Star Trek: First Contact Page #6

Captain Ahab has to go hunt his whale.

What?

You do have books in the 24th century?

- This is not about revenge.

- Liar!

This is about saving

the future of humanity!

- Jean-Luc, blow up the damn ship!

- No!

No!

I will not sacrifice the Enterprise.

We've made too many compromises

already, too many retreats.

They invade our space and we fall back.

They assimilate entire worlds

and we fall back.

Not again.

The line must be drawn here.

This far, no further!

And I will make them pay

for what they've done.

You broke your little ships.

See you around, Ahab.

"And he piled upon

the whale's white hump

"the sum of all the rage and hate

felt by his whole race.

"If his chest had been a cannon,

he would have shot his heart upon it. "

What?

Moby-Dick.

Actually, I never read it.

Ahab spent years hunting

the white whale that crippled him,

a quest for vengeance,

but in the end,

it destroyed him and his ship.

I guess he didn't know when to quit.

Prepare to evacuate the Enterprise.

- ATR setting?

- Active.

- Main bus?

- Ready.

Initiate pre-ignition sequence.

Begin auto-destruct sequence.

Authorization, Picard 4-7-alpha-tango.

Computer,

Commander Beverly Crusher.

Confirm auto-destruct sequence.

Authorization, Crusher 2-2-beta-charlie.

Computer,

Lieutenant Commander Worf.

Confirm auto-destruct sequence.

Authorization, Worf 3-7-gamma-echo.

Command authorization accepted.

Awaiting final code

to begin auto-destruct sequence.

This is Captain Jean-Luc Picard.

Destruct sequence alpha-one.

Fifteen minutes, silent countdown.

Enable.

Self-destruct in 15 minutes.

There will be no further audio warnings.

So much for the Enterprise-E.

We barely knew her.

Think they'll build another one?

Plenty of letters left in the alphabet.

Mr. Worf.

I regret some of the things

I said to you earlier.

Some?

As a matter of fact,

I think you're the bravest man

I've ever known.

Thank you, sir.

See you on Gravett Island.

Captain.

Data?

Control to Phoenix. Final

launch sequence checks are complete.

Good luck.

- Everybody ready to make some history?

- Always am.

- I think I forgot something.

- What?

I don't know. It's probably nothing.

Begin ignition sequence.

- 20, 19...

- Oh, God!

- Now I remember!

- What?

- Where is it?

- What?

- We can't lift off without it!

- Geordi, we've got to abort.

No! No, wait, I found it.

...12, 11, 10,

- Let's rock and roll!

- 7, 6...

Turn that down a little?

Hey! We've got a red light

on the second intake valve.

Ignore it. We'll be fine.

Prepare first stage shutdown

and separation on my mark.

mark!

Okay, let's bring the warp core online.

You ain't seen nothing yet.

If you see Commander Riker

or any of my crew, give them this.

What is it?

Orders to find a quiet corner

of North America

and stay out of history's way.

Well, good luck.

To both of us.

You're not leaving, are you?

Lily, when I was held captive

on the Borg ship,

my crew risked everything to save me.

There is

someone

still on this ship,

and I owe him the same.

Go and find your friend.

What's wrong, Locutus?

Isn't this familiar?

Organic minds are such fragile things.

How could you forget me so quickly?

We were very close, you and I.

You can still hear our song.

Yes, I...

I remember you.

You were there all the time.

But that ship

and all the Borg on it were destroyed.

You think

in such three-dimensional terms.

How small you've become.

Data understands me.

Don't you, Data?

What have you done to him?

Given him what he always wanted,

flesh and blood.

Let him go. He's not the one you want.

Are you offering yourself to us?

Offering myself?

That's it. I remember now.

It wasn't enough that you assimilate me.

I had to give myself freely to the Borg.

- To you.

- You flatter yourself.

I've overseen the assimilation

of countless millions.

- You were no different.

- You're lying.

You wanted more

than just another Borg drone.

You wanted a human being

with a mind of his own

who could bridge the gulf

between humanity and the Borg.

You wanted a counterpart.

But I resisted.

I fought you.

You can't begin to imagine

the life you denied yourself.

It's not too late.

Locutus could still be with you,

just in the way you wanted,

an equal.

Let Data go,

and I will take my place at your side,

willingly, without any resistance.

Such a noble creature,

a quality we sometimes lack.

We will add your distinctiveness

to our own.

Welcome home, Locutus.

Data, you are free to go.

- Data, go.

- No.

I do not wish to go.

As you can see,

I have already found an equal.

Data, deactivate

the self-destruct sequence.

Data, no. Don't do it.

Data, listen to me.

Auto-destruct sequence deactivated.

Now enter the encryption codes

and give me computer control.

Data!

Data.

He will make an excellent drone.

Plasma injectors are online.

Everything's looking good.

I think we're ready.

They should be out there right now.

We better break the warp barrier

in the next five minutes

if we're gonna get their attention.

- Nacelles are charged and ready.

- Let's do it!

Engage!

Warp field is looking good.

Structural integrity is holding.

- Speed?

- 20,000 kilometers per second.

Sweet Jesus!

Relax, Doctor. I'm sure they're just here

to give us a send-off.

I am bringing

the external sensors online.

Thirty seconds to warp threshold.

Approaching light-speed.

We're at critical velocity.

- Quantum torpedoes locked.

- Destroy them.

Watch your future's end.

Data!

Resistance is futile.

That should be enough.

Throttle back. Take us out of warp.

Is that Earth?

That's it.

It's so small.

It's about to get a whole lot bigger.

Captain.

Data.

Are you all right?

I would imagine I look worse than I

feel.

Strange.

Part of me is sorry she is dead.

She was unique.

She brought me closer to humanity

than I ever thought possible,

and for a time,

I was tempted by her offer.

How long a time?

Zero-point-six-eight seconds, sir.

For an android, that is nearly an eternity.

Captain's Log, April 5th, 2063.

The voyage of the Phoenix

was a success,

again.

The alien ship detected

the warp signature

and is on its way

to rendezvous with history.

My God.

They're really from another world.

And they're going to want to meet

the man who flew that warp ship.

Live long and prosper.

Thanks.

I think it's time we made a discreet exit.

Riker to Enterprise,

stand by to beam us up.

You gotta go?

I envy you,

the world you're going to.

I envy you,

taking these first steps

into a new frontier.

I shall miss you, Lily.

Picard to Enterprise. Energize.

- Report.

- The moon's gravitational field

obscured our warp signature.

The Vulcans did not detect us.

Captain, I've reconfigured our warp field

to match the chronometric readings

of the Borg sphere.

- Recreate the vortex, Commander.

- Aye, sir.

All decks report ready.

- Helm standing by.

- Mr. Data,

lay in a course for the 24th century.

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