- [Blake is under treatment after witnessing a massacre]
- Dr. Havant:Reality is a dangerous concept. Each one of us interprets it in a slightly different way. Every sense impression is filtered by the brain and altered, sometimes just a little, sometimes completely, to fit our individual model of what the world is about. If that model should be challenged...
- Roj Blake:[chanting over and over to himself] I am *not* insane. I am *not* insane...
- Dr. Havant:No. You must put that thought completely out of your mind. You've had a shock.
- Roj Blake:[stops chanting] Yes.
- Dr. Havant:We must work together to uncover what that shock was. I'm going to prescribe a mild sedative -
- Roj Blake:No drugs!
- Dr. Havant:A mild sedative to help you to sleep. You must rest.
- Roj Blake:No! No drugs.
- Dr. Havant:All right, no drugs. Now try not to think an more. Don't worry, we'll get it sorted out.
- [about Blake]
- Dr. Havant:Can't he be eliminated?
- Alta Morag:No, he's a symbol of opposition to the Administration.
- Dr. Havant:So?
- Ven Glynd:We've done cross-sectional psych readings, which show that a high percentage of people, particularly the younger ones, believe that Blake's trial was a showpiece, that his statements were rigged.
- Alta Morag:His death could be used by the dissidents. They need a hero. Alive or dead, Blake could be it.
- Dr. Havant:Difficult. I suppose my department could infect him, some rapidly terminal disease. Would his natural death help?
- Ven Glynd:I don't think so.
- Alta Morag:What we need is something to discredit him. If he could be deported to Cygnus Alpha.... Doctor, am I right in thinking you can create experiences, implant them into a subject, who will then believe that they really happened?
- Dr. Havant:Of course. In fact, creating an illusion of reality is quite simple.
- Alta Morag:Good. Then I think we can totally destroy Blake's credibility and get him sentenced.
- Roj Blake:Where are we?
- Vila Restal:In a transit cell.
- Roj Blake:I don't understand.
- Vila Restal:You're on your way to the penal colony on Cygnus Alpha. Or you will be when the prison ship's refueled. Try to look on the bright side. It must have something. None of the guests have ever left early. In fact, none of them have ever left at all.
- Roj Blake:Why are you going there?
- Vila Restal:They didn't give me a choice. I steal things. Compulsive, I'm afraid. I've had my head adjusted by some of the best in the business. But it just won't stay adjusted.
- Roj Blake:A professional thief.
- Vila Restal:More a vocation than a profession. Other people's property comes naturally to me.
- [Jenna sits down next to them]
- Jenna Stannis:[to Blake] What's the time?
- Vila Restal:[returning Blake's watch] Just taking care of it while you were unconscious. The place is full of criminals.
- Sub-Commander Raiker:[to Blake] What have we here? Not a troublemaker, I hope?
- Roj Blake:I didn't hear an order.
- Sub-Commander Raiker:You didn't hear an order, sir.... *Say it!*
- Roj Blake:I didn't hear an order... sir.
- Sub-Commander Raiker:That's better. What's your name?
- Roj Blake:Blake.
- Sub-Commander Raiker:So you're Blake. Well, made quite a name for yourself a few years back. Quite the celebrity. Something of a comedown for a leader of men, isn't it? Molesting kids?
- Roj Blake:The charges were false.
- Sub-Commander Raiker:Oh, yes, of course. Well, let me tell you something, Blake, as far as I am concerned, you are just another piece of cargo. Remember that and you might just survive the journey. Do you understand?
- Roj Blake:I understand... sir.
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