Star Trek Generations Page #20
- PG
- Year:
- 1994
- 118 min
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TROI:
Over here, Data! I think I've found something.
Data moves to her, with a hopeful and excited look.
TROI:
(off tricorder)
One life sign, very faint.
Data hands his tricorder to Troi and then begins to pull debris aside
with android strength.
As Data pulls aside a large piece of plating, revealing Spot the Cat
sitting in the wreckage. She looks at Data and gives a plaintive meow.
DATA:
(relieved)
Spot.
He picks up the cat and holds it close, stroking its fur. The cat purrs
happily.
DATA:
I am very happy to find you, Spot.
Troi smiles.
TROI:
Another family reunited.
Data turns, revealing that there are tears in his eyes. Troi is
surprised and touched at the sight.
TROI:
Data, are you all right?
DATA:
I am not sure, Counselor. I am happy to see Spot, and yet I am crying.
My emotional program must be malfunctioning again.
Troi puts a gentle hand on him.
TROI:
No, Data, I think it's working perfectly.
Data looks up at her and smiles through his tears. Off the image of Data
cuddling his cat.
CUT TO:
183INT. READY ROOM- DAY183
Picard and Riker are sifting through the rubble of what once was the
Ready Room, looking for something.
Riker sees something in the rubble.
RIKER:
Is this it?
Riker holds up the family photo album seen earlier.
PICARD:
(relieved)
He takes the album, brushes off the dust and flips through the pages for
a moment. Riker looks around the wrecked room.
RIKER:
I'm going to miss this ship. She went before her time.
Picard has been rejuvenated by his experience, given a new perspective
on the issues of life and death.
PICARD:
It's not how many years you've lived, Will, but how you've lived them.
(beat) Someone once told me that time is a predator that stalks us all
our lives. But maybe time is also a companion who goes with us on our
journey, and reminds us to cherish the moments of our lives because they
will never come again. (beat) We are, after all, only mortal.
A quiet moment. Riker finally smiles.
RIKER:
Speak for yourself, sir. I kinda planned on living forever.
Picard smiles back at him and the two men EXIT to
184INT. MAIN BRIDGE- DAY (VFX-P) 184
Riker and Picard ENTER from the Ready Room. They look around the wrecked
Bridge for a moment. Riker glances at the captain's chair.
RIKER:
I always thought I'd have a crack at this chair one day.
PICARD:
You may still. Somehow I doubt this will be the last ship to carry the
name Enterprise.
A beat, then Picard hits his combadge.
PICARD:
(to com)
Picard to Farragut. Two to beam up.
The two men dematerialize.
FADE TO BLACK.
THE END:
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