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RAFFI NARRATING: Previously on
STAR TREK: Picard...

When you first learned
that the Romulan sun was going to explode,

you left the Enterprise
to command the rescue armada.

A mission to relocate
nine hundred million Romulan citizens

to worlds outside the blast
of a supernova.

The decision to call off the rescue

and to abandon those people
we had sworn to save,

was not just dishonorable,
it was downright criminal!

The daughter of the man whose death
I have been mourning for two decades,

comes to me for help and assistance.

And then she is assassinated
by a Romulan death squad,

who will then go and try and find
and destroy her twin sister.

I have to find Bruce Maddox.

RAFFI: I found Maddox.

Bruce Maddox is on Freecloud.
And once we get there, you're on your own.

Why do you wanna go to Freecloud?

Have we met?

Agnes Jurati.

Doctor Jurati is the Earth's
leading expert on synthetic life.

My name is Soji.

I'm working with Hugh
on the Reclamation Project.

I know who you are! You are Seb-Cheneb.
You are the Destroyer.

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(CHATTERING)

(IN ROMULAN) Run, sisterboy!

(IN ROMULAN) Bite me!

- (WOMAN SPEAKING ROMULAN)
- Hello, hello.

- How good to see you all again.
- (MAN SPEAKING ROMULAN)

Yes, yes. I am.
I know you're all worried,

but the Federation and Starfleet
are here to help you settle.

You have my word.

(WOMEN CHANTING)

(IN ROMULAN) He's coming!

(IN ROMULAN) Greetings, sisters.

(WOMAN SPEAKS ROMULAN)

(IN ROMULAN) Let yourself be seen.

(IN ENGLISH) You haven't stopped talking
about Admiral Picard since he left.

Can't you find something to say to him?

What did you bring me?

What did I bring you?
Well... Now, let me see.

The Three Musketeers by Alexandre Dumas!

(CHUCKLES)

Enjoy.

You're making the admiral uncomfortable,
Elnor.

He dislikes displays of emotion
and he's not overly fond of children.

Not at all.

Someday I may get used
to the Way of Absolute Candor.

Why don't you like children?

Because they're demanding,

distracting and interfere with duty
and pleasure alike.

My feelings are hurt.

I actually did think you were fond of me.

Correct.

I like you very much.

The sisters in Southeast Station
tell us things went well there.

Ten thousand new refugees.
The help of the sisters was invaluable.

The Federation owes a debt
to the Qowat Milat.

How long can you stay?

As always, our house and our hearts
are open to you.

Can we read the book?

Yes, of course.

But in three days I have to be in
Central Station to meet the next convoy.

Because last time you promised that...

A promise is a prison, Elnor.

Do not make yourself another's jailer.

And that reminds me, Zani, last time,
I made you a promise

that I would try
and find some sweet hanifak.

But I totally forgot that promises
were prisons so...

Uh.
Uh-uh.

(CHUCKLES)

It can't be easy being the only boy
in a house of women.

You must get lonely sometimes.

Yes. He is loved,
but he does not belong with us.

I understand.

It's so good of you to have taken him in
the way that you have.

I will find him a more suitable place.
Soon.

En garde!

D'Artagnan, who, though wanting
in practice, had a profound theory,

redoubled his agility.

Jussac, anxious to put an end to this,
springing forward,

aimed a terrible thrust at his adversary,

- but the latter parried it, and while...
- What does "parried" mean?

I'll show you tomorrow.

And while Jussac was recovering himself,

D'Artagnan glided like a serpent
beneath his blade

and passed his sword through his body.

Jussac fell in a heap.

D'Artagnan then cast an anxious and rapid
glance over the field of battle.

I'm busy, Raffi.

What do you mean
"synths have attacked Mars"?

What will this mean for our mission?
Will it continue?

Of course.
It must.

Tell Elnor I'm sorry we didn't finish
our fencing lesson, but...

Well, I'll be back soon.

Picard. Ready for transport.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Hi.

Oh, you're reading.
I won't...

Be my guest.

So, space turns out to be super boring.
Go figure.

What were you expecting?

I don't know.

It's so empty. I mean, of course, right?
It's right there in the name, "space."

It's not like it's called
"vast quantities of stuff."

Although, come to think of it,
there are over three billion stars

in our galaxy alone
and ours is one of two trillion.

There are a septillion known planets

so maybe it should be called
"vast quantities of stuff."

Like, why focus on the negative?

I caught up on two years
of back issues of the.

Journal of Theoretical Cybernetics
including the Festschrift

for Professor Kwok.

I watered your plants,
you're welcome.

I was gonna watch a holo but weirdly
all you have on board is Klingon opera.

Long story.

I used to live with a guy
who liked paper books. I bothered him too.

What did he used to do about it?

He was my dad.

He had to put up with it.

What's your book about?

The existential pain of living
with the consciousness of death

and how it defines us as human beings.

That's not a conversation killer at all.

I totally wanna talk about

the existential pain of living
with the consciousness of death.

- RAFFI: Rios!
- Oh, thank God.

I just checked the nav log.

Where the hell are we going?

Says he needs to make a stop.

- He needs to?
- Picard?

What stop?

Vashti, in the Qiris sector.

Vashti. Man can't even take a guilt trip
without using a starship.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

- Hold!
- Holomatrix paused.

MR. HOSPITALITY: Is it inaccurate?

Everything seems absolutely correct
in every particular.

We rebuilt your study
to the exact specifications.

I see that.

Your "Mr. Zhaban" supplied me
with the holoscans.

He thought you might feel more at home.

It seems a little odd that a working ship
should have a hospitality hologram.

I came with the basic installation, sir.

(CHUCKLES) But you're right,

hospitality emergencies are rare
on this vessel.

In general, the captain
keeps his own company.

(DOOR RINGS)

Come!

RAFFI: You wanna go to Vashti?

Are you out of your goddamn mind?

I hate that fucking Hospitality Hologram.

That you even suggest it makes me,
seriously, question your mental state.

The idea of going there isn't just
a bad idea. It's... It's bizarre.

Look! Dahj's sister is in grave danger.
She may already be dead.

I am as eager to get to Freecloud as you.

Uh, did I ever say I was eager
to get to Freeclou...

Do... Do I seem eager to you?

I would say more apprehensive.

Look. I... I'm gonna be straight with you.

Oh, well,
that will make a refreshing change.

(SIGHS)

Come!

Uh...

Is this a, a secret meeting? Or?
Am I technically part of the crew now?

Please, Doctor Jurati, join us.

Raffi here was questioning my sanity.

You know what? Fine.
Let's go to Vashti.

Check out that big statue of you.

I mean, they must've put up at least one.

If they did,
somebody's probably stolen it by now.

Qiris sector's sketchy nowadays.
Serious power vacuum.

Smugglers and petty warlords like
Kar Kantar basically run the show.

Kantar got hold of an antique
bird of prey somewhere

and has been running wild
from Vashti to Daimanta.

You didn't already tell him this?

He said,
"Lay in a course for Vashti, Rios."

And what? You just obeyed
like a good Starfleet officer?

I assumed he knew.

But the Qiris sector
is in the Fenris Rangers territory.

Was.

The Rangers just do not have the resources

to keep up with the chaos
out there anymore.

Also, Vashti is a hotbed
for the Romulan Rebirth movement.

But you're just gonna drop in
and pick yourself up a nun?

O... Okay. Well, now somebody has to
tell me what we're talking about.

JL wants to hire an assassin.

They are not assassins
and you can't hire them.

The Qowat Milat have to choose you.

Romulan-warrior nuns.

That's a real thing?
How bizarre.

I know... knew some Qowat Milat.

On Vashti alone they helped Raffi and me

relocate more than
a quarter of a million refugees.

And they are the most skilled

single-combat fighters
that I have ever seen.

And the most feared enemies
of the Tal Shiar.

Sounds like you already owe them more
than they owe you.

What... What makes you think
they're gonna help you now?

They have their own criteria

on whether to give or withhold
their assistance to a cause.

And what is that?

Let's just say that I am confident
that they will find ours worthy.

And if they don't,

the Way of Absolute Candor means
that they won't hesitate to tell us.

What's "the Way of Absolute Candor"?

It's their primary teaching.

Total communication of emotion without
any filter between thought and word.

And it runs entirely counter to everything
that the Romulans hold dear.

Resume.

JL, losing Dahj has you thinkin' about
Vashti and the kid?

- Elnor.
- Okay.

But you remember
what we used to say back then?

One impossible thing at a time.

We have to stick to the plan.

Freecloud.

I may never pass this way again.

I'll be in my quarters.

Anyone else think the Way of Absolute
Candor sounds potentially annoying?

(IN ROMULAN) Professor Ramdha,
what can you tell us about Ganmadan?

(IN ROMULAN) Ganmadan is what our
ancestors called the Day of Annihilation.

When you say "annihilation"...

Of everything.

All life, everywhere.

When all the shackled demons
break their chains,

and answer the call of.

The Destroyer.

Used to be home?

Of a sort.
For a moment.

Security!

Standard Romulan planetary defense system.
Bought secondhand.

The Fenris Rangers helped them
to install it.

It's primitive but effective.

Your basic impenetrable shield
of orbital-killer drones.

Every 30 minutes a transit zone opens up
in a random spot in the network.

If the system clears you,
you have a minute to pass through.

Try to come and go without clearance
and you're met with immediate kill-fire.

Do we have clearance?

I'm working several angles.
But so far, no.

Call Central Station.
Tell them it's me.

That was the first thing we did.

Frankly, they were not impressed.

Very well.

Suggestions?

A cash gift is always appropriate.

(CHUCKLES)

(EXHALES)

(IN ROMULAN) Hello.

(IN ROMULAN) Hello.

Jolan tru,
Qowat Milat.

- Jolan tru.
- SISTERS: Jolan tr...

You got old, Admiral Picard.

You didn't.

I remind you this is a house of truth.

(CHUCKLES)

I thought we would never see you again.

I don't have the right.

But I need your help one last time.

(IN ROMULAN) Sorry.

NAREK: Poor Ramdha.

She's always been
a bit of a tormented soul.

You know her?

I'm not surprised
she tried to take her own life.

I don't know why I feel so drawn to her.
But it's my fault.

Something about me set her off.

Don't blame yourself.

She is disordered.

When she looked at me,
I felt seen.

Even though she didn't like what she saw.

I see you, Soji.

I'm a trusting person, Narek.
That's my default. But I don't know.

You kind of challenge my paradigm.

Give me another chance?

How did you know I was going
to the disordered ward just now?

I didn't.

Have you been watching me?

Not in the way that you mean it.

No uniform, no insignia, no rank.

You go anywhere you like on the Artifact.
And you know things.

Are you Tal Shiar?

No.

If you were Tal Shiar,
would you also answer "no"?

(CHUCKLES)

Yes.

Do you know what happened
to Ramdha's ship, to the Shaenor?

No.

Who does?

I don't know.
I...

I would imagine there are some kind
of records on the Borg databases here.

Those are classified.

Do you have access to them?

No.

But I might know someone who does.

How's the paradigm?

Paradigmatic.

Come on.
I wanna show you something.

Where are we going?

I'm gonna teach you
an ancient Borg ritual.

- The Borg didn't have rituals.
- That's what everyone thinks.

This program you watched,
the one with Ramdha. It was in Romulan?

A talk show called Yrrh Mnrrh.

(IN ROMULAN)
Who taught you such excellent Romulan?

(IN ROMULAN)
An old friend of my father's.

A professor at the U.

(IN ENGLISH) Seattle.
Sometime before May 12, 2396,

when you shipped out for the Beta Quadrant
aboard the Ellison.

So, you have been watching me.

Here we are.

The ventilation return.
Take off your shoes.

What?
(LAUGHS) Why?

Borg ritual.
Shoes off.

Now, watch this.

(SHORT, QUICK BREATHS)

(KISSES)

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

(WHOOPING)

(LAUGHS)

Yeah!

Yeah!

Terran passenger lists
are a matter of public record.

Which is shocking
to a Romulan sensibility.

But strangely, there's no record that you
were a passenger on the Ellison that day.

Well,
I was.

Are you calling me a liar?

To hell with you.

What about the Borg data files?

The ones that might explain what happened
on the Shaenor. To hell with them too?

What are you doing, Narek?

The same thing you're doing.

Feeding an insatiable curiosity.

(SIGHS)

- Damn.
- What?

Somebody ID'd him.

He's blowing up on personal com traffic
down there.

Good blowing up or bad blowing up?

Bad.
Catastrophically bad.

We should get him out of there.

No, not now, Raffi.
I need more time.

These aren't love letters, JL.
There's a lot of anger.

I am quite safe here.

I'm picking up an incoming ship.

Just at the limit of the scanner range.

Moving kind of slow.
Looks like that old bird of prey.

I'm glad you're safe.

We're about to get a visit
from Kar Kantar.

Well, you do what you have to do.
And I need more time. Picard out.

ZANI:
We do what we can to maintain peace.

Half the sisters serve as qalankhkan,
freeblades patrolling roads and waterways.

Helping travelers, defending Romulan
and Terran alike.

Do the Qowat Milat still bind their blades
to a singular cause?

If the cause is judged worthy.

Uh, no.
Thank you, Elnor.

Elnor?

You feel shame seeing Elnor.

I always imagined that you had found
a suitable place for him.

So many things we imagined back then
never came to be.

Yeah, but it's not just Elnor.

It's everything here. The poverty,
the degradation, the ethnic strife.

- When I left here, there was none of this.
- Because you could not save everyone,

you chose to save no one.

Yes.

I allowed the perfect
to become the enemy of the good.

You have not spoken of your purpose yet.

I infer that you have come to obtain
the services of a qalankhkai. Why?

I am taking on the Tal Shiar alone.

So, your cause is a desperate one.

It is to me.

Another rescue?

(SIGHS) If I'm not too late.

You're not too late to rescue Elnor.

He does not belong here.

Once the evacuation ended, we simply
never found a better home for him.

He completed his training?

Last Spring.

So, he really is a Qowat Milat?

No. And as a man,
he never can be.

But he is openhearted.

And apart from this display

of the reticence you always seem
to inspire in him, forthright.

And his fighting skills
are truly formidable.

And you would send him away?

He might find himself in serious danger.

He might die.

He will.

Before that comes to pass,
it would gladden my heart to see him live.

When you bind your sword to a cause
is there some kind of protocol? A ritual?

Do... Do I go on my knees or...
I do hope not.

Between the two of us,
my knees are not what they used to be.

You tell a story, I listen.

Simple.

I had a friend called Data.

- It's usually a sad story.
- He died.

He gave his life to save mine.
And I have missed him ever since.

Did you ever miss me?

Of course I did.

Continue.

Well, recently I've learned that Data...
This is complicated.

That Data had two offspring.

And one of them, her name was Dahj,
was murdered in front of me.

The other one, I believe,
is in serious danger.

And I have to find her before
the Tal Shiar do.

- The Tal Shiar?
- Yes.

- And this other sister. Is she an android?
- Mm-hmm.

You told me stories about Data.

He had an orange cat named Spot.

That's right.
(LAUGHS)

I've still never seen a cat.

Well, if you come with us, you might just
run across one or two of them.

Why do you need me?

Because I failed to protect her sister.

But you don't know where she is
or if she's even alive.

No.

- What about the man who built her?
- It's just a guess.

Are you being pursued?

Likely.
(SIGHS) Anticipated, actually.

All that is why you need someone.

Why do you need me?

Because I'm an old man
and you're a young one. And you're strong.

Zani told me that you are one of the best
fighters that she has ever seen.

It seems to me that my quest
has the appropriate criterion.

Will you come with me?
Will you bind your sword to my quest?

Now that you have a use for me?

Now that I have value to you?

- You left me on my own, old man.
- I never meant to...

I see no reason not to do the same.

Elnor, it...

Rios, it's Picard.
I'm ready for transport.

RIOS: Copy that.
Next window opens in seven minutes.

(CHATTERING)

(IN ROMULAN) Hello.

(IN ROMULAN) Waiter.

Waiter!

You may call me gTenqem Adrev.
We've met before. Once.

Have we?
Forgive me, I...

Oh, it was in another lifetime
and I was another man.

A Romulan Senator,
if you can believe it.

I had the honor of being present
the day you addressed the Hall of State.

The very embodiment of Starfleet.

Making such eloquent and generous promises
on behalf of the magnanimous Federation.

The great Saint Picard.

- Senator...
- I found it extremely moving.

I was very touched.
We all were.

There were tears in my eyes.

Thank you.

And then you went away.

And when you returned,
you brought the ships.

Those great big
Wallenberg class transports.

We all packed and boarded the Nightingale.

Five generations of parents
and grandparents.

Siblings and spouses, and children.

And the Nightingale brought us here
to Vashti.

We had so little time.

There were so many of you to save.

And so little to be expected
from Starfleet.

I did everything I could.

And then you gave up.

Skantal.
Bidran.

(IN ROMULAN) My friends.

I grieve.

(IN ENGLISH) No one asked
for your pity, Picard.

Just as no one asked for your help.

You and Starfleet had no understanding
of Romulan ingenuity,

resolve, self-sufficiency.

You took advantage of us at the very
moment where we doubted ourselves.

Enticed us with your empty promises.

And did everything in your power
to scatter, confuse and divide us.

That is not so!

- I promise! You...
- You promise?

You promise.

Give him your sword.

No.

(GRUNTS)

ADREV: Come on.

No.

ELNOR: Please, my friend.

Choose to live.

(SPECTATORS GASP)

I regret your choice.

(IN ROMULAN) I have bound myself
to Picard as qalankhkai.

Anyone who threatens him

will be choosing to die.

Enough, Elnor.

The Federation has failed you all.

I failed you all.

I broke faith with you...

and the result was terrible.

Pain and loss for you all.

And I am sorry.

RIOS: Picard, ready for transport.

A tan galang is no match
for a disruptor, sisterboy.

- RAFFI: JL.
- Yes, now!

That man did not deserve to die.

Yet he chose it. Fight a Qowat Milat
and the outcome is not in doubt.

Now, you listen to me carefully!

I will benefit by your skill
and your courage

but if you bind yourself to my cause,
I will tell you when to fight

and when to refrain.

Is that understood?

- Yes.
- Swear it.

I swear.

Doctor Jurati, Raffi...
This is Elnor.

A boy with a stick.

I have to ask you, what made you decide
to bind yourself to my cause?

It met the requirements for worthiness.

And it seemed like you needed me
after all.

What is the requirement for worthiness?

A qalankhkai will only bind herself,
himself, to a lost cause.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(IN ROMULAN) Light!

(IN ENGLISH) What? Did you think
it was your little robot friend?

I take it she's anatomically correct.

(CHUCKLES)

(SIGHS)
Makes perfect sense.

You've been studying her kind
your whole adult life.

Waiting for her.
Planning for her.

Wondering what it would be like
when you finally saw her.

Now, here she is.

Why is she obsessed with Ramdha?

What happened when
the Cube assimilated the Shaenor?

Why did its crew
and passengers lose their minds?

Who were they?

What have you accomplished on my behalf?

I've planted the first seed of doubt.

Really?

One whole seed.
Impressive...

I know how to handle her.

If I press her too hard,
it might activate her.

Then we'll have another situation
like on Earth.

And then they'll both be dead.

That is the goal, you know.
To kill them.

Yes, all of them.

Which is something I can't do
until we find out where she came from

and where the rest of them are.

And in the meantime, you slide ever deeper
into your own obsession.

Have you entertained for even a moment
that she might be the one handling you?

She was sent to this Cube for a reason.

Your little robot girl has a plan.
Don't forget that.

I know full well... Who is she,
Narek?

Who is she?

(CHOKING)

Seb-Cheneb, the Destroyer.

(PANTING)

I'll give you and your seed one more week.

After that if I don't have the location,
we go back to good old pain and violence.

- (GRUNTS)
- That's Kantar. Near miss. Hold on.

HOLOMATRIX:
Engaging auto-evasion protocols.

RIOS: That old heap's targeting system
is primitive,

but the planetary security net worries me.

Just get us the hell out of here.

HOLOMATRIX: Shield strength at 89%.
Can you go faster than that bird of prey?

Maybe not outrun him
but I can definitely outfly him.

We should be...
(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(IN SPANISH) Emmet,
I could use a little help!

(IN SPANISH) You fly,
I'll shoot.

HOLOMATRIX: Weapons online.

(IN SPANISH) They're pushing us
into the security net.

(BEEPING)

(IN SPANISH)
You gotta be kidding me.

You'll come within range of the drones
in nine point four seconds.

What happened to shooting them?

(IN ENGLISH)
Hold on.

HOLOMATRIX:
Routing additional power to thrusters.

Routing additional power
to inertial dampeners.

(IN SPANISH)
Too close to the net.

Where did that come from?

RAFFI: Trying to get a read.

No ID. No transponder.
Great timing though.

(IN SPANISH) Hideous ship.

(IN SPANISH) Magnificent pilot.

Bastard.

That pilot's hailing us, JL.

Open a channel.

Oh...

Open the channel.
Put him on.

He's asking permission to beam over.
His ship's breaking up.

- Nah. Too risky.
- His shields are failing.

- Raffi, beam him in. Directly here.
- Do it.

Elnor.

RAFFI: Got him.

Seven of Nine?

You owe me a ship, Picard.

(SCOFFS)

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