All language subtitles for StarTrek.TNG-s01e16.When.the.Bough.Breaks

Commander Riker,
report to the Bridge.

On the way.

Oh!

Harry, Harry,
come back here!

What's your hurry, Harry?

Oops.
Sorry, Commander.

I was just...

Harry!

I'm sorry
if he bothered you.

No bother,
Dr. Bernard.

I'm not
going back.

I hate that teacher,
and I hate calculus.

Everyone needs an understanding
of basic calculus--

whether they
like it or not.

Why?

You're limping.

I had a small run-in
with an aspiring sprinter.

Number One.

Problem, Captain?

More a curiosity.

For the past few hours

we've been tracking
faint energy readings

in an attempt
to locate its source.

It's like following
a trail of bread crumbs.

The path finally led us here
and then stopped--

which is what I knew
would interest you.

What's our position, Geordi?

The Epsilon
Mynos system, sir.

Thank you, Captain.
you're right.

I wouldn't miss this
for anything.

What's so interesting
about this system?

Aldea.

Tasha, I'm surprised you haven't
heard the stories of Aldea--

the wondrous,
mythical world

Iike Atlantis
of ancient Earth

or Neinman of Xerxes Vll--

advanced culture, centuries old,
self-contained, peaceful

incredible technical
sophistication

providing the daily
needs of all the citizens

so that they could turn
themselves over

to art and culture.

Where's it
supposed to be?

That's the myth.

Somehow, as the legend goes

the Aldeans were
able to cloak

their planet in darkness

and go unseen by marauders

and other hostile passersby

who might rob and plunder.

What a wonderful fairy tale.

Scanners still show
nothing, sir.

Scanners may show nothing, sir

but I'm sensing
something very strong--

thousands of minds.

From where?

Very close.

All stop
and hold this position.

Aye, sir.

All stop

and hold.

Anything?

Captain, I'm recording
a distortion

in Quadrant 1, mark, 9-0.

On screen.

Shields and
deflectors up.

Aye, sir.

It's Aldea, Captain.

It has to be.

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.

Captain's Log,
Stardate 41509.1 :

Either by chance or intent

we've been led
to the planet Aldea

which appeared out of nowhere

hidden behind a sophisticated
shielding device.

hidden behind a sophisticated
shielding device.

Sensors indicate that the shield
is electromagnetic--

a complicated light-
refracting mechanism.

A cloaking device.

Aye, sir.

It's got to be
pretty sophisticated

to hide
an entire planet.

We're being
scanned, sir.

Hmm. We'll let them know
our peaceful intention.

Open hailing frequencies,
Lieutenant Yar.

Frequencies open,
sir.

I am Rashella.

Welcome to Aldea.

I, uh...

I am Jean-Luc Picard, Captain
of the USS Enterprise.

We come in peace.

We know.

We've heard stories about Aldea

but, frankly, I never
believed they could be true.

Our shield has confused
outsiders

for millennia, Captain.

That's a very long time
to have such technology.

Why do you reveal
yourselves to us now?

We are eager to meet in person
to discuss that

and other subjects
of mutual interest.

We're ready anytime.

Excellent.

We mean no harm.

Our arrival seems
to have startled you.

It was a little sudden.

I'm Radue--

First Appointee
to Aldea.

Welcome aboard.

Captain, they haven't been
through decontamination.

Our medical doctor
is concerned

that you didn't
go through

the regular transporting
procedure.

You couldn't
transport us.

The only way through
our shield is our way, Captain.

Our cloaking
device may be off

but our shield
is operating.

We've brought you
small tokens of welcome.

And a personal
invitation

to a celebration
on Aldea.

That would be
delightful.

Number One,
assemble the away team.

We will prepare

for your arrival,
Commander Riker.

How do you know...?

...your name?

Well, we've been monitoring
your ship's communications.

We must now
return to Aldea.

Our eyes are very sensitive
to the bright light.

Rashella.

Amazing!

To exist only
in that dream world of mythology

and then suddenly to be here,
right in front of us.

Now we know
who placed the bread crumbs.

We're not here by accident.

Counselor,
do you sense anything?

They want something from us--
something we value greatly--

so much, that they're afraid
we won't part with it.

We're ready to receive you,
Commander Riker

and two of your colleagues.

Interesting choices.

I hope that Duana and l
know how

to greet you properly,
Commander.

How do they
cloak the planet?

The theory is simple--

the shield bends light rays
around the planet's contour--

similar to the Romulan
cloaking device

but the implementation
is quite difficult.

Captain!

Data, what do you read?

Some sort of
scanning device, sir.

Don't touch him!

This beam is emanating
from Aldea.

Shields up. La Forge,
contact Commander Riker.

Worf, check all decks.

Shields inoperable, sir.

All decks being probed
in a methodical pattern, sir.

All decks, everywhere--
the entire ship?

Aye, sir.

Can't reach the Commander--

we're being blocked.

Wesley, are you all right?

It was scary
at first

but I didn't really
feel anything.

Sir, similar incidents,
all decks...

but only with the children.

Yes, we are an ancient
power, Commander

but we've suffered for it.

Our history is littered
with the deaths

of those Aldeans who wanted
more and more things.

Nothing was ever enough

so we've evolved a very
simple way of living--

for whatever is taken,
something is given in return.

That seems an equitable code.

Hmm, it's brought us peace.

Unfortunately, there are very
few of us left to enjoy it.

Why?

That is part of what
we wish to discuss.

We need help from the Federation
to rebuild our heritage.

We need a younger generation,
strong and healthy

following in
the Aldean traditions.

I don't understand.

How can the Federation

help influence your children
in your traditions?

Because we have no children,
Commander.

Rashella was the last child
born on this planet.

And your medical community
can do nothing?

They've tried, Dr. Crusher,
and failed.

Perhaps we can help.

Radue, exactly why
were we invited here?

We propose a trade:

one which would solve
our problem

and give something back
to the Federation.

And the nature
of this trade?

We need some of your children.

In payment, we will
give you information

that would take you
centuries to acquire.

That might be acceptable
to some other races

but, uh, humans are unusually
attached to their offspring.

Our children are not for sale
at any price.

We sympathize
with your situation

but what you ask
is not possible.

And that's your final answer?

That's my only answer.

Now, if there's
some other way

that we could
help you...

I'm sorry you are
so intransigent.

Still no response, sir.

Wesley!

They've taken my son.

Alexandra!

Alexandra!

Captain, saucer section reports
six more children are gone.

It's the children.

That's why we've
been brought here.

That's what they wanted.

And that's what
they have!

Status?

Aldean shields still up.

Hailing frequencies open;
no response.

Keep trying.

Counselor, you'll have
to gather the parents.

They'll need to speak
to you as well, Captain.

Captain, your children
are with us.

My word of honor--
no harm will ever come to them.

Harm has already
come to them.

Captain, let us begin
discussions

regarding appropriate
compensation.

Compensation?

You have stolen our children
away from...

away from their classrooms,
away from their bedrooms

and you talk about compensation!

You claim to be
a civilized world

and yet you've just committed
an act of utter barbarity!

Captain, we will continue
these discussions

when you've calmed down.

Wesley, I'm frightened.

I know you
are, Katie--

we all are--

but we're going
to be all right.

Everyone knows
where we are

and no one is
going to hurt you.

I promise.

Greetings

Wesley Crusher.

The Custodian indicated
that you would be the leader.

The Custodian?

Who is The Custodian?

The Custodian is not a person.

You have been
brought to Aldea

as our guests.

We'll provide anything
you need or want.

We want to go home.

Wesley, all of you have been
chosen because you are special.

Just ask for
anything you want

and you shall have it.

What's happened to Alexandra
and the other children, Captain?

How are you
getting them back?

Toya, sit down.

Don't give in
to fear.

Now, we all knew what the risks
were when we signed on

and that's the
choice we made.

Now, Captain Picard will
do everything possible

to bring our
children back.

The Aldeans are anxious
to discuss compensation.

Compensation?

That will buy us time.

I've asked Dr. Crusher

to be involved
in these negotiations

as your representative.

Why were these specific
children taken?

We can't be sure.

We do know the Aldeans can't
have children of their own.

Then they won't
let them go easily.

I won't insult you by pretending
that any of this will be easy.

But I can tell you
that the Enterprise

will not leave them behind.

You can be assured of that.

Can we talk
with our children

give them some
reassurance

Iet them know
that we are here

and that they
will be safe?

I'll do my best
to arrange that.

The last time I saw him,
I yelled at him.

There you are!

I have you now!

Come in.

Don't be alarmed.

The other children have been
assigned to their units.

Units?

A unit is a group
where those of similar talents

and interests live together.

Do you mean
like a family?

Yes, you could
call it that.

We already
have families.

Does Captain Picard
know you're doing this?

We keep nothing
from him.

We've been waiting
for you so long, Harry.

We are artists,
just like you.

We see within you the potential
of what you can be.

I'm not an artist.

You will be

and a great one.

This way, Harry.

Unit B, three, seven, five.

Katie.

I am honored.

Thank you.

Melian is the foremost
musician on Aldea.

Music speaks
its own language.

I know we'll have
much to learn

from each other.

Don't worry, Katie.

You'll be seeing
Wesley soon.

What about me?

Don't I get
a say in this?

Wesley, sometimes
something happens

which you just must accept.

You and the
other children

are now members
of this society.

That will not change.

It is up to you
to make the transition

as easy as possible
for the others.

It's your duty,
because you are their leader.

Help them to accept it.

Because nothing you

or those on the starship
can do can change it.

Because, like you,
we also have no choice.

Where have you
been, Rashella?

Zena and Aran are waiting
to take Alexandra.

No.

No? I told you that she...

No, Radue.

They can't have her.

I will never let her go.

Any response from Aldea,
Lieutenant?

Not yet, sir.

Captain, Data has found
something interesting.

The Aldean shield gives evidence
of random fluctuations

weakening its structure
in isolated sections.

Are you saying
that there are holes

in their defense system?

In essence, yes.

I find it surprising that
after all these eons

the Aldeans have not perfected
their technology.

One would assume,
they'd be aware

of the weakness
and repair it.

Could we beam an away team
through one of those holes?

It's a possibility.

It would have to be
perfectly timed

and there's no guarantee.

We may be
more successful

in deciphering
the code they use

to transport through
the magnetic shield.

Can you do that?

Eventually, sir.
I am working on it now

but the number of permutations
is almost endless.

Keep trying.

While he's doing
that, Number One

I want you and La Forge
to try and find some way

of getting through
one of those holes

because... one way
or another

we have got to get an away team
on the planet

to locate power source
for the shield

and neutralize it.

You're certain
they'll negotiate?

Oh, they'll negotiate

or they'll call it that.

They've taken
what they want.

Now they'll rationalize it

by throwing us
some sort of bone.

And when we don't
accept their offer?

The minute that they believe
that we won't accept

their compensation
for the children

they'll break off
the discussion

they'll disappear
behind their shield

Iocking us out,
and the children in--

forever.

That's why I've got
to keep them talking.

Custodian.

Wesley Crusher's voice
will be entered

into the authorized file
for third-level clearance.

Proceed, Duana.

Announce yourself
to The Custodian.

Hello, Custodian.

I am Wesley Crusher.

Hello, Wesley.

Your voice will now activate
third-level clearance.

What does that mean?

You may ask any
questions you wish.

Thank you.

Duana, what does
The Custodian do?

It frees us from all burden.

It takes care of all our needs.

It regulates our lives.

Who built it?

The progenitors.

When?

Oh, hundreds of centuries ago.

What is its power source?

Wesley, why is that important?

It does what we ask it to;
it always has.

What difference does it make
how it works?

If you don't know
how it works

then how can you
repair it?

Why would we want to repair it?

From time to time,
every computer...

I mean, Custodian,
requires maintenance.

Wesley, Radue is right.

You ask questions
I can't answer.

Ask The Custodian
instead.

Custodian

can you show me
where Harry is?

Yes.

Custodian,
show me Harry.

I never
did this before.

Oh.

It's fun.

You are going to make him
into a sculptor?

He already is.

He was just never
encouraged properly.

The tool Leda
is giving him

will allow him
to bring out his visions.

It will take him years
to learn to do that.

Oh, no

it will happen
quite quickly.

Custodian,
show me Alexandra.

Yeah.

Custodian, show me Mason.

Stop, Custodian.

We must work now.

There's much to learn.

What's in there?

The power source?

I don't know.

I don't know.

Captain's Log, supplemental:

We remain in orbit
around Aldea.

It's becoming all too evident

that talk will not effect
the return of our children.

We must neutralize
the Aldean shield.

Until then,
we are helpless.

Sir, Radue
is hailing us.

Captain Picard.

Dr. Crusher and l
are ready, Radue.

Are you ill, Captain?

No, Dr. Crusher
is a staff officer.

Starfleet Regulation 6.57
requires that at least

two staff officers are present

during any treaty
or contract negotiations.

Very well.

Not much on
pleasantries, is he?

Captain, I am not aware
of Regulation 6.57.

No, Data, neither am l.

I see, sir.

Oh, I see, sir.

Dr. Crusher,
please report to the Bridge.

Now we'll see
what they have in mind.

Before we begin

we want to see
the children.

No, we're here to negotiate
appropriate compensation

not to pander to emotions.

Please, sit.

We do not condone
your actions.

You're attempting to
salve your conscience

by offering us goods

in exchange for
our children.

Why do you want
them back so badly?

You can always have more.

You're trifling with the primal
instincts of our species.

I must warn you
that human parents

are quite willing to die
for their children.

Returning the children
is nonnegotiable.

I promise you, they will have
a beautiful life with us

and they'll be father and mother
to a new breed

born of an ancient culture.

But how can you be so sure
that they can have children?

You can't.

But they will.

Our inability to bear children

is a genetic dysfunction.

It's not
contagious.

We sympathize
with your situation.

Surely, there is a solution

that can be
mutually satisfactory.

For us, the problem
is solved

and we're offering you
information

on areas of the galaxy
you do not even know exist.

What more can we offer?

What more
would you like?

A significant beginning

but first, I must ask
that Dr. Crusher

be allowed to see her son
before we continue.

Oh, you are a stubborn people.

Ah, well, that too can be
a positive trait.

You may see him.

Mom!

Wes.

I knew Captain Picard
would get us home.

Not yet, Wes.

Oh.

Are you okay?

And the others?

Okay, really okay.

We've been assigned
to our units--

Iike families.

They're treating us
like gods.

Well, don't let it
go to your head.

I won't.

Wes seems fine.

He says the other
children are, too.

Of course
they're well.

Captain Picard,
you have our offer.

It is final.

Rashella.

Captain.

We want you to understand
the nature of your choice.

A small demonstration
of our power.

What was that?

I believe it was
a repulsor beam.

Position report.

This is unbelievable, sir.

According to my calculations,
we're three days from Aldea.

At warp nine.

And they call that
a "small demonstration"?

Geordi, get us back to Aldea--
warp nine.

Aye, sir.

Captain--

if you don't accept our terms

the Enterprise will be pushed
so far away

that by the time you return

your children
will be grandparents.

Captain's Log,
Stardate 41512.4:

We are 20 hours away from Aldea
and no closer to a solution.

Their deliberate show of force
pushed us out of orbit

and could've easily
disintegrated the ship.

Now hold it a little bit
more firmly.

That's it-- perfect.

Now, think...

No, think's not right.

Feel the notes
inside your head.

Sorry!

Did I break it?

No, it's all right.

You can't break this.

Did, did exactly
what I thought...

I mean, felt.

Yes, it's a direct reflection
of the music within.

Now we have to teach you
to structure that feeling.

Try it again.

That was beautiful.

Now...

play something happier.

That's not
the way I feel.

I don't want to
do this anymore.

You see, Harry?

I told you, you were
going to be an artist.

Are you sure?

Did I really do this?

Oh, yes.

Your talent
has always been there.

The sculpting tool is just
helping you develop it.

It's what you were
meant to do.

You mean, I don't have
to take calculus anymore?

You don't have
to do anything

you don't want to.

What's calculus?

Nothing important.

Can I do some more?

Captain's Log, supplemental:

It has been three days since
the Aldeans pushed us away.

We have had no contact
with Radue since then.

Open hailing frequencies,
Lieutenant Yar.

Frequencies open, sir.

Radue, this is Picard.

Welcome back, Captain.

What have you decided?

That there is room
for discussion, Radue.

We will bring you down
when we're ready.

Data, find a way
to defeat that shield.

That may be
impossible, sir.

Things are only impossible
until they're not.

Yes, sir.

Captain...

...here's what
I've learned so far.

Duana is dying.

I have no reason
to believe

the other Aldeans
are any healthier.

They're suffering from
a kind of chromosomal damage.

It could be genetic
or environmental.

And is that why
they can't conceive?

Yes. It also explains
their lack of appetite

extreme pallor
and sensitivity to light.

An entire civilization
that's terminally ill.

Is it reversible?

I won't know
until I find the cause

and you don't need
to tell me--

time is running out.

Good work, Doctor.

Have the lesions gone?

Yes.

The medicine
worked again.

Good.

Come see what
Harry's doing.

Beautiful!

Yeah.

It really turned out well.

It's so alive
and graceful.

What do you call it?

It's a dolphin.

Dolphin?

You know,
it swims in the ocean--

Iike a fish,
only it's not a fish.

Ah, a fish!

We used to have those
in our oceans.

I've never seen
one before.

I used to live near the ocean

on Zadar lV.

My dad's an oceanographer.

He says that, well...

...never mind.

It... it doesn't matter.

Shh, shh.

I want Mommy.

Shh, shh...

-I want Mommy.
-Shh...

You haven't eaten.

You didn't eat anything.

We need very little.

We know you
miss your family

but you'll grow
accustomed to us.

I promise you'll be happy.

We were happy before we came.

We are offering more,
especially for you.

Duana...

I feel badly for you
that you have no children

but I have
to tell you

that we don't want to be here

and we will not cooperate.

Custodian's room.

Custodian, this
is Wesley Crusher.

Proceed, Wesley.

Shh!

Show me where the Enterprise
children are

in relation to this room.

Thank you.

Good night.

Good night, Wesley.

Shh!

I think I know a
way to get us home.

I need your help.

Chief Medical Officer's Log,
Stardate 41512.9:

I've begun to suspect

that whatever
is killing the Aldeans

is related to a danger faced
by Earth in the 21st century.

Can it be
that Aldea's ozone layer

has been weakened?

Why will not talking or eating
make them send us home?

It's called
passive resistance.

We don't do
what they want us to do

and they won't want us.

Will they
get mad at us?

They won't hurt us.

But, Wes, I do kind
of like them.

So do l

but I don't want to stay here
forever, do you?

No.

But I like working
with the wood.

Harry...

we all have to be
in this together

or it's not going to work.

Okay.

I'll do it.

What are you all doing here
together?

What is going on here?

I've got it, Captain.

The Aldeans
are suffering

from radiation poisoning.

Is that what made
them sterile?

Yes.

Is it reversible?

With proper treatment, yes.

Captain

sir.

These permutations
will take time.

How long?

Weeks.

There is
the other option.

We were able
to further define

the weakness
in their shield.

It's not so much a hole
as it is a fluctuation.

If the timing is
precise, it is possible

to beam through
and onto the planet.

Why don't we just beam the
children up through the hole?

The timing would be more
difficult and the risk greater.

All right,
you and Data beam down.

Locate the power source
of that shield.

Knock it out.

I'll, uh, delay the Aldeans
till you're ready.

Shh.

Will you
at least eat?

No, Alexandra.

Why?

We can't eat.

I know you're hungry--

we all are--

but it's our way of telling them

that we want to go home.

Understand?

Yeah.

We're ready, Lieutenant Worf.

Captain

you may come down now
to conclude our discussion

you may come down now
to conclude our discussion

or your ship may leave.

It's your choice.

Dr. Crusher
and I are prepared

to conclude
our negotiations.

Transporter room, now!

This is it, Commander.

It is programmed to accept
only authorized voice command.

There's no way we can override?

No, but I can
scramble the input

so that nobody else can.

Before we begin, Captain

you must speak
with the children.

It seems they're
on some sort of "strike"?

I don't-I don't
understand it.

You must deal with this,
Captain.

I'm, uh, not very good
with children.

Strike.

I'll see what I can do.

I'm sure if we
stick together in this, guys

we'll all be...

Hi, Captain Picard.

Hi, Captain.

Sir, I knew you'd come.

It's not over yet, Wesley.

I think I figured out

their computer controls, sir

but I'm not sure.

It's a different
system than ours.

Good, Wesley.

Now...

Captain?

Yes, Harry?

If something happens

and you have
to leave us here

will you tell my dad

that I'm sorry
I made him angry

and... that I miss him?

You will tell him that, Harry

and I will tell him
how much I admire his son.

Hello, Alexandra.

Hi.

What is this?

They want to go home.

No, they're staying.

Number One.

We're in position.

Hold for orders.

The radiation levels on Aldea

have been building up
over a long period of time.

It is similar to what
was experienced

on Earth in the 21st century

when the ozone layer
deteriorated

and surface of the planet
was flooded

with ultraviolet radiation.

The shield that protected
your world in one way

is weakening it in another.

It is the radiation
of your own sun

that is destroying you.

You are trying
to confuse the issue.

Please listen.

You're all suffering
from radiation poisoning.

Sterility is only
the latest symptom.

If the children remain,
they will be affected as well.

That's impossible.
Our scientists would have known.

How could they?

Your scientists have forgotten
how everything works.

No, all lies.

No, wait.

Don't send them
back yet.

What if they're right?

Instead of the children
being our hope

what if we're condemning them
to our fate?

Rashella, they're just
protecting their own interests.

As are we.

But hear them out.

The Captain and
Dr. Crusher are saying

that the very thing
which has given us

this wonderful world

is what has caused
this tragedy.

That's it, exactly.

Your Custodian has controlled
you so completely

you've even lost the desire
to question it.

Lies, and the discussion
is over.

Commander Riker.

Yes, sir?

I assume you have control
of the computer.

We've disabled the system
temporarily.

We found the power source
of the shield

and we've neutralized it.

Good.

Enterprise, this is Picard.

Beam the children up.

Wait.

Enterprise, hold.

Thank you.

Let me get the dolphin

for you to take with you.

No, you keep it.

I'll make another one.

All right, Harry?

Yes, Captain.

Okay, kids, let's go home.

Beam them up.

You have destroyed us.

We're not here
to destroy you, Radue.

We're going to help you.

What is it?

The legacy
of your progenitors, Radue.

The source of your power

and your problems.

It is reading

incredible amounts
of energy, sir.

Even more since we've
taken down the shield.

What are we going
to do with it?

Learn all over again.

All this time we've been
destroying ourselves.

So sure of our technological
invulnerability.

Now we must learn to use
this power, safely.

Will you let us help you?

Yes, please.

Dad, I want
to be an artist

but I don't want
to take calculus anymore.

You can be anything
you want, Harry-- anything.

But you still have
to take calculus.

Okay. Thanks, Dad.

It worked well, sir.

We have successfully
re-seeded the ozone layer

but for their atmosphere
to maintain its integrity

they can never
use the shield.

Or be cloaked again.

You finished?

Yes, Captain.

And they're responding
very well to the treatment.

The legend will die

but the people will live.

And we know they'll
make good parents.

Wesley!

Sorry, Captain.

She just wanted
to thank you

for bringing her home
to her mother.

Thank you.

Come on, Alexandra.

Mr. La Forge

out of orbit, warp five.

Yes, sir.

Certainly, sir.