All language subtitles for StarTrek.TNG-s07e13.Homeward

Captain's Log, Stardate 47423.9.

We have arrived at Boraal II

in response to an emergency
distress call

from Lieutenant Worf's foster
brother, Nikolai Rozhenko.

He has been stationed
on the planet

as a cultural observer.

Analysis, Mr. Data.

The planet's atmosphere
is dissipating, sir.

Intense plasmonic reactions
are destroying it.

The stratosphere is
already breaking down.

There are turbulent
radiation storms

across much of its surface.

I estimate that the planet
will be uninhabitable

in less than 38 hours.

The distress call
came in only four days ago.

Why would Dr. Rozhenko
have waited so long

before sending it?

Atmospheric dissipation

is a rare and essentially
unpredictable event.

When it occurs,
it proceeds rapidly.

Dr. Rozhenko may not have
had sufficient warning.

What was that?

The dissipation effect

is generating
plasmonic energy bursts.

Is there any danger to the ship?

I do not believe so.

However, we may experience
intermittent system failures

and power surges as a result.

Keep an eye on it.

Mr. Worf, any luck?

There is still no response
to our hails, sir.

I'm attempting to scan
the observation post.

He could be hurt.

Maybe he can't respond.

Sensor interference
is significant

but the post appears
to be intact.

Their power grid
is still functioning.

However, I am reading
no life-forms

within the structure.

It's not like him
to leave the post.

Especially
under these circumstances.

Captain, I'm detecting
faint power emissions

from a system of caverns
near the post.

It could be a deflector shield.

They can't be native
to the planet.

The Boraalans don't have

anything close to that
level of technology.

Captain, request permission
to lead an away team.

Very well.

But regardless of this
planet's immediate situation

we must observe
the Prime Directive.

I want to minimize

the risk of contact
with the inhabitants.

You will go down alone, Mr. Worf

and I want to have you
surgically altered

so that you could pass
as a Boraalan.

Aye, sir.

You're worried about Nikolai,
aren't you?

Yes.

Are the two of you close?

We are brothers.

You never talk much about him.

What's he like?

Nikolai is older than I

and we are not alike.

We had many disagreements
when we were growing up.

That's not unusual.

Nikolai has a mind of his own.

He attended Starfleet Academy

but he was unable
to follow the rules.

He left after one year.

But he has many fine qualities.

He's brilliant, persuasive...

a natural leader.

Sounds intriguing.

I look forward to meeting him.

What are you doing here?

You're not from our village.

Who are you?

Who is this?

My name is Worf.

I am a traveler.

How did you survive the storms?

I would know that voice
anywhere.

Worf, is it really you?

It's good to see you.

You've changed a lot
in four years.

Nikolai?

Yes.

Oh, Worf.

This is my brother Worf.
He's come to help us.

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.

But if you were able to get here
the storms must have subsided.

Please...

Do you think it's safe enough
to return to the surface?

Please, I must speak
to my brother.

Nikolai, what have you done?

They were dying.

I refused to sit there
safe in that observation post

and watch it happen.

I set up a deflector shield

to screen these caves
from the radiation

and then I brought them here.

What did you tell them?

They think I'm a Boraalan.

I told them I was from
another village far from here.

Well, at least you
had that much sense.

When I sent the distress call

I knew the Enterprise
was in this sector

but I wasn't sure
you'd be the one to come.

I'm so glad
that you're here, Worf.

Nikolai, there is nothing
we can do for these people.

You have only postponed
their deaths.

I want to discuss that
with your Captain.

And I am certain
he will want to speak with you.

Friends, my brother and I
must go back to the surface.

He has provisions and will
need help bringing them here.

We will return shortly.

It's too dangerous.

The storms can occur
without warning.

If you're caught in one...

Don't worry.
Worf is a seer.

He understands the nature
of the storms.

He'll know
when it's safe to travel.

Yes.

That is correct.

Our seer died
when the storms first came.

We've been without his guidance

for many weeks.

Let me go with you.

I know the terrain
better than anyone

and I can help.

No, Vorin.

Worf and I will be safe.

We'll return shortly.

Doctor, you were fully aware

that the atmospheric dissipation
could not be stopped.

What did you hope to accomplish
by assisting these people?

I was trying to give
them a future.

What I propose is

we create an atmospheric shield
on the planet.

We can camouflage the equipment

just as was done
with my observation post.

No one will ever know
it's there.

You can't be serious.

Indeed, I am.

I realize it will
only provide atmosphere

for a limited area
on the surface

but it will be enough
to save one village.

I have no intention of
compounding what you have done

by committing
another gross violation

of the Prime Directive.

Captain, the Boraalans have

a rich and beautiful culture,
a deep spiritual life.

They deserve the chance
to survive

and isn't that
what the Prime Directive

was truly intended to do...

to allow cultures to survive
and grow naturally?

Not exactly.

The Prime Directive was designed

to insure noninterference.

But aren't we interfering
either way?

If we take no action

it's a conscious decision
to let the Boraalans die.

Exactly.

We have the power
to save some of them.

All we have to do
is exercise it.

We are sworn
to uphold the principle

of the Prime Directive.

And until that is changed

there is no further course
of action that we can take.

Is that understood?

Some of my...

Iog recorders are still
in my observation post.

They contain
most of my research.

Since it appears
that the only way

I'm going to preserve
the Boraalan culture

is in a museum...

I request permission

to return to the surface
and retrieve them.

I'm afraid
that won't be possible.

But you can have full use
of the ship's computer

to set up a com link

and upload your data from here.

If there's nothing further,
you're dismissed.

I am sorry, Nikolai.

I wish there were another way.

I am quite familiar

with your communications
systems.

If you like, I will help you
set up your com link.

I'll do it myself.

Captain, atmospheric
dissipation has accelerated

over the past several hours.

I estimate
the planet's atmosphere

will be completely gone
within three minutes.

Captain, I've completed
my data uplink.

With your permission,
I would like to integrate

my research logs with the ship's
library computer.

Of course.

The mesosphere is gone, sir.

Plasmonic reactions
are now beginning

to break down the troposphere.

Put it on screen.

What's going on?

It appears
the plasmonic reactions

are continuing to interfere
with our sensors.

I thought you had compensated
for that.

I had, sir.

I will attempt to engage
additional filtering elements.

Visual reestablished.

This is one of those times...

when we must face
the ramifications

of the Prime Directive

and honor those lives
which we cannot save.

I find no honor in this
whatsoever, Captain.

You will forgive me
if I don't stay.

You have the Bridge, Number One.

Helm, take us out of orbit.

Set a course for Starbase 87,
warp five.

Aye, sir.

What happened?

There appears to be
an unusual power drain

in the EPS distribution net.

What's the source?

Unknown, sir.

It is difficult to localize.

The power drain is registered

on my security grid as well,
sir.

It appears to be coming
from deck ten.

All right, Mr. Worf

get a security team on it.

Aye, sir.

Concentrate your scans
on the EPS transfer links.

Computer, open Holodeck Five.

Unable to comply.

Holodeck Five is in use.

Override.

Authorization:
Worf-theta-six-one-nine.

Unable to comply.

Holodeck control systems
have been bypassed.

Worf, come in.

Nikolai?

What are you doing here?

I have something to show you.

Whatever you do, stay quiet.

Look.

I've done
what you refused to do.

I've saved them.

I started thinking about this
days ago

when it became clear
the planet was doomed.

I knew if I could gain access
to your ship's computer

I could generate a replica
of the caves.

The hard part was transporting
the Boraalans into the holodeck

without anybody
on the Enterprise noticing.

But I was able
to blank out the sensors

and make it look
like interference

from the plasmonic bursts.

And it worked...
perfectly.

The Boraalans were transported
while they were sleeping.

They never knew
anything had happened.

Bridge.

It's a simple plan, really.

That's the beauty of it.

Worf, trust me.

This is going to work.

Trust you?

You never had any intention
of obeying the Captain.

I wasn't going to let
those people die

just because your Captain
started quoting

Federation dogma to me.

Your duty was to respect
the Captain's orders

and to uphold
the Prime Directive.

Duty?

That's all that really
matters to you, isn't it?

Well, I refuse to be bound
by an abstraction.

The lives of the people
of Boraal

are far more important to me.

You worry too much, Worf.
You always did.

Everything will work out.

You have disgraced yourself.

And you have disgraced me.

And I want nothing more
to do with you.

You realize your career
is finished.

I know that, Captain.

I would do it all again.

What do you expect us
to do now?

You have left us
with a colony of Boraalans

who think they're still
on their own planet.

I didn't beam them up
without a plan.

I've given this
a lot of thought.

I think we can find
a new planet, an M-Class world

that can be their new home.

A home which would look
very different from Boraal.

You can't really believe
that they'll be fooled.

That's where the holodeck
comes in.

I'll go back
and tell the Boraalans

we're going on a journey

to a different place where
they'll be safe from the storms.

The holodeck can gradually
change the terrain as we travel

so that, in the end,
the holodeck simulation

will match the conditions
on the new planet.

Then we'll simply
beam them down.

What if it doesn't work?

What if they become aware

that something strange
is going on?

Captain, I can't prepare
for every contingency

but I assure you, I'm accustomed
to thinking on my feet.

I'll deal with the situation
as it evolves.

I'm not enthusiastic
about this plan

but I don't see
that we have another option.

Very well, let's give it a try.

Thank you, Captain.

There are countless
M-Class planets

in Federation space
that can support the Boraalans.

We need to narrow
the parameters.

To complete the analysis.

Even then, there's no guarantee

that we'll find
a suitable planet.

That is correct, sir.

Captain, you'd better
take a look at this.

What is it?

We've got a problem, sir.

I don't think
it's going to be possible

to keep this holodeck
simulation stable.

Why not?

The plasmonic energy bursts

from the planet are affecting
the ship's systems.

We're having problems
with the EPS systems

and the power
distribution matrix.

And as a result

the holodeck imaging processor
has been severely destabilized.

It's not a question
of whether the simulation

will break down,
it's a question of when.

There's no way around it?

Not while it's running.

In order to fix it

I'd have to shut down
all of the holodecks

and re-initialize
the entire system.

That will take hours.

We'll just have to hope the
simulation holds long enough.

Very well, let's try it.

Mr. La Forge, I want you
to monitor

the situation very carefully

and keep an open com link
with the holodeck

so as to be apprised
of any problems.

Aye, sir.

Captain, I'll return
to the holodeck

as soon as my surgical
alterations are completed

and I'll prepare the Boraalans
for their journey.

Considering the situation

you have put us in,
I don't think it's wise

to leave you alone
with those people.

Mr. Worf will accompany you.

Sir, perhaps someone else
would be a better choice.

Counselor Troi
is familiar with...

Mr. Worf, the Boraalans
already know you.

There's no need to introduce
them to anyone new.

Aye, sir.

Keep a close eye
on your brother.

I don't want him making
the situation worse than it is.

My friends, we have returned.

We have food.

This is difficult to say,
but you have a right to hear it.

By the time Worf and I
had reached the surface

the village was gone.

The storms have
destroyed everything.

There is nothing left
for us to return to.

We can't survive in here.

Our supplies won't last forever.

That's why we must leave.

There is a place far from here
where there are no storms.

It will be a difficult journey

but, in the end,
we will have a new home.

I know a way through the caves.

We will travel safely
until we return to the surface.

Where is this new land?

As we said

it is far from here.

It will not be like
the home you knew.

Even the stars may be different.

Why would they be different,
and how do you know

we'll be safe there?

My brother is a seer.

If he says we'll be safe

you must trust that
we will be safe.

What's wrong?

Look!

Do not worry.

It is an omen.

What does it mean?

It is the sign...

of La Forge.

It is a message to travelers.

It is said when these lines
appear and disappear in a pool

of water, the road ahead

will be filled
with good fortune.

Hang in there, Worf.

Give me just a second...

There.

That should do it.

You see?
Our journey is already blessed.

The road ahead is long.

Let us have a meal together

then we'll make
preparations to leave.

Worf, very good work.

Apparently, we don't make
such a bad team after all.

We are not a team.

I am here because Captain
Picard ordered me here.

Worf, don't we both
share the same goal?

Aren't we both trying
to make this plan work?

Only because you
forced us into it.

I'm not ashamed of what I did.

I'm not sorry
I saved their lives.

You have not changed.

You still expect people

to solve the problems
you create.

I'm not here to work out
the issues of our childhood.

I'm here to save a people
who I care about

and if that upsets you,
then so be it.

These are the two planets

which best match
our search criteria.

Draygo IV features

an unusually large
temperate zone.

However, it is
within three light-years

of Cardassian space.

There are constant border
disputes in that sector.

The alternative is Vacca VI.

It is located
in the Cabral sector.

That's pretty isolated.

It offers
a less hospitable climate

than the Boraalans
are accustomed to.

However, it would
still appear to be

the better choice.

Do you disagree, Doctor?

No, Data, you're right.

It's just that the enormity

of what we're doing
is overwhelming.

We are deciding the future
of a species.

It is a formidable
responsibility.

There are so many questions
we don't have answers to.

What if the climate is so
different that it affects them

in a way
that we can't anticipate?

How do we even know
they'll be able to survive?

And if they do, how would
their society evolve

and what impact will it have
on the Vaccan system?

We have no idea
what this decision

will mean to their future.

Doctor, I do not believe
we can offer any guarantees.

We can simply make
the best choice

we have at the moment.

All right, Data.

Vacca VI it is.

Data to Bridge.

Picard here.

We have located a new home
for the Boraalans, sir.

It is Vacca VI
in the Cabral sector.

We can reach that in 42 hours
at maximum warp, sir.

Very well.

Helm, set course for Vacca VI.

Aye, sir.

What is this?

Our Chronicle.

The history of our village?

Doesn't your village
keep a Chronicle?

Not in this manner.

Then how do

you teach your children
their history...

who their ancestors were,
where they come from?

We tell each other stories...

make up songs.

Stories change with each person
who tells them

but this... this will always
be the same.

Our Chronicle
has been maintained

for 17 generations.

I was only able to save
the last six.

This shows the destruction
of our village.

This is you and Nikolai
leading us to safety.

We must leave.

Gather your belongings.

One of the scrolls is gone.

I must have dropped it
in the passageway.

I'll go find it.

We must stay together.

You will have
to leave it behind.

Worf, the Chronicle
is the life of our village.

Without that past,
our future means nothing.

I must find it.

Go.

And return quickly.

Seer.

I am an old man.

Would you help me with my gear?

Of course.

That is Tarrana, my daughter.

I am fortunate she was old
enough to survive the storms.

She is a fine girl.

Oh, she is a beautiful girl.

She has not been
promised to anyone.

If I do not reach our new home

I would like her
to become your wife.

You will reach your new home.

I promise.

Can I help you?

You okay?

Do you need some help?

It's okay.

Take it easy.

All right, everybody, back off.
Back off.

I know things must look
very strange to you

but everything's going
to be all right.

No one's going to hurt you.

We're friends
of Nikolai and Worf.

Don't be afraid.

Nikolai?

Yes.

He's my friend,
and that means you are, too.

I promise.

I won't hurt you.

Please...

help me.

Where am I?

I'm sorry,
there's nothing I can do.

His neurophysiology
is very unusual.

I can't wipe his memory.

I see.
How is he?

As well as can be expected.

I've given him a mild sedative

and Troi's been
speaking with him

and he seems much calmer.

Does he understand
the situation?

I think so.

Contact Mr. Worf.

Make sure that he knows
what's going on.

Here he is now.

This is Captain Picard.

Vorin, isn't it?

Why did you bring us here?

Your planet was dying.

It could no longer support life.

We took you away from it.

But... we never left the caves.

We have the ability to create
the illusion of other places

like the caves on your planet.

You've actually spent
the last two days

here on this starship,
not on Boraal.

Then our home... is gone.

Yes.

Vorin, listen to me.

We can visit many other worlds.

We can take you to one
where you can build a new life.

A new life?

A chance for your culture,
your people to survive and grow.

How can we grow when everything
that made us who we are is gone?

Dobara, you go on ahead.

I will carry your pack.

Go join the others.

Thank you, seer.

It will be dark soon...
a few hours.

Would you ask Mr. La Forge

to create
a suitable campsite for us

a few kilometers from here?

What's wrong?

Vorin has left the holodeck.

How did he get out?

I do not know

but Dr. Crusher cannot
erase his memory.

What will they do with him?

They've explained
the situation to him.

He must make his own decisions.

Wait.

Are you saying that if Vorin
wants to come back in here

they'll let him?

That is right.

He is not a prisoner.

But if he comes back here
and tells the others

what he has seen
on the Enterprise

everything we have done
will be for nothing.

Then you should have
considered that

before you beamed them on board.

But you never think

of the consequences
of your acts.

If you mean by that
that I'm willing

to do something
while others hesitate

that's true.

Everywhere you go
you create chaos.

How many times did our parents
lie awake at night

wondering what kind of trouble
you were in.

Oh, if only I could
have been like you...

Worf, the perfect son!

I was not perfect

but I was not wild
and disobedient.

Of course not.

You were too busy
doing your duty.

I would rather
be accused of that

than making our mother weep.

But I see it is clear

you have no intention
of changing.

I see no reason
to discuss it further.

Commander, the holodeck
malfunctions are increasing.

I'm running every
stabilization routine I know.

How much longer
until we reach the new planet?

We'll be there in less
than eight hours.

You're just going to have
to hold things together

a little while longer.

Someone is coming.

May I speak with you?

Yes, of course.

I don't know
what Nikolai said to you

but please... forgive him?

It is an old argument.

I've never seen him like this.

He's usually so...
confident, so sure of himself

but now he seems... different.

Do you know why?

No.

No, I do not.

Ever since Vorin was lost,
people have been afraid...

worried that we won't reach
our new home.

We need Nikolai's strength now
more than ever.

When the storms
first came to our village

many of us were ready to die

but Nikolai refused to let us.

He gathered us together
and led us into caves.

He saved us.

He is a brave
and compassionate man

and I love him.

Please...

go to him?

Make things right between you.

I want us to be a family.

Us?

Yes.

I want you to consider
yourself my brother.

After all...

...you're going to be
the uncle of my child.

We are in synchronous orbit
over the beam-down site, sir.

Good.

Mr. La Forge, how much longer

before when can we
transport the Boraalans?

A few more hours, Captain, but
we've got some problems here.

I don't think the holodeck's
going to last that long.

We've had materialization errors
and resolution failures

all over the place.

And it's getting worse.

The simulation could fall apart
any minute.

We'll have the transporter room
standing by

but we may have
to transport the Boraalans

whether you're ready or not.

Please keep Mr. Worf apprised.

Aye, sir.

You have the Bridge, Number One.

We still have one more
problem to worry about.

Yes.

We have arrived at the planet
that I told you about.

Have you made a decision?

I believe I would like
to go back to my people.

I see.

What do you intend to tell them?

I don't know.

If you tell them the truth,
what will happen?

Will they believe you?

I'm not sure.

It is a fantastic story.

Perhaps they will think

that you have had
an hallucination

or that you're insane.

I don't think I would like
to live the rest of my life

knowing what I know

and being regarded as a madman.

On the other hand

they may believe
your fantastic story.

They will learn
about... alien worlds

starships.

That would be disastrous.

It would destroy
everything they believed in.

I can't tell them the truth

but I don't think I can live
with a secret.

Then stay here.

Make a future for yourself
with us.

I need some time.

Please.

How could you have mated
with a Boraalan?

What were you thinking?!

I don't owe you an explanation.

This is a matter
between Dobara and myself.

As usual, you are only thinking
of yourself.

And as usual, you are here

to point out
the error of my ways.

You have treated
Dobara with dishonor.

I have not... I love her

and we are going
to raise our child together.

That is not possible!

I cannot allow you
to remain here.

You will have to kill me first!

What does it mean?

The storms have returned.

We'll all be killed.

No, you won't.

Worf has the power
to end the storms

once and for all.

Yes, but everyone must
take shelter in the tents.

The tents won't protect us.

Worf will protect you.

You must trust him.

Hurry, hurry.
Get to your tents now.

Commander, It might be helpful

if you could produce a storm...
wind, lightning and thunder.

I'll see what I can do.

Get in! Get in!

The storm is getting worse!

Stay inside.

Worf and I will
take care of you.

Commander, energize.

The storms will not return.

As I said he would, my brother
Worf has saved us all.

Captain's Log, Stardate 47427.2.

The Boraalans have safely
reached the site

of what will eventually
become their new village.

None of them suspects
they ever left their planet.

However, our success
has come at a high price.

I think it was some form
of ritual suicide.

He said that he had
nowhere to go.

He would have died
even if we hadn't interfered.

But he wouldn't
have died alone...

and afraid.

Are you saying you're sorry
we saved the Boraalans?

No, of course not.

Our plan for them
worked out well.

But I wish that Vorin
could have bridged the gap

between our two cultures.

I would have liked the chance
to have known him better.

What?

Go inside.

Nikolai, don't.

Please.

I told you

you would have to kill me
to get me away from here.

I do not want to fight you,
Nikolai.

Things were never easy
between us, were they?

No.

It's my fault.

If I had been more like you,
we wouldn't have had

so many problems.

No.

If you had been more like me

these people
would not be here now.

You gave them
a chance at a new life.

And I intend to share
that life with them.

The village will need
a new Chronicle.

Someone has to begin it.

My child will need a father.

My place is here.

I'm finally taking
responsibility.

You were never good at drawing.

How will you keep a Chronicle?

I learn quickly.

Then perhaps there is hope.

Could I take this with me?

Hmm...

It's yours.

I will have
to explain all of this

to Mother and Father.

They won't understand.

They may.

I will tell them...

that you are happy.