All language subtitles for StarTrek.TNG-s01e10.Haven

Captain's Log,
Stardate 41294.5:

Our destination: the class M
Beta Cassius planet

known simply as Haven.

It is a world so renowned
for its peaceful beauty

that some believe it to have
mystical healing powers.

We will rest and relax...
all too briefly, I fear.

Such a beautiful world.

Legends say it has been
known to mend souls

and heal broken hearts.

Legends which are totally
unsupported by fact, Captain.

Legends like that

are the spice
of the universe, Mr. Data

because they have a way
of sometimes coming true.

Lieutenant Yar
to Commander Riker.

Your presence is requested
in Transporter Room One.

Sorry, ladies.

Duty calls.

You needed me, Lieutenant?

There's an object of some kind
beaming in from Haven.

What is it?

We're not sure.

The surface station approval
coming in now, Lieutenant.

All right.

Let's bring it in.

Odd looking.

What's going on?

I hold a message
for Deanna Troi.

Lwaxana Troi

and the honorable
Miller family will soon arrive.

The momentous day
is close at hand.

Rejoice!

No.

No.

What's going on?

Jewels... Look at these jewels.

They're bonding gifts...

what you would call
wedding presents.

Who's getting married?

I am.

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.

I was certain it would
never happen, Captain--

the years I'd spent
on this mission...

the distance it has taken me
from home.

As you must have heard

genetic bonding
is a Betazoid tradition.

Steven Miller was my
father's closest friend.

Your father was human, Deanna.

The Millers are human.

Will you and your husband

be staying with the ship,
Counselor?

No, sir.

Then...

I'll just say...

congratulations for now, Deanna.

If you'll excuse me.

Bill

more than anything
in the world--

anything--

you want to be
a starship captain.

True?

That's not all I want, Deanna.

I can feel that.

I know you care,
within those limits.

Did you hear what I said?

Every word.

This whole thing
is still bizarre.

I'm sorry.

Come dance at my wedding.

I'll try.

Message from planet Haven,
Counselor.

They wish to beam

the Miller
wedding party aboard.

I'm Jean-Luc Picard,
Captain of the Enterprise.

Welcome aboard.

Quite some starship
you have here, Captain.

I look forward to this visit.

You couldn't be!

I'm Deanna.

Oh, Deanna, darling!

You probably don't even
remember me.

Oh, Wyatt was absolutely right.

She is a beauty.

I'm Wyatt.

Isn't this simply beautiful?

I knew romance
was still alive somewhere.

I'd like you to have this.

It's a chameleon rose.

It changes color
with the mood of its owner.

It's wonderful.

Thank you.

When is my mother arriving?

Your mother is still down
on the planet, Deanna.

Why?

Uh, is there is place
for my parents to rest, Captain?

Well, uh,
we're not really tired, son.

Besides...

I'd like to see
some of the ship.

Steven, you know full well

Lwaxana Troi isn't about
to beam on board

until we leave.

So...

you can see your quarters now,
if you like.

Will you show the Millers
to their accommodations, please?

And I shall join you later.

Two more are ready
to beam in, sir.

So be it.

Wyatt seems a fine young man.

Yes, he does,
but I'm not what he expected.

I don't understand.

Neither do l

but I'm definitely
a surprise of some sort to him.

I should warn you, sir...

my mother is
a little... eccentric.

Where is everyone?

Oh, I hate that.

Hello, Mother.

No, don't say it, think it.

Use your mind, not your mouth.

Hello, Mother.

Deanna, shame!

What has this life done to you?

No, no, no.

Don't tell me.

You're the Captain.

Of course.

Your daughter has explained
your telepathic abilities.

No, that wasn't telepathy--
it was just common sense.

Who else would greet me
but the Captain?

You may carry my luggage.

Mother!

No, no,
that's quite all right.

I'm indebted to your mother

for the fine Counselor she's...

This way.

Mother, it's quite inappropriate
to ask the Captain...

Yes, you do seem
to be having difficulty.

A man your age must work
to keep himself in shape.

Mother, I'm not going
another step like this.

A starship has its customs
just as we do.

If you're my mother's valet

then please valet!

Oh, please, don't let me
keep you from doing your duty.

I apologize for her behavior.

Do you realize
You've embarrassed your Captain?

Oh, no.

Anything to avoid a quarrel

on this occasion.

It's amazing
how that accent of yours

reminds me of your father.

Your last valet tried so hard

to rid me of it.

Whatever happened to Mr. Xelo?

Oh, I was forced
to terminate his employment.

Xelo was strongly attracted
to me.

His thoughts
became truly pornographic.

Of course, the thoughts
of Wyatt's father toward me

Passenger accomo...

...were almost as vulgar,
but he really doesn't have...

Passenger accommodations.

He doesn't really
have Xelo's imagination.

Mother...

Between him and
that woman's inane chatter

it's a wonder
I made it here at all.

How do you like
the Millers, Captain?

Oh, I'm sure I find them
perfectly pleasant.

As for me, I find it shocking

how they have changed
in the years

since my husband
and I knew them.

Of course, it's probably
because I've grown beyond them.

You realize, of course,
that with Betazoids

our ability to read
the thoughts of others

does see us grow much faster
than the typical plodding human.

Mother, that's enough!

So, you're not totally
out of practice.

Good, very good.

We hope you find
the room comfortable.

Ah, yes.

The room is adequate.

Small, but adequate.

You will, of course,
adjust the temperature

to a civilized level?

Ah, I'll see what I can do.

And now,
if you will excuse me.

I'm sure the two of you
have a lot to talk about.

Oh, yes, Captain.

You may go.

You've been slack, little one.

Allowed your mental powers
to rust.

Allowed your mental powers
to rust.

Only to avoid confusion, Mother.

Humans constantly think
one thing

and say another.

Yes, they do, don't they?

Poor dears.

Our style of complete honesty
frightens them.

On that subject, Mother

there is such a thing
as too much honesty

with humans.

If they'd only say
what they think

instead of hiding it.

An entire shipload
of such inconsistency

could drive one insane.

Darling, I'm terribly sorry
about what happened here.

Truly I am.

Steven Miller tracked me down

and reminded me
of the vows we had made.

Mother, I'm having
some trouble

believing in those vows
as once I did.

Deanna...

But I'll honor them, of course.

I'm a Betazoid.

You may find Wyatt
an unusual person.

I've sensed
remarkable depths in him.

Message coming in
from Haven, Captain.

On screen.

I'm Valeda lnnis,
first Electorine of Haven.

Captain Picard?

Greetings, Electorine.
I'm Picard.

Your presence honors us

and your timing
is fortuitous, Captain.

In what way?

An incoming vessel
has bypassed our Stargate

violating our law.

It has refused
any attempt at communication.

Are you saying
you believe it to be hostile?

Failure to communicate
is inherently hostile.

We have no
defensive capabilities here

and our treaty
with the Federation

specifies your obligations
in that matter.

Agreed

but let's hope it doesn't
become a defense matter.

Of course, Captain

but I am very happy
we have you here.

Come in.

I wanted to apologize
for my mother's behavior.

Your mother's honest.

I respect that.

Yes, but she
never lets up.

I'll admit her honesty
is a bit persistent.

I never heard
it described better

but it is a Betazoid trait.

I'll try to be
only half as annoying.

Let's see...

what can I tell you
about myself?

I'm a medical doctor,
for whatever that's worth.

Doctor?

If you're picking up
my thoughts, you'd know.

You can do that, can't you?

Sometimes.

This must be what
Mother felt about you.

I believe we could read
each other eventually.

Can I take that
as a compliment?

Absolutely.

I only ever felt this...

Well, with, um,
someone who's on this ship.

Oh.

Do I have competition?

No.

What he wants most
is to captain a starship.

What I want is to cure people.

Well, I'm a practicing
psychologist.

Maybe we could work in concert.

We are going
to be together a long time.

Yes.

That is the point
of marriage, I suppose.

I really thought you'd tell me
you were an artist.

I just felt your mind
very much on these.

They are your work, aren't they?

I can see it would be very hard
to keep secrets from you.

This is why you were surprised
when you first saw me.

This woman...

you thought I would be
this woman.

I have seen this face
ever since I was a boy.

When I close my eyes at night

I could hear her
whispering my name.

And knowing you were Betazoid,
I just assumed it was you

projecting yourself
into my mind.

I'm sorry I'm not
what you hoped for...

No.

Please don't mistake
a childish fantasy

for disappointment.

You are so beautiful.

I feel honored.

You've no idea who she is?

It doesn't really matter now.

Captain's Personal Log:
I trust my concern

over the problems
of ship's Counselor Troi

are not based merely on losing
a highly valuable crew member.

But it seems to me
that she is trapped

by a custom of her homeworld

which the facts
of 24th-century life

have made unwise and unworkable.

I wish I could intervene.

On the viewer, Captain.

Unidentified vessel
traveling at sub-warp speed.

Bearing 235.7.

Sub-warp?

It's several hours away then.

Let's take a look at it.

Enlarge to maximum.

Increasing magnification, sir.

Mr. Data, is that
the trouble I believe it is?

If you mean
a Tarellian vessel, sir

it is.

I thought the Tarellians
were all dead.

What are the poor devils
doing here?

Picard to Sick Bay.

Dr. Crusher to Bridge. Urgent.

They must not be permitted
to destroy us or the planet.

Captain's Log, supplemental:

It has been believed
the Tarellian race was extinct

an assumption contradicted now

by the sight of one of their
vessels approaching Haven.

The fact that it's traveling
at its present velocity

suggests a possible answer.

A damaged vessel, sir.
That could explain it.

If it was unable
to reach warp speed

it would have taken
all these years to get here.

Go on with your briefing,
Mr. Data.

Tarella was class M,
much like your Earth

with similar
humanoid life-forms.

Unfortunately,
they faced the old story

of hatred overpowering
intelligence.

There were hostilities?

Between the inhabitants
of their two land masses

resulting in one group

unleashing a deadly
biological weapon on the other.

And in the end, the other
becoming infected as well.

It makes one question
the sanity of humanoid forms.

Can you identify the origin
of the infection, Doctor?

The Tarellians
had reached Earth's

Iate 20th century
level of knowledge.

That's all you need
if you're a damned fool.

A deadly infectious virus,
which, at that modest level

of knowledge
is not difficult to grow.

We learned the rest of the story
in security training.

Some Tarellians made
it to other worlds

only to die along
with populations they infected.

It's pretty well covered in
Academy training now, Captain.

Many of them tried to avoid
other civilized worlds as

they escaped, only to be hunted
down and destroyed anyway.

Hmm... and it was believed
that the last Tarellian ship

was destroyed eight years ago
by the Alcyones.

Yes, sir.

Exactly when

will they reach Haven?

Exactly 13 hours, nine minutes,
22 seconds, 350...

Thank you.

Which makes a very difficult
problem for the Enterprise.

Our treaty requires us
to protect Haven

and Federation policy requires

that we assist life-forms
in need

which must include
the Tarellians.

I shall want you
to help me find some answers.

Thank you.

However, there will be

ample time
for your second assignment--

voluntary, of course--
the pre-joining announcement

of Counselor Deanna Troi...

...and Wyatt Miller.

We've talked it over, Captain

and the ceremony
will be tomorrow, if you agree

and Captain,
would it be possible

for you to perform the ceremony?

Well, yes, of course

if all parties request it.

All parties do not request it.

It's simply out of the question.

I'm sorry, Captain

but unfortunately,
you are not practiced

in the ways of Betazed joining.

No, that's quite true.

Therefore, you are
totally unqualified.

He is qualified

to lead a traditional
Earth ceremony

which is what this will be.

Here, I thought you had
no sense of humor.

An Earth wedding?

Ridiculous.

My family and l
are living on Earth now.

So, that's why you want
that backward ritual.

Terrible, Captain, to see
a woman go downhill like this.

Mother!

Downhill?

The matter is settled.

Mr. Homn will conduct
the joining.

But... but Homn can't even talk.

No matter.

He is highly adept
in act of sign language.

The matter is closed.

Who are you to tell us
what we should do?

Your ignorance is astonishing.

I am Lwaxana Troi

Daughter of the Fifth House

Holder of
the Sacred Chalice of Rixx

Heir to the Holy Rings
of Betazed.

Who are you?

Ladies and gentlemen

it is a Starfleet tradition

that at social gatherings
disputes are not permitted.

I hereby declare, therefore,
all disagreements resolved.

Here, here.

A toast:

to the young couple
and their families.

And?

And may this union be

a productive one.

Here, here.

Considering the rate
at which you imbibe, sir

is your lineage
at all mixed with human?

Is it true, Captain

that there's a Tarellian ship
headed for Haven?

Yes, it is true.

That's amazing.

I've read

everything I could about them.

Biological virus analysis was

a favorite subject
at medical school.

In which case, I'd very much
like to confer with you.

I'm pleased to have
a medical colleague on board.

Yes, ma'am...

...um, Doctor.

Would it be possible

to prepare some medical needs
geared toward

the Tarellian probable needs?

We could beam it over
without any fear of infection.

We could beam it over
without any fear of infection.

What do you think, Doctor?

It's a very considerate idea.

Our Sick Bay is at
your disposal, Doctor.

Thank you.

Mr. Data.

Sir?

You're circling the room
like a buzzard.

Perhaps being human
yourself, sir

you do not find them as...

...intriguing as l.

Must he do that?

As you well know,
it is the Betazed way

of giving thanks
for the food we eat.

You, giving thanks?

Besides, you never
did this before.

I do it now.

Unlike some people,
I am in growth.

Victoria, I've forgotten
whether you enjoy pets or not.

Love them, of course.

Good.

Gently, gently.

Poor baby, did she hurt you?

Captain, if you'll excuse me

I'd like to spend some time

considering...
the Tarellian situation.

Yes, of course.

Ladies and gentlemen.

Mrs. Troi

I'm very interested

in the Betazed ceremony
you mentioned.

Could you tell us more?

Why, I'd be delighted,
Commander.

It's an ancient ceremony

widely regarded as the most
beautiful in the universe.

After the young couple
have removed their clothing...

The bride and groom go naked?

All guests must go unclothed.

It honors

the act of love
being celebrated.

No, you needn't
worry too much, dear.

Your body's not that bad.

Besides, your husband
quite likes the idea

of seeing me unclothed.

Steven!

Oh, you did know

he's attracted to me,
didn't you?

Untrue. I don't...

Stop this

petty bickering, all of you

especially you, Mother!

Could you please continue
the petty bickering?

I find it most intriguing.

May I join you?

I will miss you, Deanna.

I am no longer lmzadi to you?

You taught me
that word means "my beloved."

And the human heart is too small
to permit that feeling now?

Have you discussed this
with Wyatt?

I think you should.

It's also damned unfair to me.

I understand.

I should have realized.

Humans, young human males
particularly, have difficulty

separating platonic love
and physical love.

The problem is...

Imzadi...

I couldn't.

Not now.

Call it an old...
an old Earth tradition

habit of the beasts...

whatever.

Hello, you two.

We were just talking
about you, Wyatt.

This is incredible!

Yes.

And in that discussion, l...

Actually...

Bill was concerned
that you might be upset

that I cared deeply
for him, too.

Oh, you're the one who wants
to be a starship captain.

Yes, I've heard
that bonding or marriage

would complicate
things in that case.

To each his own.

Good luck with that ambition.

And I very much respected
what you did tonight.

All I did was lose my temper.

If you'll excuse me.

Of course.

Running all this is a big job.

In fact, you shamed
them into compromise.

So they've decided

that the joining will be
half Betazed, half Earth.

The Captain will do the ceremony

and Mr. Homn will be
my best man.

And we'll take
half our clothes off?

Some of us still go naked.

You do.

I do.

Your mother, my father

but not my mother or the guests.

Captain Picard will be
very relieved.

How did you manage it?

Your mother relented.

And I just caught my father

practicing naked
in front of his mirror.

And, so...

a question I should
have asked before...

Deanna, do you really want
to go through with this?

Yes.

I want to.

I'm a very lucky man.

Captain's Log, supplemental:

All attempts at warning off
the Tarellian ship have failed.

They still refuse to communicate
and I'm growing concerned.

How can you be certain
they're receiving us?

Because our sensors

are showing
a responder echo, sir

on the frequency they once used.

We have a message, sir,
coming in from Haven.

On viewer.

Captain, the plague ship is
approaching transporter range.

We are aware of that,
Electorine.

Do you realize

that they can turn
this wonderful world of ours

into a graveyard?

Please!

Please take action now,
before it's too late.

We recognize your situation.

Please destroy them now!

We will not fire on them,
Electorine.

You must!

I'm certain I could
disable their ship

with a phaser burst, Captain.

And then, Lieutenant?

They're within
transporter range.

Then we can't delay any longer.

Ready the tractor beam,
Lieutenant Yar.

Target the ship.
Activate on my command.

Tractor beam ready.

Engage.

Got them, sir.

Do we have them securely,
Lieutenant?

Can they beam onto the planet?

Negative, sir.

They can't leave that ship.

I know they can
receive us, Captain.

At this distance,
they could respond

with running lights
if necessary.

Unless they have all died.

Their ship could have been
brought in by automation.

Captain!

It's the woman
in Wyatt's drawings.

Captain's Log,
Stardate 41294.6:

Orbiting Haven
with a Tarellian vessel

Iocked in our tractor beam.

Question: what strange
combination of circumstances

has caused a woman
out of someone's imagination

to appear on the plague ship?

Enterprise Tarellian vessel,
are you receiving us?

My name is Wrenn

and before I inquire

why your tractor beam
has trapped us here

is there one aboard your vessel
named Wyatt?

Captain, I don't understand.

It's astounding.

Ariana was right.

He is here, daughter.

Wyatt, you've come
just as you promised.

How could I be so accurate?

Except for the dream images,
I've never seen her.

Sir, our concern
is with the threat

your vessel poses
to the planet below

if you're still carrying

the infection that
destroyed your world.

Oh, we still carry it, Captain.

My daughter, l...
all eight of us.

Eight?

All of us that are left,
Captain.

Most of the rest passed on
during the years

that it took to reach Haven.

If you've come here
because of the legend

about planet Haven
miraculously healing the sick...

We don't ask to make contact
with those living below.

All we ask is to be
on the edge of some sea

some unpopulated island
or far away peninsula.

This is not our planet, sir

but I will present your needs

to those who do govern
this world.

Present the fact that we intend
to die here, Captain.

And if we die while caged
by your tractor beam...

so be it.

Oh, Wyatt, how do you like
my new hairstyle?

Of course, it's going
to look much better on me

when I'm naked.

Mrs. Troi, may I talk to you
about something serious?

Oh, but I'm always serious,
dear boy.

Only my pleasant nature
makes it appear otherwise.

Please, Mrs. Troi!

Yes, that was puzzling.

A woman out of another place
who insists that she knows you.

And...

And whom you've dreamed of

all these years.

And I was hoping the way
you handled thoughts...

Fascinating, Wyatt, how easily
your thoughts come through.

The answer to the puzzle
of Ariana and you is so simple.

It's too simple
for most humans to understand.

Too simple?

Of course. It's something
they all know instinctively

yet go to great effort to reject

or build complicated
superstitions about.

All life, Wyatt,
all consciousness

is indissolubly bound together.

Indeed, it's all part
of the same thing.

Yes! I have wondered
if something like that...

...that weren't so.

And no doubt

so has Ariana,
which helped the two of you

to make contact.

Wyatt, tell me
something seriously.

Which of these would
look best on me naked?

Wyatt.

Are you feeling all right?

Just wedding nerves.

The supplies are ready.

I'll take them
to the transporter room.

I'll notify
the Captain they're ready.

Look at your father, Wyatt.

He just can't wait
to strip off his clothes

for that barbaric ceremony.

Please take care of each other.

You are beautiful

but you looked the best of all
in the desert on the Holodeck

when we did this.

You can put
the supplies on the pad.

Dr. Crusher had me
set the coordinates.

All we need is
the Captain's order.

Captain, someone's transporting
over to the Tarellian ship.

Override.

I can't, sir.

It's too late.

Hello, Wyatt.

We always thought
you were a dream.

You're not surprised.

Did you know I'd beam over?

Once we saw you were real,
we knew.

You are a doctor.

Yes, I've brought
medicines and supplies.

And I knew you
would be this brave.

How could you let this happen?

My son surrounded
by those horrible lepers.

Mrs. Miller, if I could have
prevented this, I would...

Beam him back.

He can never come back,
Mrs. Miller.

You may turn off
your tractor beam, Captain.

We will not be going to Haven.

We have what we really came for.

Wyatt!

Mother, Father...

forgive me, but I must...

I'm going to try to continue
the work to cure these people.

And Wyatt will do it.

I've believed
that all along.

I knew I was coming to Haven
to meet my destiny.

I thought it was
to be with you, Deanna

but it was Ariana
who drew me here.

I'm sorry.

Wyatt, I'm happy for you
and for Ariana, too.

You've done very well
for a human, Wyatt.

Mother.

Captain... my respects.

And mine, sir.

Good-bye.

Keep the chest.

You'll have use
for it someday.

Oh, it seems such a shame
to waste the whole trip.

Perhaps I should stay
and be joined to a new mate.

What?

Well, the Captain is
highly attracted to me

but he's a little too old.

Perhaps I should choose you.

He has other obligations,
Mother.

Oh, very well.

It's his loss.

Mr. Homn.

Thank you for the drinks.

Try and remember
your heritage, little one.

Captain! Even Xelo never had
such thoughts about me.

You may energize.

That was meant
as a joke, Captain.

I was not amused.

Take us out of here, Mr. Riker.

Aye, sir.

Warp two, helm.

Heading 5-7, mark 3-1-9.

Our destiny is elsewhere

but I'm happy that yours
is here with us, Counselor.

Warp two, sir, heading 5-7,
mark 3-1 -9.

Engage.