All language subtitles for StarTrek.TNG-s03e15.Yesterday’s.Enterprise

All right, try this.

What is it?

Just try it.

You see?

It's an Earth drink.

Prune juice.

A warrior's drink.

You know,
you always drink alone.

It wouldn't hurt you
to seek out a little...

companionship.

I would require a Klingon woman
for... companionship.

Earth females are too fragile.

Not all of them.

There are a few on this ship
that would find you... tame.

Impossible.

You never know till you try.

Then I will never know.

Coward.

I was merely concerned
for the... safety

of my crew mates.

Drink your prune juice.

Lieutenant Worf,
report to the Bridge.

On my way.

No.

Analysis, Mr. Data.

Sensors are reading gravimetric
fluctuations, Captain.

Most unusual ones.

Unusual in what way?
Specify.

Nothing I have seen before.

Is it a worm-hole?

Yes and no.

Like a time displacement

but it does not have
a discernible event horizon.

Sir, navigational
subsystems are unable

to give coordinates
on the object.

Confirmed.

The phenomenon does not
have a definable center

or outer edge.

Are you saying it is,
and yet it isn't there?

I do not have
sufficient information

to make an analysis as yet,
Commander.

The dynamics
of the radiation patterns...

Captain.

Something's happening.

A new change in sensor readings.

Mr. Data?

Scanning sensors.

Lieutenant, what are
their sensor readings?

Is that an enemy vessel?

I'm getting too much
interference, Captain.

Now hear this:

Fleet formation briefing
in Main War Room at 1500 hours.

Dr. Joshua Kim,
report to Station Ops.

Ensign Thomas, will you report
to Combat lnformation Center.

Ensign Thomas to ClC.

This isn't right.

It's changed.

It's clearing now, Captain.

Definitely
a Federation starship.

Accessing registry.

Looks like they had
a rough ride.

NCC-1 -7-0-1... C.

USS... Enterprise.

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.

Military Log,
Combat-Date 43625.2

While investigating
an unusual radiation anomaly

the Enterprise has encountered

what could almost be called
a ghost from its own past--

the Enterprise-C, the immediate
predecessor to this battleship.

Sensors confirm design and
specifications, Captain.

Analysis of hull
and engine materials

conform to engineering patterns
and methods of that time period.

But that cruiser was destroyed
with all hands

over 20 years ago.

Presumed destroyed.

The Enterprise-C was last seen

near the Klingon
outpost Narendra lll

exactly 22 years, three
months and four days ago.

And now they're here.

Has it been adrift
for all those years?

Or has it traveled through time?

It is a possibility, Captain.

If that hypothesis is correct

the phenomenon
we have just encountered

would be
a temporal rift in space.

A rift?

Possibly the formation
of a Kerr loop

from superstring material.

It would require high-energy
interaction in the vicinity

for such a structure
to be formed.

The rift is certainly
not stable, Captain.

It could collapse at any time.

Captain, I'm able to scan the
interior of the ship now, sir.

Heavy damage
to warp field nacelles

and hull-bearing struts,
internal space frame...

Life signs, Captain.

Readings are sporadic.

It looks like they
have massive casualties

but some are still alive.

Bridge to Sick Bay.

Emergency teams,
stand by transporter rooms.

Understood.

Belay that order, Doctor.

Respectfully, if I may suggest

regardless
of where they came from

they are here now
and they need our help.

Commander, if that ship has
traveled into the future

we could be dealing
with variables

that will alter the
flow of our history.

Enterprise-C is sending
out a distress call, sir.

Audio only.

Uh-huh.

This is Captain Garrett
of the Starship Enterprise

to any Federation ship.

We have been attacked
by Romulan warships

and require
immediate assistance.

We have lost warp drive,
life-support is failing.

There's no record
of the Romulans ever assaulting

the Enterprise-C.

Voice message has ended,
Captain.

I'm only receiving their
automated distress signal now.

Open a hailing frequency.

This is Captain Jean-Luc Picard
of the Federation...

of a Federation starship.

Stand by to receive
emergency teams.

Commander, we will handle this
one step at a time.

Stabilize their power systems.

Attend to their injured.

And avoid all discussions
of where and when they are.

Aye, sir.

Lieutenant.

Captain, message coming in

from Starfleet Monitor Stations.

Klingon battle cruisers
headed toward this sector.

Battle Alert, Mr. Crusher.
Condition Yellow.

Aye, sir.

Captain Garrett?

Yes.

I'm Commander William Riker.

Our emergency teams
are on board your ship.

Doctor.

The rest of the Bridge crew
is dead.

She has a bad fracture and
serious internal injuries.

I'm going to have to get her
back to the Enterprise.

To where?

We'll explain that later.

You'll explain now, Commander.

We're from
a Federation starship.

We answered your distress call.

Your ship is in good hands

but we need to get you
to our Sick Bay.

Very well.

Crusher to Transporter Room.

Two to beam directly
to Sick Bay.

Stand by for transport.

It's pretty bad, Commander.

Looks like they were
in a hell of a fight.

If you can't stabilize
the life-support

we're going to have
to evacuate this ship.

I think I can do it.

I'll have to get
to Engineering though.

La Forge to Damage
Control Team Alpha.

Meet me on Engineering
level three.

Commander...

Thanks.

Commander William Riker.

Lieutenant Castillo.
Helmsman.

Away team reporting in, Captain.

On screen.

Go ahead, Commander.

We've stabilized life-support.

Mr. La Forge is working
on restoring

the main power couplings,
but that'll take time.

It's a real mess down here, sir.

Survivors?

One hundred twenty-five.

Recommendations?

I'd hate to have to scrap her.

Starfleet could certainly
use another ship

even if she is old.

Agreed, but we can't stay
in this area too long.

You have nine hours.

If you can get her underway
by then

we'll escort her
to Starbase 105.

If not, we'll evacuate
the survivors

and destroy the ship.

Understood, sir.

Keep me posted.

Picard out.

Guinan?

We need to talk.

Somehow this...
this is all wrong.

This is not the way
it's supposed to be.

But you must have some idea
how things have changed.

I look at things,
I look at people and...

they just don't feel right.

What things, what people?

You.

Your uniform, the Bridge.

What's the matter
with the Bridge?

It's not right.

It's the same Bridge.

Nothing has changed.

I know that.

I also know it's wrong.

What else?

Families.

There should be children
on this ship.

What?!

Children on the Enterprise?

Guinan, we're at war.

No, we're not.

At least, we're not
supposed to be.

This is not a ship of war.

This is a ship of peace.

What you're suggesting...

I'm not suggesting.

That ship from the past
is not supposed to be here.

It's got to go back.

Get a radiation level.

Run a full electrolyte report.

These organs do seem
to be active.

Right.

Need a new control specimen.

Boost the level
of tricordrazine.

Try to relax.

Dr. Salar, report
to null-g ward, STAT.

Dr. Salar,
report to null-g ward, STAT.

I'm Captain Jean-Luc Picard.

Rachel Garrett.

How's my ship?

The support systems
are being restored.

We're continuing repairs.

Where did you come from?

We weren't picking up

any other Federation ships
in this sector.

What's the last thing
you remember?

We were answering
the distress signal.

Distress signal?

You must have heard it.

From the Klingon outpost,
Narendra lll.

But you didn't, did you?

This Sick Bay,
I've never seen anything like it

even on a Starbase.

And your uniforms.

What ship is this, Captain?

Please try to be still.

I must insist.

What ship?

You're aboard the
Enterprise, Captain.

1701 -D.

You have come 22 years
into the future.

22 years?

Does my crew know yet?

No.

I must tell them.

I owe them that.

If you wish, I can see
that they're informed.

Is there some reason
they should not be told?

I am concerned that if you
return to your own time

with knowledge of the future...

Return to the battle?

We barely escaped
with our lives.

If we returned,
we'd be destroyed.

Have you any idea
how this happened?

There was a... fierce volley
of photon torpedoes.

We were hit.

A bright light, and then here.

It is possible
that this exchange of fire

was the catalyst for the
formation of a temporal rift.

History has no record of your
battle with the Romulans.

We were responding
to a distress call

from the Klingon outpost
on Narendra lll.

The Romulans were attacking it.

We engaged them,
but there were four warbirds.

The Narendra lll outpost
was destroyed.

It is regrettable
that you did not succeed.

A Federation starship
rescuing a Klingon outpost

might have averted
20 years of war.

I still can't quite
make myself believe it.

22 years.

I'm reading 40 percent
on forward shields.

What do you have on aft?

40 percent.

That won't cut it.

Commander,
advise Lieutenant La Forge

that shields are below minimum.

Acknowledged.

We'll never see our homes again,
our families.

How do you know
your family's not still alive?

You're right, I don't.

But imagine coming home
after 22 years.

Would I even recognize them?

What are the stats
on the main phaser banks?

Emitters available,
60% forward, 52% aft.

Good. Let's take a look
at the torpedo launchers.

I guess I'm lucky
to be alive at all.

You may not like the future.

It's been a long war.

The Federation has lost

more than half of Starfleet
to the Klingons.

We were negotiating
a peace treaty when I left.

A lot of changes, Lieutenant.

A lot of changes.

When we get a break

maybe you could fill me in
on some of them.

Photon banks are depleted.

Auxiliary fusion
generators are down.

There is a high degree
of probability

that the temporal rift
is symmetrical, Captain.

Then what would happen
if the Enterprise-C

were to fly back through it?

Back, sir?

The Enterprise-C would
emerge in her own time

at almost the same
instant she left.

Right in the middle of the
battle with the Romulans.

Yes, sir.

Is there any possibility
she could survive?

None, sir.

Then sending them back
would be a death sentence.

Lieutenant Barren...

She was the first
Galaxy-class warship

built by the Federation.

42 decks.

Capable of transporting
over 6,000 troops.

How long have you been on board?

Four years.

Straight out of the academy.

I was lucky to get
the Enterprise.

Yeah, me, too.

I mean, my Enterprise.

Triage Team Two
to Main Shuttle Bay.

Triage Team Two...

Lieutenant, how's the ship?

We've restored minimal shields

and the forward phaser banks.

Still no photon launchers
or warp drive.

Concentrate
on the weapon system.

From what Captain Picard told me

the Federation can use
all the help it can get.

And soon.

Our sensors have picked
up Klingon warships

in this sector, Captain.

Why wasn't I informed,
Mr. Castillo?

Captain, you shouldn't...

As senior officer, I want you

to be my liaison
to the Enterprise-D.

Coordinate with tactical.

That's me, Captain.

Where do you think you're going?

I am resuming my duties, Doctor.

Captain, you need at least
another 24 hours.

Nonsense.

Doctors always overprotect
their patients.

And Captains always push
themselves too hard.

Doctor, my ship
and my crew need me now.

24 hours might as well
be 24 years.

I need more.

There is no more.

I wish there were.

I wish I could prove it,
but I can't.

Then I can't ask them
to go back.

You've got to.

Guinan, they will die
moments after they return.

How can I ask them
to sacrifice themselves

based solely on your intuition?

I don't know.

But I do know
that this is a mistake.

Every fiber in my being
says this is a mistake.

I can't explain it to myself,
so I can't explain it to you.

I only know that I'm right.

Who is to say that this history

is any less proper
than the other?

I suppose I am.

Not good enough,
damn it, not good enough!

I will not ask them to die!

40 billion people
have already died.

This war is not supposed
to be happening.

You've got to send those people
back to correct this.

And what is to guarantee that if
they go back, they will succeed?

Every instinct is telling me
this is wrong

it is dangerous, it is futile!

We've known each other
a long time.

You have never known me
to impose myself on anyone

or take a stance
based on trivial

or whimsical perceptions.

This timeline must not
be allowed to continue.

Now, I've told you
what you must do.

You have only your trust in me
to help you decide to do it.

I mean, deflector shield
technology

has advanced considerably
during the war.

Our heat-dissipation
rates are probably double

those of the Enterprise-C.

Which means we can hang
in a firefight a lot longer.

Guinan?

Have you ordered yet, Tasha?

No, not yet.

Is anything wrong?

Not a thing.

What can I get for you?

Just a couple of T -K-Ls.

We're in a hurry.

Oh, this is Lieutenant Castillo.

First time for everything.

First time?

It's just that I've never seen
anything bother her before.

What's a T-K-L?

Standard rations.

Food replicators
are on minimum power

so everything else is diverted
to the defensive systems.

So where was l?

You've told me more
about tactical in an hour

than I learned in my last year
at the academy.

You're going to need it,
Lieutenant.

Hey... I've known you
a whole day now, Lieutenant.

I won't salute if you won't.

What did she call you-- Tasha?

Yeah.

Most everyone calls me Castillo.

My mother calls me Richard.

Okay, Castillo.

No, I think maybe
I'd like it better

if you called me Richard.

Richard.

This is the Captain.

Senior officers will report
to my ready room immediately.

So much for lunch.

Captain, are you suggesting
that we let them return

and attempt to complete
their mission?

I am, Doctor.

Based on Guinan's intuition?

That won't accomplish
anything, sir.

There's no way they can save
Narendra lll.

Captain Garrett said there
were four Romulan warbirds.

The Enterprise-C would be
outmanned and outgunned.

Unless we were to re-arm them
with modern...

We can't do that.

If we send that ship back
with new technology

we'll be altering the past.

But that's what you're

talking about anyway,
isn't it-- altering the past?

We're talking
about restoring the past.

But how could Guinan know
that history's been altered

if she's been altered
along with the rest of us?

Perhaps her species
has a perception

that goes beyond linear time.

There are many things
about her species

we can't easily explain.

Yet, it is very possible
that she is correct.

A ship from the past
has traveled through time.

How can we know
what effect those events

will have on the present?

Indeed, we shall never
know for certain

if Guinan is correct

but I have decided the
consequences of that possibility

are too grave to ignore.

Dismissed.

Sir, if you'd like my opinion...

I think I'm aware
of your opinion, Commander.

This is a briefing.

I'm not seeking your consent.

With all due respect, sir

you'd be asking 125 people
to die a meaningless death.

Not necessarily meaningless,
Commander.

The Klingons regard honor
above all else.

If the crew
of the Enterprise-C had died

fighting for the survival
of a Klingon outpost

it would be considered
a meaningful act of honor

by the Klingon Empire.

Even their deaths could have
prevented this war.

If the Enterprise-C
returns to the battle

and its mission is a success

history will be
irrevocably changed.

This timeline will cease
to exist

and a new future will
have been created.

I've considered
the alternatives.

I'll go with Guinan's
recommendation.

Dismissed.

If she's right, we may not even
be in an alternate timeline.

Who knows
if we're even dead or alive?

Engineering.

Is Engineering
your destination as well?

What?

Oh, deck six.

Sorry.

If I interpret your facial
expressions correctly

you are preoccupied
with something unpleasant.

No, l...

I was just thinking
about a lot of things.

I've-I've been working
with one of the officers

on the Enterprise-C.

You know, he's-he's nice.

I like him.

I'm worried about what's
going to happen to him.

We may never know what happens.

If they succeed,
we will not even realize

that these events occurred.

Shields are up to 72%.

That's better.

Good.

Do you believe this Guinan?

I discovered long ago
that she has a special wisdom.

I've learned to trust it.

I could arrange for you
to speak with her, if you wish.

Captain, I would be lying
to you if I told you

there was a chance in hell
of coming out of this alive.

Why doesn't your ship
come back with us?

The Romulans would be
no match for your weaponry.

I can't do that.

No, I suppose not.

You don't belong in our time

any more than we belong
in yours.

To be honest with you, Picard...

a significant number
of my crew members

have expressed the desire to
return, even knowing the odds.

Some because they can't bear
to live without their loved ones

some because they
don't like the idea

of slipping out
in the middle of a fight.

But I have told them
that, in the here and now

the Federation needs another
ship against the Klingons

and we'd better get used
to being in the here and now.

But, if you go back, it could be
a great deal more helpful.

The war is going very badly
for the Federation.

Far worse
than is generally known.

Starfleet Command believes
that defeat is inevitable.

Within six months,
we may have no choice

but to surrender.

And you're saying that all this

may be a result
of our arrival here?

One more ship will make no
difference in the here and now

but, 22 years ago, one ship
could have stopped this war

before it started.

Mr. Castillo.

Yes, Captain.

Inform the crew
we're going back.

Yes, Captain.

The Romulans will get
a good fight.

We'll make it one
for the history books.

I know you will, Captain.

Lieutenant Yar.

Permission to remain
a moment, sir.

Granted.

Transporter room

Captain Picard is ready
to return to his ship.

Aye, Captain.

I just wanted
to say good luck.

I'll try to put some
of your tactical briefing

to good use
when we get back.

Your ship has much
more maneuverability

than the Romulan
counterparts of that era.

Actually, if you
could just isolate...

You'll do fine.

If you get back to Earth

and you see a man,
say, in his late 50s

taking a hard, long look
across a crowded room...

Hey, you never know.

Good-bye, Lieutenant.

Red Alert.

Full power to shields.

Shields are up.

Functioning.

Initiating evasive maneuvers,
Gamma sequence.

Ready phasers.

Enterprise-D, has your Captain

returned safely?

Acknowledged.

Captain Picard is safely aboard.

Fire phasers.

Firing phasers.

Report.

One Klingon bird-of-prey
off the starboard bow.

Firing phasers.

Load torpedo bays.

The Klingon vessel
has re-cloaked, sir.

I have no readings.

Captain Garrett, damage report.

Captain Garrett?!

This is Lieutenant Yar, sir.

Captain Garrett is dead.

I'm prepared to lead
the Enterprise back myself

Captain Picard.

Sir, Lieutenant Castillo

is the last surviving
senior officer.

He will have limited support
from ops, no tactical

reduced staff in Engineering...

I have good people
willing to do their best.

Certainly, history never
meant for this ship

to go into battle
without her Captain.

I can't speak to that point, sir

but I can get us back
to where we're supposed to be.

I believe that's what Captain
Garrett would want me to do.

Commander Data
to Captain Picard.

Go ahead.

Sir, sensors are showing

additional instability
in the time rift

possibly the result
of the battle with the Klingons.

Any signs
of other Klingon vessels?

No, sir.

Our coordinates
have been transmitted

to the Klingon Command, sir.

We mustn't remain here.

Sir, it is my intention
to return

unless you order me not to.

How soon can your ship
be ready?

We sustained moderate damage
in the attack.

I think we can get underway
in a few hours.

Make it so.

We'll give you cover.

...meet him down in the docking
area on the double.

One to beam to the Enterprise-C.

We keep saying good-bye,
don't we?

I wish we had more time.

More time?

I think we have all the time
we can handle as it is.

Lieutenant.

Can I get you something, Tasha?

Guinan, I have
to know something.

What happens to me
in the other timeline?

I don't have alternate
biographies of the crew.

As I said to the Captain,
it's just a feeling.

But there's something more
when you look at me

isn't there?

I can see it in your eyes,
Guinan.

We've known each other too long.

We weren't meant to know
each other at all.

At least, that's what I sense
when I look at you.

Tasha, you're not supposed
to be here.

Where am I supposed to be?

Dead.

Do you know how?

No, but I do know
it was an empty death--

a death without purpose.

Come.

Yes, Lieutenant?

Captain, I request a transfer
to the Enterprise-C.

For what reason?

They need someone at tactical.

We need you here.

I'm not supposed to be here,
sir.

Sit down, Lieutenant.

What did she say to you?

I don't belong here, sir.

I'm, I'm... supposed to be dead.

She felt it necessary
to reveal that to you?

I felt it was necessary.

I see.

You realize
that it is very possible

the Enterprise-C will fail.

We will continue
in this timeline.

In which case, your life,
hopefully

will continue for a long while.

I know how important it is
that they don't fail, Captain.

That's why I'm requesting
this transfer.

You don't belong on that ship,
Lieutenant.

No, Captain Garrett
belongs on that ship

but she's dead.

And I think there's a certain
logic in this request.

There's no logic in this at all.

Whether they succeed or not...

the Enterprise-C
will be destroyed.

But, Captain

at least with someone
at tactical

they will have a chance
to defend themselves well.

It may be a matter
of seconds or minutes

but those could be the minutes
that change history.

Guinan says I died
a senseless death

in the other timeline.

I didn't like the sound
of that, Captain.

I've always known the risks

that come
with a Starfleet uniform.

If I'm to die in one

I'd like my death
to count for something.

Lieutenant...

Permission granted.

Thank you, sir.

I'm showing phaser banks
up to 70% efficiency.

We've got an hour left.

Let's see if we can
get them up to 90.

Aye, sir.

Parker, you've got Ops.

Fredericks, take the conn.

I'll handle tactical.

Lieutenant Tasha Yar
reporting for duty, sir.

You're not part of my crew.

I am now.

Captain Picard approved
my request for transfer.

This isn't a joke, Tasha.

We're going back into the rift,
into battle.

We're not coming back.

I know the mission.

These are my orders, Lieutenant.

But I don't want you here.

You need me here.

Show me someone in your crew

who can do the job
better than I can.

Welcome aboard.

Take your station, Lieutenant.

Aye, sir.

Military Log, supplemental.

Lieutenant Tasha Yar
has transferred

to the Enterprise-C, where she
has taken over tactical duties.

Meanwhile,
our long-range scanners

have picked up
Klingon battle cruisers

on an intercept course.

Number and type
of ships, Mr. Crusher?

Three K'vort-class
battle cruisers, sir.

They're not even troubling
to cloak themselves.

They shouldn't be so confident

after the pasting
we gave them on Archer lV.

Attention, all hands.

As you know, we could outrun
the Klingon vessels

but we must protect
the Enterprise-C

until she enters
the temporal rift

and we must succeed.

Let's make sure
that history never forgets

the name Enterprise.

Picard out.

Mr. Data?

Shields are holding, sir.

Hold fire.

Mr. Crusher, come about

to course 1 -4-8-0-0-3.

Aye, sir.

Photon torpedoes ready.

Dispersal pattern: Sierra.

And fire.

One enemy target hit, sir.

Moderate damage to
their forward shields.

Our shields are still holding.

Minor damage to secondary hull.

Course 148...

Correction.

Course 170

mark 014.

Sir, one of the ships
is breaking off

and going towards
the Enterprise-C.

Mr. Crusher, keep us within 200
kilometers of the Enterprise-C.

Coming to 217 mark 1 15.

Increasing
to two-thirds impulse.

Damage control teams, deck 14.

Engineering to Bridge, starboard
power coupling is down.

Containment field
generator three is damaged.

Attempting to bypass.

If we lose
antimatter containment...

Acknowledged, La Forge.

Sir, the Klingons
are flanking us

attempting to draw us away
from the Enterprise-C.

Hold course, Mr. Crusher.

Continual fire, all phasers.

One enemy target destroyed, sir.

Damage report.

Heavy casualties
in the secondary hull.

Navigational sensor array
inoperative.

Antimatter containment fields
are failing.

If I can't stabilize them

I'll have to dump
the reactor core or she'll blow.

Shields buckling, Captain.

They will not...

La Forge to Bridge.

I can't hold the antimatter
containment fields.

Initiating emergency shutdown.

Coolant leak.

Bridge, we've got a coolant leak
in the engine core.

I can't shut it down.

I estimate two minutes
to a warp core breach.

Come on, get out!

Go, go, go, go, go!

How long before the Enterprise-C
enters the rift?

52 seconds, sir.

All remaining power
to the defense systems.

Power couplings severed
in forward phaser banks.

Attempting to bypass.

Controls not responding.

Federation Ship Enterprise

surrender and prepare
to be boarded.

That will be the day.

Report, Lieutenant.

Readings fluctuated momentarily.

It appeared to be a ship,
but then it vanished.

The phenomenon is closing in
on itself, Captain.

Very well.

Prepare a class-1 sensor probe.

We'll leave it behind
to monitor the final closure.

Mr. Crusher, lay in a course
for Archer lV.

Captain, this is Guinan.

Is everything all right
up there?

Guinan?

Yes, everything's fine.

Is something wrong?

No... no, everything's fine.

Sorry to bother you.

Geordi, tell me about...

Tasha Yar.