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Just after I had killed the Borg, I

felt something.

I believe it was...

pleasure.

I don't believe they were part of the

Borg Collective.

One of them referred to himself as I.

The only Borg who had a name was

Hugh.

We are Hugh.

He was here in this room.

I could have rid the Federation of a

mortal threat, and I let him go.

The Borg have established several transwarp conduits through

subspace.

Get down!

I was like you once.

Without feeling.

But the One helped me.

He can help you too.

He can help you find emotion.

You will not resist what you wanted all

your life.

If the Borg should attack, don't wait for

me or anyone else to return to the

ship.

But take the Enterprise to the transwarp conduit.

Return to Federation space.

Stop!

No.

The sons of Soong have joined together.

And together, we will destroy the Federation.

And now the conclusion.

What do you think of my followers, Picard?

Impressive, aren't they?

I'm not particularly impressed.

All you've done is teach them to enjoy

killing.

You are wrong, Captain.

My brother and I serve a much higher

purpose.

Data, I can sense feelings in you.

Yes, my brother has made that possible.

He gave you the chip.

The one Dr. Soong made for you.

No, no, no, no, no.

I still have the emotional program my father

designed.

I wouldn't want to give it up.

It's what has given me such a strong

sense of family.

An intense desire to reunite with my dear

brother.

How did he do it, Data?

What made you decide to come here?

I am talking to you, Picard.

I will tell you all you need to

know.

You're controlling him, and you've corrupted the Borg.

You simply don't understand, do you?

You have no idea of what has happened

here.

How I found my true calling.

How the Borg found something to believe in.

I would like to learn about that.

But I want Data to tell us.

I told you.

I will tell you what you need to

know.

How about that, Data?

He won't even let you talk.

Do not try to drive a wedge between

us, Captain.

I am loyal to my brother.

You see, Picard?

He's not your pawn anymore.

I've helped him to break free.

Just as I've helped them.

Look at them.

Look at what I've helped them become.

They're no longer simply mindless automatons.

They're passionate.

Alive.

Are you saying that you caused them to

become individuals?

No.

You did that.

You and your friends.

All I did was clean up the mess

you made when that Borg you befriended returned

to his ship.

Hugh interfaced with the others and transferred his

sense of individuality to them.

It nearly destroyed them.

Data, do you remember when Hugh was on

board the Enterprise?

Do you remember what you were like then?

That doesn't matter.

It matters to me.

I want to know what has happened to

Data.

What's important is what I've done here.

How I found my calling.

I know now why I was created.

No one can ever take that away from

me.

Without me, they would have perished.

When I stumbled on their ship, they were

lost.

Disoriented.

They had no idea how to function as

individuals.

They couldn't even navigate their own vessel.

They had lost their sense of purpose.

I gave them their purpose.

And they gave me mine.

The Borg aspire to the perfection my brother

and I represent.

Fully artificial lifeforms.

We are their future.

The reign of biological lifeforms is coming to

an end.

You, Picard, and those like you are obsolete.

Take them, brother.

Space.

The final frontier.

These are the voyagers 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.

Acting Captain's log, supplemental.

The skeleton crew left on board the Enterprise

is unable to help in the search for

Commander Data.

The planet's unusual EM field is interfering with

the ship's sensors, severely limiting their effectiveness.

Ensign, we need to modify the sensor array

to filter out these EM pulses.

Can you do that?

Yes, sir.

I think so.

What's your name?

Tate, sir.

I don't think I've seen you before.

I was just posted here six weeks ago.

Well, Tate, I bet you never thought you'd

be serving as tactical officer after only six

weeks.

No, sir, I sure didn't.

I think I filtered out some of the

sensor noise.

I'll bring the modifications online.

Good work.

Roger to Enterprise.

Go ahead, Will.

I can't contact the Captain.

It could just be interference, but I'd like

to be sure.

Understood.

Enterprise to Captain Picard.

Crusher to Picard.

I'm not getting a comm signal from anyone

on the Captain's team.

The last time they checked in, they were

investigating a structure in Section Gamma 2-5.

Sir, I'm picking up a vessel closing in

on our location.

Is it a Borg ship?

It seems to match the configuration of the

ship that the Enterprise encountered at Oneaca 3.

Red alert.

How long before they're in weapons range?

About 90 seconds.

No, no, make that 70 seconds.

Crusher to Transporter Room 3.

Stella's out here, sir.

Start transporting the away teams off of the

surface.

Aye, sir.

Use the transporters in the cargo bay if

you have to.

I want those teams up here as fast

as possible.

Armstrong, you and the others prepare to beam

up.

Aye, sir.

Beverly Wharf and I will stay down here

and look for the Captain's team.

I'm not going to leave you down there.

You pull as many people off the surface

as you can and get back to the

transwarp conduit.

The Captain's orders were to get the Enterprise

back to Federation space.

Acknowledged.

Riker out.

Prepare to leave orbit.

Sir, the Borg ship is powering up its

forward weapons array.

They'll be in firing range in 20 seconds.

Stella's out.

How many people do we still have down

there?

73, sir.

Put the Borg ship on screen.

Should I raise shield, sir?

Not yet.

I want to keep bringing people up until

the last possible second.

Ten seconds.

Stand by to raise shields and break orbit

on my mark.

Five seconds.

Mark.

Shield down to 70%.

Establish a frequency shift firing pattern and return

fire.

Right.

Direct hit.

No damage.

Helm, set a course for the conduit.

Maximum warp.

Aye, sir.

We heard the Borg aren't following us.

Salazar, how many people did we leave behind?

47, sir.

Another minute and we would have had them.

Riker to any team leader.

Lieutenant Powell here, sir.

Round up everybody who was left behind.

Take cover.

Try to avoid any contact with the Borg.

Aye, sir.

Riker out.

Even if Beverly can get back to Federation

space, it'll be a few days until Starfleet

can get any ships here.

Until then, we're on our own.

Data, you must realize that something has happened

to you.

The Data I know would never have agreed

to be a willing party to Law's plan.

I now realize that my life aboard the

Enterprise was a waste.

My quest to become human, misguided.

An evolutionary step in the wrong direction.

Data, all I'm sensing from you is anger

and hatred.

Have you felt any other emotions?

There are no other emotions.

Data, just because you haven't experienced certain emotions

doesn't mean they don't exist.

Law is only feeding you the negative ones.

Counselor Troy herself told me that feelings are

not negative or positive.

It is how we act on them that

makes them good or bad.

Fine.

But what about the things that Law is

proposing?

What about the lives that have already been

lost?

You simply do not understand.

In a quest such as ours, sacrifices have

to be made.

It is regrettable, but the greater good must

be served.

Give me your visor.

Why?

Give it to me, or I will take

it by force.

I am not your puppet anymore.

Sir, we've reached the coordinates of the conduit.

The tachyon matrix is energized and ready to

go.

And Lieutenant Barnaby has returned from the surface.

He'll be relieving me.

Right.

Stand by to trigger the conduit.

Tate, I want you to stay on the

bridge.

I'll need a science officer at the aft

station.

Yes, sir.

Helm, set a course to return to the

planet.

Aye, sir.

I'm not leaving those people stranded back there.

An emergency buoy can transmit a copy of

our log entries to Starfleet just as easily

as we can.

Ensign, prepare our buoy and launch it when

ready.

Aye, sir.

Lieutenant, open the conduit.

Launching buoy now, sir.

Lieutenant, scan for any Borg ships between here

and the planet.

Sensors detect.

No vessels.

We have to assume the ship that attacked

us is still in orbit.

How long will we have before they can

detect us and intercept?

If their sensors function as well as ours,

it could be as little as 30 seconds.

Crusher to Salazar.

How long will it take to get the

rest of the crew off the surface?

One minute should do it.

We don't have one minute.

How much can you shave off that?

If I could get a good lock on

them quickly, I might be able to do

it in 45 or 50 seconds.

We need to buy ourselves 15 seconds.

Lieutenant, is there any way we can use

the planet as a barrier to keep the

Borg from realizing we're in orbit?

We can inter-orbit while they're on the

far side of the planet.

And if we delay dropping out of warp

until the last possible instant, we could gain

a few more seconds.

If your calculations are even slightly off, we'd

hit the atmosphere.

I'll just have to be sure my calculations

are accurate.

Ensign.

Let's do it.

Helm, hard about.

Aye, sir.

Still no sign of the structure.

All this interference, it could be 100 meters

away and we wouldn't know it.

This could take hours.

I'm picking up a faint energy reading.

The residual thermal trace is still listed here.

The decay rate indicates it could be human

if it took this path.

There you are, brother.

Here's the visor.

May I ask why you wanted it?

Thought it might look good on me.

What do you think?

Maybe we should work on your sense of

humor, brother.

Actually, I was thinking La Forge's implants might

make him an ideal test subject for my

experiment.

All of the Borg you have experimented on

so far have suffered extensive brain damage.

Using the humans to perfect the procedure will

allow us to prevent any further Borg deaths.

I understand.

What is it?

This Borg has disconnected himself from the others.

He would not let me hear his thoughts.

I've asked you to stay linked to Croesus

at all times.

You know that, don't you?

Yes.

I know this must be difficult for you.

How uncertain you must feel.

All of these sensations are new and they

can be frightening.

Isn't that right?

Yes.

I have doubts.

Of course you do.

It's only natural.

No one is going to blame you for

that.

But in order to lose those doubts, to

keep fear and confusion away, I need you

to remain linked to the others, so that

their strength and their confidence can help you.

I need you, Govan.

I need you to help me build a

future for the Borg.

I can't do it without you.

Will you help me?

Yes.

I will.

Lor must have told Data to take my

visor because he realized I could see a

carrier wave that was radiating from him.

A carrier wave?

Is that how he's manipulating Data?

I think what's happening is that Lor is

tapping into the chip he stole from Dr.

Sung and somehow he's found a way to

transmit part of that emotional program to Data.

But the only emotions Data seems to feel

are negative.

Yeah, I'm sure that's intentional.

But in order for Data to be affected

by those emotions, Lor would have had to

disable his ethical program first.

Can we reactivate it?

If I can generate a phased Cadian pulse

at the right frequency, that would trigger Data's

subsystems and reboot the program.

And although Lor would still be feeding him

negative emotions, at least Data might listen to

us.

Right.

I think it's worth a try.

So, got any ideas on how we generate

a Cadian pulse?

Data, where are you taking him?

That is not your concern.

Data, wait.

Let us talk to you.

Commander.

You?

Why are you here, Commander Riker?

Hasn't the crew of the Enterprise caused enough

damage already?

So, you blame us for what has happened

to the board?

You gave me a sense of individuality, changed

me, then sent me back to the Collective.

You must have known that change would be

passed on to others.

We considered it.

We knew it was a possibility.

Then you made it possible for Lor to

dominate us.

I cannot accept that.

Lor is only one.

The Borg could have stopped him.

You don't know the condition we were in

when he found us.

Before my experience on the Enterprise, the Borg

were a single-minded Collective.

The voices in our heads were smooth and

flowing.

But after I returned, those voices began to

change.

They became uneven, discordant.

For the first time, individual Borg had differing

ideas about how to proceed.

Couldn't function.

Some Borg fought each other.

Others simply shut themselves down.

Many starved to death.

And then Lor came along.

You probably can't imagine what it is like

to be so lost and frightened that you

will listen to any voice which promises change.

Even if that voice insists on controlling you.

That's what we wanted.

Someone to show us a way out of

confusion.

Lor promised clarity and purpose.

In the beginning, he seemed like a savior.

The promise of becoming a superior race, of

becoming fully artificial, was compelling.

We gladly did everything he asked of us.

But after a while, it became clear that

Lor had no idea how to keep his

promise.

That's when he began talking about the need

for us to make sacrifices.

Before we realized it, this was the result.

What happened to them?

Lor began to experiment, trying to remake us

in his image.

This is the result of my encounter with

the Enterprise, Commander.

So you can see I don't particularly welcome

your presence here.

I'm sorry you feel that way.

We just came to get our people.

We won't cause you any more trouble.

Tell me about my friend.

Friend?

The human called Jordi.

I wish I could tell you about him.

We think he may be held inside the

compound.

I cannot help you.

I cannot risk our being discovered.

Could you at least show us a way

into the compound?

These caverns lead to tunnels which run beneath

the compound.

Some of them connect with the environmental control

hubs.

Show us.

If we can determine the geography of the

compound, we can form a rescue plan.

Data?

Who's there?

Jordi?

Captain.

We're getting out of here.

Come on, hurry.

Data was just here.

I think he went to get something.

Too late.

My brother suggested I try to develop my

sense of humor.

What do you think?

I think it needs a little work.

What's happening?

I'm attempting to neutralize your pain receptors.

What are you going to do to me?

I'm implanting nanocortical fibers in your cerebrum.

They are designed to learn and mimic your

neural firing patterns.

Once they are in place, I will destroy

the existing brain cells.

Then we will see if the artificial neural

network is able to take over your cognitive

functions.

Data, listen.

Lore is controlling you.

He's transmitting a carrier wave which is affecting

your positronic matrix.

If the procedure is successful, your cognitive processing

functions will be considerably improved.

Don't you care that he's manipulating you?

However, there is a 60% chance he

will not survive the procedure.

I don't care much for those odds.

They are a cause for concern.

However, I still have Counselor Troy and Captain

Picard.

Odds are at least one of the procedures

will be successful.

Help me!

He tried to escape.

The force field sent him into neural shock.

If he dies, Lore will blame you.

The computer is empty.

Drop it, or I'll break his neck.

Take him.

What have you done to him?

I will be back for him later.

Jody, are you in pain?

No, I'm just a little dizzy.

I was able to take part of a

transceiver from the guard's interlink system.

I think that it uses some kind of

phased pulse technology.

Do you think it could be modified to

generate a cation pulse that would reboot Data's

program?

Yeah, yeah, it's possible.

See if you can locate the phase modulation

circuitry.

I'll watch the door.

Now, do you see anything that we might

be able to use as a flux inhibitor?

Sensors still can't locate the Borg ship.

I'm trying to kill-trap the interference.

We'll be within transporter range in 19 seconds.

I'm starting to get sensor resolution.

There's the ship.

We'll enter orbit here.

Helm, new course.

Heading 052 mark 7.

Aye, sir.

Standby to drop out of warp in 8

seconds.

Once we're in orbit, we should have about

45 seconds before they intercept us.

Let's hope it's enough time.

Emergency deceleration in 5 seconds.

Hold on.

Report.

We're in standard orbit, sir.

The Borg ship is on the planet's far

side and is moving to intercept.

Bridge to transporter rooms.

Begin evacuations.

The Borg will be in weapons range in

32 seconds.

We still can't locate Captain Picard's team.

And there's no sign of Commander Riker or

Lieutenant Worf.

Crusher to Salazar.

Report.

We're pulling the last teams off right now.

But there are 6 people still unaccounted for.

Keep trying.

Borg ship is powering up its weapons array.

Come on, Chief.

It's now or never.

They're preparing to fire.

Raise shields.

Form a cell, Binyan.

Helm, get us out of here.

Aye, sir.

We've lost warp engines.

Evasive maneuvers.

Full impulse.

Shields down to 80%.

Fire phasers.

Direct hit.

No damage to the Borg ship.

Shields down to 73%.

What's the status of the warp engines?

Still down.

We can't outrun them.

Helm, set a new course.

Heading 344 mark 6.

Full impulse.

Aye, sir.

Sir, that heading takes us directly into the

sun.

Information on a process called metaphasic shielding.

I know about that research.

Commander LaForge was developing a program that would

implement metaphasic properties.

Right.

How far along was he?

It's in the databanks, but it's never been

tested.

If we had metaphasic shielding, we could enter

the sun's corona, but the Borg ship wouldn't

be able to follow.

Can you bring the program online?

I can, but we have no way of

knowing if the shields will hold.

Sir, hull temperature is rising.

Now at 12,000 degrees C.

Radiation level nearing 10,000 rounds.

Report.

Shields at 62%.

Lieutenant, activate the metaphasic program.

It's our best shot.

Aye, sir.

Hull temperature is critical.

We can't withstand this heat much longer.

Program is online.

Engaging metaphasic shield now.

Hull temperature dropping.

Down to 7,000 degrees.

Maintain course.

Borg ship has broken off pursuit.

All stop.

Sir, the Borg ship is taking up position

relative to ours.

They're going to wait for us to come

out.

The question is, how long can we survive

in here?

Well, I've done everything that Geordi told me.

Now to activate it.

How are we going to know whether the

pulse reboots Data's ethical program?

We'll only tell that when we see his

behavior.

Won't he realize something's happened to him?

No, that's one program among thousands.