From: andres@cbnewsj.cb.att.com (Andy C)
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Subject: The Once and Future Starship - Scene 5
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Date: 11 Aug 91 17:50:33 GMT
Organization: AT&T Bell Labs

STAR TREK: "The Once and Future Starship" 8/9/91 - SCENE 5                1.



                           SCENE 5


FADE IN:


INT. GUEST QUARTERS

Tasha and Castille are sitting in their dimly lit guest
quarters when the entry beep sounds.


                           YAR

          Come in.

The door slides open and Data enters the room.


                           YAR

          Data!
                    (sadly)
          If you're here to tell us about Star
          Fleet's decision we already know.


                           DATA

          No, Tasha, that is not why I have come.
          I wish to speak to you about your
          daughter.


                           YAR

          I was wondering where the two of you
          disappeared to after the Inquiry Panel.
          What has she done now, Data?  What did
          she say to you?


                           DATA

          She wishes to return to the Federation
          with us, Tasha, and that is not all.
                    (a beat)
          She seems to feel you will try to stop
          her, and that you are an evil women.


                           YAR

          I was afraid something like this would
          happen.  She's an ungrateful and spoiled
          child.


                           CASTILLE

          Come on, Tasha.  What did you expect?
                    (gestures around the room)


                           CASTILLE (CONT)

          She sees all this and compares it to the
          life we have led on the planet all of
          these years, naturally she'd want to
          stay here.


                           YAR

          When I was her age I was graduating from
          Star Fleet Academy.  When I was four
          years younger than her I was defending
          myself from rape gangs on a planet gone
          mad!


                           CASTILLE

          Nobody is saying you didn't have a
          harder childhood than any person should
          ever have to deal with, Tasha.  All we
          are saying is you should want better for
          Rachel.


                           YAR

          You know I do, Richard, but I just can't
          talk to her anymore, she just shuts me
          out.


                           DATA

          Rachel said much the same about you,
          Tasha.  I suggested that the two of you
          seek the assistance of Counselor Troi.
          Rachel has agreed.  Will you meet with
          her?

Tasha looks deeply into Castille's eyes.  He nods his head
in the affirmative.


                           YAR

          OK, Data, I'll give it a try.  If I'm
          going to spend the rest of my life in a
          rehabilitation colony, I might as well
          make peace with my daughter.


                           DATA

          I will arrange it with Counselor Troi.


INT. BRIDGE BRIEFING ROOM (OPTICAL)

Picard is at the head of the table in the briefing room off
the main bridge, Riker is to his right, Worf to Riker's
right and Geordie across from Worf.  Space, the planet and
the Enterprise-C can all be seen out the windows.  The mood
is tense.


                           PICARD

          The last thing Admiral Colltear said was
          that he had received a message from the
          Klingon High Command regarding this
          case.  Perhaps you could provide some
          insight into the motives of the
          Klingons, Mr. Worf.


                           WORF

          No, Captain.


                           RIKER

          No, you have no insights, or no you
          refuse?

Worf remains silent, staring across the table to avoid
Riker's stare.


                           LA FORGE

          Worf, I think it's time we let the
          Captain and Commander Riker in on our
          little secret.

Worf glares across the table at Geordie furious over his
statement.  He still refuses to speak.  Riker looks from
Worf to Geordie.  Since Worf isn't talking, Riker addresses
Geordie.


                           RIKER

          What's going on here, Commander?


                           LA FORGE

          Worf asked me to set up a tight beam
          scrambled channel to a point in the
          Klingon Empire on a Klingon defense
          force frequency.  He sent them a message
          of some kind.  I don't even know what it
          was.
                    (a beat)
          I'm sorry, Worf, but they had to know.

                           PICARD

          Your brother!  You sent him a message,
          didn't you?


                           WORF

          Yes.


                           PICARD

          What did you tell him?


                           WORF

          I asked him to discretely let the High
          Command know that the heros of Norendra
          III still lived and that they were in
          need of assistance.


                           PICARD

          I agree with your objectives, Mr. Worf,
          but your methods are questionable at
          best.  On the other hand, you may have
          indirectly provided us with just the
          ammunition we need to vindicate these
          people.
                    (a beat)
          I must speak with Admiral Colltear
          immediately.

Picard stands, and as he does so he gives Riker a look that
somehow sends the message - you look after these two, they
need a little discipline.  Picard walks away and exits the
room.  Worf and Geordie stand as if to leave as well, they
get to within a step of the door before Riker speaks.


                           RIKER

          I don't recall having dismissed anyone!

Worf and La Forge stop in their tracks and turn to face
Riker.  Riker stands, he is on one side of the table, they
on the other.  Worf snaps to attention.   Geordie tries to
but he looks like he's forgotten how, he glances at Worf for
a hint and then straightens up.  Riker strolls around the
table to their side and walks around them, his hands joined
behind his back.


                           RIKER

          Mr. Worf, there is a proper chain of
          command aboard this vessel.  It is my
          duty to see that the ship functions
          properly and to keep the Captain advised
          of any activities worthy of his
          attention.  Going behind my back to pull
          this little stunt is a serious breach of
          that protocol that will not be
          tolerated.

Worf and LaForge straighten up even more.  Riker turns to
LaForge.


                           RIKER

          Mr. LaForge, since you are the senior
          officer, I have no choice but to hold
          you accountable for this incident.
                    (a beat)
          Mr. Worf, you are dismissed!

Worf goes to an "at ease" posture then confronts Riker.


                           WORF

          Commander, Mr. LaForge was not
          responsible . . .


                           RIKER

          I said you are dismissed, Mr. Worf!

Worf nods and then turns on a heel and exits.  LaForge
remains at attention.


                           RIKER

          As for you, Mr. LaForge, I will let the
          Captain decide whether a written
          reprimand will appear on your record.  I
          hope you will exercise better judgement
          next time something like this comes up.
                    (softer)
          Don't let it happen again, Geordie.
          You're dismissed.


                           LA FORGE

          Thank you, Sir.

Geordie walks briskly out of the conference room,  Riker is
left alone, he shakes his head.


INT. READY ROOM (OPTICAL)

Picard is seated at his desk a forgotten cup of tea sits on
the desk in a crystal mug.  He turns his terminal and
activates it.


                           PICARD

          Computer, open a priority channel on
          scramble to Admiral Colltear at Star
          Fleet Headquarters.  Establish real-time
          connection via the starship Potemkin.

Some computer beeps can be heard as the computer fulfills
Picard's request.


                           COMPUTER (O.S.)

          Channel established, Admiral Colltear
          acknowledges.

Admiral Colltear's face appears on the screen.


                           PICARD

          Admiral, I was wondering if you could
          give me any additional information
          regarding the Klingon's message.


                           COLLTEAR

          Of course, Captain, I was about to
          contact you.  It seems the Klingons have
          found out about the survivors of what
          they call the Glorious Battle of
          Norendra III.  They are hailing the
          survivors as heros and insisting that we
          treat them as such.


                           PICARD

          I see, how interesting.


                           COLLTEAR

          Interesting!  Is that all you have to
          say?  Now I have two conflicting sets of
          priorities, one from our Council and one
          from theirs!


                           PICARD

          Indeed.
                    (a beat)
          May I suggest a course of action, Sir?


                           COLLTEAR

          Yes, of course, Captain.


                           PICARD

          Perhaps you should suggest to the
          Federation Council that it would not be
          wise to anger the new leadership of the
          Klingon Empire at this time.
                    (a beat)
          If  you were to accept the
          interpretation of the Prime Directive
          that we have established that would
          allow the Council to divorce themselves
          from that issue.  This will permit them
          to acknowledge the hero status of the
          survivors without looking foolish to the
          Klingons.


                           COLLTEAR

          That's a very good idea, Captain Picard.
          This Klingon thing is just what I need
          to convince the Council.
                    (a beat)
          I'll advise the Council of the message
          from the Klingons.  Once they have a
          chance to review our suggestions, I
          think that they will be willing to let
          me uphold your Inquiry findings.  You
          may be hearing from me again with a
          different message from the Council.
                    (a beat)
          In the meantime, you may notify the
          survivors that the Klingons have already
          offered them the free use of the planet
          they have been living on, which they
          have renamed Klah'Norendra, or New
          Norendra.  Of course, the family members
          may return to the Federation aboard the
          Enterprise.
                    (a beat)
          I'll be speaking to you again soon,
          Picard, keep up the good work. Colltear
          out.

The screen goes blank and Picard sits back and smiles.  He
picks up a half forgotten crystal mug of tea from his desk
and takes a sip.


INT. TROI'S QUARTERS

Troi sits behind her desk, in two comfortable chairs facing
her are Tasha and Rachel.


                           TROI

          Let me tell you a little about what I
          do.  My title is Ship's Counselor, a
          position that didn't exist in the
          timeline you are familiar with, Tasha,
          and one that did not yet exist when your
          father was in Star Fleet, Rachel.  My
          job is to help the crew and their
          families cope with the stresses of life
          aboard ship.
                    (a beat)
          What I would like to do is get a
          dialogue going.  Rachel,  you feel that
          your mother has somehow ruined your life
          by forcing the Enterprise-C crew to
          divert to this planet.  Tasha, you feel
          that Rachel is dreadfully spoiled
          because she cannot appreciate what  you
          have sacrificed to bring her here and
          raise her well.


                           RACHEL

          Oh, she sacrificed!  I'm the one who had
          to give up hope of ever seeing the
          Federation, of ever benefiting from it!
          She never gave up a thing, she loves it
          on that putrid old planet!


                           YAR

          I gave up the Federation too!  I gave up
          my future, the only friends I had to
          come back in time and help your father!
          We didn't expect to survive that battle
          at all.  Surviving, and having all this
          time with your father and with you, has
          all been like a gift to me.  I would
          have been happy on any planet, you see I
          was alive, when all the odds said I
          should have been dead.


                           RACHEL

          Sometimes I wish you had all died in
          that battle!

Tasha reaches over and smacks Rachel across the face.


                           YAR

          Don't ever say that again!   What's
          wrong with you, don't you want to live!


                           RACHEL

          Yes, mother!  I want to live, I want to
          experience all that life has to offer
          and I won't be able to until you let go
          and stop with the martyr routine.  I
          just want to live my own life!


                           TROI

          Tasha, she's not a child, and you don't
          have to save the Federation from it's
          own future anymore.  It's time that you
          left the past behind and allow
          yourselves to face the future each on
          your own terms.

Tasha looks down, disgusted with herself and the situation.
She wonders how it ever got so bad.


                           YAR

                    (apologetic)
          I'm sorry I hit you, Rachel.  I'm sorry
          you feel I kept you here against your
          will just to torture you and the others.
          I guess I haven't exactly been the best
          mother in the galaxy, but I want you to
          know that I never meant to hurt you.  I
          did what I could to keep you healthy and
          safe, but I couldn't give you the
          Federation.
                    (a beat)
          Until now.

Rachel slowly realizes what Tasha is saying.  Then brightens
and smiles.


                           RACHEL

          You mean I can stay?


                           YAR

          Of course, I could hardly stop you, you
          know.  You are an adult and a Federation
          citizen.  Besides, I know it would be
          best for you.  I guess I always knew,
          but just didn't want to let go.
                    (a beat)
          There are no people your age in our
          group, no Universities, no wonderfully
          different aliens.  I want you to have
          all that.  You see, I love you, Rachel,
          I always have and always will.  I'll
          miss you.


                           RACHEL

          But you can come with me, you and Poppa.
          You don't have to stay here!


                           YAR

          We may not be able to stay here either,
          Rachel, Star Fleet is about to throw the
          book at us!

Just then an intercom tone sounds.


                           PICARD (O.S.)

          Counselor Troi, I'm sorry to interrupt
          you, but is Tasha with you?


                           YAR

          I'm here, Captain.


                           PICARD (O.S.)

          Ah, Tasha, I have been searching for
          you.  I thought you would like to know
          that Star Fleet has finally seen the
          wisdom of your defense and has upheld
          the findings of the Inquiry Panel.  Not
          only that, but I have been authorized to
          present you and the other crew members
          with the Order of the Federation for
          your accomplishment at Norendra III.
          The Klingons are also sending a ship to
          escort you on a victory tour of the
          Empire culminating with a ceremony on
          the Klingon home world.  You're free,
          Tasha!

Tasha and Rachel look at each other and then stand and hug
each other.


EXT. SPACE - THE TWO ENTERPRISES (OPTICAL)

The ship's continue to orbit the planet.


                           PICARD (V.O.)

          Captain's Log, Stardate 44638.2.
          Several of the crew of the Enterprise-C
          have chosen to return to the Federation
          with us.  Tasha Yar and her husband
          Richard Castille and some other
          remaining crew members have opted to
          remain on Klah'Norendra and to live
          there when their tour of the Klingon
          Empire is complete.


INT. TRANSPORTER ROOM
Worf and Data stand in front of the transporter console.
Castille and some other of the "returnees" wait on the
platform.  O'Brien waits behind the console to transport
them down. Yar and Geordie are off to one side speaking in
hush tones.  Yar approaches Worf.


                           YAR

          Thank you for what you did for us.


                           WORF

          I did nothing.


                           YAR

          Geordie told me about your private call.
                    (a beat)
           I don't know you, but I understand you
          were close to the  . . . other me.


                           WORF

          You taught me all I know, and Klingons
          always repay their debts.

Tasha reaches to Worf and grasps his shoulder for a moment
and then releases.  Worf walks out of the shot.  Tasha turns
to Data


                           YAR

          Data, I don't know how to say goodbye to
          you either.  I didn't say goodbye to you
          when I left last time.
                    (a beat)
          We owe you our freedom, Data, we
          couldn't have done it without you.


                           DATA

          I did what I could, Tasha.
                    (a beat)
          You can return to the Federation, they
          would gladly send a transport when your
          tour of the Empire is completed.


                           YAR

          Perhaps someday, Data, but Richard and I
          are set in our ways.  We have really
          grown to love the isolation and simple
          life we lead.  We've had all the
          adventures we'll ever need.
                    (a beat)
          Rachel, on the other hand is just
          starting on hers.  She is going to try
          to get to Earth, will you do me a favor
          and look after her until she gets there
          and check on her occasionally.


                           DATA

          I will, Tasha, I promise to see her
          safely to Earth.


                           YAR

          You'd better!
                    (a beat)
          I may not remember a lot of things from
          my time on the alternate Enterprise, but
          I just remembered why  we made you her
          Godfather.

Yar hugs Data and gives him a kiss on the cheek.


                           YAR

                    (whispers)
          Goodbye, and take care, Data.

Tasha and the others take up their positions on the platform
and beam out.  Final shot is of Data as he almost smiles.


EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE-D AND C

The Enterprise-D gracefully slips out of orbit and leaves
the Enterprise-C behind.   As they move away the new version
of Klingon cruiser from "Reunion" settles into orbit around
the planet.  The Enterprise then warps away.

FADE OUT.

                       END OF SCENE 5.


ROLL END CREDITS.


                           THE END