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Last time on Star Trek:
The Next Generation...

You are hereby requested
and required

to relinquish command
of your vessel

to Captain Edward Jellico,
Commanding Officer

USS Cairo, as of this date.

I want this ship
ready for action

and I don't have time

to give Will Riker,
or anyone else a "chance."

And forgive me
for being blunt

but the Enterprise is mine now.

Our orders are to penetrate

the Celtris III
installation.

It's a trap! Come on!

Let's go.

The Captain!

No. There are
five more of them

heading this way
from another tunnel.

You should prove
an interesting challenge.

Possibly the most interesting
to come through that door

in many years.

What do you want?

Why, you, of course.

And now, the conclusion.

Your place
of birth?

Labarre, France.

Mother's name?

Yvette Gessard.

He's ready.

Keep the serum
at that level.

What is your
current assignment?

Special operations
on Celtris III.

What is your mission
on Celtris III?

To seek and destroy
a metagenic weapon.

How many others
were part of this mission?

Two.

Name and rank?

Chief Medical Officer
Beverly Crusher.

Lieutenant Worf.

What are the Federation's
defense plans for Minos Korva?

I don't know.

Increase the level
slightly to.31.

Let's begin again,
shall we?

Name?

Picard, Jean-Luc.

Place of birth?

Labarre, France.

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 46360.8.

The negotiations
with the Cardassians

have made little progress.

I believe
a military confrontation

may be unavoidable.

Gul Lemec, I assure you
that what the Federation wants

above all,
is the preservation of peace.

Then, how do you
explain the fact

that a Federation team
launched an unprovoked assault

on Cardassian territory
less than 14 hours ago?

I don't know
what you're talking about.

Then let me explain.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard,
Lieutenant Worf

and Dr. Beverly Crusher
landed on Celtris III

attacked one of our outposts
in a brutal assault

and killed over
55 men, women

and children.

What evidence
do you have of that?

We have all the
evidence we need.

We have Captain Picard.

Is he alive?

The Cardassian Union

has yet to decide
how it will respond

to this latest provocation,
but rest assured

we will respond.

Is there any truth
in what he's saying?

Captain Picard
and the others

were sent
to investigate reports

of a metagenic weapon
on Celtris III.

It's possible that they
may have been captured

but if they did escape

they'll head for
the Lyshan System.

The Enterprise is supposed to
meet them there in eight hours.

Will, I want you to take
a shuttlecraft

and head
for the rendezvous point.

The Enterprise
will have to remain here

until the endgame
with Gul Lemec is played out.

Aye, sir.

Captain Picard.

I demand to see
a neutral representative

as required by the Federation-
Cardassian peace treaty.

We have already sent a message
to Tohvun Ill...

the nearest
neutral planet.

They assure us

they will dispatch
someone immediately.

Will you allow me
to remove your restraints?

I understand that you are
a student of archaeology.

Did you know
that Cardassia boasts

some of the most ancient
and splendid ruins

in the entire galaxy?

I know that the burial vaults

of the First
Hebitian civilization

are said to be magnificent.

Apparently, when they
were first unearthed

200 years ago, they were.

The burial vaults contained
unimaginably beautiful

artifacts made of jevonite...
a rare, breathtaking stone...

but most
of those objects are gone.

What happened to them?

What happens
to impoverished societies...

the tombs were plundered,
priceless treasures stolen.

A few were preserved in museums

but even those
were eventually sold

in order to pay
for our war efforts.

That war cost you
hundreds of thousands of lives.

It depleted your food supplies

left your population
weakened and miserable

and yet you risk another war.

Let's not waste time arguing
about issues we cannot resolve.

Would you care to tour
the Hebitian burial vaults?

What I would like
is to be returned to my ship.

My dear Captain,
you are a criminal.

You've been apprehended

invading one of our
secret facilities.

The least that will happen
is for you to stand trial

and be punished

but I'm offering you
the opportunity

for that experience to be...

civilized.

What is the price
of that opportunity?

Cooperation.

We need to know
the Federation's

defense strategy
for Minos Korva.

You've injected me with drugs.

Surely, you must realize

that I've already answered
truthfully

every question you've put to me.

Captain, we have gone to great
lengths to lure you here

because we know that,
in the event of an invasion

the Enterprise will be
the command ship for the sector

encompassing
Minos Korva.

Then, it seems you have

more knowledge of the situation
than I.

Wasted energy, Captain.

You might come to wish
you hadn't expended it

in such a futile effort.

Torture is expressly forbidden

under the terms
of the Seldonis IV Convention

governing the treatment
of prisoners of war!

Are you in good health?

Do you have any
physical ailments

I should know about?

Beautiful, isn't it?

The stone is jevonite

and now you know why
it is so highly prized.

From this point on

you will enjoy
no privilege of rank

no privileges of person.

From now on, I will refer to you
only as "human."

You have no other identity.

First Officer's Log,
supplemental.

I have returned
from the rendezvous point

in the Lyshan System

with Dr. Crusher
and Lieutenant Worf.

Captain Picard's fate
is still unknown.

There was no chance

to go back
for the Captain.

We barely made it back

to the Ferengi cargo ship
ourselves.

You were smart not to try.

I don't feel so smart.

Get some rest, Doctor.

Will.

I want Geordi to
analyze the readings

from Beverly's tricorder.

Tell him to scrutinize
every detail

of those caverns
on Celtris III.

Aye, sir.

Request permission to begin
planning a rescue operation.

I know you were
close to him, Will

but we don't even know
if he's still alive.

Under the circumstances

a rescue mission
would be foolhardy.

Shouldn't we assume
that he is alive

until it's been
proved otherwise?

We cannot just abandon him.

He's gone.

I'm sorry, Will, but you're
going to have to accept that.

I want those tricorder readings
analyzed by 1400 hours.

Yes, sir.

Good morning.

I trust you slept well.

Thirsty?

I would imagine so.

Well...

it's time to move on.

I told you all that I know.

Yes, I'm sure you have.

How many lights
do you see there?

I see four lights.

No.

There are five.

Are you quite sure?

There are four lights.

Perhaps you're aware
of the incision in your chest.

While you were under
the influence of our drugs

you were implanted
with a small device.

It's a remarkable invention.

By entering commands
in this padd

I can produce pain

in any part of your body...
at various levels

of severity.

Forgive me.

I don't enjoy this,
but I must demonstrate.

It will make everything clearer.

Surprising, isn't it?

Most people feel at first they
can steel themselves against it

but they're
completely unprepared

for the intensity of the pain.

That was the lowest
possible setting.

I know nothing
about Minos Korva.

But I've told you
that I believe you.

I didn't ask you
about Minos Korva.

I asked how many lights you see.

There are four lights.

I don't understand
how you can be so mistaken.

What is your
current assignment?

Special operations
on Celtris III.

Do you have anything to say?

Captain Picard was not
acting under my orders.

And if we wish to execute him?

Under the terms

of the Seldonis Convention,
Captain Picard...

The Seldonis Convention
applies to prisoners of war.

Which means you
would have to acknowledge

that he was captured
during a mission

authorized by the Federation.

Are you willing to make

such an admission?

No.

Then, he will be treated
as a terrorist.

It's not my concern.

There is, of course,
an alternative.

I'm listening.

If the Federation agreed

to a complete and immediate
withdrawal from this sector

then we would be... disposed

to release Captain Picard

and forget about this incident.

I'll have to discuss this
with my superiors.

Of course.

You have seven hours.

What are you going to do?

Send a message
to Admiral Nechayev.

I recommend that she reject
Lemec's proposal

and deploy additional starships
along the border.

What about
Captain Picard?

I'm not suggesting you
trade an entire star system

for one man's life

but you've got
to acknowledge

that these were
Federation orders

and that he is
a prisoner of war.

No.

He will have
the protection

of the Seldonis
Convention.

That would play right
into Gul Lemec's hand.

He's just waiting for some
sign of weakness on our part

before he starts
making more demands.

I can't believe you're
willing to sacrifice

Captain Picard's life
as a negotiation tactic.

Will, Captain,
we're all concerned about...

Are you questioning
my judgment, Commander?

As First Officer,
it is my responsibility

to point out any actions
that may be mistakes

by a commanding officer, sir.

Then, maybe it's time

you found other
responsibilities.

You're relieved.

Don't...

make me confine you
to quarters as well.

Sir.

They went to a
lot of trouble

to lure a Federation
team to that planet.

Why?

It is possible
the Cardassians

were specifically interested
in capturing Captain Picard.

Why do you say that?

The metagenic weapon
they were supposedly developing

used a theta-band
subspace delivery system.

Captain Picard is one
of only three Starfleet Captains

with extensive experience
in theta-band devices.

The other two
are no longer in Starfleet.

So they tailored a fake
weapon to lure Picard.

But why?

They must have known

we'd change all his access codes
and security protocols.

Maybe they were interested

in something
that he did in the past...

something that happened while he
was captain of the Enterprise.

Or something he was going to do
in the future.

In case of a Cardassian attack

the Enterprise will be assigned
as command ship for this sector.

If the Cardassians
got wind of that...

They might have assumed

that Captain Picard would know
those defense plans.

If your theory is correct,
the Cardassians may be planning

an attack somewhere
in this sector.

The question is where.

Geordi, I want you

to conduct a discreet scan
of Gul Lemec's ship.

Look for anything unusual...

anything that might indicate
where they've been lately.

Aye, sir.

I want you to be very careful
with your wompat

from now on,
Jil Orra.

Now that she's separated
from her mother

she depends on you.

I will, Father.

Do humans have
mothers and fathers?

Yes...

but human mothers
and fathers

don't love their children
as we do.

They're not the same
as we are.

Will you read
to me tonight?

Yes, of course, I will.

I'll see you later.

Your daughter is lovely.

Yes, I think so.

And unusually bright.

It's amazing,
isn't it...

the way they're able
to sneak into your heart?

I must admit
I was completely unprepared

for the power she had over me...

from the moment she was born.

I am surprised that...

you let her come in here.

Why?

To expose a child to... this...

to someone
who is suffering.

To see that

it is you
that inflict that suffering.

From the time,
Jil Orra could crawl

she's been taught about
the enemies of the Cardassians

and that enemies
deserve their fates.

When children learn
to devalue others

they can devalue anyone,
including their parents.

What a blind, narrow view
you have.

What an arrogant man you are.

What do you know
of Cardassian history?

I know that once you
were a peaceful people

with a rich spiritual life.

And what did peace
and spirituality get us?

People starved by the millions.

Bodies went unburied.

Disease was rampant.

The suffering
was unimaginable.

Since the military
took over

hundreds of thousands
more have died.

But we are feeding the people.

We acquired territory
during the wars.

We developed new resources.

We initiated
a rebuilding program.

We have mandated
agricultural programs.

That... is what the military
has done for Cardassia.

And because of that

my daughter will never
worry about going hungry.

Her belly may be full

but her spirit will be empty.

Shall we begin again?

How many lights
are there?

What lights?

It looks like they had

some minor hull degradation
along their warp nacelles.

The distribution pattern

indicates a recent exposure
to a molecular dispersion field.

Where could they have run
into a dispersion field?

The McAIlister C-5 Nebula
is just across the border.

It's approximately
seven light-years

from Federation space.

Could there be
Cardassian ships

inside the McAIlister Nebula?

Well, it's possible,
but they wouldn't be able

to stay in there
for very long.

The particle flux
from the Nebula

would begin to break down a
ship's hull just after 72 hours.

Is there a Federation system
near the McAIlister Nebula

that might interest
the Cardassians?

Minos Korva is just 11 light
years from the Nebula

and the Cardassians tried
to annex it during the war.

Data, I want to be
at Minos Korva in one hour.

Aye, sir.

Set course 350 mark 215
and engage at warp 8.5.

Sur le pont... d'Avignon...
I'on y... I'on y danse...

Wake up.

Where were you?

At home.

Sunday dinner.

We would all
sing afterwards.

What a charming picture.

The Picard family...

voices raised in song.

Is that what's keeping you
from breaking?

Memories of home
and hearth?

Images of happier times?

I must
congratulate you.

You're remarkably
strong-willed.

I see no point
in holding you further.

You may go.

Someone will give you
clean clothing

before we return you
to your ship.

We will get

what we need
from the human female.

What female are
you referring to?

The human who was part

of your abortive
assault team, of course...

Dr. Beverly Crusher.

What have you
done to her?

Not a thing.

She's quite safe.

I wanted to finish
my interviews with you

before I interrogated her.

I had hoped
it might not be necessary.

Lieutenant Worf?

He left us few options.

We had to kill him.

I'm more optimistic
about getting what we need

from the woman.

Dr. Crusher has no knowledge
of any Starfleet operations.

She's a medical officer.

You might be right.

I'll have to determine that
for myself.

Are you choosing
to stay with me?

Excellent.

I can't tell you
how pleased that makes me.

Starfleet now believes

the Cardassians
are preparing to invade

Minos Korva.

I'm convinced that
their invasion fleet

is hiding
in the McAIlister Nebula.

I intend to hit it
before they leave it.

Captain, what
if you're wrong?

What if the Cardassians
are in that nebula

to conduct
scientific research?

You'd have to have
some pretty good evidence

to convince me of that.

You're still gambling

hundreds
of lives.

This discussion is moot.

The plan has been approved,
and we are going ahead.

Mr. Data, by your calculations

how long could the Cardassian
ships stay in the Nebula?

In 17 hours,
their hull degradation

will reach
dangerous levels.

They will have to
leave before that.

All right.

Worf, prepare a series
of 500 antimatter mines

with magnetic
targeting capabilities.

Aye, sir.

Geordi, we're going
to need a shuttle

specially outfitted to operate
in the Nebula by 1400 hours.

Beverly, you'll need to...

Have Sick Bay ready

for the casualties
you're about to send me.

That's right.

Dismissed.

Ah, you're awake.

Have something to eat.

I insist.

Boiled taspar egg.

It's a delicacy
I'm happy to share with you.

Wonderful.

Wonderful.

I like you, human.

Most people
become ill

at the sight
of live taspar.

I remember the first time

I ate a live taspar.

I was six years old

and living
on the streets of Lakat.

There was a band of children...
four, five, six years old

some even smaller...

desperately
trying to survive.

We were thin,
scrawny little animals

constantly hungry, always cold.

We slept together in doorways

like packs of wild gettles
for warmth.

Once, I found a nest.

Taspars had mated
and built a nest

in the eaves
of a burnt-out building

and I found three eggs in it.

It was like finding treasure.

I cracked one open
on the spot and ate it

very much
as you just did.

I planned to save
the other two.

They would keep me alive
for another week.

Of course, an older boy saw them
and wanted them

and he got them.

But he had to break my arm
to do it.

Must be rewarding to you to...

to repay others
for all those years of misery.

What do you mean?

Torture has never been

a reliable means
of extracting information.

It is ultimately self-defeating
as a means of control.

One wonders
that it's still practiced.

I fail to see where this
analysis is leading.

Whenever I... look at you now

I won't see
a powerful Cardassian warrior.

I will see
a six-year-old boy

who is powerless
to protect himself.

Be quiet!

In spite of all
you have done to me

I find you a pitiable man.

Picard, stop it

or I will turn this on

and leave you in agony
all night.

You called me "Picard."

What are the Federation's
defense plans for Minos Korva?

There are four lights.

There are
five lights.

How many do you see now?

You are six years old

weak and helpless.

You cannot hurt me!

How many?

Sur le pont...

...d'Avignon...

...on'y danse...

How are we doing?

We're almost done, sir.

I've shielded
the engine nacelles

and the transporter system,
so they won't be affected

by the particle flux
from the Nebula.

Good.

Been a while since
I flew one of these.

You're a pilot yourself,
aren't you, Geordi?

Yes, sir.

Began my career
as a shuttle pilot

on the Jovian run.

From Jupiter to
Saturn and back...

once a day, every day.

Is that right?

I was on that run myself
for a while.

Then, you must have
done Titan's Turn.

Oh, yeah.

You set a course
directly for Titan

hold it till you're just
brushing the atmosphere

throw the helm hard over

and whip around the moon
at point seven "c."

And pray like hell
nobody saw you.

You know, this trip into the
Nebula is going to need someone

who can do Titan's Turn
in their sleep.

These mines need to be laid

within two kilometers
of the Cardassian ships

but the particle flux
from the Nebula

will blind every sensor, except
for this proximity detector.

You're going to need one heck
of a pilot to pull that off.

Is that you?

I could do it, but, truthfully

the man you want
is Commander Riker.

He's the best there is.

Come in.

Am I disturbing you?

Not at all.

Musician.

Yes.

Classical?

Contemporary?

Jazz.

Ah.

Is there something
I can do for you, Captain?

Are you aware of our plans

to attack the Cardassian
invasion fleet?

Yes, sir.

I understand you've been talking
to every shuttle pilot on board.

Let's drop the
ranks for a moment.

I don't like you.

I think you're
insubordinate

arrogant, willful

and I don't think

you're a particularly good
first officer

but you are also
the best pilot on the ship.

Well, now that the ranks
are dropped, Captain

I don't like you either.

You are arrogant
and closed-minded.

You need to control
everything and everyone.

You don't provide
an atmosphere of trust

and you don't inspire
these people

to go out of their way for you.

You've got everybody
wound up so tight

there's no joy in anything.

I don't think you're
a particularly good Captain.

I won't...
order you to fly this mission.

Then ask me.

Will you pilot the
shuttle, Commander?

Yes.

You're welcome.

We've lost
primary navigation.

Switching
to secondary systems.

Inertial dampers
compensating.

Sensors inoperative.

Right on schedule.

Proximity detector is working.

We should be able to read
their ships

at a distance
of 500 meters.

Don't make this too easy.

Hang on.

Do I want to know
how close that was?

No.

Get ready to deploy the mines.

Captain, the shuttle
is emerging from the Nebula.

Enterprise to Shuttle.

Were you successful, Commander?

Aye, sir, the mines are laid.

Very well.

Red Alert.

Stand by to detonate the mines
on my command.

Standing by.

Open a channel to the Reklar.

This is Cardassian territory,
Captain.

Your presence here is another
deliberate provocation...

I'm not going to argue
with you, Gul Lemec.

Every one of your ships
has a mine on its belly

my finger's on the button

and you're in
a very bad position.

You can't intimidate us.

Mr. Worf, set
off Alpha-four-two.

Aye, sir.

That was just a baby.

The big boys are
sitting on your hull

just waiting for me
to say the word.

What are your terms?

Your ships will leave the Nebula
one by one.

Each ship will eject
its primary phaser coil

before setting course
for the nearest Cardassian base.

But that will leave us
defenseless.

Mr. Worf, prepare
to detonate...

I will agree to your terms.

Excellent.

Oh, and one more thing.

I understand you're holding
a Starfleet officer

named Jean-Luc Picard.

I expect him returned...
immediately.

That won't help.

I have many more.

Still, it felt good.

Enjoy your good feelings
while you can.

There may not be
many more of them.

I've just received word.

There's been a battle.

The Enterprise
is burning in space.

The invasion of Minos Korva
has been successful.

I don't believe you.

There's no need for any further
information from you.

Our troops were successful

in spite of your refusal
to help me.

You might have saved yourself
a great deal of torment

by yielding at the beginning.

I want... to see a...
neutral representative.

There is no such person.

The word will be that
you perished with your crew.

No one will ever know
that you are here with us

as you will be
for a long, long time.

You do, however, have a choice.

You can live out your life
in misery, held here

subject to my whims,
or you can live in comfort

with good food
and warm clothing...

women as you desire them...

allowed to pursue your studies
of philosophy and history.

I would enjoy debating with you.

You have a keen mind.

It's up to you.

A life of ease,
of reflection and intellectual

challenge...

or this.

What must I do?

Nothing, really.

Tell me...
how many lights you see.

How many?

How many lights?

This is your last chance.

The guards are coming.

Don't be a stubborn fool.

How many?

You told me
he would be ready to go.

We had some unfinished business.

Get him cleaned up.

A ship is waiting

to take him back
to the Enterprise.

Captain Picard

if you'll go with the guards,
they'll take care of you.

There... are... four lights!

Captain on the Bridge.

Welcome home, Jean-Luc.

Thank you.

Just the way you left it.

Maybe a little better.

Computer, transfer
all command codes

to Captain Jean-Luc Picard.

Voice authorization:
Jellico-alpha-three-one.

Transfer complete.

USS Enterprise
now under command

of Captain Jean-Luc Picard.

I relieve you, sir.

I stand relieved.

It's been an honor
serving with you.

You have the Bridge,
Number One.

Aye, sir.

I, uh...

I don't know where to begin.

It was, uh...

I read your report.

What I didn't put
in the report

was that, at the end,
he gave me a choice

between a life of comfort...

or more torture.

All I had to do

was to say that I
could see five lights

when, in fact,
there were only four.

You didn't say it.

No. No...

but I was going to.

I would have told
him anything.

Anything at all.

But more than that...

I believed that I could see...

five lights.