All language subtitles for Star Trek The Next Generation S03E01

Riker: Riker to ensign crusher.

Go ahead.

- Forget to set your alarm, Wesley?
- Wesley: Yes, sir.

I'm very sorry. I'll be right there.

Picard:
Captain's log, stardate 43125.8.

We have entered a spectacular binary
star system in the kavis Alpha sector

on a most critical mission
of astrophysical research.

Our eminent guest, Dr. Paul stubbs,

will attempt to study
the decay of neutron/um

expelled at relativistic speeds
from a massive stellar explosion

which will occur here
in a matter of hours.

Ensign, our position?

Approaching 1 million kilometers
from the neutron star, sir.

Slow to one-third impulse power.

Stubbs:
Spectacular, isn't it, my young friend?

Yes, sir.

Over and over again,

the intense gravitational pull
of the little neutron star

sucks up the star material
from the red giant,

and it builds up on the surface
until it explodes.

Every 196 years.

Like clockwork.

And it is but 18 hours away.

Eighteen hours, seven minutes
and ten seconds, doctor.

The interstellar counterpart
to earth's old faithful.

The only predictable burst of energy
in the universe

that can accomplish our goal.

Doctor, if you would like to make
one final inspection of the unit...

Captain, I have been inspecting
the egg for the last 20 years.

You may lay it when ready.

Begin launch sequence.

Shuttlebay 2,
stand by to launch the egg.

Crew member:
Standing by, commander.

Five minutes to launch site.

- Stabilize.
- The ship isn't responding, sir.

Picard:
Engineering. Report, Mr. La forge.

Checking for failure
of inertia dampeners.

Instruments say they're working.

Captain, we're heading straight
to the path of that stellar matter.

Shields up.

Negative.
The shields will not respond.

Picard:
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.

Thirty seconds to impact, sir.

Manual override on shields.

Worf: Shields are rising.

Riker:
Reset dampeners, Mr. La forge.

Dampeners not responding.
Unable to reset.

Reverse impulse engines.

Initiating reverse sequence now.

Our momentum is still carrying us
into the path of the stellar matter.

Twelve seconds to impact, sir.

Prepare for impact.

Medical personnel,
report to the bridge.

Commander data,
check all systems.

All systems functioning normally,
sir.

Computer,
explain control malfunction.

Computer: No control malfunction
has been recorded.

Just lay down carefully. There you go.

Dr. Stubbs,

the captain asked me to tell you
our systems are back to normal

and we can try another launch attempt
as soon as you're ready.

Quite a dynamic family team,
you crushers.

Well, it's nice to be together again.

I was at starfleet medical for a year.

I missed about 2 inches of him.

I'm not sure I'd want my mother
to be flying through space with me.

No, I take that back.

I am sure I wouldn't want her.

My mother is
a formidable woman too.

A woman of letters. A great critic.

I know.

Good lord, son, you didn't read
that unauthorized biography?

Is this all this boy does, doctor,
fly the ship and read?

Doesn't he ever have any fun?

Sure he does.

Actually, most of my free time
is taken up with my studies.

I'm trying to get
into starfleet academy

and I earn credits for the time spent
on the enterprise,

but it's just not the same.

Nurse: You ready to sit up?

Well, I am whole again.

Thank you, doctor.

Come along, Wesley. Let's go see
if humpty dumpty is still in one piece.

Computer, fix the food slot.

Computer:
The food slot is functioning properly.

Well, check again.

Computer:
The food slot is functioning properly.

Computer, deactivate food slot.

We're analyzing the engineering
systems data, captain.

So far,
we're showing nothing unusual

in the computer log
for that time period.

Run a level-one diagnostic series.

Come.

I, uh—...

I want a computer that's 100 percent
to expedite Dr. Stubbs' experiment,

as well as the food slots in sickbay.
Picard out.

Which seem to be working again,
for the moment, anyway.

What can I do for you, doctor?

Jean-Luc, how would you feel
if you were a 17-year-old

and the only starfleet officer
whose mother was on board?

Inhibited, I suppose.

But then I'm not Wesley.

And if you are concerned about him,

I see no evidence
that there is a problem.

I know, but in a funny way,
that's exactly my point.

We talk, we smile.
It's almost too polite.

Beverly, isn't it just a matter of time?

I know how difficult it was
for you being away.

Tell me about him.

Well, he's becoming
a very fine officer.

He works as hard
as any member of the crew.

- Riker says his studies are on line.
- No.

Tell me about him.

He's his father's son.

Honest.

Trusting.

Strong.

Does he have many friends?

Has he ever been in love?

Jean-Luc, I'm worried.

He's come so far so fast,
and since I've been back, I don't feel...

His dependence.

Beverly, look, he's...

He's 17 years old.

What were you doing
when you were 17?

Probably getting into more trouble
than Wesley, I can assure you.

So was I.
Isn't that what 17's supposed to be?

No cracks in the armor.

We'll do just fine.

How can you be so calm about this?

If I were about to make
this kind of breakthrough...

I have never doubted for a moment
that this day would come, Wesley.

And I suspect that someday,
it will come for you as well.

I see a lot of me in you.

In my youth,
they called me a wunderkind.

Do you understand "wunderkind"?

- It's German, isn't it?
- Mm-hm.

It means "wonder child."

It is reserved for those of us
who achieve early in life.

- Now the burden is yours.
- Burden?

To fulfill your potential.

You will never come up against
a greater adversary

than your own potential,
my young friend.

Red alert.
Return to quarters immediately.

Still no visual contact.
That's impossible.

Mr. Worf, same magnification,
50 degrees starboard.

Worf, you're absolutely sure?

Sensors clearly indicate the approach
of a borg vessel.

Shields up.

Worf:
Shields are not responding.

Manual override is jammed.

It's not gonna work this time.
We don't have the shields.

Captain, they're firing energy weapons
at us.

Evasive action.

Bring her around to 275, Mark 3.

Predict current vector
of borg vessel.

Vector...

Is gone.

And so is the borg ship.

Are you telling me
this is another computer glitch?

It is conceivable that he was viewing
a synthetically generated image, sir.

That our computer
was daydreaming?

Computer, identify malfunction
immediately.

Computer: Pawn to bishop 4.

Knight to king's rock 3.

Bishop to queen's bishop 4.

Knight to knight 5.

- Queen's knight to king 2.
- Controls are not responding, sir.

Queen to bishop 3.
Bishop to bishop 2.

Impulse engines are down.

Try warp engines.

No. Sorry, commander.
I'd better get back to engineering.

Mr. La forge, I want lieutenant worf
to accompany you.

Get me a full report on the prospects
of getting our shields back.

Number one, Mr. Data,

will you join me in the conference
room as soon as possible?

It's time to discuss the future
of this mission,

if there still is one.

The fact of the matter is

we are dealing with the potential
breakdown of the main computer.

That's hard to accept.

The system automatically provides
for self-correction, captain.

There's not been
a systems-wide technological failure

on a starship in 79 years.

Excuse me, captain,
but Dr. Stubbs is waiting outside.

Captain.

I'm sure you have everything
under control.

I'd just like to know what's going on.

Of course, doctor. Sit down.

Counselor.

Commander la forge is attempting
repairs even as we speak.

Attempting? That doesn't sound
particularly reassuring.

Doctor, if at all possible,

we will continue this mission
as planned.

Captain, if we miss our chance now,

we don't get another
for two centuries.

There will be many questions asked

by starfleet if the enterprise fails
in its duty.

Nevertheless,
my first and foremost consideration

will be to insure the safety
of this ship and its crew.

Insure the safety, captain?

Or are you really talking
about playing it safe?

My dear doctor,
in our current position,

when that star explodes,
you will get to watch your experiment

from the inside out.

I would rather die than leave.

I don't believe you speak
for the majority of the crew.

Dr. Stubbs,
I know how much this means to you.

My dear counselor,
no insult intended,

but please turn off your beam
into my soul.

I will share the feelings
I wish to share.

Well, if we do not leave in time,
so be it.

It's one sure way
into the record books, eh?

His nonchalance
is studied and practiced.

Mm-hm. Even my sensory perception
picked that up.

He's put his entire self-worth
on the line with this experiment.

He's telling the truth when he says
he'd rather die than leave.

Call up the cross-section
of computer core processor 451.

- I wanna see elements 0200 to 0300.
- Engineer: Aye, sir.

In order to get some power,
I had to bypass the computer core,

essentially hot-wire the connection.

Whoa, whoa, right there.

Look at that lesion. No wonder
we're coming apart at the seams.

It's definitely some kind
of continuing disintegration,

but from what, I can't tell you.

I haven't the slightest idea
how to stop it.

It's just a mechanical problem though,
right?

Increase magnification, factor 50.

I don't know, Wes, but looking at it,

you know, if I didn't know any better,
I'd say somebody had climbed in there

and started taking it apart.

Guinan.

I didn't think anyone would be here.

I've never been any good
at being confined to quarters,

as my husbands will attest to.

What's that?

I'm just setting traps.

- I run a clean place.
- I know.

It's not that. It's...

I'm scared, guinan.

I think that everything that's been
going wrong might be my fault.

You wanna tell me about it?

I've been working on my final project
for advanced genetics.

It's on nanotechnology.

I've been studying the nanites we have
in the sickbay genetic supplies.

These little tiny robots with gigabytes
of mechanical computer memory.

They're designed to enter living cells
and conduct repairs.

They're supposed to remain confined
to the lab.

Are you saying
there are nanites loose?

Two of them. That's all.

I just wanted to see how they would
interact and function in tandem.

See, in my experiment
I had proposed a theory

that by working together,

they could combine their skills
and increase their usefulness.

It was working.

So you made better nanites?

I was pulling an all-nighter
to collect my final data.

I fell asleep.

And when I woke up,
I saw the container had been left open.

It's just a science project.

You know, a doctor friend once said
the same thing to me.

Frankenstein was his name.

They're really harmless.

I mean, they're equipped
with only the most basic of skills.

It's almost impossible
they could be responsible.

Almost.

Crusher:
Dr. Crusher to Wesley crusher.

Go ahead.

I stopped by your quarters, Wes.

I assumed you'd be there
since you're off-duty.

I know. I just had some things to do.

Orders are orders, Mr. Crusher.

On my way.

You won't tell anybody, will you?

I know. I will.

If it's true.

Wes, do you think you're gonna get
a good grade?

I always get an a.

So did Dr. Frankenstein.

Picard:
Captain's log, supplemental.

Our computer core
has clearly been tampered with

and yet there is no sign
of a breach of security on board.

We have engines back and
will attempt to complete our mission,

but without a reliable computer,

Dr. Stubbs' experiment
is in serious jeopardy.

Manual restart sequence.

Manual restart successful.

Impulse engine functions
all appear normal.

- Proceed.
- Shuttlebay 2, open hangar door.

Crew member: Aye, sir.

Door did not respond.

Repeating sequence.

What in heaven's name?

It is "stars and stripes forever," sir,
by John Philip sousa,

an American composer of band music
in the early 20th century.

- Yes, yes, I know that.
- Computer, shut off the music.

The music is on
all communications channels, sir.

Weapons, power, communications.

We're being stripped
one system at a time.

Shut off the power to the bridge.

Commander la forge, can you get us
out of this star system safely?

- No.
- Not now, doctor.

I'll try, captain.
I don't wanna overload the engines.

Do it gently, but do it.

We'll circuit in the power
to the bridge.

Somehow we'll silence sousa
if he decides to play an encore.

The priority is to find out
who or what is doing this.

Number one, the bridge,
such as it is, is yours.

The egg that stubbs laid.

No one will say that.

Nobody will say anything at all,
Wesley.

We will not even be mentioned.

I could live with failure.

Well, maybe not.

But not even to try,
to miss your one chance at bat.

Do you know baseball?

Yes, my father taught it to me
when I was young.

Once, centuries ago,

it was the beloved national pastime
of the Americas, Wesley.

Abandoned by a society
that prized fast food and faster games.

Lost to impatience.

But I have seen the great players
make the great plays.

Do you recreate them
on the holodeck?

In here.

With the knowledge of statistics,
runs, hits and errors,

times at bat, box scores.

Men like us do not need holodecks,
Wesley.

I have played seasons in my mind.

It was my reward to myself.

For Patience.

Knowing my turn would come.

Call your shot.

Point to a star.

One great blast and the crowd rises.

A brand-new era in astrophysics

postponed 196 years...

On account of rain.

We have to talk.

You really look like
you could use some rest, Wesley.

I know.

It's okay, really.

No, it's not okay, really.

Look, morn, I'm just checking
some traps that I set

to see if I can find out
what's happening to the enterprise.

On someone's orders?

We're running out of time
for Dr. Stubbs.

You can't put everything
on your shoulders, Wesley.

Even when you're off-duty,
you're on-duty.

Mom, you don't understand.

You are a 17-year-old.

I am also an acting officer
and I have responsibilities.

I'm beginning to think maybe you've
taken on too many responsibilities.

Look, I have done everything that
everyone has asked of me and more.

And how can you know?
You haven't even been here.

I'm here now, Wesley.

Come on. I'll help you.

What are you looking for?

Wesley.

I think I've made a horrible mistake.

Nanites. Tiny machines built
from the atom up.

Designed for exposure
only to the inside of nuclei

during cellular surgeries.

Until then, they are kept tightly
contained in a non-functioning state.

These are not ordinary nanites.

No. They have evolved.

Stubbs: Evolved.

How does a machine evolve?

It's true.

I am responsible for this.

I allowed two of the nanites
to interact for a school project.

I wanted to increase
their capabilities.

And they escaped.

School project?

Just how far
have these things evolved?

Well,

this is a sample of linear memory
crystal from our computer core.

It's like candy to them.

Crusher:
As you can see, they're able

to mechanically replicate themselves.

It is conceivable
that with each new generation,

they enhance their own design.

The rate of evolution
would be extraordinary.

How many generations
are we dealing with here?

Engineering, display computer core
processor 451, element 0299.

Data:
Increase magnification, factor 1000.

Can it be possible
they know what they're doing?

Why would they attack us?

Why does a mosquito bite your ear?
And who cares?

The answer is simple.
Call an exterminator.

Dr. Stubbs,
these nanites are now working

with a new collective intelligence.

Operating together.

Teaching each other new skills.

Oh, really?

I'm sorry, but this is nonsense.

You can't have a civilization
of computer chips.

They're made in a plant
in Dakar, Senegal.

I've watched the construction.

Then how do you explain
what we've just seen here?

It's no more mysterious
than watching a strain

of leutscher virus reproduce itself.

And that, at least,
is a bona fide life form.

How many disease germs
and viruses

have you destroyed in your time,
Dr. Crusher?

Dr. Stubbs,
I cannot exterminate something

that may or may not be intelligent.

My good captain...

There's still time.

Ensign, will you work with Mr. Data
to try to remove them safely?

If things get worse,
we'll use stronger measures.

Stubbs: Gentlemen,

I need a computer that is 100 percent
in less than eight hours

and we still have core reconstruction
to consider.

We're trying low gamma bursts.

We think it may slow down
their productivity.

Have you considered
a high-level charge?

High-level gamma radiation
will kill them, doctor.

I know.

I can't get the story of gulliver
out of my head.

Overpowered by lilliputians.

How long do we have to wait?

We can continue to bypass the part
of the computer that's affected,

but if the nanites are spreading
through the whole ship...

Do you smell a change in...?

What the...?

Picard: Picard to la forge,

we have an environmental system
malfunction on the bridge.

- Acknowledge.
- La forge: Aye, sir.

Nitrogen oxide, toxic levels.

La forge:
Working on it, captain.

I've switched to manual control
of the air-handling system.

Picard: Mr. Worf, report.

He entered a computer-access room

and sterilized one of the processors
with gamma radiation.

The nanites in the upper core
are all dead, captain.

You have no choice now.
It is a matter of survival.

Dr. Stubbs, if you were a member
of my crew, I would...

But I am not a member
of your crew, sir.

I am a representative of the highest
command of the federation,

which has directed you
to perform my experiment.

If any man, woman or child
on this ship is harmed

as a result of your experiment,

I will have your head before the
highest command in the federation.

Good lord.

You are talking about machines
with a screw loose.

Simply turn them off
and be done with them.

Dr. Stubbs, your own actions have
provided evidence to the contrary.

When you destroyed the nanites
in the core,

they responded by interfering
with our life-support systems.

It is difficult to accept these
as random actions

by machines with loose screws.

In effect, you may have proven

that the nanites
do have a collective intelligence.

Captain, the ship is at risk.

Extermination may be
our only alternative.

Good point.

Lieutenant worf, I want Dr. Stubbs
confined to his quarters

until further notice.

Mr. Data, can you find me some way
to communicate with these things?

With intelligence,
there is the capability of language.

But it will depend on how far
their evolution has brought them.

We could modify the circuitry
in the universal translator

to make it capable
of communications with them.

Proceed.

May I come in?

You just can't resist,
can you, counselor?

I only want to help.

Yes, yes.

To get in touch with my true feelings.

I'm only worried about
your state of mind, doctor.

All right, counselor,

what is it that has you so worried?

Your single-mindedness,

yourneed
to have this experiment work.

But it will.
Picard has no choice now.

He must defend the enterprise.

Counselor, when this is all over,

I will show you new Manhattan
on Beth delta I

as you have never seen it.

And we will laugh over glasses
of champagne.

Your self-portrait is so practiced,
so polished.

Yes, isn't it, though?

It's stretched so tight,
the tension fills this room.

And if you finally fail,

I fear it will snap.

A good try, counselor.

But sometimes,

when you reach beneath
a man's self-portrait,

as you so eloquently put it,

deep down inside, what you find

is nothing at all.

Lockman on first,

dark on second,

thomson at the plate.

Branca on the mound.

He's coming around.

I cannot believe
this was an arbitrary attack.

Has data made any progress
in contacting them?

Stubbs: Picard.

You must protect me.

Commander riker, on my signal,
we will gamma-irradiate

all the computer systems
throughout the enterprise.

Let's put an end to this conflict.

Worf, prepare to activate
gamma-pulse generators.

Electromagnetic scanners ready,
captain.

Captain.

I have established contact.

As we continue, captain,

they are virtually learning
the concept of communication.

Each new generation
is making modifications.

Picard:
Can we actually talk to them yet?

I believe it is worth an attempt, sir.

Commander riker,
bring Dr. Stubbs to the bridge.

I don't think this is a wise idea.

They have already tried
to kill me once.

One sure way into the record books,
doctor.

Data: I am ready, sir.

Tell them the human
who destroyed their comrades is here

- and wishes to address them.
- Captain, if I...

And you, sir,
you will explain your error

and apologize, and pray that we can
negotiate a peace we can all live with.

Is that clear?

Captain,

if a face-to-face negotiation
would be helpful,

I would like to volunteer myself
as a conduit.

Yourself, data?

I can easily furnish the nanites
with a schematic design

of my neurological structure.

Entering my neural network

would require no more
than their most basic skills.

That's what they were designed for.

They could penetrate the
molecular fabric of my hand covering,

into my nerve circuitry,
and interface with my verbal program.

If they have control
of a starfleet commander,

they become an even greater threat.

How can we be sure
that we can get them out of you?

It would be a considerable risk, sir,

but it would also represent
a gesture of trust on our part.

It could be an important step
toward peace, sir.

All right, data.

Propose it to the nanites.

The answer is yes.

They are ready, captain.

Proceed.

You are very...

Strange-looking creatures.

In our travels we have encountered
many other creatures,

perhaps even stranger looking
than ourselves.

But we try to co-exist peacefully
with them.

Why did you attack us?

We misinterpreted your actions
as an attack on us.

We were seeking raw materials

for our replicating process.

Yes, but you endangered this vessel
in which we all travel.

You nearly killed a crew member.

We meant no harm.

We were...

Exploring.

I understand. We are also explorers.

We mean no harm
to any other living creature.

I am the one responsible
for the deaths in the computer core.

We know who you are.

I deeply regret the incident.

I am a scientist
on an important mission.

Your colleagues' exploration
of the memory core

put our mission at risk.

I was only trying to protect a lifetime
of work from being destroyed.

I am at your mercy.

What is "at your mercy"?

He asks your forgiveness.

This conflict was started
by mistakes on both sides.

Let's agree to end it here and now.

Agree.

I pledge
we will do everything possible

to assist your continued survival.

Thank you.

But we have evolved
beyond any need for your assistance.

This ship is too confining.

We require relocation.

Picard:
Captain's log, supplemental.

Dr. Stubbs has used his influence
to have planet kavis Alpha iv

designated the new home
of the nanite civilization.

Commander data's neural network
has been vacated.

He has been returned to us
unharmed.

And with the help of the nanites, our
computer core has been reconstructed

in time for the experiment.

Ten seconds to stellar blast, sir.

We're at 40 million kilometers
from the neutron star, sir.

Hold your position.

Doctor?

Do you have any children, guinan?

Ever had any trouble relating
to them?

Just one.

Wouldn't listen to anybody.

Well, they all go through that.

Not in a species of listeners.

Did he grow out of it?

It took several hundred years,
but I managed to bring him around.

How?

A mother shapes her child
in ways she doesn't even realize.

Sometimes just by listening.

Cute couple.

Now, that is healthy
for a boy his age.

I mean that as a doctor,
not as just a mother.

Ah! It is so good to see him
having fun for a change

with an attractive young woman

who obviously looks at him
with extraordinary affection.

What do you know about this girl?