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STAR TREK N E M E S I S

byJOHN LOGAN

THE SHOOTING SCRIPT

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INT. MEDICAL MONTAGE DAY1 1

Life. Glorious in its many forms. The biological pulsefinding its way heroically through the cold manipulation ofscience.

CREDITS as we see a beautiful montage of futuristic medicaltechnology. Through a microscope we see cells multiplying andgene strands exponentially increasing with the vibrancy ofexploding flowers. We see laser splicing and biologicalmanipulation on the molecular level.

CREDITS continue as we fade to…

INT. ROMULAN SENATE CHAMBER NIGHT2 2

Politics… In a cavernous, shadowy chamber. Dark figures leantogether and talk seriously. Their hushed, urgent tonesdenote the gravity of their discussion.

We can’t make out the words but there is no doubt what theyare talking about.

The three year old HUMAN BOY who stands before them. The boyis alone and frightened, lost in the sweeping grandeur of themassive chamber.

CREDITS continue as we fade to…

EXT. REMAN HOMEWORLD NIGHT3 3

Labor...

On a stark, desert planet with monolithic mountains and harshcrags shooting upward. The only light in this darknetherworld comes from the flames that accompany the hellishmining operations everywhere around us.

The human boy gazes over this desolate vista and then helooks up for a moment... at the stars.

Then a tall figure leads him firmly into one of the mines.The boy seems to disappear into this flaming crucible.

CREDITS end as we go to...

EXT. ROMULUS SUNSET4 4

The sun is setting on the capital city of the great RomulanStar Empire, The imperial monoliths and martial towers ofthis bustling city glow red as the sun dips below thehorizon.

We slowly move down toward the most imposing building of thecity. The Romulan Senate chamber.

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INT. ROMULAN SENATE CHAMBER SUNSET5 5

SENATOR TAL'AURA watches the proceedings with a studied lookof bored indifference. She glances to the familiar Romulancrest that dominates one wall of the chamber: a ferociousbird-of-prey holding two planets, one in either claw.

And then her eyes carefully cross the chamber to...

PRAETOR HIREN -- the head of the Romulan government --presiding over the Senate from a throne-like chair. He is acapable politician in his 50s.

SENATOR 1… but if we hesitate we’ll lose thisimportant source of dilithium. A tradeagreement is in the best interests of theEmpire.

SENATOR 2Praetor, I recommend we dispatch adiplomatic mission to Celes II to opennegotiations.

Senator Tal'Aura grunts slightly at the word "negotiations."Praetor Hiren glances to her.

PRAETORSenator Tal'Aura, you disagree with themotion.

TAL'AURANo, sir. I would say "negotiation" is tobe advised. I support all "diplomatic"overtures. But if you will excuse me,Praetor, I have an appointment with theTholian ambassador.

The Praetor nods. Tal’Aura stands and leaves the chamber…but she had left something behind on her desk. A small,silver box with unusual etchings on the surface.

The discussion continues as we focus on the silver box…

PRAETORThen I will call for a vote on the motionto open trade negotiations with Celes II…

The Senator at the desk next to Tal'Aura’s glances over. Thesilver box is moving.

The Senator watches, amazed, as the box begins to slowly foldopen. Then "legs" appear. The box unfolds like a spider,standing on its legs. Then it is still for a moment. TheSenator looks at it, puzzled.

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Suddenly --a bright beam of green light shoots up from thespider -- the Senators are stunned - -the beam shoots to thehigh domed ceiling of the chamber and then cascades aroundthe interior of the room, enveloping everything in a glowingshroud of green energy. In a way, it is bizarrely beautiful.

And then just as suddenly the light disappears.

A moment of silence. The Praetor and Senators are baffled.

PRAETOR (CONT'D)Would someone please tell me what thatwas? (he turns to a guard) Alertsecurity--

A plant behind the Praetor begins to shrivel…

PRAETOR (CONT’D)-- and have them run a --

The Praetor stops suddenly --as the flesh begins to melt fromhis face.

Every bit of organic matter in the chamber decays. Fleshmelts from bones while the Senators scream in agony. Everyliving thing in the chamber is dead within ten seconds.

A stunning moment of silence as we take in the carnage. Thena transporter effect ripples around the spider-weapon. Itdisappears.

And the Romulan Senate is no more. We fade to…

EXT. EARTH. ALASKA --PAVILION DAY6 6

JEAN LUC PICARD, the most beloved and respected Captain inStarfleet.

His face is resolute and set. Even stern. His white dressuniform is buttoned tightly to the neck.

He looks at us evenly and then utters the word that has beenthe watch cry for his entire life as a Starfleet officer.

PICARDDuty…

He lets the word resonate and then continues.

PICARD (CONT'D)A starship captain's life is filled withsolemn duty. I have commanded men inbattle. I have negotiated peace treatiesbetween implacable enemies. I haverepresented the Federation in firstcontact with twenty-seven alien species.

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But none of this compares to my solemnduty as… Best man.

Uproarious laughter. We pull back to reveal the weddingreception of WILL RIKER and DEANNA TROI.

The Enterprise CREW is gathered with invited GUESTS, somefrom other “Star Trek” series. Riker and Deanna sit at thecenter of a long table.

PICARD (CONT'D)Now, I know that on an occasion such asthis: it is expected that I be graciousand fulsome with praise on the wonders ofthis blessed union ... But have you twoconsidered what you're doing to? This isall a damned inconvenience ...(laughterfrom the crowd) While you're happilysettling in on the Titan, I'll have totrain a new first officer; no doubt astern martinet who'll quote the rule bookat me and never... ever…allow me to go onaway missions. (laughter) ...Then there'sthe matter of my new counselor.Undoubtedly some soft-spoken, willowything who'll be probing into my darkestpsyche as she nods her head and coossympathetically. Isn't that right,Deanna?

Deanna nods her head and coos sympathetically. Hearty,wonderful LAUGHTER!

PICARD (CONT'D)I notice Dr. Crusher laughing along withthe rest of you. As most of you know, thedoctor will also soon be leaving theEnterprise, to assume command ofStarfleet Medical. Again, I'm forced toask, Beverly, have you considered whatyou're doing to little ole’ me?! I'llprobably get some old battle-axe of adoctor who'll tell me to eat myvegetables and put me on report if Idon’t show up for my physical on time!

BEVERLYIt'll serve you right.

Laughter, laughter, laughter! He looks to Riker and Deanna:

PICARDReally, it's not too late to reconsider.No? Very well then…

He smiles and raises his glass, looks at them deeply:

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PICARD (CONT'D)Will Riker, you have been my trustedright arm for fourteen years; you havehelped keep my course true and steady.Deanna Troi, you have been my conscienceand best guide, the touchstone to thebetter parts of myself. You are myfamily. And in proper maritime traditionI wish you full sails and a clear horizon... My friends, make it so.

They drink.

EXT: --EARTH. ALASKA --PAVILION LATER7 7

The party guests mingle as a band plays. We are at abeautiful open-air pavilion high in the Denali Mountains. Thesoaring ranges of Riker's native Alaska can be seeneverywhere around us.

DR. BEVERLY CRUSHER goes to Picard.

BEVERLY(playfully)

Sort of like losing a son and gaining anempath, isn't it?

PICARDPlease, Beverly, this is hard enough.

BEVERLYIf you start tearing up I promise to beamyou out. Level one medical emergency.There’s no crying in Starfleet.

They head off toward Riker and Deanna.

Meanwhile, GEORDI LA FORGE sits with his girlfriend,

LEAHI've never seen your Captain sonostalgic. Maybe he's getting soft inhis old age.

GEORDI(laughs)

Not likely. After we installed the newSeries Four replicators, he tried toorder his usual tea and there was aglitch. Had us remove the whole bunch ofthem and put the old ones back in

LEAHThere! Nostalgic about old replicators.

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GEORDIHe just likes things the way he likesthem...

(he looks at her, smiles).)Of course, so do I.

He kisses her gently as WORF comes to them. Poor Worf isstill suffering a bit from the bachelor party He plops downbeside them, belches.

WORFRomulan ale should be illegal.

GEORDIIt is, old chum.

WORFThen it should be more illegal.

He groans and rests his head on the table, acts like he’sgoing to heave.

Meanwhile, Riker and Deanna are talking to Picard andBeverly.

DEANNAReally, Captain, it was a lovely toast.

PICARDThe least I could do for you, Deanna.Besides, you know me… I’m a talking head.

DEANNAAnd you needn't worry. I'll brief yournew counselor on everything she needs toknow.

PICARDThe hell you will. You know too muchabout me as it is ... Now you promisedthere are no speeches during the ceremonyon Betazed.

RIKERNo, no speeches. No clothes either.(winks, mischievously)

Picard looks at him. Deanna laughs.

Then the band stops playing. All turn.

DATA stands with the band.

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DATALadies and Gentlemen and invited Trangendered species ...In my study of Terranand Betazoid conjugal rites I havediscovered it is traditional to presentthe "happy couple" with a gift. GivenCommander Riker's affection for archaicmusical forms I have elected to presentthe following as my gift in honor oftheir conjugation.

Riker shoots an amused glance to Deanna. Conjugation?

Data turns to the band leader.

DATA (CONT'D)If you please, Mister Band Leader, a-oneand a-two and..

The band launches into a jaunty, swing version of the IrvingBerlin standard "Blue Skies."

DATA (CONT'D)(sings)

"Blue skies, smiling at me,Nothing but blue skies do I see. Bluebirds, singing a song, Nothing but bluebirds all day long. Never saw the sunshining so bright, Never saw things goingso right..."

The crowd is appreciative. Loves the song. Except Worf, hemomentarily raises his head from the table.

WORF(groans)

Ugghhh ...Irving Berlin.

His heads thumps down again, is about ready to BARF!

Meanwhile, Riker is anxious as a kid to join the band:

DEANNA(smiles)

All right, go ahead.

Riker eagerly joins the band. Grabs the trombone and startsjamming with the orchestra. The song really swings.

PICARD(to Deanna)

May I have this dance?

DEANNAWith pleasure, Captain.

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Meanwhile, Geordi leads Leah to the dance floor as well.Beverly goes to Worf.

BEVERLYCommander Worf ... Do Klingons swing?

WORFI am not a swinger. I am unwell.

BEVERLYDon't worry, I'm a doctor.

She pulls him to the dance floor as:

BEVERLY (CONT'D)I'm so glad you made it back to theEnterprise before I left.

WORFI was not suited for the life of a ...diplomat.

BEVERLY(wry)

Who'd have guessed?

They dance. Picard and Deanna sweep past them.

And we pull up and away as Data continues to sing and thecrew dances. It is a joyous celebration of these people.

This family. A family we love.

EXT. ENTERPRISE SPACE8 8

The Enterprise streaks through space.

INT. ENTERPRISE -- CREW LOUNGE NIGHT9 9

Data sits in the empty Crew Lounge.

As always, the android's placid, neutral expression stillsomehow manages to convey his wonder, curiosity andidiosyncratic zest for life.

Picard arrives with a very old bottle of wine.

PICARDI've been saving this. Chateau Picard2267. Batten down the hatches...

He carefully uncorks the treasured bottle as :

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PICARD (CONT'D)They say a vintner's history is in everyglass. The soil he came from. His past aswell as his hopes for the future.

He pours two glasses of the wine, then raises his glass, atoast.

PICARD (CONT'D)So… To happy endings.

DATATo happy endings.

Picard carefully takes a tiny sip, savors the flavor, finallyswallows. Enjoys it. Ahhh.

Data mimics Picard. Taking a tiny sip, savoring the flavorand finally swallowing. Ahhh.

DATA (CONT'D)Sir. I noticed an interesting confluenceof emotion at the wedding. I am familiarwith the human concept of tears throughlaughter and its inverse, laughterthrough tears, but I could not helpwondering about the human capacity forexpressing both pleasure and sadnesssimultaneously.

PICARDI understand why it would seem confusing.Certain human rituals --like weddings,birthdays or funerals evoke strong andvery complex emotions. These rites carrygreat weight with us because they denotethe passage of time.

DATAAnd you were particularly aware of thisfeeling because Commander Riker will beleaving to assume command of the Titan?

PICARDWill and Deanna joining the Titan. Dr.Crusher going to Starfleet Medical...

DATAAnd this makes you "sad"?

PICARDWell. I suppose it does a bit. I'm veryhappy for them, of course, but I'm goingto miss them. The ship will seem…incomplete without them.

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DATAThat is because you have a familiaritywith them. You can predict specificreactions and behavior and arecomfortable in that knowledge.

PICARDYes. And, frankly, I envy them as well.They've made important choices; they'regoing to have great challenges ahead ofthem. New worlds to conquer…

He takes another sip of wine. A beat.

PICARD (CONT'D)Seeing Will and Deanna today made methink about some of the choices I've madein my own life. Devoting myself toStarfleet ... Not marrying or havingchildren ... All the choices that led mehere.

A beat. Data thinks about it.

DATAThe choices I made have led me here aswell. This is the only home I have everknown. I cannot foresee a reason forleaving.

PICARDYou never know what's over the horizon,Data. Before too long you'll be offereda command of your own.

Data looks at him; he has never really considered this.

DATAIf I were… I believe my memory engramswould sense the absence of your specificreactions and behavior. I would "missyou."

PICARD (SMILES}Now, you make a toast.

DATATo new worlds…

PICARDNew worlds. Yes Data, brave new worlds…

They drink.

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INT. ROMULAN SENATE -- CORRIDOR - NIGHT10 10

Flickering braziers dimly illuminate the cold, martialsplendor of a Senate corridor.

COMMANDER DONATRA and COMMANDER SURAN stride through thecorridor.

Suran is an elder Romulan officer, respected and tenacious.Donatra - a key figure in this story so pay close attentionto her - is a maturer, beautiful woman… not without a drysense of humor.

SURANThe fleet commanders are nervous. They'veagreed to remain at their givencoordinates and await his orders. Butthey're anxious to know what's going onhere.

DONATRAI don’t blame them. We can't keep them inthe dark forever.

A voice, from the shadows:

VICEROY (V.O.)But in darkness, there is strength.

Donatra and Suran stop.

And the VICEROY steps from the shadows…

He is a terrifying sight A powerful, monstrous aliencreature; a tall, ashen-skinned ectomorph who bears adisturbing resemblance to the original Nosferatu. He isvampiric and lethal He is a Reman.

VICEROY (CONT'D)Don't you agree?

He leads them along the corridor.

INT. SENATE CHAMBER NIGHT11 11

We observe the Romulan crest, an imposing bird-of-preyclutching a planet in either claw, not unlike the KAOS emblemfrom “Get Smart,” that dominates a wall. As we hear:

SHINZON (V.O.)Consider it The great symbol of theEmpire.. But the bird-of-prey holdsplanets. Romulus, Remus. Their destiniesconjoined…

And then we see him... SHINZON!

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He is a dynamic young human in his twenties. Very handsomewith pale, almost white skin and shining, golden hair. Hewears a striking Reman military uniform.

He stands in the center of the eerily deserted chamber. Theentire floor lis a large star chart.

SHINZON (CONT'D)Yet for generations one of those planetshas been without a voice. We will besilent no longer.

Senator Tal'Aura (the female Senator who planted the weaponin the Senate chamber earlier} and two other ROMULANCOMMANDERS sit.

Cadres of Shinzon’s fearsome REMAN WARRIORS stand around thechamber. They are his sinister children of the night. Evenmore chilling now in the flickering torch light. It’s likesomething out of Tim Burton.

Donatra and Suran enter the chamber with Shinzon's Viceroy.

SHINZON (CONT'D)Join us, Commanders. Now what's thedisposition of the fleet?

SURANThey're holding position.

SHINZONAnd?

SURAN(bows his head)

They will obey, Praetor.

SHINZONIt's imperative we retain theirallegiance or our great mission will bestrangled before it can truly drawbreath.

DONATRAThey support your intentions, sir. Butthey require evidence of your… sincerity.

Shinzon looks at her. A quick beat. Shinzon decides torespond with benevolence. He smiles.

SHINZONAnd they'll have it.

(he begins to pace over thestar chart)

Tell the fleet that the days ofnegotiation and diplomacy are over.

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The Almighty Federation will fall beforeus. As I promised you.

He stands on the area of the map that denotes the NeutralZone between the Romulan Empire and the Federation.

SHINZON (CONT'D)The time we have dreamed of is at hand.The time… of conquest. (sinister laugh)

He carefully steps into the area of the map marked with theFederation symbol. He looks down at the star chart.

SHINZON (CONT'D)Cut off the dragon's head and it cannotstrike back.

A beat. Donatra watches him carefully. Something in his quietwords disturbs her.

SURANHow many Warbirds will you need?

SHINZONNone.

They look at him, stunned.

SURANPraetor. You have the whole fleet atyour disposal. They supported the coup,they'll follow you.

SHINZONThe Scimitar will serve my needs.

SURANBut surely ---

SHINZONI came this far alone ...

(he looks at his Remanwarriors)

We came this far alone. We require noassistance from the fleet. Now leave meto my thoughts.

The Commanders and Senator Tal'Aura rise and leave. Shinzonlooks to his Viceroy.

SHINZON (CONT'D)Are we prepared?

VICEROYYes, Praetor.

A beat.

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SHINZONSo many years for this moment.

(he looks up at his Viceroy,smiles)

Bring him to me.

INT. ENTERPRISE - BRIDGE – DAY12 12

The bridge crew are at their stations. Picard is not on thebridge.

WORF(grumbles)

I won't do it.

DEANNAIt's tradition, Worf. You of all peopleshould appreciate that!

(whispers)Besides, I’ve already seen it.

WORFA warrior does not appear without hisclothing. It leaves him ...vulnerable.

RIKERI don't think we're going to see muchcombat on Betazed.

DEANNADon't be too sure. Mother will be there.

Worf groans. Picard emerges from his Ready Room as:

WORFI won't do it.

PICARDWon’t do what, Mister Worf?

WORFCaptain. I think it is inappropriate fora Starfleet officer to appear…

(hates the word)…naked.

PICARDCome now, a big, strapping fellow likeyou? What are you afraid of?

Deanna laughs. Then a readout on Worf's console attracts hisattention:

WORFI'm picking up an unusual electromagneticsignature from the Kolarin system.

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PICARDWhat sort of signature?

Worf looks up. Glances at Data.

WORFPositronic.

INT. ENTERPRISE --BRIDGE -- LATER13 13

Geordi is at the Engineering station with Picard, Riker andData.

GEORDIIt's very faint but I've isolated it tothe third planet in the Kolarin system.

PICARDWhat do we know about the planet?

GEORDIUncharted. We'll have to get closer for amore detailed scan.

PICARD(to Data)

Theories?

DATASince positronic signatures have onlybeen known to emanate from androids suchas myself, it is logical to theorize thatthere is an android such as myself onKolarus III.

GEORDIHow many of you did Dr. Soong make?

DATAI thought only me, myself and Lore.

RIKER(looking at star chart)

Diverting to the Kolarin system takes usawfully close to the Romulan NeutralZone.

PICARD(looking at star chart)

Still well on our side…

Picard glances at Data, recognizes the android's deep desireto explore this possible connection to others like himself.

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PICARD (CONT'D)I think it's worth a look. Don't worry,Number One, we'll get you to Betazed withtime to spare.

RIKERThank you, sir…

PICARD(to all, especially Worf)

Where we will all honor the Betazoidtraditions. No cold feet, or any otherparts of our anatomy. Now, if you’llexcuse me. I’ll be in the gym.

He goes.

RIKER(to Helm Officer)Mister Branson, set course forthe Kolarin system. Warp Five -- (Deanna shoots him a glance)-- Warp Seven.HELM OFFICER (MISTER BRANSON)

Plotted and laid in, sir.

RIKER (CONT'D)Engage.

DEANNAYou better believe you’re engaged!

Meanwhile, Geordi and Data remain at the Engineering Station,studying the displays.

GEORDIWhat do you think, Data, a long-lostrelative?

Data doesn't respond, but the curiosity on his face isapparent.

EXT. ENTERPRISE - OVER KOLARUS III - SPACE14 14

The Enterprise is in orbit around the uncharted planet. Inthe distance we can see the distorting violence of an ionstorm.

INT. ENTERPRISE – BRIDGE15 15

Kolarus III is on the viewscreen, the ion storm raging beyondit.

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GEORDII read six distinct positronicsignatures, spread out over a fewkilometers on the surface.

PICARDWhat do we know about the population?

DATAIsolated pockets of humanoids. It appearsto be a pre- warp civilization at anearly stage of industrial development.

GEORDICaptain, I don't recommend transporting,that ion storm doesn't look veryneighborly. It could head this waywithout much warning .

PICARDUnderstood. Data, Worf, you're with me.

Picard, Data and Worf start heading toward the turbolift.

RIKER(stands, protesting)

Captain, I hope I don't have to remindyou--

PICARDI appreciate your concern, Number One,but I've been itching to try out theArgo.

RIKERSir--

PICARDCaptain's prerogative, Will. There's noforeseeable danger… and your wife wouldnever forgive me if anything happened toyou.

He steps into the turbolift with the Data and Worf.

PICARD (CONT'D)You have the bridge, Mister Troi!

The turbolift doors slide shut.

The bridge crew heartily enjoys Riker's momentary demotion tohouse husband.

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EXT. ENTERPRISE --OVER KOLARUS III – DAY16 16

The shuttlebay doors slide open and the transport vehicleArgo emerges.

The Argo is larger than a regular shuttle with a particularlylarge cargo area at the back.

EXT. KOLARUS III – DAY17 17

The Argo lands on the planet. It is primarily a desertenvironment with some canyons and mountains. Like DeathValley, blazing heat waves shimmer in the distance. Theshuttle sits silently for a moment. We wonder at the delay,then…

The rear cargo doors slide open and Picard, Data and Worfroar out on a 24th Century equivalent of a military jeep!

Picard drives, Data beside him. Worf stands in the back at amounted phaser canon. It is a muscular, exciting vehicle; aStarfleet version of the jeep from old television series "TheRat Patrol."

Picard screeches to a stop. Data and Worf lurch. A cloud ofdust momentarily obscures them. Data quickly monitors thepositronic signatures with a tricorder:

DATAThe closest signature is two kilometersto the west… that direction, sir.

PICARDThank you, Data.

(he smiles)Let's see what she can do.

He roars off in a cloud of dust!

Picard clearly enjoys driving. He roars over the desertterrain at breakneck speed, having a hell of a good time. Hiscomrades don't exactly appreciate his free-spirited drivingpanache.

Worf clings on to the mounted phaser canon for dear life.Data steadies himself by grasping onto the rollbar

DATAI will always be baffled by the humanpredilection for piloting vehicles atunsafe velocities.

Picard smiles and drives a little faster.

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DATA (CONT'D)(monitoring with tricorder)

Over that rise, sir… half a kilometer.

They continue on. Before long they can see something on thelevel desert floor before them. They approach and stop todiscover...

An android arm. The fingers patiently drumming the ground.

DATA (CONT'D)It appears to be…

(he scans with his tricorder)an arm.

WORF(suspicious)

Why is it moving?

DATALike me, it has been designed withmodular power sources.

PICARDMister Worf, if you please.

Worf climbs from the jeep and carefully approaches the arm.Gingerly picks it up. The arm responds to being picked up,the hand starts feeling around in the air like something froma horror movie. Worf shudders.

He returns to the jeep. Quickly sets the arm down in the rearcargo area.

DATAThe next signature is one kilometer tothe south.

Picard starts the jeep in motion.

Time passes as they continue on ...coming across another arm... a leg… a torso… another leg… various disassembledcomponents of a Data-like android!

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Worf stands uneasily amidst the moving body parts. There isonly one component missing: the head. Picard steers the jeepinto a canyon. Stops. Data scans with his tricorder,pointing it up into the gently sloping hills that form thesides of the canyon.

DATAThe final signature is approximately 300meters up that incline.

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PICARDMister Worf, accompany Data please.

WORF(uneasy)

To find the head, sir?

PICARD(amused)

If you don't mind.

Worf and Data climb up into the hills in pursuit of the finalpiece as Picard opens the jeep's hood and checks the engine.

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Worf and Data climb as Data scans and indicates thedirection:

DATATen meters…

Worf pulls his phaser, ready.

DATA (CONT'D)I think it unlikely you will need yourphaser to recover the cranial unit. Ofcourse, it could bite you.

Then they see it.

Data's head. Or the spitting image anyway. Lying inert in thedust before them.

WORFIt's you.

DATAThe resemblance is ...striking.

Then the head's eyes suddenly pop open. It looks up at themwith a sort of blank, childlike wonder.

HEADWhy am I looking at me?

DATAYou are not looking at yourself. You arelooking at me.

HEAD(looking at Worf)

You do not look like me.

WORFNo.

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DATA(to head)

I would like to pick you up now. May I dothat?

HEAD(to Worf)

You have a pretty shirt.

WORFThank you.

Data gently picks up the head. Looks at it. The two identicalfaces gaze at each other.

DATAFascinating…

Then BLAM! -- a boulder near them explodes. Worf and Dataspin to see…

A nomadic tribe of desert ALIENS swarming toward them firingprimitive plasma weapons--

Data and Worf race back down the canyon, toward the jeep --some open-field running and a bit of phaser action -- Worffiring to distract and slow the aliens, not kill them --through all of this the head is chattering away blandly:

HEADI have two arms and ten fingers. Do youknow where my arms are? I cannot seewhere we are going. Where are we going?

(Etc… like Threepio in “Empire”when he’s strapped toChewbacca’s back.)

The action continues. Then Data findshimself almost surrounded -

DATACommander!

Worf turns -- Data throws the head to Worf like a football, aperfect spiral --the head is still chattering away --Worfcatches it--

WORFSTOP TALKING!

The head abruptly stops talking.

Data, hands free now, quickly incapacitates the aliens aroundhim with a dazzling demonstration of his superior strengthand agility, Meanwhile, Worf tucks the head under his arm andsprints like a master running back --evading aliens andoccasionally firing his phase r--

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They are closer to the jeep now --but they are in trouble --the swarm of aliens almost overtaking them--!

When a thundering BLAST sends up a shower of debris, stoppingthe aliens --Picard is standing in the rear of the jeep,firing the phaser canon.

Data and Worf climb into the jeep as Picard leaps into thefront seat and roars off--

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Worf, standing at the phaser canon, quickly hands the head toData in the front seat:

WORFIf you wouldn't mind.

DATAThank you.

The head looks up at Picard.

HEADYou have a shiny head.

Picard glances at the head.

DATAHe is very observant.

PICARDI can see that.

WORFCaptain!

Picard turns to see that they are being pursued! The aliensare racing after them in crude desert-terrain vehicles--

PICARD(to Data)

Shall we try some "unsafe velocities?"

He floors it -- racing across the desert landscape.

Worf fires the mounted phaser canon --blasting away at thealiens, not killing them, just stopping them --a few dramaticcrashes as the alien vehicles overturn--

Meanwhile:

HEAD(to Picard)

You have a red shirt.

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DATA(to head)

This is not an appropriate time for aconversation.

HEADWhy?

DATABecause the captain has to concentrate onpiloting the vehicle.

HEADWhy?

PICARDData!

DATASorry, sir.

They continue to speed over the landscape --bouncing andflying over natural rises in the terrain --trying to evadingtheir pursuers--

Picard puts the pedal to the metal and races through thealien vehicles --weaving in and out, avoiding their fire -Worf blasts away with the phaser cannon --an exhilaratingadventure--

Finally they are within sight of the Argo --but they see itis surrounded by more of the aliens!

PICARDMister Data. Let’s make like the wind.

Data punches some buttons on a dashboard console --and theArgo LIFTS OFF by remote control--

Data uses the console to swing the Argo around and lower therear cargo doors --it hovers over the surface--

Picard floors the jeep -- using a natural rise in the terrainas a ramp -- the jeep FLIES THROUGH THE AIR -- over thealiens -- and into the cargo bay--

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Picard slams on the brakes --the jeep screeches to a stop asthe doors shut and the Argo shoots into the air.

Picard climbs from the jeep. He nonchalantly rubs a bit ofdirt from the hood and then disappears into the main cabin.

Data and Worf remain in the jeep for a beat, stunned.

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WORF(smiles)

He must have Klingon blood.

INT. ENTERPRISE --ENGINEERING LAB – DAY22 22

Beverly gazes at the android head. It gazes back at her.

BEVERLYI think you have nicer eyes.

We pull back to reveal she is speaking to Data. Data standswith Picard, Riker and Geordi.

DATAOur eyes are identical, Doctor.

The android is in a framework rig that holds the various bodyparts in place. The parts are not yet assembled

RIKERGeordi?

GEORDI(at work analyzing the torsosection)

Well, he seems to have the same internalmechanics as

Data but not as much positronic development. The neuralpathways aren't nearly as sophisticated. I’d say he's aprototype. Something Dr. Soong created before Data .

DATA(to head)

Do you have a name, sir?

HEADI am the B-9.

PICARDBe-nign. Dr. Soong's penchant forwhimsical names seems to have no end.

HEAD(to Riker)

You have a fuzzy face.

PICARD(trying to ignore the head)

Keep me informed, Number One, and,please, put him back together.

He goes. Geordi and Data begin to reassemble the B-9 piece bypiece like the Tin Man as:

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DATACan you tell me how you came to be on theplanet where we found you?

B-9(blandly)

I was taken from my homeworld by peoplecalled the "PakJeds." They are fat. Theytraded me to a ship belonging to the"Bolians." The "Bolians" are blue. Theyput me in a seat and asked me questions.Then they were attacked by another ship…

Time passes ...

And still the B-9 is yammering blandly away. He is more fullyassembled By this time Beverly is thoroughly bored.

B-9 (CONT'D)Then people called the Delviciansanspicked me up. They have long teeth. Theyasked if I do anything to help them. Itold them I could do whatever theywanted. They asked me to clean out thematrix manifolds. I told them I did notknow what an Matrix manifold looks like.

BEVERLYExcuse me. I have some diagnostics to runon some medical scanner things.

She quickly exits.

B-9And after they showed me the "enginemanifolds." Then they showed me somethingcalled a "plasma mop"

Time passes….

And still the B-9 is yammering away. He is almost completelyassembled by now. Riker is bored out of his mind.

B-9 (CONT'D)...then the "Cardassians" put me intosomething called a "garbage chute" and Iwent out into space again--

WORF(V.O. on comm)

Worf to Commander Riker. I have thetactical manifests ready, sir.

RIKER(quickly tapping his commbadge)

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Worf! Wonderful! I'll be right there! ...(he stands)

Duty calls, gentlemen. Carry on.

He escapes.

B-9Fuzzy face is gone.

DATAYes, please continue.

B-9I was in space for a long time. Then aship belonging to the “Talosians” pickedme up. They asked me where I came from. Itold them people called the “Pakleds”took me from my homeworld. They are fat…

Geordi groans. Time passes. And still the B-9 is yammeringaway. By this time Geordi is slumped in a chair and only Datais listening. The B-9 is fully assembled.

B-9 (CONT'D)Then I opened my eyes and saw you.

A beat. The B- 9 is finally done with his tale…

DATADo you know who I am?

B-9You are me.

DATANo. My name is Data ...I am your brother.

INT. ENTERPRISE --CREW LOUNGE NIGHT23 23

Riker and Deanna are having dinner with Worf.

DEANNA(to Worf)

...and after the ceremony on Betazed,three entire weeks for our honeymoon.

RIKERWe're going sailing on the Opal Sea.We've booked an old-fashioned solarcatamaran. Just us and the sun and thewaves.

WORFIt seems a very...soft honeymoon.

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DEANNA(amused)

It's meant to be relaxing.

WORFA Klingon honeymoon begins with theKholamar desert march where the couplebonds in endurance trials. If theysurvive the challenge they move on to theFire Caves of Fek'lhr to face the demonsof Gre'thor.

RIKERWell, that sounds relaxing too.

WORFIt is… invigorating.

They see Data enter the lounge, carefully leading the B-9.

RIKERSo they’ve got him up and running.

WORFHe s a very unusual android

RIKER(smiles)

Runs in the family.

They watch as Data leads the B-9 to a table. Data instructshim to sit. The B-9 sits and stares forward placidly. Datashows him how use a napkin.

A note of concern passes over Deanna's face as she watchesData and the B-9.

There is something strangely poignant in the twin androids.One a bundle of curiosity and intelligence; the othersomewhat like a slow, simple child.

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Picard is at his replicator unit

PICARDEarl Grey, hot.

A cup of tea appears. He takes it as the door chime sounds.

PICARD (CONT'D)Come (Deanna enters} Counselor.

DEANNADo you have a moment, sir?

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PICARDOf course, sit down.

He sits at his desk She sits across from him.

DEANNAIt's about Data I've watched him withthe B-9 and I'm troubled. Data's desirefor a "family" is very strong. I'm afraidhe may be investing too much in the B-9.

PICARDYou're speaking of emotional investment?

DEANNAThe B-9 is like a slow child, sir. AndData, in his own way, has assumed theposition of a parent or guardian. I'mafraid he has expectations based on hisown experiences. He'll be disappointedwhen the BI-9 cannot meet thoseexpectations.

PICARDAs much as we care for him, Deanna ...wehave to remember that Data isn't capableof disappointment.

DEANNAI don't believe that, sir. We’ve sharedmany disappointing journeys.

A quiet beat.

PICARDI'm going to miss you.

DEANNAAnd I you.

They are interrupted by a comm signal:

RIKER (V.O. ON COMM}Captain, you have an Alpha Prioritycommunication from Starfleet Command.

PICARDAcknowledged ...(Deanna stands} ...I'lltalk to Data

DEANNAThank you, sir.

She goes. Picard activates his desktop viewscreen.

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ADMIRAL KATHRYN JANEWAY appears on Picard's monitor. Janewayis the former captain of Voyager. Her new rank fits her well,she has lost none of her dry humor and down-to-earth charmwhich made her a household name and beloved cult figure.

PICARDAdmiral Janeway. Good to see you.

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Jean Luc... How'd you like a trip to Romulus? All expensespaid?

PICARD (SMILES)With or without the rest of the fleet?

JANEWAY (ON VIEWSCREEN)A diplomatic mission. We've been invited,believe it or not. Seems there's beensome kind of internal political shakeup.The new Praetor, someone called Shinzon,has requested a Federation envoy.

PICARDNew Praetor?

JANEWAY (ON VIEWSCREEN)There's more… as always. He's Reman(Picard is surprised) Believe me, wedon't understand it either. You're theclosest ship so I want you to high tailit over there and hear what he has tosay. Get the lay of the land, If theEmpire becomes unstable, it could meantrouble for the entire quadrant.

PICARDUnderstood.

JANEWAY (ON VIEWSCREEN}We're sending you all the intelligence wehave, but it's not much. I don't need totell you to watch your back, Jean Luc.

PICARDNot with the Romulans.

JANEWAY (SMILES WRYLY, ON VIEWSCREEN}The Son'a, the Borg, the Romulans, theevil Soran and that pesky Nexus. Youseem to get all the easy assignments!

PICARDJust lucky, Admiral.

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JANEWAY (ON VIEWSCREEN)Let's hope that luck holds. Janeway out.

The transmission ends.

Picard sits for a moment, intrigued. Then he goes to thebridge

INT. ENTERPRISE -BRIDGE – FOLLOWING26 26

Picard goes to his command chair:

PICARD(to Helm)

Lay in a new course ...Take us toRomulus. Warp eight.

The crew is shocked.

HELM OFFICERAye aye, sir. Course plotted and laid in…

RIKERRomulus?

PICARDI'm afraid the Opal Sea will have towait, Number One ...Engage.

EXT. ENTERPRISE – SPACE27 27

And the Enterprise jumps to high warp -- disappearing in aflash of dazzling light. Yes!

INT. ENTERPRISE - OBSERVATION LOUNGE – DAY28 28

Data conducts a briefing for the senior officers. Monitorscurrently show an image of Romulus and Remus in orbit aroundtheir sun.

DATAAs you can see the habitable half ofRemus is always in darkness because, likeMercury, one side always faces the sun.Due to the extreme temperatures on thathalf of their world, the Remans live onthe dark side of the planet.

Various grainy and unclear new images appear to illustrateData’s words:

DATA (CONT'D)Almost nothing is known about the Remanhomeworld, although intelligence scanshave proven the existence of dilithiummining and heavy weapons construction.

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Very obscure images of Remans appear, the crew can barelymake out the monstrous figures:

DATA (CONT'D)The Remans themselves are considered anundesirable caste in the hierarchy of theEmpire.

RIKERBut they also have the reputation ofbeing formidable warriors. In theDominion War, Reman forces were used asassault troops in the most violentencounters.

PICARD (GRIM)Cannon fodder.

GEORDIThen how did a Reman get to be Praetor? Idon't get it.

RIKERWe have to assume he had Romulancollaborators.

PICARDA coup d'etat?

RIKERThe Praetor's power has always been theRomulan fleet. They must be behind him.

Picard considers this.

PICARD(to Data)

What have you learned about Shinzon?

The images end. There are no images of Shinzon.

DATAStarfleet intelligence was only able toprovide a partial account of his militaryrecord. We can infer he is relativelyyoung and a capable commander. He foughtseventeen major engagements in the war.All successful. Beyond that, we knownothing.

PICARDWell… it seems we're truly sailing intothe unknown. Keep at it. Anything you cangive me would be appreciated. Dismissed.

The meeting breaks up.

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The B-9 stares placidly forward.

We pull back and discover that computer conduits connect theB-9's head to Data's head. Geordi monitors the connection.

DATAAt present he serves no useful function.Dr. Soong created us to become active anduseful members of society. I do notbelieve he would have wanted the B-9 tolive out his life in his present state.

GEORDII can't believe the Captain went alongwith a memory download.

DATACaptain Picard agrees that the B-9 wasprobably designed with the same self-actualization parameters as myself. If mymemory engrams are successfullyintegrated into his positronic matrix, heshould have all myabilities.

GEORDIHe'd have all your memories too. You feelcomfortable with that?

DATAI feel nothing, Geordi. It is my beliefthat with my memory engrams he will beable to function as a more completeindividual.

GEORDIAn individual more like you, you mean.

DATAYes.

GEORDIMaybe he's not supposed to be like you.Maybe he's supposed to be just like heis.

Geordi completes his work

GEORDI (CONT'D)Okay ...we're done.

Geordi removes the computer connections from between theirheads. He carefully closes the panel in Data's head as:

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DATA(to B-9)

Do you know where you are?

B-9I am in a room with lights.

He looks blankly at the console lights.

DATACan you remember our father?

B-9No.

Data glances to Geordi.

DATADo you know the name of the Captain ofthis vessel? Do you know the name of thecaptain of this vessel?

B-9No.

DATAIs that your final answer?

GEORDI (TO B-9)Do you know my name?

B-9You have a soft voice.

GEORDI (GENTLY)Data, he's assimilating a lot ofprogramming. e member, he's a prototype,a lot less sophisticated than you are. Wejust don't know if his matrix will beable to adapt. Or if he'll be able toretain anything. We should give him sometime.

Data has been studying some circuitry in the B-9's neck.

DATAWhat purpose does this serve?

GEORDI(also examining circuitry)

It seems to be a redundant memory port.Maybe it's for provisional memory storagein case his neural pathways overload?

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DATADr. Soong must have found it unnecessaryin later versions.

GEORDIIt's possible the extra memory port isinterfering with the engram processing.Mind if I keep him here and run somediagnostics?

DATANo, I do not mind.

Data looks at the B-9 with a sort of sadness.

DATA (CONT'D)But I believe he will prove incapable ofperforming higher functions.

GEORDIDon't give up hope, Data. I know, Iknow, you're not capable of hope.

DATA(looking at B-9)

I am not.

Data stands. The B-9 stands to follow.

DATA (CONT'D)No, remain with Commander La Forge. He isgoing to try to make you well.

The B-9 sits. Data goes. Geordi watches him go.

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The Enterprise is in orbit around Romulus. Remus can be seenin the distance.

PICARD {V.O.)Captain's Log. Stardate 57844.9. TheEnterprise has arrived at Romulus and iswaiting at the designated coordinates.All our hails have gone unanswered. We'vebeen waiting for seventeen hours.

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The crew is tense. Silence.

Worf, at tactical, slowly stretches his neck. Trying torelease the tension. It cracks. Deanna jumps a bit.

RIKERWhy don't they answer our hails?

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PICARDIt's an old psychological strategy,Number One. To put him in a position ofdominance and make us uneasy.

RIKERIt's working.

PICARD (TO DEANNA)Counselor?

DEANNAThey're out there, sir.

Picard stands and walks to the view screen. He gazes atRomulus below and the black infinity of space beyond.They're out there, Waiting.

WORFSir, I recommend we raise shields.

PICARDNot yet, Mister Worf.

RIKERCaptain, with all due respect todiplomatic protocols -- the FederationCouncil's not sitting out here, we are.

PICARDPatience. Diplomacy is a very exactingoccupation. We can wait.

DATACaptain…

And on the viewscreen.

Shinzon's magnificent Reman Warbird, the SCIMITAR, decloaksdirectly before the Enterprise.

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Our first sight of this incredible ship is absolutelybreathtaking.

Shinzon's vessel combines the clean lines of the traditionalRomulan Warbird with unique weaponry and styling. It is huge,easily twice as large as the Enterprise. And it isaggressive. Awesome in its power.

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The crew gapes at the huge ship on the viewscreen.

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RIKER(slowly rising from his chair)

My God...

WORF(tense)

Should I raise shields?

PICARDNo!

WORFCaptain--!

PICARD (FIRM)Tactical analysis, Mister Worf.

WORF(quickly analyzing tacticaldisplay)

Fifty-two disruptor banks, twenty-sevenphoton torpedo bays, primary andsecondary phased shields.

RIKERShe's not out for a pleasure cruise.

PICARD (GRIM)She's a predator.

WORFWe're being hailed.

PICARDOn screen.

And the image on the viewscreen transforms to:

Shinzon's Viceroy.

He stands on the Scimitar's bridge. The bridge is as uniqueas the rest of Shinzon's ship. Instead of the usualmechanical clutter, this bridge is designed with an almostAsian simplicity. Like the rest of Reman design, it is spareand elegant.

Since the Remans are more comfortable in the darkness, mostof the light comes from the three steadily pulsing warp corerelays which dramatically soar up through the floor of thebridge.

The crew gazes at the bridge and the monstrous features ofthe viceroy.

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VICEROY (ON VIEWSCREEN}Enterprise. We are the Reman WarbirdScimitar.

PICARDPraetor Shinzon, I'm pleased to--

VICEROY (ON VIEWSCREEN}I am not Shinzon. I am his Viceroy. Weare sending transport coordinates.

The transmission ends abruptly. The Scimitar reappears on theviewscreen.

RIKERNot very chatty.

PICARDAway team. Transporter room four.

Picard, Riker, Deanna, Worf and Data head toward theturbolift, energized now that the endless waiting is over.

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The away team materializes in the most striking location onShinzon's ship: a large observation lounge.

It is a huge, empty chamber. No furniture. A simple Reman maton the floor is the only decoration. At the very top of theroom there is a large, etched glass dome.

It is very dark.

They turn when Shinzon speaks from the shadows:

SHINZON (V.O)I hope you'll forgive the darkness...we're not comfortable in the light.

PICARDPraetor Shinzon?

Shinzon moves toward them a bit, becoming slightly moreilluminated, the low light shining off his golden hair.

The crew cannot see him clearly in the dim light but it isevident he is human. Assuming that he was Reman, they’resurprised by this realization.

Shinzon just stares at Picard through the darkness for amoment.

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SHINZONCaptain Picard ...Jean Luc Picard ...Idon't mean to stare, it's just -- well,you can't imagine how long I've beenwaiting for this moment. I alwaysimagined you taller, isn't that odd? (toData) You may scan me withoutsubterfuge, Commander Data.

Data scans him with a tricorder as:

PICARDAnd you're not as we imagined you.

SHINZONNo?

WORFYou are human.

SHINZONCommander Worf (he speaks in Klingon) Igreet you as a valiant warrior… and as mybrother.

WORF (TERSE, IN KLINGON)I'll save my greetings for a betterbrother.

Shinzon laughs, maniacally.

PICARDWhy have you asked for our presence here?

Shinzon does not answer. He is staring deeply at Deanna,moans softly.

PICARD (CONT'D)Praetor?

SHINZON(quietly)

I've never met a human woman.

He slowly moves toward her, still hidden in the shadows.

DEANNAI'm only half human.

SHINZONDeanna Troi of Betazed Empathic andtelepathic abilities, ship's counselor.All of this I knew ... But I didn't knowyou were so beautiful.

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RIKERYou seem very familiar with ourpersonnel.

Shinzon moves even closer to Deanna, not taking his eyes fromher.

SHINZONI am, Commander Riker ...(to Deanna)...May I touch your hair?

PICARD (FIRM)Praetor, we've come to Romulus on amatter we were --assured was of greatimportance. If you have anything to sayto us as representatives of theFederation, I suggest you do so now.

Shinzon continues to stare at Deanna. It is strangelyseductive. Almost disquieting in its intensity. Deannahandles it with grace, her level gaze never leaving his.

SHINZON (SOFTLY)On the world I come from there's nolight. No sun. Beauty isn't important. Isee now there's a world elsewhere.

PICARDPraetor Shinzon. We’re not here todiscuss your lack of a social life.

SHINZON(turning back to Picard)Yes, I'm sorry, Captain. (hesmiles) There's so much wehave to talk about.

PICARDI would be interested to know what we aretalking about.

SHINZONUnity, Captain! Tearing down the wallsbetween us to recognize we are onepeople. Federation and Romulan. Human andVulcan and Klingon and Reman. I'mspeaking of the thing that makes us thesame. We want peace.

Picard and the others are stunned.

SHINZON (CONT'D)I want to end the centuries of mistrust.I want to be your ally, not your enemy.

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As a first step I propose we eliminatethe Neutral Zone and begin a free andopen exchange of goods and ideas.

PICARDAnd the Senate supports you?

SHINZON (DRY)I have dissolved the Senate.

A beat.

SHINZON (CONT'D)Right now, you’re thinking this allsounds too good to be true?

PICARDYes.

SHINZONAnd you're wondering why the Scimitar isso well armed. Is this the ship of apeacemaker? Or a predator?. (Picard isstartled at Shinzon's choice of words)... But you're also thinking the chancefor peace is too promising to ignore.Above all, you're trying to decide if youcan trust me.

PICARDYes.

SHINZONThen perhaps the time has come to addsome illumination to our discussion.Computer, raise lighting four levels.

Lights shoot up around the room.

For the first time the crew can see Shinzon clearly. Picardactually gasps when he sees Shinzon's face. The rest of thecrew doesn't understand his reaction.

SHINZON (CONT'D)Allow me to tell you a story that I hopewill clarify my position. When I wasvery young I was stricken with an odddisease. I developed a hyper-sensitivityto sound. The slightest whisper caused meagony...

Picard watches him carefully. Wary and strangely intense.

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SHINZON (CONT'D)No one knew what to do. Finally I wastaken to a doctor who had some experiencewith Terran illnesses and I was finallydiagnosed with Shalaft's syndrome. Do youknow of it, Captain?

PICARDYou know I do.

The crew is dumbfounded at Picard's unusual reaction.

SHINZONThen you know it's a very rare syndrome.Genetic. All the male members of myfamily had it. Eventually I was treated.Now I can hear as well as you can,Captain.

He steps toward Picard who holds his ground.

SHINZON (CONT'D)I can see as well as you can. I can feeleverything you feel. (He stops rightbefore Picard) In fact, I feel exactlywhat you feel. Don't I, Jean Luc?

Picard stares at him with a mixture of realization andcuriosity. It is as if Picard is looking into a strange,remembered mirror: Shinzon's face is nearly identical to hisat that age.

SHINZON (CONT'D)Do you trust me now?

A beat.

PICARDWe need to talk, just you and I.

SHINZONCome to dinner on Romulus tomorrow. Justthe two of us. Or just the one of us.

PICARDYou know I need to verify this .

SHINZONI know.

The crew is utterly confused. Their confusion turns tooutright shock when Shinzon calmly pulls out a Reman knifeand cuts his arm, drawing a little blood. He hands the knifeto Data.

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SHINZON (CONT'D)Tomorrow then, Captain. We have so muchto discuss.

Picard touches his communicator pin:

PICARDPicard to Enterprise. Five to beam out.

They dematerialize, the shimmering glow illuminatingShinzon',s features. Picard's eyes never leave Shinzon as thetransporter effect ripples around him.

INT. ENTERPRISE - SICKBAY DAY35 35

Beverly stands with Picard, Riker and Deanna. The Remanknife is under a protonmicroscope and other medical readoutsand analysis are visible.

BEVERLYThere's no doubt, Captain. Right down toyour regressive strain of Shalaft'sSyndrome. He's a clone.

A beat as the confirmation sinks in.

PICARDWhen was he... created?

BEVERLYAbout twenty-five years ago. Theyprobably used a hair follicle or skincell.

PICARD (TOUCHING HEAD)I think a skin cell’s the more likely ofthe two.

RIKERWhy?

PICARDBelieve me, Number One; I'm going to findout. Contact Starfleet Command and informthem of the situation. I need to knowwhere the hell he came from. Deanna.

He goes, Deanna following.

INT. ENTERPRISE - CORRIDOR FOLLOWING36 36

DEANNAI would say he's been trained to resisttelepathy. What I could sense of hisemotions were erratic, very hard tofollow.

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PICARDIs he sincere about wanting peace?

DEANNAI don't know. (she stops him) Sir, thestrongest sense I had was that he's morethan curious about you. He very muchwants to know you. (she looks at himdeeply) The same way you want to knowhim.

PICARDHow could I not?

DEANNACaptain, don't assume he's anything likeyou are. You should resist the urge tothink you know him.

PICARDI not only know him, Deanna, I am him…and he is me!

He goes.

INT. ENTERPRISE RIKER AND DEANNA'S CABIN – NIGHT37 37

Riker is hard at work over a series of padds. He has beenworking for hours.

DEANNAWill, you need to rest. (he continues towork) As ship's counselor, I'mrecommending you get me sleep.

Riker tosses a padd on the desk. Rubs his eyes. Looks up her.

RIKERSome honeymoon.

She smiles and goes to him.

DEANNAWe have time. (she kisses him) .Come tobed.

She pulls him up.

RIKERImzadi, what am I going to do with you?

They kiss deeply. She pulls him across the room and they fallinto the bed.

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It is passionate, erotic. Her arms undulate around himsensually….her fingers snake through his hair, but somethingis wrong. Riker's hair is now blond.

She starts back, her eyes growing wide.

Riker is gone. She is now embracing Shinzon!

SHINZONImzadi. This is so good.

DEANNANo!

He caresses her face...

SHINZONHe can never know you as I know you ...Hecan never touch you as I touch you.

DEANNAThis isn't real.

SHINZONCan you feel my hands… are they real? Canyou feel my lips, my loins?

He kisses her neck - -but when he raises his head again. Itis the monstrous Viceroy! Holding her. Caressing her. She isfrozen in horror. But is it the Viceroy at all?

Shinzon's voice seems to come from the Viceroy's lips:

SHINZON (V.O.) (CONT'D)I'm with you, Imzadi…

And then it is Shinzon again, kissing her:

SHINZON (CONT'D)I'll always be with you now. Now andforever…

DEANNAYou sick bastard!

She pushes him away…

RIKERDeanna?! What’s with the name calling?

It is Riker. She stares at him, then clings to himdesperately.

EXT. ROMULAN SENATE – DAY38 38

The Byzantine splendors of the Senate loom before us.

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INT. ROMULAN SENATE CHAMBER DAY39 39

Heavy drapes are drawn against any hint of the sun. Shinzonis in conference with the Romulan Commanders and SenatorTal'Aura. Commander Donatra watches him closely.

Commander Suran is angry, pacing. Shinzon stands. His Viceroylurks in a corner.

SURAN… then I don't understand the reason forthe delay!

SHINZONYou don't have to understand.

SURANAnd bringing the Enterprise here?! Whatpossible purpose could that serve?!

SHINZONI have a purpose.

SURANThen perhaps you will enlighten us?

SHINZON (SNAPS)Silence, Romulan!

A tense beat. Shinzon regains his composure.

SHINZON (CONT'D)You must learn patience, Commander. Doyou know where I learned it? In thedilithium mines of Remus. Spend eighteenhours every day under the lash of aRomulan guard’s whip and you'll soonunderstand patience.

SURAN(carefully bows his head)

Praetor.

SHINZONNow go. I have some personal business.

Suran and the others go.

Donatra turns just as she is leaving the chamber, she seesthe Viceroy going to Shinzon. And then do something odd. TheViceroy puts his hand on Shinzon's chest, leans very closeand talks to him quietly. This is an ancient form of Remantelepathic medical diagnosis.

This strange sight perplexes Donatra. The doors close,blocking her view…

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INT. SENATE CORRIDOR FOLLOWING40 40

We go with Donatra and the other Romulans. Donatra speaksquietly to Suran:

DONATRAHow long before he has us in thedilithium mines?

INT. ENTERPRISE DATA'S CABIN – DAY41 41

The B-9 sits placidly in a chair, staring forward.

Then, as if a switch was thrown, he moves. He quickly risesand goes to a computer console. He efficiently startspunching in commands at an amazing velocity.

INT. ROMULAN SENATE CHAMBER – NIGHT42 42

Picard and Shinzon sit alone in a corner of the sweepingSenate chamber. The remains of dinner before them.

SHINZONAnd when I was ready they were going toreplace you with me, an exact biologicalduplicate. Put a Romulan agent at theheart of Starfleet to.influence yourcommand structure. It was a bold plan.

PICARDWhat happened?

SHINZONAs happens so frequently here on Romulus,a new government came to power. Theydecided to abandon the plan -- frankly, Ithink they were afraid I'd be discoveredand it would lead to war. They weren'tready for that.

Picard pours a glass of Romulan ale.

SHINZON (CONT'D)Romulan ale -- I'm surprised. I can'tstand it.

PICARD (SMILES)You'll acquire a taste for it.

A beat. They look at each other.

SHINZONIt's not quite the face you remember.

PICARDNot quite. I envy the hairline.

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SHINZONA lifetime of violence will do that. Mynose was broken four times. And my jaw...But so much is the same. The eyes, yourecognize the eyes.

PICARDYes. The eyes have it.

SHINZONOur eyes reflect our lives, don't they?Yours are so confident.

PICARDHow did you end up on Remus?

SHINZONThey sent me there to die. How could amere human survive the dilithium mines?It was (he can't find the words) ...I wasa slave. And a monster. The only thingthe Romulan guards hated more than theRemans was me. But one man took pity onme: the man who became my Viceroy. Hetaught me how to survive. And in thatdark place, where there was nothing ofmyself, I found my Reman brothers. Theyshowed me the only kindness I ever knew.

A beat. He glances to the Romulan crest on the wall.

SHINZON (CONT'D)For thousands of years the Romulan Senatehas met in this chamber and dictated thefate of its sister-planet ...But the timehas come for us to live as equals.

PICARDYou're doing this to liberate the Remans?

SHINZONNo race should be a slave to another.

Picard is impressed with Shinzon's quiet words.

SHINZON (CONT'D)You don't trust me.

PICARDI have no reason to.

SHINZONOf course you do. If you had lived mylife and experienced the suffering of mypeople ...you’d be sitting where I amnow. At least I hope you would.

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PICARDAnd if you had lived my life you wouldunderstand that there is a greatresponsibility in representing theFederation. I can't let my personalfeelings unduly influence my decisions.

SHINZONAll I have is my personal feelings. Iwasn't raised with the ideals of theFederation. But I'm trying to understandthem now. To live up to them To live upto you.

A beat.

SHINZON (CONT'D)I want to know where I come from. TheRemans gave me a future. You can tell meabout my past.

PICARDThere's so much, and so much of it isdull…

SHINZONWere we always explorers?

PLCARDNo. I was the first Picard to leaveEarth. It caused quite a stir, In fact.But I had spent my whole life…

SHINZON(finishing the sentence)

Looking up at the stars.

PICARDYes.

SHINZONAnd you dreamed about what was up there.About…

PICARD(finishing the sentence)

New worlds.

A beat.

They both reach for a carafe of water at the exact sameinstant. Stop.

PICARD (CONT'D)After you, Praetor.

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SHINZON (SMILES)Age before rank, Jean Luc.

Picard smiles, pours a glass.

PICARDSo I'm not as tall as you expected?

SHINZONI always hoped I would hit two meters.

PLCARDWith a full head of hair.

SHINZON {SMILES)There is that.

A quiet beat.

PICARDShinzon ...I'm trying to believe you.

SHINZONI know.

PICARDIf there's one ideal the Federation holdsmost dear it's that all men, all races,can be united. From the first time theVulcans came to Earth we've sought afuture of peace. Nothing would make memore proud than to take your hand infriendship. In time. When trust has beenearned.

SHINZONI'm.honored to think I might somedayspeak with such eloquence.

A beat.

SHINZON (CONT'D)In time, Jean Luc.

PICARDIn time.

INT. SENATE CHAMBER – LATER43 43

Picard is gone. Shinzon sits, thinking. His Viceroy enters.

VICEROYThis is a mistake.

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SHINZONHe's gentler than I thought. And he has asense of humor.

VICEROY(stern)

Don't forget our mission, Shinzon. Weshould act. Now. Time is running out.

SHINZON(snaps}My time. I'll spend it how Ichoose.A tense beat.

SHINZON (CONT'D)We'll return to the Scimitar. Prepareyourself for the bonding.

INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE – NIGHT44 44

Picard emerges from the turbolift. Data, Worf and Geordi waitat the bridge engineering station.

WORFSir, we've had an unauthorized accessinto the main computer.

PICARDWho was it?

GEORDIIt's going to take some time to find out -- the data stream was rerouted throughsubstations all over the ship.

PICARDWhat programs were accessed?

GEORDIThat's what I don't get -- it's mostlybasic stellar cartography: star charts;communications protocols; some uplinksfrom colony tracking stations. It's noteven restricted material.

PICARD(to Worf)

Set up a security program to detect anyunusual data stream rerouting. If ithappens again, we want to be ready.

GEORDI(grim)

There's something else. I was reviewingthe sensor logs ...

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(he refers to some readouts onhis console)

When the Scimitar decloaked there was amomentary spike in the tertiary EM band --there -- You're not going to believe thisbut it's Thalaron.

Picard is shocked.

INT. SICKBAY NIGHT45 45

Picard stands, concerned, with Beverly, Geordi and Data.Monitors showing Thalaron research are visible.

PICARD...I thought Thalaron radiation wastheoretical.

GEORDIWhich is why our initial scans didn'tpick it up. But he's got it, Captain.

PICARDAs I remember, Thalaron research wasbanned in the Federation because of itsbioqenic properties.

BEVERLYIt has the ability to consume organicmaterial at the subatomic level. I can'toverestimate the danger of Thalaronradiation, Jean Luc. A microscopic amountcould kill every living thing on thisship in a matter of seconds.

PICARDUnderstood. Keep on it. I need to knowwhat he has and how to neutralize anythreat. Give me options.

Picard goes. Data thinks for a moment.

DATADoctor, will you excuse us for a moment?Geordi, please come with me.

He and Geordi head out. Beverly returns to some medicaldisplays showing Thalaron research, her expression deeplyconcerned.

INT. ENTERPRISE - PICARD'S CABIN – NIGHT46 46

Picard is sitting at his desk, flipping through an old photoalbum. He stops and stares at one of the pictures deeplytroubled. We finally see the photo: Young Jean Luc Picard.A serious, unsmiling cadet at Starfleet Academy. The facebefore him bears a disturbing resemblance to Shinzon.

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The door comm chirps.

PICARDCome ...

(Beverly enters)...Beverly, come in.

BEVERLYYou're working late.

She sits, notes the picture of Young Jean Luc.

PICARDRemember him?

BEVERLYHe was a bit proud as I recall.

PICARDHe was a damn fool. Selfish andambitious. Very much in need ofseasoning.

BEVERLYHe turned out all right.

He rises, goes to a window, gazes at the Scimitar in thedistance. A beat.

PICARDI so wanted to believe Shinzon. But theThalaron radiation can't be explainedaway. Whatever he's after, it's notpeace.

BEVERLYIs he very much like you were?

PICARDYes.

Data interrupts on comm.:

DATA (V.O. ON COMM)Data to Captain Picard. Geordi and I haveidentified the source of the unauthorizedcomputer access. And, I believe, we havealso discovered an opportunity to gain atactical advantage.

PICARD (TO COMM)On my way…

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BEVERLY {STANDS)Jean Luc Whatever you were Right nowyou're the man you've made yourself.He's someone else.

PICARDI wish I could believe that, Doctor.

He goes...

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Deanna is alone on the turbolift. Then a voice makes herspin:

SHINZON (V.O.)Imzadi ...

Shinzon stands across from her.

DEANNAYou're not here.

SHINZON(moving to her)Very logical, Deanna ...Butyour heart doesn't constrainitself to mere logic. {hecaresses her} ...Your heartlongs to discover me. To knowme ...(he kisses her) ...Toleave all of this behind andbe with me.

He pushes her against the wall, withpassion and almost violence.

DEANNANo…

SHINZONI can feel your desire, Deanna...

She forces herself to concentrate….to resist telepathically... it is a mighty effort... this Romulan is hot And theworld around her appears to be changing ...bending ...

And she is momentarily in a cabin on the Scimitar. Althoughentirely a telepathic experience, it is as if she hasactually traveled.

She sees Shinzon kneeling over a small flame, she realizesshe is looking through the Viceroy’s eyes.

On the Scimitar, Shinzon looks up at the Viceroy/Deanna:

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SHINZON (CONT'D)I can feel your hunger to know the Remanways… the old ways.

Then the world changes again...

Deanna is on the turbolift. Shinzon is pressed against her,whispering:

SHINZON (CONT'D)Don't fear what you desire…

She forces him away from her and--

She is alone. She sinks to her knees. Overcome with emotion.

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The Viceroy, in a kind of trace, kneels before a small flame.Shinzon kneels across from him. The Viceroy raises his head.

VICEROYThe bond is broken.

SHINZONFind her again.

VICEROYNo --this is wasting time.

SHINZONDo as I tell you!

A Reman officer interrupts on comm:

REMAN OFFICER (V.O.)Praetor, we've received the transpondersignal.

SHINZON (TO COMM)On my way.

He begins to go -- but suddenly stops, a wave of illnessovertaking him.

The Viceroy puts his hand on Shinzon's chest. A strange Imoment as the Viceroy shuts his eyes and feels Shinzon'schest. His mind… probing .

Then the Viceroy looks up at him, grim.

VICEROYIt's accelerating. You have no more timefor games.

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SHINZONHave the doctors prepare. I'll be on thebridge.'

He goes.

INT. SCIMITAR --BRIDGE DAY49 49

Shinzon stands with some REMAN ENGINEERS.

SHINZONTransport.

An Engineer activates a transporter and the B-9 materializes!

SHINZON (CONT'D)Welcome home. (to Engineers) Begin thedownload.

Reman engineers go to the B-9 and open the panel in his neck,begin connecting computer conduits to the extra memory portwe saw earlier.

[Note: Although the audience will not know it yet, this isactually Data pretending to be the B-9.)

Shinzon goes to a replicator unit and orders:

SHINZON (CONT'D)Tea, hot.

A cup of tea appears. He takes it and sips as he watches hisEngineers connecting the conduits to the B-9.

INT. ENTERPRISE - SICKBAY DAY50 50

Beverly is scanning Deanna. Picard and Riker watch,concerned.

BEVERLYAside from slightly elevated adrenalinand serotonin levels, you're completelynormal. .

PICARD(gently)

Can you describe it, Deanna?

She looks at Picard, tears in her eyes.

DEANNAIt was ...a violation.

Riker takes her hand.

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DEANNA (CONT'D)(with difficulty)

Shinzon's Viceroy seems to have theability to reach into my thoughts. I'vebecome a liability ...I request to berelieved of my duties.

PICARDPermission denied. If you can possiblyendure any more of these assaults. Ineed you at my side. Now more than everI…

But before the words are out of his mouth ...he begins todematerialize!

RIKER (TO COMM)Worf! Raise Shields !

But Picard is gone.

EXT. OVER ROMULUS – SPACE51 51

The Scimitar cloaks.

INT. SCIMITAR --BRIG NIGHT52 52

Picard stands in the Reman brig. His communicator pin hasbeen removed.

Beyond the security force field a ghoulish medical apparatusis being prepared. A metal chair with laser scalpels, IVtubes and hyposprays connected to it. Reman doctors work overthe mysterious chair.

Shinzon enters with the B-9 following. Shinzon stands on theother side of the force field.

Picard notices something immediately. Tiny veins are nowvisible on Shinzon's face; the faintest sign of an intricatespider-web pattern of pale blue veins.

SHINZONHello, Jean Luc.

PICARDWhy am I here?

SHINZONI was lonely ...(he realizes Picard isstaring at the veins on his face)Perhaps I'm not aging as well as you did.

He nods to a guard. The guard deactivates the force field. AReman doctor enters and raises a hypospray toward Picard.

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PICARD (RESISTS)What are you doing?

SHINZONI need a sample of your blood. What doyour Borg friends say? Resistance isfutile. (maniacal laugh)

The Doctor takes a quick sample of Picard's blood as Picardglances to the B-9.

SHINZON (CONT'D)Yes. The bait you couldn't refuse. Ilearned there might be an existingprototype from a Cardassian historian,then went to a great deal of trouble tofind it and scatter it about on KolarusIII. I knew it would pique your curiosityand conveniently make the Enterprise theclosest ship to Romulus when I contactedStarfleet.

The Reman doctor leaves the cell. The force field isreactivated. The doctor goes to the mysterious medicalapparatus and analyzes Picard's blood. As:

PICARDAll of this so you could capture me?

SHINZONDon't be so vain. After we found it, wemade a few modifications. An extra memoryport, a hidden transponder. Perhaps youreyes will be a bit less confident whenyou learn I've gained access toStarfleet's communications protocols. Inow know the location of your entirefleet ...(to B-9) ...You may go.

B-9Where?

SHINZONOut of my sight.

The B-9 obediently leaves the room as:

SHINZON (CONT'D)Maybe I'll train it to do little tricksfor me like your robot does. Or maybeI’ll snap its ugly head off.

PICARDWhat's this all about?

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SHINZONIt's about destiny, Picard. About a Remanoutcast who--

PICARDYou're not Reman.

SHINZON(And I'm not quite human. Sowhat am I? What do you see?(he peers at Picard deeply)

Do you see a life you might have led?Lost youth never to be recaptured?

PICARDI see a young man trying desperately todeny who he is.

SHINZONI see an old man, set in his ways, afraidto live without a uniform to prop him upand a Starfleet regulation to tell himwhat to do. I see the man I will neverbe.

PICARDI won't defend my life to you.

SHINZONMy life is meaningless as long as you'realive. What am I while you exist? Ashadow? An enigma?

PICARD (STERN)If your issues are with me… This hasnothing to do with my ship and nothing todo with the Federation.

SHINZONOh, but it does. We will no longer bowlike slaves before anyone. Not theRomulans and not your mighty Federation.We're a race bred for war. For conquest.

PICARDThink about what you're doing, Shinzon.Are you ready to plunge the entirequadrant into war to satisfy your ownpersonal demons?

SHINZONIt amazes me how little you knowyourself.

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PICARDI'm incapable of such an act, and so areyou.

SHINZONI think the facts speak for themselves.The same noble Picard blood runs in ourveins. Had you lived my life, you'd bedoing exactly as I am. Look in themirror, and see yourself.

Shinzon looks at him deeply.

SHINZON (CONT'D)Consider that, Captain. I can think ofno greater I torment for you.

He turns to go.

PICARDIt's a mirror for you as well…

Shinzon turns back to him.

A beat. Picard gazes at him evenly.

Picard's probing gaze makes Shinzon a bit uneasy. He glancesto the ghoulish medical preparations.

SHINZONNot for long, Captain. (back to Picard)I'm afraid you won't survive to witnessthe victory of the echo over the voice.

He goes.

INT. ENTERPRISE --BRIDGE NIGHT53 53

The ship is on Red Alert. Worf stands at tactical, musclescoiled, hungry for action.

WORFNo response to our hails.

Geordi is hard at work at the Science station. Riker standsover him:

GEORDI (FRUSTRATED)His cloak is perfect… no tachyonemissions, no residual antiprotons.

RIKERKeep at it, Geordi. Find a way in.

Beverly arrives on the bridge, urgent. She carries a medicalpadd.

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BEVERLYWill, I need to talk to you.

INT. SCIMITAR - BRIG – NIGHT54 54

Picard stands in his cell, peering at the edges of thesecurity force field, trying to spot any weakness.

Then the B-9 enters the brig, he holds a Reman disruptorweapon.

B-9(to Reman guard)

I am to take the prisoner to the Praetor.

The Reman Guard deactivates the force field

B-9 (CONT'D)If you resist, I will incapacitate you.

He leads Picard out.

INT. SCIMITAR - CORRIDORS – FOLLOWING55 55

The B-9 leads picard through the dark corridors, holding thedisruptor on him steadily. All the Remans they pass glare atPicard with undisguised loathing.

The Viceroy approaches. Stops before them.

VICEROY (TO B-9)Where are you taking him?

B-9Praetor Shinzon wants him on the bridge.

The Viceroy turns his malevolent gaze on Picard.

VICEROYSo, human… you've met your better self!

PICARDWhat are you doing to Counsellor Troi?

VICEROYI'm preparing her for Shinzon ...To soothhim as she soothes you. To stand at hisside as she does at yours.

PICARDThat will never happen.

VICEROYListen to him, android. Such a small andweak creature.

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Yet he roars so valiantly ...(he raisesone taloned claw and puts a sharpfingernail on Picard's chest) It wouldtake me but an instant to tear thatvaliant heart from your chest.

PICARDThere'll be another after me. And anotherafter that. You'll find we're a resilientspecies.

VICEROYI look forward to the sport. (to the B-9,harshly) Take him.

The B-9 prods Picard's back roughly with the disruptor.Picard grimaces in pain

B-9Move.

The Viceroy continues away down the corridor. The B-9 leadsPicard along.

PICARD {WHISPERS)Be careful of over-playing your part,Commander!

And the audience now realizes it is Data pretending to be theB-9 and rejoices.

DATASorry, sir. I thought it added a touch ofreality to the performance.

They are silent as they pass a few Reman guards. Then:

DATA (CONT'D)My mission was a success, sir. I havediscovered the source of the Thalaronradiation.

PICARDGood work. The download?

DATAHe believes he has our communicationsprotocols. But they will give himinaccurate locations for all Starfleetvessels.

Data assumes the B-9's posture again as they pass some someReman Warriors.

DATA (CONT'D)Move, puny human animal.

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They pass the Warriors.

PICARDA bit less florid, Data.

DATAAye, sir ...This way.

He leads Picard down the corridor.

INT. SCIMITAR - GENERATION CHAMBER – NIGHT56 56

Data leads Picard into a massive chamber that soars up like acathedral. It is the size of a small town.

The whole, cavernous chamber pulses with glowing green light.

DATAThis entire ship is, essentially, aflying Thalaron generator. (he points up)All its power relays lead to that device.

High above them, at the very top of the chamber, is agigantic version of the spider-weapon we saw kill all theRomulan Senators before. It is breathtaking.

PICARDA weapon.

DATAIt would appear so.

Data rotates his left hand and then slides it forward,exposing a hidden compartment in his wrist. He removes asmall, silver disc. This is a cool new piece of Federationtechnology called an ETU. (Emergency Transport Unit.)

DATA (CONT'D)Geordi equipped me with the prototype forthe Emergency Transport Unit. I recommendyou use it to return to the Enterprise.

PICARDIt'll only work for one of us.

DATAYes, sir.

PICARDWe'll find a way off together.Recommendations?

DATAThere is a shuttlebay 948 meters from ourcurrent location.

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Data inserts the ETU back into his wrist and they leave thechamber.

INT. SCIMITAR BRIDGE – NIGHT57 57

The Viceroy arrives on the bridge, stops.

VICEROYWhere's Picard?

Shinzon looks at him, confused.

INT. SCIMITAR CORRIDORS – NIGHT58 58

Security alert klaxons suddenly begin to howl and harsh Remancommands are broadcast through the corridors.

DATAThis way, sir!

They sprint down the twisting, dark corridors --Remanwarriors suddenly appear before them! --Data fires thedisruptor as Picard launches himself into them--

A fight --Picard uses a dazzlinq series of Starfleet hand-to-hand maneuvers --he dramatically subdues the Remans.

More Reman warriors appear down the corridor. Picard grabs adisruptor.

And instantly spins to fire a blazing disruptor. A battlebreak out in the corridor --the energy beams and explosionsilluminating the violent fire fight in strobe-like bursts.

They run to another corridor and finally arrive at theshuttlebay door -- it does not open.

DATA (CONT'D)(looking at door securitypanel)

It seems to have an encrypted securitysystem.

Reman warriors are closing in on them.

Data tosses his disruptor to Picard -- Picard catches it andinstantly spins and fires --he uses both disruptors to firedown both ends of the corridor like a Western sheriff --keeping the Remans at bay--

As Data uses both hands to punch numbers into the shuttlebaydoor security panel at an amazing rate--

PICARDAlacrity would be appreciated, Commander.

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DATAThey are trying to override the accesscodes. Reman is really a most complexlanguage with pictographs representingcertain verb roots and-

PICARDWhile I find that fascinating, Data, wereally need that Goddamned door open!

The shuttlebay door slides open.

Picard lays down a blistering barrage of cover fire as he andData duck into the shuttlebay.

INT. SCIMITAR -SHUTTLEBAY – FOLLOWING59 59

When the door closes behind them, Picard turns and fires adisruptor blast --sealing the door mechanism.

They turn to face…

A fleet of very small shuttles. They are uniquely designed.Extremely compact and stream-lined. A disruptor turret oneach.

They move toward one as:

DATAAccording to the ship's manifest they areScorpion-class attack fliers.

They quickly climb a Scorpion.

INT. SCORPION COCKPIT - SHUTTLEBAY – FOLLOWING60 60

The cockpit of the Scorpion is cramped. Picard climbs intothe pilot's position. Data assumes the gunner's position.

They see disruptor fire trying to burn through the door tothe shuttlebay -- Picard powers up the Scorpion as:

PICARD(trying to figure out the controls) Whatdo you imagine this is?

DATAPort thrusters, sir. Would you like me todrive?

Picard shoots him a look and presses some controls. TheScorpion lifts off. Hovers a few feet over the deck. Picardelegantly swings it around toward the large shuttlebayexternal doors as:

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PICARDCan you open the shuttlebay doors?

DATA(working controls)

Affirmative, sir. Negative, sir. Theyhave instigated security overrides anderected a force field around the externalportals.

PICARDWell then ...only one way to go.

He swings the Scorpion around again so it is facing the doorsthey came through, the doors back into the ship.

Data is dubious.

DATADo you think this is a wise course ofaction?

PICARDWe're about to find out ...Power updisruptors and fire on my mark.

DATAReady, Captain.

PICARDFire!

And the Scorpion's forward disruptors fire! The doors intothe ship explode! Picard powers forward!

INT. SCIMITAR CORRIDORS – FOLLOWING61 61

And the Scorpion shoots into the corridor, past the stunnedRemans. Picard banks sharply --careens off the far side ofthe corridor but keeps control.

The Scorpion zooms down the corridor.

INT. SCORPION COCKPIT --SCIMITAR FOLLOWING62 62

Picard is concentrating intensely --it is like trying tocontrol the world's fastest roller coaster.

INT. SCIMITAR --CORRIDORS FOLLOWING63 63

The Scorpion banks around a corner --it zigs and zags throughthe ship at breakneck speed--

INT. SCIMITAR -- OBSERVATION LOUNGE NIGHT64 64

The doors to the observation lounge EXPLODE in.

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The Scorpion SHOOTS into the room and up--

A disruptor blast SHATTERS the etched glass dome at the topof the room--

And the Scorpion ZOOMS triumphantly into space!

EXT. OVER ROMULUS SPACE65 65

The Scorpion seems to appear from nowhere -- slicing throughthe cloak of invisibility around the Scimitar--

JNT. ENTERPRISE --BRIDGE FOLLOWING66 66

The crew sees the Scorpion appear on the viewscreen.

RIKERWorf! Lock on transporters!

INT. SCIMITAR BRIDGE FOLLOWING67 67

Shinzon sees the Scorpion as well.

SHINZONTractor beam! Now!

EXT. OVER ROMULUS SPACE68 68

But they are too late --the Scorpion dematerializes-

INT. ENTERPRISE - CARGO BAY – FOLLOWING69 69

And materializes in one of the Enterprise's cargo bays.Picard and Data climb out--

PICARD {TO COMM)Number One, emergency warp!

EXT. OVER ROMULUS FOLLOWING70 70

The Enterprise dramatically powers forward and up --rollingover in a great arc going into warp while still upside down.It disappears in a blaze of light. Fade to…

INT. SCIMITAR - BRIDGE – NIGHT71 71

Shinzon sits in his command chair as the ship streaks throughspace. He speaks on viewscreen with his Romulancollaborators. His face is even more finely veined now.

SHINZONThe Enterprise is immaterial! They won'tmake it back to Federation space.

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SURAN(angry, on viewscreen}This has gone far enough!

SHINZONI thought we discussed patience,Commander.

SURAN (ON VIEWSCREEN)And mine is wearing thin, young man! Wesupported you because you promisedaction. And yet you delay and you wasteyour time playing games with Picard while--

Shinzon stands and briskly pulls down his uniform tunic~exactly as we've seen Picard do a thousand times.

SHINZONCommander Suran, the games are over. Intwo days the Federation will be crippledbeyond repair. Does that satisfy you?

SURAN(grim, on viewscreen}For the moment.SHINZON (BRUTAL)

And when I return ...you and I shall havea little talk about showing properrespect!

INT. ROMULAN SENATE - CHAMBER – FOLLOWING72 72

The viewscreen picture of Shinzon snaps out. The Romulan sitfor a silent beat.

DONATRADoes anyone in this room harbor anyillusions about what he means by "showingproper respect"?

TAL'AURAWhat's happening to his face?

SURANI want opinions. He is clearly out of hismind.

SURAN (CONT'D)But can he complete his mission?

DONATRAShould he?

They look at her.

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DONATRA (CONT'D)Are you prepared to have your handsdrenched in blood? He'll show them nomercy. And his sins will mark us all forgenerations. Is that what you truly want,Romulans?

A beat.

DONATRA (CONT'D)I think you should consider that questionnow --or else you may have a lifetime tothink about it in the dilithium mines.

She turns and stalks out .

INT. ENTERPRISE --READY ROOM NIGHT73 73

Beverly sits with Picard and Riker.

BEVERLY.The more I studied his DNA the moreconfusing it got. Finally I could onlycome to one conclusion ... Shinzon wascreated with temporal RNA sequencing .Hewas designed so that at a certain pointhis aging process could be accelerated toreach your age more quickly, so he couldreplace you.

PICARDBut the Romulans abandoned the plan…

BEVERLYAs a result the temporal sequencing wasnever activated. Remember, he wassupposed to replace you at nearly yourcurrent age. He was engineered to skipthirty years of life. But since the RNAsequencing was never activated, hiscellular structure has started to breakdown. He's dying.

PICARDDying?

RIKERHe wasn't designed to live a complete,human life span.

PLCARDCan anything be done for him?

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BEVERLYNot without a complete myelodysplasticinfusion from the only donor withcompatible DNA. But that would meandraining all your blood.

RIKERThat's why he went to all that trouble tocapture you.

PLCARDHow long does he have?

BEVERLYI can't be sure but the rate of decayseems to be accelerating.

Picard considers this.

PICARDThen he'll come for me as a donor.

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Data stands before the B-9.

The B-9 has been deactivated, he stands lifeless andimmobile. Data gazes deeply into his double's identicalfeatures. Then he opens a panel in the B-9's neck and uses asmall instrument to activate the android's head.

The B-9's eyes spring to life. He looks at Data.

B-9Brother. I cannot move.

DATANo, I have only activated your cognitiveand communication subroutines.

B-9Why?

DATABecause you are dangerous.

B-9Why?

DATAYou have been programmed to gatherinformation that can be used against thisship.

B-9I do not understand.

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DATAI know.

A beat.

DATA (CONT'D)Do you know anything about Shinzon'splans against the Federation?

B-9No.

DATADo you have any knowledge of the tacticalabi1ities of his ship?

B-9No. Can I move now?

DATANo. I must deactivate you.

B-9For how long?

DATAIndefinitely.

B-9How long is that?

A beat. Data gazes at the B-9 deeply.

DATAA long time, brother.

Data reaches forward and deactivates his brother.

The B-9's eyes lose the spark of life. He stands, frozen.Data stands before him.

INT. ENTERPRISE - OBSERVATION LOUNGE – NIGHT75 75

Picard is gathered with his senior officers.

A computer display illustrates Geordi's words about the powerof Shinzon's weapon. We see a chilling graphic of theBiogenic Pulse beam spreading around a ship, then a wholeplanet.

GEORDIIt's called a Cascading Biogenic Pulse.The unique properties of Thalaronradiation allow the energy beam to expandalmost without limits.

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Depending on the radiant intensity itcould encompass a ship ... or a planet.

PICARD (THINKING)And that's exactly what he's going to do.

RIKERSir?

PICARDHis hatred of the Federation is apparent.He would have built a weapon of thatscope for one reason. He is going afterEarth.

RIKEROh boy. Destroy humanity and theFederation is crippled...

PICARDAnd the Romulans invade.

DEANNAHow can you be certain?

PICARDI know how he thinks.

A beat.

RIKER (TO GEORDI)And there's no way to penetrate hiscloak?

GEORDINo, sir.

RIKER(frustrated)

He could pass within 10 meters of everyship in Starfleet and they'd never know.

BEVERLYBut we do have one advantage. (to Picard)He needs your blood to live. He mightcome after you first.

PICARDI'm counting on it ...We've been orderedto head to sector 3274. Starfleet isdiverting the fleet to meet us there.

RIKERStrength in numbers?

PICARDWe can only hope so.

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A beat as he looks at them gravely.

PICARD (CONT'D)He can't be allowed to use that weapon.All other concerns are secondary. Do youunderstand me?

Riker knows exactly what Picard is saying: the Enterprise isexpendable.

RIKERYes, sir.

Picard stands. Presses a comm button.

PICARDAll hands. Battle stations.

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We see a montage of the Enterprise preparing for battle.

Crew members assume battle stations. Weapons locker ring openand Security Officers hand out sidearms and phaser rifles.

Geordi and his Engineers establish emergency force fieldaround the warp core..

Riker and Worf brief officers on tactical plans...

Data works at the bridge Science Station, analyzing data onShinzon's ship.

Picard walks through the corridors, he stops to talk withapprehensive young ensign.

As we hear :

PICARD (V.O.)Captain's Personal Log. Supplemental.We're heading toward Federation space atmaximum warp. The crew has responded withthe dedication I've come to expect ofthem. And like a thousand othercommanders on a thousand otherbattlefields throughout history, I waitfor the dawn.

The montage ends as…

INT. ENTERPRISE SICKBAY – NIGHT77 77

Picard enters sickbay.

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Dr. Crusher and her medical staff are hard at work. Theyposition anti-grav gurneys and ready medical supplies.Security officers are handing out phasers.

Picard watches the grim preparations. Beverly goes to him,bolstering her phaser. .

PICARD(quietly)

To seek out new life and newcivilizations. Zephyrn Cochran’s ownwords. When Charles Darwin set out on theH.M.S. Beagle, on his journey into theunknown ... he sailed without a singlemusket.

BEVERLY (GENTLY)That was another time.

PICARDHow far we've come. Let me know if youneed anything.

He starts to go--

BEVERLYJean Luc ...(he stops) ...He is not you.

A beat.

PICARDWhat makes us who we are, Doctor? Can youtell me that?

She watches him go.

INT. SCIMITAR BRIDGE – NIGHT78 78

Shinzon sits in his command chair, lined with veins now.

His Viceroy again has his hand pressed to Shinzon's chest.

SHINZONHow long?

VICEROYA matter of hours now--

Shinzon shoves him away. Stands.

VICEROY (CONT'D)If you don't begin the procedure soonyou'll never make it back to Romulus. Youshouldn't have delayed. You should havekilled Picard the moment--

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Shinzon slams his command chair in fury. The Viceroy watcheshim carefully.

A beat. Shinzon regains his composure. He sits again in hiscommand chair.

SHINZONHow long until we reach the Rift?

VICEROY(checks a console}Seven minutes.Shinzon leans back, satisfied.And looks at the viewscreen.The image on the viewscreen isshocking.The Enterprise only a fewhundred yards away.

EXT. ENTERPRISE SPACE79 79

The Enterprise zooms through space.

Completely unaware of the predator directly above it.

INT. ENTERPRISE - ASTROMETRICS – NIGHT80 80

Data is at work in Astrometry. Cartographic projections ofstar systems ebb and flow on a large screen before him.Picard enters .

PICARDShow me our current position.

The images before them quickly change to show another sectorand a blip representing the Enterprise.

PICARD (CONT'D)How long until we reach the fleet?

DATAAt our current velocity we will arrive atsector 3274 in approximately 40 minutes.

The images before them change to show sector 3274. We seeblips denoting Starfleet ships moving into position.

Picard gazes at the projection of stars before them for amoment.

PICARD (QUIETLY)"For now we see but through a glassdarkly..."

PICARD (CONT'D)He said he's a mirror.

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DATAOf you?

PICARDYes.

DATAI do not agree. Although you share thesame genetic structure, the events ofyour life have created unique individual.

PICARDBut so much is the same. On a biologicallevel he is ...and I will not accept theidea that there is nothing I can do. Ihave a responsibility to try to make ahuman connection with him.

DATAHe would deny a "human" connection ispossible. He considers himself entirelyReman.

PICARDHe may have already rejected my humanity,but you also have a twin.

DATANo, sir, it is not possible. The B-9 isphysically identical to me, although hisneural pathways are not as advanced. Buteven if they were, he would not be me.

PICARDHow can you be sure?

DATAI aspire, sir. To be better than I am.The B-9 does not. Nor does Shinzon.

A beat.

PICARDWe'll never know what Shinzon might havebeen. Had he stood where I did as achild? And looked up at the stars.

Picard's words linger in the air for a moment.

Then the projections before them sputter with static for amoment. Flickering.

DATA(working controls)

We are passing through the Bassen Rift.

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The projections will return when we havecleared it.

PICARDIt's interfering with our uplink fromStarfleet cartography?

DATAYes, sir. The Rift effects all long-rangecommunications--

PICARD(urgent, to comm)

Commander Riker, evasive maneuvers!

Too late.

The ship QUAKES --a photon torpedo blast -- the Enterprise isunder attack!

EXT. THE RIFT SPACE81 81

Disruptor beams appear from nowhere --streaking through space-- slamming into the Enterprise’s warp drive. The Enterpriserecoils, dangerously dropping out of warp in a furious lurch.

The Bassen Rift is a strange area of electromagneticdistortion. Energy patterns crackle through space.

INT. SCIMITAR BRIDGE – FOLLOWING82 82

Shinzon sits in his command chair. The viewscreen shows theEnterprise before him.

SHINZONTarget weapons systems and shields. Idon't want the Enterprise destroyed.

On the viewscreen, we see disruptor blasts streaking from theScimitar -- slicing into the Enterprise.

SHINZON (CONT'D)Can you learn to see in the dark,Captain?

INT. ENTERPRISE --BRIDGE FOLLOWING83 83

Picard and Data emerge from the turbolift as the ship ROcKS--

PICARDReport.

RIKERHe's firing through his cloak. We can'tget a lock.

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GEORDI (AT ENGINEERING STATION}He disabled our warp drive with his firstshot. We've only got impulse.

WORFLong range communication is impossible aslong s we're in the rift--

The ship SHUDDERS again --

PICARDWorf, prepare a full phaser spread, zeroelevation. All banks on my mark. Scan forshield impacts and stand by photontorpedoes.

WORFAye, sir

The ship ROCKS again.

PICARDFire!

EXT. THE RIFT – SPACE84 84

The Enterprise fires her phasers simultaneously --the energybeams shoot into space--

And the Scimitar's shape is momentarily illuminated as one ofits shields is hit.

Photon torpedoes immediately shoot from the Enterprise -- butpass harmlessly through the area where the Scimitar's shieldswere momentarily illuminated.

INT. SCIMITAR --BRIDGE FOLLOWING85 85

SHINZONYou're too slow, old man. (enteringcommands in his chair console) Attackpattern Shinzon Theta.

EXT. THE RIFT SPACE86 86

The invisible Warbird makes a dramatic run straight over theEnterprise -- firing steadily down as it sweeps past it; is abrutal, close range assault-

INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE – FOLLOWING87 87

The bridge SHAKES violently under the ruthless attack--

DATAWe are losing dorsal shields--

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PICARDFull axis rotation to port! Fire allventral phasers!

EXT. THE RIFT SPACE88 88

The Enterprise instantly complies-- Rolling completely overto the left, firing phasers up as Shinzon's invisible shipstreaks above it--

A few lucky phaser shots from the bottom of the Enterprise --now shooting upward --manage to momentarily illuminate thebottom shields of the Scimitar as it sweeps past above.

INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE – FOLLOWING89 89

WORFMinimal damage to the Scimitar.

RIKER(to Helm)

Defensive pattern Kirk Epsilon. Geordi,get those shields online.

PICARD (TO COMRN)Counselor Troi, report to the bridge.

RIKERUnless we can disable his cloak we'rejust going to be firing in the dark.

PICARDAgreed.

WORFSir, we're being hailed.

PICARDOn screen.

Shinzon appears on the viewscreen. He is on the bridge of theScimitar.

SHINZON (ON VIEWSCREEN)Captain Picard, will you join me in yourReady Room?

INT. ENTERPRISE - READY ROOM90 90

Picard stands in his Ready Room. A flickering light shimmersacross the room. And a perfect holographic representation ofShinzon appears before him.

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SHINZONYou can't trace my holographic emitters,Captainn. So don't bother. And you can'tcontact Starfleet. We're quite alone.

PICARDWe are.

SHINZONIt's just the two of us now, Jean Luc, asit should be ...Your ship and mine ...Youand me.

PICARDWhy are you here?

SHINZONTo accept your surrender. I can clearlydestroy you at any time. Lower yourshields and allow me to transport you tomy ship.

PICARDAnd what of the Enterprise?

SHINZONI have little interest in your quaintvessel, Captain. If the Enterprise willwithdraw to a distance of one hundredlight years, it will not be harmed.

PICARDYou know that's not possible.

SHINZONI know ...you'll all gladly die to saveyour home world.

PICARD (INTENSE)Look at me, Shinzon! Do you feel theblood pumping inside you? Your hands,your eyes, your nature, are the same asmine. Buried deep inside you beneath theyears of pain and anger is a capacityyou've forgotten. It's the one way ourmirror can reflect the two of us exactlybecause it's the very thing that trulydefines us. To be human is to try to makeyourself better than you are.

Picard looks at him deeply, relentlessly refusing to give up.

PICARD (CONT'D)I know you as well as I know myself,Shinzon. There was a time you looked atthe stars and dreamed of what might be.

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SHINZON (QUIETLY}Long ago.

PICARDNot so long.

SHINZONChildish dreams, Captain. Lost in thedilithium mines of Remus. I'm what yousee now.

PICARDI see more than what you are.

Picard steps toward him.

PICARD (CONT'D)I see what you could be.

Shinzon slowly backs away as Picard continues to move towardhim relentlessly.

PICARD (CONT'D)The man who is Jean Luc Picard andShinzon of Remus won't exterminate thepopulation of an entire planet! He isbetter than that!

SHINZON (DESPERATE)He is what his life has made him!

Shinzon is in turmoil. Picard senses this. He proceedsquietly:

PICARDAnd what will he do with that life?

Shinzon looks at him, questioning.

PICARD (CONT'D)If I were to beam to your ship ...let youcomplete your medical procedure, give youa full life… what would you do with thetime?

Shinzon doesn't respond.

PICARD (CONT'D)You once asked me about your past. Yourhistory. When I was your age, I burnedwith ambition. I was very proud and mypride often hurt people. I made everywrong choice a young man can ...But onething saved me ...I had a father whobelieved in me.

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Who took the time to teach me a betterway. You have the same father.

SHINZONYes.

PICARDSo if I gave you my life, what would youdo with it? Would you spend the years ina blaze of hatred as you are now? Orcould you change? Could you try toremember a mother's touch you never felt?A father's words you never heard? Couldyou do that?

SHINZON(quietly)

I don't know.

PICARDBut you want to.

Shinzon doesn't respond. But Picard knows he has made aconnection. For this brief moment reconciliation is possible.He proceeds quietly:

PICARD (CONT'D)Let me tell you about our father.

Shinzon looks at him with an aching sadness. What might havebeen.

SHINZONThat's your life…not mine.

PICARDPlease.

SHINZONIt’s too late.

PICARDYou can still make a choice! Make theright one now!

SHINZONI have no choices! I can't fight what Iam!

Shinzon backs away, unable to fight his nature:

SHINZON (CONT'D)I'll show you my true nature. Yournature. And as Earth dies --remember thatI'm forever Shinzon of Remus! And myvoice will echo through time long afteryour s has faded to a dim memory.

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Shinzon ends the transmission and his holographic imagelickers and fades away.

Picard stands alone, drained.

INT. SCIMITAR BRIDGE – FOLLOWING91 91

Shinzon strides quickly to his command chair, barking to hisViceroy:

SHINZONDisable their weapons!

But before the Viceroy can move the Scimitar suddenly ROCKS --attacked from somewhere! Shinzon is stunned.

SHINZON (CONT'D)Report!

REMAN OFFICERTwo ships decloaking, sir! Romulan!

INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE – FOLLOWING92 92

Picard strides to his command chair as two Romulan Warbirdsappear on the viewscreen. Deanna is now on the bridge.

RIKERBelieve it or not, I think the cavalryhas arrived.

WORFWe're being hailed.

PICARDOn screen.

On the viewscreen: Commander Donatra shimmers into view.

DONATRA (ON VIEWSCREEN}Captain Picard, Commander Donatra of theWarbird Valdore. Might we be ofassistance?

PICARDYour timing is impeccable, Commander.

DONATRA (ON VIEWSCREEN)The Empire considers this a matter ofinternal security. We regret you'vebecome involved.

PICARDWhen this is over, I owe you a drink.

On the viewscreen, the Valdore ROCKS from a disruptor blast.

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DONATRA (ON VIEWSCREEN)Romulan ale, Captain. Let's get to work.Valdore out.

The transmission ends.

PICARD (TO WORF)You heard the lady. Get to work. Moveyour ass!

Although Shinzon's ship is still cloaked, the steady barrageof triangulated phaser and disruptor fire from the Enterpriseand the two Romulan vessels illuminate its shields withimpacts.

INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE – FOLLOWING93 93

PICARD(to Worf)

Coordinate our attack with the Valdore'stactical officer. Triangulate fire on anyshield impacts.

WORFAye, sir.

The Enterprise ROCKS from a photon torpedo impact-

DATAAft shields are down to forty percent .

RIKER (TO HELM)Keep our bow to the Scimitar. Auxiliarypower to forward shields.

INT. SCIMITAR BRIDGE – FOLLOWING94 94

Shinzon sits quite calmly in-his command chair.

SHINZONTarget the flanking Warbird. All forwarddisruptor banks on my mark.

EXT. THE RIFT SPACE95 95

It is a chaos of starships as the Enterprise and the twoWarbirds fire steadily --illuminating the Scimitar's shields.

The ships sweep around one another, maneuvering for position,firing constantly. The battlefield seems impossibly crowdedas the four vessels evade and attack; as phaser and disruptorbeams criss-cross space.

Then the Scimitar unleashes a devastating volley… all herforward disruptor banks fire at once--

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They literally cut one of the Romulan ships in half --a hugeEXPLOSION --debris SHOOTS across space and SLAMS VIOLENTLYoff the Enterprise's forward shields--!

INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE – FOLLOWING96 96

the ship ROCKS dangerously!

DATAForward shields are down to ten percent.

RIKER (TO HELM)Bring us about!

EXT. THE RIFT SPACE97 97

The Enterprise quickly turns about -- firing her aft phasers.As the Valdore sweeps toward Shinzon's ship, firing—

INT. SCIMITAR --BRIDGE FOLLOWING98 98

SHINZONLet her pursue -- drop cloak on the aftport quadrant and prepare for fullemergency stop. T , ..I

VICEROY (STARTLED)What?!

SHINZONYou heard me.

INT. VALDORE BRIDGE – FOLLOWING99 99

Donatra leans forward in her command chair, looking atviewscreen. She sees part of the Scimitar's rear cloak inningto fall away--

DONATRAShe's losing her cloak! Stand by allforward disruptor banks!

INT. SCIMITAR BRIDGE – FOLLOWING100 100

VICEROYShe's almost on us.

SHINZONNot yet.

On the viewscreen we see the Valdore in pursuit, gaining.The Reman crew iss getting nervous.

VICEROYPraetor…

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SHINZONFULL STOP AND FIRE !

EXT. THE RIFT SPACE101 101

The Scimitar LURCHES to a stop! Too fast for the Valdore torespond in time -- it flies over the Scimitar--

And the Scimitar fires!

A devastating volley of photon torpedoes rip into theunderbelly and aft of the Valdore as it streaks past--

The Valdore careens out of control and then slows to a stop.It floats dead in space.

INT. SCIMITAR --BRIDGE FOLLOWING102 102

SHINZONRestore the aft cloak.and bring us about.

He leans back in his command chair, ready for the finalbattle.

INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE – FOLLOWING103 103

A bloody Commander Donatra is talking to Picard onviewscreen. Her bridge is in ruins.

DONATRA (ON VIEWSCREEN}I'm afraid that drink will have to wait,Captain.

PICARDDo you have life support?

DONATRA (ON VIEWSCREEN}For the moment. But we're dead in thewater.

PICARDUnderstood--

Then the ship ROCKS-

EXT. THE RIFT SPACE104 104

The invisible Scimitar sweeps past for a particularly brutalassault --disruptor blasts streak along the Enterprise's hull-- a huge, ripping series of explosions tear away severaldecks of the Enterprise--

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INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE – FOLLOWING105 105

DATAWe have lost structural integrity ondecks twelve through seventeen, sectionsfour through ten.

GEORDIEmergency force fields are holding.

RIKEREvacuate those decks and reroute fieldpower to forward shields.

Deanna goes to Picard:

DEANNACaptain -- I might have a way to findthem.

PICARDCounselor?

DEANNAThe one thing he may have forgotten inthe course of battle: me.

PICARDMake it so.

She quickly goes to Worf at tactical.

INT. SCIMITAR BRIDGE – NIGHT106 106

Shinzon is entering tactical commands in his chair console.

SHINZONPrepare a lateral run --all starboarddisruptors.

Then the viceroy suddenly stiffens, alarm in his eyes-

VICEROYNo!

INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE – FOLLOWING107 107

Deanna concentrates furiously, eyes closed. She stands withWorf, her hand slowly moving his over the photon torpedotargeting display.

It is a wrenching experience as she probes with her thoughts.

DEANNAHe's resisting me.

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She is in pain.

INT. SCIMITAR BRIDGE – FOLLOWING108 108

The Viceroy concentrates, trying to block her probingthoughts.

SHINZONWhat is it?! Focus on your job!!!

VICEROYShe is here.

INT, ENTERPRISE BRIDGE – FOLLOWING109 109

Deanna continues to move Worf's hand over the targetingdisplay. She is sweating, panting for breath, concentratingfiercely

INT. SCIMITAR -BRIDGE – FOLLOWING110 110

The Viceroy resists her -- their psyches lock in battle.Deanna appears in the

Viceroy's mind, she glares at him.

DEANNARemember me?

INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE – FOLLOWING111 111

Her eyes snap open--

DEANNANOW!

Worf instantly fires a full volley of photon torpedoes.

EXT. THE RIFT SPACE112 112

A full spread of photon torpedoes shoot through space.

And connect! A series of devastating impacts -- and theScimitar's cloak fails!

INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE – FOLLOWING113 113

Picard stands quickly.

PICARDSavage them!

EXT. THE RIFT SPACE114 114

And the Enterprise attacks!

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It fires all weapons simultaneously --phasers and photontorpedoes slam into the Scimitar! Shinzon's ship respondsquickly --maneuvering for position and returning fire!

INT. SCIMITAR RIDGE_-_FOLLOWING115 115

The bridge has been damaged, sparks sputter through thedarkness and debris litters the deck.

Shinzon eyes reflect a growing sense of desperation.

SHINZON(spinning to his Viceroy)

Prepare a boarding party -- BRING MEPICARD!

The viceroy strides out as Shinzon spins to another officer.

SHINZON (CONT'D)Get the cloak back! And target shieldcoordinates beta three. All disruptors.Fire!

On the viewscreen, we see disruptor beams focusing on a tinypart of the Enterprise's lower shieJds, slamming into them.

INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE – NIGHT116 116

DATACaptain, we have lost ventral shieldingon deck twenty nine.

PICARDDivert power and compensate-

An alarm klaxon suddenly rings through the bridge:

WORFIntruder alert!

RIKERLet's go.

Riker and Worf quickly head toward the turbolift as:

WORF (TO COMM)Security detail to deck twenty nine.

Data immediately assumes Worf's position at tactical.

INT. ENTERPRISE - LOWER DECKS – NIGHT117 117

Riker and Worf stride with a SECURITY DETAIL through thecramped lower decks.

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A sudden disruptor blast stops them cold! The Viceroy and hisinvasion force of a dozen Reman Warriors are down thecorridor!

The Enterprise crew returns fire. It is a blazing phaserbattle, Worf leading his men with Klingon courage. Theysteadily advance in the face of the blistering disruptor fire--

They are getting the upper hand when Riker sees the Viceroyescape into a Jeffriess tube-

RIKERWorf.

Worf instantly dives into the corridor --landing hard andsliding forward on his stomach

all the while firing a steady burst from his phaser rifle.

Riker uses the cover to dive after the Viceroy, following himinto the dark Jefferies tube,

intent on destroying the man who has been tormenting his wife-

INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE – FOLLOWING118 118

The Scimitar sweeps into view on the viewscreen -- fillingthe screen --and launches a ferocious volley of photontorpedoes.

A huge EXPLOSION as the viewscreen and some of the forwardbridge are BLOWN APART --the Helm Officer is SUCKED INTOSPACE before a flickering emergency force field springs intoposition--

Deanna races to assume the helm--

Picard can now see his enemy directly through the gaping bolein the ship's hull --he sees the Scimitar banking for anotherattack run as part of the ship disappears--

GEORDIJ'f't He's getting his cloak back.

We have exhausted our compliment of photon torpedoes. Phaserbanks are down to four percent.

PICARDWhat if we target all phasers in aconcentrated attack?

DATAThe Scimitar's shields are still atseventy percent. It would make nodifference, sir.

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Picard thinks.

DEANNAThey're stopping...

Through the hole in the hull, Picard sees the Scimitar slowlyturning. Slowly advancing. They see another part of theScimitar disappear, the cloak returning.

GEORDIWhat's he doing?

PICARD(grim)

He wants to look me in the eye.

INT. ENTERPRISE -- JEFFERIES TUBE FOLLOWING119 119

Below decks, Riker stalks the Viceroy through a labyrinthineseries of access tunnels. It is like a scene from ALIEN.

The flickering half-light and red emergency strobes of thecrippled ship make this an ominous sequence. The Viceroy isin his element, used to the perpetual night of the RemanHomeworld, he can see in the dark.

Riker moves through the darkness, hunting for the Viceroy .Hestops, phaser ready. He peers into the dark tunnel ahead ofhim. Sees nothing. We tilt up and see...

The Viceroy clinging to the ceiling directly above Riker!Hidden in the darkness. The Viceroy attacks! -- diving downon Riker -- his lethal Reman knife slashing through thedarkness--

INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE – FOLLOWING120 120

Picard stands… watching the Scimitar maneuver into position.Large parts of it are now cloaked.

It stops. Only a few hundred yards from the Enterprise, itsgreat brow almost filling the gaping hole at the front of thebridge.

Picard thinks, his mind racing. Then it comes to him in aflash:

PICARDHe thinks he knows exactly what I'm goingto do...

GEORDISir?

PICARDWe’ve got him!

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He sits in his command chair and begins quickly enteringcommand instructions in his chair console.

INT. SCIMITAR BRIDGE – FOLLOWING121 121

Shinzon, supremely confident, leans back in his commandchair.

SHINZONOpen a channel.

INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE – FOLLOWING122 122

Picard is still entering commands in his chair console.

DATAWe are being hailed.

PICARDDeanna, stand by (to Data) Open achannel.

SHINZON (V.O.)I hope you're still alive, Jean Luc.

PICARDI am.

SHINZON (V.O.)Don't you think it's time to surrender?I'll have my cloak back in a matter ofminutes and your poor ship is shot topieces. Why should the rest of your crewhave to die?

Picard continues to enter command codes --transmits them toDeanna at helm --she receives the commands, nods. All of thisas Picard buys some time:

PICARDI never told you about my first Academyevaluation, did I? I received very highmarks for my studies. But I was foundlacking in certain other areas.Personality traits, you might say. Inparticular I was thought to be extremely...(he glares up at the prow of theScimitar) ...over-confident.

Picard indicates for Data to end the communication. Then:

PICARD (QUICKLY) (CONT'D)Geordi, put 211 power to the engines.Take it from life support if you have to --everything you can give me.

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GEORDIAye, sir.

PICARDDeanna, on my mark.

GEORDIReady, sir!

Picard leans forward in his chair:

PICARD (ON COMM)All hands, brace for impact! (to Deanna)ENGAGE.

EXT. THE RIFT SPACE123 123

The Enterprise powers forward in a final thrust--!

JNT .SCIMITAR --BRIDGE FOLLOWING124 124

Shinzon sees it coming --utterly shocked --bolts up-

SHINZONHARD TO PORT !

Too late.

EXT. THE RIFT SPACE125 125

A massive COLLISION as the Enterprise SLAMS into the Scimitar-- as it SMASHES and GRINDS into Shinzon's ship--

The Scimitar REELS--

INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE – FOLLOWING126 126

Everyone goes FLYING!

EXT. THE RIFT SPACE127 127

The two great ships are now locked together, slowly rotatingin space.

The forward part of the Enterprise's saucer is enmeshed inShinzon's ship; two scorpions with their claws locked.

INT. SCIMITAR --BRIDGE FOLLOWING128 128

Shinzon stands in the ruins of his bridge. Many of his bridgecrew are now dead.

SHINZONDivert all power to engines. Fullreverse!

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Every part of the Enterprise ROCKS --a great lurch as theScimitar begins to tear itselc free -- backing away --adeafening shriek of metal --both ships are being torn topieces .in the process -- but it is working --the Scimitar isripping free, wrenching itself loose.

INT. ENTERPRISE - JEFFERIES TUBES – FOLLOWING130 130

The Jefferies tube SHUDDERS as the Scimitar continues to tearitself free --Riker and the Viceroy careen through the tube.The Viceroy recovers quickly and coils for a final attack.Riker sees that an access plate has been loosened in thecollision --he desperately rips it away --knowing the relaysbehind will provide him with the advantage he needs --

Bright liqht strobes from the relays and the Viceroy ismomentarily blinded --Riker uses this opportunity to attack!He dives forward --slamming into the Viceroy --they bothtumble into a long, vertical access tunnel -- they fall!

Riker shoots out a hand and grabs a ladder -- the Viceroy,grabs onto Riker, his talons digging into his uniform -- along drop below them!

Riker forces the Viceroy's head back -- away from him --abrutal struggle-

Riker glares at him .

RIKERDon't worry -- Hell is dark.

Riker uses every ounce of strength he has left -- pushes theViceroy off him--

The Viceroy falls down the long tunnel -- to his death.

INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE – FOLLOWING131 131

The whole Enterprise bridge QUAKES as the Scimitar continuesto pull itself free--

Picard stands, steadying himself on his command chair.

PICARDData, I need you.

Data joins Picard as:

PICARD (CONT'D)Computer. Auto-destruct sequence Omega.Zero time delay. Recognize voice patternJean Luc Picard. Authorization AlphaAlpha Three Zero Five--

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COMPUTER (V. O.)Auto-destruct is off-line.

Then the ship gives a final LURCH. The Scimitar is free.

An eerie moment of silence after the explosive tearing andgrinding.

Picard watches through the gaping hole in the hull as theScimitar backs away. Another section of the Scimitardisappears. Shinzon almost has his cloak back.

INT. SCIMITAR BRIDGE – FOLLOWING132 132

Shinzon stares at the Enterprise.

A wave of sickness overcomes him for a moment, he doublesover. We actually see more veins appearing on his face.Time is running out.

SHINZONTarget disruptors. Destroy them.

REMAN OFFICERDisruptors are off-line, sir.

A beat. Shinzon looks up.

SHINZONDeploy the weapon. Kill everything onthat ship. Then set a course for Earth.

REMAN OFFICERWhat about Picard?

SHINZONOur greater goal is more important,brother.

REMAN OFFICERBut, Praetor, you won't survive withouthim...

Shinzon gazes at the Enterprise on the viewscreen.

SHINZONSome ideals are worth dying for, aren'tthey, Jean Luc?

EXT. RIFT SPACE133 133

The entire Scimitar slowly begins to unfold. Like a giganticversion of the small spider-weapon we saw kill the RomulanSenators before, legs appear and hoist up a savage weapon.The Cascading Pulse.

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Picard and the others watch the monstrous Cascading Pulseweapon slowly deploying.

PICARDHow long until he can fire?

GEORDIThe targeting sequence should take aboutfour minutes.

DEANNABut how can he? He'll kill you.

PICARDThis isn't about me anymore.

Picard's face is set, resolute. He knows what he must do.Picard grabs a phaser rifle from a weapons locker as…

PICARD (CONT'D)Prepare for a site-to-site transport.

GEORDI(concerned)

Sir, we won’t be able to bring you back.It’s a one way trip. Captain, I don'tknow if the transporter--

PICARDThat's an order, Commander.

DATASir, allow me to go. You are needed here.

PICARDNegative.

DATASir…

Deanna takes Data's arm. Looks at him. She knows this issomething Picard must do himself.

DEANNALet him go.

Picard powers up the phaser rifle as:

PICARD(to Data)You have the bridge, Commander.Use all available power tomove away from the Scimitar.

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(to Geordi) Now, Mister LaForge.

GEORDIAye, sir.

Geordi nervously works some controls on his console andPicard dematerializes. Then the transporter panel explodesin a shower of sparks

GEORDI (CONT'D)That's it. Transporters are down.

Data thinks for a moment. Then:

DATACounsellor Troi, please assume command.Geordi, if you will come with me.

He heads toward the turbolift, Geordi following.

INT. SCIMITAR --CORRIDOR NIGHT135 135

Several Remen warriors in the corridor turn an fire. Rikerreturns fire, a series of lightning fast pulses from hisphaser rifle.

INT. ENTERPRISE FORWARD CORRIDOR – NIGHT136 136

Data and Geordi stand in a long corridor. The far end of thecorridor opens to space. An emergency force field is in placeat the end of the corridor.

Geordi operates a tricorder and another force field flickerson around him.

Data looks toward the end of the corridor, readying himself.

DATAWhat is our approximate distance?

GEORDI(scans with tricorder)

400 meters.

DATAThank you.

Data backs up a little more. He looks at Geordi again.Deeply.

DATA (CONT'D)Thank you, Geordi. Deactivate the field.

Geordi operates his tricorder and the force field at the endof the corridor snaps off--

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The void of space fills the corridor and Data takes a runningstart -- he races down the long corridor and leaps--

EXT. THE RIFT SPACE137 137

into space.

He floats toward the Scimitar, his momentum carrying him.Carrying him too far!

He is going to miss the Scimitar --almost past it now! Hethrusts out a hand--

And just misses a piece of dangling wreckage! Data isfloating helplessly through space. Doomed. Then he SLAMSinto an invisible piece of the partially cloaked on the ship!

He grabs onto the invisible part of the ship and pullshimself up to the hull. He rips open an access panel with hissuperior strength and climbs inside.

INT. SCIMITAR --BRIDGE NIGHT138 138

Shinzon stands, his eyes glued to the Enterprise on theviewscreen.

We see a monitor showing that the Cascading Pulse weapon islocked on the Enterprise.

Most of the light on the shattered bridge now comes from thethree steadily pulsing warp core relays which soar up throughthe floor.

COMPUTER (V.O)Forty-seven. Forty six …

Suddenly -- a MASSIVE BLAST as the doors to the bridgeexplode in. Shinzon spins to see--

Picard framed in the doorway, phaser rifle ready.

Picard instantly fires for the Cascading Pulse control --butShinzon dives to cover it -- the phaser blast hits Shinzon inthe chest --he recoils, slamming to the deck, stunned.

The few remaining Remans on the bridge spin to Picard, firingdisruptors --Picard dives for cover and battles them with hisphaser rifle--

He succeeds in stunning the Remans but a final disruptorblast knocks Picard to the deck --the phaser rifle spinsaway.

COMPUTER (V.O.) (CONT'D)Twenty nine ...Twenty eight…

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Shinzon pulls himself up and races to snatch up a disruptorfrom a fallen comrade--

As Picard leaps up, grabbing a piece of wreckage, a longmetal rod -- Picard thrusts it forward like a spear--

Impaling Shinzon.

A,stunned moment, of silence as Shinzon gazes at Picard,almost with a look of disbelief. Blood spews from his mouthas he lets out a tormented cry.

And then, amazingly, Shinzon forces himself forward --pushing

Picard backs against a wall -- Shinzon slowly walks towardPicard, forcing himself down the length of the spear --thespear point explodes through Shinzon's back --the weight ofShinzon's body is pinning Picard against the wall -- time isrunning out--

COMPUTER (V.O.) (CONT'D)Eighteen ...Seventeen...

Shinzon forces himself down the spear:

SHINZONI'm glad we're together now --our destinyis complete.

He finally thrusts himself down the whole spear and claspshis dying hands firmly around Picard's throat--

COMPUTER (V.O.)Ten…Nine…

Data sprints to the bridge --

He instantly tears open his wrist and pulls out the small,silver disc we saw earlier --the Emergency Transport Unit --he slaps it on Picard's shoulder. A final look between them-

COMPUTER (V.O.) (CONT'D)Seven.. Six…

Data activates the ETU-- Picard dematerializes.

Data looks at the space where Picard was and says simply:

DATAGoodbye.

Then he spins and pulls out his phaser--

And fires point-blank into the Scimitar's warp core relays --the bridge explodes --Data is incinerated--

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The Scimitar BLASTS APART in a massive flash--

INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE – FOLLOWING140 140

Picard re-materializes.

He sees the brilliant flash from the explosion through thegaping ~ hole in the front of the bridge.

Deanna sits at helm, her face a mask of pain. Geordi standson the upper rear deck, head down.

A long beat as Picard just stands on his ruined bridge, thethousand-yard stare of a combat veteran in his eyes.

Riker emerges from the turbolift. Goes to Picard.

RIKERSir?

Picard doesn't answer, he just stares forward. Deanna goes toRiker.

DEANNAData.

Riker looks toward the glowing debris field in the distance.He puts an arm around Deanna.

Silence.

GEORDISir, we're being hailed.

PICARDOn screen ...(he remembers there is nolonger a viewscreen) ...Open a channel.

DONATRA (V.O.)This is Commander Donatra of the Valdore.We're dispatching shuttles with medicalpersonnel and supplies.

PICARDThank you, Commander.

The transmission ends.

PICARD (FLAT) (CONT'D)Geordi ... prepare the shuttlebay forarrivals. They don't know our proceduresso just ...open the doors.

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GEORDII'll take care of it, sir.

PICARDNumber One. (a beat) You have the bridge.

He turns and heads toward his Ready Room.

The others watch him go with great sadness.

When the Ready Room doors close behind Picard, Deanna finallyallows herself to cry. Riker holds her closely. Slow fadeto...

INT. ENTERPRISE - CREW LOUNGE – NIGHT141 141

Hours later. The senior crew is solemnly gathered in theshattered remains of the crew lounge. Picard, Riker, Deanna,Beverly, Worf, Geordi.

They wear their dress uniforms.

Picard goes to each of them. He carries a small, metal box.They each take something from the box.

At first we, don’t quite see what they are doing. 'Then werealize they are affixing black bars to the collars of theiruniforms.

Mourning bands.

Picard pours six glasses of his precious Chateau picard. Eachtakes a glass.

Picard raises his glass.

PICARDTo absent friends. ..To family.

They toast Data. Slow fade to...

INT. ENTERPRISE - -PICARD'S CABIN NIGHT142 142

Picard sits at his desk, speaking quietly to someone we donot see.

PICARDI don't know if all this has made senseto you, but I wanted you to know whatkind of man he was. In his quest to bemore like us, he helped show us what itmeans to be human.

We see it is the now re-activated B-9 sitting across fromhim.

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B-9My brother was not a human.

PICARDNo, he wasn't ...But his wonder and hiscuriosity about every facet of human lifehelped all of us see the best parts ofourselves. He embraced change ... becausehe always wanted to be more than he was.

B-9I do not understand.

PICARDWell, I hope someday you will.

Worf interrupts on comm:

WORF (V.O. ON COMRN)Captain, the Hemingway has arrived to towus to spacedock.

PICARDOn my way. Please notify Commander Riker...(he stands, prepares to go) ...We'lltalk later?

The B-9 does not respond. He is looking rather blankly atpadd on Picard's desk.

Picard begins to leave when a sound stops him... humming. Heturns back to the B-9.

The B-9 is still looking blankly at the padd ... but he’shumming lightly to himself ...then he begins to sing, verysoftly...

B-9"Blue skies, smiling at me, Nothing butblue skies do I see."

Then the B-9 is silent.

Picard watches him for a moment; great emotion playing overhis features, and then goes.

INT. ENTERPRISE CORRIDOR – NIGHT143 143

Picard and Riker head toward a turbolift… making their waypast the debris littering the corridor.

PICARDI'm sorry you won't be here for the re-fit, but I know the Titan needs youimmediately.

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Riker does not respond.

Picard stops, looks at Riker deeply.

PICARD (CONT'D)The Titan's a fine ship, will. And she'sgetting a captain worthy of her.

RIKERShe' s the most beautiful ship I’ve everseen. (he touches a wall of the corridor)...But she's not the Enterprise.

PICARDI promise you in time, she'll become yourhome ...If I could offer you one piece ofadvice?

RIKERAnything.

PICARDWhen your first officer insists that youcan't go on away missions ... Ignore him--

RIKER (SMILES)I intend to.

A moment.

RIKER (CONT'D)(with difficulty)

Serving with you has been an honor.

PICARDThe honor was mine. Captain Riker.

EXT. ENTERPRISE - SPACEDOCK - OVER EARTH144 144

A few weeks later. The Enterprise is enclosed in the greatwomb of a spacedock. The ship is being rebuilt.

INT. ENTERPRISE – BRIDGE – NIGHT145 145

A fresh-faced young officer, COMMANDER MARTIN MADDEN, pacesnervously outside Picard's Ready Room. Bracing himselfbefore entering.

Behind him we can see technicians working everywhere aroundthe bridge, trying to rebuild it. Worf is talking to a youngofficer at tactical and Geordi is working at the engineeringstation. We also see new command chairs being installed.

(Although we do not see it in this scene, the gaping hole atthe front of the bridge has not yet been repaired.)

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A young Andorian woman, the new OPS OFFICER, smiles atMadden's nervousness. Her antennae twitch slightly inamusement. He sees her.

MADDENSo ...what's the old man like?

OPS OFFICERWhy don't you go in and find out?

Commander Madden prepares himself.

INT. ENTERPRISE --READY ROOM – FOLLOWING146 146

Picard is talking to Beverly on viewscreen. She is in her newoffice at Starfleet Medical.

BEVERLY (ON VIEWSCREEN)You can' t imagine them, Jean Luc.They're kids! All with advance degrees inxenobiology and out to conquer everydisease in the quadrant.

PICARD(smiles)

Reminds me of a young doctor I used toknow...

BEVERLY (ON VIEWSCREEN)They're running me ragged. Nothing butquestion day and night ...I love it! Cometo dinner and 1'1 tell you all about it.There's a Bajoran band at the officer'smess.

PICARDNot tonight, I have work here.

BEVERLY (ON VIEWSCREEN)Soon then. I’ll save the last dance foryou.

Commander Madden enters quickly --he did not use the doorchime so Picard is surprised.

MADDENCommander Martin Madden reporting forduty, sir.

Picard stands, they shake hands as:

PICARDWelcome aboard, Commander. I hope, yourtransfer didn't come as too much of asurprise.

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MADDENI was ...honored, sir.

PICARDI needed you immediately to help overseethe re-fit ... (gathering up some paddsfrom his desk} ...Your service record onthe Talos is exemplary, but there are afew things I would like to discuss withyou regarding my requirements for a FirstOfficer. Shall we say dinner in myquarters at 1900 hours?

MADDENVery good, sir.

Picard heads toward the door, carrying a few padds.

PICARDCommander, I don't know how they did iton the Talos, but we have door chimes onthe Enterprise. We use them.

MADDENYes, sir. Sorry, sir.

Picard goes to the bridge, Madden following…

INT. ENTERPRISE - BRIDGE – FOLLOWING147 147

They emerge to the bridge as Worf is arguing with the cockyyoung ENSIGN busy installing Picard's new high-tech commandchair.

WORFYou don't understand the Captain -- thereshould be no changes until we havediscussed the modifications with him.

Picard goes to them:

PICARDWhat's this?

WORF (GRUMBLES)Your new chair, sir.

ENSIGNIt's the Mark Seven, Captain. State-of-the-art ergonomics… command interfaceswith--

WORFI told him you're comfortable with yourold chair.

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PICARDLet's give it a try.

He settles into his new command chair. Looks around for abeat at his new bridge crew. Fresh-faced kids. A newgeneration to teach and nurture. He smiles.

PICARD (CONT'D)Feels good.

Worf and Geordi exchange a look, surprised.

ENSIGN (POINTS)Try that button, sir.

Picard presses a button on the chair and --zip -- metalrestraints fly into position around his waist and shoulders.Seatbelts! Picard is surprised.

A beat.

Then Picard smiles.

PICARDIt's about time.

He presses the button again and the restraints zip back intothe body of the chair. He is delighted. He turns to Madden:

PICARD (CONT'D)Commander, please sit down ...(Maddensits in the First Officer's chair, Picardshares a padd with him) ...We've receivedour first assignment. We're going to beexploring the Denab system. It should beexciting. It's a place… where no one hasgone before.

And we cut to --

EXT. ENTERPRISE SPACEDOCK - OVER EARTH – FOLLOWING148 148

Through the hole in the hull we see Picard talking to Madden.Picard at work, at peace. Where he is meant to be.

We slowly pull back from Picard and the Enterprise. As wehear the B-9's soft tones. Gentle. Hopeful.

B-9 (V.O.)"Never saw the sun shining so bright,Never saw things going so right. Noticingthe days hurrying by, when you're inlove, my how they fly. Blue days, all ofthem gone, Nothing but blue skies fromnow on.”

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We revolve away from the Enterprise and Earth toward thestars. Then ZOOM forward into the cosmos as the rousing“Next Generation" theme explodes over END CREDITS.

THE END

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