"Where No One Has Gone Before" Line-by-Line

TRAVELLER: I will try.

 

PICARD: Number One, take him down to main Engineering. I'll be on the Bridge.

 

WESLEY: No! He's very weak.

 

TRAVELLER: The Captain's right. We must hurry. But first, I request a moment with the Captain. Alone.

 

(Riker, Kosinski, Crusher and Wesley leave)
PICARD: Strange how he seems to care for you.

 

TRAVELLER: He will forget me in time, which is as it should be. It's Wesley I wanted to speak to you about.

 

PICARD: The boy?

 

TRAVELLER: It's best you do not repeat this to the others, especially not to the mother. Whatever may happen, it is imperative that it proceed naturally.

 

PICARD: I must get my ship back. Do we have time for this?

 

TRAVELLER: Oh, yes. He and a few like him are why I travel. You have it in your power to encourage him without interfering. (uncomfortable line)

 

PICARD: Encourage him in what?

 

TRAVELLER: How shall I explain? Are you familiar with the intricacies of what is called here music?

 

Picard: Somewhat.

 

TRAVELLER: Such musical genius I saw in one of your ship's libraries. One called Mozart, who as a small child wrote astonishing symphonies. A genius who made music not only to be heard, but seen and felt beyond the understanding, the ability of others. Wesley is such a person. Not with music, but with the equally lovely intricacies of time, energy, propulsion. and the instruments of this vessel which allow all that to be played. You're right, I must hurry now. But you're right in something else. He is just a boy for now. He should be encouraged, but told none of this.

 

[Corridor]

(Riker is waiting)

Picard: We're going to get back home. Take him to Engineering.

 

RIKER: Yes, Sir.

 

Picard: I'll be on the bridge.

 

(again but louder) RIKER: Yes, Sir.

 

(A little way along, a crewman is trapped by flames)

Picard: Put it out!

 

Dennis Madalone: HOW?!!