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Picard:
Captain's log, stardate 42523.7.

We are en route
to the newly-established

starbase 173 for port call.

Crew rotation is scheduled

and we will be offloading
experiment modules.

O'brien:
Hold it, that's my chair.

My luck is always lousy
unless I start on the dealer's right.

That would seem to be superstition.

Bitter experience has taught me
it's a fundamental truth.

Okay, the game is five-card stud,
nothing wild, ante up.

This game is exceedingly simple.

With only 52 cards,
21 of which I will see,

and four other players,

there are a limited number
of winning combinations.

There's more to this
than just the cards, data.

Of course. The bets will indicate
the relative strength of each hand.

Time to pluck a pigeon, huh?

[Chuckling]

Five.

I'm in.

- O'brien: Mm-hm.
- Call.

A seven and a six, ladies.

I bet ten.

See that.

Call.

Yeah, me too. I'm out.

Ibetfive.

Your five and five.

Too rich for me.

No help.

[Pulaski and la forge murmuring]

I bet ten.

Your ten and ten.

Is that what is known
as a poker face?

Are you playing or not?

I fold.

[Murmuring and laughing]

You had nothing.

He bluffed you, data.

It makes very little sense to bet
when you cannot win.

But I did win.
I was betting that you wouldn't call.

How could you tell?

Pulaski: Instinct, data.

Instinct.

The game is seven card high-low
with a buy on the last card.

And just to make it more interesting,
the man with the ax takes all.

[Pulaski shuffles cards]

[Inaudible dialogue]

My god.

[Inaudible dialogue]

Phillipa louvois,
and back in uniform.

It's been ten years,
but seeing you again like this

makes it seem like 50.

[Louvois exhales sharply]

If we weren't around these people,
do you know what I'd like to do?

- Bust a chair across my teeth.
- After that.

Oh, ain't love wonderful?

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.

What are you doing out here?

I am in charge
of the 23rd sector jag office.

We're brand-new.

I have no staff
but one terrified little ensign.

And hopefully we can make
some good law out here.

Anything is possible.

So you came back to starfleet.

It's still the most worthwhile
place to be.

- You had no reason to leave.
- They forced me out.

Picard: Hmm.

No, that was your own
damn stubborn pride.

When I prosecuted you
in the stargazer court-martial,

I was doing my job.

Oh, you did more than your job.
You enjoyed it.

Not true.

A court-martial is standard procedure
when a ship is lost.

I was doing my duty as an officer
of the judge advocate general.

You always enjoyed
the adversarial process more

than getting at the truth.

[Sighs]

Well, I hope that you've learned
a little wisdom along the way.

[Chuckles]

You know,
I never thought I would say this,

but it's good to see you again.

It brings a sense of order
and stability to my universe

to know that you're still
a pompous ass.

And a damn sexy man.

Man: Captain picard?

- Admiral.
- Captain louvois.

You're acquainted
with captain picard?

Oh, yes.

We're old friends. Excuse me.

Picard,

call me.

You can buy me dinner.

- Captain, it's good to see you again.
- Picard: Admiral.

May I present
commander Bruce Maddox.

Commander.

He has an interesting proposal
for you.

But that can wait for a while.

I'm eager to see the enterprise.

Yes, sir. This way.

Riker: Admiral on the bridge.

Picard: I was a little surprised
at the decision to put a base in force

so close to the neutral zone.

Nakamura: As you know,
we've had disturbing news

from both sides of the zone.

We're here to respond
when needed.

And it won't hurt
to have the romulans

know that we're nearby.

Ah. Well, captain,
I want to thank you for this opportunity.

For 500 years, every ship that
has borne the name of the enterprise

has become a legend.

This one is no different.

Ah, yes.

Uh, captain, commander Maddox
is here to work on your Android.

Please take care of him.

How have you been, data?

My condition does not alter
with the passage of time, commander.

The two of you acquainted?

Yes, I evaluated data
when it first applied to the academy.

And was the sole member of
the committee to oppose my entrance

on the grounds
that I was not a sentient being.

What exactly will this work entail?

I am going to disassemble data.

All right,

explain this procedure.

[Maddox clears throat]

Ever since I first saw data

at the entrance evaluation
at the starfleet academy,

I've wanted to understand it.

I became a student of the works
of Dr. Noonien soong, data's creator,

and I've tried to continue his work.

I believe I am very close
to the breakthrough

that will enable me
to duplicate Dr. Soong's work

and replicate this.

But as a first step,
I must disassemble and study it.

Data is going to be my guide.

Data?

It sounds intriguing.

How will you proceed?

I will run a full diagnostic on data,

evaluating the condition
of its current software.

I will then dump its core memory

into the starbase
mainframe computer

and begin a detailed analysis
of its construction.

You've constructed
a positronic brain?

Have you determined
how the electron resistance

across the neural filaments
is to be resolved?

Not precisely.

That would seem
to be a necessary first step.

I am confident
that I will find the answer

once I examine the filament links
in your anterior cortex.

But if the answer is not forthcoming,
your model will not function.

I do not anticipate any problems.

You seem a little vague
on the specifics.

What are the risks
to commander data?

Negligible.

Captain, I believe his basic research
lacks the specifics necessary

to support an experiment
of this magnitude.

Commander data is a valued member
of my bridge crew.

Based on what I've heard,

I cannot allow commander data
to submit himself to this experiment.

I was afraid this might be
your attitude, captain.

Here are starfleet's transfer orders

separating commander data
from the enterprise

and reassigning it to starbase 173
under my command.

Data, I will see you in my office
tomorrow at 0900 hours.

[Door chimes]

Come.

You sent for me, sir.

Data, please sit down.

Well, we have a problem.

I find myself in complete agreement

with that assessment
of the situation, sir.

Your service to this ship
has been exemplary.

I don't want to lose you.

I will not submit
to the procedure, sir.

Data,

I understand your objections.

But I have to consider
starfleet's interests.

What if commander Maddox
is correct?

There is a possibility
that many more beings like yourself

can be constructed.

Sir, lieutenant la forge's eyes
are far superior

- to human biological eyes, true?
- Mm-hm.

Then why are not all human officers

required to have their eyes replaced
with cybernetic implants?

I see.

It is precisely
because I am not human.

That will be all, Mr. Data.

[Door opens then closes]

[Beeps]

Computer,
pull all relevant information

with regard to starfleet regulations
of the transfer of officers.

Computer: Working.

[Sighs]

My god, twice in as many days.

I need your help.

An historic moment.

I have been trying to make sense
of this gobbledygook,

but it's beyond me.

The fact is, my Android officer, data,
is being transferred compulsorily

to be made part of a highly dangerous
and ill-conceived experiment,

and I want it stopped.

He can refuse
to undergo the procedure,

but we can't stop the transfer.

Once this Maddox

has got control of data,

anything could happen.

I don't trust that man.

We agree to certain risks
when we join starfleet.

Yes, acceptable risks, justified risks,
but I can't accept this.

It's unjustified, it's unfair.
He has rights.

All this passion over a machine?

This is important to me.

Is there an option?

There is always an option.

He can resign.

I see.

So you came to me for help.

Yes, I came to you.

You're the jag officer
for this sector.

I had no choice but to come to you.

Wait.

[Louvois sighs]

I didn't mean it that way.

I'm glad you felt you could...

Well, come to me.

The word "trust" just isn't
in your vocabulary, is it?

Good try. Nine out of ten for effort.

I wish things were different.

I wish I could believe that.

"When in disgrace
with fortune and men's eyes,

I all alone beweep my outcast state."

Is it just words to you?

Or do you fathom the meaning?

Is it not customary
to request permission

before entering
an individual's quarters?

I thought that we could talk this out,
that I could try to persuade you.

Your memories and knowledge
will remain intact.

Reduced to the mere facts
of the events.

The substance,
the flavor of the moment, could be lost.

Take games of chance.

- Games of chance?
- Yes.

I had read and absorbed every treatise
and textbook on the subject

and found myself well prepared
for the experience.

Yet when I finally played poker,

I discovered that the reality
bore little resemblance to the rules.

And the point being?

That while I believe it is possible
to download information

contained in a positronic brain,

I do not believe you have acquired
the expertise necessary

to preserve the essence
of those experiences.

There is an ineffable quality
to memory,

which I do not believe
can survive your procedure.

"Ineffable quality."

I had rather
we had done this together.

But one way or the other,
we are doing it.

You are under my command.

No, sir.

I am not under yours
nor anyone else's command.

I have resigned from starfleet.

Maddox: Resigned?

You can't resign.

I regret the decision, but I must.

I am the culmination
of one man's dream.

This is not ego or vanity.

But when Dr. Soong created me,

he added to the substance
of the universe.

If, by your experiments,
I am destroyed,

something unique,
something wonderful, will be lost.

I cannot permit that.

I must protect his dream.

And so must I.

But keep packing,
because one way or the other,

you will be reporting.

[Door opens]

Picard:
Captain's log, supplemental.

Commander Bruce Maddox,

having been thwarted
by data's abrupt resignation,

is now seeking a legal remedy
for his woes.

Captain louvois
has requested my presence

at those discussions.

Your response is emotional
and irrational.

- Irrational?
- You are endowing data

with human characteristics
because it looks human.

But it is not.

If it were a box on wheels,
I would not be facing this opposition.

Overt sentimentality is not
one of captain picard's failings.

Trust me, I know.

I will tell you again.

Data is a valued member
of my crew.

He is an outstanding bridge officer.

If I am permitted
to make this experiment,

the horizons for human achievement
become boundless.

Consider, every ship in starfleet
with a data on board,

utilizing its extraordinary capabilities.

Acting as our hands and eyes
in dangerous situations.

Look, you're preaching
to the choir here.

Why don't you get to the point?

Data must not be permitted
to resign.

Data is a starfleet officer.
He still has certain rights.

Rights, rights. I'm sick to death
of hearing about rights.

What about my right
not to have my life work

subverted by blind ignorance?

We have rule of law
in this federation.

You cannot simply seize people
and experiment with them

- to prove your pet theories.
- Thank you.

Maddox: Now you're doing it.

Data is an extraordinary piece
of engineering, but it is a machine.

If you permit it to resign,

it will destroy years of work
in robotics.

Starfleet does not have to allow
the resignation.

Commander,
who do you think you're working for?

Starfleet is not an organization
that ignores its own regulations

when they become inconvenient.

Whether you like it or not,
data does have rights.

Let me put it another way.

Would you permit the computer
of the enterprise to refuse a refit?

That's an interesting point.

But the enterprise computer
is property.

- Is data?
- Of course.

[Louvois sighs]

There may be law
to support this position.

Then find it.

A ruling with such broad-ranging
implications must be supported.

Phillipa, I hope you will use
the same zeal

that you did
in the stargazer court-martial.

Data, you're supposed
to rip the wrapping off.

With the application
of a little care, Wes,

the paper can be utilized again.

Data, you're missing the point.

"The dream of the fire, by k'ratak."
Thank you, worf.

It was in the hands of the klingons
that the novel attained its full stature.

I couldn't disagree more.

We'll save that argument
for another day.

Data: Excuse me, please.

Is something wrong?

Of course there is.

You're going away.

No one regrets that necessity
more than myself,

but you do understand my reasons?

Sure, I understand.

I just don't like you being forced out.

It's not fair.

As Dr. Pulaski would, at thisjuncture,
no doubt remind us, life is rarely fair.

Sorry, that just doesn't make it
any better.

I shall miss you, geordi.

Me too.

Take care of yourself, data.

I have completed my research,

based on the acts of cumberland
passed in the early 21st century.

Data is the property of starfleet.

He cannot resign
and he cannot refuse

to cooperate
with commander Maddox.

What if I challenge this ruling?

Then I shall be required
to hold a hearing.

Then I so challenge.
Convene your hearing.

Louvois: Captain,
that would be exceedingly difficult.

This is a new base. I have no staff.

But surely, captain,
you have regulations

to take care of such an eventuality.

There are. I can use
serving officers as legal counsel.

You as the senior officer
would defend.

Very good.

And the unenviable task
of prosecuting this case

would fall on you, commander,

as the next most senior officer
of the defendant's ship.

I can't.

I won't.

Data's my comrade.
We have served together.

I not only respect him,
I consider him my friend.

When people of good conscience
have an honest dispute,

we must still sometimes resort
to this kind of adversarial system.

You just want me to prove
that data is a mere machine.

I can't do that
because I don't believe it.

I happen to know better.
So I'm neither qualified nor willing.

You're gonna have
to find someone else.

Then I will rule summarily
based on my findings.

Data is a toaster.

Have him report immediately
to commander Maddox

for experimental refit.

I see. I have no choice but to agree.

Good. And I expect you to do your duty
in that courtroom.

If I find for one minute
that you are not doing your best,

I will end this then and there.

You don't have to remind us
of our duty.

You just...

Just remember yours.

I have never forgotten it.

Not then and certainly not now.

[Door chimes]

Picard: Come.

Data, captain louvois
has issued a ruling.

You are the property
of starfleet command.

You cannot resign.

I see.

From limitless options,
I am reduced to none, or rather one.

I can only hope
that commander Maddox

is more capable
than it would appear.

Picard:
Data, you're not going to submit.

We are going to fight this.

I've challenged the ruling.

Captain louvois will be compelled
to convene a hearing.

She may be overly attached
to the letter of the law,

but I suspect
that she still understands its spirit.

We will put to rest this question
of your legal status once and for all.

Now, I have been asked
to represent you,

but if there is some other officer
with which you would feel more happy...

Captain, I have complete confidence
in your ability

to represent my interests.

[Beeping]

Computer, identify riker, William t.

Access code theta-Alpha-2737-blue,
enable.

Computer:
Riker, William t. Identified

ready.

Access all available
technical schematics

on lieutenant commander data.

Computer: Working.

[Computer beeping]

This hearing,
convened on stardate 42527.4,

is to determine the legal status
of the Android known as data.

The office of judge advocate general
has rendered a finding of property.

The defense has challenged.

Commander riker?

Your honor, there is only one issue
and one relevant piece of evidence.

I call lieutenant commander data.

Computer: Verify.

Lieutenant commander data.

Current assignment:
USS enterprise.

Starfleet command decoration
for valor and...

Your honor,
we'll stipulate to all of this.

Objection, your honor.

I want this read, all of it.

Sustained.

Computer: Valor and gallantry,

medal of honor, with clusters,

legion of honor, the starcross.

[Computer whirs]

Louvois: Proceed, commander.

Commander, what are you?

An Android.

Which is?

Webster's 24th century dictionary,
fifth edition,

defines an Android as an automaton
made to resemble a human being.

An automaton.

Made by whom?

- Sir?
- Who built you, commander?

- Dr. Noonien soong.
- Riker: And he was?

The foremost authority
on cybernetics.

More basic than that. What was he?

Human?

Thank you.

Commander, what is the capacity
of your memory

and how fast
can you access information?

I have an ultimate storage capacity
of 800 quadrillion bits.

My total linear computational speed
has been rated

at 60 trillion operations per second.

Your honor, I offer into evidence
prosecution's exhibit a,

a rod of parsteel, tensile strength,
40 kilobars.

- Commander, would you bend that?
- Picard: Objection.

There are many life-forms
possessed with mega-strength.

These issues are not relevant
to this hearing.

I'm afraid I can't agree, captain.

Proceed with your demonstration,
commander.

Drawing on the log of the construction
of the prototype Android lore,

also constructed by noonien soong,

I request to be allowed

to remove the commander's hand
for your inspection.

Objection.

It doesn't matter.

Objection withdrawn.

Proceed, commander.

I'm sorry.

The commander is a physical
representation of a dream.

An idea, conceived of
by the mind of a man.

Its purpose?

To serve human needs
and interests.

It's a collection of neural nets
and heuristic algorithms.

Its responses, dictated by an elaborate
software written by a man.

Its hardware built by a man.

And now...

And now a man will shut it off.

[Clicks]

Pinocchio is broken.

Its strings have been cut.

I request a recess.

Do you mean his argument
was that good?

Riker's presentation
was devastating.

He almost convinced me.

Well,
you've got the harder argument.

By his own admission,
data is a machine.

Mm, that's true.

You're worried about
what's gonna happen to him.

I've had to send people
on far more dangerous missions.

Well, then this should work out fine.

Maddox could get lucky
and create a whole army of datas,

all very valuable.

Oh, yes, no doubt.

- He's proved his value to you.
- Heh.

In ways that I cannot even begin
to calculate.

And now he's about to be ruled
the property of starfleet.

That should increase his value.

In what way?

Well, consider that in the history
of many worlds,

there have always been
disposable creatures.

They do the dirty work.

They do the work
that no one else wants to do

because it's too difficult
or too hazardous.

And an army of datas,
all disposable...

You don't have to think
about their welfare,

you don't think about how they feel.

Whole generations
of disposable people.

You're talking about slavery.

I think that's a little harsh.

I don't think that's a little harsh,
I think that's the truth.

But that's a truth
that we have obscured

behind a comfortable,
easy euphemism.

Property.

But that's not the issue at all, is it?

Picard:
Commander riker has dramatically

demonstrated to this court

that lieutenant commander data
is a machine.

Do we deny that? No.

Because it is not relevant.

We too are machines,
just machines of a different type.

Commander riker
has also reminded us

that lieutenant commander data
was created by a human.

Do we deny that? No.

Again, it is not relevant.

Children are created

from the building blocks
of their parents' DNA.

Are they property?

I call lieutenant commander data
to the stand.

What are these?

Data: My medals.

Why do you pack them?
What logical purpose do they serve?

I do not know, sir.

I suppose none.
I just wanted them.

Is that vanity?

Picard: And this?

Data: A gift from you, sir.

- Do you value it?
- Yes, sir.

Picard: Why?

It is a reminder of friendship
and service.

You have no other portraits
of your fellow crew members.

Why this person?

I would prefer not to answer
that question, sir.

I gave my word.

Under the circumstances,
I don't think Tasha would mind.

She was special to me, sir.

We were...

Intimate.

Thank you, commander.

I have no further questions
for this witness.

Commander riker,
do you want to cross?

I have no questions, your honor.

Thank you. You may step down.

I call to the stand
commander Bruce Maddox

as a hostile witness.

Computer:
Verify. Maddox Bruce, commander.

Current assignment:
Associate chair of robotics,

daystrum technological institute.

- Major papers...
- Picard: Yes, yes, yes.

Suffice it to say he's an expert.
Commander, it is your contention

that lieutenant commander data
is not a sentient being,

and therefore not entitled
to all the rights reserved

for all life-forms
within this federation.

Data is not sentient, no.

Commander, would you enlighten us?
What is required for sentience?

Intelligence, self-awareness,
consciousness.

Prove to the court that I am sentient.

This is absurd.

We all know you're sentient.

So I'm sentient,
but commander data is not?

Maddox: That's right.
Picard: Uh-huh.

Why?

Why am I sentient?

Well, you are self-aware.

Oh, that's the second
of your criteria.

Well, let's deal with the first.

Intelligence.

- Is commander data intelligent?
- Maddox: Yes.

It has the ability
to learn and understand

and to cope with new situations.

- Like this hearing?
- Maddox: Yes.

What about self-awareness?

What does that mean?

Why...? Why am I self-aware?

Because you are conscious
of your existence and actions.

You are aware of yourself
and your own ego.

Commander data,
what are you doing now?

I am taking part in a legal hearing
to determine my rights and status.

Am I a person or property?

And what's at stake?

My right to choose.

Perhaps my very life.

Picard: "My rights.

My status. My right to choose."

[Picard sighs]

"My life."

Well, he seems
reasonably self-aware to me,

commander.

[Sighs]

I'm waiting.

This is exceedingly difficult.

Do you like commander data?

Maddox: I...

I don't know it well enough
to like or dislike it.

- But you admire him?
- Maddox: Oh, yes.

It is an extraordinary piece...

Of engineering and programming.
Yes, you have said that.

Commander, you have devoted
your life to the study

- of cybernetics in general.
- Yes.

- And commander data in particular?
- Maddox: Yes.

And now you propose
to dismantle him.

So that I can learn from it
and construct more.

- How many more?
- Maddox: As many as are needed.

Hundreds, thousands, if necessary.

There is no limit.

[Picard sighs]

A single data, and forgive me,
commander, is a curiosity.

A wonder, even.
But thousands of datas?

Isn't that becoming...

A race?

And won't we be judged
by how we treat that race?

Now, tell me, commander,
what is data?

I don't understand.

- What is he?
- A machine.

- Picard: Is he? Are you sure?
- Yes.

He's met two of your three
criteria for sentience.

What if he meets the third?

Consciousness,
in even the smallest degree.

What is he then? I don't know.

Do you?

Do you?

Do you?

Now, that's the question
you have to answer.

Your honor,
a courtroom is a crucible.

In it we burn away irrelevancies
until we are left with a pure product,

the truth, for all time.

Now, sooner or later, this man,
or others like him,

will succeed
in replicating commander data.

Now, the decision
you reach here today

will determine how we will regard
this creation of our genius.

It will reveal
the kind of a people we are,

what he is destined to be.

It will reach far beyond this courtroom
and this one Android.

It could significantly redefine
the boundaries

of personal Liberty and freedom.

Expanding them for some,

savagely curtailing them for others.

Are you prepared to condemn him
and all who come after him

to servitude and slavery?

Your honor, starfleet was founded
to seek out new life.

Well, there it sits.

Waiting.

[Picard sighs]

You wanted a chance to make law.
Well, here it is.

Make it a good one.

[Sighs]

It sits there looking at me.

And I don't know what it is.

This case has dealt
with metaphysics,

with questions best left
to saints and philosophers.

I'm neither competent nor qualified
to answer those.

I have got to make a ruling,

to try to speak to the future.

Is data a machine?

Is he the property of starfleet?

We have all been dancing
around the basic issue.

Does data have a soul?

I don't know that he has.

Heh. I don't know that I have.

But I have got to give him the freedom
to explore that question himself.

It is the ruling of this court

that lieutenant commander data
has the freedom to choose.

I formally refuse
to undergo your procedure.

I will cancel that transfer order.

Thank you.

And, commander,
continue your work.

When you are ready,
I will still be here.

I find some of what you propose...

Intriguing.

[Door opens then closes]

He's remarkable.

Louvois:
You didn't call him "it."

[Door opens then closes]

You see?

Sometimes it does work.

Phillipa.

Dinner?

Are you buying?

Data: Sir,

there is a celebration
on the holodeck.

I have no right to be there.

Because you failed in your task?

No, god, no.
I came that close to winning, data.

Data: Yes, sir.

I almost cost you your life.

Is it not true
that had you refused to prosecute,

captain louvois would have ruled
summarily against me?

That action injured you

and saved me.

I will not forget it.

You're a wise man, my friend.

Not yet, sir.

But with your help, I am learning.