(soft music)
- Ah, thank you.
- [Officer] Admiral.
(tense music)
- [Picard] I received a distress call from Beverly Crusher.
(crowd chattering)
- [Beverly] We are being hunted.
- [Picard] Who is it out there?
- [Beverly] I don't know.
(lighting cracks)
- We must run.
- From what?
(spaceship rumbles)
- How very precise with your timing, Jean-Luc Picard.
Fire!
(weapons blasting)
(Vadic laughs)
(tense music)
- You should know that I now prefer pacifism to combat.
- We're all gonna die.
(dramatic music)
- [Musiker] They are blind to something big.
- It will be what it always was.
Attempts on your life.
(gun blasts)
- Worf and Riker!
- You brought them into this too?
- I was once like her. Irrational. Violent.
- La Forge, gun it! Stay inside!
- [La Forge] Aye sir.
- There's a darkness on this ship.
All consuming darkness.
(speaking foreign language)
- Everything that makes you you.
- We will scorch the earth under which he stand
and the night will brighten with the ash of the Federation!
But first, we will have vengeance.
- Fire everything we've got!
(machine whirring)
- Greetings....
old friends.
(gun cocks)
(Star Trek theme music)
(alarm wailing)
- Lore!
(dramatic music)