"The Defector" Line-by-Line

[Orac]

(Bridge)

Laforge: Slow playback. Display engine logs and power data of both vessels. Now watch what happens at zero nine five four three three on the clock. The scout has sustained engine damage, forcing him to slow to point six one five impulse power. The warship should overtake him, but it doesn't. Now, just two point six seconds later, the warbird slows to precisely the same speed. Three times, three speed fluctuations. The warship kept its distance every time. I don't think they wanted to catch up.

 

[BlueStuff]

CRUSHER: And yet they fired at the scout ship. They could have killed him.

 

[LeadHead]

Data: Not necessarily, Doctor. The Romulans have the same ability to direct the impact of their weapons as we do.

 

[BlueStuff]

PICARD: Is there a possibility the wound could be self-inflicted?

 

[LeadHead]

Crusher: They're very bad burns. I hardly think...

 

[BlueStuff]

PICARD: A possibility.
(She nods)

 

[LeadHead]

Captain's Log, Stardate 43463.7. We're holding position at the Neutral Zone Border proximate to Nelvana 3. If our guest is telling the truth, there are 21 hours left before the Romulan base becomes functional.

 

[BlueStuff]

[Ready room]

HADEN [on monitor]: The Monitor and the Hood are headed in your direction, though they will arrive too late to be of assistance. Warnings have gone out to all outposts along the border as well as several independent vessels in nearby sectors. No one here wants a war, Captain. But we are prepared to take them on if that's what they want. All Federation starships have been placed on Yellow Alert.

 

[Orac]

Picard: Come.

 

[BlueStuff]

DATA: You wanted to see me, Captain?

 

[LeadHead]

Picard: Yes, Data. I want you to prepare a Class One Probe, set sensors for Maximum Scan. I want every meter of Nelvana 3 monitored.

 

[BlueStuff]

DATA: I will start my calibrations, sir.

 

[LeadHead]

Picard: Data...

 

[BlueStuff]

DATA: Is there something else you require of me, Captain?

 

[LeadHead]

Picard: Your clarity of thought. Your objectivity, as always. Please Sit down.

Data sits down at the desk.

Picard: Data, it's very possible that we are about to go to war. The repercussions of what we do during the next 24 hours may be felt for years to come. I want you to keep a record of these events so that history will have the benefit of a dispassionate view.

 

[BlueStuff]

DATA: I will begin immediately, sir. Is that all?

 

[LeadHead]

Picard: How is the crew's spirit?

 

[Athena28]

DATA: They are concerned, of course, Captain, but confident. Do you not see that, sir?

 

[LeadHead]

Picard: Data, unlike King Henry, it is not easy for me to disguise myself and walk among my troops. That'll be all.

Data gets up and leaves, Picard is about to take a sip of his tea, then stops.

Picard: Now, if these men do not die well, it will be a black matter for the king, who led them to it.

 

[BlueStuff]

[Debriefing room]

SETAL: Why must we waste time playing this ridiculous game?