











                STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION 
                              
                        "Time's Arrow" 
                          #40275-226 
                              
                           Story by 
                          Joe Menosky 
                              
                          Teleplay by 
                 Joe Menosky & Michael Piller 
                              
                          Directed by 
                          Les Landau 


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                         FINAL DRAFT

                       APRIL 6, 1992

        STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/06/92 - CAST 

                STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION 
                        "Time's Arrow" 

                             CAST                               
                              
                PICARD             SAMUEL CLEMENS
                RIKER              BELLBOY
                DATA               GAMBLER
                BEVERLY            SEAMAN
                TROI               AMERICAN INDIAN
                GEORDI             BEGGAR
                WORF               DOORMAN
                                   ROUGHNECK
                GUINAN             
                SCIENTIST          Non-Speaking
                                     A MAN
                Non-Speaking         A WOMAN
                  SUPERNUMERARIES    N.D. MAN (MISTER LANE)
                                     BUSINESSMAN
                                     SOCIETY PEOPLE
                                     ALIENS

          STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - 4/06/92 - SETS 

                STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION 
                        "Time's Arrow" 
                        
                             SETS 

            INTERIORS                  EXTERIORS
          
            USS ENTERPRISE             USS ENTERPRISE
              MAIN BRIDGE
              READY ROOM               DEVIDIA TWO
              ENGINEERING
              TEN FORWARD              24TH CENT. SAN FRANCISCO
              OBSERVATION LOUNGE
          
            HOTEL                      19TH CENT. SAN FRANCISCO/
              DATA'S ROOM                STREET
              POKER ROOM
                                       ALLEY
            24TH CENTURY SAN FRANCISCO
              UNDERGROUND CAVERN       HOTEL
          
            VICTORIAN HOME             VICTORIAN HOME
              BALLROOM

        STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - 4/06/92 - TEASER        1.

                STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION                  
                        "Time's Arrow"                             
                            TEASER                              

	FADE IN:

1    EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)

	in orbit of Earth.

					PICARD (V.O.)
			Captain's log, stardate 45959.1.
			The Enterprise has been recalled
			to sector zero zero one on a
			priority mission.

2    EXT. 24TH CENTURY SAN FRANCISCO - DAY - ESTABLISHING

					PICARD (V.O.)
				(continuing)
			All we've been told is that
			evidence has been discovered
			indicating the presence of
			extraterrestrials on Earth...
			five centuries ago.

3    INT. UNDERGROUND CAVERN

	PICARD and DATA move down a tunnel illuminated by
	mining lights... a SCIENTIST, male, late forties,
	leads the way...

					SCIENTIST
			Work crews were down here
			installing seismic regulators when
			they found some remarkable
			artifacts...

	He pulls back a tarp to reveal a collection of
	artifacts from the late 1800s... perhaps a broken pair
	of bifocals, a pocket watch, a pistol, a canteen,
	bullets and bullet case...

					PICARD
			And it's been determined that they
			date back to the late nineteenth
			century... ?

      STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/09/92 - TEASER      2.

3    CONTINUED:

					DATA
				(studying them)
			The biofocal vision aide is
			typical of the era... the weapon
			is a forty-five caliber single
			action cavalry pistol invented
			by Colt Firearms in 1873.

					SCIENTIST
				(nods)
			Look inside the watch.

	Data examines the watch and opens it... time has
	stopped long ago... the face is cracked and broken...
	there is an engraving: "To S.L.C., with love. 30
	November, 1889."

					PICARD
			What makes you think
			extraterrestrials are related to
			this discovery...

					SCIENTIST
			The crew was having a problem with
			the regulators... something in
			the cavern was interfering with
			the phase conditioners... it
			turned out to be the cavern
			itself... do you have a tricorder,
			Commander?

	Data takes out his tricorder and takes readings, reacts
	curiously...

					DATA
			The composition of the exposed
			rockface has been altered by
			exposure to triolic waves...

					SCIENTIST
			Which you're not going to find
			on Earth... in either the
			nineteenth or twenty-fourth
			century...

					PICARD
			Triolic waves?

      STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/09/92 - TEASER      3.

3    CONTINUED: (2)

					DATA
			The byproduct of an energy
			source employed by very few
			species because of its deleterious
			effects on living tissue...

					SCIENTIST
			We've confirmed that no one has
			been in or out of this cavern in
			centuries... so we're left with
			a five-hundred-year-old mystery.

					PICARD
			I'm curious, Doctor. There are
			far greater experts on Earth who
			could investigate your mystery.
			Why bring the Enterprise all the
			way home?

	The scientist gives them a quick, grim glance ...

					SCIENTIST
			As we continued our excavation,
			we found one other thing I haven't
			shown you yet...

	He leads them across the chamber...

					SCIENTIST
			We've tried to leave everything
			as we found it...

	He pulls back another tarp to reveal something we don't
	immediately see...

4    PICARD

	reacts, stunned.

5    DATA

	reacts, very curious.

        STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - 4/06/92 - TEASER        4.

6    THE SCIENTIST

	studies their reactions and as he looks back down we
	follow his gaze to see Data's head broken at the
	neck... dusty, old and dead...

                                             FADE OUT.

                         END OF TEASER                          

     STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/16/92 - ACT ONE     5.

                            ACT ONE                             

	FADE IN:

          (NOTE: Episode credits fall over opening scenes.)            

7    EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)

	Still in orbit of Earth...

					PICARD (V.O.)
			Captain's log, stardate 45960.2.
			We have transported the materials
			discovered in the cavern back to
			the ship for analysis. I wish I
			could be as dispassionate about
			the implications as my second
			officer...

8    INT. ENGINEERING (OPTICAL)

	Close on Data's head at a work station... it is open,
	circuitry exposed, Data examines it with a 24th-century
	microscopic device... Picard and RIKER look over his
	shoulder, waiting for some conclusion...

					DATA
			Interesting... there has been a
			twelve percent decomposition of
			the bitanium in the neural pathway
			links... it suggests the alloys
			are vulnerable to...

					RIKER
			Data...

					DATA
			Yessir... ?

					RIKER
			How can you look inside that...
			and analyze the decomposition...
			without... without...

	Riker struggles for the right word for a beat...

					DATA
			Emotion, sir?

					RIKER
			... without, I don't know...

     STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/13/92 - ACT ONE     5A.

8    CONTINUED:

					DATA
			I am simply trying to make an
			objective assessment.

					PICARD
			Is it... yours, Data?

     STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/07/92 - ACT ONE     6.

8    CONTINUED:

					DATA
			I am quite certain that it is,
			Captain.

					PICARD
			Could it be Lore?

					DATA
			My brother's positronic brain had
			a type L phase-discriminating
			amplifier... mine is type R.

					PICARD
				(re: the head)
			Type R?

					DATA
				(acknowledging)
			Yessir.

					PICARD
			Can you determine how long it has
			been in the cavern?

					DATA
				(glances at Riker)
			As I was going to say, the
			decomposition strongly indicates
			that life was terminated
			approximately five hundred years
			ago. That would be consistent
			with the other artifacts recovered.

					RIKER
			Your head is not an artifact.

					DATA
			In relative terms, perhaps not.
			Nevertheless, it seems clear that
			my life is to end in the late
			nineteenth century.

					RIKER
			Not if we can help it.

					DATA
				(curious)
			There is nothing anyone can do
			to prevent it, sir.
					(MORE)

       STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - 4/06/92 - ACT ONE       6A.

8    CONTINUED: (2)

					DATA (cont'd)
			At some future date, I will be
			transported back to nineteenth
			century Earth... where I will die.
			It has occurred. It will occur.

	The ease with which he speaks it is unnerving.
	GEORDI, who has been working in another part of
	engineering, moves to them...

					GEORDI
			I can't tell you exactly who the
			aliens were... but I have found
			out a few things...

	He sits at a computer station... calls up something
	on the monitor...

					GEORDI
			The triolicized rock face tells
			us we're probably dealing with
			a species with microcentrum cell
			membranes. Triolic waves
			wouldn't harm them. Also might
			mean they're shape shifters of
			some kind...

        STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - 4/06/92 - ACT ONE        7.

8    CONTINUED: (3)

					RIKER
			So they could have appeared as
			Humans on Earth...

					GEORDI
				(nods)
			I don't think it's anyone we've
			run into before... nothing we
			found matches up with any known
			lifeform...

	He switches programs...

					GEORDI
			What does match up... is a
			cellular fossil that might have
			just come along for the ride...

					PICARD
			Cellular fossil... ?

9    ANGLE (OPTICAL)

	He calls up a blow-up of a one cell fossil...

					GEORDI
			A microscopic ciliated
			lifeform... not that different
			from a thousand other single cell
			lifeforms that you'd find on any
			planet surface... except this
			particular one is
			L-B-one-zero-four-four-five...
			and L-B-one-zero-four-four-five
			is only known to exist on one
			planet... Devidia Two in the
			Marrab sector...

					PICARD
			Number One, lay in a course...

					RIKER
			Aye, sir...

	He EXITS... there's a moment when Picard exchanges a
	glance with Data, like there's something he might like
	to say, but then he follows Riker out... on Data's
	expression...

        STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - 4/06/92 - ACT ONE        8.

10   EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)

	Going to warp.

11   INT. TEN FORWARD (OPTICAL)

	Data and Geordi sit at the bar... a beat in silence...
	Geordi is obviously shaken by the events, is
	depressed...

					GEORDI
			So?

	Data cocks his head.

					DATA
			I have no reference point by which
			your question can be answered.

					GEORDI
			So... do you feel like talking
			about it?

					DATA
			Are you referring to the
			foreknowledge of my death?

					GEORDI
			Yeah.

					DATA
			I have no particular desire to
			discuss the matter.
				(beat)
			Do you feel like talking about
			it?

					GEORDI
			Yeah.

					DATA
			Why?

					GEORDI
			Data... it's gotta bother you
			a little...

					DATA
			On the contrary, I find it
			rather... comforting.

        STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - 4/06/92 - ACT ONE        9.

11   CONTINUED:

					GEORDI
				(surprised)
			Comforting...

					DATA
			I have often wondered about my
			own mortality as I have seen
			others age around me... Until now,
			it has been theoretically possible
			that I would live an unlimited
			period of time. And although
			some might find this attractive,
			to me it only reinforces the fact
			that I am... artificial.

					GEORDI
			I never realized... how tough all
			this must be for you...

					DATA
			"Tough"?

					GEORDI
			Knowing that you would outlive
			all your friends.

					DATA
				(blind to sentiment)
			I expected to make new friends.

					GEORDI
			True.

					DATA
			And then outlive them as well.

	A poignant beat. Geordi nods, beginning to understand.

					GEORDI
			Now that you know you might not...

					DATA
			... it provides a sense of
			completion to my future. In a
			way, I am not so different from
			anyone else. I can now look
			forward to death.

					GEORDI
			I never thought of it that way.

					DATA
			One might even conclude that it
			brings me one step closer to being
			Human. I am mortal.

     STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/20/92 - ACT ONE     10.

11   CONTINUED: (2)

					PICARD'S COM VOICE
			Picard to bridge officers...
			we're approaching the Devidia
			system... report to your
			stations...

	Data rises to leave...

					GEORDI
			See you later... let's get
			together for a game of chess or
			something, okay?

	Data cocks his head, acknowledges, EXITS. Geordi looks
	down at his drink, shakes his head and grins...

					GUINAN (o.c.)
			Looked like quite an intense
			discussion.

	He looks up

12   ANGLE

	to see GUINAN arriving...

					GEORDI
			Yeah... talking about life, death,
			the future...

					GUINAN
			Somebody getting married?

					GEORDI
			Naw. Somebody's gonna die.

					GUINAN
			Die?

					GEORDI
			They found Data's head a mile
			below San Francisco... been down
			there for five centuries...

	A solemn expression passes across her face... she's
	disconcerted by the announcement...

					GUINAN
			That's why the Enterprise was sent
			back to Earth... I didn't
			realize...

     STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/20/92 - ACT ONE     11.

12   CONTINUED:

					GEORDI
			Yeah, something, isn't it?

	She looks at him with a unusually concerned
	expression... she knew this was coming... she's been
	waiting for it...

					GEORDI
				(continuing)
			He seems fine about it... better
			than I am...
				(stands)
			I better get to engineering...

	She acknowledges... and he EXITS... and stay on her
	for a long beat... and push into her as she says to
	herself...

					GUINAN
			Full circle.

	And we may not know what it means yet... but the way
	she says it... with fatalist tones... we realize she
	has knowledge about this that she has not shared with
	Geordi...

12A  INT. CORRIDOR

	Riker is at a turbolift as Troi arrives... an
	acknowledgment and then...

					TROI
			I heard about Data.

					RIKER
			Yeah.

					TROI
			It's having an unusually traumatic
			effect on everyone.

					RIKER
			Yeah.

					TROI
			If you don't want to talk about
			it, it's okay.

					RIKER
			I'm fine. I'm just...

    STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/20/92 - ACT ONE    11A.

12A  CONTINUED:

					TROI
			...angry.

					RIKER
			No not angry.
				(beat, realizing she's
				 right)
			Yeah, angry. Why should I be
			angry?

					TROI
			Maybe it reminds us all of our
			own mortality.

					RIKER
			I just don't want to believe it.

					TROI
				(beat)
			Have you ever heard Data define
			friendship?

					RIKER
			No...

					TROI
			How did he put it... something
			like...
				(Data impression)
			"As I experience certain sensory
			input patterns my mental pathways
			become accustomed to them. The
			inputs eventually are anticipated
			and even 'missed' when absent."

	She even cocks her head.

					RIKER
				(smiles)
			You do that very well. So what's
			the point?

					TROI
			He's "used" to us... and we're
			"used" to him... it's like finding
			out someone you love has a terminal
			illness and...

	The turbolift door opens, revealing Data inside... she
	stops in mid-conversation... uneasy tension...

    STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/20/92 - ACT ONE    11B.

12A  CONTINUED: (2)

					RIKER
				(quickly)
			Data...

					DATA
				(nodding)
			Counselor. Commander.

	Riker and Troi step inside...

12B  INT. TURBOLIFT - CONTINUOUS ACTION

	All three are facing forward. There is an
	uncomfortable beat of silence.

					DATA
			Would either of you mind if I made
			a personal inquiry?

	The door closes and it begins to move up.

					TROI
			Personal inquiry? No, go right
			ahead.

					DATA
			I am perceiving an apparent change
			in the way that others act toward
			me. For example, people abruptly
			end their conversations when I
			appear... as you did when the
			turbolift doors opened. Is this
			an accurate observation?

                   RIKER                       TROI
         Not at all.                 Yes.

					RIKER
				(beat, sighs)
			Yes.

					TROI
			You're right, Data. And it's not
			a very nice thing to do.

					RIKER
				(struggling)
			It's just that our mental pathways
			have... become accustomed to your...
			sensory input patterns...

	The door opens at the bridge...

    STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/20/92 - ACT ONE    11C.

12B  CONTINUED:

					DATA
			I understand. I am fond of you
			too, Commander.

	Data EXITS... Troi and Riker take a beat and then EXIT
	too...

13   EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)

	Coming out of warp approaching a planet.

14   INT. MAIN BRIDGE

	Data, WORF, Riker. Picard ENTERS from the ready room.

					RIKER
			We're in orbit.

					PICARD
			Any sign of life?

					WORF
			Negative.

     STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/07/92 - ACT ONE     12.

14   CONTINUED:

					DATA
			Sir, sensors are picking up
			unusual temporal disturbances on
			a small area of the planet's
			surface... forty-two degrees,
			seven minutes north by eighty-eight
			degrees declination east.

					RIKER
				(exchanges a glance with
				 Picard)
			Temporal disturbances...

					PICARD
			Take us into a standard orbit
			above those coordinates...

					DATA
			Spectral analysis shows a high
			level of triolic waves emanating
			from the same location.

					RIKER
			Do they correlate with your
			readings from Earth, Data?

					DATA
			Affirmative, sir... the magnetic
			signature is identical to the one
			found in the cavern.

					PICARD
			Would these triolic waves be
			dangerous to humanoids?

					DATA
			Only with longterm exposure.
			There is no immediate threat.

					PICARD
				(to Riker)
			Take an away team.

					RIKER
			Worf...

	Data rises to join the team... but Riker pointedly
	leaves him out... continuing...

       STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - 4/06/92 - ACT ONE       12A.

14   CONTINUED: (2)

					RIKER
				(to com)
			Riker to La Forge. Meet the away
			team in transporter room three...

					GEORDI'S COM VOICE
			Aye, sir...

	He starts to exit... Data reacts...

					DATA
			Commander...

					PICARD
				(interrupting)
			Mister Data, I'll need you on the
			bridge to monitor the sensor
			readings during this
			investigation...

	Picard nods to Riker who EXITS with Troi and Worf.

     STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/07/92 - ACT ONE     13.

14   CONTINUED: (3)

					DATA
			Captain, may I speak to you alone?

	Picard would like to avoid this... but there is no way,
	so he nods and leads Data into...

15   INT. READY ROOM - CONTINUOUS

					DATA
			Sir, it is established procedure
			that the second officer
			accompanies the away...

					PICARD
			Yes, yes I am aware of that...

					DATA
			Then I must assume that this
			decision is related to the
			discovery on Earth of...

					PICARD
			I see no reason why we shouldn't
			take reasonable precautions...

					DATA
			Captain, no disrespect intended,
			but there is no rational
			justification for such a course...

					PICARD
			Then, I shall be irrational.

					DATA
			It is possible, sir, that the
			events leading to my death may
			not begin for years... even
			centuries.

					PICARD
			I hope that's true, Data.
			Nevertheless, this investigation
			began with your death... I am
			simply trying to see that it
			doesn't end the same way.

					DATA
				(beat)
			While I appreciate your concern,
			sir, if I may employ an
			aphorism, one cannot cheat fate.

     STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/07/92 - ACT ONE     14.

15   CONTINUED:

					PICARD
			Cheat fate... ? Perhaps we can't,
			Mister Data. But, to be honest,
			I don't think I could forgive
			myself... if we didn't at least
			give it a try.

	On Data's reaction...

16   EXT. PLANET SURFACE - NIGHT

	Ominous. Riker, Troi, Worf and Geordi MATERIALIZE...
	move around, investigating with tricorders... a natural
	rockface environment...

	Troi is getting some unusual feelings now, she can't
	put her finger on it yet... Geordi moves along an
	invisible perimeter, taking readings...

					GEORDI
			The concentration of triolic waves
			falls off about here...
				(walking into the
				 rockface))
			It increases exponentially the
			closer in we go...

					RIKER
			What's the source? Is there
			something underground?

					GEORDI
			Negative, Commander.

					RIKER
			Then what's the explanation?

					GEORDI
			Don't have one yet.
				(hits combadge)
			LaForge to Enterprise.

					DATA'S COM VOICE
			Go ahead.

                                            INTERCUT:

17   INT. MAIN BRIDGE

	Data at the aft science station. Picard at command.

     STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/07/92 - ACT ONE     15.

17   CONTINUED:

					GEORDI'S COM VOICE
			Run a spectral field correlation
			for me... see if these triolic
			readings are directly related to
			the temporal distortions...

					DATA
			Acknowledged.

	Data moves from one console to another... begins
	pressing a series of panels...

18   EXT. PLANET SURFACE

	Moving to find Troi... who is walking with an inner
	purpose...

					RIKER
				(concerned)
			Deanna...

					TROI
			There is life here... a child...
			an old woman... dozens more...
			dozens... hundreds... terrified...

					RIKER
			Terrified... ?

					TROI
			My God... they're Human.

	Off reactions...

                                             FADE OUT.

                        END OF ACT ONE                          

     STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/07/92 - ACT TWO     16.

                            ACT TWO                             

	FADE IN:

19   EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)

	Still in orbit.

20   INT. MAIN BRIDGE

	Picard reacts as...

					RIKER'S COM VOICE
			Troi's convinced they're human...
			they may be trapped somehow...
			we're not sure...

	Data moves from the aft station...

					DATA
			Captain, the results of my
			temporal analysis may be
			pertinent...

	Picard nods, go ahead.

					DATA
			It indicates a synchronic
			distortion in the areas emanating
			triolic waves...

                                              INTERCUTTING:

21   EXT. PLANET SURFACE - NIGHT

					GEORDI
			That explains a few things. How
			much, Data?

					DATA'S COM VOICE
			A positive displacement of point
			zero-zero-four percent.

					GEORDI
				(off Riker's look)
			Whatever or whoever's there...
			is out of phase with us... But
			we're only talking about a
			fraction of a second...

     STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/06/92 - ACT TWO     17.

21   CONTINUED:

					WORF
			A fraction of a second would make
			them invisible?

					GEORDI
			A millisecond, a year... it
			wouldn't make any difference...
			If what we're reading is accurate,
			we're occupying the same space...
			but in a different time...

					RIKER
			How do we compensate?

22   INT. MAIN BRIDGE (INTERCUT CONTINUING)

					DATA
			Commander, we might be able to
			manipulate the synchronic
			distortion...

					GEORDI
				(nodding)
			Maybe. If we created a contained
			subspace forcefield. But to get a
			point zero-zero-four variance,
			we'd need an incredibly sensitive
			phase discriminator, Data... I
			don't think we've got one that
			would come close...

					DATA
			Yes, we do. It is built into my
			positronic decompiler.

	Reactions all around.

					DATA
			It would be necessary for me to
			join the away team, Captain.

	Picard looks at him. A long beat. So much for cheating
	fate.

					PICARD
				(beat)
			Proceed.

	As Data EXITS... a last look by Picard and...

     STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/07/92 - ACT TWO     18.

23   EXT. PLANET SURFACT - NIGHT (OPTICAL)

	The away team reacts as Data MATERIALIZES... he is
	wearing a phaser, carrying a small generator and other
	tech gear in a carrying case...

					RIKER
				(grim)
			Mister Data...

					DATA
			Sir.

					GEORDI
			Let me give you a hand here,
			Data...

	Geordi quickly moves to assist him in preparing...
	turns on the generator... checks that it is functioning
	properly...

					DATA
				(to Riker)
			Once I have adjusted the
			forcefield, I will no longer be
			visible, Commander... however,
			I have taken steps to ensure that
			you will still be able to hear
			me. If you would assist me in
			a test of the com system...

	Data presses his combadge... Riker follows suit... and
	now as Data talks there is an echo over the com...

					DATA
				(continuing)
			My voice will be transmitted on
			a delay correlated to the phase
			adjustment... it should allow me
			to maintain verbal contact...

					RIKER
			Will we be able to talk to you?

					DATA
			Nossir, that will not be possible.

					GEORDI
			You're ready to go...

	He hands Data a hand control and the mobile generator
	(which should have a handle). Data turns it on with
	the hand control. There is an optical zap between the
	generator and the remote control...

       STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - 4/06/92 - ACT TWO       18A.

23   CONTINUED:

					GEORDI
			Subspace field is established...

	Data moves toward the slab... working the hand
	controls...

					DATA
			Adjusting for synchronic
			distortion... point zero-zero-one...

     STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/06/92 - ACT TWO     19.

23   CONTINUED: (2)

	And with each count he begins to fade... and so does
	the echo...

					DATA
			Point zero-zero-two... point
			zero-zero-three... point zero-zero
			four...

	And he's gone... his com voice is our only reference
	point...

					DATA'S COM VOICE
			I have made visual contact...
				(beat)
			There are lifeforms here...

24
thru	OMITTED
25

26   PICARD

	on the bridge... listens...

					DATA'S COM VOICE
			They are either unaware of me or
			choosing to ignore me... I am
			moving approximately ten meters
			north of my starting position
			to observe more closely...

27
thru	OMITTED
28

29   RESUME AWAY TEAM (VARIOUS)

	listening...

					DATA'S COM VOICE
			They range from two to three
			meters in height... silver-gray
			in color... they have four
			limbs... no eyes or ears
			are noticeable...
					(MORE)

     STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/06/92 - ACT TWO     20.

29   CONTINUED:

					DATA'S COM VOICE (cont'd)
			... there is a single orifice where
			a humanoid forehead would
			ordinarily be. They are reclined
			against the rockface... surrounding
			an apparatus of some sort...
			approximately one-point-five meters
			in height...

					RIKER
				(to Geordi)
			An apparatus?

30   PICARD

	listens...

					DATA'S COM VOICE
			It is releasing what appear to
			be energy fragments... which
			are then ingested by the entities
			through their orifice... perhaps
			some sort of nourishment...

     STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/07/92 - ACT TWO     21.

31   THE AWAY TEAM

	As he describes his movements, the officer's eyes
	follow the invisible trail.

					DATA'S COM VOICE
			The upper portion of the
			apparatus seems to be a holding
			facility for the energy
			segments... there are hundreds,
			perhaps thousands of these
			fragments inside.
				(beat)
			I have resumed a northern
			direction... There is no evidence
			yet of Humans...

					GEORDI
				(to himself)
			Okay, enough, Data... come on
			back now...

32
thru	OMITTED
33

34   PICARD

					DATA'S COM VOICE
			I have encountered another
			lifeform... an ophidian...
			it seems to be restricted
			by a forcefield...

35   OMITTED

36   THE AWAY TEAM

					DATA'S COM VOICE
			Two of the silver-gray entities
			are approaching it... they have
			released the forcefield...

	Suddenly there is a sonic boom... reactions...

       STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - 4/06/92 - ACT TWO       22.

37   OMITTED

38   PICARD

	reacts to the sound... which is followed by a deafening
	swirling sound of a tornado...

					DATA'S COM VOICE
				(breaking up)
			...temporal... massive... the
			ophidian is capable of...

39   OMITTED

40   THE AWAY TEAM

	reacts...

					DATA'S COM VOICE
				(breaking up)
			...Caught... attempting to...

	His voice dissappears into the searing noise...

41
thru	OMITTED
43

44   ANOTHER ANGLE ON AWAY TEAM (OPTICAL)

	as they see a flash twenty meters away...

					TROI
			Data!

	All of them break simultaneously into a run... and when
	they get there, they look down to see...

       STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - 4/06/92 - ACT TWO       23.

45   ANGLE - THE GENERATOR AND HAND CONTROL

	are all that is left.

46   REACTIONS

					PICARD'S COM VOICE
			Commander Riker, report!

	The away team use their tricorders as they search in
	vain for any trace of Data...

					RIKER
				(beat)
			We've lost him.

46A  PICARD

	reacts. A long beat.

47   OMITTED

48   EXT. ALLEY - DAY - CLOSE ON DATA

	lying on the ground, trying to get his bearings. The
	first thing we notice is how quiet it is... Data looks
	around, slowly rises... the alley is nondescript...
	but there are old style garbage cans... a cobblestone
	street surface... brick wall buildings. Data (who
	still has his phaser on his belt) moves slowly toward
	the street... reacts as he sees...

49   OMITTED

50   WIDE

	a street scene out of San Francisco circa 1890s...

                                             FADE OUT.

                        END OF ACT TWO                          

    STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/07/92 - ACT THREE    24.

                           ACT THREE                            

	FADE IN:

51   EXT. SAN FRANCISCO STREET - CONTINUOUS

	Data continues to take in the 19th-century ambience.
	It's a cosmopolitan mixture of people and costumes.
	Two rough-looking DOCK WORKERS, three N.D. URBANITES, a
	pair of CHINESE IMMIGRANTS. He gets strong REACTIONS
	of curiosity re: his appearance.

	Data button-holes one of the roughnecks.

					DATA
			Pardon me. I am searching for
			two individuals with an ophidian.

	The two men give him a blank look.

					DATA
				(continuing)
			I beg your pardon -- a snake.

	The two roughnecks look at each other and laugh --
	Data's precise speech pattern strikes them as
	inordinately funny.

					ROUGHNECK
				(to partner; re: Data)
			Frenchman.

	The partner laughs and the two ruffians keep going.
	Data cocks his head in reaction, glances around some
	more, spots a section of NEWSPAPER with some crumpled
	trash along a wall. He bends and picks it up,
	straightening the page to read it.

52   CLOSE ON THE NEWSPAPER

	The paper is the SAN FRANCISCO REGISTER and the
	headline reads CHOLERA OUTBREAK -- HUNDREDS DIE. The
	date: AUGUST 13, 1893.

					BEGGAR (o.s.)
			Could you help out a Forty-Niner?

53   RESUME AND INCLUDE A BEGGAR

	in his sixties, unsteady on his feet, who has just
	stepped up to Data.

   STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/07/92 - ACT THREE   24A.

53   CONTINUED:

					BEGGAR
				(continuing)
			I fell down a shaft...

	He indicates a stiff leg.

					BEGGAR
				(continuing)
			And got blown up in a tunnel...

    STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/13/92 - ACT THREE    25.

53   CONTINUED: (2)

					DATA
			That is unfortunate.

					BEGGAR
			Most unfortunate. I require large
			quantites of whiskey as a
			linament.

	The man gives a dry cough and slumps for a moment
	against Data... he takes a deep ragged breath to
	collect himself.

					DATA
			I am sorry but I have no whiskey
			to give you.

					BEGGAR
			I'll take a dime.

					DATA
			I am sorry. But I have no form
			of legal tender.

	The beggar considers Data for a moment.

					BEGGER
			We're both in the same boat, eh?
				(beat)
			This is my corner. Go find your
			own.

	A beat. Data takes advantage of the moment.

					DATA
			I would be happy to do so.
			However, I am presently in need
			of information.

					BEGGAR
				(grudginly)
			The stockbrokers are cheap as hell
			-- don't even ask 'em. Best
			handout is a young man with his
			lady. You give him a chance to
			impress her by bein' generous.
			But stay clear of the sailors --
			likely as not, you'll get a fist
			across the jaw for your trouble.

					DATA
			Thank you for the advice, but I
			am trying to find two individuals
			with a snake.

   STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/13/92 - ACT THREE   25A.

53   CONTINUED: (3)

					BEGGAR
				(scowls, pointing)
			A snake? You're an odd fellow,
			aren't you? Best not be too
			particular about who you're
			requesting funds from --

	The Beggar starts to cough violently --

					DATA
			You require medical attention.
			I will find a doctor --

					BEGGAR
			No.
				(beat)
			It's too late for that...

	The Beggar struggles off after another passerby --

					BEGGAR
				(to passerby)
			Help a Forty-Niner...

    STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/07/92 - ACT THREE    26.

53   CONTINUED: (3)

	-- leaving Data alone.

	Data drops the newspaper where he found it, glances
	around the street...

54   ANGLE - HOTEL ENTRANCE

	A BELLBOY is loading a suitcase into a HORSEDRAWN
	CARRIAGE as the suitcase owner stands by. The man
	hands some coins to the Bellboy, then gets into the
	carriage. The Bellboy closes the door after him, and
	the carriage is driven off.

54A  INCLUDE DATA

	heading over toward him, as the Bellboy steps over to
	two MEN who are standing at a doorway nearby. The
	Bellboy hands the coins over to one of them.

					BELLBOY
			Put it on Gentleman Jim. K.O.
			in the fifth.

	The man nods. The Bellboy heads for the Hotel entrance
	-- Data is waiting for him.

					DATA
			I require temporary lodging.

	The Bellboy reacts to Data's clothes and appearance.

					BELLBOY
				(indicates Data's
				 clothes)
			Looks like the missus booted you
			out in the middle of the night.

	Data thinks for a moment -- the light goes on in his
	eyes.

					DATA
			I understand the source of your
			misperception.
				(indicating clothes)
			But this is not sleepware. And
			I have no... missus.

	The Bellboy is staring at him doubtfully.

    STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/13/92 - ACT THREE    27.

54A  CONTINUED:

	A beat -- Data grabs at a cover story.

					DATA
			I am a Frenchman.

	The Bellboy shrugs.

					BELLBOY
			Everybody's from somewhere. That
			doesn't matter at this hotel.
			It's six bits a day or four
			dollars a week.

					DATA
			I have no money.

					BELLBOY
			Now that matters...

					DATA
			I am capable of performing a
			significant range of tasks -- both
			mental and physical. Perhaps your
			hotel could offer me... a job.

					BELLBOY
			Well, I don't know. We got a maid
			we're pretty happy with. The
			cook's decent. The dishwasher's
			drunk all day but at least he
			shows up on time. And then
			there's me -- I do everything
			else.
				(shrugs)
			Sorry.

	Suddenly, an N.D. MAN steps out of the hotel behind
	them, putting his hat on, looking down in the dumps
	as he steps past them.

					BELLBOY
				(to man)
			Lady Luck not with ya, tonight,
			Mister Lane?

	The man shoots him a hard look, then sullenly continues
	offscreen. A beat until he's gone, and the Bellboy
	laughs to Data.

					BELLBOY
				(continuing)
			Hasn't filled a straight in five
			weeks.

   STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/13/92 - ACT THREE   27A.

54A  CONTINUED: (2)

	Data's head jerks to attention.

					DATA
			Poker?

	OFF Data's face...

    STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/07/92 - ACT THREE    28.

54B  INT. POKER ROOM - DAY - ON THE DOOR

	A KNOCK. No response. A beat and the door opens,
	revealing Data, who steps inside. He looks up, sees
	what he came for.

55   ON A POKER TABLE

	where the tension is palpable. No one has even glanced
	in Data's direction.

	Four MEN are at the poker table: A sophisticated NEW
	ORLEANS GAMBLER in Southern gentleman clothes,
	including a BLACK VEST. A burly, mean-looking SEAMAN
	in appropriate costume. An AMERICAN INDIAN wearing
	urban, nontribal clothing, including a BOWLER HAT. A
	slightly chubby, local BUSINESSMAN.

	The Gambler and the American Indian appear to be the
	big winners, with considerable piles of currency and
	silver dollars in front of each.

	They are at the end of a hand. Frustrated, the
	Businessman tosses down his cards, folding. The
	Gambler carefully puts his cards down as well.

					GAMBLER
			Fold.

	The Seaman is in a staring match with the American
	Indian, both still holding their hands. The Seaman
	studies his impassive opponent -- the American Indian
	is unreadable.

					SEAMAN
			Go to Blazes!

	He angrily tosses down his hand, folding. The American
	Indian silently collects the money in the pot, as the
	Gambler laughs.

					GAMBLER
			A poker face carved in marble.

	The Seaman puts a meaty hand on the Indian's downturned
	cards, intending to turn them over.

					SEAMAN
			What'd ya have?

	The Indian immediately lays his own hand on the cards
	-- stopping the Seaman from revealing them. There is a
	silent, tense beat of impending violence.

      STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - 4/06/92 - ACT THREE      28A.

55   CONTINUED:

					GAMBLER
				(to Seaman)
			Mind you, sir. It's a gentleman's
			prerogative to divulge a bluff.
				(re: Indian)
			Our friend wishes to remain
			cryptic. I believe it proper to
			respect that wish...

      STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - 4/06/92 - ACT THREE      29.

55   CONTINUED: (2)

	The Gambler is all smiles and conciliatory -- but
	there's a threat behind it that the physically more
	imposing seaman can't ignore.

					SEAMAN
				(taking his hand off
				 cards)
			The devil take you all...

	He crosses his arms together, steaming. The Gambler
	gathers all the cards together and begins to shuffle
	as the Seaman glances up in surprise at an unseen
	interloper.

					SEAMAN
				(continuing; toward
				 offscreen)
			What in hell do you want?

56   INCLUDE DATA

	standing nearby, having waited patiently for the hand
	to end.

					DATA
			I would like to join your game.

	Everyone gives him the once-over, a little taken aback
	by his appearance. The Indian alone is completely
	unruffled. He takes one look, and with a
	sophisticated, dry as dust delivery (NO cliche'd
	"Injun-speak") makes a joke off Data's skin tone.

					AMERICAN INDIAN
			Pale... face.

	The other players all laugh uproariously at the pun.
	The laughter dies down, the Seaman makes an unfriendly
	scowl toward Data.

					SEAMAN
				(re: Data's appearance)
			Don't like Easterners, personally.

	Data cocks his head, now more secure in his role as
	foreign visitor.

					DATA
				(confident)
			I am a Frenchman.

	The Gambler perks up at this, not quite believing it.

    STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/09/92 - ACT THREE    30.

56   CONTINUED:

					GAMBLER
			Ah. Mes parents sont originaires
			de Bourgogne. Je suis ne a la
			New Orleans.

	Data reacts to this unexpected response, taken
	momentarily for a loss. A beat.

					DATA
				(perfect accent)
			Alors nous sommes presque freres.
			Je suis heureux de vous connaitre.

	The Gambler laughs, surprised at the answer, then
	indicates an empty chair.

					GAMBLER
			Please, sir.

	Data sits down as the Gambler exchanges glances with
	his cohorts -- "we've got a live one here." The
	Gambler finishes up a shuffle, placing the deck in
	front of the android.

					GAMBLER
				(continuing)
			The game is poker. The deal is
			yours. The ante is four bits.

	Data confidently removes his COMMUNICATOR and places it
	in the center of the table.

	Everyone eyes the shining device.

					GAMBLER
			Family heirloom?

					DATA
			In a manner of speaking. It is
			a crystalline composite of
			silicon, beryllium...

	The Seaman picks it up and BITES INTO IT.

					DATA
				(continuing)
			Carbon-seventy, and --

					SEAMAN
				(surprised)
			Gold.

   STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/07/92 - ACT THREE   30A.

56   CONTINUED: (2)

					DATA
				(nodding)
			Gold.

	The Seaman puts it back down.

					GAMBLER
			I'll give you three bucks for it.

					DATA
			I accept.

	The Gambler takes the communicator and pushes a few
	of his winnings over to Data.

	Data cuts the deck, picks up the two halves and
	shuffles them with an expert hand.

	OFF the other players' reactions to the perfect snap of
	the cards...

    STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/13/92 - ACT THREE    31.

57   INT. DATA'S HOTEL ROOM

	A modest hotel room, with a single bed, a desk, and a
	window. The door UNLOCKS AND OPENS. The Bellboy
	ENTERS, holding out an arm as if to present the room --
	and Data STEPS INSIDE.

	The android is now wearing the American Indian's BOWLER
	HAT and the Gambler's BLACK VEST. He has obviously
	cleaned up big at the card game.

					BELLBOY
			Did you see the looks on their
			faces? I did everything I could
			not to laugh.

					DATA
			To whom are you referring?

					BELLBOY
				(what else)
			Frederick La Rouque and Joe
			Falling Hawk. Those two are card
			sharks. Oh sure, they play it
			easy at first so they don't scare
			off the marks, but give 'em enough
			time and they'll bleed a man dry
			-- especially an out-of-towner.

					DATA
			What was the source of your
			jocular reaction?

	The kid looks blank.

					DATA
				(continuing)
			What was it you found humorous?

					BELLBOY
			Don't you see? They had you
			pegged for a sap.
				(indicates Data's
				 appearance)
			Those clothes you got on, the way
			you talk -- it's like you were
			born yesterday. You sure had them
			fooled.

					DATA
			It was not my intention to
			deceive.

	The Bellboy looks at Data's innocent face. The Bellboy
	can't decide whether Data's telling the truth or not.

   STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/13/92 - ACT THREE   31A.

57   CONTINUED:

	The kid shrugs.

					BELLBOY
			Have it your way.
				(indicates the room)
			This is the place. Breakfast is
			from six to eight. Checkout's
			at noon when you're ready to
			leave.

					DATA
			Thank you.

	The Bellboy stands there waiting -- the classic tip
	situation, but Data doesn't get it. The Bellboy holds
	out his hand. Data shakes it.

					DATA
				(continuing)
			It has been a pleasure.

	Data lets go of his hand and steps toward the window
	to glance outside.

	The Bellboy CLEARS HIS THROAT. Data turns.

					DATA
				(continuing)
			It would be advisable to monitor
			that cough. I have read that
			there is currently an epidemic
			of cholera in San Francisco...

	The young man is impatient. Annoyed at having to go
	through this to get a tip.

					BELLBOY
			Never felt better.

	Data still doesn't get it. The Bellboy again sticks
	out his hand, palm raised. Data stares at it,
	considers the situation -- finally understands.

					DATA
			Of course. The gratuity.

	The bellboy gives him an impatient grin of
	acknowledgement. Data pulls out a big wad of CASH from
	his waistband -- the poker winnings -- and peels off
	a dollar bill, handing it to the Bellboy.

   STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/13/92 - ACT THREE   31B.

57   CONTINUED: (2)

					DATA
				(continuing)
			Thank you for your assistance.

	The Bellboy takes the bill, amazed.

					BELLBOY
			A dollar!

    STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/08/92 - ACT THREE    32.

57   CONTINUED: (2)

	A beat as the kid stares dumbstruck at Data.

					DATA
			You are welcome.

	The Bellboy steps into the doorway, then turns back to
	Data.

					BELLBOY
			If there's anything you need --
			it can get lonely in San
			Francisco. You might want some
			company. I can introduce you to
			Lillian.

	Data considers this for a moment.

					DATA
			I have no need for companionship.
			However, I do require some...
			supplies.

	Data steps over to the desk and picks up a PEN, dipping
	it into an INKPOT and writing onto a piece of PAPER.

					BELLBOY
			Anything you need, I can get it
			for you wholesale... I can get
			it for you less than wholesale
			if you don't ask me where it came
			from...

	Data hands him the piece of paper. The Bellboy stares
	at it, a bit puzzled by what he sees.

					BELLBOY
			What do you need all this stuff
			for?

					DATA
			I am an inventor...

					BELLBOY
			No kidding... well this is gonna
			take a while. I'll hafta go clear
			cross town.
					(MORE)

   STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/07/92 - ACT THREE   32A.

57   CONTINUED: (3)

					BELLBOY (cont'd)
				(beat)
			And it's not gonna be cheap.

	Data takes a few more bills off his roll and hands them
	to the young man.

					DATA
			You may retain the surplus for
			yourself.

	A beat. The Bellboy didn't quite get it.

					BELLBOY
			Keep the change?

	Data recalls the phrase.

					DATA
			Exactly.

					BELLBOY
			Done.

	The Bellboy is out the door like a shot, slamming it
	behind him.

    STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/07/92 - ACT THREE    33.

57   CONTINUED: (5)

	Data goes to the desk and sits down. He takes the pen
	and another piece of paper and begins to sketch a
	complicated circuit diagram...

58   EXT. STREET - DAY

	The Bellboy is shooting along the street, clutching
	Data's list in hand, smiling with enthusiasm over the
	money and the assignment.

	FOLLOW him for half a block, as he approaches the alley
	we've seen before. He doesn't stop (or even hear) the
	muffled MOAN as he passes by...

					BEGGAR (o.s.)
				(barely audible)
			Help out a Forty-Niner...

	As the Bellboy continues on his way --

59   STAY ON THE BEGGAR

	propped up against some wooden boxes and other junk in
	the alley. He's in really bad shape, head rolling to
	the side, eyes half-closed, mumbling to himself,
	dying...

					BEGGAR
				(continuing)
			Fell down shaft... Forty-Niner...
			Help me... Help me out...

	A SHADOW falls over the old man, and even in his
	extreme state, he seems to feel the darkness intrude
	upon his heart... His eyes struggle open.

60   A COUPLE

	are standing in front of him. Both the man and woman
	are tall, handsome, elegantly dressed, aristocratic.
	But their faces are cold and expressionless -- like
	demons. The man holds a CANE with an elaborately
	carved SNAKE'S HEAD. The woman carries a VALISE,
	almost like a doctor's bag. They stare at the beggar,
	as if waiting...

61   INCLUDE THE BEGGAR (OPTICAL)

	as his face fills with horror at the apparition.

      STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - 4/06/92 - ACT THREE      34.

61   CONTINUED:

					BEGGAR
			No...

	He tries to struggle off his back, but there's no
	strength left in his body.

					BEGGAR
			No...

	He collapses, eyes closing for the last time...

	The couple watch impassively. Then the woman raises
	the Valise, aiming it at the dying man.

	The Valise GLOWS with a weird lighting effect, and
	extends a FIELD out toward the man's body, enveloping
	him for a moment, then withdrawing back into the
	Valise, which stops glowing.

	The couple turn and leave, clearing the screen.

	OFF the Forty-Niner, now cold and dead...

                                             FADE OUT.

                       END OF ACT THREE                         

         STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/16/92 - ACT FOUR        35.

                           ACT FOUR                             

	FADE IN:

62   EXT. ENTERPRISE

	In orbit above the planet.

					PICARD (V.O.)
			Captain's log, supplemental.
			Close-range sensor analysis has
			yielded no further trace of
			Commander Data. Despite the
			emotional repercussions among my
			crew, I must move this mission
			forward.

63   INT. OBSERVATION LOUNGE

	Picard, Riker, Troi, Geordi, Worf, BEVERLY. Cutting
	into the middle of a rare argument between Riker and
	Picard.

					RIKER
			I'm not willing to accept that
			he's dead and leave it at that...

					PICARD
			Mister Data cannot be our
			priority...

					RIKER
			What's more important than Data?

	Troi understands best at the table what Picard is
	saying, says it with the compassion... understanding
	the pain the people at the table are feeling...

					TROI
			Look at what we have so far...
			evidence that these aliens have
			been travelling back in time to
			Earth...

					BEVERLY
			What if they're trying to
			undermine our history for some
			reason... ?

					WORF
			Some kind of guerilla war...

         STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/09/92 - ACT FOUR        36.

63   CONTINUED:

					PICARD
				(nods)
			We have to operate on the
			assumption that there is a
			threat... if not to us then to
			19th-century Earth. Our first
			order of business is to determine
			what that threat may be.
				(turns to Geordi)
			In order to do that, Mister La
			Forge, we must find a way to
			communicate with these
			life-forms...

					GEORDI
			It's not going to be easy to
			reproduce what Data did. We can
			create a contained subspace
			field... but we'd need an
			extraordinarily sensitive phase
			discriminator to get that point
			zero-zero-four variance.

					PICARD
			Can you build one?

					GEORDI
			It won't be as good as Data's...

					RIKER
			Will it be good enough?

					GEORDI
			I don't know. I can try... it's
			going to take a while...

					PICARD
			I don't want anyone else going
			in alone.

					GEORDI
			I should be able to create a
			subspace field large enough to
			encompass everyone. Adjusting
			the phase inside the field will
			be the hard part.

					PICARD
			Make it so.

         STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/07/92 - ACT FOUR        37.

63   CONTINUED: (2)

	He rises, signalling the end to the meeting.

					RIKER
			There's one thing we have to
			assume, Captain.

	Picard looks at Riker...

					RIKER
			That wherever he is, Data's doing
			the same thing we are... trying
			to get to the bottom of this...
			he may know a lot more about
			what's going on than we do. It
			might be in the best interests
			of this mission to find him...

					PICARD
			Perhaps in the course of our
			investigation we will. I hope
			so.

	As the others exit, Worf stands back with Riker for
	a beat...

					WORF
				(sotto, to Riker)
			If we do find Commander Data, it
			may be our fate to die with him...
			in the past. If our remains are
			in that cavern... they would have
			turned to dust long ago.

	He exchanges a look with Riker...

64   INT. TEN FORWARD (OPTICAL)

	After hours. The lighting is a little dimmer than
	normal. Two crewmembers at a far table are the only
	customers present.

	Guinan is behind the bar, working diligently over a
	dozen pieces of variously sized and shaped GLASSWARE,
	containing liquids or solid crystals of many hues.

	She's carefully pouring from a tiny vial into a LARGE
	GLASS, the tension and concentration evident on her
	face.

					PICARD (o.s.)
				(lightly)
			I'm afraid to interrupt.

         STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/06/92 - ACT FOUR        38.

65   INCLUDE PICARD (OPTICAL)

	stepping up to the bar as Guinan continues to pour
	without answering him until she's emptied the tiny
	vial. She relaxes and glances up.

					GUINAN
			Captain. You didn't have to come
			to me. I would've been happy to
			go to you.

					PICARD
				(re: glassware)
			And let me miss all this? I
			haven't seen such a complex
			operation since the Academy lab
			final in exochemistry.

					GUINAN
			It's a Tzartak aperitif. Very,
			very touchy.

	She picks up a small beaker and carefully pours.

					GUINAN
				(continuing)
			The trick is to change the
			evaporation point of the main
			ingredient. You want the
			temperature where the liquid goes
			to vapor to be half a degree below
			the body temperature of your
			customer.

	She adds a few tiny crystals to the glass.

					GUINAN
				(continuing)
			That way, the moment the liquid
			touches the tongue, it evaporates.
			The flavor is carried entirely
			by the vapor.

         STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/07/92 - ACT FOUR        39.

65   CONTINUED:

	She adds a few drops of liquid to the glass.

					GUINAN
				(continuing)
			But it's a highly delicate affair.
			A few molecules off and the vapor
			point crashes. Poof. It's gone.
			All of it.

	A long beat as Picard studies her.

					PICARD
			What did you want to see me about?

	A beat as Guinan studies her glassware.

					GUINAN
			I hear you're sending an away team
			down to the surface.

					PICARD
			Yes.

					GUINAN
			Are you going along?

	Picard reacts to the question.

					PICARD
			This is rather unusual... for you
			to be curious about an away
			mission...

	Guinan shrugs, starts slowly adding, drop by drop,
	another liquid to the glass.

					GUINAN
			Maybe it's an unusual away
			mission.

					PICARD
			Guinan, if you have something to
			tell me, I'm listening.

         STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/07/92 - ACT FOUR        40.

65   CONTINUED: (2)

	Guinan stops pouring. She stares straight at him, is
	more direct than we've ever seen her.

					GUINAN
			Starfleet captains usually don't
			accompany away teams...

					PICARD
				(agrees)
			That's general policy...

					GUINAN
			This time you have to...

					PICARD
			Why?

					GUINAN
			You just... do.

	He studies her a long beat... he needs more than that
	and she knows it.

					GUINAN
			You remember when we first met?

					PICARD
			Of course.

					GUINAN
			Don't be so sure.

					PICARD
			What do you mean?

					GUINAN
			I mean... if you don't go on this
			mission...

	She drops a single tiny crystal into the glass. A
	beat, then the liquid in the glass suddenly and
	furiously BOILS away in less than one second.

					GUINAN
			... we didn't.

	OFF Picard's reaction.

66   EXT. SAN FRANCISCO HOTEL - DAY - ESTABLISHING
	- STOCK

       STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - 4/06/92 - ACT FOUR 40A-41.          

67   INT. DATA'S HOTEL ROOM - DAY

	Data is at his desk, using a high-tech device he has
	built out of 19th-century materials. He is working
	on the exposed PHASER HOUSING. Data is now completely
	dressed in 19th-century clothing -- days have passed
	since we last saw him.

	SOUND: A heavy, low, muffled THUMP offscreen.

	Data glances up toward the door. A beat and he turns
	back to the work at hand.

	Another THUMP. This time closer. Data continues to
	work. Another beat, another THUMP.

	Data finally sets down the instrument and moves toward
	the door.

	The loudest THUMP yet, right outside. Data opens the
	door.

68   OMITTED

69   INCLUDE THE BELLBOY

	at the doorstep. Tucked in his back pocket is a
	rolled-up NEWSPAPER and at his feet is a HUGE ANVIL.
	The young man has obviously just moved it up the stairs
	to Data's room. He appears exhausted.

					BELLBOY
			Sorry it took so long, Mister
			Data.

					DATA
			An apology is not required.

	Data casually reaches down with one hand -- AND PICKS
	UP THE ANVIL as though it weighed an ounce. He starts
	toward the center of the room -- there's a noise of
	astonishment from the Bellboy.

	Data STOPS, knowing he's just made a huge mistake.
	The android quickly sets down the anvil, as if dropping
	it. He clutches his arm as though strained.

					BELLBOY
			You alright?

					DATA
			I appear to have overexerted
			myself...

         STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/09/92 - ACT FOUR        42.

69   CONTINUED:

					BELLBOY
			I'll say.

	A beat as the kid glances up at the light bouncing
	around the room. There's a glint of curiosity and
	lightness in his eyes that we've never seen before.

					BELLBOY
			You got it working.

	Data pulls out a dollar for tip money and hands it to
	the Bellboy, but the young man IGNORES it, continuing
	to stare fascinated at the light bouncing around the
	room.

					DATA
			Yes.

					BELLBOY
			Whatever it is.

					DATA
				(re: money)
			This is for your trouble.

	The Bellboy accepts it, but distractedly, as if more
	interested in what Data's created.

					BELLBOY
			What are you gonna do with the
			anvil?

					DATA
			I require a low intensity,
			magnetic field core. The
			iron mass of the anvil will
			provide that.

	The kid nods without comprehension.

					BELLBOY
			What's it gonna be when it's
			finished?

	Data cocks his head as he tries to form a reply...

					DATA
			What do you think it is... "gonna
			be"... ?

         STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/07/92 - ACT FOUR       42A.

69   CONTINUED: (2)

					BELLBOY
			If I were to guess... maybe a new
			kind of motor for one of those
			horseless carriages...

					DATA
			That is a good guess.

					BELLBOY
			No kiddin'. Damn. You really
			think there's money in those
			things?

					DATA
				(beat)
			Perhaps.

					BELLBOY
			Isn't that what makes America
			great?

					DATA
			To what are you referring?

					BELLBOY
			Man rides into town in his
			pajamas... wins a grub stake at
			a poker table and turns it into
			a horseless carriage and makes
			a million bucks. That's America.

					DATA
				(concerned at the
				 conclusion)
			Perhaps I have given you an
			erroneous impression...

					BELLBOY
			Some day my ship's gonna come
			in...

					DATA
			You have a ship?

					BELLBOY
			Oh sure... and it's fulla gold...
			I'm just biding my time til it
			gets here... raising a stake any
			way I can... I've been a newsie,
			cut fish at a cannery, I've even
			been an oyster pirate...

           STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - 4/06/92 - ACT FOUR           43.

69   CONTINUED: (3)

					DATA
			That is a considerable spectrum
			of occupations.

					BELLBOY
			Can't stay in one place too
			long... I'm always looking for
			the angle, you know... say, maybe
			you and I could go into business
			selling your horseless
			carriage... you invent 'em, I
			sell 'em... I can sell anybody
			anything, whattaya say?

					DATA
			I believe your plan is a bit
			premature.

					BELLBOY
			Keep it in mind though. Well,
			I better get back...

	He starts to leave and the young man suddenly remembers
	the newspaper in his back pocket.

					BELLBOY
			I forgot! I got you something
			at the bakery on Third.

	He sets the paper down on the desk by Data, unrolling
	it to reveal the pastry inside.

					DATA
			Thank you, Jack.

	Data starts to pick out some coins to pay him back, but
	the young man brushes it off.

					BELLBOY
			It's on me... partner.

	And EXITS. Data reaches over to make an adjustment on
	the phaser housing.

           STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - 4/06/92 - ACT FOUR           44.

69   CONTINUED: (4)

	The newsprint and pastry are slightly in his way, so he
	picks up the edges of the paper and starts to slide it
	aside -- WHEN SOMETHING CATCHES HIS EYE. DATA STOPS
	DEAD, STARING AT THE NEWSPAPER.

70   CLOSE ON THE PAPER

	A caption reads: "Literary Reception Announced." Above
	the words is the hostess' face. IT'S GUINAN. And it's
	unmistakable.

71   RESUME DATA

	as stunned as an android can be...

                                             FADE OUT.

                        END OF ACT FOUR                         

         STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/06/92 - ACT FIVE        45.

                           ACT FIVE                             

	FADE IN:

72   EXT. SAN FRANCISCO VICTORIAN HOME - DAY

	To establish.

73   INT. BALLROOM - DAY

	An elegant reception. About two dozen well-dressed
	19th-century society people are chatting in small
	groups. A single narrow TABLE holds drinks and
	canapes.

					CLEMENS (o.s.)
			The eminent scientist, Alfred
			Russell Wallace, has revived the
			theory that Earth is at the center
			of the stellar universe.

74   ON THE GENTLEMAN

	who from the white hair and suit, bushy eyebrows, large
	Cuban cigar, and soft Southern drawl is unmistakably
	SAMUEL CLEMENS, a.k.a. MARK TWAIN. There are a couple
	of people at the side, listening, but from this angle,
	we don't see to whom he is primarily directing his
	comments.

					CLEMENS
				(continuing))
			This distinguished natural
			philosopher has reaffirmed our
			planet as the only habitable globe
			in the Heavens. A world
			constructed, furthermore, for the
			sole benefit of man.
				(beat)
			He's gotten a lot of folks excited
			about the notion.

75   INCLUDE GUINAN

	dressed in 19th-century costume, but with a couple of
	exotic touches (as though she were royalty from a
	far-flung island).

           STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - 4/06/92 - ACT FIVE           46.

75   CONTINUED:

					GUINAN
			Mister Clemens, why do I suspect
			you're not one of them?

	Her comment generates easy SMILES from Clemens and the
	others. Clemens is witty, charming -- but deeply
	cynical.

					CLEMENS
				(lightly)
			Your suspicions, Madam Guinan,
			are undoubtedly based upon your
			keen observational skills. Now
			if you'll permit me, I'll continue
			my character assassination
			unimpeded.

	Everyone laughs.

					GUINAN
			Please do.

	Clemens takes a big puff on his cigar.

					CLEMENS
			According to our best geologic
			estimate, the earth is
			approximately one hundred million
			years of age. Perhaps it is less,
			perhaps more.

					GUINAN
			Perhaps a great deal more.

					CLEMENS
				(nodding)
			Indeed. But regardless, it is
			ancient in the extreme. Now,
			geology also tells us that Man
			himself has existed for but a
			microscopic fraction of those
			years.

	Clemens blows a big puff of cigar smoke into the air.

					CLEMENS
			Curious, isn't it, that the world
			got by for such a great long while
			with no Humans around to take up
			space?
					(MORE)

         STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/06/92 - ACT FIVE        47.

75   CONTINUED: (2)

					CLEMENS (cont'd)
			I suppose Mister Wallace and his
			supporters would say the world
			needed all that time to prepare
			everything for our illustrious
			arrival.

	Clemens reaches out and casually takes an OYSTER canape
	off the plate of a GENTLEMAN standing near. He appears
	to study it carefully...

					CLEMENS
				(re: the canape)
			The oyster alone probably required
			fifteen million years to come out
			just right...

	Everyone laughs as he pops the canape into his mouth.
	A beat and Guinan gives him a sly smile.

					GUINAN
			And if the Earth isn't alone...
			If there are millions of
			inhabited planets in the
			Heavens...

					CLEMENS
			Quite my point. Man becomes a
			trivial creation, does he not?
			Lost in the vastness of the cosmic
			prairie, adrift on the deep ocean
			of time. A single one among
			countless others.

	Clemens appears pleased with himself. Guinan casually
	shrugs.

					GUINAN
			Then again, someone might say a
			diamond is still a diamond -- even
			if it is one among millions. It
			still shines as brightly.

	Touchˇ. A beat as Clemens studies her for a moment,
	then smiles.

					CLEMENS
			Indeed, someone might say that,
			Dear Lady. If someone thought
			the Human race were akin to a
			precious jewel.

	Clemens puffs the cigar and lets out the smoke.

         STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/06/92 - ACT FIVE        48.

75   CONTINUED: (3)

					CLEMENS
				(continuing)
			But this increasingly hypothetical
			someone would not be me.

	Guinan smiles.

76   ON THE ENTRYWAY - FAR ACROSS THE ROOM

	where Data has just ENTERED, wearing the fine clothes
	of a 19th-century gentleman. He pauses, scanning the
	room.

					DOORMAN (o.s.)
			Good afternoon, sir.

	Include the DOORMAN, a large man appropriately dressed,
	holding a GUESTLIST. The man eyes Data, reacting
	momentarily to his skin color, but then taking it in
	stride.

	Data shoots his cuffs, as if confident in his new role.

					DATA
			Good afternoon. I would like to
			speak to Guinan.

					DOORMAN
				(re: guestlist)
			And you are... ?

	Data's confidence suddenly flags as he realizes there's
	a list.

					DATA
			Data.

	The man checks the list.

					DOORMAN
			Mister Data... Could it be under
			another name?

					DATA
			I do not know...

	The Doorman is hesitant about possibly offending a
	misplaced invitee.

         STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/06/92 - ACT FIVE        49.

76   CONTINUED:

					DOORMAN
			I... can't seem to find you on
			our guest list, sir.

					DATA
			I am a personal friend.

					DOORMAN
			Madam Guinan has discovered many
			personal friends since the
			newspaper announcement. But if
			you're not on the guest list,
			there's nothing I can do.

	Data will not be denied, begins to move inside...

					DATA
			It is urgent that I see her...

	The Doorman tries to block his way...

					DOORMAN
			-- Sir, if you don't leave this
			house immediately, I will send
			for the police.

					DATA
			That is an excellent idea. I will
			wait for them inside.

	Data STRIDES STRAIGHT into the party. The Doorman
	grabs onto him, but is dragged along like a rag doll by
	Data's android strength.

         STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/07/92 - ACT FIVE        50.

77   ON GUINAN AND COMPANY

	still enjoying the conversation.

					DOORMAN (o.s.)
			Sir! Please!

	Guinan and Clemens and the others turn toward the
	noise.

78   INCLUDE DATA

	as he approaches them, dragging the Doorman behind him.

					DATA
			Guinan, I must speak with you
			immediately.

	Data stops in front of her. She reacts... looks at him
	without an ounce of recognition.

					DOORMAN
				(out of breath)
			Forgive me, madam... He's stronger
			than he looks.

					DATA
				(to Guinan)
			I am sorry about the disruption,
			but he did not believe me when
			I told him we were friends.

					GUINAN
			"We?" Meaning you and me? Have
			we met, Mister...

					DATA
				(puzzled)
			Data.

	Guinan looks completely blank. Data reacts -- SHE
	DOESN'T KNOW HIM.

					DATA
			Yes. We... were on a ship
			together.

	Guinan smiles, trying to socially defuse the situation,
	as well as find out who this strange man is. Clemens
	is keenly observant.

					GUINAN
			I've certainly done my share of
			travelling. What ship?

     STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/07/92 - ACT FIVE 51-52.        

78   CONTINUED:

					DATA
			The Enterprise.

					GUINAN
			Is that a clipper ship?

					DATA
			It is a starship.

	Guinan REACTS -- suddenly she knows she's dealing with
	an alien like herself. But she also is acutely aware
	of the need to maintain appearances.

					CLEMENS
				(puzzled)
			A starship? What registry would
			that be?

					GUINAN
			Mister Data. Of course.
				(to Clemens)
			Excuse us, but we have so much
			to catch up on...

         STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/07/92 - ACT FIVE        53.

78   CONTINUED: (2)

	Guinan quickly hurries Data OFFSCREEN. Clemens is left
	with his hand in the air. He reaches up for his cigar
	and takes a long puff, staring in the direction the
	pair disappeared, a look of intrigued suspicion on his
	face...

79
thru	OMITTED
80

81   ON DATA AND GUINAN

	as Guinan pulls him past the partygoers and around
	a door.

					GUINAN
			Let me guess. My father sent you.
			Well, you tell him I've still got
			a lot more listening to do --

					DATA
			-- I was not sent by your father.

	A beat; Data realizes that she doesn't know who he is,
	but decides he has no choice.

					DATA
			Circumstances demand that I take
			you into my confidence. I require
			your assistance.

	A pause, then Data spills the beans.

					DATA
				(continuing)
			I am from the future.

	Guinan reacts with surprise.

					GUINAN
			Is this some kind of a joke?

	She stares at his guileless face.

					GUINAN
				(continuing)
			No, you don't look like the joking
			type.

         STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/06/92 - ACT FIVE        54.

81   CONTINUED:

					DATA
			That is correct. I am from the
			twenty-fourth century, where you
			and I serve together on the same
			starship.

	Guinan lets this sink in for a moment. Accepts it, for
	now.

					GUINAN
			Why do you need my help?

					DATA
			Our ship encountered a species
			who appear to be threatening 19th-
			century Earth. I investigated,
			and was inadvertently pulled into
			their temporal vortex.
				(beat)
			When I saw your photograph in the
			newspaper, I assumed you had
			joined me from the future. I know
			your species is long-lived --
			but I did not realize you had
			visited Earth so long ago.

	Data suddenly NOTICES SOMETHING behind Guinan --

81A  A TENDRIL OF SMOKE

	wafting up from behind the door. Data and Guinan look
	from the smoke to each other.

82   FOLLOW DATA AND GUINAN

	as they step around the corner...

83   INCLUDE CLEMENS

	inches away from them, the big cigar firmly in hand.

					CLEMENS
			Eavesdropping is by no means a
			proper activity for a gentleman.
				(beat)
			Nonetheless, the deed is done...

         STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/06/92 - ACT FIVE        55.

83   CONTINUED:

	OFF the look between Data and Guinan -- he's heard
	everything.

84   EXT. ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)

	In orbit above the planet.

85   EXT. PLANET SURFACE - NIGHT

	Riker, Troi, Geordi, Worf and Beverly... all
	participate in the preparation of the field... there is
	a variety of technical gear with them... one three-foot-
	high generator with controls and readouts, three
	two-foot-high relay stations akin to a small satellite
	receiver... Geordi wields a tricorder pinpointing the
	perimeter...

					GEORDI
			Here...

	Worf sets down a generator expertly... aims it at
	Crusher and Riker about twenty yards away...

86   BEVERLY AND RIKER

	are doing roughly the same exercise... Beverly with
	the tricorder...

					BEVERLY
			The triolic waves end... right...
			here...

	Riker sets up a relay station, aligns it with Worf...

87   GEORDI

	has moved to join Troi against the rockface... who has
	already set up another relay... Geordi checks it with
	his tricorder...

					GEORDI
			That's fine, Counselor...

	As he moves to meet Worf against a parallel section
	of rockface who is setting up the last relay station...

           STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - 4/06/92 - ACT FIVE           56.

88   ANGLE (OPTICAL)

	Picard MATERIALIZES... the away team reacts...

					PICARD
			How soon will you be ready?

					GEORDI
			I think we are, Captain...

	Geordi goes to the generator and hits a panel, an
	optical flash passes between the generator and the
	three relays and disappears... the area is not a
	perfect square...

					GEORDI
			The subspace field is established.

	He looks at Riker for further instructions... Riker is
	beginning to worry about the captain's unexpected
	arrival... if it means he wants to be here for this, he
	has a big problem with that...

					RIKER
			I'd feel more comfortable if you'd
			monitor us from the ship, captain.

					PICARD
			I have reason to believe my
			presence on this mission is
			imperative.

					RIKER
			Imperative?

					PICARD
			Yes.
				(beat)
			Mister Worf, you will report to
			the bridge.

					WORF
			Sir... as security officer, my
			place is by your side.

         STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/07/92 - ACT FIVE        57.

88   CONTINUED:

					PICARD
			The security of the Enterprise
			is of paramount importance,
			Lieutenant.

					WORF
				(beat)
			Yes, sir.
				(hits combadge)
			Worf to Enterprise.

					TRANSPORTER OFFICER COM VOICE
			Go ahead.

					WORF
				(not pleased)
			Beam me up.

					TRANSPORTER OFFICER COM VOICE
			Stand by.

	Worf DEMATERIALIZES.

					PICARD
			Proceed, Mister La Forge.

	Riker accepts the inevitable. Geordi is holding a
	modified tricorder...

					GEORDI
				(for Picard's benefit)
			I've modified this tricorder to
			interface with the subspace
			generator... It should allow me
			to control the phase
			discrimination... assuming it's
			going to work at all...
				(off Picard's nod)
			I'll need everyone within the
			field...

	Everyone passes between the relays... another optical
	flash as they pass through the invisible line...

					GEORDI
			Adjusting for synchronic
			distortion... point-zero-zero-one...

	And with each count, there is a continuous lighting
	change... slowly being bathed in a blue light...

         STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/08/92 - ACT FIVE        58.

88   CONTINUED: (2)

					GEORDI
				(continuing)
			...point-zero-zero-two...
			point-zero-zero-three...

	And as the blue hue increases, now figures begin to
	APPEAR...

89   ANGLE (OPTICAL)

	a group of ALIENS in reclining positions on the ground,
	arranged loosely in a circle... each of them is
	silver-gray, a vaguely humanoid shape with very round
	heads, no facial features to speak of... except a
	blowhole where the forehead might ordinarily be... in
	their center, built into the ground, is a TRANSLUCENT
	HOLDING CHAMBER, glowing and flashing from within (like
	a light ball spinning inside). On the side of the
	chamber is a techno-organic, nipplelike projection.
	Periodically, the chamber DISPENSES an energy segment
	from its lower recesses... and as it emerges one of
	the aliens on a rotating basis sucks it into his
	blowhole...

90   THE AWAY TEAM (OPTICAL)

	reacts... a beat as the aliens continue to ignore
	them.

					PICARD
			Why can we see them when they
			can't see us?

					GEORDI
			The phase displacement might not
			bring us far enough into their
			perceptual range.

91   PICARD (OPTICAL)

	moves up close to look at one... it ignores him...
	keeps sucking energy...

         STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/08/92 - ACT FIVE        59.

91   CONTINUED:

					BEVERLY
				(with tricorder)
			These strands appear to be
			biomagnetic... variable flux...
			they must be organic in origin...

					PICARD
			A life-form... ?

92   TROI AND RIKER (OPTICAL)

	move to the translucent chamber... the lights continue
	to flash from within... moving around, darting... and
	again, once in awhile, one is dispensed out the bottom
	and disappears into an alien blowhole... Troi is
	getting strong feelings now... she is overwhelmed with
	the power of the emotions she feels... and she can't
	help raising one hand to the chamber and gently
	touching it...

	A tear rolls down her cheek...

					TROI
			No. There is no life here...
			what I have sensed is only an
			imprint, an echo from the last
			moment of life... Human life...
			they all died in terror...

	There is a sonic boom... a bright light and they react,
	turn to see...

93   ANGLE (OPTICAL)

	Two more aliens arriving through a hole of swirling
	white light... one carries a canister... the other
	a glowing, snakelike object... the noise is
	deafening...

         STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - REV. 4/07/92 - ACT FIVE        60.

94   THE AWAY TEAM

	surrounded by the swirling wind, now bathed in the
	combination of blue and white light. (They are far
	enough away to avoid being sucked in like Data was.)
	They react to the sight of the newcomer aliens...

95   THE ALIENS (OPTICAL)

	move to the transparent chamber. One of them
	attaches the canister to the nipplelike projection
	on the chamber's side... new segments enter the tube
	from the canister... and the chamber gets brighter...

96   THE AWAY TEAM

	watches in horror... over the din --

					RIKER
			My God... they're delivering more
			of them... for the others to...
			ingest...

					TROI
				(reacts with surprise
				 to something she sees)
			Will, look at what he's
			carrying...

	Riker looks at the other alien with the squiggling
	object...

97   ANGLE - CLOSE ON THE OBJECT (OPTICAL)

	as it twists in the alien's hands... and opens a mouth
	revealing itself to be something akin to a snake...
	and it struggles to escape but the alien grips it
	harder...

98   THE OTHER ALIEN (OPTICAL)

	removes the canister from the holding tank and they
	move back to the white light and are drawn in...

           STAR TREK: "Time's Arrow" - 4/06/92 - ACT FIVE           61.

99   RIKER (OPTICAL)

	looks to Picard... who exchanges a look with the others
	and with a nod, the captain leads the way to the
	anomaly... as they move closer with grim determination
	on their faces, they enter into the force... and
	disappear into the white light... which twists itself
	up and disappears... and without a freeze frame... we
	stay for several beats on the silent, desolate
	landscape and only then do we super:

                        TO BE CONTINUED                         

                                             FADE OUT.

                        END OF ACT FIVE                         

                            THE END                             





