TNG scene. We're in old London Towne with Data dressed up like Sherlock Holmes. Behind him are some common old towney London folk; a police fellow with a long mustache who is holding an older lady who has a dirty face but her arms, and a mostly out of sight fellow with mutton chops standing behind data. Data is speaking to someone off screen and looks like he's filled with determination. Closed caption reads, "And now, for strictly personal reasons, I must leave."

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