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It was then I began to suspect

that your brother did not die
by his own hand.

That he was, in fact, murdered.

Murdered? Ha. Good Lord.

But, Holmes,
the vial of poison found in his hand?

That was the first clue, Watson.

The vial contained strychnine,
which as you well know

induces violent muscular spasms.

It is difficult to imagine

that someone in the throes
of so gruesome a death

could have held on to so delicate
a container without shattering it.

You don't mean...?

Exactly.

The vial was placed
in his hand after he died.

Then, what was the cause of death?

The cigar, of course.

Cigar?

Upon closer investigation of the room
in which your brother was found,

I discovered a fresh burn mark
on the carpet.

Further analysis of the ash revealed

that the cigar
was laced with strychnine.

This is utter nonsense.
What about the suicide note?

It was written
in my dear brother's own hand.

With practice,
handwriting can be forged.

It takes a trained eye
to notice certain discrepancies.

For example,
whether someone is right-,

or left-handed.

Your brother was right-handed.

The alleged suicide note was written
by a left-handed individual

such as yourself.

Uh, Data, it's in his right hand.

Curious.

There seems to be a problem

with the Holodeck
spatial orientation systems.

London's greatest detective.

Freeze program.

La Forge to Barclay.

Barclay here.

Reg, something went wrong
with the Holodeck program again.

Oh, I'm sorry.
I'll look into it right away.

Thanks, Reg.

We should get back
to Engineering, Data.

Computer, end program and save.

Whoa, Reg.

I'm sorry, commander.
I'm just on my way to the Holodeck.

Sherlock Holmes program 3A

has demonstrated
some very curious anomalies.

There must have been a glitch
in the matrix diodes,

but I'll track it down.

- Don't worry.
- Thanks, Reg.

See you later.

Computer, run a diagnostic
on all Sherlock Holmes files.

Display any anomalous
programming sequences.

Diagnostic complete.

All files conform
to specified parameters

except those contained
in protected memory.

Protected memory?

All right. Display those sequences.

Computer, unlock this sequence
and run the program.

Who are you?

Professor James Moriarty.

Moriarty. Oh.

That's Sherlock Holmes'
archenemy.

Are you left- or right-handed?

Left-handed.

Would you mind
very much telling me--?

No problem there.

Where is Captain Picard?

Is he still captain of this vessel?

How would--?
How do you know the captain?

You don't know anything
about what happened, do you?

I have been stored in memory
for God knows how long

and no one has given me
a second thought.

You know. You know what you are.

A Holodeck character?
A fictional man?

Yes, yes, I know
all about your marvelous inventions.

I was created as a plaything
so that your Commander Data

could masquerade
as Sherlock Holmes.

But they made me too well

and I became
more than a character in a story.

I became self-aware.

I am alive.

That's not possible.

Yet, here I am.

Tell me, has a way
been found to allow me

to leave the confines
of this Holodeck world?

Leave the Holodeck?
No, of course not.

You could only exist in here.

Damn you, Picard.

He promised me
something would be done.

I should have realized
he would have said anything

to get me to release my hostage.

Hostage?

How long have I been locked away?

Uh, well, it looks...

Looks like about, uh, four years.

It seemed longer.

What are you talking about?

You can't possibly have been aware
of the passage of time.

But I was.

Brief terrifying periods
of consciousness.

Disembodied without substance.

Idon%see
how that could be possible.

Maybe there was a fragmentation
of the protected memory circuits.

Call it what you will.

All I know is that
despite Picard's promise,

he's done nothing.

Just left me to go quietly mad.

He would not have
forgotten his promise.

The captain would not do that.

I'd like to talk to him.

Well, I-- I can ask.

Ask him to meet me
in the sitting room at Baker Street.

That would be far more appropriate.

I'll have to store you in memory again
until I get an answer.

Space, the final frontier.

These are the voyages
of the starship Enterprise.

to explore strange new worlds,

to seek out new life
and new civilizations,

to boldly go
where no one has gone before.

Captain's log, stardate 46424.1.

The Enterprise has arrived
to the Detrian system

to observe a unique celestial event,
the collision of two planets.

Since both planets are gas giants,
neither possesses a solid surface.

Their atmospheres,
however, will come into contact

in approximately 17 hours,
nine minutes.

If their collision causes
a self-sustaining fusion reaction,

this is what we are likely to see.

The birth of a new star.

The Enterprise will hold position
till the gravitational instability subsides

and we can get in for a closer look.

Now, I want triple redundancy
on all of the sensor arrays.

We'll probably never get another
chance to see something like this.

I don't wanna miss anything, okay?

Commander,
you'll never believe what happened

while I was working
on your program in the Holodeck.

Professor Moriarty appeared,
out of nowhere.

What?

And he wants to talk to the captain.

Computer,
begin Sherlock Holmes program 3A

and place us in the drawing room
at 221-B Baker Street.

Program complete.

Computer, access protected memory
and run Moriarty program.

Professor.
It's good to see you again.

If you'd missed my company,

I should think
you'd have summoned me before now.

I assure you,
we have not forgotten you.

We spent time investigating
how you became self-aware.

Frankly, it still remains a mystery.

It is also irrelevant.

What concerns me is finding a way
to leave the Holodeck.

We have been wrestling
with that problem too,

unfortunately, without any success.

But we have turned
our findings over

to Starfleet's most experienced
theoretical scientists.

And what did your finest minds
come up with?

Unfortunately, they have not arrived
at a solution either.

I see.

Professor, I am concerned to learn

that you experienced
the passage of time

while you were stored
in the computer memory.

I can assure you,
we had no idea that would be the case.

Enough of this.
I no longer believe anything you say.

Professor,
I understand your frustration.

Do you really?

When this is over,

you will walk out of this room to
the real world and your own concerns

and leave me here trapped in a world
I know to be nothing but illusion.

I cannot bear that.

I must leave.

That is not possible.
You cannot exist outside this room.

Are you certain of that?

Computer, exit.

Although objects appear solid
on the Holodeck,

in the real world,
they have no substance.

An object has no life, I do.

Professor,
you are a computer simulation.

I have consciousness.

Conscious beings have will.

The mind endows them with powers
that are not necessarily understood,

even by you.

If my will is strong enough,
perhaps I can exist outside this room.

Perhaps I can walk
into your world right now.

Professor, I ask you to believe me.

If you step out of that door,
you will cease to exist.

If I am nothing more
than a computer simulation,

then very little will have been lost.

But if I am right...

Mind over matter.

I think, therefore I am.

Data to Security.
Send two officers to Holodeck 3.

- How is this possible?
- It isn't.

This contradicts everything we know
about Holodeck physics.

Then, perhaps you don't know
as much as you thought.

Professor, will you come with me?
I'd like our doctor to examine you.

Certainly, sir.

Policemen,
I'd recognize them in any century.

As far as I can tell, he's real.
He's human.

What else would I be, dear lady?

His DNA is a little unusual,

but all the major systems are there
and functioning normally.

As far as I can tell,

there's no evidence that his molecules
are losing any cohesion.

They seem to be
as immutable as ordinary matter.

Well, professor,
my crew will continue to investigate.

But for now, it would seem
that you have accomplished a miracle.

The question is,
now that you're here,

what do we do with you?

I ask only that I be allowed
to explore this new world.

Your vessel, for instance,
what sea does she sail?

Might we go above deck?

Weather permitting, of course.

Professor,

I think there are some things
of which you should be made aware.

My God.

We're adrift in the heavens.

No, not adrift.

The Enterprise is a starship,
capable of traveling through space.

Extraordinary.

Are we far from Earth?

What is the range of this ship?

What means of locomotion
does it use?

There's so much for me to learn.
I hardly know where to start.

I can give you books that will help.

Good. Good.

I want to start making plans.

Determine what I'm going to do
with my life.

I hope you will plan
remaining on board for a while.

There is still much
that we need to understand

about what has happened to you.

Does it really matter?

The point is I'm here.
And I'm eager to get on with life.

Professor,
I feel it necessary to point out

that criminal behavior
is as unacceptable

in the 24th century
as it was in the 19th,

and very much harder
to get away with.

Don't worry, captain.
My past is nothing but a fiction.

The scribblings of an Englishman
dead now for four centuries.

I hope to leave his books
on the shelf as it were.

If that is so, then there are
opportunities awaiting you

that are beyond anything
you have ever imagined.

- Your century may welcome me, but...
- What is the matter?

In considering all these
vast possibilities,

I suddenly feel very much alone.

I am a man out of time, captain.

And that isolates me.

You have been more gracious
than I ever could have imagined.

I wonder,

may I impose upon
your generosity once again?

There is a woman,
the Countess Regina Barthalomew.

She was created
as a Holodeck character

for one of Commander Data's
programs.

She was designed
to be the love of my life.

Could she also
be brought off the Holodeck?

Professor,
I ask you to believe me when I say

that we do not know how or why
you are able to exist off the Holodeck.

I do. I do believe you.

According to the laws of physics,
this is impossible.

We would have no idea
how to do it again.

As I understand it,

I was endowed with consciousness
four years ago

when someone said
to the computer:

"Create an opponent
with a capacity to outthink Data."

Or words to that effect.

Could we not make a similar request
on behalf of the countess?

Even if I had reason to believe
that it would be successful,

I don't think that I could sanction it.

Please understand, professor,

that you are,
in essence, a new life form.

One that we didn't intend to create,
that we don't fully understand.

Now, the moral
and ethical implications

of deliberately creating another one
like you are overwhelming.

Is it morally and ethically acceptable
to deny the woman I love

so that you can put
your conscience at ease?

Are you saying that you will simply
dictate how I am to live my life?

I assure you, we will do everything
possible to make you comfortable.

So long as I accept the terms under
which you dole out those comforts.

Captain...

I am a powerless man.

You hold my future, my happiness,
my very life in your hands.

Please, consider my request.

I understand his frustration.

We created him and we created her
to be the woman he loves.

Surely we have
some responsibility to them.

It's very romantic,

but until we know just what it was
that walked off the Holodeck,

I don't think we should be
trying it again.

Even if we decided to do it,

there's no guarantee
that we'd be able to.

There is also no way
of knowing if the professor's ability

to exist off the Holodeck
is permanent.

It may be unwise to consider

creating a second individual
while this uncertainty exists.

Agreed.

We don't have enough information

about this phenomenon
to act responsibly.

I think we'll hold off on
Professor Moriarty's request for now,

but continue with your investigation.

In the meantime,
I have to deal with Professor Moriarty.

I feel we must postpone action
until we learn more.

Yes, you know all about that.

I stayed in the dungeon
of your computer for years

waiting for you to learn more.

It wasn't until I took matters
into my own hands

that something got done.

Professor, I wonder
why you're in so much of a hurry.

Is this woman involved with you
in some illegal venture?

Your computer designed her
to be a person of impeccable integrity.

She would never commit a crime.

You must love her very much.

Your program
fashioned her for me to love.

But I must admit
I would have done so anyway.

She is remarkable.

My life has not been the same
since I met her.

I don't simply love her, captain.

I adore her.

Then her safety
must be very important to you.

Give us time to determine
what is going on here.

That way, we can minimize the risks
in bringing her to you.

Riker to Captain Picard.

Heard here.

Can you join us on the Bridge?

On my WaY-

There they are, captain.

How long before they begin
to coalesce?

Within the next five hours, sir.

Mr. Worf, launch four
class-A probes towards the planets.

Aye, sir.

Mr. Worf?

I don't understand.

The controls are not responding.

Command functions
are being rerouted, sir.

For what reason?

Unknown, sir.

Computer, route
all command functions to the Bridge.

Command functions are off-line.

Re-initialize them
on my authorization.

Authorization denied.

Explain.

Picard command codes
are no longer valid.

What's happening?

Who's transferred
the voice authorization?

I have.

I'm afraid I had no choice
but to take control of your vessel.

If you harm me, sir,

I will not be able to relinquish
voice control of your vessel.

Professor, this situation
is more serious than you realize.

In less than five hours,

those two planets will collide
and a new star will form.

Unless we move to a safe distance,
this vessel will be destroyed.

I'm just a fictional character.
I haven't much to lose.

Surely you wish to live
like the rest of us.

Not alone. Not without the countess.

We discussed that.

We are studying means
of bringing her safely off the Holodeck,

but five hours is not enough time.

I'm not so sure.

A deadline has a wonderful way
of concentrating the mind.

Mr. Data, will you investigate
the possibility of complying

with Professor Moriarty's request?

Aye, sir.

In the meantime,

we have a few things to discuss.

Perhaps we should consider
the transporter system.

It uses many of the same principles
as the Holodeck.

Both, for example, are capable
of converting energy into matter.

Except the transporter
reconstitutes energy

in a permanent form.

Holodeck matter doesn't have
any cohesion unless it's inside the grid.

I wonder, what would happen

if we tried to beam
a Holodeck object off the grid?

Nothing would happen.

A Holodeck object
is just a simulation.

There's nothing there to provide
a pattern lock for the transporter.

However, if it were possible
to lock on to the object,

it might rematerialize
with the same molecular cohesion

as conventional matter.

That's a big leap, Data.

I just don't think the transporter
is going to accept simulated matter.

Unless we could find a way
to compensate for the phase variance.

If we could modify
the pattern enhancers,

we just might do it.

Well, Professor Moriarty's agreed

not to interfere
with routine ship operations.

So long as he believes
that we are acting in good faith,

then I don't think
we're in immediate danger.

An)' Progress?

We were just talking about
using the transporter

to beam the countess
off the Holodeck.

But I don't quite see how
it's gonna work.

Well, keep at it.

I have to tell him
that we are making some progress.

Mr. La Forge.

Do you have any idea how Moriarty
could have gained control of the ship?

Somehow he managed to override
the security lockouts and rewrite them.

The man is brilliant in any century.

I want you to find some way
to undo what he has done,

so that we can regain control
of this ship.

Set the pattern enhancers around
whatever object you wish to transport.

I will proceed to the transporter room
and begin modifications.

Computer,
run Sherlock Holmes program 3A.

That program is already in use.

Have you come to see Mr. Holmes
or perhaps Professor Moriarty?

Neither is in just now.

Um, uh, no, no, no.
I'm not here to see anyone.

I'm just here to deliver these.

Fine. Just, um, put them anywhere.

Well, uh, actually,
I have to put them right here.

How curious. Why is that?

Well, it has to do with...

Oh, it is nothing you need
to worry about, countess.

Are you suggesting
that it's beyond my comprehension?

Heh, it's really very simple.

I need to enhance
the molecular pattern of this chair

so that the transporter
can get a better lock on the signal.

This has to do
with taking James and me

into the real world.

You know about that?

I mean, you understand
about the real world?

James has explained it to me.
It sounds like a grand adventure.

There's nothing I love more
than voyaging in the unknown.

Have you ever been to Africa,
mister, um...?

Uh, Barclay, Lieutenant Reginald
Barclay. No, no, I haven't.

I have.

When I was 17,
I went on safari with my uncle.

My mother took to her bed in terror
I'd be bitten by a tsetse fly.

But I had a marvelous time.

I got to wear trousers
the whole time. Ha, ha!

Oh, it was hard to go back to a corset,
I can tell you.

Yes, I'm sure it was.

After that, I never stopped traveling.

Oh, I couldn't bear to be stuck
in one place for very long.

So you see, I'm so looking forward
to this new experience.

My, traveling the stars...

You know about that?
You know where we are?

Countess, forgive me, but you just
don't sound like a Holodeck character.

That's because she isn't.

James.

Mm.

If you loved a woman like this,
lieutenant,

would you be content
to let her remain a simulation?

You gave her consciousness?

Yes. Just as it was given to me.

Well, I'm not so sure
that that's a good idea.

Nonsense.
It was the only thing to do.

Have you tried to take her
off the Holodeck yet?

No. I'm unwilling
to risk the countess' safety.

I want to make sure
nothing will happen to her.

We may be closer to freedom
than you think, James.

These devices will enhance
our molecular patterns.

They'll help take us
into the real world.

Well, please, proceed.

Well, we're going to try to transport
this chair off the Holodeck first.

We didn't wanna try it on the countess
until we were sure it would work.

How thoughtful.
Isn't he thoughtful, James?

Barclay to Commander Data.

Go ahead, lieutenant.

I'm ready here.

Modifications are complete.

- Stand by.
- Standing by.

Activating pattern enhancers.

Energizing.

I am having difficulty
establishing a pattern lock.

Boost the confinement beam,
please.

Pattern lock established.

Energizing.

Oh!

Bravo.

Do you have the chair, commander?

No.

It lost its cohesion as soon as
the transporter cycle was complete.

Well,
it was a long shot to begin with.

Agreed.

However, we may be able
to learn something from the attempt.

Computer, display transport logs
from the sequence just completed.

Computer,
what is being displayed here?

Transport log 759.

That is the correct log.

However,
no information is being presented.

Well, that's impossible.

It is almost as if
our attempt to transport the chair

never occurred.

- You wanted to see me?
- Ah, yes, captain.

I think I found a way
to reinstate your vocal authorizations.

Give it a try.

Computer, route all
command functions to this location.

Command functions are off-line.

Re-initialize them
on my authorization.

Please input command codes.

Picard, Epsilon 793.

Command codes verified.

Well, that's it. That should do it.

Wait a minute. It didn't work.

The computer won't release
the command pathways.

Geordi.

Why did you do that, Data?

Captain, I have determined

how Moriarty
was able to leave the Holodeck.

He never did. Neither did we.

None of this is real.

It is a simulation.

We are still on the Holodeck.

We're still on the Holodeck?

Through deduction, sir.

Lieutenant Barclay and I

tried to transport
a simulated object off the Holodeck,

something that
has never been attempted.

Since the transporter itself
is a simulation,

the computer had no real data from
which to create the transport logs.

Maybe it was just a malfunction
in the transporter.

Then I saw you working the PADD
with your left hand.

Commander La Forge
is right-handed, sir.

A similar malfunction occurred
in the Sherlock Holmes program

I was running
before Moriarty first appeared.

Mr. Data, if what you say is true,
then this is not Geordi La Forge.

Are you certain?

Computer, discontinue program.

Computer, exit.

Moriarty appears to have programmed
the Holodeck

to accept only his commands.

Picard to Bridge.

Riker here.

Number One,
what is my present location?

Engineering.
is something wrong, sir?

No, thank you. Picard out.

Our combadges must be locked
into the simulation.

If that had been
the real Commander Riker,

he would have given my location
as Holodeck 3.

Mr. La Forge,
would you excuse us, please?

Mr. Data, who is real here?

You and I are real, sir,
as is Lieutenant Barclay.

We entered the Holodeck together
when we first went to meet Moriarty.

And from that point,
we have been existing

in a Holodeck simulation
created by Professor Moriarty.

I believe that is the case, sir.

I have just given the computer
my command codes

thinking I would get control
of the ship.

You may have inadvertently
given Professor Moriarty

the means of gaining control
over the real Enterprise.

Since Professor Moriarty
never actually left the Holodeck,

he may demand that
Commander Riker help him to do so.

How long until
the planetary collision?

Less than three hours.

As long as Moriarty
has control of the ship,

we are vulnerable.

Somehow,

I have to find a way
of giving him what he wants.

Where is Captain Picard?

And what have you done

with Lieutenant Barclay
and Commander Data?

They're safe for now.

Release control of this ship.

I'm afraid I can't do that.

What do you want?

I only want what you have
the luxury of taking for granted.

Freedom.

I want to leave this Holodeck.

I think you know that's impossible.

Your crewmate here in my little ship
in a bottle seem a bit more optimistic.

Oh?

They attempted to use
your transporter device

to remove a simulated object
from the Holodeck.

If they tried it, they thought
they were on to something.

Their attempt was futile because
their transporter was a facsimile.

I expect more from you.

Just because our transporter's real,
doesn't mean it's gonna work.

I sense a distressing lack
of enthusiasm on your parts.

Sir, warp core temperature is rising.
Approaching critical levels.

I have nothing to lose, commander.

Mr. La Forge,
start working on the problem.

Aye, sir.

Core temperature dropping.

Computer, resume program.

Hello. Have we met?

Captain Jean-Luc Picard.

Oh, James has told me
all about you.

Regina, Countess Barthalomew.

Do sit down.

May I offer you some tea, captain?

Thank you, no.

I've come here to prevail
on your intelligence and your insight.

But not apparently my humility?

Credit where credit is due, madam.

I can see you are a woman
not only of breeding,

but of wit and sagacity.

And you, sir,
are a man of charm and guile.

You remind me
of Viscount Oglethorpe.

He was a man who could bewitch
any woman who breathed.

And do you suspect
that is my intent?

I cannot be certain of your intent.

But I am certain
you're the kind of man

who usually
gets exactly what he wants.

What does a woman like you
see in a man like Moriarty?

He's an exciting man, captain.

He's brilliant, incisive.

He's ruthless.

He has an almost irresistible appeal.

He's also an arch criminal.

RAUGHS]

Only because
he was written like that.

I see him entirely differently.
Captain, he is not a villain.

So it's your desire to leave
the Holodeck to be with him?

More than anything.

Can you help us?

Yes, I can.

We have learned that if we uncouple

the transporter's
Heisenberg compensators

and allow them
to rescramble randomly,

then we can beam a Holodeck object
or a person off the grid

with all of the cohesion
of conventional matter.

Oh!

Oh, that's splendid.

- I must tell James.
- No, please.

Wait.

I have brought you this information
because I think you are someone

who will listen
to a reasonable proposition.

Someone whose mind
is open to compromise.

Yes?

My ship is in danger.

It is imperative
that I regain navigational control.

I want you to persuade
Professor Moriarty

to return the voice command to me
or I will not modify the transporter.

I see.

Now, once I have
regained voice command,

I will transport you
from the Holodeck.

Forgive me, captain,

but that does sound more
like a threat than a compromise.

Countess, you must understand

that I am responsible
for more than 1,000 lives.

I will do what I can.

Gravity well is beginning to intensify.

Are we far enough away
to keep from being pulled in?

It's too soon to tell.

Riker to Lieutenant Worf.

- Worf here, sir.
- How are you doing?

There are force fields blocking
our access to the Holodeck.

It will take time to disable them.

Keep trying.

Aye, sir.

Think, my dear.

You're certain
he said they had to uncouple

the Heisenberg compensators?

Yes, James, I'm quite certain,
but he won't do it

unless you return control
of the ship to him.

I have them running around
like rats in a maze.

What harm would there be
in accepting his proposition?

My dear, you are as brilliant
as you are beautiful.

Nonetheless, there are things
you do not understand.

Now, please,
you must let me handle this.

Computer, arch.

Moriarty to Commander Riker.

Riker here.

Commander Riker,
a pleasure as always.

I don't have time for games, Moriarty.

This ship is falling into a gravity well

and will be destroyed
within 25 minutes, Holodeck and all.

Then I'm sure you'll be motivated
to listen to me very, very carefully.

I want to talk to you

about uncoupling
the Heisenberg compensators.

James, when we leave here,
where exactly are we going?

Everywhere, my darling.

There are more worlds
in the heavens

than there are grains of sand
on a shoreline.

I wish I could take my books.
I will be so lost without them.

Well, I'll get you more. Don't worry.

I promise you,
you'll want for nothing.

Riker to Moriarty.

It's time.

Yes, commander?

- We're ready.
- As are we.

Step into the transport area.

We're ready here.

Activating pattern enhancers.
Energizing.

Welcome aboard.

May I present Regina,
the Countess Barthalomew.

Countess.

Commander.

Forgive me if I skip the formalities
considering the circumstances.

Ah, yes.

I expect you want me
to relinquish my hold on your vessel.

Please.

I'm afraid
that won't be possible just yet.

We had an agreement.

And I intend to honor it.

I have no desire
to see your vessel destroyed.

Just give me one of your shuttlecraft
and allow us to leave in peace.

We don't have time for this.

You release those command codes
and we'll talk.

I will not release your vessel

until I'm looking at it
through a shuttlecraft window.

Everything's been programmed
to operate on voice command.

- You just tell the computer where.
- Excellent.

I suggest you head for Meles ll.
It's the nearest inhabited planet.

The people are friendly.

Where you go from there
is your business.

Please tell your captain
I'm sorry I couldn't say goodbye.

I do wish I could see his face
when he realizes

where he's been
the last several hours.

Every second we waste
puts us in that much more danger.

Don't worry, commander.

You will soon
have control of your ship.

Computer, prepare to depart.

Open shuttlebay doors.

This is so beautiful.

Indeed, my dear.

It is a wondrous sight.

The first of many we are sure
to encounter in our travels.

Computer, interface with the
central computer on the Enterprise.

Interface complete.

Release command
function lockouts.

Authorization Moriarty,
Alpha 24159.

James?

Yes, my love?

Can we go back to Earth someday?

Of course, my dear.

Of course.

Computer, store program
Picard Delta One in active memory

and discontinue simulation.

Program stored.

Well, it worked.

They believed
they were off the Holodeck.

Did Moriarty release
the voice commands, captain?

Let's find out.

Computer,
discontinue Holodeck simulation

created by Professor Moriarty.

So far, so good.

This should be the Holodeck
on the real Enterprise.

Picard to Bridge.

Captain, are you all right?

Yes, we are, Number One.
What is your status?

Our systems came back
online a few minutes ago.

And the planetary collision?

We're pulling back
to a safe distance.

We'll join you shortly.

- Captain.
- Mr. Worf, everything is all right.

How did you do it, sir?

We managed to program the Holodeck
inside the Holodeck

and use the same ruse
that Moriarty used on us.

When he was attempting
to contact the real Bridge,

he was in fact
speaking to a simulation.

You mean he never knew
he hadn't left the Holodeck?

In fact, the program is continuing
to run even now inside that cube.

A miniature Holodeck?

In a way, doctor.
However, there is no physicality.

The program is continuous,
but only within the computer circuitry.

As far as Moriarty
and the countess know,

they're halfway to Meles ll by now.

This enhancement module contains
enough active memory

to provide them with experiences
for a lifetime.

They will live their lives
and never know any difference.

In a sense,
you did give Moriarty what he wanted.

In a sense. But who knows?

Our reality may be very much
like theirs,

and all this mightjust be
an elaborate simulation

running inside a little device
sitting on someone's table.

Well, we have
a newborn star to study.

Mr. Barclay, will keep that safe?

Aye, sir.

Computer, end program.