and touches
his communicator.
ANGLE PICARD
PICARD
(continuing)
Picard, here.
DATA
(over communicator)
Sir, the shield is no longer blocking our
sensors. Do you wish to beam up?
PICARD
A transporter beam emanated from this
chamber. Mr. Data, I want to know the
destination, immediately.
DATA
(over communicator)
It did register on our sensors, sir. We
attempted to trace it, unsuccessfully.
WIDER ANGLE
A tall, thin figure in a white, hooded robe (Spock?) appears
on the runway. Picard notices him and steps away from Riker.
PICARD
Commander Riker is standing approximately
one meter in front of me. Lock on and
beam him up. I shall follow, momentarily.
Riker disappears in a transporter beam as the robed figure
walks toward Picard. Picard turns to the figure.
PICARD
(continuing)
Tell me, ancient one. How is it that The
Way did not prevail?
ROBED FIGURE
You are here, are you not?
INT. ENTERPRISE - BRIDGE - A SHORT TIME LATER
Riker, Troi, Data, Geordi and Worf are at their posts. The
Captain's chair is empty. A period of time passes in absolute
silence. Data looks around the bridge, curiously. His glance
stops on Riker, who appears deep in thought. Riker notices
Data.
RIKER
Something wrong, Mr. Data?
DATA
An observation, sir. I do not recall the
bridge ever being this somber.
GEORDI
(turning around)
That's right, Commander Riker. You and
Counselor Troi do look different to
me.
TROI
You are both correct. My experience with
a malevolent being such as Sonam has left
me with inner turmoil that I have not yet
resolved.
ANGLE RIKER
Riker glances at Troi briefly and then casts his eyes
downward.
ANGLE WORF
WORF
He is, after all, half Romulan. This is
just the sort of covert, unscrupulous
action they would take to infiltrate the
Federation.
ANGLE RIKER
RIKER
You may have a point, Lt. Worf. Whatever
his motives, he obviously didn't expect
to come up against our formidable
Captain. The confrontation was beyond
words.
WIDER ANGLE
The turbo-lift door opens and Picard starts to walk onto the
bridge.
DATA
(to Riker)
Sir, you will, no doubt, always find it
difficult to describe the Captain's
tremendous feat.
Picard has been walking briskly toward his chair and appears
not to have heard Data. He sits down and settles back.
Everyone has been looking at him. Picard continues to look
directly at the main viewer. Data turns back around.
Everyone's attention is focused on the main viewer. Picard
sits up a little, glances down at his feet, then settles back
in the chair.
PICARD
Take us out of orbit, Mr. Data.
THE END
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