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Rejected sequel to YESTERDAY'S ENTERPRISE 4 of 6
From: firstname.lastname@example.org (Andy C)
Subject: The Once and Future Starship - Scene 3
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Date: 9 Aug 91 23:40:52 GMT
Organization: AT&T Bell Labs
STAR TREK: "The Once and Future Starship" 8/9/91 - SCENE 3 1.
EXT. SPACE - THE TWO ENTERPRISES (OPTICAL)
The two Enterprises continue to orbit the planet as we begin
the voice over.
Captain's Log, Stardate 44636.1. We have
received orders from Star Fleet Command to
arrest the survivors of the battle at
Norendra III. It seems the Admiralty is
not convinced of the time travel theory
despite the presence of this alternate
version of Tasha Yar.
INT. BRIDGE BRIEFING ROOM (OPTICAL)
PICARD, RIKER, WORF, DATA, GEORDIE, YAR and CASTILLE sit in the
main bridge briefing lounge. The planet can be seen out the
wide curving windows and perhaps the Enterprise-C as well.
I have assembled my senior staff and the
senior staff of the Enterprise-C to plan
our next steps.
I can't believe Star Fleet is doing this to
I think the Admiralty hasn't been the same
since the Borg incident.
Picard raises his hand to get their attention and call the
meeting to order. He is no happier than Riker and the others
about the turn of events.
That's a long story and one that isn't
relevant to the current proceedings.
(Picard pulls down his shirt)
What I need are options.
We have no options, Captain. Star Fleet
Regulations Paragraph . . .
Data, Captain Picard and the rest of the
people in this room are well aware of the
regulations. Strictly speaking what these
people did could be construed as mutiny.
They are not mutineers, they are warriors.
Those who defend Klingons against the
attack of honorless Romulans are heros!
Yar is still uncomfortable with Worf, but she acknowledges his
comment with a nod.
Nonetheless, our next step must be to
confine the survivors aboard the
However, since we are not within normal
cruising distance of a starbase, you do
have the authority to call for a formal
Inquiry Board on the Enterprise. Such a
Board may be used to clear the defendants
if it is found that no general court
martial is warranted.
That is an excellent idea, Mr. Data.
See to it, Number One.
Meanwhile, Mr. Worf, assemble a security
team and beam down to the surface. See to
it that all the survivors are transported
aboard the Enterprise.
Worf's eyes are aflame as he answers in a deep rumble.
(to Yar and Castille)
How many survivors are there?
Thirty crew and ten children. The oldest
is our daughter, Rachel, shes 21 years old,
not a child anymore. The other children
range from sixteen down to five years old.
I'm not about to throw children into the
Brig. Nor am I going to separate families.
Will confinement to a holodeck be
That would be more than generous, Captain.
Let's proceed then, the sooner we get this
nonsense over with the better.
The meeting breaks up and they all depart, Picard remains
seated staring out at the planet.
INT. TRANSPORTER ROOM (OPTICAL)
O'Brien is at the console, two security persons are posted at
either side of the doorway. Tasha and Castille are standing in
front of the console facing the platform.
This is the last group.
He energizes the transporter and six figures take shape on the
platform, Worf, another security officer and the last four
survivors, including Rachel Castille. Rachel looks around the
chamber then spots her parents and runs to her father's arms.
The security officer leads the others out of the room. Worf
waits for the Castille family.
There you are, Bunny!
Oh, Poppa, you know how I hate that name!
How are you?
I'm . . . we're fine! They've taken good
care of us. Captain Picard is on our side,
I think, but he has his orders.
Rachel, dear, don't I get a hug?
Rachel ignores her.
So this is the new Enterprise . . . nice.
Rachel, say hello to your mother.
Rachel goes to Tasha and gives her one of those off the cheek
fake kisses. Worf has had enough, he motions to them to leave.
Come, I will escort you to the holodeck.
They turn and leave the room.
INT. HOLODECK 3 - EARTH SCENE DAY (OPTICAL)
The holodeck is set to display a pleasant old Earth scene with
lots of trees and grass, we hear the holodeck door open. We
see several young children running and playing, in the distance
are some buildings. The kids love it. Tasha, Castille and
Rachel walk into the scene. Rachel is awed by the scene.
Oh my, what is all this, Poppa? Is it
It's Earth, Rachel, or at least a
simulation of what Earth used to be like.
This is where you were born?
Well, not exactly, but close enough. Earth
hasn't been this open and plush for many
years, but parts of it are still this nice.
At least it was the last time I was there.
This is wonderful. I'm going to check out
the living quarters and order myself
something to eat, maybe even chocolate!
Rachel runs away toward the buildings leaving Yar and Castille
alone. They stand admiring the scene for a moment.
She's up to something, Richard. She's been
laying it on pretty thick since she got
Come on, Tasha, she's been couped up on our
little planet for a long time. Let her
Besides, we have more important things to
worry about. We need to meet with the
others and start working on our defense.
Yar nods her agreement then they clasp hands and walk toward
the buildings in the distance.
INT. MAIN ENGINEERING
GEORDIE LA FORGE is working on some instruments in a shadowy
corner of Main Engineering. He is reading some panel, then
turns and comes face to face with WORF, who has walked up
behind him. Geordie is startled.
Geez, Worf, you've about scared me to
Worf gives Geordie one of his patented Klingon looks but says
What can I do for you, old buddy?
Worf considers his words before speaking, then looks around to
see that no one else is around.
I need a favor, Commander.
Sure, Worf, anything for you. What is it?
I need a secure channel from my quarters on
He hands Geordie a data pad. Geordie looks at it and is mildly
Worf, this is a Klingon frequency!
Yes. Will you grant my request?
I don't know, Worf, the Captain might not
like this, not to mention what Commander
Riker might think. Just what are you up
I cannot say . . . yet. Will you grant my
OK, Worf, for you, I'll do it. If you
think it's important enough. Lord knows
you got me out of a lot of tight spots.
Thank you, I am in your debt.
Worf walks away, Geordie is left alone shaking his head, he
returns to his instruments.
INT. WORF'S QUARTERS
It is dark in Worf's quarters. He approaches his terminal and
sits in a chair in front of it. He activates the panel and
SPEAKS into it in KLINGON. After a few minutes of dialog he
stops and turns off the terminal. The camera closes on his
INT. HOLODECK - EARTH SCENE NIGHT (OPTICAL)
Castille and Yar plot sit under a tree plotting the Enterprise-
C crew's defense. She is cradled in his arms.
How could this happen, we were trying to
save the Federation's future and now it's
all backfired ? What do we do now, Captain
I don't know, technically we are guilty of
mutiny. If I were in Star Fleet's shoes I
guess I would arrest us too.
I don't think the crew would appreciate
your logic. They weren't to happy with us
handling the defense, we have to come up
with something good enough to set us all
I know. Now that the danger of
contaminating the future is over, a lot of
them would like to return to the
Federation, particularly those with
Damn, I know the regs about as well as
anyone and I can't think of a way out of
Well, there must be someone on this ship
who could help us. Who did you rely on
when you were on the alternate Enterprise?
No one. I always relied on my wits and
muscle to get by, that's what you had to do
to survive on my home planet.
Come on, Tasha, there must have been
someone you at least talked to.
Well there was . . .
Just then a shadowy figure comes into view. It steps out into
the starlight. It is Guinan.
Hello, Tasha, Castille.
Yar is shocked, but somehow knows that Guinan would show up at
a time like this.
Guinan, how did you get in here?
I know the Boss, we drink prune juice
together. Besides, you are the ones
confined, I can go where I please. I just
wanted to see how you were doing.
We are trying to figure out a defense for
these charges against us.
I was just telling Richard that you were
the only one I can remember confiding in.
It's only been twenty three years, but my
memories seem kind of dim.
That's normal, some of your memories will
fade as this timeline diverges from the one
you left. But I can't believe I was the
only one you talked to. Judging by all the
fond memories people on this ship still
have of you, I have to believe you were
close to some of them in your timeline.
I really don't recall.
Then perhaps it's time to shed that reality
and make use of your friends in this one.
Some of them are quite capable, and some
really love you.
It's too bad you don't have a positronic
brain like Data, then you'd never forget
Data, of course! I just remembered
something . . . I always used to talk to
him. He was so non-threatening, so easy to
(turns to Castille)
He could access all the legal banks in the
Federation in a matter of minutes!
Data. Now there's an idea!
Castille, Yar and Guinan all smile at once. Suddenly Tasha
Oh, but, Guinan, I treated him rather badly
earlier. Do you think he would still want
Data doesn't have a hateful bone in his
body . . . so to speak. I think he would
help a dog who just bit him on the
backside, if it needed helping.
Tasha relaxes and smiles again, she knows Guinan is right.
Thanks, I'll try not to take that
Do you think you could arrange for us to
meet with Data?
I think I could arrange for one of you to
meet with him.
Tasha comprehends Guinan's message, this is something she must
handle with Data.
I think I should be the one, Guinan.
Guinan nods her head in the affirmative and smiles gently at
INT. TEN FORWARD (OPTICAL)
Data stands alone in the room, the lights are dim, he admires
the planet below through the wide windows. Suddenly the doors
open and Tasha enters. A security officer can be seen behind
her. The officer takes up a position outside the doors as she
enters the room. The doors close behind her.
Hello, Data. Thank you for agreeing to see
Do not thank me yet, Tasha.
No, I want to thank you. You didn't have
to go to all this trouble for me,
especially after how I treated you
Well, I just wanted to apologize.
There is no need to apologize, Tasha, I
have no feelings to be hurt.
OK, Data. So, what have you learned?
I have been reviewing your case with the
Federation legal banks and have failed to
come up with any solution to your problem.
I am sorry.
Nothing, Data? There must be some case,
some precedent somewhere. The rules aren't
that cut and dried, not even the Prime
Directive is that inflexible.
Data is taken by surprise at the mention of the Prime
Intriguing. That might be a possibility.
What, Data, what might be a possibility?
A moment please, Tasha.
(a beat while he continues
There is a small probability, but it may in
Tasha is overwhelmed with joy and throws herself into Data's
Oh, Data, I knew you could do it!
The camera closes to a tight shot of their faces and then only
Data's. He is as pleased as any Android could be.
END OF SCENE 3
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