All language subtitles for Star Trek The Next Generation S01E15

Picard:
Captain's log, stardate 41365.9.

The enterprise has been ordered
to starbase 74,

in orbit around tarsas III.

A routine maintenance check
of all systems will be made,

and certain upgrades completed,
including the ho/odeck,

with which we've had problems.

I anticipate a glowing report.

The ship has performed magnificently,
beyond anyone's expectations.

Coming into position.

Stand by to dock.

Ready to dock, sir.

- Engage mooring beams and lock off.
- Aye, sir.

And docking complete.

Thank you, number one.

And well done, all.

Computer: Starbase maintenance
approaching airlock 5.

Commander quinteros,
request permission to come aboard.

Granted. Welcome.

- Captain.
- Commander riker.

Quinteros: Commander.

You're late.
We expected you a week ago.

We were unexpectedly delayed
at omicron Pascal.

Is there anything specific you wish to
report, or that we should be aware of?

No. We're very pleased
with the operation of the enterprise.

I knew you would be.

I was in charge of the team
which put her together.

Are these gentlemen the bynars?

They're not gentlemen,
or ladies, commander.

They're a unified pair.
They're always together.

This is one zero
and this is zero one.

They just finished upgrading
the computers on the Wellington.

- Did a great job.
- Your reputation precedes you.

I'm very pleased
you're improving our system.

It is a great pleasure...

To work on
such a large mobile computer.

You have 48 hours,
because in 48 plus six,

we have an appointment
on pelleus v we must keep.

- I thought we'd...
- Have more time.

I'm sorry.
This mission can't be delayed.

If you want to postpone the work...

- No, this is...
- The best time...

- To do it.
- We can complete...

- Our work within...
- The time allotted.

They work very quickly.
But it'll be very tight.

Commander riker
and I will stay on board,

- be available should you need us.
- Thank you.

I don't think we'll need you
until we're ready for inspection.

The bynars seem perfect for this.

Even though this is the first time that
I've ever come in contact with them.

As I understand it, over time
they have become so interconnected

with the master computer
on their planet

that their language,
their thought patterns,

have become as close to binary
as is possible for organic beings.

It will be interesting to see
how they improve a computer

- as advanced as ours.
- Mm-hm.

Budge.
Well, I have a little work to finish up,

then I'm going to my cabin,
I'm gonna put my feet up,

I'm gonna turn on
my personal relaxation light,

and I'm gonna lose myself
in the pages of some old novel.

What about you, number one?
You've earned a rest.

I've never been very good
at organizing my time off.

Something will turn up.
It always does.

I'll be in my ready room.

And number one?

Good work.

I thought there were
only going to be two of you.

Because of the limited time
allotted us...

- We need others.
- Is there a problem?

- No.
- No. No problem.

Then why are you acting so excited?

- Because we have to...
- The stacking.

- To reconfigure the computer...
- To communicate with itself...

- More efficiently...
- And at higher speeds.

You act like you don't believe them.

I'm not sure that I do.
Maybe it's nothing.

Perhaps it's just the way
another species behaves.

Maybe.

I'm gonna stroll around the ship.
You've got the bridge.

- Keep your eye on them.
- Yes, sir.

Picard:
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.

We've been challenged to
a friendly game of parrises squares

by some of the
maintenance personnel.

Wanna join us on the starbase?

You've already got all the players
you need.

- We can switch off.
- No, you know,

if you do in parrises squares,
you lose the rhythm of the game.

- I can't talk you into coming with us?
- No, but win, all right?

The pride of the enterprise
goes with you.

Rest assured, commander, we will be
victorious at whatever the cost.

Worf, it's just a game.
A friendly little competition.

You work up a sweat,
you have a few laughs,

and you make new friends.

If winning is not important,
then, commander, why keep score?

I think he's pulling your leg.

Believe it or not,
worf is developing a sense of humor.

I hope so, for their sake. Good luck.

Computer, there's a power reduction
in section I-94. Explain.

Computer: Unoccupied sections
are being closed down

in order to clear space
in the main computer banks.

It is necessary to facilitate
the system upgrade.

Full power can be restored,
if needed.

La forge:
Well, what do you think?

Riker: Tell me what it's supposed
to be and then I'll give you my opinion.

It is an attempt at pure creativity.

What we're investigating is,
can data be creative?

And this is my attempt.

With guidance from geordi.

- I suggested the zylo eggs.
- Is that what those are?

Keep notes.

This project may turn out to be
of interest to scholars in the future.

- La forge: Really?
- Well, of course, think about it.

A blind man teaching
an Android how to paint?

That's got to be worth a couple
of pages in somebody's book.

You look like you're packing
to leave forever.

Oh, commander riker.

No, I'm just, uh, gathering my notes.

Professor Terence Epstein
is at the starbase.

Riker:
Is that someone I should know of?

He's the leading mind in cybernetics.

He lectured at my medical school.

You know the disaster
at micromius?

Well, since then I've been working
on an approach

that combines cybernetics
and regeneration.

It sounds impossible, I know,

but I have found an approach
that will work.

I mean, what an opportunity.

To have a chance to talk
with doctor Epstein.

Sorry, will, I'd love to chat
but I have to go.

- How's it going?
- We are almost done.

- The deviation...
- Caused by a previous...

Probe has been corrected.

- You may use the equipment...
- Anytime you wish.

How much has been changed?
What exactly did you do?

- Enhancement.
- Nothing more.

- Would you like to try...
- The enhancement?

All right.

What should I choose?

Computer, I'd like some place to play
some music, a little atmosphere.

Computer: Specify. —jazz.

Computer: Era?
Riker: Circa 1958.

- Computer: Location?
- Kansas City.

New Orleans.
Bourbon street bar, New Orleans.

- Around 2:00 am.
- Computer: Program complete.

Enter when ready.

Very good.

Very good indeed.

Now I'll need someone to play with.
A trio.

Piano, bass and drums,
and a bone for me.

Now an audience.

Whoa. Too many.

I was thinking of something
a little more intimate.

Great job, boys.

But, computer, blondes and jazz
seldom go together.

Now that is truly exceptional.

But more sultry.

Gentlemen, if this is what
you call enhancement,

you've got a gift for understatement.

What's your name?
Tell me you love jazz.

My name is minuet.
And I love all jazz except dixieland.

- Why not dixieland?
- You can't dance to it.

My girl.

What's a knockout like you

doing in a computer-generated gin joint
like this?

- Waiting for you.
- Waiting for me?

- You can't be serious.
- Oh, yes, will.

I've never been more serious
in my life.

Can I ask you a question
about the bynars?

Why not just ask them?

What is that high-pitched sound
you make?

- That is our...
- Primary language.

How can you process information
at that speed?

- We store information...
- With these buffers.

- We receive information...
- All the time.

- And save it...
- Until we need it.

How did you happen
to develop this ability?

- It happened over...
- A long period of time.

To have a society so intermixed
with computers,

it has tremendous advantages.

- And a few...
- Disadvantages.

Everything under control,
ensign crusher?

Fine, sir. I was just trying to find
something out about the bynars.

- Where's commander riker?
- He's in holodeck 4, sir.

Shall I call him for you?

No, I'll go down there myself.

- Keep me apprised.
- Yes, sir.

Hey, man, the chick digs you.

- What makes you say that?
- Hey, look at her.

Maybe it's my music.

Yeah, well, about that,
don't give up your day job.

Too real.

You go that straight, slim.
Too real is too right.

- Thanks for letting me sit in.
- Ain't nothing to it.

I'm gonna have to leave for a while
to see to my duties.

- Your work's very important to you.
- It is me. It's what I am.

Can we dance once before
youleave?

Sure, why not?

- How did you learn to dance so well?
- From following you.

I can anticipate your lead.

So tell me about your work.

What is it about it that consumes
and enthralls you?

Very interesting choice of words.

That's exactly what it does.

- You're very fortunate.
- I know that.

To be exactly where you wanna be.
And it's great that you realize it.

I'd be a fool not to realize
how lucky I am

to be on this ship,
serving with these people.

- It's like a dream come true.
- Mm.

- Just like this.
- A dream? Is that what this is?

Is that what I am?

I know you're
a computer-generated image.

But your smell, your touch,
the way you feel,

even the things you say
and think seem so real.

Minuet: Thank you.

How far can this relationship go?

- I mean, how real are you?
- As real as you need me to be.

- Astounding.
- Captain.

- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt.
- No, it's all right. Come on in.

You picked a wonderful locale.

This is something
I might have chosen myself.

- Aren't you going to introduce me?
- Yes.

Of course. Captain picard,
this is minuet.

Minuet, captain Jean-Luc picard.

The spirit of that city
can always enchant my soul.

I have been hoping to meet you.

Oh, have I been the subject
of conversation?

Indirectly. Come, join us, Jean-Luc.

- A glass of wine?
- Thank you.

Will was saying how much he enjoys
this assignment.

It's a credit to you.

For a ship and crew to function well,
it always starts with the captain.

You set the tone.

At this moment,
it is you who are setting the tone.

The sophistication of this programming
is remarkable.

In what way?

The holodeck has given us woodlands
and ski slopes, figures that fight,

and fictional characters
with whom we can interact, but you,

you're very different. You adapt.
You spoke to me in French.

It was very simple.

When I heard your name, I merely
accessed the foreign-language bank.

That's very impressive.

Now what are you doing?

I am awaiting inspiration.

Wesley: Commander data?

This is commander data.
Go ahead, please.

I'm getting an indication of possible
trouble in main engineering, sir.

- Can you be more specific?
- I'm afraid not.

I'm reading a problem with
the magnetic containment field

which contains the antimatter.
Could you come up here?

We'll go to engineering
since that's where the trouble is.

Don't disturb the captain
or commander riker

- until we check this out.
- Aye, sir.

Bridge, this is main engineering.

Wesley: This is the bridge.

Are you running
any test programs up there?

- Wesley: No.
- Are the bynars?

Not to my knowledge.
Is there a problem?

I don't know.
There's no one on duty here

and we're getting
some very strange readings

- from the magnetic-containment field.
- The field is deteriorating.

Contact the captain immediately.
I am initiating red alert.

Data, I can't maintain the integrity
of the containment field.

Engineering to captain.

If the antimatter is released,
the ship will be destroyed.

Nothing I do has any effect.
I'm losing it.

Data, I've rechecked every circuit.
This is not a misread by the computer.

Computer, situation analysis.

Computer:
Estimate release of antimatter

in four minutes, 18 seconds.

Seventeen seconds.

- Sixteen seconds...
- Engineering to bridge.

- This is the bridge.
- Data: Alert starbase.

Inform them we are abandoning
the ship. Tell them why.

Initiate automated sequence
for departure.

Set course and speed
to put maximum distance

between the enterprise
and any inhabited planets.

Shouldn't we wait
for the captain's approval?

Data: There is no time.

Based on all information presently
available, the decision is correct.

This is lieutenant commander data
speaking for the captain.

Abandon ship. This is not a drill.

All personnel. This is not a drill.

I say again, abandon ship.

All personnel. This is not a drill.

Abandon ship.

Computer: Decks 2 through 4
to cargo transporters.

Decks 5 through 10, proceed to
transporters 1, 2, 3 and 4.

Decks 6 through 16,
proceed to transporters 5, 6, 7,

8, 9 and 10.

Transporter chief:
Hold your positions, please.

Computer: Decks 17 through 28,
- prepare to energize.

- Proceed to transporters 11,
- and energize.

12, 13, and 14.

- Decks 29 through 42,
woman: Over here, please.

Computer: Proceed to transporters
15, 16, 17, 18, 19 and 20.

This is not a drill.

This is not a drill.

Man: Well, key it up again.

- What's going on?
- Please stand out of the way.

- The enterprise is being evacuated.
- — why?

- Some problem in engineering.
- Get a security team together.

Aye, lieutenant.

Data: Ship's log, supplemental.
This is lieutenant commander data.

I have put the ship
on automated departure

and ordered the complete evacuation
of the enterprise.

Everyone remaining is leaving on foot
or beaming off.

Computer, where are the captain
and commander riker?

Computer: All decks empty.

Curious. The captain is usually
the last to leave.

Let's go. We've only got 41 seconds.

- I think we're the last.
- I hope we are.

Did you see the captain
and commander riker?

- No. Are they not here on starbase?
- Tasha: No. We thought that...

You mean they're still on board
the enterprise?

Yes. Sir, where is
your transporter room?

- We have to beam back and get them.
- You haven't time.

Man: This is starbase 74.

The enterprise magnetic field
is regenerating.

- Wait a minute. How is that possible?
- Man: Unknown.

Tasha: That changes nothing.

The captain and commander riker
must be in trouble or they'd be here.

Now, look, your ship is almost clear.

And the boy never found out?

Oh, yes, but not until later
when he came back into the room

- with his little sister.
- I'll bet both of them were all smiles.

Yes, but by that time both of them
had been found out.

You handled that
in a very thoughtful way.

You're very good with people.
Don't you agree, Jean-Luc?

She's so very different
from the other images

we've experienced
on the holodeck, isn't she? She's...

She's more intuitive.

It's as though she'd been
plugged into my subconscious.

She already knows what I want her
to say before I'm aware of it myself.

Picard: I suppose it's an
understandable progression.

Computers make decisions
based on input

and we humans give off
a multitude of subtle signs

that can communicate our emotions.

It's uncanny.

I could develop feelings for minuet,
exactly as I would for any woman.

Doesn't love always begin that way?

With the illusion more real
than the woman?

Oh, Jean-Luc,
spoken like a true frenchman.

- Well, I think I'll be leaving.
- Oh, don't go.

- Two's company.
- We have time. There's no rush.

- I'd really like it if you would stay.
- Yes, captain, stay.

This is your diversion, number one,
not mine.

- Wait. We haven't danced.
- I don't dance.

- Then some more wine.
- No, thank you.

Wait. Please. Please, don't go.
You can't. Not yet.

Why? What's the matter?
Why can't he leave?

Exit.

Captain to bridge. Situation report.

Riker to bridge.

Computer, explain red alert.

Computer:
Initiated as a programmed response.

The magnetic field containing
the antimatter had weakened.

There was no fail-safe available.

- Why wasn't I notified?
- Computer: Unknown.

Present condition?

Computer:
The magnetic field is now restored.

Containment is restored.
Propulsion is at maximum efficiency.

Locate lieutenant commander data.

Computer:
Not on board the enterprise.

Picard: Explain.

Computer: All enterprise personnel
except the captain and first officer

- have been evacuated.
Picard: Evacuated?

- Was the situation that critical?
- Computer: Yes.

- Are we still clocked at the starbase?
- Computer: No.

Position report.

Computer: Coordinates 4159.26
by 81921 by 312.

Heading 233, Mark 45.

Destination?

Computer: Planet bynaus
in the beta Magellan system.

The bynars?

Am I to understand the bynars
have stolen the enterprise?

Computer:
That information is not available.

- It's the bynars and you're part of this.
- Yes.

They made you the lure
to keep me here.

- Programmed you while I was relaxing.
- Yes.

When they saw your interest in me,
they thought I could distract you

- and keep you here.
- That explains riker. What about me?

Your being here
was just a fortunate happenstance.

What do they want with me?

What do they want
with the enterprise?

I am not programmed
to give you that information.

Come on, number one.
We've gotta regain control of our ship.

Okay, so what do we do?

Which is the nearest
starfleet vessel?

- The trieste.
- Data: I know the trieste.

- Too small, too slow.
- Plus, it's 66 hours away.

Where are the bynars?

- I haven't seen them.
- Then they are obviously still aboard.

Another starfleet vessel must be sent
to intercept the enterprise at bynaus.

They might be taking the ship
to their home planet.

What makes you think so?

It is the best place for us to start.

Picard, access.

Picard:
Captain's log, supplemental.

We now know who
has commandeered the enterprise.

The bynars.

We can't communicate
with the bridge.

Commander riker and / will now try
to regain control of our ship.

- This way.
- That's toward engineering.

That's our first step.

Verify containment
and initiate auto-destruct.

Initiate auto-destruct?

Our ship has been commandeered
by a force of unknown size and intent.

We're here alone.
We must assume the worst.

If we don't regain control,
then no one else must have it either.

The one decision involving
the operation of this vessel

which requires you and I
to be in total agreement.

- It's the time that concerns me.
- As to that, there's no option.

- It's a five-minute countdown.
- Sufficient to get to the bridge.

Once there, either we'll get control
of the vessel,

shut off the auto-destruct,
or we won't.

This vessel must not fall
into hostile hands.

Then let's set it and get going.

Computer:
Recognize picard, Jean-Luc, captain.

Recognize riker,
William t., commander.

Set auto-destruct sequence.

Computer:
Does the first officer concur?

Yes. Set auto-destruct
sequence now.

Co m p ute r:
Auto-destruct will detonate

in four minutes and 59 seconds.

The only place we can stop this
is on the bridge. Let's go.

What do you make of this, sir?

Picard: An enormous amount of data
is being received

and stored in the main computer.

- Just stored. Why?
- That's another piece of this puzzle.

Computer: Bridge access denied.

They've locked it.
We must find another way to get in.

One of us could beam
into the bridge.

It takes several seconds to materialize.
You wouldn't stand a chance.

I could beam into the turbolift,
force the doors, take them by surprise.

We'll both beam in, simultaneously,
to different areas of the bridge.

With luck,
one of us will be a distraction.

There must be only four minutes left.

- Still no response from the enterprise.
- They would answer if they could.

Someone else has control
of the ship.

- Do you think I am responsible?
- Responsible?

How could you possibly
have known?

My station is on the bridge.

You can't be on the bridge
every second, data.

You are wrong, geordi, I can.

I do not need rest or diversion.

I should not have been painting.
I was negligent.

Tasha:
It's a pointless discussion, data.

You could have been on the bridge
and it still might have happened.

Commander quinteros,
you have three ships in here.

We need one of them now.

Quinteros: We're rushing repairs
on the Melbourne.

But it's still 18 hours
until she'll be ready.

There's nothing else you can do.

Set coordinates for main bridge.
Port forward for me, aft for you.

You're on pad 2.
I've set a ten-second delay.

Set phasers on stun.

Number one, good luck.

Riker: Over here, captain.

Why did you steal my ship?

Please try to...

Help us.

Cancel auto-destruct.

Com pute r:
Does the first officer agree?

Affirmative.

Co m p ute r:
Auto-destruct canceled.

We're in orbit around bynaus.
How are they?

They appear dead.

See if we can get some answers
from bynaus.

Their main computer is off.

All sensors reveal that all
the equipment on their planet is inert.

They can neither send
nor receive any messages.

What about all those people who are
totally dependent on their computer?

Are they still functioning?

They're probably like
these bynars here. Dying.

What is this about?
Why steal the ship and bring it here?

What is their purpose?

They went to a lot of trouble
to clear computer space.

Let's see what they stored.

Captain, it's enormous.

Every byte of free space
in the computer has been filled.

They must have made a core-dump
from their world into our computer.

I can't get in.

I wish they'd left a note.

- Maybe they did.
- Minuet.

Tell me what this is all about.

A star in the bynar system went
supernova, and they miscalculated.

The electrical-magnetic pulse
from the explosion

was going to knock out
their main computer.

And so their only choice was
to transfer all the stored information

and shut down until after it passed.

And then reactivate their system
and transfer the information back

to the main computer.

Enterprise has the only mobile
computer large enough to handle

- all that information.
- So, what went wrong?

Why are they dying?

The star went supernova
before it was expected.

And you were late arriving
at starbase 74.

Why didn't they say something?
Why didn't they just ask for help?

I don't know.
I don't have those answers.

- Is there anything we can do?
- Yes.

Return the data stored
on the enterprise's computer

back to the one on bynaus.

- How can we do that?
- You don't know?

Yes, if I had the file name,
but we don't. Do you?

I don't know
what you're talking about.

They wouldn't intentionally hide it,
make it difficult for us to find.

It must be right in front of our faces.

We should contact starbase 74
and see if anyone can decipher this.

They're dying.
They meant you no harm.

It was their world
they were trying to save.

Help them, will. Hurry.

Please.

Starbase 74, this is the enterprise.
Do you read me?

This is starbase 74.
Captain picard, what is your situation?

We'll go into that later. Now I must
speak to lieutenant commander data.

Data: I am here, sir.

The bynars have stored an enormous
amount of material in our computer.

We need to access it and we can't.

The access would be available
by code or password.

Yes, I know that, data,
but what could it be?

File names can be anything, sir.

They want us to find it.
They would have kept it simple.

Then a name. Or a place.

It could be something personal.

In this case, in binary language,
which is ones and zeroes,

in groups of eight or 16 characters.

Would they have kept it that simple?

Try it. Picard out.

That's the file. It'll work now.

Now access the file,
start the transfer.

So much for that idea.

Picard:
Let me get on the other position.

The bynars always work in pairs.
Maybe that is also required.

Uh-huh. It appears to be successful.

Now their system's started up.

A resident diagnostic program
is running.

Their system is absolutely incredible.

- Our world...
- Is reactivated.

- Our people...
- Express their gratitude.

- We will return to...
- Your starbase for whatever...

- Punishment your system...
- Requires of us.

Why didn't you just ask for our help?

- You might have...
- Said no.

But there was a very good chance
we would have said yes.

- Our need was too great...
- To risk rejection.

So you stole it.

Their reason
was part of the binary thinking.

For them there are only two choices,
one or zero, yes or no.

Why did you lure me to the holodeck
and hold me there?

Because we knew we might die.

- And we needed someone...
- To restore our computer.

And you did.

No one has been hurt,
you have achieved your objective.

You have your planet back in order.

We have our ship.

Well, it's been some time
since I had the com.

But not to worry, number one,
you're in good hands.

Starbase 74, warp 2.

Engage.

Everything's under control.

Computer: USS enterprise
has cleared starbase perimeter.

- Is everything all right?
- We're fine. Everything is in order.

But now I want a complete check,
all systems, all divisions.

- What about the bynars?
- Hand them over to quinteros.

There will be a hearing.

- We understood that...
- Would happen.

Tasha: Follow me, please.

While these things are being checked,
permission to leave the bridge, sir.

Permission granted.

What is a knockout like you

doing in a computer-generated gin joint
like this?

You're not minuet.

She's gone.

I tried variations of the program.
Others appeared, but not minuet.

Maybe it was all part
of the bynars' programming.

But you know, number one,
some relationships just can't work.

Yes, probably true.

She'll be difficult to forget.