Star Trek: First Contact Page #3

- Timeline?

This is no time to argue about time.

We don't have the time.

- What was I saying?

- You're drunk.

- I am not!

- Yes, you are.

Look, he wouldn't even talk to me

unless I had a drink with him.

And then it took three shots

of something called tequila

just to find out

he was the one we're looking for.

And I've spent the last 20 minutes

trying to keep his hands off me.

So don't go criticizing

my counseling technique.

Sorry.

It's a primitive culture.

- I'm just trying to blend in.

- You're blended, all right.

I already told him our cover story.

He didn't believe me.

We are running out of time.

Now, if we tell him the truth,

do you think he'll be able to handle it?

If you're looking for my professional

opinion as ship's counselor,

- he's nuts.

- I'll be sure to note that in my log.

Captain, I believe I am feeling anxiety.

It is an intriguing sensation.

A most distracting...

Data, I'm sure

it's a fascinating experience,

but perhaps you should deactivate

your emotion chip for now.

Good idea, sir.

Done.

Data, there are times that I envy you.

It's only me!

- Doctor, are you all right?

- Yes, but we have wounded here.

Lopez, get these people

back to Deck 14.

There was a civilian,

a woman from the 21st century.

- We got separated.

- We will watch for her.

Worf, she has no idea what's going on.

Try to find her.

Lower your weapons.

They'll ignore us

till they consider us a threat.

The manual release.

Mr. Worf, hold this position.

Manual release is online.

Perhaps we should just knock.

Data.

Ready phasers!

Data, cover me.

Captain, they've adapted!

Regroup on Deck 15.

Don't let them touch you!

- Captain!

- Data!

Here!

Captain!

Help.

Please, help.

- You! How the hell did you...

- Back off!

- Calm down!

- Shut up!

- Who are you?

- My name is Jean-Luc Picard...

No! Who are you with? What faction?

I'm not a member

of the Eastern Coalition. Listen...

I said shut up!

I don't care who you're with.

Get me the hell out of here.

Now!

That isn't going to be easy.

Well, you better find a way

to make it easy, soldier,

or I'm gonna start pushing buttons.

All right!

- Follow me.

- Slow!

Your efforts to break

the encryption codes

will not be successful.

Nor will your attempts to assimilate me

into your collective.

Brave words.

I've heard them before,

from thousands of species

across thousands of worlds

since long before you were created.

But now, they are all Borg.

I am unlike any life-form

you have encountered before.

The codes stored in my neural net

cannot be forcibly removed.

You are an imperfect being

created by an imperfect being.

Finding your weakness

is only a matter of time.

Let me just make sure

that I understand you correctly,

Commander.

A group of cybernetic creatures

from the future

have traveled back through time

to enslave the human race,

- and you're here to stop them?

- That's right.

Hot damn. You're heroic.

We're gonna prove it to you. Geordi!

- There she is. Beautiful!

- Here we go.

- All right, take a look.

- Well, well, well.

What do we got here?

I love a good peep show.

That's a trick.

- How'd you do that?

- It's your telescope.

That's our ship, the Enterprise.

- And Lily's up there right now?

- That's right.

Can I talk to her?

We've lost contact with the Enterprise.

We don't know why yet.

So, what is it you want me to do?

Simple. Conduct your warp flight

tomorrow morning just as you planned.

Why tomorrow morning?

Because at 11:
00 an alien ship will

begin passing through this solar system.

Alien. You mean extraterrestrials?

- More bad guys?

- Good guys.

They're on a survey mission.

They have no interest in Earth.

Too primitive.

Doctor, tomorrow morning, when they

detect the warp signature from your ship

and realize that humans have

discovered how to travel

faster than light,

they decide to alter their course.

They make first contact with Earth,

right here.

- Here?

- Actually, over there.

It is one of the pivotal moments

in human history, Doctor.

You get to make first contact

with an alien race,

and after you do,

everything begins to change.

Your theories on warp drive

allow fleets of starships to be built,

and mankind

to start exploring the galaxy.

It unites humanity in a way

that no one ever thought possible

when they realize

they're not alone in the universe.

Poverty, disease, war, they'll all be gone

within the next 50 years.

But unless you make that warp flight

tomorrow morning before 11:15,

none of it will happen.

And you people, you're all astronauts

on some kind of star trek.

Look, Doc, I know

this is a lot for you to take in,

but we're running out of time here.

We need your help.

What do you say?

Why not?

It's pretty bad, sir.

It looks like they control

Decks 26 up to 11.

But when they took Deck 11,

they just stopped.

The Borg have assimilated more than

half the ship in a matter of hours.

Why stop there? What is on Deck 11?

Hydroponics, stellar cartography,

deflector control.

- No vital system.

- They would not have stopped there

unless it gave them

a tactical advantage.

Return to your checkpoint.

- Send reports every 10 minutes.

- Right, sir.

Something must've happened

in Sickbay.

Where are Dr. Crusher and the others?

Why did you break the cease-fire?

- We didn't attack you!

- Who did?

There's a new faction

that wants to prevent your launch

tomorrow morning,

but we are here to help you.

This may be difficult for you to accept,

but you are not in Montana anymore.

You're on a ship, a spaceship

orbiting the Earth at an altitude of...

You wanna help me, get me out of here.

All right.

You want a way out. Here it is.

What is this?

Australia, New Guinea, the Solomons.

Montana will be up soon,

but you may want to hold your breath.

It's a long way down.

Now, listen to me. I'm not your enemy,

and I can get you home,

but first you must put that weapon down

and trust me.

Jean-Luc Picard.

My name. That's my name.

What's yours?

Lily.

Welcome aboard, Lily.

Thank you.

Maximum setting. If you'd fired this,

you would've vaporized me.

It's my first ray gun.

There's no glass.

Force field.

I've never seen that kind of technology.

That's because

it hasn't been invented yet.

What?

There's more I have to tell you.

Come on.

Are you ready?

- Who are you?

- I am the Borg.

That is a contradiction. The Borg

have a collective consciousness.

There are no individuals.

I am the beginning, the end,

the one who is many.

I am the Borg.

Greetings.

I am curious.

Do you control the Borg collective?

You imply a disparity where none exists.

I am the collective.

Perhaps I should rephrase the question.

I wish to understand

the organizational relationships.

Are you their leader?

I bring order to chaos.

An interesting if cryptic response.

You are in chaos, Data.

You are the contradiction.

A machine who wishes to be human.

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