All language subtitles for StarTrek.TNG-s03e26.The.Best.of.Both.Worlds-Part.1

Captain's Log, Stardate 43989.1.

The Enterprise has arrived
at Jouret lV

in response to a distress signal

from one of the Federation's
outermost colonies.

Anything from the surface?

No, sir. There have
been no communications

from the colony
for over 12 hours.

Sensors picking up
any signs of life?

None.

The surface environment

is safe for transport,
Commander.

Mr. o'Brien.

Verify these are
accurate coordinates

for the New Providence Colony.

Coordinates verified, sir.

You're at the center of town.

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.

Captain's Log, Stardate 43992.6.

Admiral Hanson
and Lieutenant Commander Shelby

of Starfleet Tactical

have arrived to review
the disappearance

of New Providence Colony.

No sign remains
of the 900 inhabitants.

The truth is...

hell, we are not ready.

We've known they were coming
for over a year.

We've thrown every resource we
have into this, but still...

Then you're convinced
it is the Borg.

That's what I'm here
to find out.

The initial descriptions
of the surface conditions

are almost identical
to your report from System J-25.

Commander Riker
wrote those reports.

He agrees with you.

Commander Shelby

took over Borg tactical analysis
six months ago.

I've learned to give her
a wide latitude

when I want to get things done.

That's how I intend
to operate here.

My priority has been
to develop some kind--

any kind-- of defense strategy.

obviously, nothing we have now
can stop them.

We've been designing new weapons

but they're all
still on the drawing board.

We expected much more lead time.

Your encounter with the Borg

was over 7,000 light years away.

If this is the Borg,
it would indicate they have

a source of power
far superior to our own.

I'd like to see the colony site
as soon as possible, Captain.

It'll be dark there
in 30 minutes.

We've scheduled an away team
for dawn.

Number one, why don't you

show the Commander
to her quarters.

It's our poker night, Admiral.

There's always
an open seat for you.

Another time, Commander.

Your Captain and l
have a lot to cover.

But, uh, rumor has it

Commander Shelby has
played a hand or two.

Keep your eye on her, Jean-Luc.

She's one very impressive
young lady.

You seem rather taken
with her, J.P.

Just an old man's fantasies.

When Shelby came into Tactical,
every admiral's uncle

had a take
on this Borg business.

She cut through it.

She put us on track.

Earl Grey?

Please.

She'd make you one hell
of a First officer.

Already have a hell
of a First officer.

Don't tell me he's going
to pass up another commission.

one's available?

The Melbourne.

It's his if he wants it.

Hasn't he told you?

He'll make a fine captain, J.P.

You may want to tell him that.

We're still waiting
on his decision.

This is the third time

we've pulled out
the Captain's chair for Riker.

He just won't sit down.

Well, let me tell you something,
Jean-Luc--

there are a lot
of young hotshots like Shelby

on the way up.

Riker could suddenly look

Iike he's standing still
next to them.

He's hurting his career
by staying put.

And if I were you,
I'd kick him in the rear end

for his own good.

I don't know exactly
what I'm looking for

but we've tested the sections
of the Enterprise's hull

that were damaged by the Borg.

There were some unusual
magnetic-resonance traces.

A Borg footprint?

That's my theory.

I'll see if it holds up
tomorrow.

I've reviewed your personnel.

I'll be assigning Mr. La Forge

and Mr. Data to accompany me
on the away team.

I've already assigned them
to the away team.

And I'll be with you as well,
Commander.

of course.

I appreciate any assistance
you can offer.

Tell me, Commander.

Is serving aboard the Enterprise

as extraordinary an experience
as I've heard?

Every bit.

Good, because I intend
to convince Captain Picard

that I'm the right choice
for the job.

Job? Which job?

Yours, of course.

I'm sorry.

I heard that you were leaving.

If I were, I'm sure you'd be
the first to know.

Poker's at 1700 hours
in my quarters, deck eight.

Got another king
in the hole, eh, Data?

I am afraid I cannot
answer that, Wesley

and as you are
a newcomer to the game

may I say, it is inappropriate
for you to ask.

I will buy another card,
Counselor.

No help there.

Fold. Again.

Three jacks looking back
for the handsome young Ensign.

Pair of deuces stands.

Flush, possible straight flush.

Hmm.

Your bet, Mr. Crusher.

I'm in for ten.

Call.

Now it's time
for the long pants.

There's your ten.
100.

He's got the straight flush,
folks.

Not necessarily.

Commander Riker
may be bluffing, Wesley.

I don't think so.

Fold.

With three jacks?

What, are you kidding?

Wesley, you may get
straight A's in school

but there's a lot you
need to learn about poker.

Well, I've only got two pair

but I've got to see
your hole card.

I'll call.

You got him.

Mr. Data and our guest
appear to be tardy.

Sir, Commander Shelby
and Data beamed down

to the planet's surface
an hour ago.

on whose authority?

on hers, sir.

Morning.

Early bird gets the worm, eh?

We've had
some interesting results.

Commander Shelby...

Walk with me, Commander.

Early bird?

I believe
Commander Shelby erred.

There is no evidence
of avifaunal

or crawling vermicular
life-forms on Jouret lV.

That's not what she meant, Data,
but you're right-- she erred.

I'm sorry, but I woke up early

and I saw that a weather
system was moving in.

It could have affected
the soil readings.

So without any regard

for the risk of coming
down here alone...

Really, Commander,
if we ran into the Borg here

two extra bodies wouldn't have
made a hell of a difference

now, would they?

We had three hours
before the storm front hit

Iess than two hours now.

Data was available.

I took him.
We came.

I don't see your problem.

My problem, Commander,
is I expect to be notified

before there's a change
in my orders.

Noted for future reference.

Do you wish to hear my report,
sir?

Go ahead.

The soil contains the same
magnetic-resonance traces.

That's our footprint.

There's no doubt anymore.

It is the Borg.

Captain's Log, Stardate 43993.5.

With confirmation of the Borg's
presence in Federation space

Admiral Hanson has returned
to Starbase 324

to discuss strategy
with Starfleet Command.

Lieutenant Commander Shelby
remains onboard

to continue
tactical preparations.

I've also ordered
a standing Yellow Alert.

All Federation-allied outposts
have been warned.

ops will continue to monitor
long-range sensors.

I've assigned Data,
La Forge and Mr. Crusher

to work with Commander Shelby.

Good.

You've covered all the bases.

What's your impression
of Shelby?

She knows her stuff.

She has your full confidence?

Well, I think
she needs supervision.

She takes the initiative
a little too easily--

sometimes with risks.

Sounds like a young
Lieutenant Commander

I recruited
as a First officer.

Perhaps.

Will...

what the hell are you
still doing here?

Sir?

You've been offered
the Melbourne.

I've decided not to pursue
that commission at this time.

She's a fine ship, Will.

Yes, but she's not
the Enterprise.

With all due respect, sir,
you need me, particularly now.

Indeed.

Starfleet needs good Captains,
particularly now.

Reconsider your decision.

Are you telling me to leave,
Captain?

I'm asking you to look
at your career objectively.

Will, you're ready
to work without a net.

You're ready to take command.

And, you know, Enterprise

will go along
just fine without you.

What am I still doing here?

Deanna, I pushed myself hard
to get this far.

I... I sacrificed a lot.

I always said I wanted
my own command

and yet... something's
holding me back.

Is it wrong for me
to want to stay?

What do you think?

Maybe I'm just afraid
of the big chair.

I don't think so.

The Captain says

Shelby reminds him
of the way that I used to be

and he's right.

She comes in here
full of drive and ambition.

Impatient, taking risks.

I look at her and I wonder what
happened to those things in me.

I liked those things about me.

I've lost something.

You mean, you're older,
more experienced

a little more... seasoned.

"Seasoned."

That's a horrible thing
to say to a man.

I don't think
you've lost a thing.

And I think you've gained
more than you realize.

You're much more
comfortable with yourself

than you used to be.

Maybe that's the problem--

I'm too comfortable here.

I'm not sure I know
what that means.

You're happy here

happier than I've ever
known you to be.

So... it comes down
to a simple question.

What do you want, Will Riker?

...a manipulation effect in
the Borg ship's subspace field.

A definite pattern
at 4.8 minute intervals

during your first
confrontation with them.

It might indicate high-output
auxiliary generators kicking in.

one theory is that their
systems are decentralized

with redundant power sources
located throughout the ship.

That is a reasonable conclusion.

Borg technology has given
each member of their society

the ability to interface
and function collectively.

It is likely they

have constructed their ship
with the same philosophy.

You knock out one generator

and another one takes over
without interruption.

What kind of damage would we
have to do to shut them down?

Projections suggest
that a Borg ship like this one

could continue
to function effectively

even if 78% of it
was inoperable.

And our best shot
barely scratched the surface.

Well, from what I've seen

I can't believe that any
of these new weapon systems

can be ready in less
than 18 months, Commander.

We've been projecting 24.

Is there anything we can do here

to adapt
our current defense systems?

We'll have to go through
the specs again, but...

I don't know.

My mind's turned to clay.

Mine, too.

I think we should look

at modifying
the plasma phaser design.

Commander, I think
we should call it a night.

That's an order.

We'll reconvene at 0500.

Sir, if I may be allowed
to continue with Mr. Data

who does not require rest.

You need rest, Commander.

If we have a confrontation
with the Borg

without improving
our defense systems...

If we have a confrontation

I don't want a crew
fighting the Borg

at the same time they're
fighting their own fatigue.

Dismissed.

At 1900 hours yesterday

the USS Lalo
departed Zeta Alpha ll

on a freight run
to Sentinel Minor lV.

At 2200 hours and 12 minutes

a distress signal was received
at Starbase 157.

The Lalo reported contact
with an alien vessel

described as cube-shaped.

The distress signal
ended abruptly

and she has not been
heard from since.

Mr. Data, how long would it take
to get there at warp nine?

one hour, 17 minutes, sir.

Make it so.

We're coming
with every available starship

to assist, Captain

but the closest help
is six days away.

We'll try and keep them
occupied until you arrive.

I know you will.

Hanson out.

All hands stand
to battle stations.

Commander Shelby

what is the status
of our defense preparations?

Mr. La Forge has a plan
to modulate shield nutation.

Hopefully, that'll
hold them off for a while.

At the same time, we'll be

retuning phasers to higher
EM base emitting frequencies--

try to disrupt
their subspace field.

What's your assessment
of our potential effectiveness?

It's a shot in the dark, Captain

but for now,
it's the best we can do.

Dismissed.

Sir, reading unidentified vessel
just entering sensor range

bearing 210 mark 151.

Hail them, Mr. Worf.

No response, sir.

Move to intercept.

Aye, sir.

Sir, the vessel
has already changed course

to intercept us.

Approaching at warp 9.3.

Entering visual range.

on screen.

Magnify.

Mr. Worf,
dispatch a subspace message

to Admiral Hanson.

We have engaged the Borg.

Captain, you are being hailed.

I am?

Yes, Captain-- by name.

Data, is it the same ship
we faced at J-25?

Uncertain, Commander.

But the dimensions
are precisely the same.

on screen.

I am Captain Jean-Luc...

...Jean-Luc Picard, Captain
of the Starship Enterprise

registry NCC-1701-D.

You will lower your shields
and prepare

to transport yourself
aboard our vessel.

If you do not cooperate,
we will destroy your ship.

You have committed acts
of aggression

against the United Federation
of Planets.

If you do not withdraw
immediately...

You will surrender yourself

or we will destroy your ship.

Your defensive capabilities

are unable to withstand...

What the hell
do they want with you?

I thought they weren't
interested in human life-forms--

only our technology.

Their priorities
seem to have changed.

open.

Channel open.

We have developed
new defense capabilities

since our last meeting,
and we are prepared to use them

if you do not withdraw
from Federation space.

Captain,
shields are being probed.

I'm modulating nutation.

Captain, the Borg are attempting
to lock onto us

with their tractor beam.

Load torpedo bays.
Arm phasers.

Lock coordinates on the source
of the tractor beam.

Shield status.

Holding, sir.

The nutation modulation
has them confused.

They have the ability
to analyze and adapt, Commander.

Shield modulation has failed.

They've locked on.

Shields are being drained.

90%... 80...

Trying to recalibrate nutation.

Damn!

Shields have failed.

Fire all weapons.

Their subspace field is intact.

New phaser frequencies
had no impact.

Reverse engines.

Full reverse.

We're not moving.

Fire at will.

Launching torpedoes.

Phaser spread continuing.

Still no damage
to the Borg vessel, sir.

Warning. outer hull breach.

They are cutting into the hull--
Engineering section.

Geordi, evacuate Engineering.

Computer, evacuation sequence.

Sealing doors to core chamber.

Come on now.
Let's move it, people!

Let's move it.
Let's go!

Warning. Inner hull failing.

Decompression danger
deck 36, section four.

Sealing Main Engineering.

Data, fluctuate phaser
resonance frequencies.

Random settings,
keep them changing.

Don't give them time to adapt.

The tractor beam
has been released.

Warp nine.

Course 151 mark 330.

Engage.

They are in pursuit, Captain.

Maintain course.

Damage report, Geordi.

Hull rupture
in Main Engineering.

The damage is pretty heavy.

We lost a lot of good people
down there.

1 1 dead, eight more
unaccounted for, Captain.

Repair teams to Engineering.

Seal hull breach.

They didn't get to the core.

I can control functions
from here.

Now approaching
the Paulson Nebula, sir.

Drop to impulse.

Take us in, Ensign.

The field's getting too dense,
sir.

Steady.

Analysis of the nebula cloud,
Mr. Data.

82% dilithium hydroxyls...

magnesium, chromium.

Should provide
an effective screen

against their sensors, Captain.

Mr. La Forge,
prepare to reverse engines.

Full stop.

The Borg ship
is continuing scans

attempting to locate us.

Good.

As long as they're
looking for us

they won't hurt anyone else.

Time index: 514.

Data started to fluctuate
phaser resonance frequencies.

The Borg's beam breaks contact.

Slow playback.

Take a closer look, Commander.

Mr. La Forge?

There's a two percent drop
in power for an instant

but it is system-wide.

The phaser frequency spread
was in a high narrow band.

Conceivably, the ship's
power distribution nodes

are vulnerable
to those frequencies.

If we can generate
a concentrated burst of power

at that same
frequency distribution--

I mean a lot more
than anything our phasers

or photon torpedoes
could ever provide.

How do we do that?

The main deflector dish.

It's the only component
on the Enterprise

designed to channel that much
power at controlled frequencies.

End program.

Unfortunately,
there is one slight detail.

In the process, the blast

completely destroys
the Enterprise as well.

If we could get further away,
increase the deflector's range.

It could work.

In the meantime,
we should retune all phasers

including the hand units,
to the same frequency.

Proceed.

I'll inform the Captain.

There is
one other recommendation

I'd like to make, Commander.

Separate the saucer section.

Assign a skeleton crew
to create a diversion.

We may need the power from
the saucer's impulse engines.

But it would give them more
than one target to worry about.

It's too great a risk.

I'd like the Captain
to make that decision, sir.

Commander,
I bring all the alternatives

to the Captain's attention.

That will be all.

I going to need to install
higher capacity power transfers

to the deflector dish,
Commander.

How long?

Better part of a day.

She gets a full head
of steam, doesn't she?

Mm-hmm. She's a formidable
presence, to say the least

but I'm convinced she can
help us here, Commander.

I am, too.

Don't worry about it.

I can handle Shelby.

Come.

Come in, Number one.

Commander Shelby
was just telling me

of your... concerns
about her plan.

I'm sorry if she troubled you,
sir.

I have already informed her...

Yes, I entirely agree
with you, Number one.

It's not the time.

But the time may come

when we will be required
to take greater risks.

I want you to consider her plan
as a fall-back position.

Make the necessary preparations.

Very good, sir.

Deck eight, Battle Bridge.

Halt.

Commander, you and I need
to have a conversation.

You never ordered me not to
discuss this with the Captain.

You disagree with me-- fine.

You need to take it
to the Captain-- fine.

Through me.

You do an end run
around me again

I'll snap you back so hard

you'll think you're
a first-year cadet again.

May I speak frankly, sir?

By all means.

You're in my way.

Really.

How terrible for you.

All you know how to do
is play it safe.

I suppose
that's why someone like you

sits in the shadow
of a great man

for as long as you have

passing up one command
after another.

Proceed to deck eight.

When it comes to this ship
and this crew

you're damned right
I play it safe.

If you can't make
the big decisions, Commander

I suggest you make room
for someone who can.

Captain's Log, Stardate 43996.2.

The Enterprise remains
concealed in the dust cloud.

And, to my surprise, the Borg
have maintained their position

waiting for us
to come out of hiding.

I have no explanation

for their special interest
in me or this ship.

We continue to prepare
our defenses

for the inevitable confrontation

but, I must admit, on this night

I contemplate
the distinct possibility

that no defense may be adequate
against this enemy.

Captain.

Trouble sleeping?

It's something of a tradition,
Guinan--

Captain touring the ship
before a battle.

oh.

Before a hopeless battle

if I remember
the tradition correctly.

Not necessarily.

Nelson toured the HMS Victory
before Trafalgar.

Yes, but Nelson never returned
from Trafalgar, did he?

No, but the battle was won.

Do you expect
this battle to be won?

We may yet prevail.

That's... a conceit.

But... it's a healthy one.

I wonder if the Emperor Honorius

watching the Visigoths
coming over the seventh hill

truly realized that the Roman
Empire was about to fall.

This is just another page
in history, isn't it?

Will this be the end
of our civilization?

Turn the page.

This isn't the end.

You say that
with remarkable assuredness.

With experience.

When the Borg destroyed
my world

my people were scattered
throughout the universe.

We survived.

As will humanity survive.

As long as there's
a handful of you

to keep the spirit alive

you will prevail.

Even if it takes a millennium.

Captain Picard,
report to the Bridge.

I'm on my way, Lieutenant.

They're some sort
of magnetometric-guided charges.

Status of shields?

Back to 48%, Captain.

Mr. La Forge, I may have
to take us out of the nebula.

I want all the power
you can give me.

Engines are ready, Captain.

Recommend you adjust
shield harmonics

to favor the upper EM band
when you proceed.

Acknowledged.

Direct hit, deck nine.

Damage report.

Structural latching system
integrity breached.

Prepare to take us
out of here, Number one.

Fire up the engines.

Half impulse
till we clear the nebula

then punch it up to warp nine.

Ready phasers,
load forward torpedo bays.

Engage.

Borg tractor beam
is attempting to lock on.

Fire at will.

Continue rotating
shield frequency.

Shields failing.

Tractor beam has locked on.

It's no use.

They've already adapted
to the new frequencies.

The Borg ship is disengaging.

Leaving at warp speed.

Maintain pursuit.

Borg vessel has reached
warp nine, 9.4, 9.6.

Stay with them.

Riker to o'Brien.

Can you get a fix
on the Captain?

Negative, sir.

There's some kind
of interference.

I can't lock in on his signal.

Senior officers,
report to the Bridge.

Sir, the coordinates
they have set--

they are on a direct course

to Sector 001 --
the Terran system.

Earth.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard

you lead the strongest ship
of the Federation fleet.

You speak for your people.

I have nothing to say to you

and I will resist you
with my last ounce of strength.

Strength is irrelevant.

Resistance is futile.

We wish to improve ourselves.

We will add your biological

and technological
distinctiveness to our own.

Your culture will adapt
to service ours.

Impossible.

My culture is based on freedom
and self-determination.

Freedom is irrelevant.

Self-determination
is irrelevant.

You must comply.

We would rather die.

Death is irrelevant.

Your archaic cultures
are authority driven.

To facilitate our introduction
into your societies

it has been decided that a human
voice will speak for us

in all communications.

You have been chosen
to be that voice.

Commander, they are leading us

into the heart
of our own defenses.

Yeah, well, so far,
they haven't had

much of a reason
to worry about our defenses.

Commander, if the Borg
stay at warp 9.6

we'll be forced
to discontinue pursuit

and power down
in less than three hours.

Two hours, 40 minutes,
three seconds.

How long
before the deflector's ready?

We're close, a few hours maybe.

I know-- I'll get it done
in two somehow

but, Commander, I'm going
to need serious power

from the warp engines
to make this weapon work.

So far, we're using
everything we've got

just to keep up with them.

Sir, we've got to get that ship
down to impulse.

I'm leading an away team over
there to get the Captain back.

We'll find a way
to get them out of warp.

Ensign Crusher, you continue
to assist Mr. La Forge.

Commander Shelby,
you'll take the Bridge

and coordinate with Starfleet.

Data, Worf, Doctor,
you're with me.

Excuse me, sir.

With my knowledge of the Borg...

Those are my orders, Commander!

Commander Riker

it is inappropriate for you
to lead the away team.

Until the return
of Captain Picard

you are in command
of the Enterprise.

We're in a state of war

and your place is on the Bridge.

Commander Shelby

you'll lead the away team.

Make it so.

First officer's Log,
Stardate 43998.5.

our pursuit of the Borg

continues on a course
that will take us

to the very core
of the Federation.

The devastation they could bring
is beyond imagination.

These phasers have been retuned.

Each has a different frequency
spanning the upper EM band.

All right, a reminder--
we only get to use

each of these once, maybe twice,
before the Borg learn to adapt.

Don't fire until you have to.

What kind of resistance
should we expect?

At our first encounter,
the Borg virtually ignored us

when we beamed aboard
their vessel.

Clearly, they did not consider
our being there a threat.

That may change, however

if we start interfering
with their plans.

Shelby to Bridge.

Away team ready.

We've got 58 minutes

before we have to power down
and disengage.

Understood.

Proceed. Commander?

No unnecessary risks.
Clear?

Very clear, sir.

Shelby out.

We've matched warp velocity
for transport, Commander.

Energize.

Tricorder functions minimal.

Any signs of human life?

Inconclusive.

Look at this.

This is extraordinary.

Those appear to be

some kind of power
waveguide conduits

which allow them
to work collectively

as they perform ship functions.

There's no way to take
out enough of these

to disable them.

What if we look at this

from the mosquito's
point of view?

Interesting metaphor, Doctor.

What is your idea?

If we sting them
in a tender spot

they might stop for a minute
to scratch.

Distribution nodes.

If we take out a few of these,
it just might make them scratch.

The Captain's communicator--
it is still activated.

Crusher to Picard.

Can you hear me?

Can you locate it, Worf?

This way.

I strongly recommend redeploying
all available defenses

to protect Sector 001, Admiral.

We're moving to intercept
at Wolf 359.

We'll make our stand there.

How much longer can you
maintain pursuit?

22 minutes if they stay
at their current speed.

If we can't bring them
out of warp

we'll do as much damage
as we can

before we have to disengage.

Picard?

Nothing yet, sir.

In here.

Shelby to Enterprise.

Go ahead.

We've found
the Captain's uniform

and his communicator.

We're resuming our search.

Stand by, Commander.

We're in business.

It'll burn out
the main deflector

but it'll be one hell of a bang.

Radiation danger?

We're going to have to evacuate

the entire forward half
of the secondary hull

and the lower three decks
of the saucer.

I'll see to that.

Commander Shelby

we have only 17 minutes
of warp power left.

Do whatever you can
to get them out of warp.

Acknowledged.

Shelby out.

Let's take out some
of these distribution nodes

and see what happens.

Sir, they've done it.

The Borg ship
is dropping out of warp.

Go to impulse.

Aye, sir.

Diverting warp power
to main deflector.

Move us
to within 40,000 kilometers

and match velocity.

Commence arming sequence.

Increase deflector modulation
to upper frequency band.

Shelby to Enterprise.

Encountering resistance.

Prepare to beam us back
on my signal.

They're adapting
to the frequencies.

Jean-Luc.

Captain!

Enterprise, get us out of here.

The Captain?

We were unable
to retrieve him, sir.

The Captain has been altered
by the Borg.

Altered?

He is a Borg.

We'll go back.

I need more people.

We need to retune
the phasers again.

We'll get him out of there.

Commander.

Reading subspace field
fluctuations from within

the Borg ship.

Looks like they're...

regenerating-- restoring power.

They could be capable
of warp any minute.

Is the deflector ready?

It's ready.

Will, he's alive.

If we could get him
back to the ship

I might be able to restore...

This is our only chance
to destroy them.

If they get back into warp,
our weapon is useless.

We'll sabotage them again
if we have to.

We can't maintain power.

We don't have the time.

Prepare to fire.

At least consult
with Starfleet Command.

Get Admiral Hanson on subspace.

Belay that order, Lieutenant.

There's no time.

Sir, we are being hailed
by the Borg.

on screen.

I am Locutus of Borg.

Resistance is futile.

Your life, as it has been,
is over.

From this time forward,
you will service us.

Mr. Worf... fire.