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It is not a child!
Is that not the goal of every parent, sir?
of how they related to each other.
- It's not like Data to be so secretive. - And cautious.
say hello to Counselor Deanna Troi.
I still do.
Admiral, that is a fine argument.
I do hope it doesn't fall out from under you.
a new life out of his own being. To me, that suggests a child.
on logic, aesthetics, metaphysics and epistemology.
- Would you like to see? - Yes. Yes, of course, Data.
Lal is progressing very slowly but is not deterred by early setbacks.
I have completed assembly of the replicated anatomy.
- Father. - Yes, Lal? I am here.
I share in her experience,
about their procreation, captain.
I would relocate to Galor IV.
I learned today that humans like to hold hands.
Admiral Haftel.
He has expressed a concern for her environment.
I require your advice, as a successful parent.
I wanna show it to you.
I am functioning within normal parameters.
She already has access to the sum of human knowledge from me.
You are scared, aren't you?
I thought you were sent here to form an opinion,
These are the voyages of the starship Enterprise.
Which is why we started her out with the older children.
Yes, Father?
except to remind you that you are incomplete?
Oh, she spills a few drinks every now and then,
to show you several thousand composites I have programmed.
Mr Data, Will you Take your Position?
See, Lal, the admiral is concerned that you need more guidance
You do not speak with respect.
Something is terribly wrong with Lal.
Data,
We all have enormous admiration
in return for all that Starfleet has given me.
first I went back to my own childhood
I think the other children were a little intimidated by him.
She at least has you.
to see her that way, but he does.
If he wishes to call Lal his child, then who are we to argue?
I will feel it for both of us.
But Lal couldn't understand the nuances
Hello, Counselor Deanna Troi.
Space, the final frontier.
- Smell. - Yes.