LAL: Father.
"The Offspring" Line-by-Line
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PICARD: A malfunction. Emotional awareness.
HAFTEL: I agree. May I assist?
HAFTEL: If you'll excuse us, Commander Data and I have much to do.
(Data opens the top of Lal's head)
[Corridor]
(Geordi, Troi and Wesley are waiting in the corridor, like relatives during a major operation)
HAFTEL: She won't survive much longer. There was nothing anyone could have done. We'd repolarise one pathway and another would collapse. And then another. His hands were moving faster than I could see, trying to stay ahead of each breakdown. He refused to give up. He was remarkable. It just wasn't meant to be.
(Data opens the top of Lal's head)
[Corridor]
(Geordi, Troi and Wesley are waiting in the corridor, like relatives during a major operation)
HAFTEL: She won't survive much longer. There was nothing anyone could have done. We'd repolarise one pathway and another would collapse. And then another. His hands were moving faster than I could see, trying to stay ahead of each breakdown. He refused to give up. He was remarkable. It just wasn't meant to be.
LAL: I know.
LAL: I feel...
LAL: I love you, Father.
LAL: I will feel it for both of us. Thank you for my life. Flirting. Laughter. Painting. Family. Female. Human.
PICARD: The crew is saddened by your loss, Mister Data.
Data: I thank you for your sympathy, but...
Data points to his own head.
Data: ... she is here. Her presence so enriched my life that I could not allow her to pass into oblivion. So I incorporated her programs back into my own. I have transferred her memories, to me.
Data points to his own head.
Data: ... she is here. Her presence so enriched my life that I could not allow her to pass into oblivion. So I incorporated her programs back into my own. I have transferred her memories, to me.
PICARD: Mister Data, will you take your position? Mister Crusher? Lay in a course for the starbase on Otar Two.
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