Fourth Season - Episode 093

THE NTH DEGREE

Stardate: 44704.2 - 44705.3
Rating: 9 Humour: - Action: + Tension: + Romance: -

Alternate Titles: Work: "TO THE NTH DEGREE"
German: "DIE REISE INS UNGEWISSE"

Written By: Menosky, Joe
Director: Legato, Robert
Executive: Berman, Rick
Piller, Michael
Roddenberry, Gene
Supervisor: Taylor, Jeri
Producer: Livingston, David
Co-Producer: Lauritson, Peter

Cast

Captain Jean-Luc Picard: Patrick Stewart
Cmd. William T. Riker: Jonathan Frakes
Lt.Cmd. Geordi LaForge: LeVar Burton
Lt. Worf: Michael Dorn
Doctor Beverly Crusher: Cheryl Gates McFadden
Counselor Deanna Troi: Marina Sirtis
Lt.Cmd. Data: Brent Spiner
Einstein: Jim Norton
Lt. Linda Larson: Kay E. Kuter
Cyntherian: Saxon Trainor
Ensign Anaya: Page Leong
Lt. Barcley: Dwight Schultz
Ens. Brower: David Coburn

Plot

Lt. Barclay who in "HOLLOW PURSUITS" was seen to be an introspective, shy crewman with difficulties in dealing with reality. A brief encounter with an alien device turns Barclay into a near-superbeing with confidence in his own superiority and a low regard for his fellow crewman. In the holodeck, Barclay builds a device which enables him to interface with the computer to take control of the Enterprise and hijacking it to an unknown and uncharted part of space.

Goofs

  • In the holodeck scene where Troi attempts to talk Barclay out of the neural net device he has concocted, the holodeck doors don't close properly. A section of light is visible for a minute or more at about waist level.

Quotes

Beverly: "Worf, I have an opening in my workshop."

Troi: "You've made tremendous progress."
Barclay: "I, uh, I, I guess."
Troi: "Don't you think so?"
Barclay: "Well, I just feel more comfortable, uh, playing somebody else. And maybe all of this, is, is, is not any better than, eh, escaping in, into a Holodeck fantasy."
Troi: "I disagree. This isn't fantasy, it's theatre. You used to withdraw onto the Holodeck. You isolated yourself inside your own imagination avoiding contact with real people. Look at yourself now. Look at all the other people you're with. You're not just acting, you're interacting.

Troi: "Give yourself some credit, Mister Barclay."
Barclay: "Maybe...you're right."

Picard: "Captain's Log, Stardate 44704.2. We have arrived at the Argus Array, a remote subspace telescope at the very edge of Federation space. The unmanned structure mysteriously stopped relaying its data nearly two months ago."

Barclay: "Commander..."
LaForge: "Yeah, Reg?"
Barclay: "Thanks for uh, assigning me to this mission."
LaForge: "Don't mention it. You're one of my top engineers, it's about time you got in on some of the interesting stuff."

LaForge: "This...this is why I'm in Starfleet."

Picard: "Captain's Log, Supplemental. An intense energy surge from the alien probe has severely disabled the shuttle's onboard computer. The Away Team has been transported directly to Sickbay, where Lieutenant Barclay remains under observation."

Barclay: "You shouldn't have to wait too long for the results."
Beverly: "What do you mean?"
Barclay: "Couldn't you use a global mode in your scanner? It would be a lot faster."
Beverly: "That's not possible. We're talking about human cells here, not isolinear circuits. I think you'd better stick to Engineering, Lieutenant."
Barclay: "A cell has an electromagnetic signature, just as a circuit element does. Theoretically, it should work, with just a few adjustments. I could set it up for you if you like."

Picard: "I'm willing to entertain suggestions."

Barclay: "Lieutenant Barclay to Captain Picard, you can fire photon torpedoes, maximum yield, full spread."
Riker: "We're too close."
Barclay: "I'm certain the shields will hold."

LaForge: "I don't know how he did it, but shield strength has been increased by three-hundred percent! That should be enough, Captain."

Picard: "Thank you, Mister Barclay."
Barclay: "You're welcome, Captain. Barclay out."

Barclay: "I'm sorry if I overstepped my authority."
LaForge: "Don't mention it."

Picard: "Captain's Log, Stardate 44705.3. The Enterprise has destroyed the alien probe, but now we are left with the difficult task of repairing the Argus Telescope. Failure to do so would represent an incalculable scientific loss."

Riker: "Mister Barclay, everyone is still trying to figure out exactly how you did it."
Barclay: "Well, it just occurred to me that I could set up a frequency harmonic between the deflector and the shield grid, using the warp-field generator as a power-flow anti-attainguator, and that of course, naturally created an amplification of the inherent energy output."
Riker: "Uh-huh, I see that."

Data: "A standard isolation procedure would be advisable."
LaForge: "I agree. We'll cut off each reactor from the damaged control system, and repair them one-by-one."
Riker: "How long will that take?"
LaForge: "Two to three weeks, at least."
Picard: "All right, Mister LaForge."
Barclay: "I don't agree."

Barclay: "We could repair all of the reactors, simultaneously, instead of 'one-by-one'."
Picard: "'Simultaneously'? All eighteen?"
Barclay: "Yes."
LaForge: "But the Argus computer is inoperable"
Barclay: "Not entirely. The core memory is still intact. We could program a completely new control system."

Data: "An interesting suggestion, Lieutenant. However, that approach would require more time than our original plan. At least seven weeks."
Barclay: "I could have it ready for you in two days."
Riker: "What?"
Barclay: [To LaForge] "If you could assist me in the morning, Commander."
LaForge: "Sure, Reg."

Beverly: "That was a real improvement!"
Barclay: "Same time? Day after tomorrow?"
Beverly: "'Same time'."

Troi: "Reg? May I join you?"
Barclay: "Of course, please. Sit down, Counselor."
Troi: "Hard at work."
Barclay: "I'm getting prepared for tomorrow's meeting in Engineering. We're planning our repair strategy."
Troi: "I really enjoyed the scene you just performed."
Barclay: "Hmm. You're a very forgiving audience."
Troi: "Not at all. I thought you were brilliant."

Troi: "You've changed."
Barclay: "Is that a professional opinion?"
Troi: "Yes, pure observation."

Troi: "I'm proud of you, Reg. I'm glad for you too."

Troi: "I'd better be going."
Barclay: "Must you?"
Troi: I think so."
Barclay: "Wouldn't you like to take a walk with me...to the Arboretum? The Zamenes should be in bloom."
Troi: "Reg, as your former counselor, I don't think it would be appropriate."
Barclay: "I don't need a counselor. What I need is the company of a charming, intelligent woman."
Troi: "Good night."

Einstein: "G, Sub-I, J, of T, as T approaches infinity. Hmm?"
Barclay: "G, of T, over G-Lot."
Einstein: "Thirty? So it is! So it is!"
Barclay: "But I still don't see how you're going to incorporate quantum principle into general relativity, without guessing the cosmological constant a lot more than you're doing here."
Einstein: "But if you increase the value, as you suggest, then you face the possibility of twenty-six dimensions instead of ten."
Barclay: "I don't think I could deal with that."
Einstein: "I certainly could not. [Laughs]
Barclay: "If the semi-set curved into the subatomic, the infinities might cancel each other out!"
Einstein: "Good Scott! They just might!"

LaForge: "What was that all about?"
Barclay: "I had some ideas late last night. I needed to consult with the computer about some quantum-electrodynamic calculatons. A Holodeck-Einstein program seemed like the best way. I guess I went a little overboard!"
LaForge: "'A little'? Most of the stuff on that blackboard was way out of my league. And yours too."
Barclay: "Not really. I just hadn't thought along those lines before. It's all really pretty evident now, and if you were to put your mind to it, I suppose--"

LaForge: "Reg, ever since our run-in with that probe something's different about you."
Barclay: "What? Because I'm beginning to behave like the rest of the crew? With confidence in what I'm doing?"
LaForge: "You just spent the entire night arguing grand unification theories with Albert Einstein!"

LaForge: "Reg, something's wrong with you. And we can't ignore that."
Barclay: "Yes, but I've finally become the person I've always wanted to be. Do we have to ask why?"
LaForge: "Yeah, I think we do."

Beverly: "I couldn't even *guess* at your I.Q. level now."
Barclay: "Probably somewhere between twelve-hundred and fourteen-fifty."

Beverly: "Lieutenant, you could very well be the most advanced human being who has ever lived."

LaForge: "What's he done? I mean, we're talking about locking a man up for being too smart."

Picard: "Has Mister Barclay done anything that could be considered...potentially threatening?"
Troi: "Well, he did make a pass at me last night...a good one!"
LaForge: "I'd hardly consider that a threat."
Troi: "No, but it's certainly unusual behavior for Barclay."

Beverly: "There's something else, Captain. He taught violin technique at the music school last night."
Riker: "I didn't know Barclay played the violin."
Beverly: "He didn't. Not until last night."

Picard: "Until he does something more...menacing, I see no reason why we should prevent him from continuing his work."

Riker: "You said he made a pass at you, but you failed to mention whether he was successful or not."
Troi: [Just smiles]
Riker: [Looks at Beverly]
Beverly: [Just smiles]

Barclay: "Computer, begin new program. Create as follows, workstation here. Now, create a standard alpha-numeric console positioned for the left hand. Now, an iconic-display console positioned for the right hand. Tie both consoles into the Enterprise main computer core utilizing neural scan interface."
Computer: "There is no such device on file."
Barclay: "No problem. Here's how you build it."

Picard: "Computer, respond."
Barclay: "I am responding, sir. I'm sorry if I caused you any alarm. It was necessary in order to secure the array."

Riker: "Barclay! Barclay? What's going on? Barclay!"
Barclay: "Yes, Commander, it's me."

Barclay: "I'm sorry, Captain. I was only trying to help."

Barclay: "Our computer was too slow to compensate for the overload on the array, so I created an interface that communicated my thoughts directly to the central processing unit."
Riker: "Exactly what does that mean?"

Picard: "Mister Barclay, remove yourself from the computer system. Leave the Holodeck."
Barclay: "I'm afraid I can't do that, sir."

Barclay: "My primary and cerebral functions are now operating almost entirely from within the computer. They have expanded to such a degree that it would be impossible to return to the confines of my human brain. Any attempt to do so would mean my death."

LaForge: "That's it. I've disconnected the audio and visual pickups. We can talk without being monitored by the computer."
Worf: "By Barclay."

LaForge: "It is almost impossible to tell where Barclay ends and the computer begins."

Riker: "How do we get him out of there?"
LaForge: "We don't. Not without killing him."

Picard: "This is an intolerable situation. I have no wish to harm him, but I cannot allow Mister Barclay to continue to act as the computer. I don't care how smart he is."

Picard: "Make it so."

LaForge: "How're you doing?"
Barclay: "I wish I could convey to you what it's like for me now...what I've become."
LaForge: "Yeah? Try."
Barclay: "I can conceive almost infinite possibilites and can fully explore each of them in a nanosecond! I perceive the universe as a single equation and it is so simple!"

Barclay: "I understand."
LaForge: "You 'understand'?"
Barclay: "Everything!"

LaForge: "Well, do you understand how this happened to you?"
Barclay: "I believe it is a gift, that I have been chosen to fulfill a great promise."
LaForge: "Uh-huh."

Barclay: "Do you suppose this has changed the way people think about me?"
LaForge: "Well, to tell you the truth, Reg, we don't know what to think."
Barclay: "I have been concerned about that, but soon everyone will be able to understand what I can do for humanity!"
LaForge: "What do you mean?"
Barclay: "We have always perceived that the maximum speed of the Enterprise was a function of warp. But I know now, there are no limits. We will explore new worlds that we could never before have reached in our own lifetime. I will take us to them."

Picard: "Mister Barclay, this is a direct order. Discontinue whatever it is you're doing."
Barclay: "I really would rather now, sir."

Barclay: "Hello, Deanna."
Troi: "Reg..."
Barclay: "I'm sorry we can't take that walk at the Arboretum."
Troi: "So am I."

Troi: "Reg, you've frightened all of us. I'm sure that wasn't your intent."
Barclay: "Young children are sometimes frightened of the world. That doesn't mean that their parents should let them stay in their cribs."
Troi: "Are we children to you now?"
Barclay: "I can see so much more now than you are capable of. You should trust that."

Barclay: "Deanna, I've always wanted to earn your respect."
Troi: "You've got it...from all of us."

Troi: "We don't need any more convincing. Please, obey the captain's orders. Stop whatever it is you're doing."
Barclay: "You must trust me."
Troi: "How can we trust an officer who doesn't follow orders?"
Barclay: "Trust me."

Troi: "The captain will do everything in his power to stop you."

Barclay: "Commander..."
LaForge: "What?"
Barclay: "You're too late."

Worf: "Sir, we're going in."

Picard: "Disconnect Mister Barclay from the computer."
Worf: "Aye, Captain."

Barclay: "I want you to know, Lieutenant Worf, that I understand your duty in this matter..."
Worf: "Phasers, maximum setting."
Barclay: "...and that I will in no way take your actions personally."

Data: "We are experiencing a quantum-level oscillation delay."

Cytherian: "...Electrochemical stimulus response, cranial plate, bipedal locomotion, endoskeletal...contiguous external antigument! Hmm."

Picard: "I'm Captain Jean-Luc Picard, of the Federation Starship Enterprise."
Cytherian: "Hierarchical collective command structure!"
Picard: "Who are you?"
Cytherian: "Interrogative!"
Picard: "I am 'interrogative', yes!"

Picard: "And I would appreciate an explantion."
Barclay: "I think I can help you with that, Captain."
Riker: "Mister Barclay! I thought it would be fatal if you left the Holodeck."
Barclay: "The Cytherians have reintegrated me, sir."
Cytherian: "'Cytherians', mmm-hmm."

Picard: "What do you want of us?"
Cytherian: "The same as you...as one."
Picard: "Mister Barclay..."
Barclay: "You're both on the same mission, Captain."
Picard: "'Mission'?"
Barclay: "Yes, sir. The Cytherians are exploring the galaxy, just as we are. The only difference is that they never leave their home. They bring others here. Their only wish, an exchange of knowledge. They want to know us!"

Picard: "Captain's Log, Stardate 44721.9. After ten days in the company of the Cytherians, the Enterprise has been safely returned to Federation space. We bring back knowledge of their race that will take our scholars decades to examine. Lieutenant Barclay is apparently no worse for his experience."

Troi: "So how much do you remember?"
Barclay: "I, I, I remember doing everything. I just don't remember how or why!"

Troi: "How do you feel now?"
Barclay: "Smaller."

LaForge: "Just plain old Barclay, huh?"
Barclay: "It always seems to come back to that, doesn't it?"

Troi: "You know, almost everyone has a moment in their lives when they exceed their own limits, achieve what seems to be impossible."
LaForge: "The tricky part is what happens afterwards."
Troi: "You almost always feel a sense of loss. But it is possible to carry something of that experience through the rest of your life in ways that you're not even aware of now."
Barclay: "I, uh, I think I know what you're saying."

LaForge: "Either way, Reg, you're an important part of this crew. In fact, I could really use your help with that Level Three Diagnostic."
Barclay: "Sure."
Troi: "Excuse me, Commander, but um, I believe Mister Barclay and I have a date scheduled, for a walk in the Arboretum?"
LaForge: "The diagnostic can wait. I'll see you later."

Barclay: "You really, you really don't have to do that."
Troi: "I know."

Barclay: "May I? Checkmate in nine moves."
Troi: "I didn't know you played chess."
Barclay: "I don't."

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