Captain_Mr.Data, you are hereby assigned
to Q for the remainder of his stay. You'll
escort him to Mr.LaForge in engineering.
Data_Aye, Sir.
Q_Can I have a starfleet uniform? What are
you looking at?
I was considering the possibility that you
are telling the truth that you are real human.
It's the ghastly truth, Mr.Data. I can now
stub my toe with the best of them.
An irony. It means you have achieved in disgrace
what I have always aspired to be.
Humans are such common place little creatures.
They roam the galaxy searching for something
they know not what.
The human race has an enduring desire for
knowledge and new opportunities to improve
itself.
There's what certainly room for improvement
what truly is, Data. They're a minor pieces
in the grand scheme not worth you envy.
Oh, I do not feel envy.
That's good.
I feel nothing at all. That is part of my
dilemma. I have the curiosity of humans.
But there are questions that I will never
been answered to. What it is like to laugh
or cry or to experience any human emotions?
Hmm. If you ask me, these human emotions
are not what they're cracked up to be.
Geordi_The moon hits its perigee in ten hours.
Now, we match its trajectory, increase emitter
coolant rate and apply continuous warp-equivalent
power nine to the tractor beam. We can push
for nearly seven hours and I think that just
might do it. But there's a problem.
The Enterprise will be dangerously close
to the atmosphere.
That's the problem.
This is incredible.
You see something, Q?
I think I just hurt my back. I'm feeling
pain. I don't like it. What's like the thing
to say? Ow?
Ow.
Ow! I can't straighten up.
Medical assistance to engineering.
I've never eaten before. What do I ask for?
The choice of meal is determined by individual
taste.
What do you like?
Although I do not require sustenance I occasionally
ingest semi-organic nutrient suspension,
in a silicon-based liquid.
Is it good?
It is more appropriate to say, it is good
for me as it lubricates my bio-functions.
That doesn't sound very appealing. What else
is there?
A wild variety. The replication can make
anything you desire.
How do I know what I desire?
I have observed that the selection of food
is often influenced by the mood of the personal
ordering.
I'm in a dreadful mood. Get me anything appropriate.
When Counselor Troi is unhappy, she usually
eats something chocolate.
Choco?
A chocolate sundae for example. Although
I do not speak from personal experience,
I have seen it have a profound psychological
impact.
I'll have ten chocolate sundaes.
Ten?
I have never seen anyone eat ten chocolate
sundaes.
I'm in a really bad mood. And since I've
never eaten before, I should be very hungry.
We will deposit you at the first starbase
and they'll deal with you.
I could be a valuable member of the team.
I'm human. I can learn.
He has provided important few radical guidance
for Geordi''s analysis of the Bre'el satellite,
Captain.
Troi_It seems you have an advocate, Q.
I am merely stating the fact, Counselor.
Picard thinks I can't it on his starship.
I can do anything his little trained minions
can do.
I do not perceive your skills are doubted,
Q. The captain is merely concerned with your
ability successfully to interact with his
little trained minions. Human interpersonal
relationships are more complex. Your experience
may not have a little yet prepared you.
I'm not interested in human lnterpersonal
relationship. I just want to prove to Picard
that I'm indispensable engineering.
To function aboard a starship, or in any
human activity you must learn to form relationships.
Oh, it's do hard.
And of more immediate importance is your
ability to work within groups.
I'm not good in groups.
It's difficult to work in a group when you're
omnipotent.
Doctor_He's going to be all right.
We're re-calibrating his language circuits
so he can't talk yet.
There are creatures in the universe who would
consider you the ultimate achievement an
android. No feelings, no emotions, no pain
and you get you covet those qualities of
humanity. Believe me you're missing nothing.
But if it means anything to you, you're a
better human than I.
Ah, but before I go, there's a debt I wish
to repay to my professor of the humanities.
Data, I have decided to give you something
very, very special.
If your intention is to make me human...
No, no, no, no, no. I would never curse you
by making you human. Think of it as a going-away
present.
Data, why are you laughing?
I do not know. But it was wonderful feeling.
