Da: |
By comparing the Star Gayzer's main computer log with Captain Picard's
personal log, I found checksum discrepancy, sir.
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R: |
What does that mean?
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Da: |
All information is time coded by entry and bits weren't total produced
aggregate amount which...
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R: |
I don't want a computer science lesson, Data. Bottom line.
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Da: |
One of these two logs is a forgery, sir.
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Ge: |
Correction. The log just(?) found were the Star Gazer is a forgery.
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Da: |
As I said. That is one of them. Is it not?
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Ge: |
Captain! You're looking better, sir.
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P: |
I ever(?) sleep, thanks to a good doctor, works wonders.
What report on the logs?
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Da: |
Yes, sir. Whoever tempered with your personal log was clever.
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Ge: |
But it was clumsy. It definitely a fabrication, sir.
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Cr: |
Number One! I'd like you to take a look at this brain scan graph.
What are you doing here?
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P: |
I thought I was a captain of the star ship.
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Cr: |
Of course you are, but I...
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Cr: |
Thank you for your conformation, Doctor. But now except Riker, I'd
like you all to return to your stations? Is that clear?
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Da: |
Sir!
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P: |
You, too, Doctor. I have business with the Commander.
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Cr: |
Under protest, sir.
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R: |
You've order for me, sir.
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P: |
Release the Star Gazer from the tractor beam, Number One.
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R: |
Sir?
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P: |
The tractor beam.
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R: |
So are you abandaning it?
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P: |
No, but her inertia will carry the Star Gazer along with us.
Or did you sleep to academy electron conservation on tractor beam power.
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R: |
No, sir. I release her(?), of course.
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Cr: |
Obviously, there're some sort of thought process disorder here.
But I can't find out a physical reason for it. Anything?
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De: |
I'm puzzled too. I keep sensing random thoughts. But two sets of them.
As if they were his but intermixed with other thoughts which are
also his.
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Cr: |
I'm the busiest moment, Wesly?
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We: |
I know, Mom, but this is important. When I practiced(?) main sensor's
engineering to trace more sensitivity experiments.
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De: |
Does it have something to do with Captain Picard?
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We: |
Yes, Mom. It is just what you're talking about here.
I don't know much about brain scans. But I glanced it these(?) you
studying them. And I noticed that these patterns are the same as those
picked up in low intensity transmissions from the Ferengi ship.
I went back and checked and it(?) exactly the same.
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De: |
What kind of transmissions?
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We: |
I don't know. Engineering has nothing like on record.
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De: |
Let's get to Captain.
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Cr: |
No. That might be affecting Captain. To Riker.
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We: |
You're welcome, ladies. Adults!
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Cr: |
A(The?) Captain, Commander?
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R: |
Resting in his quarters after ordering both of you to return to
your duty stations.
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De: |
There have been some...did he say low intensity?
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Cr: |
Um.
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De: |
Some unusual low intensity transmissions from the Ferengi vessel.
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R: |
Did who say?
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Cr: |
My son. Transmissions which exactly match certain anomalies found in
captain's brain scans. Something over there is affecting the Captain's
thought patterns.
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R: |
Computer, give me a location of Captain Picard.
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Co: |
Captain Picard is in transporter room 3.
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R: |
What? Computer, immergency order to tranpoter room 3.
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Co: |
New information. Captain Picard is no longer aboard the Enterprise.
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