ices around here... I<br>
    could boil these roots and make a<br>
    nice broth for us...</p>
  <p> Picard's attention stays focused on the power cell.</p>
  <p> PICARD<br>
    Sounds delightful...</p>
  <p> He keeps working. Anna pulls out a ROOT and begins to<br>
    peel it with a small knife. She keeps looking at him,<br>
    thoughtful...</p>
  <p> ANNA<br>
    Jean-Luc... if we ever do get out<br>
    of here... will you promise to<br>
    show me this starship of yours...<br>
    this