From: andres@cbnewsj.cb.att.com (Andy C) Newsgroups: rec.arts.startrek,alt.startrek.creative Subject: The Once and Future Starship - Scene 3 Keywords: ASCII Text 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. SCENE 3 FADE IN: EXT. SPACE - THE TWO ENTERPRISES (OPTICAL) The two Enterprises continue to orbit the planet as we begin the voice over. PICARD (V.O.) 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. PICARD (V.O.) I have assembled my senior staff and the senior staff of the Enterprise-C to plan our next steps. YAR I can't believe Star Fleet is doing this to us. RIKER I think the Admiralty hasn't been the same since the Borg incident. CASTILLE The Borg? 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. PICARD 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. (a beat) Anyone? DATA We have no options, Captain. Star Fleet Regulations Paragraph . . . RIKER (interupting) 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. WORF 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. DATA Nonetheless, our next step must be to confine the survivors aboard the Enterprise. (a beat) 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. PICARD That is an excellent idea, Mr. Data. (to Riker) See to it, Number One. RIKER Aye, Sir. PICARD (to Worf) 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. WORF Yes, Captain. PICARD (to Yar and Castille) How many survivors are there? CASTILLE 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. PICARD I'm not about to throw children into the Brig. Nor am I going to separate families. Will confinement to a holodeck be satisfactory? YAR That would be more than generous, Captain. PICARD 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. O'BRIEN 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. CASTILLE There you are, Bunny! RACHEL Oh, Poppa, you know how I hate that name! (a beat) How are you? CASTILLE 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. YAR Rachel, dear, don't I get a hug? Rachel ignores her. RACHEL So this is the new Enterprise . . . nice. CASTILLE 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. WORF 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. RACHEL Oh my, what is all this, Poppa? Is it real? CASTILLE It's Earth, Rachel, or at least a simulation of what Earth used to be like. RACHEL This is where you were born? CASTILLE 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. RACHEL 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. YAR She's up to something, Richard. She's been laying it on pretty thick since she got here. CASTILLE Come on, Tasha, she's been couped up on our little planet for a long time. Let her explore. (a beat) 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. LA FORGE Geez, Worf, you've about scared me to death! Worf gives Geordie one of his patented Klingon looks but says nothing. LA FORGE 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. WORF I need a favor, Commander. LA FORGE Sure, Worf, anything for you. What is it? WORF I need a secure channel from my quarters on this frequency. He hands Geordie a data pad. Geordie looks at it and is mildly shocked. LA FORGE Worf, this is a Klingon frequency! WORF Yes. Will you grant my request? LA FORGE I don't know, Worf, the Captain might not like this, not to mention what Commander Riker might think. Just what are you up to? WORF I cannot say . . . yet. Will you grant my request, Commander? LA FORGE 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. WORF 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 serious face. 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. YAR 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 ? CASTILLE 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. YAR 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 free. CASTILLE 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 families. YAR I know. (a beat) Damn, I know the regs about as well as anyone and I can't think of a way out of this either. CASTILLE Well, there must be someone on this ship who could help us. Who did you rely on when you were on the alternate Enterprise? YAR 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. CASTILLE Come on, Tasha, there must have been someone you at least talked to. YAR Well there was . . . Just then a shadowy figure comes into view. It steps out into the starlight. It is Guinan. YAR (CONT.) Guinan. GUINAN Hello, Tasha, Castille. Yar is shocked, but somehow knows that Guinan would show up at a time like this. YAR Guinan, how did you get in here? GUINAN 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. CASTILLE We are trying to figure out a defense for these charges against us. YAR I was just telling Richard that you were the only one I can remember confiding in. (a beat) It's only been twenty three years, but my memories seem kind of dim. GUINAN 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. YAR I really don't recall. GUINAN 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. (a beat) It's too bad you don't have a positronic brain like Data, then you'd never forget your friends. YAR Data, of course! I just remembered something . . . I always used to talk to him. He was so non-threatening, so easy to talk to. (turns to Castille) He could access all the legal banks in the Federation in a matter of minutes! GUINAN Data. Now there's an idea! Castille, Yar and Guinan all smile at once. Suddenly Tasha stops smiling. YAR Oh, but, Guinan, I treated him rather badly earlier. Do you think he would still want to help? GUINAN 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. YAR Thanks, I'll try not to take that personally. CASTILLE Do you think you could arrange for us to meet with Data? GUINAN 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. YAR I think I should be the one, Guinan. Guinan nods her head in the affirmative and smiles gently at Tasha. 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. YAR Hello, Data. Thank you for agreeing to see me. DATA Do not thank me yet, Tasha. YAR No, I want to thank you. You didn't have to go to all this trouble for me, especially after how I treated you yesterday. YAR (CONT.) (a beat) Well, I just wanted to apologize. DATA There is no need to apologize, Tasha, I have no feelings to be hurt. YAR OK, Data. So, what have you learned? DATA I have been reviewing your case with the Federation legal banks and have failed to come up with any solution to your problem. (a beat) I am sorry. YAR 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 Directive. DATA Intriguing. That might be a possibility. (a beat) Accessing. YAR What, Data, what might be a possibility? DATA A moment please, Tasha. (a beat while he continues accessing) There is a small probability, but it may in fact suffice. Tasha is overwhelmed with joy and throws herself into Data's arms. YAR 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. FADE OUT. END OF SCENE 3