recalibrated the EPS module.
- That's great, Ensign. Thank you.
Just like you said. Reset the power
tap and the module came on line.
You have a wonderful grasp
of engineering principles.
I'm learning so much
just being around you.
I'll tell you what. Help Farrell
check out the deuterium cartridges.
I'm bringing the warp core on line.
Anything you say.
You do not seem to appreciate
Ensign Tyler's enthusiasm.
Yeah, she's enthusiastic, alright.
About me.
- I do not understand.
- She's got a crush on me, Data.
You do not share her affection?
Exactly, and frankly, it's beginning
to get a little bit uncomfortable.
I believe I understand.
You are concerned about
unintentionally hurting her feelings.
Yeah, something like that.
It would appear that you require
a third party to intervene.
- I will speak to her.
- No, Data!
I'll take care of it myself. Thanks.
Geordi, when I first awoke from
my nightmare, there was a moment...
Bridge to Cmdr La Forge.
What's our status?
We're ready to bring the new core
on line, Captain.
Alright. Let's do it.
Initialising
deuterium-infusion sequence.
It's a thing of beauty. Isn't it?
Now let's see how fast she can run.
La Forge to bridge.
Warp power at your discretion.
Acknowledged.
Ensign Gates, set course
for Starbase 219, warp six.
Engage.
Bridge to Engineering.
Why isn't my ship moving?
I'm on it, Captain. There's a
warp-plasma conduit out of alignment.
But I think I've got it fixed now.
Ready, sir.
Very well. Ensign Gates.
- Mr La Forge?
- Stand by, Captain.
Captain, I am taking
the warp-coil engines off line.
La Forge to bridge. Sorry, sir.
We'll have to refigure
this plasma conduit.
It's gonna take
at least a couple of hours.
Enter.
- Hello, Data.
- Counsellor.
- What are you doing?
- I have been watching Spot sleep.
In 15 minutes, he has had
12 muscle spasms. He was dreaming.
I have often wondered
what Spot dreams about.
His twitching and rapid breathing
would seem to suggest anxiety.
But Spot has never seen
a mouse or any form of Rodentia.
He has never encountered an insect
or been chased by a canine.
I understand you've had
some interesting dreams recently.
Geordi was worried. He wanted me
to check how you were doing.
That was thoughtful of him.
I have debated whether
to initiate another dream sequence.
Because of the nightmares?
I have found them
to be quite unsettling.
Data, you shouldn't be afraid
of dark imagery in your dreams.
It's a natural expression
of your unconscious, if you have one.
I'm not sure how your positronic
brain works, but if it's like ours,
then a part of you is trying
to express itself through dreams.
You should allow yourself
to experience it.
As Sigmund Freud said,
dreams are the royal road
to the knowledge of the mind.
Thank you, Counsellor.
I will initiate a dream program now.
Let me know how it goes.
Goodnight, Data.
Goodnight, Counsellor.
Goodnight, Spot.
Computer, dim lights.
Delicious.
What cake are you eating?
It is a cellular peptide cake
with mint frosting.
- Would you like a bite?
- No, thank you.
Excuse me, Mr Worf.
- Aren't you going to answer that?
- Sir?
That damned ringing. Answer it.
Yes, sir.
Please identify yourselves.
I must ask...
Be quiet.
Please, don't hurt me, Data.
- I am sorry, Counsellor.
- No!
Don't. No. Data!
Data.
- What is wrong?
- We've been trying to wake you.
When you didn't show up,
I got worried.
My internal chronometer was supposed
to wake me 35 minutes ago.
You must have overslept.
That is not possible.
Something is wrong.
I can't find anything wrong
with your internal timebase.
Your primary systems are fine.
I will compare my logs
with the ship's chronometer.
Perhaps we have overlooked
something.
You know, there's a lot we don't
know about your dream program.
Maybe it was designed
to cause side effects.
For all we know, Dr Soong
might have intended you to oversleep.
- It's part of the