you? What can you be afraid of? Captain, I am picking up an unusual electromagnetic signature from the Kolarun system. What sort of signature? Positronic. It's very faint, but I've isolated it to the third planet in the Kolarun system. What do we know about it? Uncharted. We'll have to get closer for a more detailed scan. Theories? Since positronic signatures have only been known to emanate from androids such as myself, it is logical to theorize there is an android on Kolarus III. Just what I was afraid of. Captain? Diverting to the Kolarus system takes us awfully close to the Romulan Neutral Zone. It's still well on our side. I think, uh... I think it's worth taking a look. Don't worry, Number One. We'll still have you to Betazed with plenty of time to spare. Thank you, sir. Where we will all honor the Betazoid tradition. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll be in the gym. Mr. Branson, lay in a course for the Kolarun system. Warp five. What do you think, Data? A long-lost relative? I'm reading six distinct positronic signatures spread out over a few kilometers on the planet's surface. What do we know about the population on Kolarus III? Isolated pockets of humanoids. It appears to be a prewarp civilization at an early stage of industrial development. Captain, I wouldn't recommend using the transporter. That ion storm doesn't look very neighborly. It could head in our direction without much warning. Understood. Data, Mr. Worf. You're with me. Captain, I don't have to remind you... I appreciate your concern, Number One. But, uh, I've been itching to try the Argo. I'll bet. Captain's prerogative. There's no foreseeable danger. And your wife would never forgive me if anything were to happen to you. You have the Bridge... Mr. Troi. I will always be puzzled by the human predilection for piloting vehicles at unsafe velocities. Over that rise, sir. Half a kilometer. The radiant electromagnetic field is interfering with my tricorder but we are within a few meters of the signal. Fan out. Let's search around. It appears to be a robotic arm. Very astute. Mr. Worf, bring it to the vehicle. This doesn't feel right. The final signature is approximately 100 meters to the north, sir. It's you. The resemblance is striking. - Fascinating. - Fascinating. To the vehicle. I think it's time to try some unsafe velocities. Why do you have a shiny head? This is not the appropriate time for a conversation. Why? Because the Captain has to concentrate on piloting the vehicle. Why? - Because... - Data! Sorry, sir. Have I said something wrong? Data. Valve transfer initiated. You know, all things considered, Data I think you have nicer eyes. Our eyes are identical, Doctor. So what have we got, Geordi? Well, I'd say he has the same internal mechanics as Data but not as much positronic development. The neural pathways aren't nearly as sophisticated. I'd say he's a prototype. Something Dr. Soong created prior to Data. Do you have a name, sir? I am... B-4. B-4. Dr. Soong's penchant for whimsical names seems to have no end. Can you tell us how you came to be on the planet where we found you? I do not know. Do you remember anything of your life before you were on the planet? No. Why does the tall man have a furry face? Number One, keep me informed and, uh, Geordi, reassemble him. Aye, sir. B-4, do you know who I am? You are me. No. My name is Data. I am your brother. Tea, Earl Grey, hot. Captain, you have an alpha priority communication from Starfleet Command. Acknowledged. Admiral Janeway, how good to see you again. Jean-Luc, how'd you like a trip to Romulus? With or without the rest of the fleet? A diplomatic mission. We've been invited, believe it or not. Seems there's been some kind of internal political shakeup. The new Praetor, someone called Shinzon has requested a Federation envoy. ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Хроники мутантов на английском - текст Ганг Хо на английском - текст Мой ласковый и нежный зверь на английском - текст Трон на английском - текст Беги без оглядки на английском |