











                STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION 
                              
                        "Menage a Troi" 
                   (f.k.a. "Piece of Mind") 
                          #40273-172 
                              
                          Written by 
                 Fred Bronson & Susan Sackett 
                              
                          Directed by 
                          Rob Legato 


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                        FINAL DRAFT

                       MARCH 9, 1990
 

       STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - CAST 

                STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION 
                        "Menage a Troi" 

                             CAST                               
                              
                PICARD             Betazoids
                RIKER                LWAXANA TROI
                DATA                 MR. HOMN
                BEVERLY              REITTAN GRAX
                TROI               
                GEORDI             Ferengi
                WORF                 DAIMON TOG
                WESLEY               DOCTOR FAREK
                                     NIBOR

                Non-Speaking       Non-Speaking
                SUPERNUMERARIES      ALIEN DELEGATES
                3 AWAY TEAM MEMBERS  FERENGI CREWMAN

                                   Voice-overs
                                     FERENGI COMPUTER VOICE

                                     FERENGI CREWMAN

        STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" REV. 3/16/90 - SETS 

                STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION 
                        "Menage a Troi" 
                            
                             SETS 

            INTERIORS                  EXTERIORS
          
            USS ENTERPRISE             USS ENTERPRISE
              MAIN BRIDGE
              CAPTAIN'S READY ROOM     FERENGI SHIP KRAYTON
          
              TEN-FORWARD              BETAZED CITY
              MAIN ENGINEERING
              TROI'S QUARTERS          BETAZED CLEARING
              CRUSHER QUARTERS
              TRANSPORTER ROOM
              CORRIDORS
          
            FERENGI SHIP KRAYTON
              HOLDING TANK
              LABORATORY

   STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - PRONUNCIATION 

                STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION 
                        "Menage a Troi" 
                          
                      PRONUNCIATION GUIDE 

              DAIMON TOG             DAY-mon TOG
              FAREK                  FAR-ehk
              HOMN                   HAHM
              LWAXANA                L'-WOKS-anna
              NIBOR                  NYE-bore
              REITTAN GRAX           RITE-n GRAX

     STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - TEASER     1.

                STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION                  
                        "Menage a Troi"                             
                            TEASER                              

	FADE IN:

1    EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)

	in orbit around a bright green planet.

					PICARD (V.O.)
			Captain's Log, Stardate 43980.7.
			The Enterprise has been in
			attendance at the biennial Trade
			Agreements Conference on Betazed.

2    INT. TEN FORWARD

	A busy place. Conference delegates from different
	worlds are here, including three Ferengi: TOG, FAREK,
	and NIBOR. In b.g., a MUSICIAN entertains the
	gathering, playing a complex RHYTHM on a strange
	percussion instrument. RIKER plays three-dimensional
	chess with Nibor as WESLEY looks on. PICARD, TROI, and
	DATA socialize with their guests as Log is completed:

					PICARD (V.O.)
			For the first time, the Ferengi
			are present, and I have
			reluctantly consented to their
			boarding the Enterprise for the
			closing reception.

2A   ANGLE ON RIKER AND NIBOR

	It is clear they are near the end of their game, and
	the Ferengi is in trouble. Captured pieces litter the
	table at Riker's elbow.

	Nibor makes a move, he is confident. Riker smiles,
	moves his piece.

					RIKER
			Check... and mate.

	Nibor falls back flabbergasted in his chair. Wesley is
	enjoying the moment.

     STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - TEASER     2.

2A   CONTINUED:

					WESLEY
			Perfect. A queen's gambit...
			finished off with the Aldabren
			Exchange.

	The Ferengi is still stunned by his defeat.

					NIBOR
				(re: the musician)
			Unfair. I couldn't concentrate
			with all that noise...

					WESLEY
			It's Algolian ceremonial rhythms.

	Riker and Wesley nod. Nibor shakes his head.

					NIBOR
			Hyoo-mans...

2B   ANGLE ON PICARD AND DATA

	talking with REITTAN GRAX, the Betazoid conference
	director.

					PICARD
				(lifting glass)
			A toast to the success of the
			trade conference, Reittan. I must
			admit, I had some doubts when you
			invited the Ferengi.

					REITTAN GRAX
			They made a profit and behaved
			themselves. What more could one
			ask? Still, they trouble me. We
			Betazeds are uncomfortable with
			species like the Ferengi... whose
			minds we can't read.

					DATA
				(ever the scientist)
			Perhaps your telepathic abilities
			are ineffective owing to the
			anomalous construction of the
			Ferengi brain, which is composed
			of four different...

     STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/13/90 - TEASER     2A.

2B   CONTINUED:

					PICARD
				(not now, Data)
			Thank you, Data.
				(to Reittan Grax)
			It was thoughtful of you to
			include Lwaxana Troi as part of
			the Betazed delegation.

     STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - TEASER     3.

2B   CONTINUED: (2)

					REITTAN GRAX
			Her first husband and I were old
			friends. And I've known Deanna
			since she was a child.

					PICARD
			I'm sure Counselor Troi
			appreciates this opportunity to
			spend time with her mother.

3    ANGLE ON TROI AND LWAXANA

	Lwaxana's plate is piled with food, her synthehol glass
	is refilled continually as she gives new meaning to
	the old Auntie Mame adage, "Life is a banquet." Between
	bites and sips, she plies her daughter with thought
	transmissions.

					LWAXANA (TELEPATHIC V.O.)
			It's so marvelous to see you,
			Deanna, darling.
				(a beat)
			At least pretend you're happy to
			see me.

					TROI
				(aloud)
			Mother, we're among non-telepaths...
			it's impolite not
			to speak aloud.

					LWAXANA (TELEPATHIC V.O.)
			You mean talk with my mouth full?
			Deanna, please!

	She does manage to laugh with her mouth full, but
	Deanna doesn't think it's especially funny.

					LWAXANA
				(aloud)
			All right, I will say something
			aloud. Have you considered if
			you had stayed on Betazed just
			where your life might have...

	They've had this conversation before.

     STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - TEASER     3A.

3    CONTINUED:

					TROI
				(interrupting)
			Let's not guess what I might have
			done. I love my work aboard the
			Enterprise...

     STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - TEASER     4.

3    CONTINUED: (2)

					LWAXANA
			I know. But all business and no
			play? You should enjoy life more,
			like I do. Find the right man,
			think of your future. Think of
			my future...

	Interrupted by Riker; his timing couldn't be better.

					RIKER
			Deanna, Lwaxana. Anything I can
			do for you?

	Troi throws her mother a look. Don't answer that!

4    ANGLE ON BAR

	as the other two Ferengi watch Mrs. Troi. Daimon Tog,
	the Captain, seems fascinated by this Betazoid female.
	Tog is tall for a Ferengi, although not by human
	standards, and Ferengi women probably find him as close
	to a "hunk" as their men ever get. He's talking with
	his companion and ship's doctor, Farek. In b.g.,
	Lwaxana LAUGHS. Farek winces at the sound.

					FAREK
				(re: Lwaxana)
			She is as repulsive as the rest
			of them.

					TOG
			Repulsive? I find her exotic!
				(a beat)
			And what an advantage their
			telepathy would be in
			negotiations...

					FAREK
			To read our competitors' minds...
			yes, that would be valuable.

	Tog can't take his eyes off Lwaxana. Farek notices,
	gives Tog a look -- "be serious."

					FAREK (cont'd)
			She'd never agree to use her
			powers to help us...

					TOG
			I'm not so sure.

     STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - TEASER     5.

4    CONTINUED:

	In b.g., Riker and Troi move on. This is the moment
	Tog's been waiting for. He moves quickly off.

5    ANGLE ON TOG AND LWAXANA

	as he seats himself at her table.

					TOG
			Lwaxana Troi of Betazed, I
			believe.
				(with pride)
			I am Daimon Tog of the Ferengi
			vessel Krayton. May I join you?

					LWAXANA
				(coolly)
			I was just going to see Captain
			Picard. Excuse me.

	She rises, maneuvering past Tog to where Picard is
	still conversing with Data and Reittan Grax. She
	interrupts:

					LWAXANA
			Jean-Luc! Come have a drink and
			tell me what you've been up to.

					PICARD
				(thinking fast)
			Uh... perhaps later, Lwaxana.
			Data and I were just about to show
			Reittan Grax the new door
			mechanisms on the aft Turbolifts.
			Would you excuse us?

     STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/20/90 - TEASER     6.

5    CONTINUED:

	And off they go, leaving Lwaxana standing alone in the
	middle of Ten Forward. And, oh God, here comes that
	nasty little Ferengi again... oops, too late.

					TOG
			Lwaxana Troi, I desire you.

					LWAXANA
			Wha... what?

					TOG
			Your Betazed skills would be very
			useful to me... and I find you
			attractive. I'm willing to pay
			handsomely for you.

					LWAXANA
				(growing angrier)
			I don't believe this...

					TOG
			You must be aware that every
			female has her price.

	Lwaxana is now infuriated. Almost without realizing
	it, her voice will rise during the next speech until
	all other activity in Ten Forward comes to a halt as
	everyone's attention focuses on her:

					LWAXANA
			Let's get one thing straight. I
			am not for sale. And I'd rather
			eat Orion wing-slugs than deal
			with a toad-faced troll like you.
			Go find someone else to become
			your property.

6    WIDER ANGLE

	to include a horrified Deanna. There is a pause as
	everyone waits to see what Tog will do. He is silent
	for a moment, then:

					TOG
				(oddly reserved)
			As you wish.

     STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - TEASER     6A.

6    CONTINUED:

	As everyone else resumes their activities, Tog
	retreats to the bar where Farek is tossing down another
	synthehol.

					FAREK
			Now that you've totally humiliated
			us, may we return to our vessel?

     STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - TEASER     7.

6    CONTINUED: (2)

					TOG
				(ignoring him)
			She's exhilarating, isn't she?

	Farek gives him a look. Is he kidding?

					TOG (cont'd)
			Now I want her more than ever.
			Lwaxana Troi will be mine.

									FADE OUT.

                         END OF TEASER                          

     STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT ONE     8.

                            ACT ONE                             

	FADE IN:

7    OMITTED

8    INT. ENTERPRISE CORRIDOR - PERSONAL QUARTERS

	On the way to her cabin, Troi encounters WORF. They
	walk together as Deanna continues to her quarters.

					TROI
				(lightly)
			Are we at war with the Ferengi
			yet?

					WORF
			Daimon Tog has returned to his
			vessel and the Ferengi have left
			orbit.

					TROI
			I'm sure Mother will be relieved.

					WORF
			I hear she handled the situation
			quite skillfully. An admirable
			woman.

					TROI
			I'll be sure to tell her you said
			so.

	Worf leaves Deanna at her door, continues on his way.
	Before her door opens, she hears a voice in her head:

					LWAXANA (TELEPATHIC V.O.)
			Come in, Little One.

	Troi reacts and enters.

9    INT. TROI'S QUARTERS (OPTICAL)

	Lwaxana lies with her eyes open as if unseeing.
	Unusual Betazed candles burn at each side of her head.
	The room lighting adds to the effect of her appearing
	dead, but actually she's in a meditative state.
	Betazed is visible through the window.

     STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/20/90 - ACT ONE     9.

9    CONTINUED:

					TROI
			Mother.
				(more firmly)
			Mother, please.

					LWAXANA (TELEPATHIC V.O.)
			Just a moment, Little One. I'm
			at one with All Being.

	Troi is silent for a beat, then Lwaxana's eyes flutter,
	and she returns to her familiar feisty self.

					LWAXANA
			After that horrible little Ferengi
			insulted me, I needed to center
			myself.
				(a beat)
			Can you imagine that creature
			talking to me like that? Didn't
			he realize I am the Daughter of
			the Fifth House of Betazed, keeper
			of the Chalice of Rixx?

					TROI
			Mother, the Chalice of Rixx is
			an old clay pot with mold growing
			inside it!

					LWAXANA
			My dear, when you become old
			enough and wise enough, you'll
			understand. Now sit down and
			talk to me. We don't spend enough
			time together.

					TROI
				(sincerely)
			That's true. I'm sorry, and I
			didn't mean to be upset with you
			at the reception.

					LWAXANA
			Deanna... you must understand,
			you're all I've got. My only
			concern is for your happiness.

					TROI
				(a tad irritated)
			I am happy. Why can't you believe
			that?

    STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/16/90 - ACT ONE    10.

9    CONTINUED: (2)

					LWAXANA
			I wish I could. How much
			happiness is there in always being
			there for someone else, but never
			being there for yourself?

	Troi feels the anger heating up inside her, fights to
	control it. After all, she's a trained psychologist.

					TROI
			I get great satisfaction out of
			my work.

					LWAXANA
			I'm sure it's rewarding, in its
			way. But what about a family?

					TROI
			This is my family -- my friends
			-- here on the Enterprise.

					LWAXANA
				(hurt)
			I am your family, or have you
			forgotten? And if I have to spell
			it out for you, I'm talking about
			finding a husband, having a child.
			That's what made me happy. At
			least until now.

	Troi suppresses her growing anger, hoping to avoid a
	fight.

					TROI
			Look, Mother. Perhaps some day
			I'll marry. But you've got to
			let me make my own choices...
			live my own life, not the life
			you'd choose for me.

    STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/13/90 - ACT ONE    11.

9    CONTINUED: (3)

					LWAXANA
				(driving it home)
			You had a chance... with Commander
			Riker. And look how you ruined
			that.

	That does it.

					TROI
				(angry now)
			I did not ruin anything. We
			became very good friends.

					LWAXANA
			All the better. You certainly
			wouldn't want to marry an enemy.
				(on Troi's look:)
			But I see we can't discuss this.
			So have it your way, Little One.

	That really does it.

					TROI
			Little One? When I was five you
			called me that. Stop demeaning
			me and address me as an adult.

	Troi storms out.

10   INT. CORRIDOR

	Troi's not even sure where she's going; she just had to
	get out of there. And as she walks, she hears:

					LWAXANA (TELEPATHIC V.O.)
			I'll be home on Betazed if you
			need me, Lit --
				(a beat)
			Deanna.

11   INT. READY ROOM

	Picard and Riker have been listening to a briefing from
	Data, Geordi and Wesley on equipment to be used in
	the next mission. Wesley is concluding his report.

    STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/20/90 - ACT ONE    12.

11   CONTINUED:

					WESLEY
			Adding preprocessors to the
			neutrino counters boosted
			efficiency by eleven percent.
			Of course, Commander La Forge and
			Commander Data did most of the
			work...

					GEORDI
			Not so fast, Wesley.
			Preprocessing the data with an
			optical chip was your idea.

					DATA
			Correct, sir. Although Commander
			La Forge and I designed the chip,
			Ensign Crusher derived the
			equations governing its operation.

					RIKER
			The point is, you've completed
			our upgrade well ahead of
			schedule. Most impressive.

					PICARD
			Indeed, Number One. Fine work
			-- especially you, Mister Crusher.
			We're going to miss you.

	Wesley can't help it. He knows what's coming and the
	grin just grows until he's all smiles.

					PICARD (cont'd)
			As you might guess, your final
			entrance examination scores for
			Starfleet Academy have arrived.
				(a beat)
			Congratulations. As soon as you
			complete the oral exam, you'll
			be formally admitted.

    STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/20/90 - ACT ONE    13.

11   CONTINUED: (2)

					RIKER
			We'll have you back at Betazed
			in plenty of time to meet the
			Academy transport ship.

					WESLEY
			Thank you, sir.

					PICARD
			That will be all.

	They begin to EXIT.

					PICARD (cont'd)
			A moment, Number One.

					RIKER
			Yes, Captain?

					PICARD
			Your science team is very
			efficient. How many days would
			you say they managed to shave off
			our mission?

					RIKER
			Approximately three. Thanks to
			the equipment upgrade, we'll be
			able to complete our survey in
			less than twenty-four hours.

					PICARD
			Splendid, Number One.
				(a beat)
			You'd agree that this is a rather
			routine mapping mission?

					RIKER
				(what's he getting at?)
			Yes, sir...

					PICARD
			Counselor Troi had the good sense
			to request shore leave. I see
			I'm going to have to suggest it
			to you.

    STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/14/90 - ACT ONE    14.

11   CONTINUED: (3)

	Riker opens his mouth to protest, then begins to think
	it over. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad. At his slight
	smile:

					PICARD (cont'd)
			Have a good time, Number One.

12   EXT. BETAZED - DAY - MATTE (OPTICAL)

	A 24th-century "city" -- technologically advanced
	yet so well blended in with nature so that the effect
	is relaxing and pastoral.

13   EXT. BETAZED CLEARING - DAY

	A secluded spot in the greenbelt. Lush plants surround
	this open area, and a dirt path leads off into dense
	foliage. Riker and Troi are looking for something in
	the greenery. Their mood is light as they enjoy this
	brief shore leave.

					RIKER
			I'm sure it was around here
			somewhere...

					TROI
			It's been a few years. Maybe it
			died.

					RIKER
			You know Muktok plants live for
			hundreds of years...

	Riker brushes aside some leaves to reveal an
	exotic-looking plant with bluish foliage and eight
	silver flowers.

					RIKER (cont'd)
			Here it is...

	Troi joins Riker as he touches the blooms. SOUND of
	MUSICAL NOTES, an alien melody.

					TROI
			It's lovely. I remember this
			music... and all the good times
			we had.

    STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT ONE    15.

13   CONTINUED:

					RIKER
			A certain junior lieutenant will
			always remember meeting a very
			serious psychology student. It
			was the best thing about being
			assigned to Betazed.

	It's a rare moment of closeness for them, and it seems
	quite natural for Riker to put his arm around her and
	give her a warm kiss. The moment is interrupted by the
	sound of a voice.

					LWAXANA (O.S.)
			Put the food down over there,
			Mister Homn.

	Startled, Troi pulls away from Riker. She gives him a
	look: It can't be her! Riker and Troi step out of the
	greenery to see Lwaxana supervising Mister Homn as he
	empties the contents of a metal container onto a
	silvery blanket. Lwaxana looks up, sees Riker and her
	daughter.

					LWAXANA
			Isn't it a beautiful day for a
			picnic?

					TROI
				(irritated)
			Mother! How did you know about
			this place?

					LWAXANA
			Your father used to bring me
			here.

    STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/13/90 - ACT ONE    16.

13   CONTINUED: (2)

	Mr. Homn pours glasses of some mead-colored liquid,
	passes it around and begins imbibing at an incredibly
	fast pace. Riker and Troi realize they have no choice
	but to make the best of it.

					RIKER
				(keeping it light)
			And you even brought provisions.
			Very thoughtful.

	Lwaxana passes him something yellow with purple veins.

					LWAXANA
			Try this oskoid. The sap keeps
			it deliciously warm.

					RIKER
				(trying it)
			Very, very tasty.
				(he eyes her)
			Tell me, Lwaxana, the last time
			we met, you were searching for
			a husband. Did you have any luck?

					LWAXANA
			Alas, no, but what happens to me
			isn't important. I'm more
			concerned about other people
			getting on with their lives.

					TROI
			Mother, this isn't the time or
			the place...

					LWAXANA
				(who me?)
			Did I mention any names?

					TROI
				(angry)
			You didn't have to.

    STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/16/90 - ACT ONE    17.

13   CONTINUED: (3)

					LWAXANA
			Can I help it if all my friends
			are becoming grandparents?
				(to Riker)
			How about you, Will. Have you
			ever thought of having children?

					RIKER
				(an honest answer)
			There was a time when I thought
			having children and a career in
			Starfleet were incompatible. But
			with Galaxy class starships having
			families aboard, I've considered
			that possibility...

					LWAXANA
			Yes, the Enterprise would be a
			perfect environment to raise a
			family... with someone...

					TROI
				(warning)
			Mother!

					LWAXANA
				(ignoring her)
			Mister Homn, I saw some
			uttaberries along the path. Be
			a dear and pick some for
			dessert...

	He nods, goes off down the path with the metal
	container.

					LWAXANA (cont'd)
			Mister Homn and I can go back home
			if you two want to be alone. It's
			such a romantic setting...

					TROI
				(furious now)
			Mother, stop it!

					LWAXANA
			Darling, you're so excitable these
			days. Have you thought about a
			leave of absence? I could talk
			to Jean-Luc...

    STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT ONE    18.

13   CONTINUED: (4)

					RIKER
				(to keep peace)
			Deanna, try one of the oskoids.
			They're different.

	But now their attention is diverted by the SOUND of
	an alien transporter beam.

					RIKER (cont'd)
			What the... ?

14   ANGLE ON DAIMON TOG (OPTICAL)

	as his image COALESCES in a Ferengi TRANSPORTER BEAM.

15   BACK TO SHOT (OPTICAL)

	Riker jumps to attention. The others are equally
	surprised. Tog extends a bunch of sorrowful Ferengi
	daisies to Lwaxana.

					TOG
			A gift for one whose beauty
			surpasses even these pericules.

					RIKER
			Daimon Tog! I thought the
			Krayton left orbit hours ago.

					TOG
			It did. But when I tried to put
			the image of Lwaxana Troi out of
			my mind... I could not succeed.

	Lwaxana tosses the flowers into the pond.

					LWAXANA
			This is ludicrous! You came back
			to Betazed -- for me?

					TOG
			Why continue to search for
			perfection once you've found it?
			And when I considered how useful
			you would be...

					TROI
			I don't believe this...

    STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT ONE    19.

15   CONTINUED:

					LWAXANA
				(to Tog)
			Look, Demon Tog, or whatever you
			call yourself, I am the Daughter
			of the Fifth House of Betazed,
			Keeper of the Holy Rings. And
			unless you want to create an
			interstellar incident, you had
			better beam back to your ship.

					TOG
			Returning to my ship is exactly
			what I had in mind.
				(using communicator)
			Krayton, transport four
			immediately.

					RIKER
			No, Tog!

	Riker goes for his phaser, realizes he hasn't brought
	it to this usually peaceful place.

	He moves toward the Ferengi when the four of them
	DISAPPEAR in the Ferengi TRANSPORTER BEAM, leaving only
	an empty clearing.

16   ANGLE ON PATH

	as Mister Homn returns, his container full of green
	berries. His lips are stained dark green -- he's been
	eating much of what he's picked. He looks around at
	the empty clearing -- where is everyone? Probably off
	playing a game, so he pops another uttaberry into his
	mouth while he waits for them to return.

									FADE OUT.

                        END OF ACT ONE                          

    STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT TWO    20.

                            ACT TWO                             

	FADE IN:

17   EXT. SPACE - FERENGI VESSEL KRAYTON (OPTICAL)

	traveling at warp speed.

18   INT. FERENGI HOLDING TANK (OPTICAL)

	Typical of a Ferengi ship: an ill-designed,
	unattractive room. The furnishings are sparse. One
	end of the room opens into an area where a companel
	station is staffed by Nibor. A three-dimensional chess
	board is on the console. Separating this holding tank
	from Nibor is a lighted arch, suggesting a forcefield.
	Riker, Troi, and Lwaxana are unconscious. Riker is
	the first to come to, immediately going to Deanna and
	her mother.

					RIKER
			Deanna? Lwaxana?

	He rouses them to consciousness.

					LWAXANA
			Where are we?

					RIKER
				(indicating Nibor)
			From the smell of things, I'd
			say we're aboard a Ferengi vessel.

					LWAXANA
			The Ferengi can't do this! You're
			Starfleet officers!

					RIKER
			Tog must have missed that chapter
			in the Ferengi Book of Etiquette.

	Riker tries his communicator. Nothing happens. He
	adjusts, tries again.

					RIKER
			The Enterprise is too far out of
			range.

	He moves to the arch, tests it, gets repelled hard by
	the forcefield.

    STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT TWO    21.

18   CONTINUED:

	Nibor touches a lighted area on his companel.

					NIBOR
			Daimon... they have regained
			consciousness.

					TOG'S COM VOICE
			Very good.

	Riker turns to Lwaxana in time to see both the women
	DISAPPEAR in a FERENGI TRANSPORTER EFFECT. Oddly,
	their clothing has not travelled with them! Riker
	picks up Troi's uniform, turns to Nibor:

					RIKER
				(angry)
			What have you done with them?

	But Nibor doesn't answer, leaving Riker to ponder the
	fate of the Trois.

19   INT. FERENGI LAB (OPTICAL)

	Another example of tasteful Ferengi interior
	decorating. Not a pleasant setting. Various pieces of
	strange and dangerous-looking equipment are everywhere.
	Compounds have spilled over and crusted on table
	surfaces. It's the kind of place you'd like to scrub
	down with Lysol. Troi and Lwaxana MATERIALIZE here,
	completely naked. Lwaxana reacts to this.

					LWAXANA
			I should have known. Even their
			transporters can't be trusted.

	Dr. Farek ENTERS from a side room.

					TROI
			Why have you removed our clothing?

					FAREK
			Females do not deserve the honor
			of clothing.

    STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT TWO    22.

19   CONTINUED:

					LWAXANA
				(to Farek)
			We are not Ferengi females.
				(to Troi)
			They're as bad as humans. Look
			at the leer on his face.

20   ANGLE TO INCLUDE TOG (OPTICAL)

	who ENTERS as Lwaxana is speaking.

					TOG
			No, his is an expression of
			revulsion. But it is a feeling
			I do not share, Lwaxana.

	Lwaxana and Troi have found something with which to
	partially cover themselves. Lwaxana throws a quick
	look at Tog.

					LWAXANA
			It's cold in here. Do you want
			me to become ill?

					TOG
			No, I don't. Farek, please
			arrange for their clothing to be
			returned.

					LWAXANA
			Thank you, Daimon Tog.

					TOG
				(so charming)
			You must forgive the Doctor. He
			is not accustomed to dealing with
			Betazoid females.
				(eyeing Lwaxana)
			I have a business proposition for
			you...

					LWAXANA
			Thanks, but I'm not interested
			in any of your propositions.

					TOG
			Hear me out. Your telepathic
			powers could bring us both great
			profit.

    STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT TWO    22A.

20   CONTINUED:

					LWAXANA
			And why would I want to bring you
			profit?

    STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT TWO    23.

20   CONTINUED: (2)

					FAREK
			In order to keep your daughter
			alive and healthy, for one...

					TOG
				(sharp)
			Farek! There's no need for
			threats.
				(smiles at Lwaxana)
			Lwaxana is a sensible female...

					TROI (TELEPATHIC V.O.)
			I don't like the sound of this,
			mother.

					LWAXANA (TELEPATHIC V.O.)
				(to Troi)
			I believe I can control him,
			Little One.

					LWAXANA
				(to Tog; seductive)
			I'm sure we can talk about this.
			Just the two of us.

					TOG
			A wise choice. Farek, leave us.
				(to Troi)
			And you may rejoin your friend.

	Farek EXITS. Tog goes to a companel, hits a specific
	series of lighted areas. Troi DEMATERIALIZES in the
	FERENGI TRANSPORTER EFFECT.

					TOG
				(hot to trot)
			And now, Lwaxana Troi, let us
			"talk"...

	Tog leers at Lwaxana. This is the moment he's been
	waiting for. Tog presses another panel, and a bed
	slides out from a wall.

21   EXT. SPACE - ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)

	travelling at warp speed, on its way to Gamma Erandi.

    STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/13/90 - ACT TWO    23A.

22   INT. ENGINEERING

	Geordi, Data and Wesley are working at a console near
	the large wall schematic of the Enterprise.

    STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/13/90 - ACT TWO    24.

22   CONTINUED:

					GEORDI
			Fifteen hours from Gamma Erandi,
			and the subspace static is already
			playing hell with
			communications...

					WESLEY
			Just what we might expect in a
			stellar nursery.

					DATA
			Wesley, my congratulations on
			passing your Starfleet written
			examinations. An excellent
			achievement.

					WESLEY
			Thanks, Data. Now if I can just
			do well on the oral exam...

					GEORDI
			You will. And when you return,
			we'll be gaining the best ensign
			in the fleet.

					DATA
			Actually, there is no guarantee
			Wesley will be reassigned to the
			Enterprise. Eighty-four per cent
			of Starfleet graduates are not
			posted to Galaxy class starships
			for their first assignment.

	Wesley reacts to this unexpected bit of news.

					WESLEY
			I never thought about that... I
			always assumed I'd be coming back
			to the Enterprise.

					GEORDI
			I'm sure Captain Picard will
			request you... if he's still
			commanding the Enterprise when
			you graduate.

					WESLEY
			I hadn't thought about that,
			either.
					(MORE)

    STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT TWO    25.

22   CONTINUED: (2)

					WESLEY (Cont'd)
				(thinks)
			I never thought I'd feel this way
			about leaving the Enterprise...
			and all of you.

					DATA
			Is that not a part of the human
			experience -- growth and change?

					WESLEY
				(considers it)
			I suppose so...

					GEORDI
			I felt the same way when I left
			my family to go to the Academy.
			But it was one of the best times
			of my life. You're going to meet
			new friends, have adventures you
			can't even imagine yet...

	Wesley is beginning to feel some mixed emotions now.

					WESLEY
				(unconvinced)
			I hope you're right, Geordi.

23   OMITTED

24   INT. HOLDING TANK

	Troi has returned and is again wearing her clothes. In
	b.g., Nibor is playing 3-D chess with an N.D. Ferengi
	crewman.

					LWAXANA (TELEPATHIC V.O.)
			Little One --

	Troi reacts as she "hears" her mother --

					LWAXANA (TELEPATHIC V.O., cont'd)
			-- Tog's given me something
			perfectly hideous to wear... he
			says it flatters my beauty.

    STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT TWO    26.

24   CONTINUED:

					TROI
				(low, to Riker)
			So far, mother's in no danger.
				(a beat)
			I hope she knows what she's
			doing...

					RIKER
			She's bought us some time...
			let's make the most of it.

	Riker stands, crosses to the arch, studies the
	chessboard for a beat. Nibor's scowling -- the Ferengi
	crewman's got Nibor in a tough spot. Nibor reaches
	for a piece:

					RIKER (cont'd)
			I wouldn't do that...

					NIBOR
				(scowls at Riker)
			I don't need your help.

					RIKER
			The hell you don't. You're two
			moves away from being mated.

	Nibor ignores Riker, makes the move anyway. The
	Ferengi crewman promptly makes his move -- and Nibor
	winces; he didn't see the response coming.

					RIKER (cont'd)
			Hey, I warned you. Now you've
			only got one possible escape...

	Nibor waves Riker off, makes a move.

					RIKER (cont'd)
			... and that wasn't it.

	The Ferengi crewman smiles, makes his move, then stands
	up. The end. The crewman EXITS, smirking. Nibor
	sullenly starts setting up the chessboard.

					RIKER (cont'd)
			See? You should've moved the
			bishop --

					NIBOR
				(snaps at him)
			Ridiculous! The bishop was
			pinned...

    STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT TWO    26A.

24   CONTINUED: (2)

					RIKER
				(shrugs)
			Okay, don't listen. Forget that
			I beat you in thirty moves...

					NIBOR
			Pure luck.

					RIKER
			I was being polite. I could've
			won in twenty moves.

	Nibor glares at Riker.

					NIBOR
			Then prove it.

    STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT TWO    27.

24   CONTINUED: (3)

	Nibor makes an opening move.

					NIBOR
			Pawn to Queen Four, King's Level.

	Riker locks eyes with Nibor.

					RIKER
			Pawn to King's Bishop Three,
			Queen's Level.

	Nibor sneers at Riker, makes Riker's move, studies the
	board.

25   INT. FERENGI LAB

	The lighting has been changed. It's softer now. Tog
	and Lwaxana are alone. he has just poured something
	liquid into a glass for her. She is wearing a sexy
	gown, and feeling rather seductive. They are sitting
	close together on the edge of the bed.

					LWAXANA
			I must admit, when you first
			approached me on the Enterprise,
			I was intrigued.

					TOG
			You mean revolted.

					LWAXANA
				(laughs)
			Maybe a little. Do you forgive
			me?

	He continues to move even closer to her as they talk.

					TOG
			Yes. With your powers we could
			be a formidable team.

	He puts his hand on her shoulder. She does not resist.

					LWAXANA
			You have great strength in your
			hands.

    STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT TWO    28.

25   CONTINUED:

					TOG
				(pleased)
			And you like that?

					LWAXANA
			I have always admired strong
			males.

					TOG
			You are beautiful... it is
			impossible to resist you...

					LWAXANA
			Then don't.

	And he moves even closer. She bends slightly forward
	to meet him, and as they kiss, we:

									CUT TO:

25A  INT. HOLDING TANK

	Riker's in b.g., looking at Nibor and the chessboard on
	the other side of the archway. CLOSE on Troi --
	reacting to what's coming across her telepathic link to
	Lwaxana...

									FADE OUT.

                        END OF ACT TWO                          

   STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT THREE   29.

                           ACT THREE                            

	FADE IN:

26   EXT. SPACE - ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)

	In the Gamma Erandi Nebula, a gaseous interstellar
	cloud aglow with brilliant light reflected back from
	its ionized particles. Within are nests of hundreds of
	embryonic stars, dense globules of nuclear fusion
	pouring forth light and heat, on the most massive scale
	imaginable.

27   INT. MAIN BRIDGE (OPTICAL)

	Picard in command chair, Worf at Tactical, Data at Ops.
	Other supernumeraries staff the Bridge stations. On
	screen is a breathtaking view of Gamma Erandi.

					DATA
			Initial scans of ionization
			patterns complete, sir. Now
			correlating sensor readings.

					PICARD
				(indicating screen)
			It's almost incomprehensible, the
			amount of energy being expended...

					DATA
			Actually, it is five point three
			four times ten to the forty-first
			watts... well within the norm for
			phenomena of this type.

					PICARD
			Perhaps... but that takes away
			none of the wonder.

	Data nods, watches the screen, trying to comprehend the
	emotions Picard and the others must feel viewing this.

28   INT. WESLEY'S QUARTERS

	Wesley is deciding which personal items to take with
	him. As he surveys his possessions, he will discard
	some and place others in a "keep" pile. DOOR CHIME.

   STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT THREE   30.

28   CONTINUED:

	Wesley's looking intently upon an unusual piece of
	equipment, doesn't turn around to face the door.

					WESLEY
			Come in.

	SOUND of DOOR OPENING O.S.

					BEVERLY (O.S.)
			Hi. I brought you something...

					WESLEY
			I hope it's small, because I'm
			taking way too much as it is...

	Wesley turns as Beverly ENTERS FRAME carrying a tray
	with a decanter and two glasses.

					BEVERLY
			Your friend Guinan sent this up
			from Ten Forward. It's not to
			pack -- it's for me to propose
			a toast with.

	Beverly pours.

					BEVERLY (cont'd)
			To a future Starfleet officer.

	Wesley's surprised --and touched.

					WESLEY
			Mom -- thanks.

	Beverly hands Wesley a glass, raises hers in a toast.

					BEVERLY
			I won't say "give it your best"
			because I know you will. I won't
			say "make me proud"... because
			you already have. So I'll just
			say... here's to your future.

	They clink glasses and drink. Wesley picks up the
	piece of equipment:

					WESLEY
			This was Dad's...

   STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT THREE   30A.

28   CONTINUED: (2)

					BEVERLY
				(nods)
			From the Stargazer. Do you have
			room for it?

   STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT THREE   31.

28   CONTINUED: (3)

					WESLEY
			No... but I'm taking it anyway.

	Beverly nods -- "he'd be pleased."

29   OMITTED

30   INT. HOLDING TANK (OPTICAL)

	Riker and Troi are still in the cell; Nibor smugly
	makes a move on the chessboard.

					NIBOR
			Check.

	Riker frowns, turns away from the arch.

					RIKER
			I'm sick of this game.

					NIBOR
			Of course -- now that you're
			losing.

	Riker sits down, away from the archway.

					RIKER
			Who's losing? I'm just tired of
			standing up.

					NIBOR
			You can't resign now.

					RIKER
			It's too hard to play from in
			here. I can't even see the whole
			board.

					NIBOR
				(catches on)
			Ah, then you'll finish the game
			if I let you out of the cell.

					RIKER
			I might...

					NIBOR
			Clever, hyoo-man, but I'm not
			that foolish.

   STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/20/90 - ACT THREE   31A.

30   CONTINUED:

					RIKER
				(with disdain)
			What -- you're afraid I'd try to
			escape? What would that get me?
			You'd still have her. And
			besides... where would I go?

					NIBOR
				(unsure)
			I do not trust you...

	Riker puts his feet up, makes himself comfortable.

					RIKER
			Fine. Thanks for the game.

	Nibor thinks it over -- then picks up his phaser, and
	lowers the forcefield. Gestures to Riker.

					NIBOR
			Come out here.

   STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT THREE   32.

30   CONTINUED: (2)

	Riker crosses through the archway, steps up to the
	chessboard. Nibor restores the forcefield, keeping
	Troi captive in the cell.

					NIBOR (cont'd)
			Now save your rook... if you can.

	As Riker thoughtfully circles the board:

									CUT TO:

31   INT. FERENGI LAB

	Tog sits on the floor at Lwaxana's feet, his head
	resting against her lap.

					LWAXANA
			... and that was my first husband.
			Not much of a conversationalist,
			but what a lover. Then I met --

					TOG
				(interrupting)
			I do not want to hear about your
			other romances. It makes me
			jealous.

	She wants to keep control of the situation, so she
	changes tactics, begins rubbing his ears.

					LWAXANA
			My, what big ears you have. Has
			anyone ever told you how
			attractive they are?

					TOG
				(melting)
			Some females think they are my
			best feature.

	Lwaxana begins massaging his ears, and he relaxes into
	some sort of alpha state.

   STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT THREE   33.

31   CONTINUED:

					TOG
				(continuing)
			No one has ever given me oo-mox
			like this before.

					LWAXANA
			Oo-mox?

					TOG
			There is no translation. But the
			ear is one of our most erogenous
			zones.

					LWAXANA
				(hesitates, then)
			Then you shall have as much oo-mox
			as you desire.

	He relaxes into the alpha state even more, turning in
	worshipful gaze toward her.

32   INT. HOLDING TANK

	CLOSE on Nibor, unconscious on the floor. WIDEN to
	reveal Riker standing above Nibor, rubbing his sore
	knuckles.

					RIKER
			Those Ferengi have iron jaws...

	Riker works the console.

32A  ANGLE ON THE ARCHWAY (OPTICAL)

	as the FORCEFIELD shimmers and disappears. Troi
	crosses to Riker's side.

					LWAXANA (TELEPATHIC V.O.)
			Little One --

	Troi reacts to "hearing" her mother.

					LWAXANA (TELEPATHIC V.O., cont'd)
			-- if Tog were a kitten, he'd
			be purring.

					TROI
			Good work, Mother.

   STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT THREE   33A.

32A  CONTINUED:

	Riker reacts, gives Troi an inquiring look. Troi
	explains:

					TROI (cont'd)
			According to mother, Daimon Tog
			is... extremely relaxed at the
			moment.

					RIKER
			Tell Lwaxana to keep him relaxed
			while we call the cavalry...

	Riker crosses to the computer terminal and taps keys,
	but:

   STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT THREE   34.

32A  CONTINUED: (2)

					COMPUTER VOICE
			Access to communications denied.
			All transmissions to be
			authorized by Daimon Tog.

	Riker and Troi exchange a look -- "are you thinking
	what I'm thinking?"

					TROI
			Let's see just how relaxed Daimon
			Tog is...

33   INT. FERENGI LAB

	Tog is gazing lovingly up at Lwaxana.

					TROI (TELEPATHIC V.O.)
			Mother -- we're out of the cell
			and we're trying to contact the
			Enterprise... but we can't do it
			without Tog's access code. Do
			you think --

					LWAXANA (TELEPATHIC V.O.)
			Say no more, Little One.

					TOG
			Lwaxana... you and I are going
			to make such a wonderful team...
			With your telepathy and my
			cunning, I foresee --

					LWAXANA
				(finishes it)
			-- a very profitable future.

	Tog is in ecstasy.

34   EXT. SPACE - ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)

	at warp speed.

   STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT THREE   35.

35   INT. MAIN BRIDGE (OPTICAL)

	Picard, Worf, and Data still at their stations; various
	supernumeraries staff other positions.

					WORF
			Subspace interference is
			subsiding... communications have
			been restored...

					PICARD
			Good. Contact Commander Riker
			on Betazed.

					WORF
				(observing panel)
			Message coming in from Betazed,
			sir. Priority One.

					PICARD
				(concerned)
			On screen.

	The image of Reittan Grax, the Betazed conference
	director, fills the screen.

					REITTAN GRAX
			Captain Picard, at last. We've
			been trying to reach you for two
			days.

					PICARD
			Our communications were blocked
			by the nebula, Reittan. Is there
			a problem?

					REITTAN GRAX
			I'm afraid so, Captain. Lwaxana,
			Deanna and Commander Riker have
			disappeared.

	On Picard's reaction...

									CUT TO:

36   OMITTED

37   INT. FERENGI LAB

	Lwaxana has been "oo-moxing" Tog into a deeper alpha
	state and he's now on the verge of sleep.

   STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/27/90 - ACT THREE   36.

37   CONTINUED:

					TOG
			I knew I wanted you the moment
			I saw you... you have fulfilled
			all my expectations.

					LWAXANA
			How sweet.

					TOG
				(sleepily)
			Farek thought it was a bad idea...
			but I knew better...

					LWAXANA
			How clever.

					TOG
			I knew best... I always know
			best...

					LWAXANA
				(to herself)
			How repugnant.

					TOG
				(didn't catch it)
			What?

					LWAXANA
			I said, "how romantic." I can't
			resist a man who knows what he
			wants... and goes after it.

					TOG
			That's me. And that's why I'm
			Daimon of this ship... I take
			charge of every situation.
				(demonstrating; a
				 command)
			More to the left, woman.

					LWAXANA
			Whatever you say...

	Lwaxana obediently favors Tog's left ear. Tog happily
	drifts off again.

					LWAXANA (cont'd)
			My darling, would you like
			something to drink?

   STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/27/90 - ACT THREE   36A.

37   CONTINUED: (2)

					TOG
				(murmuring, half-asleep)
			You're so attentive.

					LWAXANA
			Does your food synthesizer know
			how to make an Arcturian Fizz?

					TOG
			I don't think so...

					LWAXANA
			They have certain pleasure-enhancing
			qualities.

					TOG
				(sounds good)
			Mmmm...

					LWAXANA
			Let me teach the computer how to
			make one.
				(a beat)
			I'll need your access code...

   STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT THREE   37.

37   CONTINUED: (2)

	Tog's practically in Ferengi lala land, about to slip
	into slumber. Dreamily:

					TOG
			Yes, beloved... Computer -- access
			code Keh-ee Yoor-ee Dah-teh-ee
			--

					FAREK (O.S.)
			Tog! Be silent!

	Lwaxana, startled, turns to see --

38   NEW ANGLE

	An angry Farek is standing in the doorway.

					FAREK
			I knew you were not to be trusted.

					LWAXANA
			Doctor Farek! I was... going to
			make Daimon Tog a drink...

					FAREK
			Save your lies for this fool...

	Farek indicates Tog, who's slowly regaining alertness.

					LWAXANA
			Daimon Tog, he's misunderstood...
			Don't listen to him.

					FAREK
				(to Tog)
			No -- you've misunderstood.
			You've been tricked by a sly
			female who finds you repulsive.

					TOG
			She was only trying to serve...

					FAREK
			You almost gave her complete
			access to the ship's computer...
				(pointed)
			... a security breach severe enough
			to cost you your command!

   STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT THREE   38.

38   CONTINUED:

	Tog falls silent, realizing Farek's got him by the
	short hairs.

					FAREK (cont'd)
			It's time you took my advice.
			Let me study her.

					TOG
			Study her? Your mind probes could
			kill her.

					FAREK
				(unconcerned)
			You brought her aboard for her
			telepathic powers. If I can
			determine what neural
			configuration gives her those
			powers, we may be able to
			duplicate them. We could still
			profit from this.

					TOG
			I don't know...

					FAREK
			A true Daimon would not be blinded
			by lust. Give her to me or I will
			be forced to report your
			transgression.

	Tog is devastated. His darling may have betrayed him,
	and now he's locked in a power struggle with his first
	officer. Rather weakly he agrees.

					TOG
			Very well... take her.

	On Lwaxana's reaction:

									FADE OUT.

                       END OF ACT THREE                         

        STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/23/90 - ACT FOUR        39.

                           ACT FOUR                             

	FADE IN:

39   EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)

	In orbit around Betazed.

40
thru	OMITTED
42

43   EXT. BETAZED CLEARING

	Worf and three supernumeraries are inspecting the scene
	with tricorders.

44   NEW ANGLE

	to include Reittan Grax.

					REITTAN GRAX
			I wish I had some answers for you,
			Lieutenant Worf.

					WORF
			Mister Homn was no help?

					REITTAN GRAX
			None. He last saw them as he was
			leaving this clearing. When he
			returned, all three of them were
			gone.

	Data returns, holding the bunch of wilted flowers we
	saw earlier.

					DATA
			Lieutenant Foley found these in
			the pond. The species is Zan
			Periculi. It is not indigenous to
			Betazed, but to Lappa IV... a
			Ferengi world.

        STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/20/90 - ACT FOUR        40.

44A  INT. CAPTAIN'S READY ROOM

	Picard, Geordi, Data, and Worf. The flowers are on the
	Captain's desk.

					PICARD
			We now have a reasonable
			hypothesis as to whom.

					WORF
			The difficult question is where.

					GEORDI
			The Ferengi ship is almost as fast
			as the Enterprise... she could
			be just about anywhere by now.

	Picard considers for a beat.

					PICARD
			Commander Riker will assume that
			we'll be searching for them...
			he'll find some way to send us
			a message.
				(a beat)
			Mister Worf, I want continual
			monitoring of all Ferengi subspace
			frequencies. Mister La Forge,
			can you extend our sensor range?

					GEORDI
				(thinking)
			If I narrow the band and tie in
			long-range sensors to the subspace
			scanners, I can boost the gain...

					PICARD
			Make it so.

					DATA
			Do you wish to leave orbit?

					PICARD
			Not until we have someplace to
			go.

45   EXT. SPACE - THE KRAYTON (OPTICAL)

	travelling at warp speed.

        STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT FOUR       40A.

46   INT. HOLDING TANK (OPTICAL)

	As before: Nibor unconscious on the floor, Riker
	working at the computer terminal, Troi looking on.

        STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/20/90 - ACT FOUR        41.

46   CONTINUED:

					RIKER
				(shakes his head)
			I've tried everything I know...
			and it's no use. Without Tog's
			security code, I can't get near
			the communication system.

					TROI
			We're running out of time...
			Farek's about to begin the neural
			scan on mother.

	Riker's doing everything he can at the computer
	terminal.

					RIKER
				(thinking)
			Maybe I'm going about this the
			wrong way. If I pick a minor
			subsystem... something non-essential...

	Riker works the console, brings up a control schematic.

					RIKER (cont'd)
			Like this... the warp field phase
			adjustment. All this does is
			suppress the subspace
			interference generated by the
			warp engines.

					TROI
			Meaning what?

					RIKER
			Meaning if I set up a simple
			oscillation, I can send out a
			signal.
				(studying schematic)
			The trick is to create a message
			that the Enterprise will
			understand... but that the Ferengi
			will think is just normal
			subspace static.

	Riker punches in a complex set of computer
	instructions. Troi flinches at a sudden pain. Riker
	notices.

        STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT FOUR       41A.

46   CONTINUED: (2)

					RIKER (cont'd)
			What's wrong?

					TROI
			Mother...

46A  INT. FERENGI LAB (OPTICAL)

	Lwaxana on the Ferengi operating table. A strange
	device is probing the Betazoid's mind. Lwaxana is
	writhing in agony. A monitor shows the woman's brain,
	changes in color indicating the manipulations Farek is
	putting her through.

    STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/20/90 - ACT FOUR 42-42A.       

46B  INT. HOLDING TANK (OPTICAL)

	Riker holding Troi. She is really suffering, but
	trying to be a good soldier and handle it.

					TROI
			Will...
				(again a cry of pain
				 quickly suppressed)
			... we've got to help her...

	Riker makes a decision, picks up Nibor's phaser.

					RIKER
			Come on.

	Riker and Troi EXIT.

47   EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)

	orbiting Betazed.

48   INT. MAIN BRIDGE (OPTICAL)

	A flurry of activity. Data at Science One; Geordi at
	Engineering; Wesley assisting Geordi; Worf at Tactical.
	Supernumeraries are at other stations. They are
	examining all possible information to discover where
	the Ferengi have taken their hostages.

					GEORDI
				(to Wesley)
			Thanks for the help, but you'd
			better get aboard the Bradbury
			-- they were ready to leave orbit
			an hour ago.

					WESLEY
				(nods)
			Soon as we're sure this works...

					GEORDI
				(to Picard)
			Initiating scans now, sir.

	We HEAR a succession of CODED RADIO SIGNALS -- all
	weak, scrambled, unintelligible, and covered with
	layers of HISS, rhythmic POPS, and STATIC. Each
	scanned sample lasts about five seconds.

        STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT FOUR        43.

48   CONTINUED:

					PICARD
			Can we locate the Krayton?

	Data and Wesley work at Science One.

					DATA
			Ferengi transmissions are
			routinely scrambled and encoded,
			sir. Without breaking the code,
			we will be unable to identify any
			specific Ferengi vessel.

					GEORDI
				(as he works)
			And Ferengi codes are damn near
			impossible to break...

					PICARD
			Gentlemen, I have the utmost
			confidence in your ability to
			perform the impossible.

	Geordi, Wesley, and Data keep working as the various
	scanned SIGNALS continue. One signal contains a
	particular pattern of rhythmic POPPING that catches
	Wesley's attention for a moment -- though Wesley can't
	put his finger on why. Then another SIGNAL in the scan
	replaces it.

					WORF
			Captain, the Bradbury is hailing
			us. They can no longer delay
			their departure.

	Picard turns to Wesley.

					PICARD
			Mister Crusher -- now. We have
			no time for lengthy farewells.
			Good luck.

					WESLEY
			Thank you, sir.

	Wesley would like to say goodbye to everyone else, but
	there's no more time. He takes one last look around
	the Bridge as the rest of the Bridge crew resumes their
	tasks:

        STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT FOUR       43A.

48   CONTINUED: (2)

					DATA
			The repetitive nature of the
			subcarrier pattern would imply
			a modified Greenlaw-Huffman
			encoding scheme...

					GEORDI
			Okay, I'll reverse-engineer the
			algorithm using a Pileggi
			sequence...

	Wesley EXITS into the Turbolift. The doors close.

        STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/16/90 - ACT FOUR        44.

49   INT. TRANSPORTER ROOM

	An n.d. crewmember is at the Transporter console.
	Beverly is near the pad, waiting with a travel case.
	Wesley ENTERS, his manner thoughtful and preoccupied.
	Beverly smiles proudly.

					BEVERLY
			Wesley... take care.

					WESLEY
			You too, Mom.

	Beverly gives him a farewell hug. Wesley smiles at
	her... but he just can't get his train of thought away
	from the problem on the Bridge. Lost in thought,
	Wesley steps onto the pad.

					BEVERLY
			Something the matter?

					WESLEY
			We've been scanning Ferengi
			transmissions, trying to find
			the Krayton. One of the signals
			was... I don't know... familiar
			somehow...

					BEVERLY
			Something in the message?

					WESLEY
			No -- the message was scrambled...
				(suddenly it clicks)
			It was the static.

	Wesley steps off the pad, heads for the door.

        STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/16/90 - ACT FOUR        45.

49   CONTINUED:

					BEVERLY
			Where are you going?

	Too late; Wesley's already EXITED. On Beverly's
	expression:

									FADE OUT.

                        END OF ACT FOUR                         

        STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT FIVE        46.

                           ACT FIVE                             

	FADE IN:

50   EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)

	orbiting Betazed.

51   INT. MAIN BRIDGE

	Picard, Data, Worf, Geordi, supernumeraries.

					WORF
			Sir, the Bradbury informs us they
			can wait no longer for Mister
			Crusher to come aboard.

	Picard is surprised, but before he can respond, Wesley
	ENTERS from the Turbolift. Everyone reacts.

					WESLEY
			Captain, I think there's a pattern
			to the subspace interference I
			heard on one of the Ferengi
			messages.

					PICARD
			Wesley, unless you leave
			immediately, you'll miss --

	Wesley nods -- he knows what he's doing -- and
	continues:

					WESLEY
			The interference itself could be
			a message. If I could just hear
			a replay of the subspace scans...

	Picard studies Wesley, nods.

					PICARD
				(to Worf)
			Signal the Bradbury they may
			depart.
				(to Data)
			Play back the Ferengi
			transmissions...

        STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/20/90 - ACT FIVE        47.

51   CONTINUED:

	We HEAR the various CODED RADIO SIGNALS as before.
	Wesley listens intently until he hears the SIGNAL with
	the pattern of INTERFERENCE POPPING that caught his
	attention before.

					WESLEY
			Wait -- repeat that one. Put it
			on a continuous replay.

	Data does so. The SIGNAL keeps playing.

					WESLEY (cont'd)
			Hear that popping noise? Data,
			can you filter out everything but
			that sound?

	Data works the console. We now HEAR only the rhythmic
	POPPING. Now that it's isolated, it's easier to
	identify --

					GEORDI
			That's Cochrane distortion... a
			fluctuation in the phase of the
			subspace field. All warp engines
			generate that kind of
			interference.

					WESLEY
			But listen to the pattern... it's
			the Algolian ceremonial rhythm
			the musician was playing at the
			reception.

					DATA
			Mister Crusher is correct, sir.
			There is a temporal correlation.

					PICARD
			Then it is a signal from Commander
			Riker.
				(with admiration)
			Ingenious. He selected a signal
			we'd recognize... but one the
			Ferengi would dismiss as static.

	Wesley moves to Conn, relieves the crewman there.
	Worf's been working the Tactical console under all
	this, now reports:

					WORF
			Signal source located, Captain.

    STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT FIVE 47A-48.       

51   CONTINUED: (2)

					PICARD
			Plot an intercept course.

	Wesley's already punching it in at the helm.

					WESLEY
			Course plotted and laid in, sir.

					PICARD
			Well done, Mister Crusher. Warp
			Eight.

					WESLEY
			Aye, sir.

					PICARD
			Engage.

52   OMITTED

53   INT. FERENGI LAB (OPTICAL)

	Lwaxana Troi is restrained on a biobed. Farek is
	making adjustments to his mind probe. Riker and Troi
	ENTER.

	Riker FIRES a single shot, destroying the probe. Farek
	and Lwaxana react. Riker gestures with the phaser.

					RIKER
			Get away from her.

	Farek moves quickly to obey. Troi crosses to her
	mother, and unfastens the restraints. The stress of
	her ordeal shows on her face as Lwaxana sits up.

	Tog ENTERS, from behind Riker. He too holds a phaser.

					TOG
			Standoff, Commander.

	Riker whirls to face this new threat.

        STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT FIVE        49.

53   CONTINUED:

					LWAXANA
			Tog, can't we strike a bargain?
			All I'm concerned about is my
			daughter's safety... what happens
			to me isn't important.

					TOG
			What are you suggesting?

	She sees an opening and takes full advantage.

					LWAXANA
			Let me be candid, Daimon Tog.
			Deanna is of no use to you. She's
			only half Betazoid. And if you
			keep Riker, Starfleet will never
			stop searching for you.

	Tog nods judiciously -- "go on."

					LWAXANA (cont'd)
			If you release them, I'll stay
			with you willingly... and use my
			telepathy to aid you in your
			negotiations.

	Tog is wavering. Lwaxana clinches the deal:

					LWAXANA (cont'd)
			I will also show you some of my
			other exotic skills...

	Lwaxana does a strutting dance for Tog.

					TOG
			A tempting offer. I would like
			to believe you.

	She extends a hand.

					LWAXANA
			The offer is genuine. I give you
			my word as a Daughter of the Fifth
			House of Betazed.

					RIKER
			Lwaxana, don't.

        STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/27/90 - ACT FIVE       49A.

53   CONTINUED: (2)

					LWAXANA
			I've made up my mind.

					RIKER
			I can't let you do this...

					LWAXANA
			William, I'm a grown woman. I
			can make my own decisions, and
			I'm fully capable of entering into
			a contract.

					TROI
			Mother -- we can't just leave you
			here --

	Lwaxana turns to Troi, silences her with a look and
	a thought:

					LWAXANA (TELEPATHIC V.O.)
			Yes, you can -- before he changes
			his mind.
				(then, smiling)
			Please, Little One. Do as I
			say... just this once...

	Lwaxana turns back to Tog before Troi can reply:

					LWAXANA
			Do we have an agreement?

	Tog nods. Th deal is done.

					TOG
			You have my word. I will release
			your daughter and the Commander.

        STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT FIVE        50.

53   CONTINUED: (3)

	Tog holsters his phaser; he's reached a bargain. He
	shrugs, and moves to Lwaxana's side. She smiles.

					LWAXANA
			Oo-mox is only the beginning...

54
thru	OMITTED
56

57   NEW ANGLE

	as Riker and Troi react. Farek is frankly disgusted.

        STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT FIVE        51.

57   CONTINUED:

					FERENGI CREWMAN (V.O.)
			Daimon -- we are being hailed by
			the Enterprise -- they demand the
			return of the captives --

	Reactions. Farek panics, but Tog is calm.

					FAREK
			The Enterprise has found us --

					TOG
				(cutting Farek off)
			Slow to impulse... raise
			shields. Inform the Enterprise
			that two of our guests are ready
			to return. The other will be
			staying with us -- at her request.

					FAREK
			Daimon, I must protest --

					TOG
			There is nothing to protest.
			Lwaxana will cooperate...
			therefore we have gained what we
			set out to gain.

					FAREK
			But you cannot trust her --

					TOG
				(firm)
			Lwaxana has given her word. Now
			leave us.

58   EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE AND THE KRAYTON (OPTICAL)

	motionless relative to one another.

        STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT FIVE        52.

59
thru	OMITTED
60

61   INT. MAIN BRIDGE (OPTICAL)

	Riker and Troi BEAM IN (FERENGI TRANSPORTER EFFECT).
	The viewscreen shows the Krayton.

					PICARD
			You're both all right?

					RIKER
			None the worse for wear.

					TROI
			My mother bought our freedom,
			Captain. But believe me, she
			doesn't want to stay with Tog.

					PICARD
				(to Worf)
			Hail the Krayton.

					WORF
				(works the panel)
			Sir, Daimon Tog responding.

	On the screen, the image of the Krayton is replaced
	by Tog.

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        STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT FIVE        53.

61   CONTINUED:

					TOG
			Captain Picard, so good of you
			to meet us. We were on our way
			to Betazed to return our guests.

					PICARD
			Of course you were. But you're
			still holding Lwaxana Troi.

	Lwaxana suddenly ENTERS FRAME next to Tog.

					LWAXANA
			When will you get it through your
			thick head that it's over between
			us, Jean-Luc?

	Picard reacts to this bizarre statement. Troi suddenly
	smiles, she sees where her mother's going. Troi
	indicates to Worf to mute the transmission.

					TROI
			I think I know what she's doing.
			You must fight to get her back,
			Captain.

	Bluffing a Ferengi on behalf of Lwaxana Troi? Picard
	shakes his head -- why me? But it might work, so
	Picard bites the bullet, turns to the Main Viewer:

					PICARD
			It's not over, Lwaxana. You're
			mine and I refuse to let you go.
			Return to my side immediately.

					LWAXANA
				(hopeful)
			You mean... you still care?

	Words fail Picard. He searches his memory for
	something -- anything -- to say, finally hits upon
	Shakespeare:

					PICARD
			"My love is a fever, longing still
			For that which longer nurseth the disease."

	Reactions all around.

					LWAXANA
				(melting)
			Tell me more...

        STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT FIVE       53A.

61   CONTINUED: (2)

					PICARD
			"In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes,
			For they in thee a thousand errors note;
			But 'tis my heart that loves what they despise;
			Who in despite of view is pleas'd to dote."

	Under this:

					TOG
				(to Lwaxana)
			You didn't tell me that you and
			Captain Picard were --

					LWAXANA
				(interrupting Tog)
			You said you didn't want to hear
			about all my romances.
				(to Picard)
			I have a new love, Jean-Luc. And
			you can't keep killing all my
			lovers. That simply has to stop.

					TOG
			Killing?

					LWAXANA
			He's insanely jealous.

        STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/19/90 - ACT FIVE        54.

61   CONTINUED: (3)

					PICARD
			Listen, Tog, no one possesses
			Lwaxana but me. And if I have
			to destroy your ship in the
			process, so be it.

					TOG
			Captain, I had no idea Lwaxana
			was your woman.

					LWAXANA
				(to Tog)
			Don't let him threaten you. You
			can defeat him.
				(to Picard)
			The only way you'll get me back
			is over Tog's dead body!

					PICARD
			That can be arranged. Mister
			Worf, arm all phaser banks and
			photon torpedoes. If my beloved
			is not in my arms in ten seconds,
			throw everything you've got at
			the Krayton.

					TOG
			But you'll destroy Lwaxana!

					PICARD
				(shrugs)
			'Tis better to have loved and lost
			than never to have loved at all...
			Eight, seven...

					TOG
			No, wait!

					PICARD
			Six... five...

					TOG
				(hits companel)
			Beam her to their Bridge... now!

					PICARD
			Three... two...

	And Lwaxana MATERIALIZES on the Bridge. Playing her
	part in the charade, she rushes to Picard, throws her
	arms around him.

        STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/20/90 - ACT FIVE        55.

61   CONTINUED: (4)

					LWAXANA
			You wonderfully jealous fool.

					TOG
			I trust there will be no further
			action taken against us?

					PICARD
			Such as reporting this incident
			to your superiors who may question
			your competency as Daimon? I'll
			think about it.
				(to Worf)
			Screen off.

	And Picard cuts the communication. He looks to Lwaxana
	-- "charade's over." Lwaxana, however, doesn't let
	go.

					LWAXANA
				(amorously)
			Thank you, Jean-Luc. You were
			most convincing.
				(purring)
			You certainly convinced me...

	Picard has some difficulty extricating himself from
	Lwaxana's arms.

					PICARD
			Mrs. Troi, I'm truly grateful that
			you risked your life for my...
				(breaks free)
			...people. I'll have you home
			within hours.

					LWAXANA
			Really, that isn't necessary,
			Captain...
				(provocatively)
			I'd love to hear more of that
			poetry...

					PICARD
			Perhaps another time. Mister
			Crusher, set course for Betazed.
				(glancing at Lwaxana)
			Warp Nine.

	Lwaxana turns to Troi:

        STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/20/90 - ACT FIVE       55A.

61   CONTINUED: (5)

					LWAXANA (TELEPATHIC V.O.)
			There's so much to talk about,
			Little One... such as your future.
			Reittan Grax was telling me the
			other day that he has the nicest
			nephew...

	Deanna gives her a look of "Oh Lord, here we go again."

62   EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)

	streaking at top speed for Betazed.

        STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/20/90 - ACT FIVE        56.

63   OMITTED

64   INT. READY ROOM (OPTICAL)

	Picard is reading something on his PADD as Wesley
	enters.

					WESLEY
			You asked to see me, Captain?

	Picard barely looks up.

					PICARD
			I've been in touch with Admiral
			Hahn at Starfleet Academy.

	Wesley's expression turns hopeful. Maybe there's still
	a chance somehow...

        STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/20/90 - ACT FIVE        57.

64   CONTINUED:

					PICARD (cont'd)
			The Admiral regrets your missing
			the oral examination and hopes
			you'll reapply next year.

	Wesley hides his disappointment. No loopholes here.

					WESLEY
			I understand, sir.
				(a beat)
			I do intend to reapply.

	Picard nods -- good.

					PICARD
			In the interim... the Academy's
			loss is our gain. I'm gratified
			the Enterprise will continue to
			benefit from your talents for
			another year.

					WESLEY
			Thank you, Captain.

	Picard returns his attention to the PADD. Wesley
	stands, waits to be dismissed. Nothing. Wesley's
	beginning to feel awkward. Finally:

					WESLEY (cont'd)
			Is that all, sir?

					PICARD
			There is one more thing.

	Picard looks up.

					PICARD (cont'd)
			For some time now I have been
			contemplating a certain action.
			Your conduct today has convinced
			me to take that action.

	Wesley stands mute, wondering if he's in trouble.

					PICARD (cont'd)
			I've reviewed your service record
			thoroughly... and I've decided
			upon the appropriate course.

	Is there a twinkle in Picard's eye?

        STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/20/90 - ACT FIVE       57A.

64   CONTINUED: (2)

					PICARD (cont'd)
			I am granting you a field
			promotion to full Ensign.

	Wesley's face lights up. Before Wesley can speak:

					PICARD (cont'd)
			Congratulations.
				(a beat)
			You're dismissed.

									CUT TO:

        STAR TREK: "Menage a Troi" - REV. 3/16/90 - ACT FIVE        58.

65   EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE (OPTICAL)

	orbiting Betazed.

66   INT. MAIN BRIDGE

	Picard, Riker, Troi, Worf, Data, Geordi, Beverly are
	all here. N.D. Crewmember at Conn.

					WORF
			Lwaxana Troi has beamed down to
			Betazed, Captain.

	Wesley ENTERS, now in the crimson Starfleet uniform
	of an Ensign, and takes his station.

					PICARD
				(to Worf)
			Notify Starfleet we are en route
			to the Xanthras system for our
			rendezvous with the Zapata.

					WORF
			Aye, sir.

					PICARD
			Ensign Crusher, take us out of
			orbit and set course for Xanthras
			Three, Warp Factor Six.

					WESLEY
			Aye, sir.
				(works the helm)
			Course set.

					PICARD
			Engage.

	Beverly looks proudly over at Wesley, who takes a
	moment to relish his new status. Yes! This is going
	to be all right!

									FADE OUT.

                        END OF ACT FIVE                         

                            THE END                             



