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Data: Second officer's personal log,
stardate 443901.

Record entry for transmission
to commander Bruce Maddox,

cybernetics division,
daystrom institute.

Dear commander Maddox,
in reference to your most recent letter,

I agree that your study lacks
sufficient primary source information

on my programming and operation.

Therefore, in response
to your request,

this correspondence will include
a complete record of my activities

during a normal day,

with particular emphasis
on my perceptions of friendship.

Commander riker,
you are 15 minutes early.

Well, it's a very special day.

I thought the father of the bride
would enjoy being relieved early

- on the wedding day.
- Thank you, sir.

- Nervous?
- I cannot become nervous, sir.

However, I do sense
a certain anticipation

regarding my role in the wedding.

Anything to report?

All systems are normal, sir.

Sickbay reports that lieutenant juarez
went into labor at 0400 hours.

We remain at station awaiting
the arrival of starship zhukov,

and guest quarters have been
prepared for ambassador t'pel.

- Thank you. I have the bridge.
- Aye, sir.

Begin day watch.

Initially, commander Maddox,
I found it difficult

to maintain friendships,
since human emotions

are often puzzling to me.

Eventually, I developed
a program enabling me

to predict human emotional
responses to specific actions.

Come in.

It is time for the wedding rehearsal.

I know.

Data, I've decided
not to go through with it.

You do not wish to rehearse?

No, I'm calling off the wedding.

May I ask why?

It's just the right thing to do.

Have your feelings
for chief o'brien changed?

I'm supposed
to be getting married, data.

I should be happy, but I'm not.

I just feel this weight
pressing down on me.

Will canceling the wedding
make you happy?

He'll probably be
just as relieved as I am.

Data, you introduced us
to each other.

You mean a lot to both of us.

I would really appreciate it
if you would talk to miles for me.

If you wish.

My friend chief o'brien
often says that above all else,

he wants to make Keiko happy.

Since canceling the wedding
will make her happy,

I must conclude the chief
will be pleased at her decision.

- I have good news.
- Oh?

Keiko has made a decision
designed to increase her happiness.

She has canceled the wedding.

Canceled the wedding? Today?
Without even a word?

Of all the childish, selfish,
irresponsible things to do.

Next time, maybe I should
deliver the good news.

Commander Maddox,
it would appear that my program

designed to predict
emotional responses

needs... adjustment.

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.

Data: Second officer's personal log,
supplemental.

This is the 1550th day since
the enterprise was commissioned.

Besides the arrival
of ambassador t'pel,

other events occurring today
include four birthdays,

two personnel transfers, a celebration
of the hindu festival of lights,

two chess tournaments,
one secondary school play,

and four promotions.

Overall, an ordinary day.

The zhukov is ready
for transport, sir.

Energize.

Welcome aboard the enterprise,
ambassador.

I would meet with your captain.

Since I am not affected
by emotional considerations,

I am closer to being vulcan
than human.

However, while their devotion to logic
does have a certain appeal,

I find their stark philosophy
to be somewhat limited.

Picard: Come.

Ambassador t'pel.

I come to serve.

Your service honors us.

This is my first officer,
commander William riker.

Leave us, please.

Charming woman.

The tone of commander riker's voice
makes me suspect

that he is not serious about finding
ambassador t'pel charming.

My experience suggests
that, in fact,

he may mean the exact opposite
of what he says.

Irony is a form of expression
I have not yet been able to master.

You don't need a haircut.
You were just in here last week.

Hey, if you'd done it right
the first time,

I wouldn't need to be
back here so soon.

Heh, heh, I know
you want to look beautiful,

but I'm just a barber,
not a miracle worker.

Just try to keep my ears
on straight today, all right?

Friendly insults and jibes,
another form of human speech

that I am attempting to master.

In this case, with the help
of commander geordi la forge.

Hi, data.

I consider geordi
to be my best friend.

Here for a trim?

My hair does not require trimming,
youlunkhead.

What?

- My hair does not require trimming...
- Lunkhead?

I am experimenting
with friendlyjibes and insults.

It was not meant
as a serious disparagement.

Well, just don't try it on the captain.

Geordi, I am still confused

by chief o'brien's reaction
this morning.

Mm. Yeah.
He was just surprised, data.

He didn't mean to blow up like that.

He knows that Keiko probably doesn't
wanna call off the marriage.

She's just getting cold feet.

Cold feet? Jitters.

A nervous reaction to an impending
event of great importance.

Geordi: Right. Don't worry,
everything's gonna be fine.

She'll change her mind again.

She will? — absolutely.

So you believe that the marriage
will still proceed?

Trust me, they're gonna get married,

so you'd better find a gift.

I find lieutenant worf to be
what is called a kindred spirit.

We were both orphans rescued
by starfieet officers.

In many ways, we are both
still outsiders in human society.

- Are you here to find a wedding gift?
- Yes.

I would appreciate your help
in selecting an appropriate item.

Of course. I have attended
human weddings before.

Worf: Hold.
Data: This is a traditional gift?

Yes, my adoptive parents
often give these things

at family weddings.

A human custom.

Worf: Hold.

It is my understanding
that the item selected

should reflect the personality
of whoever is giving it.

This does not remind me of you.

Have you ever been
an actual participant

in a human wedding?

You would not consider it
to be an honor?

An honor, perhaps.

But human bonding rituals
often involve

a great deal of talking
and dancing and crying.

Dandng?

I am rarely in need

of Dr. Beverly crusher's
professional services,

as my biomechanical maintenance
program is self-sufficient.

But I often observe
as she practices medicine on others,

and have learned a great deal
about human interaction from her.

Doctor, may I ask a favor of you?

Of course, data.

Would you teach me to dance?

- What?
- I would like to learn how to dance.

Why me?

It was in your service record.

Awarded first prize,
tap and jazz competition,

- St. Louis academy.
- Okay, okay.

Have I said something
to upset you?

It's just that
that was a long time ago.

And I don't wanna be known
as the dancing doctor again.

Then your answer is no.

All right, but let's keep this
between you and me.

Of course, doctor.

Picard: Commander data,

please report to the bridge.

Acknowledged.

Data, I want a tactical projection
of possible romulan deployments

along the neutral zone.

Access all federation records
on the subject

and report to my ready room.

Captain, is there a specific area
you wish me to study?

Ambassador.

Number one, set a course,
130, Mark 246, warp 7.

That will take us very close
to the neutral zone, captain.

I'm aware of that,
number one. Proceed.

Lay in the course.

It is fortunate that I am able
to perform my duties

without emotional distractions.

If that were not the case,
a sudden course correction

toward the neutral zone
would make me very nervous.

Mr. Data, based on your analysis,
what is the current romulan strategy

behind the deployment
of their ships in this sector?

Their ships are deployed
to support a policy of confrontation

designed to test federation defenses
along the neutral zone.

Do you predict any change
in the near future?

I predict a 90 percent probability

that they will continue
to support that policy.

And is there any indication
of a more conciliatory attitude

on their part?

No, sir.

Caution is clearly called for, captain.

However, the mission
must proceed as planned.

Starfleet command agrees with you.

But I would feel better if you would
consent to an escort or a...

Thank you, Mr. Data.

Feline supplement... 74.

Computer,
run fluidic sensor diagnostic.

Diagnostic complete.

All systems functioning
within normal parameters.

Come in.

Am I intruding, commander?

No. Would you care to sit down?

When one of my friends
is distraught,

I have learned
that the thoughtful thing to do

is to attempt
to make him feel more comfortable.

May I offer you
some refreshment, chief?

No, thank you, sir.

First of all, I'd like to apologize
for this morning in ten-forward.

There is no need to apologize.
I was not offended.

Would you like a pillow?

Or a more comfortable chair
to sit upon?

No, sir.

Thank you, sir.

Perhaps you would like
some music.

Brahms? "Aurelia"?

No, really, sir, I'm fine.

I came to ask for your help.

It's about Keiko.

I'd like you to talk to her,

convince her to go through
with the wedding.

Would counselor troi
not be a more appropriate choice

to speak with Keiko?

She already has. Didn't help.

You've known her longer
than I have.

I just thought
she might listen to you.

She won't even talk to me.

I do not know what to say to her.

Well, just talk with her.
Make her see reason.

She's going off halfcocked,
not thinking this through.

You've worked with her
for a long time.

She respects your opinion.

Perhaps...

Perhaps she has not
fully analyzed her decision.

I will try.

Thank you, sir. I won't forget this.

Commander Maddox,

I noted that Keiko
was quite calm and rational

when she informed me
of her decision this morning.

Therefore, I can predict
that she will respond

to an objective analysis
of the situation

based on the available facts.

It is fortunate that she has not
let emotional considerations

cloud her judgment.

It should make my task
much simpler.

What?

I believe you have made an incorrect
analysis of the facts at hand.

What do you mean?

You do not seem happy.

Well...

Your decision was based
on the assumption

that canceling the wedding
would make you happy.

- This has proven to be incorrect.
- Data, it's not that simple.

Since your action did not produce
the desired result,

the only advisable solution
would be to reexamine

your decision-making process
and look for errors.

I knew what I was doing.
It's my decision.

That fact is not in dispute.

However, you may have acted
with undue haste,

and in doing so, unintentionally hurt
chief o'brien's feelings.

I did what I had to.
Why are you doing this?

I thought you were my friend.

I am your friend.

Then leave me alone.

- If I have offended...
- Just leave me alone.

It is clear that I need guidance
to resolve this situation.

Counselor troi's advice
should be useful.

In many ways, Deanna troi
is the friend I understand the least.

Her life and her duties are predicated
on her understanding

and perception of emotions.

Since I have none,

no doubt she finds me
as much a mystery as / find her.

Chief o'brien talks to me,
Keiko talks to you.

Why do they not
talk to each other?

That's a good question, data.

I wish I had a good answer for you.

Perhaps when they're ready,
they will.

Many aspects of this situation
are puzzling to me.

I have been studying various texts
on the subject of marriage,

but I have not found
a suitable guide.

A suitable guide for what?

In an effort to be helpful,

I am attempting to calculate
the variables involved

in a successful marriage.

Good luck.

There are many opinions.

On Galvin v, a marriage
is considered successful

only if children are produced
within a year of the marriage.

Andorian marriages
require groups of four, unless...

Data, would you like my advice
on how to help them?

This is something they have to
work out for themselves.

But I am their friend.

Should I not stand with them
in a time of difficulty?

There are many ways
to help a friend,

and sometimes the best way
is to leave them alone.

Do you believe it
to be the correct decision

for them to marry?

I don't know.

They're very much in love,
but sometimes that isn't enough.

Marriage is an agreement to share
who you are with someone else.

To spend your lives together,
to grow old together.

To grow old together?

That is an integral component
of marriage?

Usually. Why do you ask?

Although I am an Android,
I have not excluded the possibility

that I, too, may someday marry.

Data, I had no idea
you'd thought about getting married.

I believe I have much
to offer a potential mate.

However, we cannot grow old together
because... I will not grow old.

Data,

you do have a lot to offer.

T'pel: Commander data,

this is ambassador t'pel.

Please report to my quarters.

Acknowledged.

Enter.

You have priority three clearance
aboard the enterprise?

That is correct, ambassador.

I require information on this ship's

defense and navigational systems.

Access code kappa Alpha 4601704.

The code is valid.

What is the field strength
of this ship's deflector shields

at maximum output?

May I ask the purpose
of your request?

I require this information.

I have the same safeguards
as the ship's computer.

Therefore, I must report any inquiry
regarding restricted information

to the captain.

Your reaction suggests
you do not wish the captain

to be informed of your inquiry.

I was not interested
in the information.

I was curious
as to your security safeguards.

They appear to be adequate.

Cancel the request. You may leave.

Commander Maddox,
I have often wished for the sense

that humans call intuition or instinct.

Since vulcans
are incapable of lying,

I must accept the ambassador's
explanation as the truth.

But I would still prefer a gut feeling
to backup this conclusion.

Computer:
Program crusher 4 in progress.

Hi, data.

Well, what do you think?

It is a re-creation of a studio
I had my first dance lesson in.

It appears to be
quite suitable, doctor.

Let's start with something simple.

Stomp, hop. Try it.

Again.

Am I dancing, doctor?

Not quite.

Stop, data.

Now try this.

Doctor, perhaps it would be beneficial
to teach me the final lesson.

Okay.

That's great.

Triples.

Stop, data.

And you say you've never
done this before? Ahem.

Try this.

Stop, data.

Yeah, not bad.

Then I have successfully
learned to dance?

I'd say you've picked up the basics.

Thank you, doctor.

I am now prepared
to dance at the wedding.

Wedding?

Keiko's wedding.

Data, you never told me
this was for the wedding.

- Is that important?
- Well, yes.

They don't do a lot
of tap dancing at weddings.

- — Why?
- Well, data, because...

I don't really know why, data.

Look, why don't I just teach you
a style of dancing

that they will do at the wedding?

Computer, run "isn't it romantic?"

Now, compared to what
we've just done, this will be simple.

Just look up and follow me.

One, two, ready, and...

No, data, wait a minute. Ow!

No, no, you're just moving to...
Move slowly.

Ow! Ow! Stop music.

Sorry, doctor.

I don't understand, data.

You picked up the tap dancing
so quickly.

I cannot reproduce your performance
it I cannot see your feet.

All right. Well, let's try it again.

And this time, watch my feet.

Computer, start music.

And...

Now, don't just imitate me.

You've got to lead.

Lead where, doctor?

Well, indicate to your partner
where you want her to step.

And how is that accomplished?

I'll show you. I'll lead.

Now, you'll notice
that I don't just repeat

the same pattern over and over.

I improvise.

Now you lead.

That's good.

Now look up, data.

Look into my eyes.

You're holding me too tight.

This is a very complex
set of variables to coordinate, doctor.

You are doing fine.

Now smile, act like
you're enjoying yourself.

Nurse: Dr. Crusher,
please report to sickbay.

Is it lieutenant juarez?

Yes, doctor. Her contractions
are now one minute apart.

I'm on my way.

Why don't you program up
an artificial dance partner?

And don't be afraid to experiment.

I will. Thank you, doctor.

Computer,
create dance partner, female.

Begin music.

Then just as the headsman swings
the ax, and the blade is about...

Commander riker's
easygoing manner

and sense of humor
is fascinating to me.

I believe it to be one reason
he is so popular among the crew.

It may also be partly responsible
for his success in matters of love.

There may be a correlation
between humor and sex.

The need for more research
is clearly indicated.

Commander.

Picard, to the bridge. All stop.

Aye, sir.

Sir, we have reached
the designated coordinates.

Hold this position.
Long-range scan.

Captain, I am detecting a ship
in the neutral zone.

Configuration, romulan warbird.

Yellow alert.

Hail the warbird, Mr. Worf.

Aye, sir.

They are responding. Text only.

We are to proceed
to the agreed coordinates.

Set course, 037,
Mark 005, warp 4.

Take us into
the neutral zone, ensign.

Captain, the warbird
is holding position.

In three minutes,
we will be within phaser range.

I trust my crew, ambassador.

They will take no provocative action
unless I order them.

Hold position on these coordinates.

Slow to half impulse.

Open a channel.

Open.

T'pel: I am ambassador t'pel.

I am admiral mendak.

There is no established protocol
for a meeting of this nature.

The logical course is that
I transport aboard your ship

and begin the negotiations.

Captain,

I note your defensive systems
have been activated.

- As have yours.
- It was not meant as an accusation.

Indeed, I salute
your show of strength.

Ambassador, we are honored
by your presence.

You may transport aboard
at your convenience.

The honor is mine.

Have your transporter room
stand by.

I will beam aboard their ship
with no further delay.

Ambassador, I urge you
once more to reconsider.

The enterprise can accommodate
a romulan delegation

without sacrificing our security or—-

captain picard,
I find your argument illogical.

Please carry out my instructions.

Picard: Picard to chief o'brien.

O'brien: O'brien here.

Prepare to transport ambassador
t'pel to the romulan vessel.

Aye, sir.

Now, Mr. Worf, maintain a lock
on her signal once she's aboard.

First sign of trouble,
I want to be able to bring her back.

Understood.

Transporter activated.

- Captain...
- O'brien: Transporter emergency.

I'm losing her signal.

Boosting power to autosequencers.

Engaging computer override.

O'brien, what happened
down there?

I'm losing the pattern.
Trying to reestablish.

I'm sorry, sir. I wasn't able
to retrieve the signal.

The ambassador's dead.

Data: Second officer's personal log,
supplemental.

The risks aboard a starship
are accepted by all who serve,

but I have never failed to observe
a deep emotional response

to the loss of a comrade.

It is at times like this
that I greatly miss the ability

to share human feelings.

The signal lock
wasn't broken, sir.

I had just entered
the transfer sequence

when the ambassador's pattern
began to break up.

I tried to switch
to emergency manual control,

but the pattern deteriorated
too quickly, and...

Captain, there is no prior record
of this type of accident

occurring aboard a starship.

Backup systems
and safeguards are designed

to prevent just such an occurrence.

I can't find any system flaws
in the unit, captain.

The engineering status reports
were all normal.

None of the backups were activated,

and the autosequencers
were all functioning normally.

Any prior malfunctions
on this transporter unit?

No, sir. In fact, we replaced
the transition coil only last week.

Could there have been some sort
of interference from the romulans?

Nothing that I could see.
Their shields were down,

there was no power interruption,
no subspace bias.

I want this unit pulled
and its systems checked again,

and I want a level one diagnostic
on all transporters.

Yes, sir.

Her molecular structure dissipated
instantly once the pattern was lost.

There was some organic
compound left on the pad,

but there wasn't enough material
to do an autopsy.

On a transporter,

hardly a fitting end
for one of the federation's

most honored diplomats.

Worf: Bridge to captain picard.

Admiral mendak is hailing.

He wishes to speak with you.

We 're still waiting, captain.
Is there a problem?

Picard:
There's been an accident.

Ambassador t'pel has been killed
in a transporter malfunction.

What kind of malfunction?

We are still investigating that.
As soon as...

I should have known the federation
wasn't serious about this conference.

Admiral, I assure you, the federation
places the highest priority

on this mission and its goal.

Well played, captain. Well played.

Starfleet opposes normalization of
relations with the romulan empire,

and so you are ordered
to create an accident.

You're mistaken.

I am ready and willing
to discuss the establishment

of full diplomatic relations

under the same terms
as ambassador t'pel.

A generous offer, since you know
that we were willing to negotiate

only with t'pel.

I salute you again, captain.

It was a maneuver
worthy of a romulan.

I suggest we both leave
the neutral zone

before there is another accident.

Set course for federation
territory, warp 2.

Engage.

Mr. Data, I want you to take charge
of this investigation.

Study computer logs,
sensor information, everything.

I refuse to believe
that this was a simple malfunction.

Aye, sir.

Captain picard was the person
who first interested me

in the works
of sir Arthur conan Doyle.

I have subsequently
become a great admirer

of the fictional detective
Sherlock Holmes

and his ability to solve mysteries
by careful examination

of the available evidence.

I have found Holmes' methodology
of deductive reasoning

to be quite useful.

One of his adages is that once
you have eliminated the impossible,

whatever remains,
however improbable,

must be the truth.

I'm sorry, I don't have time to give you
another lesson right now, data.

That is not my purpose.

I would like to examine
the remains of ambassador t'pel

left on the transporter pad.

I'm working on the report right now.

Have you compared
the genetic code

with the ambassador's
last recorded transporter ID traces?

No, that's not
standard procedure. Why?

I could be chasing
an untamed ornithoid without cause.

A wild-goose chase?

All right.

Computer, access
the transporter ID trace

for ambassador t'pel.

All right.

There's the genetic record
of the ambassador

when she beamed
aboard the enterprise.

Now, the breakdown
of the organic material

found on the transporter pad
should be identical.

Mitochondrial structure
fits the general parameters.

No change in the nucleotide bases.

Hm. There's a slight discrepancy
in the base-pair sequence.

Chemically, these are identical.

However, the organic sample
from the transporter

is showing numerous single-bit
errors, like replicated material.

Can you postulate an explanation
for the discrepancy?

I'd say the DNA was either mutated
by the transporter

during the
re-materialization process...

A supposition not supported
by the transporter records.

Or these aren't the remains
of the ambassador.

The only abnormality
found during my investigation

was a temporary increase
in the matter-to-energy signal ratio.

Due to the circumstances,
I decided to investigate the possibility

that a second transporter signal
had caused the fluctuation.

Although this is highly improbable,
it was the only remaining theory.

A second transporter signal
from where?

From the devoras.

Romulan transporters operate
on a similar subspace frequency

to our own.

With only minor adjustments,
they can be made

to simulate
our own transporter carrier wave.

Are you saying they beamed
the ambassador off our own pad?

While, simultaneously, a small amount
of genetically similar material

was left in the ambassador's place.

To make us believe that she had died
as a result of the malfunction.

Yes, sir.

Mr. Worf,
where is the devoras now?

Worf:
The ship is still in the neutral zone,

on course 079, Mark 125.

Speed, warp 2.

Heading for home.

The safest and most logical
decision in this situation

is to contact starfleet
and await further instructions.

However, based on past experience,
I project only a 17 percent chance

captain picard will choose
that alternative.

Red alert.
All hands stand to battle stations.

Lay in an intercept course
to the romulan ship.

Shields up. Load all torpedo bays.
Stand by phasers.

Warp factor 8. Engage.

Open a channel to the devoras.

Aye, sir.

No response.

The devoras is dropping
out of warp, sir.

Their weapon systems
are powering up.

- Go to impulse power.
- Aye, sir.

Message coming in, sir.

On-screen.

Captain, you agreed to leave
the neutral zone without...

Admiral mendak, you have taken
our ambassador captive.

I can assure you there is no one
being held captive aboard this ship.

We know about
the transporter malfunction,

and that you are holding
ambassador t'pel.

Captain, romulan warbird
decloaking to starboard.

I suggest you leave. Now.

Admiral, it is my responsibility
to protect the lives

of federation citizens.

I will not permit
this abduction to succeed.

Captain, you're not going
to start an incident...

Admiral mendak, I will take
whatever action is necessary

to obtain the return
of the ambassador.

In the game of poker,
there is a moment

when a player must decide
if an opponent is being deceptive

or actually holds a winning hand.

This decision is based
not only on the odds,

but also on an appraisal of the man.

Is he bluffing,
or does he have the cards?

Fortunately, captain,
I am not ready to start a war today.

Subcommander selok, actually.

A spy.

A patriot, captain.

She has performed her service
to the empire with distinction.

Thank you for your help, captain.

Mendak: You see now

that we are not holding
one of your citizens,

and we thank you for returning
our sister to us.

But my Patience has limits.

The game is over.

I expect you
to leave peacefully now.

Captain, long-range sensors
detect three romulan warbirds

entering this sector.

Some days you get the bear,
and some days the bear gets you.

Reverse course.

Take us back into federation territory,
warp 6. Engage.

Keiko, I need your help.

I have offended you and need
to find a way to rectify my mistake.

I am not sure what to do.

You haven't offended me.

I should not have interfered.

It would be best if I apologize.

It would be best if you got dressed.

For the wedding. Oh!

Come here.

I have the most beautiful carnation
for the father of the bride.

No, don't be nervous.

I am not nervous.

I am confused.

Since the days
of the first wooden sailing ships,

all captains have enjoyed
the happy privilege

ofjoining together two people
in the bonds of matrimony.

And so it is my honor
to unite you, Keiko ishikawa,

and you, miles Edward o'brien,
together in matrimony...

There are still many human emotions
I do not fully comprehend.

Anger, hatred, revenge.

But I am not mystified
by the desire to be loved.

Or the need for friendship.

These are things I do understand.

- Picard: Congratulations.
- Thank you.

Woman: Congratulations.

- I was looking for Dr. Crusher.
- Shh.

Data: The juarez child.
Picard: Mm-hm.

A boy.

At the same time
we were facing destruction,

this small miracle was taking place.

Welcome aboard.

Worf: All systems normal, sir.

We are on course for adelphus iv.

Engineering is realigning
the main deflector dish.

Sickbay reports lieutenant umbato
broke two ribs

during a holodeck exercise,

and sensors continue to gather
long-range information

on the murasaki quasar.

Very well. I have the bridge.

Aye, sir.

If being human is not simply a matter
of being born flesh and blood,

if it is instead a way of thinking,
acting and feeling,

then / am hopeful that one day,
I will discover my own humanity.

Begin night watch.

Until then, commander Maddox,

I will continue learning,
changing, growing,

and trying to become
more than what I am.