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ST:TNG - "Chain of Command" 4/4
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Subject: FROM THE ARCHIVES: story/tng/ChainOfCommand.zip (part 04/04)
Date: Thu Oct 28 04:30:19 1993
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We'll be entering Federation space
in sixteen minutes, twenty seconds,
Any sign of Tholian pursuers?
Plot a direct course for Starbase
Aye, sir. Course laid in.
The Enterprise zooms by at warp, both nacelles intact,
the left one still dark.
EXT. STARBASE 2-0-9
The Enterprise is docked at the Starbase, work crews
repairing the damaged port nacelle.
INT. READY ROOM
The chime rings.
The door opens and Bryan steps into the room.
I'll be leaving the ship soon, and
I... I wanted to apologize. I let
myself get carried away, caught up
in what I believe.
You needn't apologize for believing
what you do, Mr. Jennings. I have
seen many philosophies worse than
I could have killed everybody on
Indeed, and hopefully you've
profited from the experience. The
world is not made up of moral black
and whites, Mr. Jennings. A little
authoritarianism is sometimes...
Bryan stands silently for a moment. They stare at each
No, Captain. I think you're wrong.
Picard's jaw tightens.
Good-bye, Mr. Jennings.
Bryan turns and leaves. Long shot on Picard, deep in
INT. JENNINGS' QUARTERS
Susan is in a Starfleet uniform. Bryan is packed and
ready to leave.
I love you, Susan.
Susan stands silently, facing away from Bryan.
Dammit, Susan. Don't let it end
like this. I made a mistake. I
regret it. What else can I do?
Susan still doesn't acknowledge him.
She turns towards him.
What else can you do? Bryan, don't
you see? You're like a child,
seeing things in the shadows.
Captain Picard is no more a tyrant
than you're a liberator.
Bryan's anger boils over for just a second.
--is a good man. The kind of man I
used to think you were. He's
practical, Bryan, and he knows where
the real world starts. That's
something you need to learn.
Bryan looks around and sighs.
You're really going with them.
Yes. I am.
Bryan picks up a few bags and heads to the door. He
crosses the threshold and turns.
I love you, Susan.
The door closes between them.
I love you, too.
END OF ACT FIVE
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