All language subtitles for StarTrek.TNG-s06e03.Man.of.the.People

Captain's Log, Stardate 46071.6.

We have been called
to the aid of a transport ship

which has been attacked
near Rekag-Seronia.

Hostilities between
the two factions on that planet

have intensified recently

threatening an important
Federation shipping route.

Captain, sensors have located
the transport ship.

Two Rekag battle cruisers
are flanking it.

Red Alert!

Shields up.

Phasers on line.

Photon torpedoes
armed and ready.

Is the transport
still under attack?

The cruisers' weapons
are powered up...

Sir, the Rekag ships are turning
and heading out of sensor range.

They don't want
to take on the Enterprise.

We are now within visual range
of the transport, sir.

On screen.

Sensors indicate damage

to the Dorian's
subspace emitter.

Audio communication only, sir.

Open a channel, Mr. Worf.

Aye, sir.

This is Captain Jean-Luc Picard

of the Federation
Starship Enterprise.

Captain Talmadge of the Dorian.

Glad you're here.

We took some shield damage

from the Rekag ships,
but we're still intact.

Do you have any injuries?

Can we assist you in any way?

No injuries,
but I'd like permission

to transport
two of our passengers

to your ship.

Of course.

We're conveying a mediator
to Seronia.

I think he's the reason
the Rekags fired on us.

...traveled... negotiations...

Captain, I'm losing you.

Go ahead and beam
your passengers on board.

Counselor, after you've seen
to their needs

will you escort them
to my ready room.

Yes, Captain.

Cancel Red Alert.

Mr. Worf, take
the weapons off-line.

Aye, sir.

I'm Counselor Deanna Troi.

Ambassador Ves Alkar...

and my mother, Sev Maylor.

Counselor, it's imperative
that I speak to the Captain.

You think he's attracted to you,
but he isn't.

You offer him nothing.

She's hasn't been feeling well.

Could she be taken to quarters?

Of course.

Chief.

I'll take you to Captain Picard.

Mother, go with her.

Don't pursue him.

I won't have it.

I'll stop you.

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.

I'm grateful for the
Federation's offer to escort me

but if I arrive on Rekag-Seronia
on board the Enterprise...

the armed flagship
of Starfleet...

my mission as negotiator
of peace will be compromised.

There must be
a Federation transport ship

somewhere in the area
that could take me there.

With all due respect...

Admiral, to put the Ambassador

on board
another unarmed transport

would be to invite
a second assault.

I believe the attack on us
was an isolated incident

nothing more.

Ambassador Alkar,
the Rekag-Seronia dispute

has threatened Federation ships
for many months.

We are grateful
that you are willing

to undertake this mission
and you have our full support.

Thank you, sir.

However, we also recognize
that safety is an issue...

not just yours,
but the crew that escorts you.

To send you
on an unarmed transport

puts everyone at risk.

I think it best
if you proceed to Rekag-Seronia

aboard the Enterprise.

Then I have no choice.

Once you get to Rekag-Seronia

you can conduct your
negotiations as you see fit.

Until then, you'll be in good
hands with Captain Picard.

I understand, sir.

Good luck,
and a successful journey.

Picard to Commander Riker.

Yes, sir?

Set a course for Seronia.

Aye, sir.

That will be all for today.

There will be another class
tomorrow at 0700 hours.

The skills are demanding.

You're very disciplined.

I believe in a strong connection
between body and mind.

You obviously share
the same convictions.

Yes, I do.

Only sometimes, my body

has a problem conforming
to my mind's wishes.

I would imagine
that your self-discipline

helps you in your work.

I don't know about that.

I think maybe my biggest
asset is patience.

I'll let everyone talk
until they're exhausted

and, when I start,
they're too tired to argue.

You're going to need
all your patience in Seronia.

I can't imagine
how you're going

to get those two sides
talking to each other.

Neither can I.

I won't know that
until we get there.

I tend to feel my way
through a situation.

Deck nine.

If I were empathic, like you

I'd have a real advantage.

I thought Lumerians
were empathic.

Only with each other,
not other species

so I don't have any idea

what you might
be feeling just now.

Curiosity.

What I sense from you
is very unusual...

calmness, serenity,
tranquillity.

You seem to embody
the very qualities

that you hope
to draw out in others.

Tell me, Counselor

have you ever been involved
in diplomatic negotiations?

Several times,
with Captain Picard.

There have been instances
when having an empath along

has been helpful.

I'm sure.

I could use some of that help.

Would you come with me
when we reach Seronia?

If the Captain authorizes it,
of course I will.

Good.

I hope to see you again.

You're late!

Mother, I told you

that I'd be gone
for over an hour.

You're late because of her.

Have you mated with him yet?

What?

That's what you want, isn't it?

Mother... please, come in.

I can always tell...

the ones with a certain
look in their eye.

I'd better go.

Mother, please...

And I'll tell you this.

If you do, you'll regret it
the rest of your life.

Mother, come in, please.

You should lie down.

Come in.

Hi.

It's that time again.

The dreaded crew
evaluation reports.

Oh, does it have to be today?

It's not going to be
any easier tomorrow.

It might.

What's wrong?

I've just had
a disturbing encounter

with Alkar's mother.

She frightens me, Will.

The feelings I sense from her
are malevolent.

They're out of proportion.

They're evil.

Well, I know she's been
sick, and she's very old.

She's probably senile.

Who knows, we could all
end up that way someday.

You're right.

Okay, let's get through
these evaluations

and when we're done

I'm going to reward myself
with two ice cream sundaes.

First, molecular biology.

Lieutenant Jeffrey Fratis.

Worf to Commander Riker.

Go ahead.

Can you report
to Ambassador Alkar's quarters?

There is an emergency.

We're on our way.

40 cc's inaprovaline.

I'm sorry, Ambassador.

She was ill.

I never should have
brought her along.

She was 93.

She'd lived a long life.

I should be grateful for that.

Alkar, is there anything
I can do?

Counselor, there's
a funeral meditation...

part of our rituals.

As an empath

you're the only person on board
who could perform it with me.

I'll be glad to help.

This meditation is one
of our most sacred ceremonies.

Hold the stone like this.

Rohm gah, sevi rohm.

Say after me.

An end to grief...

An end to grief...

an end to pain...

an end to pain...

strength comes from love...

strength comes from love...

...and courage from wisdom.

...and courage from wisdom.

Thank you.

Computer,
today's appointment calendar.

0900 hours, counseling session
with Ensign Janeway.

1000 hours,
counseling session...

Cancel them.

Cancel everything
till after lunch.

Acknowledged.

You wanted to see me, Doctor?

Yes, Captain.

I'm sorry to bother you,
but I'm a little concerned.

I haven't been able to determine
the cause of death.

She was elderly,
and Alkar said she had been ill

but I found no evidence
of any disease.

I did find abnormally
high levels

of neurotransmitter residue
in her cerebral cortex.

What are you suggesting?

I'd like to do an autopsy.

I've already spoken to Alkar

and he informs me
Lumerian custom forbids it.

Could you speak with him?

You suspect that her death

poses some kind of threat
to the Enterprise?

Well...

No.

Then we have no alternative
but to concur with his wishes.

Deanna.

Hello.

Come in, please.

I thought you might
like some company

if you're not too busy.

Nothing that can't wait.

Would you like
something to drink?

No.

I'd like you to talk to me.

About?

About you.

I don't know anything about you

and I'd like to.

There's very little to know.

I lead a very simple life.

What kind of woman
do you find attractive?

Do you find me attractive?

Extremely.

And when you find
someone attractive

what do you usually do?

That depends on a lot of things.

Is it really so complicated?

It can be.

Well, perhaps
you overthink things.

Deanna...

Yes?

I'm sorry

if I led you to believe...

You are very beautiful...

but our relationship
can't be like that.

Deck four.

Sir.

Will.

We were supposed to finish
the crew evaluation reports.

Of course. Come in.

Sir!

As you were.

Yes, sir.
Thank you, sir.

I was just leaving.

If there's anything else I need

I know where to find you.

Yes, ma'am.

Are you bothered
by his being here?

Of course not.

Good, because it's really
none of your business.

I know that.

I believe we were
with Lieutenant Fratis

in molecular biology.

Why do I think you're upset?

I don't know.

Could we just continue
with the evaluation?

Will, remember
who you're talking to.

You are bothered,
I can tell.

Deanna, I'm sorry I intruded.

When you're ready to work,
why don't you give me a call?

I will.

Captain's Log, Stardate 46073.6.

We have arrived without incident

at Rekag-Seronia
where two members

of Ambassador Alkar's delegation
have been waiting.

They have joined us
to report on the situation

in the capital city.

Things have deteriorated
steadily.

Rekag sympathizers
in outlying districts

have attacked several towns.

But I was under the impression

that there was
a cease-fire agreement.

Oh, it was broken before
it went into effect.

A Rekag shuttle strayed
into Seronian space

and was destroyed
by fighter craft.

Naturally, the Rekags
retaliated.

There's been fighting
ever since.

If they would just
sit down with me...

The Rekags won't go into
Seronian territory for talks

and the Seronians
won't go to Rekag.

In the meantime, they fight.

Ambassador, the situation
sounds so volatile.

Perhaps a cooling-off period...

These people need an end
to the fighting now.

To delay a week, even a few days
could cost thousands of lives.

Then I would recommend

that we ask both sides
if they would agree

to meet in the city of Darthen.

Why Darthen?

It's a coastal city.

It has been neutral
throughout the conflict.

Both Seronians
and Rekag Ioyalists live there.

It might be acceptable
as a compromise.

Contact their leaders.

If they will meet me in Darthen,
I will join them there tomorrow.

I know it must be my imagination

but it seems as though
Lieutenant Pinder

just doesn't want me
in his section.

What makes you think that?

He's so critical.

I can't ever do anything
to please him

and I try, Counselor.

I try to make sure
there's nothing

he could find fault with.

Give me an example
of what you mean.

Well, yesterday

I was running
routine diagnostics

on the sensor pallets.

They checked out

but Lieutenant Pinder
questioned me

because I'd allowed
a.023 variance.

That's well within
specifications.

He goes out of his way
to criticize me.

Do you know of any reason
why he might do that?

No. That's why I'm here.

Well, maybe he's just tired
of hearing you complain.

Pardon me?

I know I'm certainly tired
of it.

How do you think it feels
to sit and listen

to someone whine about
themselves all the time?

I didn't realize I was...

This isn't Starfleet Academy.

You're not going to be coddled.

If you can't take it here

then you might think
about a transport ship.

There's a lot
less pressure there.

But I love being
on the Enterprise.

I don't want to be
anywhere else.

If you aren't up to it, then
you don't deserve to be here

isn't that right?

I guess so.

So you'd better take ahold
of yourself

or be prepared for transfer.

I will, Counselor.

Thank you.

Glad I could help.

Yeah, here we go.

Biofilter log on Sev Maylor.

Geordi, could this
log have been damaged

in any way?

I don't think so.
Why do you ask?

There's a discrepancy
between the log

and the tricorder readings I
took just three days later.

The tricorder shows massive
physiological deterioration

compared with her condition
when she beamed aboard.

I find it hard to believe

that so much damage
could have occurred

in such a short period of time.

Well, I can run a diagnostic
on the biofilter system

and your tricorder.

Thanks. Of course, the best way
to get the information I need

would be to do an autopsy.

Ambassador, we've received word

from the Seronian
and the Rekag delegates.

They've agreed to meet with you
in Darthen tomorrow.

Thank you, Commander.

Counselor Troi has
altered her appearance.

Am I interrupting?

Hello, Counselor.

You want him

I can tell

but you have nothing
to give him.

Deanna, could I talk
to you in private...?

And you, you're envious of him.

You pretend to support him

but secretly
you want him to fail.

That's not so.

Please...

You must return
to your quarters.

I won't.
I want to be here with you.

Ambassador!

The Counselor and I
are needed on the Bridge.

Of course, Commander.

I don't know what you thought
you were doing in there

but you were way out of line.

Deck nine.

All right, Deanna, just
what the hell is all this?

Imzadi...

do you still care about me?

Of course I care about you.

I'm worried about you.

What's all this?

Don't you think I'm attractive?

This just isn't you.

Oh... oh, it is.

You want me, don't you?

Deanna...

I need you.

What is this?

Please!

Come in.

Deanna, I'm leaving
for the surface.

You said you'd take me with you.

I know,
but that's not possible now.

You said I'd be helpful.

You needed me.

And I still do.

You've done so much for me.

Then take me.

Don't leave me here.

Is Liva going with you?

She's been on Seronia for weeks.

She knows the people,
the situation.

She wants to take you
away from me.

Deanna, you are my anchor.

I need you more than you
could possibly realize.

Do you understand?

I need you here

making it possible
for me to do my work.

I won't let her have you!

I'll stop her!

I will go with you!

Take me with you!

Please, Alkar!

Don't leave me!

Don't do this!

No!

You wouldn't have
recognized her.

Her dress

her hair...
everything about her wa...

I'm closer to Deanna
than I've ever been to anyone

and last night, she was someone
that I had never seen before.

And you don't know of anything

that might have caused her
to behave like that?

No. I've thought
and thought about it.

I don't have an answer.

Computer, location
of Counselor Troi.

Deck six, corridor B.

Let's go.

Ambassador, I came to alert
you that the Rekags

and the Seronians
are in disagreement

about the seating arrangements
at the conference table.

I'm not surprised.

The good news however

is that the cease-fire
seems to be holding.

And that is by far
the best news.

Thank you, Captain.

Chief.

Will you take me with you?

Deanna.

Deanna, I already told you...

I won't let her have you.

Security
to Transporter Room Two.

Don't try and stop me!

No!

Let go!

It's nothing.

It's superficial.

What happened to Deanna?

All of the systems in her body
have elevated readings.

Take her to Sick Bay.

I want to see you
in Sick Bay, too.

Captain, perhaps we should delay
transporting to the surface.

No.

You should proceed
with your mission.

Very well.

Chief, transport them
to the planet's surface.

Aye, sir.

We'll have to sedate her.

20 cc's melorazine.

Yes, Doctor.

How's it feeling?

It's a little stiff,
but it'll be fine.

It'll disappear in a day or two.

Dr. Crusher.

I think you should see
these readings, Doctor.

Her neurotransmitter levels
are 300% above normal.

If you remember,
I found extremely high levels

of neurotransmitter residue
in Alkar's mother.

Could Deanna have picked up
some disease from her?

I don't know.

I need to do that autopsy.

I don't care about the customs
of Alkar's people.

I need to find out
if there's a connection

between what killed Maylor
and what's happening to Troi.

Picard to Lieutenant Worf.

Worf here, Captain.

Mr. Worf,
contact Ambassador Alkar.

I need to speak with him.

Doctor

neural energy is now
340% above normal.

Captain, Ambassador Alkar
is at the negotiation table

and cannot be disturbed.

Proceed with the autopsy.

Medical Log, Stardate 46075.1.

I have performed an autopsy
on Alkar's mother

but instead
of answering our questions

the results have created
an even deeper mystery.

I don't have
any explanation for this.

When I examined Maylor's body

I found her heart, her lungs,
her skeletal structure

most of the systems in her body

were those of a 30 year old.

But how could that be?

We both saw the woman.

That's not all.

I compared Maylor
and Alkar's DNA.

I don't know who that woman was

but she was definitely
not his mother.

Deanna's condition
is deteriorating rapidly.

She could die.

There are questions
that only Alkar can answer.

Picard to Lieutenant Worf.

Worf here, Captain.

Meet me in Transporter Room Two.

We're going down to the surface.

Aye, sir.

No, she wasn't my mother.

And she wasn't 93 years old.

Captain, did you
perform an autopsy

against my wishes?

Yes, for a very good reason.

Counselor Deanna Troi
is in Sick Bay, dying.

Dr. Crusher doesn't know
the cause of her condition

but I believe you do.

Alkar, we need you.

The Rekags have withdrawn
some of their concessions

and the Seronians
are threatening

to break off the talks.

I'll be right there.

But...

They've been arguing
for hours in there.

It seems hopeless.

But now, when
expectations are lowest

now is the moment
I can be most effective.

If I am focused, centered,
free of disquieting thoughts

I can turn these factions
toward peace.

Alkar...

Hear me out, Captain.

It's important you understand.

You see, I discovered long ago

I had the ability to channel
my darker thoughts...

my unwanted emotions...

to others,
leaving me unencumbered.

Is this what you've been doing
to Counselor Troi?

I hadn't planned it.

I'd expected Maylor to live
through the negotiation.

Her death could not
have been more untimely.

So then, you deliberately
used Deanna.

She's an empath.

I was reasonably certain

I could establish
a link with her

and frankly, I was amazed

when I saw
how quickly she'd aged.

Usually my receptacles
survive for years.

Receptacles?

Oh, come now, Captain.

Surely you can see
there's a broader canvas here.

If I came to these peace talks
hindered by unwanted emotions

then the Rekags and Seronians

would be condemned
to go on fighting.

You cannot explain away
a wantonly immoral act

because you think
that it is connected

to some higher purpose.

Captain, do you know
how many people have died

on this planet
in the last 48 hours?

Thousands.

Deanna Troi
is just one individual.

That does not justify
brutalizing her

nor any of the others
you have used.

Ask the Seronian
and Rekag children

who go to bed each night
in fear of their lives.

Captain, I get no payment.

I have no power base,
no agenda.

I am willing to risk my life
simply to help others.

Do you think that makes you
appear courageous?

Because you're mistaken.

You're a coward, Alkar.

You exploit the innocent

because you're unwilling
to shoulder the burdens

of unpleasant emotions.

Well, this time,
you will be held accountable.

I'm taking you back
to the Enterprise

to release Counselor Troi.

I have no intention
of releasing her now, or ever.

Alkar

everything is falling apart.

You have to come now.

If you'll excuse me, Captain.

Mr. Wor...

I'm needed.

You and your security chief
will leave.

Lock onto Alkar's signal
and bring him on board.

Captain, I am sure
the Seronians

have reactivated
their security field.

Then work with Mr. La Forge
to find a way to break through.

I want that man on this ship.

Aye, sir.

I'll be in Sick Bay.

If Alkar is flooding her
with this psychic waste

that would explain the high
level of neurotransmitters.

All these negative emotions
pouring into her

have caused a chemical response
in her brain.

Isn't there something
you can do to counteract it?

Enzymic decontaminants

would be able to reduce
the level of neurotransmitters

but I can't make any headway

unless Alkar stops
what he's doing.

He has no intention of stopping.

He feels perfectly justified
in using her until she dies.

Then Deanna has to die.

In order to save Deanna

Alkar has to break his link
with her

and the only way
he can only do that

is if she's no longer
an adequate receptacle.

When Maylor died, Alkar turned
immediately to Deanna.

If Deanna dies
and he breaks the link with her

then he will choose someone else

possibly someone
from his own delegation.

Wait a minute... you're talking
about killing Deanna.

I'll be able
to resuscitate her, Will

as long as it's not more
than 30 minutes

but the big question is
will that be enough time?

Alkar has to establish
a link with someone else

before we revive Deanna

or else he might
turn back to her.

We must bear in mind

that we'll be putting
his next victim at risk.

I want every possible
security measure taken

to protect that person.

How will you...?

I'll give her a hypospray
of dylamadon.

It's the gentlest way.

Proceed, Doctor.

Well, my friend

an era of bloodshed and conflict
appears to be over.

Alkar...!

What is it?

I'm fine...

just a little light-headed.

You're exhausted.

Do you want a doctor?

No, no, of course not.

Enterprise to Ambassador Alkar.

Respond, sir.

I'm here, Captain.

Ambassador, you must return
to the Enterprise immediately.

Counselor Troi is dying.

We are prepared to transport you
from the surface

whether you come willingly
or not.

There are security force fields
protecting us, Captain.

They won't protect you
any longer.

Transporter Room Two,
prepare to energize.

We're ready, Captain.

Computer, make a note.

Death occurred at 1430 hours

from respiratory
and renal failure.

Will you wait for me
in my quarters?

Of course.

It's a tragic loss

but her death had a purpose.

I intend to make certain

that you answer
for what you have done.

Your own Federation Council
has promised me

a safe and timely passage
back to my planet.

I expect you to honor that,
Captain.

How much longer do we have?

Three minutes and 40 seconds.

Transporter Room Two,
I want you to lock

onto the young woman
in Ambassador Alkar's quarters.

We may have to transport
her out of there.

Yes, Captain.

Mr. Worf, I want you

to station yourself
outside her quarters.

Aye, sir.

She helped me so much.

Without her, I couldn't have
accomplished what I did.

I'm so sorry.

Is there anything I can do?

Yes.

There is something.

If we could share
the funeral meditation...

We have a minute
and a half left.

Prepare a hypospray
of cordrazine.

We'll use that in conjunction
with the cortical stimulators.

Yes, Doctor.

Rohm gah...

sevi rohm...

rohm gah.

Rohm gah...

sevi rohm...

rohm gah.

We can't wait any longer.

Release the stasis field.

Yes, Doctor.

10 cc's cordrazine.

Cortical stimulators.

Now.

An end...

an end to pain...

An end to pain...

Again.

She has a pulse.

Blood pressure climbing.

90 over 40.

Cortical activity
approaching normal levels.

Let's neutralize
the neurotransmitters.

Initiate
decontamination sequence.

Levels are dropping, Doctor.

Down to 420% above normal.

390%...

Picard
to Transporter Room Three.

Not yet.

We won't know if it's working
till the levels are below 300%.

Alkar!

Alkar, what's wrong?

Neurotransmitter levels
are down to 310%...

290%.

Now.

Picard to Transporter
Room Three, energize.

Let me go!

Neurotransmitter levels
are down to 230%.

Worf to Captain Picard.

Ambassador Alkar is dead.

Will...

Beverly thinks Alkar
must have been

at a susceptible point
in the meditation ceremony

when he was vulnerable.

Then the flow
of negative emotions

and feelings were reversed
back to him somehow.

That's our guess.

Like a man with no immune system

he wasn't able to handle
the overload.

And Liva?

She seems to be fine.

He wasn't able to establish
a link on her.

Looking back
on the past few days

it's as though I'm looking
at a holodeck projection

of someone else.

That's how it seemed
to all of us.

Thanks for sticking by me.

I always will...

even when you're old and gray.