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Captain's Log, Stardate 42625.4.

We are entering orbit around the eighth planet

in this previously unmapped Theta 1 16 solar system.

We diverted from our scheduled course

when a passing Klingon cruiser

reported discovering pieces of a strange vessel

in the upper atmosphere of this planet.

We have come to investigate.

Nasty.

Nitrogen, methane, liquid neon.

Surface temperature -291 degrees Celsius.

Winds up to 312 meters per second.

Not exactly a vacation planet, huh?

Hmm-mm.

Not unless you like ammonia tornadoes.

But I have found indications of debris

in an elliptical orbit.

You keep me informed.

The sooner we find out what the Klingons think they saw

the sooner we can get the hell out of here.

Sounds good to me.

Ooh, nasty.

Come.

Fermat's Last Theorem.

You familiar with it?

Vaguely.

I spent too many math classes

daydreaming about being on a starship.

When Pierre de Fermat died, they found this equation

scrawled in the margin of his notes--

"x to the Nth plus y to the Nth equals z to the Nth

where n is greater than two"

which he said had no solution in whole numbers

but he also added this phrase, "remarkable proof."

Yeah, that's starting to come back to me.

There was no proof included.

Mm-hmm.

And for 800 years

people have been trying to solve it.

Including you.

I find it stimulating.

Also, it puts things in perspective.

In our arrogance, we feel we are so advanced

and yet we cannot unravel a simple knot

tied by a part-time French mathematician

working alone without a computer.

Captain, we've detected some sort of debris in a loose orbit.

Can you identify it?

No, sir.

I suggest we beam a section aboard for analysis.

Make it so, Number One.

We've locked onto something with markings on it.

What sort of markings?

Uncertain.

Energize.

We've got ourselves a little puzzle, Number One.

Yes, sir, I guess we have.

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.

Analysis bears out

that the object was definitely terrestrial in origin

dated mid-21st century.

No, no.

No Earth ship of that time

could have traveled out this far.

Nevertheless, that is what our tests indicate.

And the markings we discovered

are consistent with this hypothesis.

Any indication of what destroyed it, Data?

That is even more significant

than the object itself, Counselor.

On several of its surfaces

the molecules seem to have disintegrated.

Disintegrated, how?

Almost as if they were hit by a weapon from our time.

Curiouser and curiouser.

Captain, we've detected a large structure on the planet.

It's a building of some sort

situated on a plane of frozen methane

smack in the middle of a tremendous storm belt.

I don't believe this.

That structure is surrounded with breathable air.

Is there any connection between that structure

and the ship fragment that we found?

Unknown, sir.

Suggestions?

Well, just one, sir.

We go down there and have a look.

Breathable air.

No life forms that might be dangerous.

I think we could risk a minimal away team, Number One.

Give me a moment, gents.

We're dealing with an extremely narrow access point.

Phasers on stun.

Ready when you are.

I believe we've got it now.

You have a green light

Commander.

Energize.

Those ammonia storms are less than a kilometer away.

Yet they do not appear

to penetrate this breathable zone.

It's like the eye of a hurricane.

Commander, what is that?

A door.

The structure must be here

yet... we cannot see it.

Enterprise, this is Commander Riker.

As your readout shows, this is an unusual place.

Completely calm, no sound, no movement

yet a few hundred meters away, storm is raging.

Any information about the structure?

Yes, sir.

There's an antique revolving door.

It could be an entrance.

Revolving door?

Number One, proceed with caution.

Yes, sir.

Well, this is what we came here for.

Captain, we're entering.

Enterprise to away team, come in.

We're receiving no signal at all from them, sir.

Transporter Room, lock on to the landing party

beam them up.

We've got nothing to lock on to, sir.

Riker to Enterprise.

We've entered the structure.

Riker to Enterprise, come in.

Come in, Enterprise.

When they went through that antique doorway

the signal just disappeared, sir.

What's causing the interference?

Unknown.

They receiving us?

No.

We're going to have to recalibrate all the frequencies

to find one that'll work.

Then do it.

Sir, without communication, we should beam up immediately.

We're here.

There's no danger.

We'll look around, then leave.

Checking in, gentlemen?

You'll have to go to the front desk.

Very good.

We'll start with that.

Welcome, gentlemen.

Have a nice trip?

Do you know us?

We've been expecting you.

A trio of foreign gentlemen.

Yes, we're from the United Federation of Planets.

Of course you are.

Welcome to the Hotel Royale.

Excuse me.

Did Rita call?

I'm busy.

You're busy?

This is my life I'm talking about here.

Now, did Rita call or not?

No, and for your own good

you better quit thinking about Rita.

I'm not afraid of Mickey D.

Then you're a fool.

Anybody with any sense is afraid of Mickey D.

If Rita calls, you let me know.

The kid's just asking for trouble.

Rita's too much for him to handle

and Mickey D. is going to plant his face in the pavement.

Now, here are your room keys.

And some complimentary casino chips.

Enjoy.

What is this place?

How did a being like you get here?

Why, this is the Royale, of course.

And my personal life

is really none of your business, thank you.

What he means is, what planet is this?

I beg your pardon?

This planet-- what do you call it?

Earth.

What do you call it?

We call it Theta Vlll.

How charming.

Commander.

Yes, Data?

None of these people are emitting life signs.

You mean, they're not alive?

Then what are they?

These beings-- are they machines

or mere illusions designed to deceive us?

Not illusion, Lieutenant.

They do exist

but they do not register as either man or machine.

Take this creature, for example.

He does not exhibit any DNA structure.

Excuse me, son.

Look who's talking.

Man, you sound just like my ex-wife.

All right.

Time to get down to b'iness.

What sort of "b'iness"

do you suppose he is getting down to?

Status report.

We're attempting to employ alternate encoding schemes.

There could be hundreds of possible combinations.

Is there an intelligence causing this interference?

Mmm, that's impossible to tell, Captain.

It's unlike Commander Riker not to follow procedure.

When he lost contact with the Enterprise

he should have returned immediately

to the beam-down coordinates.

I don't feel he's in any danger.

In fact, if I could choose one word to assess his mood

it would be amused.

"Amused"?

What about some chips there, mister?

Yessiree! Ha ha ha.

Oh.

You're new around here, aren't you?

Yes, sir.

Sit down.

I'm going to teach you how this game is played, boy.

Go ahead, ante up.

I'll be.

He wants you to cut the cards.

Ah, is this poker?

No, no blackjack.

Blackjack.

Accessing.

Ah, also known as "21."

A number which defines the object of the game.

Picture cards are worth ten

aces, one or 1 1

all other cards, face value.

Boy, you're right.

You are right.

Pretty smooth.

Run them, boy.

Make them nice.

Because there ain't no bread in the house.

21, 21, 21.

Don't look at your hand, honey.

That gal has got to win.

Now, honey, you got 15 and the dealer's showing ten.

Do I hit, Texas, or do I stand?

If you got to win, you got to hit.

Hit me.

Oh.

-Aw. -Damn!

Shoot.

Hit me.

Twenty-one

and a winner.

Yessiree!

Hit me.

Another, please.

Don't you think you've had about enough?

If the objective of the game

is to approach a total of 21 points

I will definitely need another card.

Yeah.

Boy, you have got the brass.

Do you know what the odds are on a five-card charlie?

Hell, you're just throwing your money away.

Hit me.

How did you...

Ooh!

Shut my mouth.

Hey, you're not one of them card-counting fellows, are you?

The number of the cards and their values

remain quite constant.

What would be the purpose in counting them?

Yeah.

You having fun, Data?

Fun, sir?

While there is a certain amount of enjoyment involved

I am mainly conducting research into...

Save it. We're getting out of here.

Understood, sir.

You guys are holding up the game.

Our apologies, sir.

I'll watch your chips.

Oh, thank you, sir.

Hey...

the hat.

Sorry, sir.

Deal them up.

Progress?

We've accessed the range of encoding scheme alternates.

The difficulty is in the frequency range

and the interference is highly variable.

See, the problem may be

with the envelope covering the structure.

There are hydrogen-carbon helix patterns throughout.

Any transmissions are simply scattered

and refracted at random.

No wonder you can't get through.

Exactly.

Those are some fairly aggressive computations, Lieutenant.

I'm comparing the molecular integrity

of that bubble against our phasers.

Is penetration possible?

I don't know just yet.

It may be an option.

I'd like to run this test.

Make it so.

Let's try that again.

Let's find another way out of here.

Excuse me.

Excuse me, aside from the main door

is there another exit I might use?

Oh.

Excuse...

Excuse me.

Say, I was wondering if you could tell me...

It has a good deal of structural integrity, Worf.

Permission to use phaser, sir.

Granted.

Sir, I can find no other exits.

I believe we are trapped here.

Captain's Log, supplemental.

We remain in orbit around Theta Vlll

still out of contact with the away team.

We're almost there, Captain.

We'll be able to attempt contact in a few minutes.

Captain, the situation down there has changed.

In what way?

Commander Riker has become tense...

closed in.

He's feeling trapped.

Phasers are totally ineffective on all surfaces.

Sir, our options appear quite limited.

We don't have any.

If we're going to get out of here

we're going to have to do it on our own.

I'm going to get some answers out of that desk clerk.

Are you crazy?

Wrong.

I'm finally getting some smarts.

You think you're going to scare Mickey D. with that gun?

I'm going to make him leave Rita alone.

Kid, she's a big girl.

And she's Mickey D.'s girl.

Not anymore.

Not after tonight.

Look, kid, I like you.

I don't want to see you get hurt

especially over some dame.

Don't call her that.

You'll see.

You'll see how tough Mickey D. is.

He's nothing.

I want some answers.

I'm sure the concierge will be happy...

We would like to get out of here now.

The Royale's exits are clearly marked.

That's not good enough.

If you have a complaint about the service

you've received during your stay here

you can always take it up with the manager.

Fine, I'd like to see him immediately.

I'm afraid the manager is very busy.

Riker, can you read me?

Yes.

There is a good deal of interference, Captain

but you are getting through.

Number One, why haven't you left that building?

We tried, sir.

It seems like we're trapped in here.

We're in no immediate danger

but I am concerned.

Something about your location is interfering with communication.

We are working on the problem.

Standing by, sir.

Captain, these frequencies are unstable.

Then find others.

Yes, sir.

What is going on down there?

Commander.

I am picking up something most unusual

in another section of this structure.

It appears to be human DNA.

Where?

31.9 meters above and to the right of us.

Perhaps those turbolifts could take us there.

Seems to be malfunctioning.

The reading I received is from behind this door, sir.

My reading is intensifying, sir.

Are you getting any life signs?

None, sir.

Definitely human.

Male.

Looks like the poor devil died in his sleep.

What a terrible way to die.

He has been dead for 283 years, sir.

The lack of any advanced decomposition

is due to the sterile environment.

Why would anyone go to all this trouble?

It's just window dressing for a dead man.

Commander.

Is this significant, sir?

American.

52 stars, sir.

Places it between 2033 and 2079 A.D.

Correlates with the debris we found.

Rest in peace, Colonel.

Picard to Riker.

Finally.

Riker. Go ahead.

You're coming through clearly now.

What's your situation?

Well this structure was apparently

made to resemble 20th century Earth.

All attempts to exit have failed.

We haven't found a way to transport you back yet.

I assumed as much, sir.

We've also located the remains of a human.

Request identity scan.

Colonel Richey, American, first initial "S."

Roughly the same time period.

Do it.

Commander, some curiosities.

Books.

A novel-- Hotel Royale.

Summarize, please.

Information retrieved, Captain.

Number One.

Go ahead, Captain.

We have the information you requested.

Colonel Stephen Richey was the Commanding Officer

of the explorer ship Charybdis

which had a terrestrial launch date of July 23, 2037.

It was the third manned attempt

to travel beyond the confines of Earth's solar system.

Its telemetry failed.

It was never heard from again.

Do you believe that you've discovered

the remains of Colonel Richey?

Yes.

And, Captain, we found something else--

a novel by Todd Matthews entitled Hotel Royale

which is the name of this structure.

Data.

Captain, this is the story of a group of compulsive gamblers

caught up in a web of crime, corruption and deceit.

It is told by nefarious lothario, Mickey D.

who appears only at the climax of the story

to carry out the cold-blooded murder of the hotel bellboy.

There is also a subplot

about an older man conspiring with a younger woman

to murder her husband.

She is squandering her inheritance...

Captain, this novel and everything Data just described

seems to be exactly what's happening at this hotel.

Extraordinary.

There's also one other thing--

a diary with only one entry

obviously made by Colonel Richey.

Can you read it?

Yes.

"l write this in the hope

"that it will someday be read by human eyes.

"l can only surmise at this point

"but apparently our exploratory shuttle was contaminated

"by an alien life-form

"which infected and killed all personnel except myself.

"l awakened to find myself here in the Royale Hotel

"precisely as described in the novel I found in my room.

"And, for the last 38 years, I have survived here.

"l have come to understand that the alien contaminators

"created this place for me out of some sense of guilt

"presuming that the novel

"we had on board the shuttle about the Hotel Royale

"was in fact a guide

"to our preferred lifestyle and social habits.

"Obviously, they thought

"this was the world from which I came.

"l hold no malice toward my benefactors.

"They could not possibly know

"the hell that they've put me through.

"For it was such a badly written book

"filled with endless cliche and shallow characters

I shall welcome death when it comes."

I understand, Number One.

Now we know why all that is there.

Why can't you get out?

Number One.

Yes, sir.

Lieutenant La Forge has a thought.

He believes we can phaser a slice in the field

surrounding the structure.

That means the atmosphere of the planet would instantly rush in.

Our projected survival

would be approximately 12 seconds.

Correct.

The cryogenic process would be nearly instantaneous.

But I assume you could revive us?

Yes...

in theory.

You must understand, Number One.

We'll wait here for months if necessary.

We're just considering options.

If you're trying to motivate us

to find our own way out of here, you've succeeded, Captain.

Yes?

There is a female voice asking if we want room service.

I believe she's asking if we want the room cleaned.

Tell her no.

No.

What did she say?

She said the kitchen will be open 24-hours

if we change our minds.

We're going to explore the rest of the hotel.

We'll keep a com line open.

You two, go down to the lobby

and see if there's anything that we missed.

You talk to the guests.

Try to find out who, or what, they are.

I'll check the rest of the floors.

Computer, locate and display the text of the novel

entitled Hotel Royale, by Todd Matthews.

Accessing.

If the cause of the difficulties is in the novel

we may find the solution within its pages.

Ah.

"lt was a dark and stormy night..."

That's not a promising beginning.

It may get better.

I suggest we separate

and blend in with these beings.

Casual queries offered inconspicuously

might prove fruitful.

I need a four.

Give me a four.

Damn!

Oh, shoot!

How much do I have left here?

Honey, now you know it's bad luck

to count your chips at the table.

Yeah?

Excuse me, sir.

Might I inquire, where are you from?

Lubbock, Texas.

And how did you get here?

To Vegas?

I drove my car.

I got a '91 Caddy with only 80,000 miles on it.

Where is your automobile now?

Out front, I suppose.

What the hell difference does it make?

Could you take me there?

Hit me.

I'm losing my shirt.

Son, why would I want to do that?

Can't you see I'm trying to help this little lady?

I believe you are trapped inside the Royale

just as I am.

Sure does seem that way when you're losing, don't it?

We're just trying to turn this lady's wagon around

and win back some lost change.

Otherwise, she's in a desperate situation

and she's got nowhere to turn.

Well...

almost nowhere.

I stay, right?

I wouldn't.

The odds favor standing pat.

What do I do?

Do you want a card or not?

Hit me.

Oh, too many.

Oh...

I've almost lost it all.

What am I going to do?

There, there, there...

What did you find?

Nothing.

Rita just called.

She did?

What did she say?

It was kind of hard to tell.

She was crying.

Crying?

Damn!

Mickey D. thinks he can treat people any way he wants.

Well, that's all over now.

You were told.

It's not for you to make the call.

It's for Rita.

Well, she sent me to tell you.

Okay, boys, look we can't afford to have any trouble in here.

Why don't you just take this outside?

Yeah.

I like that.

Come on, baggage man.

Let's you and me take it outside.

When I was a kid, I used to look up to you guys.

The suit, the fancy shoes--

I really thought that made you somebody.

But you're nobody.

I don't believe this dialogue.

Did humans really talk like that?

Not in real life.

Remember, everything that's going on down there

is taken from what Colonel Richey calls

a second-rate novel.

Rita, she could do something with her life...

With your permission, sir.

She's somebody, she's my girl.

You got her on the stuff.

That's the only reason she stays with you--

because you feed her sickness.

You got to let me help her.

Well, why don't we just go outside and talk about it?

Just watch yourself.

Don't worry.

No, it's all part of the novel.

Don't interfere.

You should have listened to me, kid.

No woman's worth dying for.

Killing for, not dying for.

Riker to Enterprise.

Yes, Number One.

A bizarre incident just took place.

The shoot-out between the bellboy and Mickey D.

Yes, and Mickey D. just walked out the door.

How did he do that?

It's on page 244.

In the novel, right.

How does it end?

A bad love affair ends in a bloody shoot-out.

The hotel gets bought out, and life goes on...

such as it is.

The hotel gets bought? By whom?

It isn't specific.

It simply refers to "foreign investors."

Sale price: 12.5 million United States dollars.

They return home, leaving the assistant manager in charge.

Captain...

that's how we're getting out.

We're buying this place.

It is all a question of probabilities.

Quite simple, really

if one bets with any sequential consistency.

Elaborate.

The combinations totaling seven or 1 1

have considerable value when achieved on the primary attempt.

With eight variations possible to create those totals

the likelihood of those totals occurring

is not significant, however...

Okay, okay. Can you do it?

I believe so, sir.

Eight's the point.

Eighter from Decatur.

Tennessee to wise.

Do it, do it.

Oh, snake eyes.

Single digits on each cube are not at all desirable.

You're almost broke.

Relax, honey.

It's only money.

Yeah, but if you lose it all

I won't even have a place to sleep.

Don't you worry your little head, honey.

I'd never let that happen.

Let's go, baby.

Here they come.

Seven, out.

Your turn, slick.

Go to work.

Maybe this turkey will bring us some luck.

Six, six is your number.

Hell, my blind grandma can make a six, boy.

Come on, roll them.

I thought seven and 1 1 had value.

Actually, six is a valid point.

Of course, now the objective is to roll a duplicate six

before hitting seven.

But that probability of making a six

is no greater than that of rolling a seven.

There is a certain degree of random fortune involved.

I believe that is why they call it gambling.

Yeah.

Seven, seven away.

Next shooter.

So much for your new turkey.

Give slick another shot.

I got a feeling about you, boy.

Commander, these cubes are improperly balanced.

I believe their final resting position would be a...

Can you repair them?

I believe so.

I will make another attempt.

Baby needs a new pair of shoes.

1 1! Attaboy.

Do that a few more times

we're all going to get well.

Seven, winner.

And another one.

Keep going, boy-- we got them hot now.

Let's go, let's go.

Double them up, here we go.

Keep it rolling, boy.

Keep it rolling.

Seven a winner!

Status, Number One?

We're having a nice run of luck, Captain.

Don't get out of character, Commander.

Sir?

The foreign investors in the book

are described as "flamboyantly generous."

Yes, sir.

I understand.

Whoo! Big seven.

Look at that.

Tex, darling.

You're brilliant.

Yeah, and I'm good-looking, too.

Isn't that enough?

No, don't want to come up short.

You are keeping count?

Yes, sir. $12.3 million.

Perhaps I will bet...

$700 thousand.

No, bet it all.

But, sir, the sale price of this edifice

is $12.5 million.

We need some spreading around money, Data.

-Sir? -Bet it all.

Here you go.

A little something for you, Ziggy.

A little something for those cocktail waitresses.

Why don't you run this outside

and give it to the parking lot attendants?

You're very kind, sir.

Here you go, Vanessa.

A little something for you, too.

Thank you.

When the train comes in, everybody rides.

Yeah, and I'm getting off at this station.

After 18 passes, air gets a little too thin

for this country boy.

I'm betting against you fellows.

Are you nuts?

I do not believe that is a prudent choice, sir.

Hey, that's what horse racing's about.

Roll them, boy.