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PICARD
                                            The com-link? No...

                                                        BOOTHBY

                                            I thought you might need to call someone...
                                            Picard shakes his head, moves Duffy to the
                                            Victrola...


                                                         PICARD
                                            Look at this, Duf... this is how they listened
                                            to music in the mid-20th century...


                                                          DUFFY
                                                 (to Boothby)
                                            An acoustic phase discriminator would give
                                            you more accurate sound, wouldn’t it...?


                                                        BOOTHBY
                                            I don’t want more accurate sound. Four
                                            centuries... and they still haven’t come up
                                            with anything that sounds as good as vinyl.


                    Picard smiles, puts on a new record. Boothby moves across the room to a comlink...



                                                          DUFFY
                                                 (sotto, sarcastic)
                                            You’re right. He’s a great guy.
                                            I love him.


                                                        BOOTHBY
                                                 (holding up the comlink)
                                            You sure you don’t need to call anyone...?


                    Picard looks at him curiously... Boothby shrugs, puts it down. The new record begins...


                                                    NAT KING COLE

                                            “And now the purple dust of twilight time...
                                            steals across the meadows of my heart...”








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