All language subtitles for StarTrek.TNG-s01e18.Coming.of.Age

Jake!

Jake!

Jake, wait a second.

How you doing?

I'm fine.

Really.

Jake, I'm sorry.

Acting Ensign Crusher

report to Transporter
Room eight.

It's not your fault.

Yeah, I know.

I wish both of us were going.

Ah... only 32 points...

Mr. Crusher, respond.

I'm on my way, Doctor.

I've got to go.

I know.

Hey, Wes...

do well for both of us, okay?

All right.

Captain's Log, Stardate 41416.2:

We are orbiting Relva Vll

where Wesley Crusher
is about to be tested

for entrance
into Starfleet Academy.

And to my great surprise,
I have just learned

that my old friend,
Admiral Gregory Quinn

is on Relva Vll
and has requested

to be beamed aboard
the Enterprise immediately.

Welcome aboard, Admiral.

Thank you.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard--

Lieutenant Commander
Dexter Remmick.

Sir.

Allow me to introduce my staff.

First officer, William Riker

Chief Medical Officer

Beverly Crusher

Chief of Security, Natasha Yar.

Well, what can we do for you?

I need to speak with you.

Certainly. This way.

Number One?

Alone.

Is this a personal matter?

Official business.

Well, then,
my First Officer should...

Alone, Captain.

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.

Commander Remmick is with
the lnspector General's office.

Oh.

He'll be conducting
a full investigation

of the Enterprise.

What are you looking for?

I have reason to believe

that there may be something
very wrong on this ship.

Tell me what you suspect.

It's inappropriate to discuss it
at this time.

Mr. Remmick, Starfleet
is counting on you.

You will find out
what is wrong on this ship.

Yes, sir.

Nothing and no one
will stand in my way.

And you, Captain...

are ordered to cooperate
in every way necessary

with this investigation.

Is that clear?

Yes, sir.

Mr. Remmick, unless there are
any further questions...

No questions, sir.

Get on with your duties.

Yes, sir.

We've known one another
for years.

Tell me what you believe
is wrong.

Captain, it is vitally important

that my orders
be followed exactly.

I'll be staying on the ship.

As you wish, Admiral.

What is it?

What?

The unit you just put down.

Don't worry,
I won't tell anyone.

It's a flux coordinating
sensor unit.

I'm Oliana Mirren,
one of the other finalists.

You must be Wesley Crusher.

Yeah.

Do you know me?

I heard there was
a very smart, very young man

who would be
tough competition.

Well, you wouldn't be here...

if I weren't smart.

I know.

But there's a lot more to it
than just that.

You're lucky.

You've had practical experience
aboard the Enterprise.

Oliana.

T'Shanik of Vulcana Regar.

Wesley Crusher
of the Enterprise.

You do not look as if you
meet the age requirements.

I'll be 16 next month.

Oh, happy birthday.

Excuse me.

I'm Wesley Crusher.

Mordock.

Mordock?

The Mordock?

The Benzite who constructed
the Mordock Strategy?

I thought you were
already in the Academy.

No.

Only a hopeful, like you.

Finalists...

please take your seats.

Thanks.

I am Tac Officer Chang.

Welcome.

You are here
because you are all

top candidates.

Although only one student

will be chosen for the Academy

you have shown from
the preliminary testing

that any of you
could easily qualify.

Now, this may be
the most difficult

exhausting experience
of your life--

and the most exciting

challenge.

Expect

the unexpected.

May you all do your best.

May I help you, Mr. Remmick?

Keep doing whatever it is
you're doing, Commander Data.

There's, uh, nothing much
to see here, Commander.

We're in a standard orbit,
and, uh...

the station has to be manned
even if it's just routine.

Something I can help you with,
Mr. Remmick?

When I'm ready, Mr. Riker

I'll want to speak
with you... privately.

Commander.

Just having that guy around
makes me feel guilty.

What's he after, anyway?

I don't know, Geordi,
but I'm going to find out

right now.

Come.

Captain, may I speak frankly?

Always, Number One.

As First Officer,
I should be informed.

I should know everything
that you know.

That's right, you should.

Then what's this about?

Remmick's going to turn
this ship upside down.

That's his job.

And my job is to see
that this ship runs smoothly.

Which you do very well.

Sir, am I under investigation?

I don't know.

And if you did?

I couldn't tell you.

I don't understand, sir.

This is extremely frustrating.

No less for me.

But I promised cooperation,
and that's what we shall give.

Sir.

I want some
answers from you now

Commander Riker...

Later.

-You were ordered to cooperate.
-Not now!

When it doesn't interfere
with my duties, Remmick.

Last question
on the hyperspace physics test.

If the matter and antimatter
tanks on a galaxy class starship

are nine-tenths depleted,
calculate the intermix ratio

necessary to reach a starbase
a hundred light years away

at warp factor 8.

Begin.

Time elapsed.

You now have one hour free
before the next test.

I must admit, Wesley,
you have a very fast mind.

Once I realized it
was a trick question

there was only one answer.

Yes. There is only one ratio
with matter-antimatter.

One to one.

You both don't know
how lucky you are.

I can't imagine
what it would be like

to have things come so easily.

I have to push
every step of the way.

Oh, no, Oliana

it doesn't come that easily.

I have to study all the time.

It's a good thing
you're cute, Wesley

or you could
really be obnoxious.

See you later.

Did you hear what
she said, Mordock?

She said I was cute.

Is that good, Wesley?

Yes.

I think.

I think I should
apologize, Captain.

No need, Number One.

Mr. Remmick's presence
is unnerving

to say the least.

Are you available now,
Mr. Riker

or do you still have
duties to perform?

I'm available, Mr. Remmick.

Any problem with using
your ready room, Captain?

No, Mr. Remmick.

Be my guest.

If you prefer to stand,
fine, Mr. Riker.

It won't have an effect
on the length of my inquiry.

Now...

there are several
seeming discrepancies

in the Captain's Log.

Let's go over them
one by one, shall we?

The Captain's Log?

Yes.

To the best of your knowledge

has the Captain
ever falsified a log?

Have you discussed this
with him?

Right now, I'm asking you.

If you want to discuss anything
about Captain Picard

you bring him in here,
and you ask him, face-to-face.

You are required to answer
my questions, Mr. Riker

unless you're trying
to cover something up!

Now... there are
several discrepancies

in the Captain's Log.

Shall we go over them
one by one?

Proceed.

REMMlCK
So, you are saying

Captain Picard had
no control over this vessel.

He handed it over to Kosinski

who took the entire crew

to the edge of the universe.

No, sir,
that's not what I'm saying.

Now, Kosinski was sent here
by Starfleet

to improve
our warp drive system.

Captain Picard was ordered
to take him aboard.

According to his own logs

his Bridge crew
didn't think highly

of Mr. Kosinski's theories.

Yet, the Captain allowed him
to access the engines anyway.

Is that true, La Forge?

Not exactly, sir.

One way or the other, La Forge

Picard lost control
of this ship.

Is that true?

Well, yes, but that's not
how it happened.

So...

the answer is yes.

Do you believe the Captain

is emotionally
and psychologically fit

for command of this starship?

There's nothing in his
history or personality

that would suggest, uh...

mental lapses?

Nothing.

Not even the Ferengi incident

aboard his old starship,
the Stargazer?

He was being controlled
by a mind-altering machine

Commander...

...without his knowledge!

I would call that
"a mental lapse."

Ensign.

What are you doing
on the holodeck?

I thought you were
still on Relva Vll.

I'm finished testing
for the day.

I've disturbed you.

I'll leave.

Wait.

I thought I wanted to be alone.

I guess I don't.

How is the testing?

Okay, so far.

It's not the ones
that I've studied for

that I'm worried about.

It's the psych test--

facing my deepest fear
and living through it.

I'm trying to figure out

what images to bring up.

Why?

Guess I want to scare myself.

What do you think?

Bulgallian rats?

Lightning storms?

Do those things frighten you?

Sort of, I guess.

The psych test is
no more or less important

than the rest of the process.

That's what they said

but I can't stop thinking
about it.

Thinking about what you
can't control only wastes energy

and creates its own enemy.

How can they know what
my deepest fear is when I don't?

By analyzing
your psychological profile.

They were very accurate
about everyone I tested with.

Including myself.

You?

I thought there was nothing

that could frighten
a Klingon warrior.

Only fools have no fear.

I'm sorry, Lieutenant.

I'm asking
too many personal questions.

It is very difficult for me

to depend on anyone
for anything...

...but especially for my life.

But on the Enterprise,
you do that every day.

Everyone depends on
everyone else to protect them.

Yes.

So you overcame it?

No. It is still my enemy.

With this new extricator,
sir, we could eliminate

three more bulky machines
from cargo space.

That's excellent, Number One.

Captain, there's an unauthorized
entry in main shuttle bay.

Unauthorized?

Who is it, Lieutenant?

Computer reads the lD number
of Jake Kurland.

Bridge to main shuttle bay.

Mr. Kurland, this is
Lieutenant Yar. Respond.

Isn't that area secured?

Not now, Remmick.

He's going to take
this out, Captain.

I'm locking off

bay launch doors, Captain.

Too late. He's using
the flight emergency override.

Smart kid.

Kid?

He's launching.

On viewer.

Lieutenant Yar, open channel.

Enterprise to shuttlecraft.

Mr. Kurland,
this is Captain Picard.

Mr. Kurland?

Captain, I'm going to Beltane lX

to sign on to a freighter.

Tell my father l...

I'm sorry.

You can tell him
yourself, in person.

Bring that ship back, at once.

No.

I can't face him.

I'm leaving.

Captain, he's unbalanced
the dilithium reaction.

I've lost power.

All he's got left is
his maneuvering jets, Captain.

At this trajectory

he'll enter the atmosphere
and burn up at an altitude

of 200 kilometers.

Probable impact?

Atmospheric entry, 78 seconds.

Options?

Tractor beam?

Not possible.

He's too far away
for a positive lock.

He's out of transporter range.

Captain, you are
completely responsible

for that boy's life.

Mr. Remmick, either get
out of my way and keep quiet

or I will have you removed
from the Bridge.

Viewer on shuttle cockpit.

Visual on main viewer.

Mr. Kurland?

I can't get the engine started.

What am I going to do?

I'm going to crash.

He needs another 50 seconds
for the core to cool down

before he can restart.

Stay calm, Jake.

We'll get you back.

Please, help me.

Jake.

It's no use, Captain.

I'm going to die out here.

He'll need another 30 seconds
before he can restart.

Irrelevant, sir.

Even if he restarts
his engine now

he will not have enough
thrust to escape impact.

Mr. Kurland, you are not
going to die out there.

You are going to do
exactly what I tell you.

Now...

take the nose
of the shuttlecraft

and aim it directly
at Relva Vll.

But... aim it at Relva?

I-I can't do that.

That's crazy.

Do it!

But I'll burn up!

28 seconds to impact.

Jake, listen very carefully.

This is Captain Picard,
and I am giving you an order.

Aim the shuttle at Relva.

Okay.

It's done.

Good.

Now, monitor your speed exactly.

When it hits.020,
I want you to restart the engine

and when I tell you,
pull up hard.

.020 speed.

Captain, l...
I sure hope you're right.

You'll just have to trust me.

.003...

.009...

.012.

Six seconds to impact.

Hold on, Jake,
it's going to be a little bumpy.

.015...

.019.

Restart the engine, now.

Pull up hard!

Yeah!

Incredible, Captain.

How did he do it?

I-I thought...

He built up enough speed

and then bounced her
off the atmosphere.

Mr. Kurland?

I assume
you can maneuver it home.

Yes, sir.

Do it.

Then report to Mr. Riker.

Yes, sir.

Very original, Captain.

But how did that child acquire
access to a shuttlecraft?

Kurland is a highly qualified

Enterprise Academy candidate--

fully trained in many areas

including shuttles.

Did this "full training"
include discipline?

Mr. Remmick, young men
sometimes make rash choices

which is why Mr. Kurland
will receive a strong refresher

specifically in discipline.

I'll note that in my report.

Hmm... full cooperation,
Number One.

You! I have a package
for Operations.

Where is it?

End of the corridor,
room on your right. 104.

Excuse me.

You blocked my path.

You Bulgallian sludge rat!

I'm sorry.

It was an honest mistake.

I apologize.

Is there a problem here,
gentlemen?

Uh, no, sir, l...

Look, how dare you?!

I am Rondon, you despicable

Mellanoid slime worm!

Liar!

Who do you think
you're bullying?!

You bumped into me!

It was your mistake!

You were at fault!

Do you want this
to become violent?

Friend...

I like you.

A very strange reaction.

Not really.

When he raised his hand,
I saw that it was webbed--

the sign of a Zaldan.

But you became hostile.

Zaldans are infuriated
by courtesy.

They view it as a form
of phony social behavior

designed to cover true feelings.

Congratulations, Mr. Crusher.

You handled that
particular instant very well.

Was this incident deliberate?

It's important to know
how you candidates

deal with other cultures,
other species.

Then it was a test.

Yes.

Not all tests are announced
or what they appear to be.

Zaldans have webbed fingers.

I wouldn't have passed.

You're an android, correct?

Yes, sir.

And as an android

you are programmed to
tell the entire truth?

Yes, sir.

There is a problem
with this ship, Mr. Data.

It's in the records.

Somewhere.

I need your help to find it.

All of the ship's records
are available to you, sir.

But this information
is very cleverly hidden.

Your Captain is not
what he appears to be.

Do not forget that you
have loyalty to Starfleet

above all else.

Loyalty is not the issue,
Commander.

There is nothing wrong
with Captain Picard

or the ship's logs.

Therefore, there must be
something wrong

with your original assumption.

That is not acceptable,
Mr. Data.

Acceptable or not, sir...

it is the truth.

Just how did this contaminant
get aboard the ship?

By accident, sir.

Meaning Captain Picard

has not standing procedure
for this type of situation?

No.

Meaning by accident... sir.

You don't like me
very much, do you?

Is it required, sir?

How would you characterize

your relationship
with Captain Picard?

We're Starfleet officers

who've known one another
for years.

Everything said here
is confidential, Doctor.

You can be completely
open with me.

About what?

About how you feel
serving with the man...

who is responsible

for the death of your husband.

My personal feelings
about Captain Picard

are irrelevant
to this investigation

and none of your business.

Then you confirm
the accuracy of the log report?

You violated the Prime Directive
of the Edo.

You deliberately interfered

with their laws.

Yes. It is exactly
as I explained it

in the log records.

All to save Dr. Crusher's son.

A member of my crew
was being held unjustly.

I stand by my decision.

Mr. Remmick, you've talked
to every member of this ship.

I think you've had enough time
to find out

whatever it is
you're looking for.

Are you afraid
if I keep looking

I'll find that you're guilty?

The only thing I'm guilty of

is allowing this charade
to go on so long.

Admiral, if it is me
you're investigating

ask me directly what
it is you want to know

and please tell me
exactly what is going on.

I need a little more time,
Jean-Luc.

How much time?

I won't tolerate my crew
being harassed any longer.

Remmick's full report
is almost ready.

I want to be here
when he presents it.

That has always
been my intention.

Commander Remmick,
report to Admiral Quinn.

On my way, sir.

This has been a strain
on our friendship.

I know.

Believe me, Jean-Luc,
I regret that.

But it has been necessary.

I can't get it.

Yes, you can.

Don't fight it.

Relax into it,
and let it come by itself.

No, it's going too fast.

Wesley, I can't do it.

Yes, you can.

You've got
your rotation factor.

Just put in
your vector coordinates.

Time elapsed.

Congratulations, Mordock.

That was the second
fastest time

ever recorded on this test.

You all did well.

No.

It should not have been
that way.

Mr. Crusher helped me.

Yes, I know.

An interesting choice,
Mr. Crusher--

especially considering how close
you and Mr. Mordock are

in overall score.

You all have an hour

to prepare for your last test.

The psych test, sir?

We prefer to think of it
as a psychological evaluation

based on reactions
to various individual problems

but, uh, "psych test" will do.

Sir?

Please sit down, Mr. Remmick.

Proceed with your report.

Admiral, I've done
my best to be thorough

during this investigation.

Continue.

I couldn't find
what you asked for, sir.

I spoke to officer
after officer, a-at length.

I pried into the ship's logs

and yet I could find
nothing wrong

except, perhaps

a casual familiarity
among the Bridge crew

but mostly that comes
from a sense of teamwork...

...and a feeling of family.

I'm sorry, sir.

I did my best.

Quite.

You're dismissed, Commander.

Yes, sir.

Captain Picard.

My tour in the lnspector
General's office

will be up in six months.

When I'm finished, this is where
I'd like to serve, sir.

Don't judge the young man
too harshly.

He's a good officer.

It's not him
I'm inclined to judge.

Don't judge me
too harshly, either

until I've finished.

We had to be very sure of you.

Some of us at Starfleet Command

became suspicious of certain
problems in the Federation.

What kind of problems?

Someone or something
is trying to destroy

the fabric of everything

we've built up
in the last 200 years.

What's your evidence?

I can't go into that.

There are
too many people involved.

What do you want from me?

I don't know whether the threat
comes from the inside

or whether it's from outside.

I need people I can trust

in strong positions
throughout the Federation.

You have my complete
support, you know that.

That's not enough.

I want to promote you
to admiral

and I want you to take over as
commandant of Starfleet Academy.

The Academy?

Yes.

The Academy?

I need you close.

Then there was never a problem
with the Enterprise.

No.

But I had to be sure
you hadn't been co-opted.

Then, Greg, uh...

this is... politics, and, uh...

...I, uh...

I'm not good at politics.

Surely there are others
who are better suited.

All right.

Even if I am wrong,
and I hope I am

you're still the best man
for the job.

I appreciate the value
of what you're offering.

It's not a decision
I can make quickly.

I need an answer soon.

All right.

You'll have it tonight, Admiral.

Thank you.

Mr. Mordock will be finished
with his psych test momentarily.

Mordock?

Are you all right?

I will be.

Mr. Crusher.

You're next.

Good luck.

I'm here.

I'm ready.

Maybe they forgot.

Breathe.

Got to remember to breathe.

Evacuate immediately.

65 seconds to seal-off.

Somebody, help!

There's something wrong
in the environmental lab!

Help!

Help! We're trapped.

I can't move!

Please, help me!

We're going to die in here!

The liquid hydrogen's

going to blow.

The shutoff valve's
ruptured. Hurry up!

My legs are crushed!

You've got to help me!

Give me a hand with this!

We're going to die!

Help me!

I can't!

It's too late!

30 seconds to seal off.

Come on!

If we don't get
out of here fast

they'll seal us in
to contain the explosion.

Come on!

You're not hurt!

I can't move through that!

Yes, you can!

You've got to!

20 seconds to seal off.

Come on!
I can't carry you both!

You're not hurt!

Ten seconds to seal-off.

Come on!

It's too late!

I'm sorry.

Officer Chang, there's...

Wesley!

It's all right.

Thanks.

An excellent performance,
Mr. Crusher.

Performance?

That was the test.

Yes.

A man could have died.

Theoretically, yes.

You had to make a choice,
and you did.

There's no right or wrong
about it.

Your greatest fear has been that
you couldn't make that decision.

Because of my father?

Because Capt...

Because someone
made that choice...

and my father died.

Sir?

Yes, Number One?

Mr. Remmick has left the ship.

Yes.

He found nothing wrong
on the Enterprise

and you can inform the crew

that Admiral Quinn
is most impressed.

Thank you.

They'll be pleased to hear that.

Can you explain now
what he was after?

They were after me, Number One.

They want me to take over

as commandant,
Starfleet Academy.

Congratulations.

What a wonderful choice, sir.

You'll be able
to shape the minds

of the future leaders
of Starfleet.

You haven't decided
what you're going to do.

Yes, I have, Number One.

I've decided
I'm going for a walk.

I'm proud of all of you.

You've done a superb job.

Each of you would make

a fine Starfleet officer.

It's unfair that only
one candidate from Relva

will attend the Academy
this year...

and a loss to the Federation

if the rest of you
do not return to test again.

Mr. Mordock will be
the candidate.

His results were
slightly higher

than Mr. Crusher's.

Congratulations, Mr. Mordock.

You're the first Benzite
in Starfleet.

Thank you, sir,
but it's not right.

It shouldn't be me.

Wesley lost points
because he helped me.

He should not be punished
for his generosity.

He wasn't.

He lost time,
but it wasn't only that.

Candidates, thank you.

And good luck.

I am sorry, Wesley.

It's okay. You deserve to win.

Besides, you would have
done the same for me.

Yes. I believe I would.

Congratulations.

Well, personally, I hate losing.

So you'd better be ready
next year, Wesley.

I won't be easy to beat.

Mr. Kurland.

Yes, sir.

Are you, uh...

feeling better?

Yes, sir.

Look, l-I'm sorry l-I damaged
the shuttle, Captain.

But Mr. Riker said
I can work on fixing it

as part of my
discipline training.

Good idea.

I hope you've learned

that running away
solves nothing.

Oh, yes, sir

and l-I am sorry I messed up.

But at least you kept your wits
about you out there.

Don't forget that.

No, sir.

And thank you.

Thank you for-for...

for saving my life.

That's my job, young man.

Yes, sir.

Mr. Crusher?

Why aren't you
in your dress uniform

for Admiral Quinn's
farewell dinner?

I didn't think
that would be appropriate, sir.

Why not?

I failed, Captain.

I didn't get into the Academy.

I failed you
and I failed the Enterprise.

Ridiculous.

Did you do your best?

Yes.

When you test next year--

and you will test next year--

do you think your performance
will improve?

Yes.

Good.

The only person you are truly
competing against, Wesley

is yourself.

Then you're not disappointed?

Wesley, you have to measure

your successes
and your failures within--

not by anything that l
or anyone else might think.

But, um...

if it helps you to know this...

I failed the first time

and you may not tell anyone.

You?!

You failed?

Yes, but not the second time.

Now...

you, uh, do me the courtesy

of joining us at dinner.

I have to disappoint
an old friend.

Wish I could convince you
to change your mind.

I'll serve you better here.

This is where you belong.

If you should need me...

I've been playing politics
too long.

Perhaps I see conspiracies
everywhere.

Don't worry.

Safe travels, my friend.

Set course for Algeron lV,
Mr. Crusher.

Course plotted
and laid in, sir.

Then shall we continue
with our mission?

Yes, sir.

Excellent.

Mr. Crusher...

engage.