All language subtitles for StarTrek.TNG-s06e19.Lessons

Good evening, Mr. Data.

Actually, good morning, sir.

Ship status is...

No need to report.

I'm just here to do
some work on my own.

Aye, sir.

I'd like to speak
to Professor Mowray

at his archaeological
site on Landris II.

Could you put it through
to my ready room?

I am sorry, sir

but Stellar Cartography
has requested

a communications blackout
while they run an experiment.

Hmm. How long will it be?

Another three hours,
22 minutes, sir.

I can override, if necessary.

No, it's not important.

Aye, sir.

Computer, display
the latest excavation schematics

on Landris II.

Library computer
is temporarily off-line.

Explain.

Library systems
have been allocated

to Stellar Cartography.

Tea, Earl Grey.

Hot.

Replicator systems are off-line
at the request of...

- Stellar Cartography.
- Stellar Cartography.

What could they possibly
be doing down there?

Oh...

In or out...
just close that door.

And don't move.

It'll take a second
for our eyes to readjust.

Okay. Elevate to 3.2, Marquez.

Now at 3.2, Commander.

Good. Good.
We can do this.

No, no, no.
We're losing vertical alignment.

Compensate. Compensate!

Compensating.

Gently, gently, Marquez.

Don't bump it.

No. No-no-no, hit the...

Oh... Oh, forget it.

Forget it.

Lights.

Whoever you are, you just ruined
four hours of work.

You might have taken
the simple precaution

of locking the door.

It's 3:00 in the morning.

Captain Picard.

I assume that you must be
Lieutenant Commander Daren.

Yes, sir.

I'm sorry. It's just we
weren't expecting anybody

to be up at this hour.

Well, you're new
on the Enterprise.

You'll have to learn
to expect the unexpected.

That's why I put in
for this assignment, sir.

Excellent.
Now, perhaps you can tell me

what was so important
that it required

depriving the Captain
of his cup of Earl Grey.

Earl Grey?
No wonder you can't sleep.

Computer, bring replicators
back on line

and give me a cup
of Daren herbal tea

blend number three, hot.

You shouldn't be drinking
a stimulant

at this time of night.

I think you'll like this.

I-I've programmed
seven other blends

into the replicator.

You're bound
to like one of them.

I look forward to sampling them.

I'm sorry
if the system blackouts

we requested...
inconvenienced you.

We're taking very precise

gravimetric readings,
so it wouldn't

have taken much
to throw them off.

What were the readings for?

Well, I'm trying to construct
a mathematical model

of an emerging star system.

If it works,
we'll be able to predict

the configuration
of a star system

that won't be formed
for another two million years.

That's a long time to wait
to see if you're right.

I have a few things to do
between now and then.

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, we'll be arriving

at the Borgolis Nebula
in three hours.

Yes, I understand

that it has some unusual
radioactive emissions.

Well, I'm sure
that Stellar Sciences

will find it
a most interesting study.

Commander Daren has already
requested extra time

on the main sensor array.

Well, you have the Bridge,
Number One.

Captain?

I would like to remind you

of our concert
this evening in Ten-Forward.

We will perform
Chopin's "Trio in G Minor."

I'll be there.

And so, the upshot is

that we'll be close enough
for you to slip away

for a few days and see Wesley.

Oh, that's wonderful.
Thank you, Jean-Luc.

This is delicious.
What is it?

Mmm, it's a herbal tea blend.

I, um, found it
in the replicator files.

Oh.

Have you met
any of the new crew members

who came aboard at Starbase 218?

In fact, I have a new nurse...
Beck.

He's an obstetrics specialist.

I met the new head
of Stellar Sciences last night...

Lieutenant Commander Daren.

Yes...

Neela Daren.

She came into Sick Bay
for a physical last week.

I like her... very forthright.

Did you know...

that it is now possible

to predict the configuration
of a star system

which won't be formed
for another two million years?

Really? No, I didn't.

Mm-hmm.
It's really quite intriguing.

The whole thing is made possible

by a complex
mathematical construct

based on fractal
particle motion.

But that's only the foundation.

The modeling, itself, is done
by gravimetric wave input.

I see.

Hmm.

Well...

I know this is all
pretty dry stuff.

Stellar cartography
isn't everybody's cup of tea.

I'm sure
it's really quite fascinating.

You know, we should be
getting along to Ten-Forward.

We're going to be late
for the concert.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Will you excuse me?

Yes, of course.

Well done, Mr. Data.
Well done.

Commander, that was
a remarkable performance.

You are very talented.

Thank you.

I noticed
that the applause this evening

exceeded average decibel levels.

I guess that means
they enjoyed themselves.

I think that much was obvious.

Excuse me. I have not yet
congratulated Ensign Cheney.

I'll go with you.

Commander, you must have been
playing since you were young.

I played the piano
for a while when I was small

but I didn't put in
the practice you must have.

Well, practicing
was never my problem.

In fact, my parents had
to make me go out and play.

I wanted to ask.

Uh, during the second arpeggio
of the first movement

I noticed that you played

an F minor chord
instead of a diminished D.

You're a musician.
What's your instrument?

We should play sometime.

No, no, no.
I'm-I'm just an amateur

but your choice in that arpeggio
was delightful.

Not at all
what one would expect.

Well, Captain,
now that I'm on your ship

maybe you should start
expecting the unexpected.

Ah.

Excuse me, sir.

I was hoping that my people
in Spectral Analysis

could have another few hours
on the main sensor array?

I'm sorry.

The array has already
been allocated to Engineering.

They're running
some warp field tests.

If we go off-line now,
we'll lose

the gas flow pattern
we've been tracking.

I understand, but there are
other departments

waiting to use the array.

We're at a critical juncture,
sir.

Commander...

I'll see what I can do

to find you
some more time tomorrow.

Tomorrow? Tomorrow.

Mm-hmm.

Thank you, sir.

Computer, pause playback.

Come.

Oh... Commander Daren.

I hope you don't mind me
dropping by like this?

No. Please, come in.

I'm delighted.

What kind of flute is that?

It's, uh... Ressikan.

I've never seen one before.

They're not made anymore.

Have you been playing long?

Um...

Yes, a long time.

I'd love to hear you play
sometime.

I'm not very good.

Well, that doesn't matter,
as long as you enjoy it.

Yes, but I wouldn't
want to inflict it

on someone else.

May I try?

Yes, of course.

Hmm...

Now...

Yes, you're-you're not
holding it quite right.

May I?

Please.

You're-you're better
than you think.

Really!

We should play together.

Uh... there isn't a piano.

Ah, but there is.

I picked it up on Mataline II.

It's amazing.

That is remarkable.

Well, why don't you
play something?

You start, and I'll jump in.

What should we play?

What were you working on
before I came in?

Um, Bach,
the "Third Brandenburg."

Perfect.

Go ahead.

Uh... I'm sorry.

Oh. It's all right.

You're not used to playing
with anyone, are you?

Just the computer.

Hmm. Well, I may not be
as precise as a computer

but... well, I think
you'll enjoy it more.

Uh, why don't we start
with something a little simpler.

How about...?

Good.

Very good.

Now, let's have
a little fun with it.

Y-You try it.

Improvise around the melody...

anything you want.

Good.

That's wonderful.

Keep going.

It's so good.

You're definitely better
than you think.

Number One, my fencing partner's
canceled for this afternoon.

I was wondering if you
wanted to join me.

Fencing?

Mm-hmm.

I'm not really very good.

Ah, it doesn't matter

so long as you...
ch-ch-ch-ch...

enjoy it.

Why not?

Good. Excellent.

1400 hours, then.

You have a mild strain.

I've been playing
the piano a lot.

I guess the Captain and I
overdid it a little last night.

The Captain?

Yes, he plays a kind of flute...

a Ressikan, I think he said.

Yes, but I didn't know
he played duets.

Well, he never did before.

He seemed to enjoy it.

He's actually quite promising.

I see.

Tell me, have you
known him long?

Yes, a very long time.

He seems...

somewhat isolated.

I'd say he's
a very private person

but not isolated.

There, that should help.

Hmm, that feels much better.

Thank you.

Good.

I was afraid
I might have to cancel.

Another duet?

Keep climbing.

Where are we going?

We're almost there.

I don't see why we couldn't
just practice in my quarters.

Do you know where we are?

Uh, yes.
This is the fourth intersect

in Jefferies tube 25.

No... this is the most
acoustically perfect spot

on the ship.

The intersection acts
as a resonance chamber.

How did you find it?

A little exploring.

You mean to say that you crawled
through every tube on the ship?

Well, not every one.

Try it.

See how it sounds.

That's beautiful.

What is it?

It's, um...

an old folk melody.

I've never heard you play
with such feeling.

Is there a problem, Geordi?

I hear music.

Music?

I do not hear anything.

You sure?

I know I heard something.

Huh... it stopped.

Hmm.

I'd heard about Kerelian tenors
all my life

but nothing
could have prepared me

for this man's voice.

Soaring, incredible range.

Hmm.

Wonderful.

I understand
that there are nuances

that only Kerelians can pick up.

We just don't have
the ears for it.

Mmm.

I should be finished
with my survey by 1100 hours.

Very good, Commander.

Captain, the Federation
outpost on Bersallis III

reports that they are
entering a period

of firestorm activity.

Bersallin firestorms happen
on a seven-year cycle.

They're not expecting any
for another eight months.

We don't rendezvous
with the Havana

for another two days.

That would give us
plenty of opportunity

to study this phenomenon.

Helm, set a course
for Bersallis III, warp five.

Aye, sir.

Counselor, could I speak
with you in my ready room?

You have the Bridge, Number One.

Sit down, Counselor.

I want to talk to you
about a matter of protocol.

I know there are
no Starfleet regulations

about a Captain becoming
involved with a fellow officer.

But...

You would like my opinion

about you and Commander Daren?

It's that obvious?

In a way that pleases people

who care about your happiness,
yes, it is.

But I have to be concerned

about more
than my own happiness.

And you think
that your feelings toward Neela

could change the way
you function as Captain?

Yes.
Relationships with coworkers

can be fraught
with consequences.

That's true

but cutting yourself off
from your feelings

can carry consequences
that are just as serious.

You see, I've always believed

that becoming involved
with someone under my command

would compromise my objectivity.

And yet...

Captain, are you asking
my permission?

If I were, would you give it?

Yes.

Come in.

Neela?

Can I help you, sir?

I'm really very sorry

about what happened
in the turbolift.

When the crew member walked in,
I felt very self-conscious.

It's going to take a while
for me to get used to the idea

of crew seeing the two of us
together.

I understand.

Now, I'm glad you told me.

For a minute there,
I thought I'd misread you.

One kiss, and you're off
to find somebody else.

I can assure you

that I'm not given
to casual relationships.

There is something
that I want to tell you

but not here.

Do you remember the folk melody

that I played to you
this morning?

Yes. Yeah.

I learned it on a planet
called Kataan.

Never heard of it.

No, I'm not surprised.

Its sun went nova
more than a thousand years ago.

I don't understand.

The Enterprise
encountered a probe

that had been sent
from the planet

before it was destroyed.

And it scanned me,
and I lost consciousness.

And...

in the space of 25 minutes

I lived a lifetime
on that planet.

I had a wife and...

and children and a grandchild.

And it was absolutely real
to me.

And when I awoke

all that I had left of that life

was the flute that I'd taught
myself to play.

Why are you telling me this?

Because I want you to understand
what my music means to me...

...and what it means for me

to be able to share it
with someone.

Thank you.

Hello.

Sir.

Commander, I was hoping
to talk to you

about Ensign Cabot's transfer.

Quantum Mechanics doesn't
want to give him up.

But he wants to come
to my department.

How do you know that?

I offered it to him.

Transfers are
to be approved by me

before any offers are made.

I'm sorry.
We were just talking, and...

It's all right, but Cabot
should stay where he is.

Commander, please don't make
that decision final.

I realize I shouldn't
have made the offer

but he's perfect for the job

and Quantum Mechanics
is overstaffed, anyway.

Commander, do you realize the
position you're putting me in?

Well, I-I think I'm just doing

what any good department head
would do...

trying to build
the best staff I can.

Look, I'll review
the situation.

I'll let you know
as soon as I can.

Come.

May I have a minute?

Yes, of course.

Come in, Number One.

It's about Lieutenant
Commander Daren.

As a department head,
she comes to me

for systems allocation,
personnel transfers

things like that.

Well... I'm beginning to feel
uncomfortable with her requests.

Because of her
relationship with me?

Yes, sir.

Are her requests unusual?

No.

Would you say

that she's just
trying to do her job?

Yes, sir.

Then let her do it

and you feel free to do yours.

Ship's resources
are your responsibility.

I have always had absolute
confidence in your judgment.

Thank you, sir.

I can't believe I'm going
to get the chance to study

the firestorms on Bersallis.

Apparently, they're generated

by particle emissions
from the Bersallin sun.

They cause a cascade effect
in the planet's atmosphere

that...

Oh, I'm boring you.

No. No. No, you're not.

Not at all.

It's just that...

Commander Riker came to see me
this afternoon...

about you.

About the personnel transfer.

I thought
he looked uncomfortable.

He thought I was asking
for special treatment.

I was just doing what I thought
was best for my department.

And that's what I told him.

But... we have to be careful.

Obviously, it's easy
for people to misunderstand.

I don't like the thought

of having to second-guess people
all the time.

If I have to worry about what
people are thinking about me

I'll be concentrating
on the wrong thing

and I won't be
as effective an officer.

All I'm saying is

that it's something
we have to be aware of

but you mustn't
compromise yourself.

You must do what you have to do

because if I find
that my head of Stellar Sciences

isn't being effective,
then I shall do what I must do...

and I shall replace her.

Noted, sir.

Now, I think that we should just

forget about this
and enjoy our evening.

What about that special dessert
you promised me?

Right. Now, this is something
that I first tasted

on Thelka IV...

Bridge to Captain.

Go ahead, Mr. Worf.

Bersallis III reports

that the storm has changed
its speed and heading.

They are predicting
it will hit the outpost

within eight hours
and are requesting evacuation.

I'm on my way.

Captain's Log, Stardate 46693.1.

We have entered
the Bersallis star system

and are making preparations
to evacuate

the Federation outpost
on the third planet.

A firestorm can kick up winds
of over 200 kilometers per hour

and temperatures as high
as 300 degrees C.

Incredible.
What causes them?

They form
when solar flare radiation

reacts with high-energy plasma
present

in the planet's atmosphere.

Wasn't the outpost

constructed to withstand
the conditions?

It was... both reinforced
and insulated.

But this is no ordinary storm.

It's twice as strong
as anything they've ever seen.

The outpost
just won't withstand it.

We'll arrive about an hour
before the storm gets there

and it'll take us
at least two hours

to evacuate the colonists
off the surface.

I led a team of geologists

to study the plasma geyser
on Melnos IV.

Now, we cross-connected
a few thermal deflector units

to create a protective shield
against the heat.

A fire wall.

Mm-hmm.

Would something like that
work here?

You know... it might.

The storm
is approaching the outpost

from this direction.

If we were to set up a series
of thermal deflector units

along the northern perimeter,
we could create a fire wall

and deflect some of the heat.

The insulation from the outpost

should be able
to handle the rest.

Thermal deflectors
generate a field

approximately 400 meters wide.

We would need to cross-connect
six units

and align them
so that the fields overlap.

How many people would it take
to set that up?

Twelve... two per team.

Cross-connecting that many
units, it'll be a little tricky.

Once they're set up, we'll have
to leave the units in place

and transport our people out.

Nobody would be able to survive

very long
outside that structure.

Let's do it.

The storm is going to interfere
with communication.

Everything will need to be
coordinated from the surface.

Mr. Data, you will coordinate
the evacuation of the colonists.

Doctor, there are nine patients
in the outpost infirmary.

Your first priority will be
to get them to Sick Bay.

After that, you will stay
on board the Enterprise.

Be ready to receive casualties.

Marquez, you'll take some people
down and track the storm.

All the other teams will need to
be kept apprised of its heading.

Commander, you'll be in charge
of deploying the deflectors.

Let's go.

Commander Daren?

About those thermal deflectors.

There must be one
of any number of people

that coordinate
their deployment.

I assume
Commander Riker chose me

because I'm the best person
for the job.

Didn't we agree
not to let our relationship

get in the way of our work?

I'll be all right.

Lieutenant Marquez is already
set up on the surface.

Apparently, the storm
is gaining speed.

He's estimating
it'll hit the colony

in less than 50 minutes.

Ensign, make sure you maintain
a continuous transporter lock

on all away team personnel.

We may have to pull
them out in a hurry.

Aye, sir.

I don't want to take

any unnecessary chances
down there.

If anyone gets into trouble,
beam them up immediately.

Energize.

Mr. Worf, how long

until the storm
reaches the outpost?

17 minutes.

La Forge to Bridge.

Go ahead, Mr. La Forge.

The ionization from the storm

is interfering
with the transporters, Captain.

I'm compensating, but it's
slowing things down a bit.

Keep at it, Mr. La Forge.

Riker to Daren.

Daren here.
Go ahead, Commander.

You've got
less than nine minutes

before the storm reaches
the northern perimeter.

I'm here with Team Six.

We're just about to bring
the deflectors on line.

Whenever you're ready.

Daren to perimeter teams.

Stand by to cross-connect
deflectors.

Standing by.

Activate.

Team Three, increase your output
by point two percent.

Yes, sir.

Good, good.

Deng, decrease nutation
by point four percent.

Good.

We've almost got it.

Crusher to Bridge.

Go ahead, Doctor.

We just brought back the last
of the infirmary patients

and they're on their way
to Sick Bay

but we still have
over 100 colonists down there.

Understood.

Daren to Commander Riker.

Riker here. Go ahead.

We've got a problem.

We're having trouble
keeping the deflectors

cross-connected.

So, the only way
this is going to work

is if we calibrate them
manually.

If you stay with the deflectors

will they protect you
when the storm hits?

I don't know, sir.

A few minutes maybe.

Picard to Commander Riker.

How many more colonists
do you have to transport?

73, sir.

How long do you need?

At least ten more minutes.

Captain, the storm will reach

the northern perimeter
in four minutes.

Picard to perimeter teams.

It is imperative

that you hold your position

until we've finished
evacuating the colony.

Picard out.

Picard to Mr. La Forge.

La Forge here.

I want a signal lock

on every member
of the perimeter teams.

Captain, the storm's
interference won't...

As soon as the last
of the colony is evacuated

I want those perimeter teams
out of there.

Is that understood?

Yes, sir.

Daren to perimeter teams.

The storm's interference

is going to make our job
harder than we thought.

We may lose communication

so it's up to each of you to
keep your units operational.

A lot of people
are depending on us.

Daren out.

Oh, my God.

The storm has reached
the perimeter.

I got out with the last
of the colonists.

If it hadn't been
for the perimeter teams

none of us would have made it.

We were able to clear
out four of the teams

and the interference
prevented us

from getting two more.

I don't know
how they could have survived.

Which teams are missing?

Three and Six.

The last I knew, Commander
Daren was on Team Six.

Bridge to Captain.

Go ahead, Mr. Worf.

We have found survivors, sir.

They are beaming up now.

I'm on my way.

That's it.

Here, let me help you.

Thank you.

Here, just give me your hands.

Thanks.

You're going to be fine.

Captain's Log, Stardate 46697.2.

Although we succeeded

in rescuing
all 643 Bersallin colonists

we lost eight crew members.

Let the record show
that they gave their lives

in the performance
of their duty.

When communications went out

I knew we had to fend
for ourselves.

We modified our phasers
to create resonant disruptions

in the deflector field.

The disruptions formed
small pockets

in the plane of the field,
and we each stood inside one

to wait out the storm.

Richardson didn't make it.

All Deng and I could do
was stand there...

and watch.

I'm so sorry.

Don't, don't say you're sorry.

It must have been terrible.

At first, when you told us
to hold our positions

I didn't question it.

Of course we would.

That was our job.

But when I saw that storm
coming toward us...

A part of you
must have blamed me.

A small part, maybe.

But, in the end,
I was more afraid

that you'd blame yourself
if I died.

Would you have?

I've lost people
under my command...

people who were very dear
to me...

but never...

someone I've been in love with.

And when I believed
that you were dead

I just began to shut down.

I didn't want to think or feel.

I was here in my quarters...

and the only thing I could
focus on was my music

and how it would never again
give me any joy.

And then I saw you standing
on the transporter pad.

And I knew that I could

never again put your life
in jeopardy.

If I stayed here...

you might have to.

You could always resign
your commission.

Stay here with me.

And you could resign yours
and come to a starbase with me.

I'll apply...

for a transfer.

But we could
still see each other.

People do.

We could arrange
shore leave together.

And, for the future...
who knows?

Of course.

Promise me something.

Don't give up your music.