Star Trek: The Next Generation (TV Series)

In Theory (1991)

Michele Scarabelli: Lt. Jenna D'Sora

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• Lt. Jenna D'Sora : The Book of Love, chapter 4, paragraph 17: when your girlfriend arrives with a gift, stop whatever it is you're doing and give her your undivided attention.

  Lt. Cmdr. Data : I should not have resumed my painting?

  Lt. Jenna D'Sora : No.

  Lt. Cmdr. Data : Despite your suggestion that I continue?

  Lt. Jenna D'Sora : Exactly.

  Lt. Cmdr. Data : I have much to learn.

• Lt. Jenna D'Sora : This is all part of a program?

  Lt. Cmdr. Data : Yes. One which I have just created for romantic relationships.

  Lt. Jenna D'Sora : So I'm, erm... I'm just a small variable in one of your new computational environments?

  Lt. Cmdr. Data : You are much more than that, Jenna. I have written a subroutine specifically for you - a program within the program. I have devoted a considerable share of my internal resources to its development.

  Lt. Jenna D'Sora : Data... that's the nicest thing anybody's ever said to me.

• Lt. Jenna D'Sora : Data... sometimes people blindly make the same mistake again and again.

  Lt. Cmdr. Data : Are you currently experiencing this phenomenon?

  Lt. Jenna D'Sora : I didn't see it until today. I got out of a relationship with an unemotional man. And I got right back into another one - with... with a man who's... absolutely incapable of emotion.

  Lt. Cmdr. Data : Hm... There does appear to be a recurring motif.

• Lt. Jenna D'Sora : Why don't you go back to your painting? Oh, I really mean it this time!

• Lt. Cmdr. Data : Jenna - are we no longer... a couple?

  Lt. Jenna D'Sora : No, we're not.

  Lt. Cmdr. Data : Then I will delete the appropriate program.

• Lt. Jenna D'Sora : [reminiscing about the past]  Those times were really special... I wish we were back there now, you and I.

  Lt. Cmdr. Data : The unidirectional nature of the time continuum makes that an unlikely possibility.

  Lt. Jenna D'Sora : [nonplussed, then laughs]  That's what I love about you, Data. You make me laugh.

• Lt. Jenna D'Sora : [chatting to the O'Briens about Data]  He came over to my quarters the other day to give me a music lesson, and he said the funniest thing.

  Lt. Jenna D'Sora : [to Data]  How did you put it? About, erm, about the mess?

  Lt. Cmdr. Data : I believe I observed that you seem to have an aversion to orderliness.

• [Jenna visits Data in his quarters with a sculpture as a gift] 

  Lt. Cmdr. Data : You have often expressed dissatisfaction with the spartan nature of my quarters. Is this an attempt at embellishment?

  Lt. Jenna D'Sora : The cat's out of the bag.

  Lt. Cmdr. Data : [looking around for his cat]  Spot?

  Lt. Jenna D'Sora : No, I mean I... you've caught me in the act.

• Lt. Jenna D'Sora : Kiss me.

  [Data obliges] 

  Lt. Jenna D'Sora : What were you just thinking?

  Lt. Cmdr. Data : In that particular moment, I was reconfiguring the warp field parameters, analyzing the collected works of Charles Dickens, calculating the maximum pressure I could safely apply to your lips, considering a new food supplement for Sp-ot...

  Lt. Jenna D'Sora : I'm glad I was in there somewhere.

• Lt. Jenna D'Sora : [to Data]  "But you give me so much. You spend time with me when I'm lonely. You encourage me when I'm down. No man has ever been kinder to me. Those are the things that matter."

• Lt. Cmdr. Data : [after the "quarrel" with Jenna]  In my study of interpersonal dynamics, I have found that conflict, followed by emotional release, often strengthens the connection between two people.

  Lt. Jenna D'Sora : But... there's something so forced and artificial about the way you're doing it, Data. It's just not the real you.

  Lt. Cmdr. Data : With regard to romantic relationships, there is no real me.

• Lt. Jenna D'Sora : You silver-tongued devil!

• Lt. Jenna D'Sora : As close as we are, I... I don't really matter to you. Not really. Nothing I can say or do will ever make you happy or, or sad... or touch you in any way.

  Lt. Cmdr. Data : That is a valid projection. It is apparent that my reach has exceeded my grasp in this particular area. I am, perhaps, not nearly so human as I aspire to become.

• Lt. Cmdr. Data : [Jenna has given Data a glass abstract sculpture as a gift]  You have always mentioned that my quarters are spartan. Is this an attempt to make it less Spartan?

  Lt. Jenna D'Sora : [smiling]  The cat's out of bag!

  Lt. Cmdr. Data : [looking around for Spot, the cat]  Spot?

• Keiko O'Brien : [Keiko and Miles are talking to Jenna and Data at Ten Forward]  For the first five weeks after we were married, Miles would dump his socks on the floor and I would pick them up. Then, I realized that I would cleaning his socks for the rest of my life! So, I stopped. I thought, he would get the message and take care of it himself. Well... a day goes by... two... a week... ten days! By now, the pile of socks was about a meter high!

  Chief Miles O'Brien : It was *not* a meter high!

  Keiko O'Brien : I couldn't take it any more, I scooped the pile up and dumped it into the cleaning processor... and I am still doing it!

  Chief Miles O'Brien : [admiringly]  And a good job she does of it, too.

  [Keiko playfully pushes Miles and they laugh] 

  Lt. Jenna D'Sora : Oh, Keiko, you sound so much like Data! Just the other day, during music practice he said to me...

  [to Data] 

  Lt. Jenna D'Sora : What was it you said... about the mess?

  Lt. Cmdr. Data : I said that you seemed to have an aversion to orderliness.

  [Miles and Keiko laugh] 

  Lt. Jenna D'Sora : [lovingly wrapping her arm around Data's arm]  So, he gallantly offered to help me straighten it up.

  Lt. Cmdr. Data : [deadpanned]  And a good job I did of it too.

  [Data winks; Miles, Keiko laugh, while a smiling and laughing Jenna places her head on Data's shoulder] 

• [after talking to Data in the torpedo bay] 

  Lt. Jenna D'Sora : I better be going... with your permission, Commander.

  Lt. Cmdr. Data : Permission granted.

  [Jenna is about to leave, when she stops and goes up to Data. She kisses Data on the cheek. Data looks at her, surprised] 

  Lt. Jenna D'Sora : I don't know if you are aware of this, but you are very handsome.

  [Jenna places her fingertips underneath Data's chin, so he is looking up at her. She gives Data a passionate kiss on the lips] 

  Lt. Jenna D'Sora : I'll see you tomorrow...

  Lt. Cmdr. Data : [Jenna leaves. Data looks on with a pensive and intrigued, even androidishly love-stricken expression]