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Report.

There's an object of some kind
closing in on our position.

On screen.

It appears
to be an unmanned probe.

Approximately one-half
meter in diameter.

There are
no identifiable armaments.

Captain, we are being...

you are being hailed, by name.

Open a channel.

This is Captain
Jean-Luc Picard of...

Captain, I am reading
a power surge.

Shields up.

The beam appears to contain
holographic imaging information.

It's trying
to project something.

Isolate the bandwidth.

Let the signal
through the shields.

Bok.

I trust you remember me, Picard

because I haven't forgotten you

or how you murdered my son.

For 15 years now, I've thought

about how to avenge his death,
but nothing I could do to you

could equal what you did to me...
until now.

You thought
you could hide him from me

didn't you?

But I found out about him.

Jason Vigo is as good as dead.

I'm going to kill your son,
Picard

just like you killed mine.

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.

Mr. Worf, put a tractor beam
on that probe.

Determine if it's safe
to beam it on board.

I want to know
where it came from.

Mr. Data, see if there is
any mention of a Jason Vigo

in Federation records.

You might start
with Miranda Vigo.

She was born on New Gaul
about 50 years ago.

Aye, sir.

Number One,
contact the Ferengi government.

Find out all you can about Bok.

He was wearing
a DaiMon's uniform.

If he has regained his rank,
I want to know why.

Come.

The Ferengi government

is debating an amendment
to the Rules of Acquisition.

It could be a while
before we hear from them.

Data found out
that the woman you mentioned

has a son named Jason.

This is the most recent picture
we could find.

How old is the boy now?

Twenty-three.

He and his mother left Earth
12 years ago.

They settled on Camor V.

That's all we know.

The planet's records
are virtually nonexistent.

Picard to Bridge.

Set a course
for the Camor system, warp five.

Aye, sir.

Will...

I do appreciate your not asking

but I do think
that you have a right to know.

There is a possibility
that the boy is my son.

I was involved with his mother
for a short time about...

well, 24 years ago.

We met through a friend

when I was on shore leave
on Earth.

It was, uh... all very romantic,
very intense

probably because we both knew

that I would be leaving
in two weeks

and we kept in touch for a while

but we never managed
to get together again.

She never said anything to you
about being pregnant?

No.

So either Bok is wrong,
and I'm not the father

or Miranda decided
to raise the child alone

which, quite frankly,
wouldn't surprise me.

She was very independent...

very strong-willed.

She would have to be
to get by on Camor V.

But whether he's my son or not,
he is in danger.

Bok tried to kill me six years
ago and I don't doubt

that he will try to make good
his threat against the boy.

Anything?

There are no Ferengi vessels
within range of our scanners.

Captain, I am unable
to find any information

on Jason Vigo's
current whereabouts.

What about his mother?

No, sir.

Miranda was trained
as a botanist.

She always used to talk
about running a farm one day.

Maybe we should concentrate
on the agricultural areas.

That would significantly
narrow our search.

The only cultivated land is
on the southern continent

and there are relatively
few people engaged

in agricultural activities.

There cannot be many
non-Camorites among them.

Scan for human life signs.

I am detecting eight humans.

Three are female.

However, they are all too young
to be Miranda Vigo.

What about males?

One is an infant.

Another is elderly.

Two are middle-aged.

That's seven.
You said there were eight.

I am having difficulty getting
a clear reading on the eighth.

The individual appears to be
approximately two kilometers

beneath the planet's surface.

Male or female?

Male.

Between 20 and 30 years old.

No one in their right mind

would go that far
underground alone.

Unless he were forced to.

Captain, I am reading seismic
instability in the area.

He is in danger.

Relay his coordinates
to the transporter room.

Have them beam him aboard.

Aye, sir.

What the...?

This is a Federation ship.

That's right.

I'm Captain Picard,
Jean-Luc Picard.

I realize I wasn't supposed
to be spelunking that cave

but don't you have
something better to do?

We thought you were at risk.

Oh. Well, I wasn't.

So maybe you should just beam me
back where I was.

Are you Jason Vigo?

I, uh...

I know him.

Is he in trouble?

In a manner of speaking.

Someone has made a threat
against his life.

Jason, I'm an old friend
of your mother's.

I'm here
because you're in danger.

Why would anybody
want to kill me?

The person who has made
the threat

is under the impression
that you...

are my son.

Am I?

I don't know.

My mother never told me
who my father was...

just that he was in Starfleet.

Maybe we should contact her.

She, uh... she died
a few years ago.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Jason, I think it's important

that we find out
one way or the other.

Would you be willing
to permit a genetic test?

If I'm not your son

is this person still
going to want to kill me?

I doubt it.

In that case, you
won't mind my saying

that I hope you're
not my father.

What were you doing
in the caves, Jason?

Are you a seismologist?

No, I just enjoy climbing.

Without an antigrav harness?

No, they get in the way.

So, what do you do?

Um... I'm between jobs
right now.

I see.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

The test results are ready
if you'd like to hear them.

Your genetic code
is a cross between the DNA

of your mother Miranda Vigo
and your father

Jean-Luc Picard.

What's all this?

Oh, these are
archaeological fragments

that I've collected
over the years.

This is a Silvan glyph stone.

And, um, this is...

this is a Gorlan prayer stick.

It's really quite rare.

Is it valuable?

Oh, not really.

Only to students
of archaeology such as myself.

Though, I did have
to hand over a bottle

of very old Saurian brandy
for it.

I'd say you got taken.

Well, perhaps

but it's of value
to me nonetheless.

On Camor, something has value
if you can eat it or sell it.

Everything else is luxury.

Would you like some tea?

No... thanks.

Something else?

No.

Tea, Earl Grey, hot.

I'm sure that this whole thing

is as much of a surprise
to you as it is to me.

I really want
to be honest with you, Jason.

I only knew your mother
for a very short time.

I would have liked
to have known her better...

it just didn't
work out that way.

You look a lot like her,
you know.

It's the eyes, I think.

I would like
to make one thing clear, Jason.

Your mother never told me
about you.

If she had, I would have been
part of your life.

Maybe that's not
what she wanted.

I think I'd like to go back
to the surface now.

I think it would be better

if you stayed on board
the Enterprise

until we have resolved
this situation with Bok.

What is this situation
with Bok, anyway?

I mean,
why does he want me dead?

Years ago, I was forced
to destroy a starship

commanded by his son.

Bok apparently feels that it
would be fitting vengeance

to kill my son.

Well, I can't hide forever.

Of course not.

We are trying to locate Bok now.

I want to confront him,
settle this matter.

How long is this going to take?

I assure you,
there is no one more eager

to put this behind us
than I am.

Where do I stay?

We'll get you some quarters.

Okay, let's go.

Jason...

your being here

I hope it will give us
the chance

to get to know each other.

We've managed to shut down
the probe's power system

so we can beam it aboard

but It's not going to be easy

to figure out where
this thing came from.

Bok took the precaution

of encrypting the probe's
navigational systems

so that we would be unable
to decipher its flight path.

We ran an analysis
of the probe's hull.

From the energy signatures

and the particle
deposits we found

it looks like it traveled
through a Dichromic Nebula

was exposed to an intensive
gravimetric distortion

and passed within one light-year
of a class-4 pulsar.

Those phenomena
are relatively common.

We would need to identify

at least one of them
specifically

in order to postulate
a flight path.

Understood.

Captain, incoming message
from DaiMon Birta.

Put it on screen.

Thank you for taking the time
to talk with us, DaiMon.

I understand you have a problem.

Yes, it concerns DaiMon Bok.

Bok is no DaiMon.

He was relieved of command
six years ago.

He was unstable, dangerous.

We had to confine him
to Rog Prison.

But he's no longer there.

He was able to buy himself out
about two years ago.

I see.

Do you know his whereabouts now?

I understand he was seen
in the Dorias Cluster

not too long ago.

But that cluster consists
of more than 20 star systems.

You don't have
to thank me, Captain.

Believe it or not,
Captain that might

have given us the fix we need.

There's a nebula
in the Dorias Cluster

that matches
the same particle signature

we found on the probe.

There is a class-4 pulsar

three light-years
from the nebula.

My calculations indicate
the probe was launched

in the Xendi Sabu system.

Plot a course,
take us out of orbit.

Jean-Luc, come in.

I think I need to talk
to a parent.

So, what's he like?

I'm not sure
that I can tell you.

He puts up so many barriers.

I have no idea
what is underneath.

Keep in mind he's had 20 years

to be angry
that his father wasn't there.

It's going to take some time
to get over those feelings

but I do think it's possible.

Perhaps.

But surely it would be wrong
to force the issue.

My sense is that he is
a very independent young man.

Perhaps it would be best
if I left him alone.

Let him come to me
if he wants to.

Maybe you're right

but I think
you should consider this.

Are you doing the best thing
for Jason

or what's easiest for you?

Yeah.

Hello, Jason.

I'm Deanna Troi,
Ship's Counselor.

Come in.

Did Captain Picard
ask you to come talk to me?

No, I just thought I'd come
and see how you were doing.

A lot's happened
in the last few hours.

I thought you might like
to talk about it.

I'll be all right.

People have wanted
to kill me before.

But you've never met
your father before.

And I have to admit,
I never thought I would.

It must be somewhat
overwhelming.

I'm a little shaky.

Well, that's only natural.

But you know what?

I feel better already
just talking to you.

So, how did you feel
about the Captain?

About your father?

He's okay.

A little stiff.

But where are you from?

I was born on Betazed.

Do all the women there
have eyes like yours?

Look, Jason, I came here
to talk to you

because
I'm the Ship's Counselor.

If you don't want
to talk to me in that way

then I think I should go.

Fine.

You're welcome
to make an appointment

to come to my office.

Maybe I'll do just that.

Picard, can you hear me?

I will kill him, Picard

and there's nothing
you can do about it.

Security to Captain's quarters
immediately.

Our shields were up.

How could he have
beamed through them?

I'm not sure he did.

Sensors don't show
any sign of an intruder.

Could it have been
another hologram?

I don't think so, Captain.

Something has to generate
a hologram.

We would have detected it.

Bok once used
a mind-control device

to make me hallucinate.

That device emitted a very
specific energy signature.

I'm not reading
anything like that.

Could he have modified
the device

so he could use it
without being detected?

It's possible.

I'll recalibrate the sensors

to scan for low-intensity
transmissions

and just to be sure,
I'll sweep your quarters

with a resonance scanner.

Good. Keep me posted.

Mr. Worf, I want you to assign
a security detail to Jason.

And what about yourself?

I am not the target
of Bok's threats.

Jason is.

Captain, I have compiled
all available records

pertaining to Jason Vigo's
criminal record.

Criminal record?

Yes, sir.
He has been charged

three times with petty theft,
twice for disorderly conduct

and several dozen times
with trespassing.

Trespassing?

I believe the charges relate
to his climbing activities

in the caves beneath
the planet's surface.

This is the information
you requested, is it not?

Thank you, Mr. Data.

What was your name again?

Lieutenant Rhodes.

Actually...
I meant your first name.

Sandra.

Well, Sandra, do you think you
could... give me some room?

We're supposed to be
keeping an eye on you.

Can't you keep an eye on me
from over there?

Good morning.

I thought you said

your ship was the safest
place I could be.

Why the guards?

Because Bok appeared
in my quarters last night.

Now, it might not have been him.

It may have been an image.

We're investigating.

Look, why don't you just
drop me off somewhere?

I can watch out for myself.

That wouldn't be wise.

I've been doing it
since I was 15.

I'm sure you have, but Bok
is a dangerous creature.

He has a starship.

He has technology.

All right, all right.

I'll stay here.

You seem to like rock climbing.

The holodeck can create
some very challenging climbs.

We could go down together

and I can show you
how to use the program.

Thanks, but, uh, I think
I can figure it out myself.

Perhaps we could climb together.

I'm probably not as...
skilled as you

but I'm not inexperienced.

Look... I'm sorry.

I appreciate
what you're trying to do

but, Captain...

Captain?

Father?

Jean-Luc?

I don't know
what I'm supposed to call you.

As soon as this thing
with Bok is over

I'm leaving.

So, don't you see,
there really isn't any point

in our getting acquainted.

Let me know as soon
as you catch him, all right?

Captain's Log, Stardate 47829.1.

We've been in the Xendi Sabu
system for over three hours

and still no sign of Bok.

Captain, I am detecting
an object 5,000 kilometers

off our starboard bow.

It is another probe.

Why didn't we detect it before?

It must have been cloaked, sir.

It came out of nowhere.

On screen.

Is it another
holographic device?

I do not believe so.

Captain, the probe's systems
are overloading.

Red Alert!
Shields up.

Damage report.

No damage, sir.

Captain, I do not believe
it was meant as an attack

but rather as a message.

A message?

Yes sir, in B'Zal,
a Ferengi code

which uses alternating patterns

of light and darkness.

Can you translate it?

I am attempting to do so.

The message reads

"My revenge is at hand."

He's proved that he can
get to us whenever he wants.

Why doesn't he do something?

Tea, Earl Grey, hot.

If you want me to stay and talk

you better not call
for security this time.

How do you like your boy,
Captain?

Is he everything
you'd always hoped for?

It's a risky game
you're playing, coming here.

Next time,
we'll be ready for you.

Why don't we settle this now?

Oh... and how do you
propose to do that, Picard?

You murdered my son!

It was self-defense...
he fired on my ship.

You were in Ferengi space!

I didn't know that.

If he'd told me,
I would have withdrawn.

I'm sorry, but there's nothing
I can do to bring him back.

How touching.

Your apology is worthless to me.

I demand that you repay me
for my loss.

You cannot put a price
on a life.

Oh, but you can, Picard.

You can pay me
with your son's life.

No.

You don't have any choice!

I insist on being paid.

That should do it.

Let's run a level-3 bio-scan
just to be sure.

Rhodes to Sick Bay.

Medical emergency,
deck nine, section four.

Let's go.

Have you had any other seizures
like this before?

No, not really.

Sometimes my hand shakes,
but never this bad.

When did it first
start to happen?

About a few months ago.

Do you have any idea
what's wrong with me?

You have a condition called
the Forrester-Trent syndrome.

It's a degenerative
neurological disorder...

very rare.

What do you mean, degenerative?

If it goes untreated

it could result in paralysis,
even death.

I'm going to start you

on a neuro-stabilization
regimen.

If we're lucky,
it will halt the degeneration

and maybe reverse its effects.

The disease is hereditary.

I know your father
doesn't have it.

Was your mother prone
to these seizures?

Not that I know of.

There have been
some cases reported

where the disease
was instigated

by a random mutation.

I'll run a micro-cellular scan
and see if that's what happened.

In the meantime, I want you
to try to take it easy

and get some rest.

Is he going to be all right?

I wish I could say for certain

but I'm not sure how he'll
respond to treatments.

I've been thinking about
what you said the other day

and, you know,
I think you were right.

I had convinced myself

that Jason didn't want me
to reach out to him.

You know, I don't think
anyone is born

knowing how to be a parent.

You just sort of figure it out
as you go

but the one quality
that tends to be

a requirement
for parenthood is patience.

Well, I'm not sure
that that is going to be enough.

I found out that...

Jason has a criminal record.

It's nothing very serious.

It's only petty theft

and so forth,
but I can't help feeling

that if I had been
part of his life

then he wouldn't be
so troubled now.

Maybe, but why waste time

blaming yourself
for not being there?

Just be here for him now.

And be patient?

And be patient.

We think we've found
something, Captain.

Bok was in direct contact
with this chair

for an extended period.

It is showing a distinctive
subspace signature as a result.

We think he's using some kind
of subspace transporter

to beam aboard the Enterprise.

My understanding is that
such devices were impractical.

The Federation abandoned
its research in the field

because the technology was
found to be unreliable

as well as energy intensive.

In order to transport matter
through subspace

you have to put it
in a state of quantum flux.

It's very unstable.

What range would that kind
of transporter have?

In theory, it could operate
over several light-years.

That means that the probe
that exploded

could have been beamed
into position

from some point
outside sensor range.

If Bok uses
his transporter again

we might be able to trace
the subspace signature

and locate his ship.

Is there any way
we can we keep Bok

from beaming aboard
the Enterprise again?

I don't think there is.

See, if he has the ability
to beam aboard

he may be able
to beam someone away.

It is a possibility.

I'm concerned that he may try
to take Jason.

Is there any way
we can protect him?

You know, we might be able

to keep a signal lock on him
at all times.

If Bok tries to beam him away

we might be able
to hold him here.

In order to do so

we would need to tie
the ship's subspace field coils

into the transporter system.

Make it so.

Computer, where is Jason Vigo?

Jason Vigo is in Holodeck Four.

Would you wait outside?

Not bad.

I like climbing.

There's something about

actually having your fate
in your own hands.

Yeah, I know.

It looks as though
we may have found out

how to locate Bok's ship.

This could all soon be over.

You came all the way up
here just to tell me that?

I thought it would
make you feel better.

Thanks.

That was nice of you.

Jason, when your mother
and I parted

I lost track of her completely

but I would like to know more
about what happened to her

if you wouldn't mind telling me.

Like what?

Well, how did you end up
on Camor?

It's an unlikely place
for a woman and child.

Well, you know how she was...

see a stray cat, take it in

see somebody cold,
give them your coat.

Yes, that was Miranda,
all right.

She'd heard
about all the children

that had been orphaned on Camor
from the Cardassian war.

Oh... I see.

I was only ten
when we went there.

I remember her telling me
all about the boys and girls

that didn't have anyone
to care for them.

So she got this big house,
practically falling apart

then she started
rounding up children.

Eventually, there were
over 40 of us there.

She called it a school.

You know, she got up
before dawn every day

and went to bed
well after midnight.

In between, she never
stopped working.

She taught us all how to read

and she grew vegetables
in hardpan to feed us

and she made sure
we knew how to sing.

It's important
in a place like Camor.

And then one day
she was attacked

by two men in the street
in broad daylight

for the food she was carrying

and if she'd just
given it to them

they probably
wouldn't have hurt her

but she knew how important
the food was to us.

So they killed her.

I'm so sorry.

Don't be sorry for me.

My mother made sure

that we were all
tough enough to make it.

Jason, isn't there some way
that I can be a father to you?

My own father and I
were estranged.

He wanted me to stay at home
and tend the vineyards

and I wanted to join Starfleet.

And he died before we could
come to terms with that

and I've regretted that
all of my life.

I don't want the same thing
to happen to you and me.

You don't understand.

I'm not anybody
you'd want for a son.

Trust me, if you knew...

if you knew anything about me

you wouldn't,
you wouldn't be trying so hard.

You're so wrong.

Oh, really?

Let me spell it out for you.

I've been in trouble
since I was a teenager.

I lie.

I steal.

I use people.

I'm a criminal.

That's what your son is.

I know.

You do?

Oh, yes.

I know all about your troubles
with the Camor authorities.

You do?

It doesn't make
any difference, Jason.

You're still my son

and like it or not,
I'm your father.

I don't know what that means.

I know it means something.

There's some connection.

Yeah.

But one thing is clear...

you'll never look
at your hairline again

in the same way.

You wanted to see me?

Yes.

It's about Jason.

I finished

the micro-cellular scan
I was running.

There's something
you need to know.

Sir, sensors are detecting

a subspace carrier wave
headed for the ship.

Its signature is consistent
with Bok's transporter.

See if you can trace it
and locate Bok's ship.

Geordi, are you ready
down there?

I've got a signal lock on Jason.

Riker to Picard.

Picard here.

Bok is trying
to use his transporter.

The transporter beam is focusing
on deck nine, section four.

Jason's quarters.

I'm on it, Commander.

Security to Bridge.

Bok is beaming Jason
off the ship.

Initiating transport now.

I'm losing his signal.

Bok is reestablishing
his lock on him.

Have you been able
to locate Bok's ship?

No, sir.

The subspace signature
left by his transporter

is decaying more
rapidly than predicted.

It may not be possible
to trace it.

Captain, another probe
has materialized

500 kilometers to starboard.

It is sending a transmission.

Put it on screen.

This is
a very special day, Picard.

15 years ago you took my son
away from me.

Today, I will take your son
away from you.

It will be our anniversary.

I wanted you
to see him one last time.

I am tracing
the transporter beam

Bok used to send the probe.

The ship is holding position

approximately
300 billion kilometers

from here.

Plot a course.

Maximum warp.

Even at warp nine,
we wouldn't get there

for another 20 minutes.

The modifications you made
to the transporter...

is there any way we could use
a subspace transport from here

to get me onto Bok's ship?

It may be possible, sir,
but it would not be advisable.

I'll take that as a yes.

You're with me.

There.

I've aligned the field coils.

Phase dampers are in sync.

Standing by to modulate
the transport pattern.

Captain, we might be able
to get you over there

but I don't see how
we're going to get you back.

We'll deal with that
when the time comes.

Transport's going to take
longer than normal.

We'll have to shunt
your pattern

through the subspace
field coils.

Understood.

Initiating transport
sequence now.

Maybe we can make a deal.

What kind of deal?

Tell my father you killed me.

Put a phaser burn on my shirt
and send it to him.

He'll think I'm dead.

That's what this
is about, isn't it?

I got friends on Camor V

that will make it
worth your while.

I understand your desire to live

but I want Picard
to see your body

so there will be no doubt.

Lower your weapons
or Bok is dead.

Lower yours or your son dies!

You know as well as I do, Bok,
he's not my son.

I know what you've done.

Miranda Vigo is his mother

but I am not his father.

You made it appear so

because you
re-sequenced his DNA

but your technique was flawed.

He developed
a neurological disorder.

When my ship's doctor
investigated it

she discovered
what you had done.

Now he'll never pay the ransom.

Shut up!

There never was a ransom.

All he was ever interested in
was vengeance.

DaiMon, is this true?

He's not a DaiMon!

He was stripped of command.

They had no right
to do that to me.

He lied to you, so that you
would help him in his plan.

The Enterprise is closing in
on your position.

If you let the two of us go,
they won't attack you.

They won't attack us
with you on board.

They will cripple your ship
and keep you here

until the Ferengi
authorities arrive.

You've got
a lot of explaining to do.

Your only hope
is to turn Bok over to them

and tell them
that he deceived you.

There is no profit
in this for us.

Captain's Log, Stardate 47831.8.

At Jason's request

the Enterprise has returned
to Camor V.

Dr. Crusher feels

I'm responding well
to the treatment.

She thinks that the damage
may be completely reversed.

I'm glad to hear it.

Yeah.

Are you sure that you
wouldn't like to stay

on board the Enterprise
for a few more days?

Uh, I can't.

I have a life back on Camor.

It's a mess,
but I'd like to go back

and straighten things out.

I understand.

Well, uh, maybe next time
you come back this way

you can look me up.

I will.

I, uh, put a little something

into your bag
while you were packing.

I know you would
probably have preferred

a bottle of Saurian brandy

but, uh, that's all
I could come up with.

I-I can't accept this.

I want you to have it.

Energize.