| Cr: |
Now look. But I shouldn't let you talk me the end of this.
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| We: |
Mom, it's Date. He's been hurt. It's Data, Mom. I heard you know how
to turn him on.
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| Cr: |
This is very serious.
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| We: |
So just tell me 'shut up, Wesley', and I won't.
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| Cr: |
You've been very unfair, Wes.
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| We: |
Data, the crystal thing is outside, turned more close to the ship. And
Lore is loose and inside.
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| Cr: |
How bad are you hurt, Data?
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| Da: |
I will function sufficiently to stop Lore, Doctor.
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| Lo: |
Crystal entity form, it's your old friend. Very good. You've
understood perfectly so far. Next I will signal of about transport
something out, at which time the deflector shields will turn off for
a moment, and if you move in at that time, the...
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| Da: |
How sad, dear Brother. You make me wish I were an only child.
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| Lo: |
Am I this marvelous gift? The troublesome little man child. Are you
prepared for the kind of death if(?) you burned, little man?
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| Cr: |
If you take one more step towards my son...
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| Lo: |
Ah, motherhood. Back off, or I'll turn a little man into a torch.
I promise you exquisite pain unless you obey me too, Brother.
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| Cr: |
No, Boy. Data, please.
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| Lo: |
Do you see now the advantage of being completely human? It includes
kindness. I'll give you your life, Doctor. Go quickly, and I may not
injure your son at all.
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| Da: |
I will stay with Wesley, Doctor.
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| Lo: |
Go. But you would be shrieking by the count of five. 1, 2, 3, 4. Thank
you for my human qualities, Dr. Son. Wait. A small payment for your
son's misdeeds.
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| We: |
Lore's gone, sir, permanently.
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| P : |
Doctor, now Wesley is safe. Go to sick bay at once.
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| R : |
Captain, the crystal things began to move away.
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| P : |
Data, you're all right?
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| Da: |
Yes, sir. I am fine.
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| P : |
And get rid off the dumb twitch. And put on a correct uniform.
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| Da: |
Yes, Captain.
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| P : |
Ensign Crasher, you are able to return to duty?
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| We: |
Yes, sir.
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| P : |
And do so, and at the Bridge known(?) at all well done here.
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| We: |
Aye, sir.
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| R : |
It's gone, sir. Without Lore it had no way to reach us.
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| P : |
We're overdue for computer refess(?). Number One, you have considered
that Date is more human or less human than we want.
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| R : |
I only wish we are always well balanced, sir.
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| P : |
Agreed.
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