[Fajo's den]
(Data is trying to get into the wall safe when -)
VARRIA:
If I help you escape,
will you take me with you?
He's sleeping,
and there isn't much time.
DATA:
The consequences if we are caught
—
VARRIA:
I know the consequences.
Fourteen years.
You learn a few things.
There's an escape pod
in the aft cargo bay.
(She opens the safe and takes the disruptor)
[Jovis Cargo bay]
DATA:
Perhaps I should attempt to communicate with the Enterprise.
VARRIA:
You can't. Fajo has
communications access
restricted to The Bridge.
Once we're out, the shuttlepod will emit an emergency beacon.
We'll just have to hope
somebody responds before
Fajo is able to destroy us.
DATA:
I am trained in evasive manoeuvres.
VARRIA:
We'll need a few. Let's get going.
As soon as I start
the escape sequence,
an alarm will sound.
We won't have much time.
(Data gets in The Pod, Varria goes to a control station and presses buttons. The alarm sounds, a man runs in. She points the disrupter at him, then is jumped from behind by another crewman and disarmed. Man number one cancels the sequence while Data rescues Varria. Data ends up throwing both men across the bay. They go to start again, when Fajo enters. The disrupter is lying on the floor. Varria dives for it but lands short. Fajo aims another disrupter at her. For a moment, he starts to turn away, then fires. Varria screams for several seconds before she finally disintegrates. Data comes out of the pod)
FAJO:
It's your fault.
You knew the price
for disobedience.
And so did she.
Well, there's always
another Varria.
(Data picks up the disrupter and points it at Fajo)
FAJO:
You won't hurt me.
Fundamental respect
for all living beings.
That is what you said.
I'm a living being, therefore
you can't harm me.
DATA:
You will surrender yourself
to The Authorities.
FAJO:
Or what? You'll fire?
Empty threat and
we both know it.
Why don't you
accept your fate?
You will return to your chair
and you will sit there.
You will entertain me
and you will entertain
my guests.
And if you do not,
I will simply kill
Somebody Else.
Him, perhaps. It doesn't matter.
Their blood will be
on your hands too,
just like poor Varria's.
Your only alternative, Data,
is to fire. Murder me.
That's all you have to do.
Go ahead. Fire.
If only you could feel
rage over Varria's death.
If only you could feel
the need for revenge,
then maybe you could fire.
But you're just an android.
You can't feel anything, can you?
It's just another interesting intellectual puzzle for you.
Another of life's curiosities.
Data Does The Calculation.
DATA:
I cannot permit this
to continue.
(He levels the disrupter at Fajo again)
FAJO:
Wait. Your programme
won't allow you to fire.
You cannot fire. No.
(A transporter beam takes hold of Data)
[Transporter room]
O'BRIEN:
I'm reading a weapon
in transit with Commander Data.
It seems to have
discharged, sir.
RIKER:
Discharged?
O'BRIEN:
I'm deactivating it.
RIKER:
Welcome back, Mister Data.
Are you all right?
DATA:
Yes, Commander.
Please arrange to take Kivas Fajo
into custody on charges
of murder, kidnapping, theft.
RIKER:
The arrangements have
already been made.
DATA:
A Varon-T disruptor.
It belongs to Fajo.
RIKER:
Mister O'Brien says the weapon
was in a state of discharge.
DATA:
Perhaps something occurred during transport, Commander.
[Brig]
FAJO:
Oh, have you come to see me to repent?
Is this your final satisfaction?
Want to see me beg for mercy?
You're not going to get any of that from me.
DATA:
I expected nothing.
FAJO:
Our roles are reversed,
aren't they, Data?
You're The Collector now.
Me, I'm in A Cage.
DATA:
So it seems.
FAJO:
Just don't count me out too quickly.
I had you in my collection once.
I can have you there again.
DATA:
Unlikely, sir.
Your collection has been confiscated.
All of your stolen possessions are being returned to their rightful owners.
You have lost everything
you value.
FAJO:
It must give you great pleasure.
DATA:
No, sir, it does not.
I do not feel pleasure.
I am only an android.
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