All language subtitles for StarTrek.TNG-s02e15.Pen.Pals

Captain's Log, Stardate 42695.3.

We're the first manned vessel

to enter
the Selcundi Drema sector.

Unmanned probes have recorded
unusual levels

of geological activity
in all five planetary systems.

I am hoping the Enterprise will
find the answer to this enigma.

Commander, I have been reviewing
the unmanned probe scans.

At some point during
the last 150 years

the fifth planet of Selcundi
Drema has shattered

forming an asteroid belt.

I'd call that
geological instability.

Is there any indication
that this is the work

of an unknown intelligence?

This is geology,
not malevolence.

These planets live fast
and die hard.

The question is why.

You sure you won't reconsider?

No, I'll just watch you
and be impressed.

Optimistic vote of confidence
from the non-rider.

You know, I never particularly
thought of you

as an animal person.

Small animals, no

but horses...

Computer, program the holodeck
for a woodland setting

with a bridle path
and an appropriate mount.

Type of mount--

Andorian zabathu,
Klingon sark...?

Horse. Earth horse.

Breed?

Arabian.

The Arabs believed that Allah

gathered the south wind
and made the horse.

On the holodeck, we've made
that legend come true.

Hmm.

I like that.

Oh, yes.

Computer, English tack

and I will control
the animal myself.

Enter when ready.

So you like horses
for the romance.

Oh, it goes deeper than that.

A fine war-horse would sleep
in a Bedouin's tent

carry him into battle

feed his children with her milk.

There's a bond which is created
by mutual need.

Hello, beautiful.

Now I understand.

You don't want
the comfort of a pet

you want a companion.

Thank you.

I don't want
to anthropomorphize anything.

It seems that some creatures
have the capacity

to fill spaces
you never knew were empty.

I had a Betazoid kitten once.

My mother and the cat reacted
badly to one another.

You sure you don't want to try?

It's very relaxing.

We can find you something
that will be quiet and gentle.

No, I prefer a mode
of transportation

that doesn't have
a mind of its own.

Strange.

I would expect Betazoids to be
outstanding animal trainers.

We become too involved
in the thoughts

and shifting passions
of the beast.

We lose our way,
and get swept up in emotion.

I would have thought the
shifting passions of this beast

would be far more terrifying.

Captain.

Yes, Number One?

We've entered the first system.

I think you might want
to come to the Bridge.

Something interesting?

Spectacular,
and a little terrifying.

I'm on my way.

The first long-range reading,
magnification ten to the sixth.

Quite impressive.

And deadly.

The last unmanned probe showed
a thriving ecosystem.

Now, there's nothing.

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.

This is Commander Riker's
meeting.

I'll need your advice
and your recommendations.

As you know, I've been
given the responsibility

of overseeing
Wesley's education.

To further that goal

I would like to put him

in charge of the planetary
mineral surveys.

That's a big job with
a lot of responsibility.

Well, the game isn't big enough
unless it scares you a little.

To do the job,
Wesley's going to need a team.

It takes command presence
to lead.

You think he's ready for that?

Leadership grows
from self-confidence

which is also part of
a Starfleet officer's education.

All of this is true

but there's an old horse
trainer's adage

about putting too much weight
on a young back.

We don't want him
to break under pressure.

We seem to be shifting
the focus here.

Are we talking
about a young officer

on the fast track to the academy

or are we talking
about a young man

that we are guiding

through adolescence
and into adulthood?

You can't guide

someone into adulthood.

The experiences are unique
to each person.

Whether Wes succeeds or fails

he will learn
from the experience.

I agree.

I'm just questioning
the speed at which we're moving.

You think we're pushing him
too hard?

I think that's a valid concern.

Tempering is taken to extremes.

He is a boy, not a sword.

Who will one day become a man.

And, to extend the metaphor,
will need a fine edge

that won't dull at the
first touch of resistance.

Sooner or later, he'll have
to feel the burden of command.

Ensign Crusher

report
to the observation lounge.

Wesley

I've assigned you the command

of the planetary
mineral surveys.

Sir?

Thank you, sir.

Well, you may not thank me

after you see
how much work it entails.

Assemble a team

take a look at the records
of the Drema Quadrant.

There's a mystery here.

We've got to solve it.

Yes, sir.

A team, sir?

Ensign, this is a
serious responsibility.

I know, sir.

These officers are here
to assist you.

Not judge

help you.

Now, you should
make use of them.

They are a valuable resource.

And, by the way,
I respect an officer

who is prepared to admit
ignorance and ask a question

rather than one
who, out of pride

will blunder blindly forward.

I understand, sir.

Ensign.

You're dismissed.

I'll try not to disappoint you.

Is this part
of your regular duties?

No, it is a personal project.

I have reset the sensors
to scan for frequencies

outside their usual range.

Such as?

The dips and peaks

of the galaxy's magnetic field

organic molecules
in nebular clouds

energetic cosmic rays.

Interesting.

Would these scans also detect
artificial transmissions

as well as naturally
occurring signals?

Of course.

Good.

Those signals are very faint

and difficult to distinguish
from background noise.

That is why I am
boosting the power.

I will be removing
that equipment to my quarters.

Good.

Hi.
Can I walk with you?

Yes.

I need a little advice.

Well, it's free.

Walking or advice?

Both.

It's about my team.

I'm considering so many factors
I'm confusing myself.

What have you done so far?

Well, I've broken down the tasks

and picked the best people
in those disciplines.

So, who have you got so far?

I've got Prixus in mineralogy
and metallurgy.

Alans and Hildebrandt for
volcanology and geomechanics

I want Davies
for geochemistry, but...

But they're all
much older than you are.

Right, and it makes me
feel strange.

I mean, what do I do
about personality conflicts?

Completely irrelevant.

These people are professionals.

If there is
a personality conflict--

you're in charge, you settle it.

So, you not only have
to understand the job

you also have to be
a ship's counselor?

Sometimes.

Well, thank you.

Captain's Log, Stardate 42696.3.

We are entering the second
Selcundi star system

where acting Ensign Crusher

will begin
his planetary mineral survey

the results of which may help
unlock the geological puzzle.

Ensign Davies?

You got him.

Wesley Crusher.

I've been put in charge

of the planetary
geological surveys

and I'd like you on my team.

Sounds great.

Who else is on it?

I have Prixus, and
Alans and Hildebrandt.

Aw, it's a shame
you didn't talk to me first.

It's just personal opinion

but I like to break up
married teams.

Mm.

I hadn't thought of that.

Don't worry.

They'll probably work out fine.

And, uh, if you need any help,
just give me a signal

and I'll take over for you.

We don't want you
to get too beat up

on your first command.

Uh... thanks, but I'm pretty
sure I'll be all right.

Computer, identify please.

Sensors indicate
low-level RF waves.

Is there a pattern?

Affirmative.

Naturally occurring?

Negative.

Key universal translator,
please.

Unable to comply.

Weak signal.

Lock on com link and boost.

Lock on complete.

Read, please.

Insufficient signal strength.

Enhance, please.

Is anybody out there?

Yes.

Wes?

Hi, Dr. Pulaski.

There trouble behind that door?

My team's in there.

I've got to assign planets,
set a schedule...

It sounds like you've got
everything under control.

Well, I haven't had
to deal with them yet.

I mean, not together,
not professionally.

Wes, the minute you walk through
that door, they're your team.

You have nothing to prove.

You've got the authority.

That's just because
Commander Riker says I do.

It's up to you to hang on to it.

Now you better get in there.

And, Wes...

for whatever it's worth

I think you're going
to do just fine.

Captain's Log, Stardate 42737.3.

It has been six weeks
since our entrance

into the Selcundi Drema sector.

Each system has revealed

the same disturbing geological
upheavals on every planet.

It seems to me, at this point

we can expect
the greatest tectonic stresses.

I agree.
Nice job.

Here are the results on my scan
on the third Selcundi system.

It's just the same old song.

Now, didn't you tell me

that UV absorptions like these

are indicative
of traker deposits?

And where there's traker,
there's generally dilithium?

Yes, I did.

So don't you think we ought
to run an ico-spectrogram?

Well, Wes, these traker readings
are really faint.

It's probably
just a fool's echo.

Well, I think
I'd still run an ico-gram.

Wesley, it's a major undertaking
to set up the scanner.

We're looking
at five hours, minimum.

I know, I know.

I don't want to do
a halfway job.

Well, Wes, there's
being thorough

and then there's wasting time.

It's also the mark
of a good officer

to recognize the difference.

Maybe you're right.

Computer, please access

all volcanic and tectonic
plate activity in Drema lV.

Accessing.

Computer, locate Captain Picard.

Captain Picard is on Holodeck 3.

Data.

An excellent steed, sir.

Sorry to disturb you, Captain.

It's quite all right.

It must be important,
or you wouldn't be here.

Yes, sir, it is important.

Very.

Eight weeks ago,
I received a transmission--

a simple four-word message,
"ls anybody out there?"

I answered it.

There is a...

a loneliness

inherent in that whisper
from the darkness.

Yes, sir.

I am glad you understand, sir.

But it didn't end there.

No, sir.

We speak often.

It is a young female, humanoid.

Their society is aware

that there is interstellar life.

No, sir.

Oops.

Just where does she think
you're calling from?

I've kept that
somewhat vague, sir

but Sarjenka--

that is her name--

has been quite specific

telling me details
of her family and friends.

And interspersed
among these confidences

have been
some alarming references.

Go on.

Drema lV has been enduring
the same geological stresses

we have found
in the other systems.

And your friend is in trouble.

Yes, sir.

Well, what are you proposing?

If we can determine the cause
of these geological disturbances

we might be able
to reverse the process.

Violate the Prime Directive?

I was hoping you might have
another option, sir.

We don't even know if this
catastrophe is preventable.

Call a conference
in my quarters.

All senior staff.

Yes, sir.

And Data...

all communication
with this life-form must cease.

Yes, sir.

I understand, sir.

...seen the look on his face.

I'll get you another drink.

Two more.

Thank you.

Family emergency.

Oh.

You don't look like a person
who came here to relax.

I didn't.

I need your advice.

Yesterday, when Ensign Davies
turned in his geological survey

I asked him to run
an ico-spectrogram

and he didn't agree.

Do you think you were right?

Yes.

I guess.

I could have just
been picking nits.

Or you could have
been intimidated.

It's tough to tell
other people what to do.

I suppose I could have
made it an order

but how do you give orders

to someone who's older
and more experienced than you?

The difference in ages
between you and Davies

is not the issue here.

I guess not.

Do you think it might have
something to do with ego?

No, it's just
the opposite of ego.

Every time I try
to give an order

something inside of me says

what makes my judgment
so superior to these people?

Wes

responsibility and authority
go hand in hand.

Now, I know you're responsible.

Now we've got to teach you
a little bit of authority.

One of the reasons
you've been given command

is so you can make
a few right decisions

which will lead
to a pattern of success

and help build self-confidence.

If you don't trust
your own judgment

you don't belong
in the command chair.

But what if I'm wrong?

Then you're wrong.

It's arrogant to think that
you'll never make a mistake.

But what if it's something
really important?

I mean,
not just a mineral survey?

What if somebody dies
because I made a mistake?

In your position, it's important
to ask yourself one question--

what would Picard do?

He'd listen
to everyone's opinion

and then make his own decision.

But he's Captain Picard.

Well, it doesn't matter.

Once Picard makes his decision
does anyone question it?

No way.

And why not?

I'm not sure.

Commander Riker

report
to the Captain's quarters.

When you figure it out,
you'll understand command.

I'm on my way.

I hope I've been able to help.

You'll let me know
what you decide?

I've made my decision.

I'm going to have Davies
run that ico-gram.

Thank you, sir.

You're welcome.

I'll see you later.

Okay.

Ensign Davies.

I want that ico-spectrogram run
on the Selcundi Drema system.

You've got it.

It is no longer a matter
of how wrong Data was

or why he did it.

The dilemma exists.

We have to discuss the options

and please, talk freely.

There are no options.

The Prime Directive
is not a matter of degrees.

It is an absolute.

I have a problem with
that kind of rigidity.

It seems callous
and even a little cowardly.

Doctor, I'm sure that is not
what the Lieutenant meant

but, in a situation like this,
we have to be cautious.

What we do today may profoundly
affect the future.

If we could see

every possible outcome...

We'd be gods

which we're not.

If there is a cosmic plan,
is it not the height of hubris

to think that we can
or should interfere?

So what are you saying?

That the Dremans
are fated to die?

I think that's an option
that we should be considering.

Consider it considered
and rejected.

If there is a cosmic plan,
are we not a part of it?

Our presence at this place,
at this moment in time

could be a part of that fate.

Right, and it could be part
of that plan that we interfere.

Well, that eliminates
the possibility of fate.

But, Commander

the Dremans are not a subject
for philosophical debate.

They are a people.

So we make an exception
in the deaths of millions?

Yes.

And is it the same situation

if it's an epidemic,
and not a geological calamity?

Absolutely.

What about a war?

If generations of conflict
is killing millions

do we interfere?

Ah, well.

Now we're all a little less
secure in our moral certitude.

And what if it's
not just killings?

If an oppressive government
is enslaving millions?

You see, the Prime Directive
has many different functions

not the least of which
is to protect us.

To prevent us
from allowing our emotions

to overwhelm our judgment.

My emotions are involved.

Data's friend is going to die.

That means something.

To Data.

Does that invalidate
the emotion?

What if the Dremans asked
for our help?

Yes.

Sarjenka's transmission could be
viewed as a call for help.

Sophistry.

I'll buy that excuse.

We're all jigging madly
on the head of a pin anyway.

She cannot ask for help
from someone she does not know.

She knows me.

What a perfectly vicious
little circle.

We are going
to allow her to die

are we not?

Data, I want you to sever
the contact with Drema lV.

Isolating frequency.

Data?

Data, where are you?

Why won't you answer?

Are you angry with me?

Please, please, I'm so afraid.

Data?
Data, where are you?

Wait.

Oh, Data.

Your whisper from the dark
has now become a plea.

We cannot turn our backs.

Captain's Log, Stardate 42741.3.

We are entering
into orbit of Drema lV

the planet from which Data
received the distress signal.

Sensors indicate that the
volcanic activity is increasing.

We found the reason
for the geological instability.

Excellent.

We would have missed it

if Ensign Crusher hadn't
requested an ico-gram

but he did, and...

Drema lV has the largest deposit
of dilithium ore ever recorded.

It's also laid out
in a very unusual pattern.

The crystals are growing to form
perfectly aligned lattices.

The ore is forming
generator strata.

Which creates
a piezoelectric effect.

In plain English, you're saying
that the dilithium

is causing
the geological catastrophe?

Right.

The crystals take the natural
radiant heat of the planet...

Focus it and turn it
into mechanical energy...

Which increases
tectonic stresses...

That tear the planet apart.

And then the crystals break down

which is why we found
all these traces of illium 629.

So, that takes care of the why.

Now what can you do?

That is going to take
a little more work.

Can you reverse the process?

We think so.

No.

No theories, no half answers.

Yes or no?

We'll get to work on it.

Sir.

Data's out there right now

monitoring the condition
on Drema lV.

The situation has become
pretty desperate for his friend.

He's calculated
the safest location

on the planet's surface.

You can guess why.

We're just getting deeper
and deeper in, aren't we?

She's going to die.

They're all going to die.

Unless.

Yes, unless.

All right, you can
tell Commander Data

he has my permission
to contact his, uh...

his friend

and conduct her
to a safer location.

Number One, you know
where we are now?

Sir?

Sarjenka, this is Data.

Please respond.

Unable to complete transmission.

Reason for failure?

Atmospheric activity
interfering with RF signal.

We are modifying class-1 probes,
so they become resonators.

We will then use torpedo casings
to protect them

once they begin burrowing
beneath the surface.

How will these resonators
destroy the crystals?

By emitting harmonic vibrations
which will shatter the lattices.

The Enterprise will monitor

and adjust the frequency
of the resonators.

Sounds like a plan.

Let's get started.

Captain...

Tea, Earl Gray, hot.

Captain, permission
to beam down to Drema lV.

What?

I have been unable
to contact Sarjenka.

Data, I appreciate your concern.

Transporting to the surface

is only going to make
a bad situation worse.

Sir, I feel it is important

to determine the reason for...

Come on, Data.

Captain, your orders were
to deliver the message, correct?

Yes.

Then what is the difference

between sending the message
and delivering it personally?

A whopping big one
and you know it.

Sir, we have come this far.

In for a penny, in for a pound

is that what you're saying,
Mr. Data?

Yes, sir.

Oh, hell.

Go.

Sir?

Number One, handle
the transporter.

Go.

Where would you say
we are now, sir?

O'Brien, take a nap.

You didn't see any of this,
you're not involved.

Right, sir.

I'll just be standing over here
dozing off.

Data, you've got
ten minutes, that's it.

You see anybody but Sarjenka...

I will signal
for immediate beam out.

Commander Riker to the Bridge.

Damn.

I just woke up, sir.

You know what to do?

No problem, sir.

I'll have him out of there
as smooth as ice.

Sarjenka?

Wait, I am Data.

Data.

Data, you came.

Data, where have you been?

It would take too long
to explain.

You and your family must leave.

We already have.

We ran when the tremors began.

Then why are you here?

My father wouldn't
let us take anything

but I had to have
my transmitter.

I knew you would come back

and I didn't want you
to find only silence

the way I did.

I am sorry for that,
but it is very complicated.

Does your family
know where you are?

No.

You cannot survive in this.

What are we going to do?

Enterprise, two to beam up.

You must come with me.

Where are we going?

To the stars?

There's going to be hell to pay.

Where is Commander Riker?

On the Bridge.

Where are you going?

To the Bridge.

And you're going to take that?

Don't leave me here.

Please don't leave me here.

Quite impossible.

Sir, three minutes
to resonator launch.

Where is he?

He'll be here.

He has brought
a child onto my ship

and on my Bridge.

I'm sure Mr. Data has
a very good explanation.

I do, sir.

She was frightened

and did not wish
to be left...

Mr. Data, kindly
assume your station.

Counselor, will you
escort her to Sick Bay?

No, Data.

No, I'm scared.

Don't make me go.

It's all right.

No one's going to hurt you.

No.

We'll just go and get
a treat, and then...

No.

Captain, I will see to it
that she is not in the way.

One minute to launch.

Come on, it'll be all right.

No.

Just leave me alone.

I want Data.

Counselor, allow me.

Please.

Sarjenka, no one will harm you.

These are my friends.

Mr. Data.

Take your station

and keep her with you.

This does concern her.

Ten seconds.

I will require my hand.

Thank you.

Firing torpedoes.

Sensors locked on probes.

Torpedoes have reached
their targets.

Resonators activated.

Harmonic sequences have begun.

What are you doing?

We are attempting
to quiet your planet.

If we succeed

there will be no more
quakes, no more volcanoes.

Ensign, when should
the results be known?

This should happen
very quickly, sir.

And my parents and brothers?

Captain, sensors indicate

a planetwide reduction
in tectonic stress levels.

It worked.

We did it.

Your parents will be safe now.

You did this for me?

Look, Sarjenka.

There is your home.

Data

escort her to Sick Bay.

Aye, sir.

Number One, you have the Bridge.

Doctor.

Yes, Captain.

Data and the alien
are on their way down.

What would be involved
in removing

all memory
of her communication with Data

and her visit to this ship?

Assuming that her brain
structure is similar to ours

the memories
would be stored chemically

on the neurons
of the cerebral cortex.

They're also time dependent.

I would have to scan for the age
of the chemical links

and try to find
the relevant neurons.

Well, do your best.

You have many different
kinds of people here.

Yes.

When I'm bigger,
can I be on your ship?

I am certain that you could.

I wish I could
come with you now.

I am afraid
that is not possible.

I know, but I can
still wish for it.

Dr. Pulaski...

this is Sarjenka.

Hello, Sarjenka.

Hello.

What is this?

That's an Elanian singer stone.

It sings a different song

for each person.

What does it sing for you?

It does not sing for me.

Why not?

Because I am a machine.

Sarjenka...

we're going to run a few scans

just to be sure
you're all right.

Data will be right here.

Don't worry.

You did a good thing, Data.

But are we doing
a good thing now, Doctor?

This is to protect her
as much as us.

By robbing her of her memories?

To remember you and this ship
would complicate her future.

She has to be the person
she was born to be.

And you'll remember.

Enterprise, one to beam up.

Wes.

Sit down.

No, thank you, sir.

It's going to be a long time

before I'm qualified
enough to sit there.

You did a good job.

I'm proud of you.

Thank you, sir.

Does it get any easier?

Nope.

Come.

I came to apologize, sir.

No apologies are necessary.

You reminded us
that there are obligations

that go beyond duty.

I appreciate your seeking
other options, sir.

Your decision could have
been unilateral.

One of my officers, one
of my friends, was troubled.

I had to help.

Is Sarjenka safely home?

Yes, sir.

She will not remember me, sir

but I will remember her.

Remembrance and regrets

they, too, are
a part of friendship.

Yes, sir.

And understanding that

has brought you a step closer
to understanding humanity.