A<br>
    Sir, the purpose of this gathering<br>
    has eluded me.</p>
  <p> PICARD<br>
    Oh? How so?</p>
  <p> DATA<br>
    My thoughts are not for Tasha,<br>
    but for myself. I keep thinking<br>
    how empty it will feel without<br>
    her presence. I missed the point.</p>
  <p> PICARD<br>
    No, you didn't, Data. You got<br>
    it.</p>
  <p> Picard TURNS AND WALKS OFF. WE PULL BACK, leaving Data<br>
    alone.</p>
  <p> FADE OUT.</p>
  <p> END OF ACT FIVE <br>
    THE END </p>
