Captain's log, stardate 45761.3. In an effort to bring an end to their
centuries-long war, Krios and Valt Minor have agreed to a Ceremony of
Reconciliation, to be held aboard the Enterprise at a point midway
between their two systems.
PICARD: I apologise for the delay in our arrival,
Ambassador Briam. We had to stop at Harod Four to pick up a group of
BRIAM: Please, Captain, we are grateful that the Federation has taken
as much interest as it has in this matter.
PICARD: Was Commander La Forge able to provide you with the special
cargo handling provisions you requested?
BRIAM: Indeed he was. However, until we reach the rendezvous with the
Valtese, may I ask that the cargo bay be declared off-limits to all but
the most essential personnel?
PICARD: I trust, Ambassador, that this cargo is in no way dangerous?
BRIAM: Oh, no, nothing of the sort. I'm cautious because it's quite
fragile, and quite irreplaceable.
RIKER [OC]: Bridge to Captain Picard.
PICARD: Go ahead.
RIKER [OC]: Captain, we've just picked up a distress call from a
PICARD: Set a course to intercept.
RIKER [OC]: Aye, sir.
BRIAM: Captain, the timing of our ceremony with Alrik is critical. It
cannot be delayed.
PICARD: We'll be at the rendezvous on schedule, don't worry. Excuse me.
DATA: The Ferengi report their containment field is
WORF: Within visual range, Captain.
PICARD: On screen.
DATA: Their reactor core is unstable, Captain.
PICARD: How many on board?
DATA: Two, sir.
RIKER: Bridge to transporter room three. Boost your output and lock on
to the two Ferengi on board the shuttle.
RIKER [OC]: We may need to attempt a long range
CREWWOMAN: Standing by.
(there's an explosion on the shuttle)
OFFICER: Got them, sir.
(one of whom - Lenor - is Max Grodenchik, practising to play Quark's
idiot brother, Rom)
RIKER: Mister Worf, escort our Ferengi guests to
quarters. Not too close to mine.
WORF: Unless you can arrange your own transport,
you will have to remain on the Enterprise until we complete our
QOL: That will not be a problem.
LENOR: We are in no hurry.
QOL: We look forward to enjoying the comforts of your fine ship.
QOL: Quite acceptable. Not what we're used to, you
understand, but it will do.
LENOR: Perhaps your captain would care to invite us to join him for
dinner this evening?
WORF: The captain dines alone.
QOL: A pity. That was too easy.
LAFORGE: We've been working from your drawings,
Ambassador. I hope we're in the ballpark.
BRIAM: Ball park?
PICARD: That's an old human expression. Mister LaForge hopes that we've
got close to achieving what you wanted.
LAFORGE: Computer, run holodeck programme Krios One.
COMPUTER: Enter when ready.
[Holodeck - Temple]
(stonework, a raised altar platform, a central
BRIAM: Astonishing. It is the ancient Temple of Akadar. It is this
temple that bonds Krios and Valt, gentlemen. Two brothers ruled a vast
empire from this site until they were torn apart by their love for an
extraordinary woman. This is where the wars began. And this is where
they shall end.
(Qol sneaks in to view the giant golden glowing egg
supported by three golden beams of light.)
[Holodeck - Temple]
BRIAM: There are some details to be added, of
PICARD: Commander La Forge will be entirely at your disposal,
LAFORGE: Just let me know what you need.
BRIAM: Yes, of course. I must consult several of the historical volumes
I brought with me, so perhaps we can reconvene later.
LENOR: Excuse me! Excuse me! Is it true? Is a Kriosian ambassador
aboard this vessel?
BRIAM: Yes. Can I help you?
PICARD: The Ambassador's very busy.
LENOR: Ah, do you schedule his appointments?
PICARD: I'm the Captain of the ship. What is it you want?
LENOR: Allow me to present myself. Par Lenor of the Ferengi Trade
Mission. We are pleased to hear, Ambassador, that you have at last
negotiated peace with the Valtese, Ambassador. Peace is good for trade,
unless you happen to be an arms merchant.
PICARD: Excuse us.
LENOR: Arms merchant!
(Qol is rolling barrels near the egg, then he
climbs on the rickety pile to get a closer look)
LENOR: in return for the exclusive rights to
transport all Kriosian products to the Valt system.
PICARD: May I suggest that you arrange to meet at another time, after
BRIAM: Perhaps that would be best.
LENOR: But, but
(Briam and Picard enter a turbolift as Geordi hustles Lenor away)
LAFORGE: Listen, have you had a chance to see the dolphins yet?
PICARD: Deck seven. Picard to Worf.
WORF [OC]: Worf here, Captain.
PICARD: Lieutenant, one of the Ferengi just waylaid Ambassador Briam. I
need you to keep them on a tight leash.
PICARD [OC]: I don't want them disrupting this
WORF: Aye, sir. Security to cargo bay one.
WORF: One of the Ferengi.
RIKER: Riker to Captain Picard.
(Qol is on his perch, scanning the glowing egg when
Worf and his team enter)
WORF: What are you doing?
(Qol looses his balance and falls, knocking a small barrel into the
'legs' of the egg. It falls in extreme slow motion and the golden glow
QOL: This is a misunderstanding. I was looking for a barbershop.
Apparently I made an incorrect turn and
(Picard, Briam and Riker enter)
PICARD: Mister Worf?
RIKER: Get him out of here. Confine them both to their quarters. Put a
guard on their door.
(Worf, Qol and security leave)
PICARD: What is happening?
(the egg finally vanishes and a beautiful woman remains. She stands up
gracefully, smiles and walks straight to Picard)
KAMALA: I am for you, Alrik of Valt.
BRIAM: No, Kamala. This is not Alrik. This is Captain Jean-Luc Picard
of the Federation Starship Enterprise.
KAMALA: That explains why you don't look at all like your holographs. I
apologise, Captain. As an empath, I could sense your authority. I
assumed you were Chancellor Alrik.
PICARD: I'm afraid I require an explanation, Ambassador.
KAMALA: As do I, Ambassador. Why have I been brought out of stasis
BRIAM: It was an accident. This is quite complicated. Perhaps you and I
KAMALA: It is not complicated at all, Briam, and the Captain has no
tolerance for prevarication. I'm a gift, to Alrik of Valt.
RIKER: You mean you're using this ship to transport a sentient being as
BRIAM: Not as property, as a gift, and I was concerned that you might
not entirely understand.
PICARD: Your concern was justified, Ambassador.
KAMALA: You're angry. Why?
PICARD: There is a provision in the Federation Constitution that
protects an individual's fundamental rights. Now once you were brought
aboard this ship
KAMALA: You're coming to my rescue. What a kind and generous purpose.
But Captain, I do not need to be rescued.
BRIAM: Kamala is the key to peace between our two worlds.
KAMALA: In our history there's a woman known as Garuth, who was loved
by the brothers Krios and Valt with such passion that an empire fell.
BRIAM: And the wars began when Krios kidnapped Garuth and took her to
KAMALA: Like her, I'm an empathic metamorph. The first female metamorph
born in my world for over a hundred years.
PICARD: A metamorph?
KAMALA: A mutant. A biological curiosity, if you will. With the ability
to sense what a potential mate wants, what he needs, what gives him the
greatest pleasure and then to become that for him.
RIKER: You mean you change according to whatever man you're with?
KAMALA: Until I reach the stage of bonding, when I must imprint upon
myself the requirements of one man, to serve as his perfect partner in
BRIAM: You see, male metamorphs are somewhat common, but females are
born only once in seven generations. So obviously they are greatly
sought after as mates.
RIKER: Which explains the Ferengi's interest.
BRIAM: This mating to Alrik was arranged sine her birth by the leaders
of both worlds, in the hopes of restoring peace.
PICARD: You do this of your own accord?
KAMALA: It is my sole purpose in life.
PICARD: Commander Riker, escort her to quarters. There's no need for
you to travel in the cargo bay.
BRIAM: Kamala, remain in your room. I will speak to you shortly.
RIKER: Why were you in stasis?
KAMALA: Metamorphs have a long and complex sexual maturing process. I
am in the Finiis'ral, the third and final stage. It can be an
uncomfortable transition Not only for me, but for the men around me.
RIKER: In what way?
KAMALA: My body is producing an unusually elevated level of what you
would call pheromones. The effect can be quite provocative. Perhaps you
RIKER: Ah, unfortunately, I'm not an empath.
KAMALA: Oh, I think you are more empathic than you admit. At least when
it comes to women.
RIKER: I think you have me at a disadvantage.
RIKER: This is the comm. panel, the replicator. You
can lower the lights on a verbal command. If you have any questions you
can just ask the computer,
RIKER: I'm beginning to sense the elevated pheromones you were
KAMALA: You were curious, weren't you?
RIKER: Curious isn't exactly how I'd describe it.
KAMALA: Do you know what's remarkable about empathic metamorphs?
RIKER: You mean there's something even more remarkable about you?
KAMALA: We learn so quickly what stimulates a man, that the second
time's even better than the first.
(she initiates another long, long, kiss)
RIKER: Listen. This has been educational but I make it a policy never
to open another man's gift.
KAMALA: I know my role in history, Commander. But it's going to be a
RIKER: It certainly is. We'll try to make you as comfortable as
RIKER: Riker to bridge. If you need me, I'll be in
(at breakfast, over croissant and fruit juice)
CRUSHER: How can you simply deliver her like a courier into a life of
PICARD: Beverly! Arranged marriages have been the basis of political
alliances in many cultures, including our own.
CRUSHER: I'm surprised at you.
PICARD: She knows exactly what she's doing.
CRUSHER: She has been conditioned since the day she was born to believe
it's perfectly acceptable to exist only to please men.
PICARD: She was born to do this.
CRUSHER: And bred by those people to seal a treaty with a seductive
coup de grace.
PICARD: All right, fine, good, let's throw the Prime Directive to the
winds. Let's detain her against her will. Let's destroy any chance of
peace between these worlds. Let's interfere in their society, their
CRUSHER: That slave trader who calls himself an ambassador, he has
confined her to her quarters. She is a virtual prisoner in there.
PICARD: I didn't know that.
CRUSHER: Well, it is your ship. Maybe there are a few things you should
find out about.
PICARD: I'll talk to her about it.
CRUSHER: Good. Lovely breakfast.
KAMALA: Come in.
(the door opens and Picard stands there)
KAMALA: Captain Picard, what a delightful surprise. Come in.
PICARD: Thank you. Are you comfortable?
KAMALA: Reasonably, under the circumstances.
PICARD: It has been brought to my attention that you have been told to
remain in here.
KAMALA: That's true, I'm afraid.
PICARD: Against your wishes.
KAMALA: At the request of the Ambassador, who believes I might be
disruptive to your crew.
PICARD: The performance of my crew is none of the Ambassador's
KAMALA: You care about my well being. Thank you, Captain.
PICARD: I care about, I care about what happens on board my ship.
KAMALA: Yes, I know. This ship's very important to you, isn't it?
PICARD: Oh, yes. Oh, yes, it is.
KAMALA: Are all captains' lives so solitary? Or just yours?
PICARD: Don't do this, this, this you do with men.
KAMALA: I'm afraid my premature emergence from stasis has left me a
little vulnerable to the desires I sense from men.
Nevertheless, this is who I am, Captain. You might as well ask a Vulcan
to forgo logic, or a Klingon to be nonviolent. I
cannot change, and I don't want to until the time has come for me to
bond with my permanent mate. Why does it bother you?
PICARD: Frankly, it's difficult for me, for many of us, to easily
accept that a sentient being can live only to be what someone else
wants them to be.
KAMALA: But that's what gives a metamorph pleasure.
PICARD: But what about your wishes, your needs?
KAMALA: They are fulfilled by what I give to others.
PICARD: And what about when there are no others, when you are alone?
KAMALA: I'm incomplete. What curious questions, Captain.
PICARD: Under the circumstances, I thought that it would help if I
learned more about you.
KAMALA: But you know me better than you realise. I am independent,
forceful, brilliant, and adventurous. Exactly as you would have me be,
PICARD: I will speak to the Ambassador about easing your restrictions.
KAMALA: Thank you, Captain.
Captain's log, stardate 45766.1. We have reached
the designated coordinates for the conference and await the arrival of
[Holodeck - Temple]
(Briam is playing a form of xylophone, or trying
BRIAM: I forbid it.
PICARD: Forbid it?
BRIAM: It's too dangerous, Captain. She must remain in her quarters.
PICARD: You cannot confine her against her will. Not on board this
ship, Ambassador. She is requesting some freedom of movement and I
intend to give it to her.
BRIAM: She is still in the Finiis'ral, the height of her sexual allure,
Captain. Every man on the ship will be fighting over her.
PICARD: Not every man.
KAMALA: A chaperone?
DATA: I would be pleased to escort you around the ship.
KAMALA: But I was hoping we might spend more time together, Captain.
PICARD: I shall busy making arrangements for the conference.
KAMALA: I'm very knowledgeable about Valt. I could be helpful.
PICARD: I think that you should enjoy the hospitality of the ship.
Mister Data here will see to your every comfort. If you will excuse me.
DATA: Your empathic powers do not perceive anything
because as an android, I have no emotions.
KAMALA: I can understand why Captain Picard chose you to be my
(as predicted, all male eyes turn to Kamala, and
she loves it)
RIKER: (to Worf) I'll check in with you later.
MINER 1: Excuse me, but I'm absolutely certain that we met once at
KAMALA: I've never been to Paloris Colony.
MINER 1: Neither have I. Why don't we find out what else we have in
DATA: Extremely rude behaviour.
KAMALA: He's just being playful.
DATA: Perhaps you would care for something to drink?
KAMALA: What are you all having, boys?
MINER 2: Aldorian Ale's our drink.
KAMALA: Then, it's mine too.
DATA: There do not seem to be enough waiters on duty.
MINER 3: I believe they're having a minor problem with the replicator.
MINER 2: They could use a hand, Commander.
DATA: Excuse me. I believe I will stay.
KAMALA: Mister Data's protecting me tonight.
MINER 2: Protecting you? From what?
KAMALA: From you, I guess. I told the Captain not to worry, I just want
to have a good time like anybody else.
MINER 1: Come on down to deck seven, we'll show you a good time
MINER 2: Get rid of the android. We'll have some fun.
WORF: Is there a problem here?
MINER 1: No, sir.
MINER 2: No problem.
MINER 3: Tell him, lady.
DATA: Thank you, Lieutenant. The crowd seemed a bit too ebullient for
comfort. Perhaps you would enjoy a quiet visit to the arboretum.
(Data leads Kamala away, then she turns and growls. Data hauls her out
of the room before Worf growls back and then catches himself)
KAMALA: Perhaps the ambassador is right. Perhaps I
should remain in my quarters.
PICARD: I have confidence in the self-control of my crew, Kamala, but
there are guests and civilians on board.
KAMALA: I understand. I will volunteer to stay in my quarters under one
condition. That you will visit me. There it is again.
KAMALA: The wall you put between us.
PICARD: Kamala, you are one day away from an arranged mating. Why would
you want me to visit you in your quarters?
KAMALA: I said a visit. I didn't ask you to make love to me.
(she picks up one of his artefacts and sits in his chair)
KAMALA: Ventanan thimble. Early Lapeongical period, isn't it?
PICARD: Yes, it is.
KAMALA: Have you seen the Ventanan woven art recovered from the fourth
PICARD: Woven art? Recovered intact?
KAMALA: They say the colours are remarkably vibrant for their age.
PICARD: I've read about them for years, but they were so delicate no
one expected to find any preserved. How do you know about them?
KAMALA: I stay informed on a wide variety of subjects. After all, one
never knows when the conversation might turn to Ventanan archeology or
to the dark woman of raven brows and mournful eyes in Shakespeare's
sonnets. Or to the gardens of Les Eyries near the village where you
PICARD: Your empathic powers told you all this about me?
KAMALA: Not quite that much. Mister Data helped a little.
PICARD: I see.
KAMALA: My empathic powers can only sense a man of deep passion, and
conviction. So controlled. So disciplined. I am simply curious to know
what lies beneath.
PICARD: Nothing. Nothing lies beneath. I'm really quite dull. I fall
asleep each night with an old book in my hands.
KAMALA: When a metamorph finds you interesting, do not take it lightly.
PICARD: Oh, I'm not taking it lightly. I'm just trying to be as dull as
KAMALA: Will you visit me?
PICARD: It would be inappropriate.
KAMALA: Is that a yes or a no?
PICARD: I'm sorry.
KAMALA: Even the walls of Jericho fell, Captain.
PICARD: Why are you doing this, Kamala?
KAMALA: There can be only one reason. Because some part of you wants me
(Briam walks in, with coins in his hand)
BRIAM: What is the meaning of this?
LENOR: Ah, I see you got our message.
BRIAM: Is this some sort of bribe? I am not amused.
QOL: No, Ambassador. Your attitude is quite understandable.
LENOR: This is just a sample.
QOL: The bribe is ten thousand more.
LENOR: Ludugial gold. The purest in the galaxy.
QOL: We know the lifestyle of a Kriosian Ambassador is far from
LENOR: You deserve to live a life of luxury.
BRIAM: How dare you suggest
(He throws the coins on the floor)
QOL: Our money! What? You drive a hard bargain.
LENOR: Twenty thousand, but not an ingot more.
QOL: We must have the metamorph.
LENOR: She is the answer to a Ferengi prayer.
QOL: We have a ship waiting to rendezvous with us in three hours. We
can all transport off together.
BRIAM: Thank you for sharing that information. I shall pass on along to
LENOR: You can't do that.
BRIAM: Let go of me.
(The pair haul Briam away from the door and he is thrown into a glass
table, which of course shatters)
Captain's log, supplemental. The Ferengi have been
dispatched via shuttle to Starbase one one seven. What charges will
be brought against them depends on whether or not Ambassador Briam
CRUSHER: We've been able to stabilise his
condition. If we're lucky he'll regain consciousness in a few days. Set
up level one cranio-sacral display.
MEDIC [OC]: Yes, Doctor.
PICARD: I'll advise the Valtese delegation that the conference will
have to be postponed.
KAMALA: That won't be possible. My ability to imprint on a mate will
only last a matter of hours after the completion of the Finiis'ral. If
I hadn't been removed from stasis prematurely, a delay might have
been possible. But now, I will have to bond with Alrik within two days.
PICARD: But there are points in the negotiations that Briam still has
KAMALA: You are familiar with the issues.
PICARD: Familiar, yes, but I can't represent your peoples' interests.
KAMALA: You can represent the interests of peace. My people will agree,
I'm certain of it.
PICARD: But there are customs and rituals of which I have no experience
KAMALA: I told you, I'm extremely knowledgeable about Valt. I will help
[Holodeck - Temple]
(Kamala is showing Picard how to play the
KAMALA: Torze qua.
(he plays the chords and notes)
KAMALA: That's right.
PICARD: I'm reminded of piano lessons when I was a child. Preparing for
some dreaded recital.
KAMALA: You still play?
PICARD: No. I regret that I gave it up. It used to please my mother.
But I didn't like performing in front of an audience.
PICARD: No. Just not very good.
KAMALA: Thank you. For letting down your guard, if only for a moment.
PICARD: You will have to help me in the pronunciation of this scroll.
KAMALA: What is it about me you fear?
KAMALA: Do you find me unattractive?
PICARD: I find you unavailable.
KAMALA: I'm being terribly selfish. I apologise. We have something in
common, Captain. When I was a child, I took music lessons, too.
PICARD: Really? What instrument?
KAMALA: All of them.
PICARD: The entire orchestra?
KAMALA: Plus a few Valtese horns that sound like braying Targhee
Moonbeasts. They are said to soothe the nerves of Valtese men. My
mother never even heard me play. I was taken from her when I was four
and sequestered in a royal village where I was prepared to fulfill my
PICARD: It sounds as if it were a very lonely time for you.
KAMALA: On the contrary, I had servants and tutors at my side
constantly. You once asked me what I'm like when I'm alone. I've never
been. There was always somebody there to educate me in literature,
history, art, sex. But I have been alone on this journey, and I've
found myself thinking about all the curious questions you asked. You
wanted to know who I am. And as I continue to ask myself, the only
answer that comes to me is, I am for you, Alrik of Valt. Because that's
the truth. In a day, I will bond with a man I've never met. and I will
turn myself into what he wants me to be, for the rest of my life.
PICARD: I also once asked you if you were doing this of your own
KAMALA: I'm honoured to be chosen to serve my people as an emissary of
peace. But I find it ironic on the eve of this ceremony, which I have
spent my entire life preparing for, that I should meet a man like you.
RIKER [OC]: Riker to Picard.
PICARD: Go ahead, Number One.
RIKER [OC]: The Valtese ship has arrived. Chancellor Alrik is ready to
(a wiry man with a shock of red hair is there. He
comes across as a man not really interested in women)
ALRIK: Captain Picard.
PICARD: Chancellor Alrik. Welcome aboard the Enterprise.
ALRIK: Your First Officer has described the details of the incident
with the Ferengis. How is the Ambassador?
PICARD: He has not regained consciousness.
ALRIK: A tragedy. Your willingness to assist is appreciated by both our
PICARD: I', doing my best, although I'm finding some of the rituals
ALRIK: Rituals. I am more concerned about the remaining provisions of
the treaty. The proposed trade agreements are not
acceptable. We still must review the uncommitted territories as well as
discuss the schedule for exchange of technology.
PICARD: The Kriosians have authorised me to make several compromises
favourable to your position.
ALRIK: Good. Tomorrow, then.
PICARD: Briam has supervised a reproduction of the ancient Temple of
Akadar on our holodeck.
ALRIK: Such a sentimental people, these Kriosians. It's hard to believe
we have a common ancestry.
ALRIK: I suppose they've sent the metamorph.
PICARD: Kamala? Yes. She's looking forward to meeting you.
ALRIK: I'm sure she'll be satisfactory. Between you and me, Captain, I
am far more interested in the trade agreements.
KAMALA: So tell me quickly. What is he like?
PICARD: First impressions? He's a thoughtful man. Informed.
KAMALA: Did he ask about me?
KAMALA: What did you tell him?
PICARD: That you were looking forward to meeting him.
KAMALA: When am I to be presented?
PICARD: It'll be the first order of business tomorrow. At ten.
KAMALA: Would you like some tea?
PICARD: Thank you, but I should prepare for the ceremony.
KAMALA: Let me help you with pronunciations.
PICARD: I think I can muddle my way through.
KAMALA: Please don't leave. Talk to me. I love the sound of your voice.
I'll turn out the lights and just listen. I don't want to be alone.
PICARD: The lights stay on.
KAMALA: Earl Grey Tea. Hot.
PICARD: Did you learn that from Commander Data as well? I shall have to
have a talk with him.
PICARD: Now that I know that you're listening to my voice, I find that
I can't think of anything to say.
KAMALA: A starship captain must encounter all sorts of lifeforms. Am I
one of the most unique you've ever met? Please say yes.
KAMALA: What a nice thing to say.
(she strokes his smooth bald pate)
PICARD: Kamala, have I not done everything possible to discourage this?
KAMALA: Maybe that's the perfect way to attract a metamorph.
PICARD: I don't want to use you as other men do.
KAMALA: But you're not other men. You could never use me. That's the
very reason why I'm with you tonight.
PICARD: I should go. And you have an appointment tomorrow morning
KAMALA: Light years away.
(Beverly pours the hot beverage)
CRUSHER: Quiet this morning.
PICARD: I'm sorry.
CRUSHER: For your thoughts. Penny for your thoughts.
PICARD: Do you have one?
CRUSHER: I'm sure the replicator will have one on file.
PICARD: Beverly, may I take off the uniform for a moment?
PICARD: I need to talk to a friend.
CRUSHER: Of course.
PICARD: Actually, it's all your fault.
PICARD: You insisted I look into her situation.
CRUSHER: The metamorph?
PICARD: The metamorph. Kamala. I've spent quite a lot of time with her
the past few days, and you're right about several things, but, Beverly,
her entire existence has been orchestrated for this moment and she
intends to go through with it to help her people end the war.
CRUSHER: And you're saying there's nothing you can do about it?
PICARD: It isn't that simple. I barely know who she is, and who she is
changes the moment the next man
comes into the room. And I find myself hoping that the next
man won't come in. But, of
course, he does, and in a few hours, the ceremony will begin and she
will mate with a man who cares more about trade agreements than he
cares about her. And I can't help thinking how she will be with him.
How she will change to accommodate him.
CRUSHER: I wish I knew how I could help.
PICARD: Perhaps I just needed a shoulder.
CRUSHER: Oh, it's there for you, Jean-Luc. It always has been.
KAMALA: Come in.
(Picard is there in his dress uniform, she's in her wedding dress)
KAMALA: Is it time?
KAMALA: Do you have any questions about the ceremony?
KAMALA: I will never truly love him.
PICARD: You've not even met him.
KAMALA: It no longer matters. I wish I could convey to you what it's
like to be a metamorph. To feel the inner strength of someone. To
realise that being with him is opening your mind and heart to endless
new possibilities. To hear yourself say, I like myself when I'm with
KAMALA: For a metamorph there's no greater pleasure and no greater wish
than to bond with that kind of mate at the end of the Finiis'ral, as
I've bonded with you.
PICARD: With me?
KAMALA: Who I am today, I will be forever.
DATA [OC]: Data to Captain Picard.
PICARD: Not now, Data.
DATA [OC]: But sir, Chancellor Alrik is waiting to receive you in
PICARD: Acknowledged. You can't go through with the ceremony.
KAMALA: Would you ask me to stay and ask two armies to keep fighting?
Having bonded with you, I've learned the meaning of duty. He'll never
know. I'm still empathic. I will be able to please him. I only hope he
[Holodeck - Temple]
(Picard leads Kamala down the steps and hands her
KAMALA: I am for you, Alrik of Valt.
(and the newly-weds kiss gently)
BRIAM: Your service to both our peoples is greatly
PICARD: Your preparations made the negotiations simple, Ambassador, and
Kamala was able to guide me through the rituals.
BRIAM: I have to admit, I'm curious.
BRIAM: I was chosen for this mission for a very simple reason. I'm two
hundred years old. The temptations of a beautiful metamorph do not
easily reach me. And yet I would be lying if I were to claim, that even
at my age, they do not reach me at all. But you, you worked with her,
side by side for days. How could you resist her?
PICARD: Ambassador, have a safe trip home.