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Captain's log, stardate 41255.6.

After delivering a party
of Earth colonists

to the Strnad Solar System,

we have discovered
another Class-M planet

in the adjoining Rubicun star system.

We are now in orbit there,
having determined it to be inhabited,

as well as unusually lovely.

My first officer has taken
an away team down to make contact,

and they are in the process
of returning to the ship.

Riker says the planet's life-forms
are almost identical to us.

- He's very enthusiastic--
- Captain.

Sorry, Troi.

The doctor has something
very important to tell you, captain.

You've been talking about it for days.

Shore leave, for the crew.

Establishing this colony has been
exhausting to the entire crew, captain.

We're not a supply vessel.

Settling all those people
has been a strain on everyone.

I'm tired myself.

Is it as good as your report suggests,
Number One?

As per report, sir.
Class-M, Earth-like, beautiful.

It will startle you.

Sounds wonderful for the children.

The holodecks are marvelous,
of course,

but there's nothing like open spaces
and fresh air.

I've listed my report
on their customs and laws, sir.

Fairly simple, common sense things.

They're wild in some
ways, actually puritanical in others.

Neat as pins, ultra-lawful,

and they make love
at the drop of a hat.

Any hat.

But the happiest report
has its negatives.

Let's start with them, Number One.

There are none, sir.
None that any of us could find.

But there is a problem here, sir.

It's the faulty reading I reported, sir.

I'm reading something
off the starboard bow.

But there is nothing there.

Sensor technicians
are working on it, sir.

They've identified it as a glitch
in the system.

I take it you find no glitch at all
in this planet, however.

No, sir.

If you approve shore leave, sir,
we could start with a small group.

Of course.

Wesley, if we go down,

I'd like you to join the away team,

to evaluate this planet
as a place for young people to relax.

Yes, sir.

If our scans and
observations confirm the report,

of course I'll approve it.

Let's just hope
it's not too good to be true.

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.

Captain's log, supplemental.

We are in orbit of a planet
designated Rubicun III,

the home of a life-form
who call themselves the Edo.

Our away team,
including Wesley Crusher,

has beamed down
to make some arrangements

concerning some
well-earned recreation.

Come with us, Barbara.

- Careful, sir.
- It's all right, lieutenant.

These are the Edo we met before.

They certainly are fit.

They certainly are.

- Health and happiness.
- A pleasant day to you.

You did return, as promised.

Mm.

Rivan, Liator,

also from our vessel, Troi and--

Slowly, slowly.

I must welcome this lovely one.

Nice to see you again.

My pleasure.

Counselor?

Healthy sensuality, sir.

I feel mainly friendship
and, um, happiness.

And I welcome this huge one.

Oh, yes.

Nice planet.

Yeah.

But you are a young one.

I do not know your custom
regarding love.

Uh...

I guess whatever you usually do.

There are others who would like
to visit here if you would give us a limit.

Whatever pleases you.

We can discuss it
at the council chambers.

Shall we go there now
or remain in play?

Play?

At love.

Oh, unless you don't enjoy that.

Perhaps you do.

And you.

Yes, I can see that you do.

Maybe I should just go on ahead.

Oh, this is unfair to him.

We'll go on to the council chambers.

You'll find young people
your age there.

Well, I can't make any promises.

You don't have to.

Our rules are simple.

No one does anything
uncomfortable to them.

Come. Our people
will want to know you.

Rivan, perhaps they can't run.

Can't run?

Of course, we can run.
Right, commander?

That's the custom here. Running.
Lead the way.

- When in Rome, eh?
- When in where, sir?

Good health to you.

Happiness to you.

It's like an Eden here.

Good health.
I thought you might be out of breath.

We may surprise you in a lot of ways.

Children.

We've brought you a new friend.

- Well, hello. Join us.
- Yes, please.

- Come on.
- This way.

And now it's time for you
to meet some new friends.

Everyone, we've brought the visitors.

Please, enjoy what we have.

Sir, come with me.

Here, come on. This is good.

I've traced it through
our sensor channel, sir.

It is not a glitch or any other form
of error or malfunction.

That's confirmed by my readings,
captain, it's a shadow something.

Exactly. As if it were neither in
or out of our dimension.

What is, commander?

Whatever is sitting out there
without triggering our alarm relay, sir.

Set the main viewer on that area.

I see nothing, commander.

Enterprise to object
off our starboard bow.

Request that you identify yourself.

Shields and deflectors up full, sir.
Main phaser banks ready.

Hailing frequencies. Any reply?

It was something unintelligible, sir.

Now running it
through language and logic circuits.

- Geordi, have a real look.
- Aye, sir.

Sir, my sensors read it,

well, as half there.

And it does look
as if it were partly transparent.

Data, what the hell is it?

Lieutenant La Forge to captain.

Go ahead, La Forge.
What can you make out?

This is something
I've never seen before, sir.

After complete spectral analysis, it's...

Well, it's as if it's not really there.

I don't understand it.

I've got some information
on its first transmission, sir.

It translates as stand by.

Sir, I see something
coming out of that ship.

Verified, sir.

Something very small.

- Do you have a reading?
- Yeah, I-- Oh.

What is it?

Intruder alert, sir.
I don't show a location.

The away team signal
has been cut off, captain.

We've lost contact with our people.

Intruder relays do show something.

Why has everything
become a something or a whatever?

State the purpose.

State the purpose
of what you have done.

I'm Captain Picard,

commanding this Federation starship.

State the purpose of your visit here.

We have sent down
what we call an away team

to make peaceful contact here.

- Do you plan to leave life-forms here?
- No.

We are merely visiting here.

But you did more
at the world you just left.

Why have you left
your own life-forms there?

The colony we just planted, sir.

We found that world uninhabited.

The life-forms we left there had...

Had sought the challenge.

At least, that is the basic reason.

Had sought the challenge

of creating a new lifestyle,

a new society there.

Life on our world is driven to

protect itself by seeding itself
as widely as possible.

Do not interfere
with my children below.

Captain.

I do not understand how.

But it is asking me if I was constructed
for information exchange.

If there is any way of finding out

whatever it is out there, Data.

Watch. I bet you can't do this.

Watch this.

I wanna do something too. With you.

Uh...

- What?
- It's something you can teach me.

Will you?

Uh, well, actually,

there are some games
I don't quite know yet.

It's playing ball. Will you teach me?

Oh, sure.

Uh, if you have a bat for the ball,
I can show you my favorite.

A bat?

A stick or a branch.

Um, about this long, this thick.

We can get it in the gardens.
Come on.

This will please you. Join us.

Thanks. Another time.

- Your turn.
- Oh, okay.

You win.

- Joy and happiness.
- It certainly is.

You have a very beautiful planet.

- Smell this.
- The good life, Worf.

I am not concerned with pleasure,
commander. I am a warrior.

Even Klingons need love
now and then.

For what we consider love, sir,
I would need a Klingon woman.

What about plain old basic sex?
You must have some need for that.

Of course. But with the females
available to me, sir,

Earth females,
I must restrain myself too much.

They are quite fragile, sir.

Worf, if anyone else had said that,
I'd suspect he was bragging.

Bragging, sir?

I think I'll pass on that.

I'd better check in.

Enterprise, come in.

Captain, do you read me?

Let's...

This may be nothing,
but let's move all our people together.

Including Wesley, the boy?

He's outside.

- Is there a problem?
- We've lost contact with our ship.

But it's nothing
these people have done.

I'm certain of that.

Their minds are so open.

Help me locate Wes.
He's wandered off.

That is extraordinary.

May I take a moment
of your time, lieutenant?

Yes, Worf,
but you've got to hear this.

Are you telling me
that there's no crime here whatsoever?

No one breaks any laws?

Once, they did.

Long, long ago,
there was much disorder.

But not now.

But I see no sign of police.

Those who enforce laws?

Oh, we have very few.

They are called mediators.

And they are needed
only in one place each day.

The punishment zone,

an area that's selected
for a period of time.

It's a completely random selection?

No one but our mediators know
what place or for how long.

We're very proud of the wisdom
of our ancestors.

No person ever knows
where or when a zone will be.

And so no one risks death.

Death?

By breaking any law.

Wait. Explain this.

Only one punishment for any crime.

Anyone who commits any crime
in the punishment zone dies?

The law is the law.

Our peace is built on that.

Even a small thing?

Such as ignoring the rule:
keep off the grass?

Well, then no one breaks that rule.

Who wants to risk execution?

And there's always
a white wall or fence

to remind anyone of a
forbidden area like that.

And just who tells visitors
about these rules?

We'd better find Wesley.

- All right. Catch, catch.
- Here.

All right. Over here.

Yeah. Go back. All right.

- Wait for me.
- Good catch.

Here it comes.

- Come on back.
- There you go.

- Good catch.
- Hey.

Oh, here it comes.

Yeah, yeah.

You're very clever at this.

At home, we play a lot of it.

Here, toss the ball ahead of me.

- No, Wes!
- No.

It's forbidden to disturb new plants.

Couldn't you see the fence?
It's for new plants.

Don't ever go past the white marker.

It's okay.

I'm fine.

Oh, no.

Oh, please, no.

Speak the truth. We are mediators.

- I said I was fine.
- He doesn't know.

He's from another place.

How very sad.

- But this zone has been selected.
- But he doesn't understand.

It's always sad.

Now doubly so.

I was chasing the ball,

and I fell into that.

I'm really sorry.

You admit you did that, freely?

I'm with Starfleet.

We don't lie.

It won't happen again.
We apologize.

We're sorry too.

But that changes nothing.

Careful, commander.
They've got some strange laws here.

I thought you reviewed their laws.

But they listed nothing
about punishment.

One moment, please.

Is there a witness
to this transgression?

But it was my fault.
I threw the ball past him.

We have a visible transgression,

ample witnesses,

and an admission of guilt.

And though it pains us deeply to do it,
we must.

Are you prepared for punishment?

Punishment?

If you mean what the others
were talking about...

What punishment? Name it.

Death, of course.
Don't make it difficult for the boy.

Drop it.

Drop it now.

It's a kind of syringe.

What is this?

You said death. Is this poison?

But, of course,
it is completely painless.

The boy would have felt nothing.

But look at him now.

You frightened him.

He was gonna kill me?

And if this zone was still in effect,

you would all deserve death.

It was announced
you came as friends.

Is this how friends act?

Enterprise, from away team, come in.

Are you receiving us, Enterprise?

- Condition?
- No sign of consciousness.

But the balance of the readings
are quite normal for him.

I believe this is some form
of information exchange

with whatever is over there.

At least I hope it is.

Any communication
from the away team?

Something is blocking
communication both--

Security, urgent. Repeating,

Enterprise from away team.

This is the Enterprise, lieutenant.
We're receiving you now.

This is an urgent call
for Captain Picard.

We may need your presence here.

We have serious trouble
with a member of our away team,

and an unusual law they have here.

Captain to Riker, stand by.

- Any signs of consciousness?
- Not yet. It could be minutes or hours.

- It's unclear what's happened.
- Take him to Sickbay.

Let me know the instant he's awake.
Anything new on that thing over there?

Negative, sir.

Captain to first officer,
I'm beaming down.

Would you care to comment privately
on how you read any of this?

Unnecessary, sir.

These people are honest.
Almost to a fault.

And they have great pride
in their ways.

You're the captain.

We're ready. This way please.

- Welcome to our world, captain.
- Thank you.

We regret that our system of justice
is troubling you.

The boy, Wesley Crusher.
Where is he, please?

In accord with the prime directive,

I've allowed them to hold him
pending the outcome of this.

He is safe and unharmed.

We promise that.

Captain Picard,
I do not know how you Earth people

conduct law and justice.

Even if you respect such things.

- We do.
- Good.

So do we.

Our precepts have been
handed down from long ago.

The tranquility you see in our lives
has been made possible by our laws.

We are a people of law.

They do sometimes bring us sadness,
but we have learned to adjust to that.

Perhaps your laws work as well.

They haven't always,
but now they do.

- Do you execute criminals?
- No.

Not any longer.

But you did once.

Unfortunately, yes, but since then--

When you did,
was it believed necessary to do so?

Some people felt
that it was necessary,

but we have learned to detect
the seeds of criminal behavior.

Capital punishment, in our world,

is no longer considered
a justifiable deterrent.

So we are not yet as
advanced as they are.

And since you are advanced
in other ways too,

I suggest you use
your superior powers

to rescue the Wesley boy.

We will record him as
a convicted criminal out of our reach.

An advanced person
who luckily escaped

the barbarism
of this backward little world.

Unfortunately, we have a law known
as the Prime Directive.

Riker has explained it to us.

Is the boy in any danger from you
at this moment?

Until sundown.

Because you are strangers,

we are delaying
enforcement of the law.

But we must act by sundown.

Then I have another question.

While orbiting, while circling
high above your world, as we do,

we have encountered
a strange object.

A vessel, perhaps.

Have you any idea what it is?
It's not entirely real.

At least, it's not

completely solid.

Do you mean God?

God?

God is said to be somewhere up there,
protecting us.

Exactly how would you describe God?

As you just did. As existing both here
and in another place also.

But when God
wants to show its power,

it can make itself felt most fully.

Captain, come in, please.

- Picard here.
- CMO Crusher, sir.

Commander Data
has just regained consciousness.

What condition? Can he talk?

He's insisting on it, sir.

Urgently.

Wesley.

Stand by. Picard out.

I want to speak to her personally
about her son.

And so you promise
that Wesley Crusher is safe

until sundown?

You have our word.

Then will one of you return with me
to our ship?

Of course.
I'll go as a hostage for the boy's safety.

No, no, no, that's not it. I want you to
identify something for me, if you can.

Picard to Transporter Room,
three to beam up.

- I'm frightened.
- There's no reason to be.

Transporter Room, energize.

But this is a city.

A great city.

Captain, I've just seen
the away team report about Wesley.

- In a moment, doctor.
- In a moment?

Exactly. In a moment.

You were about to say?

Well, since you have all this power,
why be concerned about our laws?

You could take the boy from us.

It's not that simple.

From the starboard lounge,

you can see whatever
is outside this vessel.

Do you mean my world?

You said we'd be high above it.

And something else
that's circling your world.

It's very important to us,

and perhaps to you,
to know what it is.

I'm sorry, Rivan,
but this was necessary.

Do you know what that is?

Can you tell us what it is?

Is it God?

Now, it's very important
that you answer something.

How do you recognize what it is?

Nothing will harm you. I promise.

Just tell us how you recognize it.

It has appeared before.

Can you speak to it?

Does it speak to you?

Captain.

Return my child.

Return?

It's coming towards us.

Picard to Transporter Room,
come in.

Yes, do that, but hurry.

It's still coming towards us.

Transporter chief to captain.

One to beam down
to away team location.

Hurry.

Engage.

Transporter Room. Urgent, engage.

It seems the Edo's god
is very protective of its children.

I had no choice
but to learn about that thing from her.

I'm sorry I had to.

She was so frightened.

That's understandable, sir.

Sharing an orbit with God
is no small experience.

Let's go see your patient, doctor.

What do you intend to do
about my son?

He's being held safely
until sundown.

When he faces execution.

Although he's committed no crime,

certainly none any sane
and reasonable person--

You saw what that thing
was about to do.

I apologize, sir.

But this is very difficult for me.

If he were your son,
you'd be as frightened--

But I am.

Data's in Sickbay here.

You'll find him able to talk to you.

He's checking out fine, doctor.

Thank you. Finish it later, please.

I was an excellent choice
for them, captain.

They were able to communicate
with me quite--

I was about to say quite easily,
but there was nothing easy about it.

Fortunately, they stopped short
of overloading my circuitry.

You're saying they.
So it is a vessel of some sort.

Definitely not a single entity,
if that's what you mean, sir.

Although they know the Edo
worship them as a god thing.

They know?

They recognize that
this is quite expected and harmless

at the present Edo stage of evolution.

What sort of vessel?

It is perhaps not what we would
understand as a vessel, sir.

The dimensions this one occupies
allows them to be...

Well, to be in several places at once.

But they consider
that this entire star cluster is theirs.

It was probably unwise of us
to attempt to place a human colony

in this area.

Of course, there are 3,004
other planets in this star cluster

in which we could have colonized.

- The largest and closest--
- Data, don't babble.

Babble, sir?

I'm not aware that I ever babble, sir.

It may be that from time to time,

I have considerable information
to communicate,

and you may question the way
in which I organize it.

Please. Organize it into brief answers
to my questions.

We have very little time.

Do they accept our presence
at this planet?

Undecided, sir.

Data,

please feel free to volunteer
any important information.

I volunteer that they are now
observing us, sir.

To judge
what kind of life-forms we are?

No. It is more curiosity.

I doubt that they expect us
to abide by their value systems.

Do they know of our Prime Directive?

They know everything I know, sir.

And--

If we were to violate
the Prime Directive--

That's not a fair question.

How would they react?

That would be a case of judging us
by our own rules, sir.

If we violate our own Prime Directive,

they might consider us to be deceitful,
and untrustworthy.

You do recall, they cautioned us not
to interfere with their children below.

What has happened?

The Edo want to execute my son.

I will not allow that to happen,
Jean-Luc.

Most interesting, sir.

The emotion of motherhood
as compared to all others felt by--

Shut up.

You were right, sir.

I do tend to babble.

Captain's log, stardate 41255.9.

Whatever the object or vessel in orbit
with us, it hangs there like a nemesis.

It is one thing to communicate
with something mysterious,

but it is quite another to be silently
observed by it.

I'm concerned
whether it understands

the same concept of reason
that we do.

You sent for me, sir?

Let's have more talk, Data.

Yes, sir.

Sit down.

What level of communication, sir?

Any.

My apologies for saying
that you babbled.

But I do, sir.

You also see things in a way
we do not, but as they truly are.

I need help, my friend.

I cannot permit that boy
or any member of this vessel

to be sacrificed.

The Prime Directive
never intended that.

The problem, sir, is there.

Although they have learned
of the Prime Directive from my mind,

how will they evaluate it?

How do they reason?

What are their values?

Remember their warning to us, sir.

Exactly. How do I explain my refusing
to obey their laws down there?

Not permitting the Crusher boy

to be executed.

And by so doing,
do I endanger this vessel

and more than a thousand
other lives?

Would you choose one life
over 1,000, sir?

I refuse to let arithmetic
decide questions like that.

Have you learned anything
about the relationship

between that and the Edo?

Why are they so certain it's a God?

Any sufficiently advanced life-form
would appear to others to be that, sir.

But when they were probing
my thoughts, captain,

I could feel that whatever
they are now,

they once existed in this dimension
just as we do.

Perhaps in the same kind of flesh
and blood form.

Since then, however,

they have evolved considerably.

Their present existence
in multi-dimensions

no doubt has advantages
we do not understand.

Then in some earlier
flesh and blood form

they might have shared
our kind of values?

We know the Edo share them, sir.

Why would such an advanced thing
feel obliged to protect the Edo?

Perhaps the Edo are a child race
by comparison.

Possibly a race which those life-forms
have planted here.

Much as we now plant human colonies
on Class-M planets.

Having fulfilled
my professional obligations

regarding Commander Data--

You now request permission
to beam down to the planet.

Permission granted.

You can accompany me
while I try and resolve this.

And you should know
that whatever the cost,

I will not allow them
to execute your son.

Thank you, sir.

- Data, take command.
- Aye, sir.

It's almost time.
I want the boy brought here now.

- I'll go with you.
- Of course.

Captain Picard.

I saw you share the sky with God.

You must be gods.

No. No.

We are not gods.

Mother.

I guess you know
a lot has happened here.

I know.

Captain Picard,

are you going to let them kill me?

No.

But I must find some way to prevent it
that you understand.

How can we let this happen, Liator?

They threaten everything we respect.

Our law, our peace,

our tranquility and order.

You are powerful.
But do not do this to us, we beg you.

At least study what we were
without law.

Hurtful to each other,
savage, thieving.

I understand.

Perhaps your system
of law and punishment

is better than any system
we once had.

But we do now have a law
I must obey.

And part of it says that
I must protect my people from harm.

We did not ask you to come here.

Which has to do with another law
that we must obey.

We are all sworn not to interfere
with other lives in the galaxy.

Now, if I save this boy,
I break that law.

And you should be executed
if you do so.

I may suffer almost as much.

Starfleet takes the Prime Directive
very seriously.

No, it is God who will punish you.

That thought has crossed our minds.

Your god up there may insist that
we obey our non-interference directive.

Sir?

Does this mean if you save me,
the entire crew could die?

You're not involved
in this decision, boy.

I'm sorry, sir, but it seems like I am.

Picard to Transporter Room.
Lock into this signal.

Stand by for six to beam up.

Wesley. Lieutenant.

Our laws have been violated.

What of justice?

What of justice to Wesley?

Does he deserve to die?

I'm truly sorry, Liator, but I must have
justice for my people too.

Transporter Room, energize.

Transporter Room, come in.

We can't energize the beam, sir.

Everything checks out,
but we're getting no results.

- God has prevented your escape.
- Then your God is unfair.

My son had no warning
that his act was criminal.

We cannot allow ignorance of the law
to become a defense.

I don't know how to communicate this,
or even if it is possible,

but the question of justice
has concerned me greatly of late.

And I say to any creature
who may be listening,

there can be no justice
so long as laws are absolute.

Even life itself is an exercise
in exceptions.

When has justice ever been
as simple as a rule book?

Seems the Edo Lord agrees with you,
Number One.

Main viewer on.

Hailing frequencies.

Open, sir.

To the object in orbit with us,

we will remove the human colonists
from the adjoining solar system,

if you signal us to do so.

Please tell us.

Captain.

Is that a signal?

I suppose.

I suppose it must be.
I was hoping for more.

More of what, sir?

I'm glad it's gone.

Agreed, sir.

Short and sweet.

God-like efficiency.

I was hoping we might
learn more about it.

But since we can't,

take us out of here, Number One.

Gladly, sir.