"Encounter at Farpoint" Line-by-Line

[Iamnotspock]

ENSIGN: And as you can see, Sir, it's pointing you that way.

 

[Gul Re'jal]

RIKER: Thank you.

 

[Iamnotspock]

ENSIGN: You're welcome, Sir.

(She checks out Riker's ass and leaves)

 

[Orac]

Computer: The next hatchway on your right.

 

[Iamnotspock]

RIKER: Thank you.

 

[LeadHead]

Computer: You're welcome, Commander Riker. Would you care to enter, Sir?

 

[Orac]

Riker: I do.

(The holodeck doors open to show trees and vegetation. There is birdsong)

[Forest]

Riker: Hello?

(He crosses a stream by stepping stones. One wobbles. Someone is trying to whistle 'Pop goes the Weasel'. Riker finishes the tune)

 

[Gul Re'jal]

DATA: Marvellous. How easily humans do that. I still need much practice.

 

[LeadHead]

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.

 

[Gul Re'jal]

DATA: I shall endeavour to function adequately, sir.

 

[Orac]

Riker: Yes. When the captain suggested you, I looked up your record.

 

[Gul Re'jal]

DATA: Yes, sir. A wise procedure, sir, always.

 

[Orac]

Riker: Then your rank of Lieutenant Commander is honorary?

 

[Gul Re'jal]

DATA: No, sir. Starfleet class of '78; honours in probability mechanics and exobiology.

 

[Orac]

Riker: Your file says that you're an

 

[Gul Re'jal]

DATA: Machine, Correct, sir. Does that trouble you?

 

[Orac]

Riker: To be honest, yes, a little.

 

[Gul Re'jal]

DATA: Understood, sir. Prejudice is very human.

 

[Orac]

Riker: Now that does trouble me. Do you consider yourself superior to us?

 

[Gul Re'jal]

DATA: I am superior, sir, in many ways, but I would gladly give it up to be human.