- Picard:
- Sigma Indri, that's the star.
So, Data, how far? How far?
- Data:
- Our ship can get there very fast,
but still the trip will last and last.
We'll have two days till we arrive,
but can the Indrans there survive?
- Picard:
- LaForge, please give us factor nine.
- LaForge:
- But sir, the engines are offline!
- Picard:
- Offline! But why? I want to go!
Please make is so, please make it so!
- Riker:
- But sir, if Geordi says we can't,
we can't, we mustn't, and we shan't.
The danger here is far to great.
- Picard:
- But surely we must not be late!
- Troi:
- I'm sensing anger and great ire.
- Computer:
- Alert! Alert! The ship's on fire!
- Picard:
- The ship's on fire? How could this be?
Who lit the fire?
- Riker:
- Not me.
- Worf:
- Not me.
- Picard:
- Computer, how long till we die?
- Computer:
- Eight minutes left to say goodbye.
- Data:
- May I suggest a course to take?
We could, I think, quite safely make
extinguishers from tractor beams,
and stop the fire, or so it seems...
- Geordi:
- Hurray! Hurray! You've saved the day!
Again I say, hurray! Hurray!
- Picard:
- Mr. Data, thank you much.
You've saved our lives, our ship, and such.
- Troi:
- We still must save the Indran planet-
- Data:
- Which, by the way, is made of granite...
- Picard:
- Enough, you android. Please desist.
We understand-we get your gist.
But can we get our ship to go?
Please, make it so, please make it so.
- Geordi:
- There's sabotage among the wires,
and that's what started all the fires.
- Riker:
- We have a saboteur? Oh, no!
We need to go! We need to go!
- Troi:
- We must seek out the traitor spy,
and lock him up, and ask him why?
- Worf:
- Ask him why? How sentimental.
I say give him problems dental.
- Troi:
- Are any Romulan ships around?
Have scanners said that they've been found?
Or is it Borg or some new threat
that we haven't heard of yet?
I sense no malice in this crew.
Now what are we supposed to do?
- Crusher:
- Captain, please, the Indrans need us.
They cry out, Help us, clothe us, feed us!
I can't just sit and let them die!
A doctor must attempt-must try!
- Picard:
- Doctor, please, we'll get there soon.
- Crusher:
- They may be dead by Tuesday noon.
- *Commercial break, commercial break.
How long will these dumb ads take?*
- Worf:
- The saboteur is in the brig.
He's very strong and very big.
I had my phaser set on stun-
A zzzip! A zzzap! Another one!
He would not budge, he would not fall.
He would not stun, no, not at all!
He changed into a stranger form,
all soft and purple, round and warm.
- Picard:
- Did you see this, Mr. Worf?
Did you see this creature morph?
- Worf:
- I did and then I beat him fairly,
hit him on the jaw-quite squarely.
- Riker:
- My commendations, Klingon friend!
Our troubles now are at an end.
- Crusher:
- Now let's get our ship to fly,
and orbit yonder Indran sky!
- Picard:
- LaForge, please tell me we can go...?
- Geordi:
- Yes, sir, we can.
- Picard:
- Then make it so!
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