You put yourself in grave danger.
I am not happy.
Yes, sir. I take
complete responsibility. Data was...
I will deal with Mr Data later.
Meanwhile, I have to write this
into your permanent record.
- Yes, sir.
- Dismissed.
Geordi.
I'm very sorry
you didn't find your mother.
Thank you, sir.
You know, it's funny. When I was
down there, it was so real.
I felt like I had a chance
to say goodbye.So, tell me, why is it so important
that you find this man?
We had business dealings.
He owes me money.
If we had business dealings,
I can tell you I wouldn't disappear.
Maybe we can discuss
that possibility.
But first, I have to find him,
collect the money I'm owed.
I'll be closing in a few hours.
Perhaps we could
discuss this more privately.
If I don't find him,
I'm going to have to move on.
Are you sure
you haven't seen him?
Human, about two metres tall,
smooth-headed.
No. I don't remember
anyone like that.
- You're lying.
- And you're a Betazoid.
I thought so. Listen.
People that come in here,
they count on
a certain amount of anonymity.
And if I were to start
answering questions about them,
even to a very beautiful woman,
well, I wouldn't be
in business very long.
And being a businesswoman,
I'm sure you understand.
Great story. I'll remember it
next time I'm in a knife fight.
- Any luck?
- I think that one knows something.
He would not admit
to having seen the Captain,
but he said anyone who visited the
ruins would come here eventually.
- I suspect he knows more.
- Let's go.
Commander, I told...
I'm told you know
about the man we want.
The only reason I'm talking to you
is that I have a sister, too.
I explained that we are looking for
a man who impregnated your sister.
- You can see what this means to me.
- Family honour is important.
If someone had defiled my sister,
I would do or pay anything
- To find the one responsible.
- How much is "anything"?
As much as
five bars of gold-pressed latinum.
I think you've had too much to drink.
You'd better leave.
On your way, Yranac.
I'm sorry, but I think
he wants to stay. Sit down.
That's my sister. She's angry.
Vicious temper. I wouldn't cross her.
You say one word
and you're a dead man.
Perhaps there's an element of risk
that I did not appreciate.
And how much more latinum
will it take to offset this risk?
This isn't about latinum. As a man
with a sister, one with a temper,
I can sympathise,
but how did you come here?
- Do you have a ship in orbit?
- Yes.
Take me with you. Drop me anywhere.
Agreed. Now, talk.
The man you want was here several
weeks ago, questioning some aliens.
Who were these aliens?
I don't know. They looked dangerous.
They attacked him.
He incapacitated three of them
before they got him.
He was thrown against that wall,
and fell there.
I'm getting Starfleet fibre traces
and human-cell debris.
- Can you get a DNA reading?
- There's something strange.
The cell structures are distorted,
as if by a high-energy field.
- A weapon discharge?
- It could be.
I've got traces of microcrystalline
damage in the floor.
But I'm not familiar
with this pattern.
Who are you people?
- You didn't mention a weapon.
- I hadn't finished.
You'll like this.
The man got what was coming to him.
When they knocked him down, one
of them took out a weapon and fired.
He was vaporised.
He's telling the truth.
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 civilisations...
...to boldly go
where no one has gone before.
Acting Captain's log,
stardate 47135.2.
Dr Crusher has identified
Capt Picard's DNA.
There is no doubt now
that he is dead.
Come.
- How are you doing?
- I'm alright.
The crew's pretty shaken up.
I'm arranging a memorial.
I think you should deliver
the eulogy.
I think you'd be better at that.
Or Beverly. She knew him the longest.
I