Star Trek: The Next Generation

Narrator: Last time on Star Trek: The next generation:

Stop.

Stop. Stop.

It was just after I had killed the borg.

I felt something. I believe it was...

Pleasure.

I don't believe they were part of the borg.

One of them referred to himself as

the only borg who had a name was Hugh.

We are Hugh.

Picard: He was here in this room.

I could have rid the federation of a mortal threat, and I let him go.

Riker: Get down!

I was like you once.

Without feeling.

But the one helped me.

He can help you too. He can help you find emotion.

You will not resist what you've wanted all your life.

Picard: If the borg should attack,

don't wait for me or anyone else to return to the ship,

but take the enterprise to the transwarp conduit.

Return to federation space.

Lore: Stop!

Lore.

The sons of soong have joined together.

And together, we will destroy the federation.

Narrato r: And now the conclusion.

What do you think of my followers, picard?

Impressive, aren't they?

I'm not particularly impressed.

All you've done is teach them to enjoy killing.

Data: You are wrong, captain.

My brother and I serve a much higher purpose.

Data, I can sense feelings in you.

Data:

My brother has made that possible.

He gave you the chip.

The one Dr. Soong made for you.

Heh. No, no, no.

I still have the emotional program my father designed.

I wouldn't want to give it up.

It's what has given me such a strong sense of family,

an intense desire to reunite with my dear brother.

How did he do it, data?

What made you decide to come here?

I am talking to you, picard.

I will tell you all you need to know.

You're controlling him. And you've corrupted the borg.

You simply don't understand, do you?

You have no idea what has happened here.

How I found my true calling.

How the borg found something to believe in.

I would like to learn about that, but I want data to tell us.

I told you, I will tell you what you need to know.

How about that, data?

He won't even let you talk.

Do not try to drive a wedge between us, captain.

I am loyal to my brother.

Lore: You see, picard?

He's not your pawn anymore.

I've helped him to break free.

Just as I've helped them.

Look at them.

Look at what I've helped them become.

They're no longer simply mindless automatons.

They're passionate, alive.

Are you saying that you caused them to become individuals?

No. You did that. You and your friends.

All I did was clean up the mess you made

when that borg you befriended returned to his ship.

Hugh interfaced with the others

and transferred his sense of individuality to them.

It nearly destroyed them.

Data, do you remember when Hugh was on board the enterprise?

Do you remember what you were like then?

That doesn't matter.

It matters to me. I want to know what has happened to data.

What's important is what I've done here.

How I found my calling.

I know now why I was created.

No one can ever take that away from me.

Without me, they would have perished.

When I stumbled on their ship, they were lost, disoriented.

They had no idea how to function as individuals.

They couldn't even navigate their own vessel.

They had lost their sense of purpose.

I gave them their purpose.

And they gave me mine.

The borg aspire to the perfection my brother and I represent.

Fully artificial life forms.

We are their future.

The reign of biological life forms is coming to an end.

You, picard, and those like you,

are obsolete.

Take them, brother.

Picard: Space, the final frontier.

These are the voyages of the starship enterprise.

Its continuing mission: To explore strange new worlds,

to seek out new life and new civilizations,

to boldly go where no one has gone before.

Crusher: Acting captain's log, supplemental.

The skeleton crew left on board the enterprise

is unable to help in the search for commander data.

The planet's unusual em field is interfering with the ship's sensors,

severely limiting their effectiveness.

Ensign, we need to modify the sensor array

to filter out these em pulses.

Can you do that?

Yes, sir. I... I think so.

What's your name?

- Taitt, sir. - I don't think I've seen you before.

I was just posted here six weeks ago.

Well, taitt, I bet you never thought you'd be serving as tactical officer

after only six weeks.

No, sir, I sure didn't.

I think I've filtered out some of the sensor noise.

- I'll bring the modifications online. - Good work.

Riker : Riker to enterprise.

Go ahead, will.

I can't contact the captain.

It could just be interference, but I'd like to be sure.

Crusher: Understood.

Enterprise to captain picard.

Crusher to picard.

I'm not getting a com signal from anyone on the captain's team.

Crusher: The last time they checked in,

they were investigating a structure in section gamma 2-5.

Sir, I'm picking up a vessel closing in on our location.

Is it a borg ship?

It seems to match the ship the enterprise encountered at ohniaka III.

How long before they're in weapons range?

Uh, about 90 seconds. No, no, make that 70 seconds.

Crusher to transporter room 3.

Salazar : Salazar here, sir.

Start transporting the away teams off of the surface.

Aye, sir.

Use the transporters in the cargo bay if you have to.

I want those teams up here as fast as possible.

- Armstrong, prepare to beam up. - Aye, sir.

Worf and I will stay down here and look for the captain's team.

I'm not gonna leave you down there.

You pull as many people off the surface as you can

and get back to the transwarp conduit.

The captain's orders were to get the enterprise

back to federation space.

- Acknowledged. - Riker out.

Prepare to leave orbit.

Sir, the borg ship is powering up its fonnard weapons array.

They'll be in firing range in 20 seconds.

Salazar, how many people do we still have down there?

Salazar : Seventy-three, sir.

Put the borg ship on-screen.

- Should I raise shields, sir? - Not yet.

I wanna keep bringing people up until the last possible second.

Taitt: Ten seconds.

Stand by to raise shields and break orbit on my Mark.

Five seconds.

Shields down to 70 percent.

Establish a frequency-shift firing pattern and return fire.

Uh, right.

Direct hit. No damage.

Helm, set a course for the conduit, maximum warp.

Helm officer: Aye, sir.

Sir, the borg aren't following us.

Salazar, how many people did we leave behind?

Forty-seven, sir.

Another minute and we would've had them.

Riker to any team leader.

Powell : Lieutenant Powell here, sir.

Round up everybody who was left behind.

Take cover. Try to avoid any contact with the borg.

Powell: Aye, sir.

Riker out.

Even if Beverly can get back to federation space,

it'll be a few days until star fleet can get any ships here.

Until then, we're on our own.

Data, you must realize that something has happened to you.

The data I know would never have agreed

to be a willing party to lore's plan.

I now realize that my life aboard the enterprise was a waste.

My quest to become human, misguided.

An evolutionary step in the wrong direction.

Data, all I'm sensing from you is anger and hatred.

Have you felt any other emotions?

There are no other emotions.

Data, just because you haven't experienced certain emotions

doesn't mean they don't exist.

Lore is only feeding you the negative ones.

Counselor troi herself told me

that feelings are not negative or positive.

It is how we act on them that makes them good or bad.

Fine.

But what about the things that lore is proposing?

What about the lives that have already been lost?

You simply do not understand.

In a quest such as ours, sacrifices have to be made.

It is regrettable. But the greater good must be served.

Give me your visor.

Why?

Give it to me, or I will take it by force.