"The Defector" Line-by-Line

[Alienesse]

JAROK: There comes a time in a man's life that you cannot know. When he looks down at the first smile of his baby girl and realises he must change the world for her. For all children. It is for her that I am here. Not to destroy the Romulan Empire, but to save it. For months, I tried desperately to persuade the High Command that another war would destroy the Empire. They got tired of my arguments. Finally I was censured, sent off to command some distant sector. This was my only recourse. I will never see my child smile again. She will grow up believing that her father is a traitor. But she will grow up. If you act, Picard, if we stop the war before it begins

 

[BlueStuff]

PICARD: I can't. And I won't. Unless I have unequivocal cooperation.

 

[LeadHead]

Picard: I can't and I won't, unless I have unequivocal cooperation.

 

[Alienesse]

^Finishing [Observation lounge]
PICARD: Admiral Jarok has provided me with the locations, strengths and tactical plans of the Romulan fleet. Mister La Forge, he is prepared to give you data regarding engines, weapons and the cloaking systems of the warbird class starship. But I believe his experience as a field commander will be more valuable for its strategic sense than in the technical areas.

LAFORGE: Any edge'll help, Captain.

 

[BlueStuff]

PICARD: Don't depend on it. For all we know, he may still be lying, but we shall find that out soon enough. Number One, set course for Nelvana Three.

 

[Alienesse]

Second officer's log, stardate 43465.2. We have entered the Neutral Zone in direct violation of the Treaty of Algeron. Presuming Romulan warships are cloaked and monitoring us, we expect heavy resistance as we approach Nelvana Three.

 

[BlueStuff]

[Bridge]

RIKER: Tactical?

 

[Alienesse]

WORF: Nothing on sensors.

 

[BlueStuff]

RIKER: I don't like it. I would've expected a greeting party.

 

[Alienesse]

PICARD: You echo another noteworthy commander in a similar circumstances, Number One. A countryman of yours, George Armstrong Custer when his Seventh Cavalry arrived at the Little Big Horn.

 

[BlueStuff]

RIKER: May we have better luck.

 

[Alienesse]

DATA: Approaching Nelvana system.

 

[BlueStuff]

PICARD: Engage impulse engines.

 

[Alienesse]

RIKER: Nelvana Three on screen. Still no sign of them on sensors. In a way, I'd rather be fighting my way this, It's just too damned easy.

 

[BlueStuff]

PICARD: Prepare to enter standard orbit. Data?

 

[Alienesse]

DATA: Scanning the planet, sir. No life forms, no power sources, no weapons systems.

 

[BlueStuff]

RIKER: No indication of a base at all?

 

[Alienesse]

DATA: No, sir.

 

[BlueStuff]

PICARD: The subspace signal the probe detected? The ionisation disturbances?

 

[Alienesse]

DATA: I am picking them up, sir, but I cannot identify the source. They seem to be moving in an orbital path with an eight hundred kilometer apogee.