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 Picard:
"Captain's log, Stardate 43779.3. The Enterprise is
preparing detailed exospheric charts of the Hayashi
system. Although tedious, this endeavour is the first
step toward planet colonisation." |
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 Data:
"Captain, sensors report the USS Hood is closing on an
intercept course at high warp."
Picard: "That's odd. We weren't notified of a
rendezvous."
Riker: "They seem to be in an awful hurry."
Worf: "Sir, we are being hailed on a secured
channel by Captain DeSoto."
Picard: "On screen.
 DeSoto
[on viewscreen]: "Sorry to sneak up on you like that,
Jean Luc."
Picard: "Robert, why didn't you inform us?"
DeSoto [on viewscreen]: "Out here, you never know
who's listening. Keeps you on your toes, anyway. Hey,
Will. Will, you getting soft on that luxury liner?"
Picard: "So, old friend. How are you?"
 DeSoto
[on viewscreen]: "Well, you know, they send you Galaxy
Class boys out here to the far reaches. Me, I'm just
hauling my butt back and forth between starbases."
Picard:
"But not today."
DeSoto [on viewscreen]: "No, not today.
Starfleet's got new orders for you. This is top
priority. They need the fastest ship in the fleet and
the best people. That is you."
 Picard:
"If time is so important, why didn't they transmit the
orders by subspace?
DeSoto [on viewscreen]: "They're worried about
Romulan eavesdropping on this one. And we've got a
passenger for you. Hard to send by subspace."
Picard: "What sort of passenger?"
DeSoto [on viewscreen]: "Mission specialist.
He'll bring your
 orders
aboard with him. His name is Tam Elbrun."
Riker: "As in Tam Elbrun of the Ghorusda
disaster?"
DeSoto [on viewscreen]: "The same. What can I
say? Your orders are to cooperate fully with him. Best
of luck, folks. Hood out."
Data: "Sir, the Hood is slowing to impulse."
Picard: "Mister Data, come with me."
Troi: "Captain, let me come with you to greet
Tam."
 Picard:
"You know him?"
Troi: "I do. He was at the university on Betazed
when I studied psychology there."
Picard: "Oh, I see. He was a colleague of yours."
Troi: "No. He was a patient." |
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 Troi:
"Tam is a telepath of extraordinary talent, even for a
Betazoid. He's a specialist in first contact with new
life forms. He's a very unique person, but he's not what
you might expect, Captain."
(O'Brien beams the man in)
Picard: "Welcome aboard the Enterprise. I'm..."
Tam: "Captain Picard, right?. Here. (tosses a
Data file to Picard)
 You
want to know all about your mission. Everything's on
there. Orders and briefings, destination and heading,
all that. Dee, I sensed you were out here. How've you
been?"
Troi: I've been fine, but I thought..."
Tam + Troi: "you were on thought you were on
Chandra Five."
Data: "Sir."
Tam: "Who? What are you?"
 Data:
"I am Data. An android."
Tam: "Incredible, an
android. I can't read you at all. It's like you're not
there."
Picard: "Data."
Tam: "Oh. You better hurry up to the bridge with
that. Captain wants you to run the orders, scan the
technical schematics, and be ready to brief him in ten
minutes. Right?"
 Picard:
"Number One?"
Riker (Over Comm): "Riker here."
Picard: "Will you meet Commander Data on the
Bridge. He has our orders and new heading."
Riker (Over Comm): "Aye, sir."
(Data leaves)
Picard: "And assemble the bridge staff for a
mission briefing in
 fifteen
minutes. Picard out. Mister Elbrun. Would you..."
Tam: "Care to see my quarters? No. I'd rather get
this briefing over with. Then be left alone until I'm
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 LaForge:
"I've heard something about Ghorusda. Weren't there
about forty people killed?"
Riker: "Forty seven, including the captain of the
Adelphi and two friends from my class at the Academy."
LaForge: "Sorry."
Riker: "Main Bridge."
LaForge: "So what happened?"
 Riker:
"It was a first contact situation. Ghorusdan culture is
so complex and different, that the Federation sent a
specialist to prevent misunderstanding."
LaForge: "So that was Tam Elbrun. What happened
was his fault?"
Riker: "Not directly. Board of inquiry blamed
Darson for carelessness about Ghorusdan cultural taboos.
But if Elbrun was so good, why didn't he warn Darson?
What was he doing there if he couldn't sense that much
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 Data:
"Our orders are to proceed to this star, Beta
Stromgren. Scientists have discovered that it is in
the final stages of an alternating cycle of
expansion and collapse, and will soon result in a
supernova. However, the unmanned long range space
probe sent by Starfleet to observe the process has
discovered something much more."
Tam: "Oh, Data don't waste time. They call it
Tin Man. The Vega
 probe
found it orbiting Stromgren."
LaForge: "Looks like some kind of ship."
Tam: "Its energy source is unknown. The
people who've studied the transmissions think it's a
starship. And they're sure it's alive."
Picard: "Alive? How?"
LaForge: "A cybernetic
organism like the Borg?"
Tam: "No, no, no. Here. Starfleet believes
it's an organic creature,
 born
in space, living its life in the wastes between
stars. No one knows where it came from, or why it's
here. But we're going to meet it. We're going to
talk to it. I'm going to talk to it."
Riker: "Have attempts been made..."
Tam: "To communicate with it by subspace. Of
course. Linguacode, universal translation, all that.
It won't work. Tin Man is too different. Direct mind
to mind contact is our only hope."
 Troi:
"The opportunity for discovery is extraordinary but
I don't understand Starfleet's urgency."
Picard: "Romulans."
Tam: "Hell, I forgot. The
Romulans."
Picard: "They claim that sector of space
where Beta Stromgren is located."
Worf: "The Romulans claim all that is in
their field of vision."
 Data:
"They routinely monitor the telemetry of our deep
space probes."
Picard: "Then they will certainly be sending
a ship of their own to investigate this Tin Man."
Tam: No. "Actually, they're sending two.
Data?"
Data: "That is correct. Starbase one two
three has detected two D'daridex class cruisers on
an intercept course. The top speed of
 this
class cruiser is known to be less than ours.
Therefore we do have some advantage."
Picard: "Then, it's a race? An alien
intelligence, a new life form, representing a
technology far beyond that of either the Romulans or
ourselves. The Romulans will certainly take whatever
measures are required to secure this creature for
study."
LaForge: "Study as in dissecting, I'd bet."
 Picard:
"Mister Data, you are our resident honour student in
exobiology. I'm assigning you to head up the Life
Sciences on this mission."
Data: "Aye, sir."
Tam: "Excellent."
Picard: "Meeting adjourned, then."
(As everyone but Picard, Riker, Tam and Data leave)
 Tam:
"So, Data, I guess you're the brains of this outfit,
huh?"
Picard: "Mister Elbrun, one of the reasons
I'm asking you to work closely with a member of my
staff is to avoid any further omissions. The
possibility of an encounter with Romulans on this
mission is hardly trivial. And yet..."
Tam: "All right, all right. I should have
brought up the Romulans earlier, but I was
distracted. And no, Billy boy, I wasn't distracted
on Ghorusda. If Darson had listened to me, no one
would have died. No? Well I don't care whether you
believe that or not."
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 Picard:
"Captain's log, supplemental. Travelling at high warp,
we are still several days from rendezvous with the
mysterious entity which Starfleet has christened Tin
Man. My immediate concern is with Tam Elbrun. Starfleet
considers his unique abilities crucial to our mission,
yet he seems to me unstable." |
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 Crusher:
"Well, according to his medical records and psych
profile, he's very high on the ESP scale. A sort of
prodigy."
Picard: "A prodigy? In what sense?"
Troi: "Well, in most Betazoids our telepathic
gifts develop at adolescence."
Picard: "You mean you're not born reading minds?"
Troi: "No. Except for some reason that no one
understands,
 occasionally
a Betazoid child is born
different."
Picard: "How different?"
Crusher: "Born with his telepathic abilities
switched on."
Troi: "Most Betazoids born like that never lead a
normal life."
Crusher: "The noise of other people's thoughts
and feelings must be overwhelming, incomprehensible,
especially to a child."
Troi: "And painful. Early diagnosis and special
training did help
 Tam
adjust, but he has some problems."
Picard: "You mentioned a hospitalisation."
Troi: "For stress. Repeatedly, throughout his
life."
Crusher: "I always wonder what holds one person
together through that kind of struggle, while another
goes under?"
Picard: "Yes, well, he's evidently done more than
hold together. He's the indispensable man. The
Federation's finest specialist in
 communication
with unknown life forms."
Crusher: "The more unusual a life form is, the
better he likes it. His personnel file shows that he's
gravitated toward assignments that isolate him from
other humanoids." |
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 Wesley:
"Commander Data, I'm picking up an unusual echo from my
navigational sensors."
Worf: "Something is out there, sir, tracking us,
matching our speed and heading. Something which does not
fully register on our instruments."
Data: "Since there is no known natural phenomenon
capable of travel at warp velocities, there are but two
possibilities. Either it is
 a
sensor malfunction, another ship is following us
covertly."
Worf: "It is not a sensor malfunction.
Data: "Agreed."
Wesley: "But Commander, if it is a Romulan ship,
with their cloaking device we shouldn't pick them up at
all."
LaForge: "Unless they're pulling so much power
for something else that they can't
fully cloak."
 Wesley:
"Like what?"
LaForge: "Ask the Romulans. If it is the Romulans."
Data: "Lieutenant, continue monitoring the
precise position of the echo. Any sudden change in its
behaviour, initiate Yellow Alert."
Worf: "Aye, sir." |
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 Tam:
"Come in."
(Deanna enters)
Tam: "How're things in the land of the
living?"
Troi: "I thought you might be lonely. No one
sees you except Data."
Tam: "Lonely? I can hear everything that
everyone on this ship thinks. No one besides you
seems to be missing my charming..."
 Troi:
"You want them to dislike you. Why?"
Tam: "Because I'm not a nice man. Okay, okay.
Because they scare me. They're too many minds. I
can't shut them out. I never could learn. All their
loves, their hates, their fears, their needs. It's
like a tide that never ebbs. I could drown."
Troi: "I remember."
Tam: "You understood, at least a little, how
I felt. I see you finally
 found
a place to fit in. People to care about."
Troi: "And you're still looking."
Tam: "Then there's
Ghorusda. I've got enough doubt in my reliability
without having to listen to Riker's and Picard's..."
Troi: "What happened there?"
Tam: "I thought everyone knew."
Troi: "No. What happened to you?"
 Tam:
"Maybe I got too involved with the Ghorusdans, with
their point of view. It happens to me. I wanted
everyone to get along. I could have warned Darson
more forcefully."
Troi: "So, after that you ran away? The last
I heard, you were the only Federation delegate
assigned to Chandra Five."
Tam: "Beautiful creatures, the Chandrans.
Their minds are glacial. They have a lovely three
day ritual for saying hello. Peaceful,
 untroubled
people."
Troi: "Unlike humanoids?"
Tam: "Well, except for your friend Data. I
like him. He's restful."
Troi: "I believe your impression of Data is
probably unique."
Tam: "Yeah? Well, having to get to know
someone, just once, has its appeal. I mean, talking
to them, instead of getting it all at once up here
whether I want it or not."
 Troi:
"But you accepted this mission. You could have
stayed on Chandra Five. You willingly came aboard a
ship with over a thousand people."
Tam: "How could I not? Think of it, Dee. This
intelligence that swims naked through space like a
fish in the sea. Totally alien, mysterious, not like
us at all. Ancient. And alone. So lonely, for so
long."
Troi: "How can you know that? Tam? You're in
contact with it. With Tin Man. Aren't you?"
Tam: "No. Well, yes, a little. But not quite
on a conscious level."
Troi: "We're light years away. That's
impossible, even for you."
Tam: "Impossible for me. Maybe not impossible
for Tin Man."
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 Picard:
"Status report, Number One?"
Riker: "We've reached the outer regions of the
Beta Stromgren system. On course for orbital intercept
of Tin Man, ETA eighteen minutes."
Picard: "Grand."
Riker: "Not altogether. Astrophysics reports that
the star's rate of collapse has increased. It could go
supernova in the next few
 days."
Data: "Captain, we are receiving relayed sensor
Data from the Vega Probe, including visuals."
Picard: "On screen. Magnify. Remarkable. Computer
locate Tam Elbrun."
Computer: "Tam Elbrun is in turbolift one, en
route to the main Bridge."
 Picard:
"Of course."
Worf: "Captain. Our sensors are detecting a
subspace wave front of highly ionised particles
preceding the object which is tracking us."
(Troi and Tam have entered)
Picard: "Yellow Alert. On screen."
(Its a Romulan Warbird) |
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 Worf:
"Romulan warbird closing. They are arming main
disruptors, Captain."
Picard: "Go to Red Alert. Shields to maximum."
Riker: "Arm photon torpedoes and stand by, Mister
Worf."
Worf: "Aye, sir.
Riker: "I thought you said the Enterprise was
faster than this Romulan."
 Data:
"In fact, we are, Commander. However..."
Picard: "Evasive, Mister Crusher. Hailing
frequencies."
Tam: "I guarantee that they don't want to talk to
you, Captain."
(Weapons hit, and the lights dim. The Romulan makes a
strafing run then heads for the star)
Worf: "The Romulan has passed us."
Picard:
"Damage report."
 Worf:
"Casualties reported. Seventy percent loss to the
shields."
Tam: "Their attack on us was incidental,
Captain."
Picard: "Incidental?"
Tam: "Yes. To delay us."
Data: "Captain, it would appear that the
Romulan's intent is to contact Tin Man first, at any
cost. According to my sensor readings, the warbird has
exceeded maximum engine output by
 thirty
percent. They seem to have irreparable damage to their
warp coils."
Riker: "So they kept up with us by sacrificing their
ability to re-enter Romulan space."
Picard: "One way trip."
Tam: "There is one more trailing us, Captain. A
day or two behind. Data's right. This one's job is to
beat us to Tin Man at any cost."
 Picard:
"You read all this, telepathically?"
Tam: "In the mind of the Romulan commander during
the attack."
Picard: "Very well. Mister Crusher, all stop."
Wesley: "Aye, sir." |
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 Picard:
"If the Romulans wish the honour of the first contact,
let them have it."
Tam: "You're out of your mind, Picard! What if
the Romulans find a way to persuade Tin Man to..."
Picard: "I think the chances of that is remote.
And if you will be still, Mister Elbrun, you may learn."
Tam: "What?"
Picard: "That being first, at any cost, is not
always the point. Mister Data, while we await repairs, I
want Life Sciences and Engineering to continue
collecting information on the alien. And query the Vega
Nine probe, long range sensors."
Data: "Aye, sir." |
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 Tam:
"You do a lot of your work here?"
Data: "Yes. I have configured these instruments
to display information with greater speed and efficiency
than stations used by the others."
Tam: "Nice. A little Spartan."
Data: "Spartan?"
Tam: "Lots of work space, not much room to live.
I don't guess
 you
sleep."
Data: "I
have tried it from time to time. But you are correct. I
do not require rest."
Tam: "But you paint."
Data: "The creature's anatomy appears most
peculiar."
Tam: "In what way?"
Data: "It is indeed laid out as a vessel with
what appear to be
 corridors
and chambers. An internal environment suitable for
carbon based life forms is being maintained, yet there
is no evidence of a crew aboard. Tin Man is a living
being which has been bred or has adapted itself to serve
a purpose. I find that interesting."
Tam: "Why? Must living beings have a purpose? Or
do we exist for no reason but to exist?"
 Data:
"I do not believe I am qualified to express an opinion."
Tam: "Ah, Data, you're uniquely qualified. You
think a great deal about humanity and you're an honest
researcher. You don't treat anything as trivial, or
irrelevant. You want to try it all."
Data: "You said in the transporter room that you
could not read my mind."
Tam: "True enough. But I think I understand you
pretty well. It
 worries
you that I can't read your mind?"
Data: "Perhaps there is nothing to read. Nothing
more than mechanisms and algorithmic responses."
Tam: "Perhaps you're just different. Not a sin,
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 Data:
"Captain, the Romulan ship is hailing the alien using
their equivalent of linguacode."
Riker: "Response?"
Data: "Nothing so far, Commander."
Tam: "Why should it answer? What could it
possibly have in common with them?"
Riker: "But you're so sure it'll talk to you."
 Worf:
"Captain, the Romulans are arming all disruptors."
Picard: "Yellow alert. Prepare for evasive action
at the first change in the Romulan's course."
Riker: "With our shields in their present
condition, we can't..."
Tam: "No! No! We're not the target. It's Tin
Man."
Picard: "What do you mean? Do they intend to
destroy it?"
Tam: "Those are their orders if they can't secure
the alien."
 Picard:
"Increase speed to intercept the Romulan vessel."
Wesley: "Their lead is too great, sir."
Picard: "Hail them. We cannot allow them..."
Tam: "They won't listen to you!"
(Tam closes his eyes and clenches his fists)
Tam: "Danger. Gomtuu. Do not allow."
(Tin Man turns, presents its stern? to the Romulans and
emits an
 energy
pulse that destroys the Warbird. The pulse then hits the
Enterprise, knocking everyone over and triggering Red
Alert)
Picard: "Damage report!"
Worf: "Nothing available yet, sir. We have
partial failure of the main computer."
Picard: "It seems you woke your Tin Man." |
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 LaForge:
"We've got impulse power, but I've got to take the warp
engines offline while we recalibrate the intermix
regulators.
Riker: "How long?
LaForge: "For everything, or just for the warp
engine?"
Riker: "All of it."
LaForge: "Commander, we're looking at twenty
hours work here, double shifts."
 Riker:
"We don't know that we have twenty hours. That star
could explode at any moment."
LaForge: "I know. Okay, first thing we need to do
is get the main computer working right."
Riker: "No, we fix the shields first."
LaForge: "Commander, whatever Tin Man hit us
with, it fried circuits I thought were unfryable."
 Riker:
"I'm not worried about Tin Man. It's more Romulans
showing up."
LaForge: "Right. First priority, get the shields
up. Only let's not have any more surprises till I'm
done, okay?"
Riker: "Don't ask me about surprises. Ask Tam
Elbrun." |
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 Crusher:
"Your brain activity suggests that you're coming out of
a sort of fugue, or seizure. Your blood pressure and
glucose are indicative of general systemic stress."
Tam: "But I'm going to live?"
Crusher: "No doubt about it."
Picard: "Good. Because I want to know exactly
what you did. I want to know how closely you are in
communication with the alien,
 and
what you've learned about it, and I want to know now."
Tam: "I just warned it, that's all. I've been in
contact with it, sensing impressions from it. It calls
itself Gomtuu. It's old, Captain. It's roamed the
universe for many thousands of years."
Picard: "Where did it come from? How many..."
Tam: "Far away. Maybe beyond the galaxy. Once
there were millions of them."
 Picard:
"Once?"
Tam:
"It hasn't seen another of its kind for millennia. It's
alone. It may be the last of its species."
Picard: "Perhaps we can help it in some way. Can
you ask it to return with us to Federation space? At
least persuade it to leave the vicinity of Beta
Stromgren, before the star explodes?
Tam: "Captain, Gomtuu knows that the star will go
nova soon.
 That's
why it's here. It wants to die. There was an explosion
in space. Radiation penetrating the outer layers. The
crew. Oh, the crew died. Such loss. Empty pain,
Hollowness."
Troi: "Tam. Stop this! You're losing yourself in
this this merging."
Tam: "I know. I know. Tin Man hurts and wants to
die. I can't do any more from out here. If you want me
to really reach Tin Man, I have got to be in physical
contact. I have got to go aboard."
 Picard:
"No. That is absolutely out of the question."
Tam: "You don't trust me."
Picard: "No, Tam, I don't believe that I do. Tam,
when you reached out to the alien, to warn it, did you
give any thought to this vessel? To the danger, however
inadvertent, that creature might pose to our crew? Or
did you simply react out of instinct?"
Troi: "Captain..."
Tam: "Deanna, he's right. I don't know. I don't
know what might happen but if you don't let me go, we
fail our mission. Besides, at this point, you need all
the help you can get. Even Tin Man's." |
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 Picard:
"Data?"
Data: "I am puzzled, sir. We have come this far.
Are you not going to allow Tam to fulfill his mission?"
Picard: "Tam Elbrun warned Tin Man. The first
thing it did was to destroy a space vessel."
Data: "I believe I understand, sir. If you feel
the risk is too great to send Tam Elbrun alone, then
send me with him."
 Picard:
"Counselor Troi understands him better."
Data: "But he is more comfortable with me, sir.
It is humanity he is fleeing. Sir, I can serve as an
intermediary, a bridge back. A reminder of his
obligations both to us and to Tin Man." |
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 Worf:
"Captain, the Romulan has uncloaked."
Picard: "Status, Number One?"
Riker: "Shields are at forty percent. We can
manoeuvre on impulse, sir."
Worf: "Phasers available on manual, sir. Computer
target lock not functioning."
Picard: "Well, let's hope they're in a mood to
talk. Hailing
 frequency."
Worf: "Open."
Picard: "Romulan vessel this is Captain Jean-Luc
Picard of the USS Enterprise."
Romulan [on viewscreen]: "Enterprise, your
presence here is a violation of Romulan space. You will
leave immediately."
Picard: "We are not familiar with the terms of
your claim on this
 sector.
We're here engaged in scientific research. Do you wish
to participate?"
Romulan [on viewscreen]: "We have monitored the
destruction of our sister ship by the star creature. We
claim right of vengeance. We will destroy the alien. If
you interfere, we will destroy you as well." |
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 Picard:
"Captain's log, Supplemental. A confrontation between
the Romulan Warbird and Tin Man is imminent. I have no
alternative but to rely on the telepathic abilities of
Tam Elbrun." |
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 (Tam's
hand sinks into the organic wall)
Tam: "Yes."
(But for Data it is a solid surface)
Data: "There is a large chamber twenty metres
ahead."
Tam: "I know. I know everything now. Come on."
(further on, a door opens for them)
Data: "Intriguing.
 Tam:
"This is the control centre, where Gomtuu's crew guided
their journeys. The ship and the crew existed
symbiotically. They needed one another. When Gomtuu had
no one left to care for, it no longer had a reason to
exist."
Data: "Is that the purpose of existence? To care
for someone?"
Tam: "It is for me. Deanna was right. I'll lose
myself here."
(a chair grows up out of the floor)
 Data:
"I must remind you that our objective is to bring Tin
Man out of danger and report our findings to Starfleet."
Tam: "I'm not going back, Data. I'm staying
here." |
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is in the chair, and a viewscreen opens in front of him.
He looks blissful)
Tam: "Explain to them. Make them understand."
Data: "But our mission..."
Tam: "Is to save Tin Man. And I will. But he's
going to save me as well. All my life I have waited for
this. A chance to find peace. Finally all the voices are
silent. Only Tin Man speaks to me now. Don't you see,
Data? This is where I belong." |
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 Riker:
"That star's going to go any minute, sir."
Picard: "The Romulans know that as well as we
do."
Worf: "Power levels aboard Tin Man are increasing
beyond our sensor range."
(Gomtuu does his spin and throws out another wave of
energy, this time just pushing the two starships fairly
gently away from the sun)
Picard: "Conn report."
 Wesley:
"Dead stop, Captain. Sir, we've been thrown clear of
Beta Stromgren. A distance of three point eight billion
kilometres."
Worf: "There is no sign of Tin Man or the
Romulans, sir. Captain, on screen."
(The star flares in a supernova)
Picard: "Data."
Data: "Sir?"
 Picard:
"Data, what happened over there?"
Data: "Difficult to explain, Captain."
Troi: "Tam?"
Data: "I believe he found what he was looking
for, Counsellor." |
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 Picard:
"Captain's log, supplemental. With all main systems at
least temporarily restored, we are proceeding to
Starbase one five two for inspection and additional
repairs. We have had no further encounter with the
Romulans. As for the whereabouts of Tin Man and Tam
Elbrun, we can only speculate." |
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 Troi:
"You sent for me?"
Data: "Yes, Counsellor. It was Tam's final
request that I explain his decision to the crew. But I
believe his hope was that you would understand."
Troi: "What did happen?"
Data: "I witnessed something remarkable.
Individually they were both so..."
 Troi:
"Wounded? Isolated?"
Data: "Yes. But no longer. Through joining they
have been healed. Grief has been transmuted to joy.
Loneliness to belonging."
Troi: "Data, you do understand."
Data: "Yes, Counsellor. When Tin Man returned me
to the Enterprise, I realised this is where I belong." |
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