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Picard:
Captain's log, stardate 41723.9.

In response to a starfleet order,
we are in the xendi sabu star system

having rendezvoused
with a ferengi vessel

which has requested a meeting.

Although we arrived here
and made appropriate signals

to the ferengi three days ago,
they have so far responded

only with the message:
"Stand by, enterprise."

You sent for me, sir?

Yes, doctor. Sit down.

Um, look,

this perhaps may be nothing,
but I've been feeling

a bit odd of late.

Uh, fatigued. And now I've got
this damned headache.

A what?

Headache, headache.
Surely you know what a headache is.

Of course.
But I don't often encounter them.

The reason is obvious, of course.

What are the ferengi up to?

"Stand by, enterprise."
Stand by for what?

- I don't see a thing wrong.
- No, neither can I.

Unless they're baiting some kind
of trap.

With your head.

I see nothing physically wrong

but I want to run
some additional scans in sickbay.

- Doctor, all I've got is...
- Is an order to report to sickbay.

From the only person aboard this ship
who can give you an order.

Riker [over intercom]:
Captain, from first officer.

They're finally sending a message.

On my way, number one.

Sorry, doctor. Duty calls.

Riker: They're prepared to talk.

Have they given any hint of
what they've been waiting for?

Tasha: Negative, captain.

They've identified their commander
as bok, daimon bok.

You'll be able to see him now, sir.
They're willing to communicate on visual.

Open hailing frequencies.

Tasha: Frequencies open, sir.

Ferengi vessel, this is captain
Jean-Luc picard of the enterprise.

We are transmitting visually.

Is this the captain picard?

- Do we know each other?
- Bok: [Know you, picard.

Then you have the advantage of me.
Is this bok?

I am bok, daimon of the ferengi.

[Have asked you here
to discuss a mutual problem, captain.

What problem is that, daimon bok?

I insist on speaking of that matter
in person.

Shall we meet on your vessel
or mine?

Tasha:
Hailing frequencies closed.

Captain, I sense
considerable deception on bok's part.

- And danger.
- Then we should meet him here.

Keep him under our control.

Now open, sir.

I appreciate your offer, daimon bok.

We would like you
to be our guest here.

As you wish, picard.

Perhaps this shall begin a new era
of cooperation for both our peoples.

- In one earth hour then?
- In one hour, daimon bok.

End transmission.

I can't believe they're coming here.

They did agree a bit easily.

In one hour, we shall know why.

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.

Picard: Always accustomed
to getting your own way, doctor?

Only when my way
makes sense, captain.

There's still 40 minutes
until the ferengi beam over.

I'll have these scans done in ten.

Seems an awful lot of effort
for something as simple as a headache.

As simple?
You should not have a headache

unless there's something wrong, sir.

Maybe true that headaches were
once quite common.

That was in the days before
the brain was charted.

Before we understood
the nature of pain.

When we were suffering from things
such as the common cold.

So, what's the cause
of my headache?

I haven't the slightest idea.

Feel better?

- Pain's gone.
- Medical fakery.

The pain is actually still there.
It's just cloaked.

I'll want further exams.

- Doctor...
- When the ferengi matter is settled.

Wesley: Commander,
you'll soon be getting an alert.

What? Wesley, if you've got
something to report...

If you'll scan heading 44 Mark 163,
lieutenant, you'll find...

Tasha: Intruder alert, sir.

I've got something, sir.

It's an old style starship, sir.

Constellation class,
heading this way under impulse power.

Says who?

Ensign, answer the
first officer's question.

[Clears throat]

Says the long-distance sensors, sir.

I was in engineering, playing around
with boosting the sensor output.

Boosting it? How?

We will discuss this later.

I'm reading it now, sir,
as a constellation class starship

heading this way
under impulse power.

Sending no call letters, sir.

The correct procedure...

What's wrong, sir?

Oh, it's nothing.
It's just a mild headache.

The correct procedure, ensign,

would have been to signal the bridge
of your finding immediately.

- Yes, sir.
- Picard: Bringing it here personally

perhaps with the idea of being on hand
for the ferengi beam-over

might have imperiled this vessel had
it been something hostile approaching.

- Yes, sir.
- We are receiving no signal at all

from the approaching starship, sir.

Time, sir.

Time?

Oh, for the ferengi beam-over.
Do you see any problem connected

with this old starship coming in,
number one?

It would be safer to have
the ferengi here whatever happened.

Hmm. Concur. Stand by.

Hailing frequencies open, sir.

Welcome in peace to the enterprise,
daimon bok.

It is our pleasure, captain picard.

Might I introduce my first officer,
kazago,

my second, rata.

This is my first officer,
commander William riker,

second in command, data,
counselor troi.

Bok:
We have heard that you use females.

Clothed females. Most interesting.

They are that, sir.

And the Android was mentioned too.

Kazago: What is its price?

We should like to purchase it.

He is not for sale.

Commander data is, um...

Is second-hand merchandise,
and you wouldn't want him.

Second-hand, sir?

Oh, of course.

A human joke.

Tasha: Excuse me, captain,

but the unidentified starship
is coming in.

Still no signal at all.

Think nothing of it.

It is under our control.

One of our starships
under your control?

Do not be alarmed, captain.

It is a gift from us

with which we honor
the hero of maxia.

- Who?
- Bok: Why, you, picard, of course.

Do you not remember
the battle of maxia?

I'm sorry, I do not remember it,
daimon bok. Data?

Captain, he may refer to an encounter
which occurred nine years ago

in the maxia zeta star system
in which an unidentified starship...

Unidentified?

That fine vessel was ferengi.

Which you destroyed, sir.

The battle of maxia.

I've never heard it referred to
so dramatically before.

My sincere regrets, bok,
but that vessel refused to identify itself.

It simply attacked us.
We defended ourselves.

Such mistakes happen in space.

Hardly a mistake, sir.

Your report shows
that it deliberately attacked.

Tasha: Do you want arriving vessel
on main viewer, sir?

It's only a thousand kilometers
away now.

- Put it on your viewer.
- Main viewer.

There is no one aboard it.

The log should be downloaded
into the enterprise's records.

- At a price.
- No price.

No price?

What is the purpose of this?

What...?

I just felt something too, captain.

Perhaps it is his conscience.

- Bridge to sickbay.
- No, no, I'm fine.

It felt as if... as if it were something
from your past.

It's all right, I'm fine.

What is all this about?

It is about the battle
I mentioned, captain.

A gift in honor of that occasion.

Look at that ship closely.

Magnify, please, lieutenant la forge.

Aye, sir.

It's the stargazer.

It's my old ship.

- How did you find it?
- It was a derelict.

Adrift in space on the far side
of this star system.

How it got there
is none of my business, captain.

But now that vessel is yours,
if you wish to have it.

We are not selling it to him?

Consider it an act of friendship.

At no cost?

Ugly. Very ugly.

Picard:
Captain's log, supplemental.

Bok and his officers
have returned to their vessel

inviting us now to officially take
possession of the stargazer.

- Like before?
- No.

- It hit with more impact.
- Troi: Hit?

I'm sorry,
but anything could be important.

- You said you felt something yourself.
- Troi: I believe so.

Like a thought,
but rather mechanical in nature.

Picard: Are you sure
it wasn't one of my thoughts?

At that moment I was remembering
being at the helm of the stargazer.

A maneuver was being made.
We were hit.

Something's burning.

I can smell smoke.
Can you smell it?

There's nothing burning, Jean-Luc.

Ah. That was just part of my memory.

Memory or nightmare?

Well, it was strong, whatever it was.

You ready, number one?

Staff's waiting
it Dr. Crusher approves.

I'll do better than that. I'll go along.

We were traveling at warp 2
through the maxia zeta system

and this unidentified starship
suddenly appeared and fired on us,

point-blank range.

Riker: Where did it come from?

It must have been lying
in some deep moon crater.

First attack damaged the shields,
in the confusion

- they hit us a second time.
Tasha: No clue who they were?

No names, no reason.
Can you identify them, vigo?

If they come in a second time
with our shields damaged...

Sir, who's vigo?

He's my weapons officer
on the stargazer.

I'm getting quite caught up in this.

Your shields were failing, sir.

Mm-hm. I, uh, improvised.

With the enemy vessel
coming in for the kill,

I ordered a sensor bearing,
and when it came into the return arc...

You performed
what starfleet textbooks

now refer to as
the picard maneuver.

I did what any good helmsman
would have done.

I dropped into high warp,

stopped right off
the enemy vessel's bow,

fired with everything I had.

And blowing into
maximum warp speed,

you appeared, for an instant,
to be in two places at once.

And our attacker fired
on the wrong one.

"I did what any good helmsman
would have done."

You did it first, sir.

Oh, it was
a save-our—skins maneuver.

We were finished, on fire.
We had to abandon ship.

We limped through space
in shuttlecraft

for weeks before we were picked up.

Ah, I haven't thought about this
for years.

Sir, the ferengi are standing by for us
to take possession of the stargazer.

- I want to go over to her.
- I understand, sir.

As soon as my people
have made certain that she's safe.

And after
I have another look at you, captain.

[Sighs]

"USS stargazer.
Constellation class.

Starfleet registry ncc-2893."

I activated
the emergency power cells.

Amazing they still work.

The rest of the ship is
clear of surprises, lieutenant yar.

When I read
about this ship at the academy,

I never dreamed I'd ever be on her.

Yar to enterprise. All clear, sir.

Hello, old friend.

You'll find this most intriguing, sir.

What'd you find, data?

Data: Last entry,
dated nine years ago, sir.

By you.

"We are forced
to abandon our starship.

May she find her way without us."

Apparently she did, sir.

- How do you feel, captain?
- Oh, I'm fine, doctor.

Lieutenant yar,
run a structural analysis

on the stargazer for impulse tow.

Data, download all computers
to the enterprise and file.

I'm going to look at my old cabin.

Try this, hero of maxia.

[Whirring]

[Grunting]

Captain.

Another headache?
This really worries me.

- I want you back on the enterprise.
- But my things...

I'll see they're sent
to your enterprise quarters.

Riker:
Enterprise now taking possession

of stargazer, kazago.

Permission granted, riker,

actually, it was quite a bargain,
kazago.

I thought the ferengi always made
a profit on things.

[Growls]

Set sub-warp speed for towing,
la forge.

La forge: Aye, sir.

Starfleet has responded
to our request, sir.

A tug will rendezvous with us
and tow the stargazer

back to xendi starbase 9.

Very well, data.

- How was it, captain?
- Very strange, number one.

Like going back to the house
you grew up in.

But no one's home.

Except phantoms of the past.

It has troubled you?

Not half as much
as this damned headache.

Take over, number one.

Aye, sir.

What's wrong?

I wish I could say.

Man 1:
Shields weakening, captain.

Man 2: Torpedoes armed.
Man 1: Where are they?

Oh, my god, sir.

Man 2: Fire. Fire.

[Gunfire]

Riker: What is it, data?

- Why all the mystery?
- The records of the stargazer, sir.

What the ferengi call
the "battle of maxia."

It seems the captain's personal log

contains a much different version
of that conflict

than the official historic account.

What are you saying?

It would appear that the starship
which captain picard attacked

- had in fact been under a flag of truce.
- What?

And apparently the captain destroyed
the ship without notice or provocation.

Impossible. What about the fire
aboard the stargazer?

An accident in engineering.

- And what proof?
- It is logged in his own voice, sir.

Would you care to hear it, sir?

Picard [on recording]:
This is a confession given by me,

Jean-Luc picard

commanding USS stargazer.

- What does this mean?
- I don't know, sir.

- It sounds like your voice.
- It is, number one.

But I refuse to believe
you ever said that.

Picard [on recording]:
I admit, / must have mistaken

their subspace antenna

for a weapons cluster.

Unfortunately,
I fired our main phasers

and our direct hit destroyed
the unknown vessel.

I've assumed
they simulated your voice somehow.

- I've already put data to work on it.
- Picard: Thank you, will.

I never made that log entry,
of course.

But it still leaves you
with a duty to perform.

I know, sir.
I must report to starfleet.

That's at least one full day,

subspace communications
to reach there.

And one more full day
for their answer to return.

I'd like to have
the truth of this by then.

I'd hate to have
to prepare a formal defense.

I can't believe
they'd ask for your command.

Why wouldn't they? With the ferengi
making these friendship overtures,

I could become
a severe embarrassment to starfleet.

I'm certain the ferengi are
behind the faked log.

No wonder they're waiting out there.

Headache back, sir?

Damn.

I'll call the doctor again.

It's no wonder with all this going on.
Try to relax.

Picard [on recording]:
This is a confession given by me,

Jean-Luc picard
commanding USS stargazer.

In the hopes that my belated honesty
will be taken into account by starfleet

when judging my actions
during a confrontation

with an unidentified vessel.

- Open hailing frequencies, geordi.
- Open, sir.

I'll take it in the ready room.
Secure channel, la forge.

Secure, sir.

Starship ferengi,
this is commander riker here.

I'd like to speak to
first officer kazago.

Kazago [over monitor]:
A problem, riker?

Are our channels
secure on your end?

It is now.

Riker: Are you aware of the details
of the battle of maxia?

Captain bok has just
made me aware of it, riker.

The infamy of your picard
is now fully known.

Infamy?

I would call the wanton destruction
of an unarmed vessel "infamy."

And if I produced evidence

that captain picard's log entry
was falsified to indicate that...?

I can hardly imagine
you contacted me

to discuss an ancient battle.

- What do you want of me?
- Just one question.

As you humans say, I'm all ears.

First officer to first officer, kazago.

If your captain bok knew about this,

then why this peaceful meeting
to present us with the stargazer?

We freely give you back
your derelict warship

and now you accuse us
of crime, riker?

I can bear no more insults.

[Door beeps]

Yes, who the hell is it?

Not resting, captain?

More like dying, doctor.

Over here.

What is wrong with me?

I wish to hell I knew, captain.

But something unusual
has definitely been happening to you.

Why do doctors always say the obvious,
as though it's a revelation?

Why do captains always act like
they're immortal?

[Bok laughing]

[Orb whirring]

You didn't tell me
it had been this bad.

It wasn't this bad.
But it's getting worse.

This should help a little.

It's got to be some kind of
emotional pressure

connected with the stargazer.

I got this headache

long before I even knew
my old ship still existed.

Still, perhaps you're partly right.

Want to talk about it?

I'm here.

The fight at maxia.
I destroyed an entire vessel.

Entire crew.

Did you have a choice?

I don't know anymore.
I just don't know.

Commander riker has told me
about the altered log

if that's what's troubling you.

The last three nights, I...

I've heard these voices.

I'm on the bridge of my old ship.

There's fire all around me.

The klaxons, the smoke,

and then I give the order.

Now the stargazer is really here.

And then that log. Am I going crazy?

How do I know
if I was in my right mind at maxia?

How do I know
if I'm in my right mind now?

What was that?

Something to let you sleep.

Yes, sleep.

Sleep.

[Alarm wailing]

Man 1:
Shields weakening, captain.

Man 2: Torpedoes armed.
Woman: Where are they?

[Picard groaning]

[Laughing]

And now, my dear captain,
you are ready to live the past.

Man 1: Where did they come from?

Man 2: Phasers, sir?

What should we do, sir?

Woman: Should we fire back?

Man 1: Fire, captain, fire.

You will injure yourself,
as you once injured me.

Man: Sir.

Damage report.

Man 1: Fusion generator
under surge control, sir.

Power systems failing.

Sensor-beam bearing on hostile ship.

Man 2: Seven Mark 19, sir.

Woman: Phasers, sir?

- Sir?
- Ready phasers and lock.

Stand by on warp 9.

Heading, 77 Mark 20.

Engage.

[Explosion]

Steady.

Now reverse and stop.

Phasers fire, torpedoes away.

[Gunfire then explosions]

[Alarm wailing]

Fire.

Fire.

By comparing
the stargazer's main computer log

with captain picard's personal log,

I found
checksum discrepancies, sir.

What does that mean?

All information is time-coded by entry

and the bits when totaled,
produce an aggregate amount which...

I don't want
a computer-science lesson, data.

- Bottom line.
- One of these two logs is a forgery, sir.

Correction. The log just found aboard
the stargazer is a forgery.

As I said. That is one of them,
is it not?

La forge: Captain.

You're looking better, sir.

A little sleep,

thanks to the good doctor,
works wonders.

- What report on the logs?
- Data: Yes, sir.

Whoever tampered
with your personal log was clever.

La forge: But a bit clumsy.

It's definitely a fabrication, sir.

Crusher: Number one.

I'd like you to take a look
at this brain-scan graph...

What are you doing here?

I thought
I was captain of this starship.

- Of course you are...
- Thank you for the confirmation.

But now, except for riker,

I would, uh, like you all
to return to your stations.

- Is that clear?
- Sir.

You too, doctor.
I have business with the commander.

Under protest, sir.

You have orders for me, sir?

Release the stargazer
from the tractor beam, number one.

- Sir?
- The tractor beam.

- Sir, are you abandoning?
- No.

But her inertia will carry the stargazer
along with us.

Or did you sleep
through the academy lecture

on the conservation
of tractor-beam power?

No, sir. I'll release her, of course.

Crusher:
Obviously, there's some sort

of thought-process disorder here.

But I can't find
a physical reason for it.

- Anything?
- I'm puzzled too.

I keep sensing random thoughts.
But two sets of them.

As if they were his,
but intermixed with other thoughts

which are also his.

Crusher:
I'm busy at the moment, Wesley.

I know, mom, but this is important.

When I went back
to the main sensors in engineering

to try more
sensitivity experiments...

Does this have something to do
with captain picard?

Wesley: Yes, ma'am.

If this is what
you're talking about here.

I don't know much about brain scans,

but I glanced at these
when you were studying them.

And I noticed that these patterns
are the same as those picked up

from the low-intensity transmissions
from the ferengi ship.

I went back and checked,
and they're exactly the same.

- What kind of transmissions?
- I don't know.

Engineering has nothing like it
on record.

Let's get to the captain.

No, they might be affecting
the captain. To riker.

You're welcome, ladies.

The captain, commander?

Riker: Resting in his quarters
after ordering both of you

to return to your duty stations.

There have been some...
Did he say low-intensity?

Some unusual low-intensity
transmissions from the ferengi vessel.

- Riker: Did who say?
- My son.

Transmissions which exactly match
certain anomalies

found in the captain's brain scans.

Something over there is affecting
the captain's thought patterns.

Computer, give me a location
on captain picard.

Computer: Captain picard
is in transporter room 3.

What?

Computer, emergency order
to transporter room 3.

Computer: New information.

Captain picard is no longer aboard
the enterprise.

Welcome back, captain.

- What is happening?
- Shields up, computer.

- What are you doing?
- Collecting on an old debt.

[Bok laughing]

[Orb whirring
then picard groans]

Stargazer. Captain, respond.

Shields up, sir.
No way to beam over any help.

Commander, I'm reading something
very strange here.

A low-intensity beam
of intermittent pulse

inside this starship.

I have a fix on it, sir.

Inside captain picard's quarters.

You transferred some of his
belongings from the stargazer?

Yes. Including a fairly heavy chest.

Riker: Go take a look, fast.

Commander,
stargazer is now powering up, sir.

I have been waiting
a long nine years for this, picard.

Picard:
I don't know what you're talking about.

Do you not, human?

Can you not remember the crime
you committed against my very blood?

- You murdered my only son.
- Your son?

He was commander of the ship
you destroyed.

On his first voyage as daimon.

The ship?

The ferengi vessel that attacked me?

Or is it about to attack me?

And I have spent these years
searching,

seeking a proper blood revenge.

And I found it.

[Orb whirring]

Bok: I am rich, picard,

yet two of these cost me
the profits of an entire life.

You are back in command
of the stargazer, picard.

Its computers will answer
your orders.

[Laughing]

Die well, captain.

[Laughing]

Ri ker: First officer's log.

Captain picard has beamed himself
to the stargazer

which is now moving away
from us under its own power.

Enterprise to stargazer,
please respond.

Enterprise to captain picard
aboard stargazer. Please answer.

Mr. Data,
what was stargazer's condition?

Considerable fire damage
to interior surfaces reported, sir.

But none of her main systems
are crippled.

Riker:
Armaments, lieutenant yar?

Six photon torpedoes short, sir.

Probably used when the captain
destroyed his ferengi attackers

nine years ago.
Otherwise fully armed.

What do you make of it, la forge?

Seems to be a network of miniature
circuitry, sir, incredibly complex.

Maybe... maybe an amplifier.

Where was it in the captain's quarters,
Mr. Worf?

His chest from the stargazer, sir.

Just where I had left it.
He hadn't yet unpacked.

So he may not have even known
it was there.

And if this can pick up or magnify
thought-altering transmission...

It could have prepared him
for whatever is happening now.

Let's find out, or try to.

Contact the ferengi vessel,
lieutenant.

Tasha:
Hailing frequencies open, sir.

Enterprise to ferengi vessel.
We transmit visually.

Do you respond?

Why is our gift to you under power,
human?

I will discuss that with your captain.

Kazago:
He is working in our ship's laboratory.

Where is your captain?

Riker: He's beamed himself
aboard the stargazer.

And I'm wondering
if this has something to do with it.

How do you have possession of that?

It was found in our captain's chest

which was brought over
from the stargazer.

It is a forbidden device.
A thought maker.

If your captain is criminal
enough to own one...

Kazago, you know
who controls those spheres.

Now, I ask you again,
first officer to first officer,

what's going on?

It is not seemly to question
one's own daimon, riker.

I am not prepared to do that.

- Sir, I have the stargazer.
- Switch now.

Ri ker: Enterprise to picard.

Do not attack again.

We are on a peaceful mission.

Give your identity.

You force us to defend ourselves.

Phasers full up.

Arm torpedoes.

Why aren't the shields at full power?

We've lost him, sir.

When he put up the shields, sir.

Damn it. I said get the fusion generators
on the surge control.

We are moving much too slowly.

Arm the torpedoes, man.

[Coughing]

Vigo, get a fire-control party up here.

Woman:
Shields weakening, captain.

Man 1: Fusion generator on line.

- Weapon's report?
- Man 2: Phasers coming to full charge.

Torpedoes armed.

Who are they?

Identify them.

Man 2: They're turning
for a third pass at us, sir.

Man 1:
We can't take another hit, captain.

Sir, I now feel anger
from our captain.

Fury over whatever it is
he's reliving out there.

The battle of maxia, sir.
That's what it is.

The picard maneuver.
What is the defense against that, data?

There is no defense, sir.

Then devise one. Fast.

First officer kazago to human riker.

Not now, kazago.

We do not wish
to become involved

in what has become clearly
a federation matter.

Fine, fine. Enterprise out.

Kazago: You should also know

that daimon bok
no longer commands this vessel.

His first officer has confined him

for engaging
in this unprofitable adventure.

Good luck, first officer riker.

Data: I have computed a possibility,
commander.

Since even deep space
contains trace gases,

a vessel in the picard maneuver
might seem to disappear

but our sensors could locate any
sudden compression of those gases.

And use it as an aiming point
and blow our captain to bits?

This class starship has enough power
to use our tractor beam on it, sir.

- Seize it. Limit its field of fire.
- Riker: Right.

Concentrate shields at that point.
Make it so.

I hope you're right, data.

No question of it, sir.

Stand by.

Look on tractor beam.

Ready phasers.

Riker [over monitor]:
Captain picard, listen to me.

Vigo, is that you?

Riker:
It's commander riker, sir.

Captain, hear me. Look around.

The ferengi are using
their thought devices on you.

Stand by.

- Who is this?
- It's riker, sir.

Your number one.
Look for a silver sphere.

Destroy it with your phaser.

Phasen

a sphere.

- Bok used it.
- Destroy it.

Phasen

destroy the sphere.

Destroy the sphere.

[Yells]

Are you all right, captain?

Riker [over monitor]: Captain?

Captain, are you all right?

Captain, are you all right?

- Where am I, number one?
- Riker: Aboard the stargazer, sir.

The sphere you destroyed,
it's been controlling...

Bok.

- Where is bok?
- Riker: Removed from command, sir.

And placed under guard
for his act of personal vengeance.

It seems there was no profit in it.

In revenge there never is.

Let the dead rest.

And the past

remain the past.

Enterprise, lock on.

Beam me home, riker.