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One.

Are you trying to fill another inside straight, Worf?

Don't say I didn't warn you.

Pah!

I fold.

I will raise you... three.

No cards?

The best poker face I've ever seen.

Dealer takes two.

Your three, and... ten more.

I will see your 10, and raise you 20.

Data, have you got a flush or a full house?

It will cost you 20 to make that determination, sir.

Dealer folds.

TROI: You two have successfully divided the evening between you.

I suspect conspiracy.

But far be it from me to accuse my superior officers.

You're getting harder and harder to bluff, Data.

You've learned this game very well.

Yes, sir, I believe I have.

I'll tell you what.

I'll bet that I can find any card that you hide in this deck.

And furthermore,

I will make you help me find it.

Careful, Data.

Your guidance is much valued, counselor.

However...

Pick a card.

Don't let me see it.

Now, lose it in the deck.

Cut the deck into two even piles.

Okay.

One more time.

And again.

How many cards?

11. Take five.

Throw them away.

Pick three more.

Okay, now pick one of those.

That your card?

Incredible.

DATA: Not at all, Counselor.

You surreptitiously placed the edge of your left thumb against the card.

When you divided the deck to reshuffle you kept that card on top.

You thus were able to have me either save or discard depending upon the location of the card, which you followed at each step until we were left with just one-- the card I originally chose.

Sir...

I believe, under the circumstances...

Picard to Riker.

Captain?

PICARD: We have received a distress call.

We're changing course to intercept.

Captain's Log, Stardate 44215.2.

The Enterprise has bypassed

its scheduled archaeological survey of Camus II

in response to a distress call

from the Federation freighter Arcos

which has assumed an emergency orbit around Turkana IV...

birthplace of our late comrade, Tasha Yar.

We will be entering the Turkana system in 11 minutes, Captain.

PICARD: Engine status?

Stable, but we have maintained warp factor nine for longer than is recommended, sir.

Subspace message from the Arcos.

Their transmitter is failing.

Audio only. Let's hear it.

Enterprise, this is Tan Tsu,

Arcos engineer. Estimate five minutes

'til warp drive containment breach.

( explosion )

Make that three minutes.

Thanks for trying, Enterprise.

Ensign, warp factor 9.3.

How much time?

Seven minutes, 15 seconds will put us within transporter range, Captain.

9.6.

PICARD: Mr. O'Brien, prepare to lock onto the two crewmen. Aye, Captain.

DATA: We are now entering the Turkana system, sir.

Slow to impulse.

Visual contact, sir.

Get them out of there, O'Brien.

Status, O'Brien?

There's nothing to lock onto, Commander.

I am reading an ion trail characteristic of a freighter escape pod.

Unable to establish contact.

It could have been damaged by the explosion.

They may have been able to maintain orbit.

Let's hope they stay clear of the colony.

That is exactly where the ion trail is leading, Commander.

Hail the colony.

I've been trying to, Captain. No response.

They haven't been able to maintain reliable communications since their government fell apart.

The last Federation vessel to make contact was the Potemkin six years ago.

They were warned that anyone transporting down to the colony would be killed.

Number One... ready an away team.

Space, the final frontier.

These are the voyages of the starship Enterprise.

Its continuing mission--

to explore strange new worlds,

to seek out new life and new civilizations,

to boldly go where no one has gone before.

Captain's Log, supplemental.

We are in orbit above Turkana IV, an earth colony

that severed relations with the Federation

nearly 15 years ago.

I'm concerned about sending an away team,

but if we are to discover the fate

of the two missing Federation crewmen,

I see no alternative.

The surface settlement appears to be all but destroyed.

Sensors show that the colonists now live in structures that extend nearly three kilometers beneath the city.

RIKER: Have you located the escape pod's landing point, Chief? Yes, sir.

300 meters beyond the colony perimeter.

Sir, we can anticipate a violent response to our presence.

Perhaps the doctor should wait here until we signal.

I appreciate your concern. I think it's exaggerated.

Doctor, the colony is completely lawless.

Lieutenant Yar spoke of rape gangs and--

Mr. Worf, I can handle myself.

She's coming. The Arcos crewmen may need immediate medical attention.

Set phasers on maximum stun.

Energize.

DATA: The dispersion trail continues in this direction.

The concentration gradient definitely increases along this vector.

The escape pod was apparently moved into the tunnels ahead of us.

WOMAN: Uh, excuse me.

RIKER: Hardly the response we expected.

MAN: Pardon me.

Maybe things have changed here.

( alarm sounding )

MAN: Over here. Freeze!

Identify yourselves!

We're from the Federation starship, Enterprise.

We've tracked two of our crewmen to this area.

Do you know anything about them?

Possibly.

What do you mean?

They found us.

Proximity detectors.

I've seen them used on Manu III.

Follow me!

The Alliance is holding your men hostage,

Commander Riker, not us.

You can expect a ransom demand.

The Alliance?

Our good friends. ( men chuckle )

Our "good friends" are going to be upset when they realize we took their last crate of Telluridian synthale.

Maybe I should take this to the authorities.

We are the authorities.

The Coalition-- our cadre-- runs this side of the city.

The Alliance controls the other side.

Take your choice.

Are you offering to help us?

In return for some consideration.

Phasers are in short supply down here.

A starship isn't going to miss a few.

That is no better than a ransom demand.

No matter what you give the Alliance, they'll eventually kill your crewmen anyway.

With our help, at least there's a chance you'll get your men back alive.

All I'm asking for is help in maintaining our defense.

We are trying to keep the peace.

Everything we've seen would indicate otherwise.

( chuckling ) A prank.

Our proximity implants prevent either side from doing any serious damage.

They warn us when an enemy is approaching.

WORF: Then why do you need more phasers?

The Alliance just discovered a large cache of weapons.

I'm just trying to make things even, to preserve the peace.

You keep using the word "peace."

We've heard a different version of life on Turkana IV.

Ancient history.

Where did you hear that?

A former crewman was born here.

Where is he now?

She was killed in the line of duty.

Well, that's as good a way to die as any.

As I said, ancient history.

This is now and your men are in trouble.

We'll return to the Enterprise and consider your proposal.

A gift for your captain.

Riker to Enterprise. Energize.

I want everything there is to know about the starship Enterprise.

According to Hayne, the Coalition and the Alliance raid each other for supplies, much of it non-essential.

Why? A battle exercise.

Their defenses apparently prevent deep strikes into each other's territory.

Minor skirmishes are all that's left.

"Coalition," "Alliance."

It all sounds so reasonable, but what you've described is the behavior of urban street thugs.

I certainly won't trade weapons for crewmen.

How do you suggest we deal with them?

We have to tell them something.

No promises, no denials.

For now, Hayne's Coalition is our only safe access to the colony.

We'll keep the door open. See where it leads us.

Captain... transmission coming in from Turkana IV.

On a secure channel.

On screen.

HAYNE: Hello, Enterprise.

Commander Riker, would you introduce me to your captain?

I'm Captain Jean-Luc Picard.

I have someone here you might like to meet.

This is Ishara. Ishara Yar.

Tasha was my sister.

HAYNE: There's an old saying, Captain.

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend."

I've decided it's in my best interest to help you get your crewmen back.

With nothing from us in return?

You could be forced into paying my adversary a ransom in weapons.

I'll do anything I can to avoid that possibility.

What do you propose?

Ishara will be our liaison.

I know Alliance territory.

I can help you with a rescue plan.

One moment.

Mute. Reactions?

I do not trust him.

RIKER: She could be a fake.

We told them a member of our crew was from the colony.

All Hayne had to do was to search through their database on Starfleet to find Tasha's name.

Counselor?

He's deceiving us, and he's clearly hoping to manipulate us.

As for the identity of the young woman,

I can't really tell.

Nevertheless, this is an option we cannot neglect.

We'll continue on other fronts as they present themselves.

For now, let's see what she has to say.

WORF: Open.

I have decided to accept your proposal.

Thank you.

Good luck.

DATA: Welcome to the Enterprise, Ishara.

I am Commander Data.

You're not human.

I am an android.

Built for fighting?

On what do you base that assumption?

A cybernetic device serving on a starship.

The Enterprise is not a ship of war.

It is a ship of exploration.

The first thing to do is to help you map the colony.

This is a general grid of the tunnel system.

I can fill in the specific details from memory.

My orders are to escort you to the observation lounge.

Please come with me.

Your sister never spoke of you.

That's not surprising.

It is surprising to me.

Tasha and I spent much time together.

We had a number of conversations.

Did she talk at all about the colony?

Only to say that she was lucky to have escaped.

It wasn't luck. It was cowardice.

"Cowardice" is a term I have never heard applied to Tasha.

Is something wrong?

No.

It is just that, for a moment, the expression on your face reminded me of her.

It's been 15 years.

I don't even remember what she looked like.

You don't believe I'm Tasha's sister.

We have considered the possibility.

I'm not surprised.

You can sample my DNA, if you'd like.

Yes, I will.

PICARD: Please, sit down.

Thank you.

Perhaps it would help if you gave us some idea of what we're dealing with on Turkana IV.

The last information describes a colony in almost complete disarray.

It started falling apart almost 30 years ago.

There were dozens of factions.

They fought until the city above ground was in ruins.

The Coalition and the Alliance are all that's left?

We were the two strongest factions.

When the government couldn't stop the violence, they gave us police powers.

The proximity detectors were originally designed by the government to keep us under control.

Apparently, that part of the plan didn't work very well.

No. After a few months... we didn't need the government anymore.

Tasha left you in the middle of all that?

She didn't abandon me, if that's what you mean.

Tasha asked me to go with her, but I had already joined the Coalition.

They were my family.

Captain, we don't have a lot of time.

Maybe we should get started.

WORF: Incoming transmission from the colony, Captain.

On screen.

TAN TSU: Enterprise...

I'm being held by Turkana IV Alliance.

I've been instructed to say that you have 20 hours to make reparations for Federation intrusions into this colony... or my pilot and I... will be killed.

Ask them if we can at least send some medical--

( static )

Take that threat seriously, Captain.

They'll torture them and then they'll kill them.

My cadre has never recovered a hostage alive from the Alliance.

Your crewmen could be held in any number of places.

The Alliance has two main headquarters and 13 ancillary bases of operation.

All underground, all heavily guarded.

LA FORGE: Captain, if I could get to the myographic scanner...

What's that? A sensing device from the escape pod.

It monitors the bioelectric signatures of the crew in the event they get separated from the pod.

I could install a booster on the device that would relay its signals to the Enterprise.

Then we could track the men from up here.

Unfortunately, we don't know where the escape pod is.

Level 3-C, section 547.

We have our sources.

Access tunnels are here and here.

We could transfer the away team right into this intersection.

Don't underestimate them, Commander.

They'll be ready for that.

I've seen them use this kind of strategy before.

I know it looks isolated and easily accessible, but my guess is they have hundreds on the levels above and below just waiting for you to make your move.

We will need a diversion.

Transport a couple of photon grenades into the adjoining chamber.

At minimum intensity, it wouldn't kill anybody but it would shake them up a bit.

That won't give us enough time.

We need to occupy them long enough for you to install the relay.

Transport me into this corridor.

My magnetic implant will set off the defense alarms.

They'll think it's a raid by the Coalition.

Too dangerous.

We've seen what those tunnels look like.

You could be easily cut off from the rest of us.

Worf...

Commander Riker, I was ordered to assist you in any way possible.

That doesn't mean "as long as it's safe or convenient." if you had the time, we could come up with another plan but you don't.

Right now, I'm your best option.

She would have to be armed, sir.

I'd like to discuss this with the captain.

Take Ishara down to see Dr. Crusher.

You have Tasha's DNA on file?

CRUSHER: The ship's computer does.

There's always some differentiation between sonomic chromosomes but not enough to affect results.

It should take me a few hours to run the sonomic comparison.

That wasn't too bad.

So all that's left of my sister is a file in a computer.

Tasha exists in our memories as well.

How did she die?

Lieutenant Yar was killed on Vagra II by a malevolent entity.

In battle.

No, she was killed as a demonstration of the creature's power.

Without provocation.

That's not how I intend to die.

The captain approves.

You're with us.

Enterprise, we're in position.

PICARD: Mr. O'Brien, energize.

Aye, Captain.

( alarm sounding )

They're in level two.

Tunnel 16.

Come on.

Yosh, you're with us.

Spread out.

( groaning )

Go check five.

Yes, sir.

Check out three!

( patrols calling to each other )

( proximity alarm beeping )

Somebody's here. Watch your back.

I'm right behind you.

I thought it was in here.

This way. We have movement.

This way. Go, go, go.

Damn!

Geordi, what is taking so long?

There's a lot of damage here.

The myographic scanner is operational but the power source keeps fluctuating.

Can you fix it?

I can probably run a shunt from the converter.

How long will it take?

Ten minutes?

Do it.

O'Brien, lock onto Ishara. Get her out of here.

There's a transformer substation directly above the chamber she just entered.

It's masking her signal.

Stand by.

Stay here and cover La Forge.

Commander... That's an order.

Return to the ship as soon as you're finished.

I'll signal for transport as soon as I can.

( proximity alarm beeping )

( yells )

Get us out of here.

Energizing.

( door chimes )

Come.

How is she?

Couple of cracked ribs. She'll be all right.

Dr. Crusher just called me with the results of the DNA comparison.

Ishara is Tasha's sister.

After what she did for us down there that doesn't surprise me one bit.

You took some unnecessary personal risks, Number One.

We lost Tasha on an away team under my command.

The thought of the same thing happening to her sister...

That's an emotional response, Will.

We can't afford it.

Understood.

Commander.

Well done.

I've fused the bone tissue along both fractures.

The muscles around the area will be weak for a day or two but you shouldn't feel any pain.

Thank you, Doctor.

Ishara, I wanted to thank you personally for what you did for us down on the colony.

It was more than I expected.

I don't run away when things get tough, like some people.

Like my sister did.

Let me tell you about your sister.

The first time I saw Tasha Yar she was making her way through a Carnelian minefield to reach a wounded colonist.

Her ship had responded to their distress call, as had mine.

When it was all over

I requested that she be assigned to the Enterprise.

Her ship's captain owed me a favor.

In the months that followed she never once failed to put the safety of the crew before her own and she died doing the same.

I'm sorry you never knew the woman Tasha became.

I think you would have been proud of her.

And she of you.

DATA: What is this structure?

A main fusion source.

There's one next to each of the Alliance headquarters.

It powers all of their defensive systems.

This chamber is accessed from the level below.

Entry points are evenly spaced along this wall every 25 meters.

Data, where was Tasha's post?

Tactical Station-- where Lieutenant Worf is now.

Did Tasha have many friends here?

Yes.

She was especially close to Commander Riker and Lieutenant Worf and to myself.

Are you able to have friends?

Yes.

But you don't have feelings, do you?

Not as such.

However, even among humans friendship is sometimes less an emotional response and more a sense of familiarity.

So, you can become used to someone.

Exactly.

As I experience certain sensory input patterns my mental pathways become accustomed to them.

The input is eventually anticipated and even missed when absent.

Like my sister.

Yes. Like your sister.

They've been moved so far underground it's been difficult to pinpoint their signatures but the men are here next to one of the Alliance headquarters.

That's about two kilometers of solid granite above their heads.

So much for the transporters.

Not necessarily.

We could use the ship's phasers to cut a shaft through the bedrock to this storage tunnel here.

With a clear path through the rock we'd be able to transport down through the tunnel.

That'll put us close enough to get to the crewmen.

But I'll need two hours to refit the ship's phasers for drilling.

It's a real maze down there.

I spent a lot of time in that section before they took it over.

There are blind tunnels and dead ends that don't even show up on this map.

We do not have much choice.

If it wasn't for my implant setting off all the alarms

I could guide you to your men.

We could remove the implant.

No, it has a micro-explosive inside that detonates on contact with air.

When you join a cadre, you join for life.

A small force field containing xenon or another inert gas could be placed over the incision site.

The explosive could possibly be disarmed at the same time it is removed.

This is something you're going to have to decide for yourself, Ishara.

Think about it while we're waiting for Geordi.

( buzz of conversation )

Our parents were killed in some cross fire just after I was born.

Some people took care of us for a few months, but then... one day we came home and they were gone.

So Tasha took care of me and when I was old enough, I joined the Coalition.

DATA: Tasha did not.

My sister hated the cadres.

She blamed them for our parents' death.

For everything.

No, she refused to join and she left as soon as she had the chance.

I always thought she was weak for doing that.

But... maybe I was wrong.

Maybe... maybe she made the right choice.

To work together for something besides killing.

To be close to someone without always having to protect your back.

Very appealing.

You're the perfect example.

I hardly even know you, Data, but already I completely trust you.

I... I even consider you a friend.

Thank you.

I would like to consider you my friend as well.

If I had known about this place 15 years ago things might have been different.

Maybe it's not too late.

Ishara is willing to have the implant removed, sir.

Good, inform Dr. Crusher.

She has also expressed a desire to leave the colony.

She hopes to apply to the academy and eventually join Starfleet.

Does she understand the magnitude of these decisions?

She claims to, Captain.

I get a sense of ambiguity from her.

Her loyalties are clearly divided, Captain.

Are you suggesting we should deny her an escape from this environment?

No, I'm just not sure she wants to escape.

It's the only way of life she's ever known.

Ultimately, it is her decision to make, not ours.

Mr. Data, proceed with the mission as planned.

Data?

Yes, Counselor?

You seem so strong in your support.

I'm curious.

We must free the crewmen.

She appears to be our best hope of doing so.

In addition...

I have become used to her.

Ishara.

Thank you, Data.

You are welcome.

Dr. Crusher is expecting you in Sick Bay.

It's all so different.

To what are you referring?

On the colony, nobody does anything for anyone else unless they have something to gain from it.

But I do have something to gain from it.

Your continued presence on the ship.

Is something wrong?

I have to tell Hayne and the others.

I owe it to them.

Guess I ought to get it over with.

If you desire privacy you may use the Observation Lounge.

That would probably make things a little easier.

Hmm.

Report.

It's working.

Captain's Log, Stardate 44225.3.

Dr. Crusher has successfully removed

Ishara's magnetic implant

enabling the young woman to guide our rescue attempt.

Without my intending it

she has virtually become an active member of the crew.

CRUSHER: Cardiovascular functions normal.

Metabolism, immunity, all other vital signs excellent.

How do you feel?

Better than I've ever felt.

Thanks for staying with me.

You might want to keep this.

It's been with you a long time.

( door opens, closes )

You keep it, Data.

So you won't forget me.

Have you reconsidered your decision to stay with us?

No.

Just in case something goes wrong down there.

I understand you wish to join Starfleet.

Someday... if I'm lucky.

On that day, it is we who will be lucky.

Picard to Riker. Is your away team ready?

Waiting for your signal, sir.

Status, Mr. La Forge.

Phasers in alignment and ready to fire.

How far must we penetrate to safely allow transport function?

1.6 kilometers.

Fire phasers. Aye, sir.

1.3 kilometers.

1.4...

1.5 kilometers.

1.6 kilometers.

Deep enough for transport, sir.

Cease fire.

Mr. O'Brien, energize.

This way.

Caution is indicated.

We're near the heart of the Alliance.

Security is minimal here.

They aren't expecting anybody this far in.

Ishara?

Follow me.

Are you certain?

No, I'm not.

I'm trying to remember.

I was here, but it was a long time ago.

There've been changes.

It's through here.

ISHARA: There.

Your men are behind that door.

( screams )

Hold out your hands.

( yells )

( alarm sounding )

Let's get moving!

Where is she?

Commander, look!

What the hell happened here?

She probably tried to draw their fire.

It triggered the alarm.

Worf, get these men back to the Enterprise.

Come on!

Data, you're with me.

DATA: Ishara?

What are you doing?

( slowly escalating hum )

The fusion generator is overloading.

You are attempting to disable the defense system.

For what reason?

We have rescued the crewmen.

I don't care about your crewmen.

We have 3,000 troops waiting at the perimeter.

When the defenses go down, they'll come in.

The Alliance will fall.

The Federation will be responsible for the resulting deaths.

I cannot allow that.

You don't have a choice.

That is not so.

I don't want to kill you, Data.

But I will.

We will both be destroyed by the explosion.

The Coalition's been all I've had for 15 years.

They've given me a life.

I don't mind dying for them.

But you won't have to if you just get out of here now.

Was this your intention from the beginning?

We never could have gotten this deep into Alliance territory without your help.

Our help was not deliberate.

You deceived us.

What's the difference? You got what you came for.

Why do you care about what we do?

Your friendship with me was part of the deception, was it not?

You misled me at each step and yet, I was completely unaware.

That doesn't matter now. None of it does.

Now, get out of here, Data, please!

Now!

My duty requires me to intercede.

Ishara!

( groans )

What was she doing?

Disabling the detection system so her forces could attack.

Set to kill.

Your strategy failed.

It was a calculated risk.

You gave us an opportunity we couldn't ignore.

Ishara, are you hurt?

No.

I want her returned immediately.

You're in no position to dictate to anybody.

She attacked two Federation officers.

You have no jurisdiction here.

Don't talk about legal rights.

Your jurisdiction is based entirely on the threat of violence.

You have your crewmen back. Isn't that enough?

RIKER: What do you know about...?

Commander Data, escort Ishara to the transporter room.

Thank you, Captain. I'm just trying to make...

Close the channel.

...to preserve the peac...

You're far more charitable than I would have been, Captain.

I understand your feelings, Number One.

I share them but perhaps the fault lies in ourselves.

We were so eager to accept her.

Each of us myself included, wanted to see something of Tasha in this woman.

We saw more than was there.

You haven't said one word to me.

What do you wish to talk about?

I did what I had to do.

I'm sorry if I hurt you in the process.

I am an android.

It is not possible for me to be injured in that fashion.

O'BRIEN: Whenever you're ready.

You know, Data, I wasn't always lying to you.

That time we spent talking... that was the closest thing to friendship I've ever had.

If that means anything to you.

Energize.

( door chimes )

Come in.

Data, what's on your mind?

Recent events have left me puzzled, sir.

It has been days since Ishara left and yet, my thoughts seem to dwell on her almost as if I were experiencing a feedback loop in my mnemonic network.

I know what you mean.

It is curious that I was so easily misled.

Make that "we."

Yes, sir.

Data, sit down.

Thank you, sir.

In all trust there is the possibility of betrayal.

I'm not sure you were prepared for that.

Were you prepared, sir?

I don't think anybody ever is.

Hmm.

Then it is better not to trust.

Without trust, there's no friendship, no closeness.

None of the emotional bonds that make us who we are.

And yet you put yourself at risk.

Every single time.

Perhaps I am fortunate, sir, to be spared the emotional consequences.

Perhaps.