Discussion in 'The Next Generation' started by LeadHead, Feb 15, 2013.
ENSIGN: And as you can see, Sir, it's pointing you that way.
RIKER: Thank you.
ENSIGN: You're welcome, Sir.
(She checks out Riker's ass and leaves)
Computer: The next hatchway on your right.
Computer: You're welcome, Commander Riker. Would you care to enter, Sir?
Riker: I do.
(The holodeck doors open to show trees and vegetation. There is birdsong)
(He crosses a stream by stepping stones. One wobbles. Someone is trying to whistle 'Pop goes the Weasel'. Riker finishes the tune)
DATA: Marvellous. How easily humans do that. I still need much practice.
Riker: There's some puzzles down on the,
Data jumps down from the ledge above.
Riker: ... Down on the planet that the captain wants answered. He suggested that I take you with me on the Away Team that I'll be leading.
DATA: I shall endeavour to function adequately, sir.
Riker: Yes. When the captain suggested you, I looked up your record.
DATA: Yes, sir. A wise procedure, sir, always.
Riker: Then your rank of Lieutenant Commander is honorary?
DATA: No, sir. Starfleet class of '78; honours in probability mechanics and exobiology.
Riker: Your file says that you're an
DATA: Machine, Correct, sir. Does that trouble you?
Riker: To be honest, yes, a little.
DATA: Understood, sir. Prejudice is very human.
Riker: Now that does trouble me. Do you consider yourself superior to us?
DATA: I am superior, sir, in many ways, but I would gladly give it up to be human.
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