Star Trek: Discovery (2017–…): Season 4, Episode 2 - Episode #4.2 - full transcript
Previously on
Star Trek: Discovery...
The new president of
the Federation, Laira Rillak.
I am T'Rina,
President of Ni'Var.
Gray?
We'll find a way to help you
be seen, truly seen.
By everyone.
You're thinking
of Discovery again.
I am.
My heart is here, but yours
can be here and out there.
Nanosecond this is over,
I'm on the first ship home.
Captain Nalas, when's
the last time you went back?
Too long.
Pull up Kwejian on
the deep-space array.
What happened?
My ship was hit by something.
The gravitational distortion.
They're gone.
They're all gone.
Book...
Book...
Book.
Book.
I'm here.
Whatever you need.
Captain, your guest is waiting
for you in the ready room.
I need some time, Bryce.
You should go.
No, I...
I need you to go.
Okay.
I'll check on you later.
♪
Saru.
You're here.
Captain.
Oh...
Thank you for coming so quickly.
It is an unspeakable tragedy.
Are there any survivors at all?
Right now,
we only know of Book.
But the Federation's trying
to locate
any Kwejian
that may have been off-world.
How is he?
He hasn't left his ship
in two days.
Keeps obsessing
over every detail.
Trying to find-I don't know--
evidence as to
what may have caused it.
And I've been trying
to get him to talk...
or cry... anything.
He is in so much pain.
I don't know how to reach him.
Well, if loss has
taught us anything,
it is that each of us
must sit with pain
in our own way.
And you?
How are you doing?
I've been conducting
post-mission analyses
to figure out what I could have
done differently.
Lieutenant Aloka,
Ensign Neville, Commander Nalas.
Those losses are on me.
It sounds like you may
also be... obsessing.
Yeah. Maybe so.
That's beautiful.
It's the Kelpien symbol
for community, isn't it?
Ah. Community and service.
It signifies my status as
a council member in my village.
Must have been hard
for you to leave.
Uh, I have made arrangements
to stay in touch with Su'Kal
and continue serving as
a council member in absentia.
Starfleet is where
I am needed now.
Yes, I heard word
that you were offered
the command
of the USS Sojourner.
Congratulations.
I told Admiral Vance
I would gladly return
to the chair one day.
This is not that time.
Our mentor Philippa Georgiou
knew the value of
another set of trusted eyes,
especially in times of crisis.
I asked you to be those eyes
for me when I became captain.
Now it would be my honor--
and indeed my privilege--
to do the same for you,
as your Number One.
If you will have me.
I will take that, old friend.
Five light-years across.
That's the size
of the gravitational anomaly
that hit Kwejian
and the space station.
Five light-years?
That's massive.
We couldn't believe it
at first either, ma'am.
But we've been analyzing
this data for the past 48 hours
and the math doesn't lie.
What exactly is this "anomaly"?
We're not certain.
We know it's there,
we know it's moving,
but we can't quite get
a handle on what it is.
Our current theory is that
it's a roving binary black hole.
We believe the two black holes
are merging,
creating gravitational waves
in the process.
Huge ones.
Why was Kwejian destroyed
and the station wasn't?
Gravitational wave's impact
depends on where the object is
relative to the source.
The closer the object,
the greater the damage.
How did no one see it coming?
Unless matter is actively
falling into a black hole,
they're largely undetectable.
We've been running simulations
to test our theory.
They seem to mirror,
fairly accurately,
what happened to Kwejian.
Go on.
Continue.
A planet couldn't possibly
withstand that kind of impact.
Are there records of anything
like this happening before?
We haven't found anything close
in any
of the available databases.
Where's it headed next?
Current data is limited,
but our mathematical models
have it
entering the Riscot system soon.
Let's begin evacuations
right away.
And we should warn the areas
immediately surrounding it.
An anomaly this size
could fling debris
far beyond five light-years.
Where's it going after that?
Where'd it even come from?
Do you have any indication
that it will stop?
To get answers,
we need more data.
We have to get out there.
Scan this thing up close.
Once you have the data,
I offer the services of
the Ni'Var Science Institute.
We may not be
Federation members,
but a crisis such as this
requires all to contribute.
Thank you, President T'Rina.
It would also be prudent
to prepare ourselves
for civil unrest.
This news may reawaken
post-Burn fears.
We are at a fragile time.
Openness and a unified strategy
will be critical.
Which is precisely why
you're all here.
Federation, non-Federation--
this anomaly
threatens us all equally.
We must all work together.
Discovery will leave for
the anomaly immediately.
All crew,
report to stations, please.
All crew, report to stations.
Yes, Lieutenant?
Sorry.
Sorry, just, um... I was...
Ugh, sorry. I'm just-keep
making it more and more weird.
I'm just gonna say it.
You...
Did you get taller?
Not that I'm aware of.
Oh. Oh, okay.
I d-I don't know if
Kelpiens grow later in life,
or-but...
You just-you do,
you seem taller.
Do I?
Yeah.
I don't know,
maybe you just, like,
have a little more
swagger going on or something.
That's a compliment.
Then I thank you.
I'm really glad you're back.
I missed you, too.
And I am very sorry
for what you went through
on the space station.
Thank you.
Security briefing on Deck Seven
in five minutes.
When I think about... Nalas
and, uh, Kwejian,
all those people...
Hell, life is just a blink, huh?
It's... it is one heartbeat
in the entire lifespan
of the universe.
Just don't really think
I understood that before.
How we choose
to spend our moments
in the short time
that we have...
matters.
Welcome back, Captain.
Thank you.
But please call me Saru.
How about Mr. Saru?
Well, that would be...
acceptable.
Commander Bryce,
open a ship-wide channel.
Aye, Captain.
Ready.
Discovery.
Today we seek
to understand a threat
like none our galaxy
has faced before.
We know the cost of its
destructive power all too well.
We lost colleagues, friends...
and Kwejian.
Countless lives...
histories... futures.
We won't let
their deaths be in vain.
And we are going
to make damn sure
nothing like this happens again.
Not on our watch.
Not on our watch.
Black alert.
Aye, Captain.
Commander Detmer, jump us in
but keep a safe distance.
Aye, Captain.
We've reached the coordinates,
Captain.
Yellow alert. On screen.
Commander Owosekun, apply
a polarizing
spectrographic filter.
Aye, Captain.
♪
♪
♪
Tilly, get Commander Stamets
up here.
Detmer, how are we doing?
Safely in
the green zone, Captain.
Matching the anomaly's speed
to maintain relative distance.
Any strain on the ship?
Subspace gravitational waves
are present,
but not the patterns
we expected.
It's very odd.
That's not the only thing.
"Binary black hole" means
we should be seeing
two of them.
Curiouser and curiouser.
Scientific observation, please?
Apologies, Captain.
It's just not what I was
expecting to see, either.
There's an accretion cloud
made of both gas and dust,
and large amounts of dark matter
surrounding a gravity well,
so a black hole makes sense,
but...
But the gravitational
Doppler shift
from our scans is way off.
Meaning?
Meaning,
I have no idea
what we're looking at.
It's... bizarre.
And that is
a scientific observation.
What else are our scans
telling us?
Not much. Scans can't penetrate
the outer edge
of the accretion cloud.
Can we boost power
to the scanners?
Already tried. The scans aren't
viable unless we get closer.
How close?
Past the outer edge of dust
and into the accretion cloud?
That's in
the yellow zone, Captain.
Discovery would be
at serious risk.
We have to know what
we're dealing with.
Mr. Saru?
We could send DOTs
with sensors attached,
but the gravitational
distortions
would make it very difficult
to communicate with them.
They're also way too small.
Not enough mass
to penetrate the dust.
My ship can do it.
Enough mass to get in,
not so much
that I'll be in trouble.
Plus, my ship can change shape
to compensate for the torque.
As long as
I'm not inside too long...
The science holds.
Commander Detmer, get ready.
Commander Stamets,
I want you with her
to conduct the scans.
Captain.
Can we talk?
Detmer doesn't know
the first thing
about how to morph my ship.
Whoever goes in there
has to be clear-headed.
And I'm not?
How could you be, after
everything that's happened?
That's for me to judge.
And me.
As captain of this ship.
Pretend for one second
you're in my place.
Come on, Michael,
you'd fight like hell
to go on this mission.
And Hugh would say no.
Michael...
And he would be right.
That thing destroyed my home.
I know. And I know you want
to do something.
I'm the best pilot
for this mission
and you know it.
Listen, I know you want
to do something,
but it's not as simple as that.
I don't need your permission.
I'm not Starfleet.
Technically,
I'm not even under your command.
If you go out there
and you're not ready...
...you endanger everyone
on this ship.
Come on. Look, I know you don't
want to put more lives at risk.
Getting this data, and doing
it right the first time,
is our best chance
to save lives.
We can warn other worlds,
give them time to evacuate.
I'm going, Michael.
I'm flying straight at
that thing.
If you want to stop me,
you can throw me in the brig
or you can shoot me
out of the sky.
But I'm going.
It's everything I'd imagined.
I can't believe
I get to start my life again.
I could become a host again.
Finish my training
to be a Guardian.
I-I could...
Anything.
I mean, you can do anything.
Yeah.
But...
with everything
that's happened...
Is there something
not right with the body?
He's feeling guilty
about being happy right now.
You know?
Life goes on, Gray. It has to.
For all of us.
But the artisan did
a beautiful job with the body.
She used the Soong Method,
named after the 24th century
cyberneticist who developed it.
This is 800-year-old technology?
Maybe I should get
a synth body when I die, too.
We could live forever.
Well, not likely.
But the process was attempted
a number of times
after Dr. Soong first used it
on a... a Starfleet admiral--
Picard was his name--
but the success rate was so low
that eventually people
just stopped trying.
What...
Should we be worried?
Well, the fact that
Gray's consciousness
has already survived transfer
to a new host once
seems to be a good sign.
But we should ask Guardian Xi
once the synthetic body's ready.
When I incorporate,
will the body age and die?
Like I would have before?
Uh, he's asking if
this body will get old.
You know, like, gray hair,
the long, scraggly nose hairs,
the pot belly and all.
So not what I said.
It will age in the same way.
For better or for worse.
Can we get rid of the mole?
I thought
you stopped hating that.
I just asked, because...
transitioning, it's like I had
bigger things to think about,
but if I get another chance
to remake my body, then...
why not get rid of
all the things
that aren't totally "me,"
you know?
He wants to lose the mole.
Oh. Well, that's why we're here,
to make
last-minute adjustments.
Come.
Oh. You added a holo.
Helps to get away sometimes.
Is this Ni'Var?
Cliffs of Surak.
That's Lake Yuron.
It looks the same
as it did when I was a child,
when this was Vulcan.
I used to run away...
I used to run away here.
When I was getting used
to my parents being gone.
Uh, you wished to speak
with me about Mr. Booker?
Take me home, Zora.
Yes, Captain.
The computer's now Zora?
Picked the name herself.
Oh.
Please.
Book plans to fly to the anomaly
with or without my permission.
Well, that would
certainly be deleterious
to your relationship.
The captain in me knows
that he's the right choice
for the mission.
He knows it, too.
But...
I've seen him...
not sleeping, not eating...
Mr. Booker's expertise
with his ship
does make him supremely well
suited for this particular task.
More so than Commander Detmer,
despite her considerable skills.
His planet was destroyed.
Well, billions more lives
will be at risk
until we understand
the anomaly
well enough
to predict its path.
So you think
I should let him go.
As do you, I believe.
Yeah, but your personal feelings
complicate your decision.
What if he takes
unnecessary risks?
I wonder, then,
if added safety measures
would be helpful
to all involved.
I have some ideas,
if that would be helpful.
Have I mentioned
I am glad you're back?
I believe you have.
You want to send
the only two people
who can operate
the spore drive, together,
into the accretion cloud
of an unknown
astrophysical entity?
You might as well
blow me out an airlock.
Oh.
Too soon?
Probably too soon.
But still, it's madness.
Yes, which is why
you'll be going as a holo.
Oh. Well, in that case...
Your body will be right here
on Discovery the entire time.
The anomaly creates
enormous distortions.
We might not be able
to maintain a holo signal.
Right, which is why
we'll be using a tether
to help Book's ship maintain
proximity to Discovery.
And, if we have to,
we will use it to pull him out.
And I want you on the bridge,
listening in on comms.
Let me know if you have
any reason for concern.
Yes, Captain.
"Blow me out an airlock"?
It was humor.
Neural link.
You'll feel everything
on Book's ship
as if you were really there.
If, for whatever reason,
you remove this transmitter,
you'll be right back here...
What's wrong?
I wouldn't know what to say
to Book on a good day.
Well, when you lost me, what did
you want people to say to you?
It's not nearly the same thing.
Grief is grief.
And everyone moves
through it differently.
Let Book guide you.
Are you sure?
Things have been
seriously awkward with him
since he jumped Discovery
to the dilithium planet.
Just trust your instincts.
You should know better
than to say that to me.
You're better
than you think you are.
Book. Hi.
Uh, sorry, I'm...
still getting used to this,
uh, new tech.
We're leaving soon. Get ready.
It's so smooth.
I-I thought I'd be able
to tell the difference, but...
Wait for us to crash,
then we'll see.
Right.
So, um,
I've been meaning to ask you.
When-when you're using
the spore drive interface,
do you ever feel...
cramps in your hands?
Or, uh, tingles in your arms?
No?
Okay...
Hey, girl.
I wouldn't do that.
Holos freak her out.
She can't smell you.
Come on, darling.
Let's get you secured.
Look, uh, I get it.
We're not friends.
But... I know
you've been through a lot.
So, uh...
if there's anything
I can do to help out or...
Maybe stop talking.
That'd be a good start.
Excuse me?
I don't need a tether
and I sure as hell
don't need a minder.
I'm here for the data.
You wouldn't know
what to look for.
Fine.
I fly. You scan.
Owosekun, how's it looking
out there?
Gravitational fluctuations
remain within safe parameters.
All right, Book,
we're good to go.
Detmer, bring us as close
as we can safely get.
He'll take his ship
in from there.
Aye, Captain.
Rhys?
Tether's holding, Captain.
Keep an eye out
for micro-strains.
Any sign it's failing
and we're pulling him out.
Aye, Captain.
Approaching the dust layer.
You good, Book?
Yup.
Going deeper in.
You said "dust layer."
Some pretty large
chunks in here.
Well, it did just pass through
a planetary system.
I'm sorry.
Can your shields handle this?
Holding steady so far.
Hey. Are you okay?
Don't ask me that again.
We're through the outer layer.
Stamets has started scanning.
Tilly?
Captain,
we're about to be hit
by a subspace
gravitational wave...
Gravity generator malfunction!
Status report!
I can't reach my station.
Zora!
Artificial gravity generators
are unable to compensate
for extreme...
How long will they last?
It will pass in... Now.
Is everybody okay?
That wasn't supposed to happen.
Red alert.
Let's find out why it did.
Where did it come from? Did we
get pulled into the yellow zone?
No. We're still at
a safe distance.
How's the tether?
Holding steady, Captain.
Damage report?
Port nacelle needs repairing.
Power failure
in Engineering,
hull integrity at 55% percent.
Discovery will not survive
much more of that.
Your chin.
Get Adira up here.
I want you two to figure out
what just happened,
and if it's going
to happen again.
Aye, Captain.
I need to finish.
Go. Make it fast.
Stamets.
What's the status
on those scans?
Whoa. It's going slow,
but I'm getting
a ton of data.
Can't you make it
go steadier?
You're kidding, right?
I'm workin' magic over here.
Well, then,
magically keep it steady.
Damn it. I lost navigation.
We're pulling you out.
No.
We need this data.
We need answers.
No, Book...
I-I could really use the time.
How much time, exactly?
Uh...
Let's call it-ten minutes.
We will do our best.
I need to know if one of those
fluctuations will happen again,
Tilly.
On it.
You have a cracked rib.
Gravitational fluctuations
have exceeded
all the anticipated parameters.
Something has changed.
We-we need to figure out what.
I'm working on a new
predictive algorithm,
but the data's so limited
that I...
Well, did you include
Nalas's gravimetric data
from the station
in your calculations?
Of course.
I've done this before.
You don't have
to check my work.
Hey!
You don't get to do that, okay?
We've all done this before;
we still double
and triple check our work.
Now, make sure
that you've included
the irregular gravitational
strain on the ship.
Please. Thank you.
Sorry. I'm, like,
Stamets-ing right now.
We're all under
a lot of pressure.
And what happened on
that station was...
And you know Adira's just trying
to impress you, right?
They really look up to you.
Uh... Okay, uh,
I-I've adjusted the numbers
to account for
the gravimetric variant
and... we have a problem.
Captain! Uh, good news.
We know when the next
disturbance is gonna hit.
Bad news--
it's in two seconds.
Everybody brace!
Damage report.
Injuries on multiple decks.
Structural and power failures
on decks 14 through 16.
Another one of those and the
artificial gravity generators
will give out completely.
If the hull doesn't
open before it.
You okay?
Yeah.
Tilly, how much longer
do we have?
Four minutes.
Then a minute and a half.
Then 40 seconds.
Why so irregular?
We don't know yet.
Get back to it.
Aye, Captain.
We have to pull Book out.
Or we can release the tether
and allow them
to continue their work.
He doesn't have navigation.
And without that data, Captain,
we have nothing.
Discovery has to pull back.
Where are you with scans?
I need, uh, five more minutes.
Make it three.
I-I'd be lucky
to get it in five.
What if we come back?
It'll take a week
to fix this ship.
Stamets, can you do your
analysis with what you have?
I-I won't know until
I can get into the data.
And in the meantime,
this... thing
will just be
roaming around and...
who knows how much
more damage it can do?
♪
Book?
Hey.
Book.
What the hell is
going on with you?
They're talking about
pulling us out.
Yeah, that's not happening.
We're not leaving
without the data.
You have to release the tether.
Does it sound like
he's thinking clearly?
In these circumstances,
it's impossible
to distinguish between stress
and emotional instability.
Michael.
We can do this.
Rhys, let him go.
Aye, Captain.
Detmer, pull us back.
Aye, Captain.
♪
Book's flying blind.
Without the tether, we have to
find another way to get him out
before his ship
fails completely.
Start thinking.
Aye, Captain.
Uh, three more minutes
for the scan.
You said that
three minutes ago.
Oh, whoa! Watch it!
What is that?
Is that the--
the boson-energy-transfer unit?
That's the one.
Warning. Power failure.
Engines at 70%.
Discovery,
we're losing engines.
Grab a phase discriminator.
Where?
Over there.
You say that like
it should be obvious.
Just pretend like
your life depends on it.
You know? Like mine does.
You know, I-I was told
to-to follow your lead,
that-that you would let me know
what you needed.
What are you talking about?
Engines at 60%.
I'm-I'm talking about...
me, trying to be sensitive.
And you being you.
You do realize
you've spoken to me more today
than you have in the past,
what, five months?
That's not true.
Ever since you found out
I could run the spore drive.
Your ego got bruised
and then you blamed me.
Nothing to do with it.
What is it, then?
You remind me
of how helpless I was.
When I look at you,
all I can see is how close I got
to losing everything.
Again.
You were the one
who saved my family.
I wasn't able
to do anything and...
I hate that feeling.
Engines at 30%.
Data scan complete.
Go.
Pull off the neurotransmitter
and get back to Discovery.
Start analyzing.
I can't.
What?
The-the distortions that keep
interfering with my holo--
I haven't been able to send
any of the data back.
It lives here,
on this ship...
and nowhere else.
Captain, we've got something.
Okay, uh, this is what
the subspace
gravitational waves look like
where Book is.
Whatever's making them
hit us harder,
they're hitting him harder, too.
Yikes, right?
But we think, in theory,
Book could catch
one of these waves
and sort of...
ride it out.
Mr. Booker's engines
are losing power.
How could he even attempt
such a thing?
Newtonian mechanics.
Basic application
of fluid dynamics.
I used to kite-surf the biggest
breaks on Manark IV.
It's the same basic idea.
If Book accelerated
into the distortion here,
the buoyancy will take care
of the rest.
But without
navigational sensors,
he won't be able to gauge
the right angle--
he can't just feel it.
Maybe there's a way he can.
Tilly, can you turn
this holo rendering
into programmable matter?
Oh, you bet.
Uh... why would I do that?
You want me to do what?
Like kite-surfing.
If you hit it at
just the right angle,
it will carry your ship out.
I'm flying blind.
I'll tell you when.
You just have
to follow my mark exactly.
Got it.
Engines at 20%.
You think that repair will hold?
It's barely stitched together.
It could blow any time.
Glad I asked.
On my mark.
Get ready...
Now!
You sure?
Go!
What happened? Book?
I missed it.
Damn.
Listen.
Another will come.
It'll be tight, but--
but there is enough power
to the engine
to give it one more shot.
You get to try again.
That's something.
We'll-we'll try this again.
It's over.
It's not.
Pull off the transmitter.
No.
You're not even here.
No one's here.
I'm here. We're all here.
Another distortion will come
in less than two minutes.
Are you ready?
Book? Are you there?
Book.
Book, we don't have
a lot of time.
Captain...
I think he may need
a little more help
with this one.
Perhaps now is
an appropriate time
for you to set aside
the captain
in favor of the partner?
Bryce, open a private channel,
please.
Hey, Book.
It's just us now.
You and me.
And I need you
to listen to me:
You couldn't have saved them.
There is nothing
you could've done.
You couldn't have known.
The birds...
The way they took to the sky...
I should have sensed it.
No.
This isn't your fault.
I should've taken them with me.
Kyheem...
Leto...
I failed, Michael.
I failed them.
I know it feels that way.
But you didn't.
You didn't fail them.
And I won't fail you,
now or ever.
I am with you.
The entire crew is with you.
We're gonna do everything
in our power
to make sure
you make it back safely.
But I need you to trust me
right now.
Please.
♪
Just close your eyes.
Listen to my voice.
Stay with us.
Stay with me.
I'll tell you when to go,
and when I do, I need you to
gun it
with whatever you have left.
Another distortion
wave is coming.
Just ride it out.
Get ready.
Open your eyes.
Now.
Any sign?
Not yet.
I'm free. I'm clear.
Transmitting scan data now.
It's time to come home.
And well done, Commander Bryce.
May we all cultivate
such life-saving hobbies.
Thank you, Mr. Saru.
Nice work, you.
Oh.
Really good work.
Thanks.
Cut it close there, for sure.
Well, this... data
should be a gold mine.
Oh, don't look at me.
That was all you.
I just drove this thing.
Thank you.
For saving my family.
I'm going to figure
this thing out. For you.
Whatever it takes.
I promise.
You know...
I do get arm tingles
in the spore drive.
Yeah.
Weirdest thing.
I'm going to take this off now.
Welcome back.
Lieutenant Callahan,
please report to Engineering.
Oh. Hey.
Hi, sorry.
Um, I just wanted to thank you,
uh, for your advice,
um, with Adira.
It can be hard for them
to let others see past
how bright they are.
Yeah.
You have a very,
uh, light touch with people.
I really admire that.
You do, too.
Usually.
Yeah. I think, um,
you were right
about me feeling pressure.
Um, not about the station,
but...
I mean, don't get me wrong,
that was just...
unbelievably shitty.
But, um...
But this is something...
bigger?
Yeah, like...
Things just don't f... feel
the same way that they used to.
Like...
I don't know,
something's off. Or, um...
I'm off.
Uh...
I don't know,
I was kind of hoping that
we could talk about it sometime.
Like, talk-talk.
Like, uh... professionally?
Of course.
And whatever it is,
we'll figure it out together.
Hmm?
Thanks.
Okay.
That wasn't so hard.
Whew.
Just... little awkward.
Not-But not hard.
You did good.
Thank you.
I'm gonna go
dig into that data.
All right.
All right.
Go save the world.
Oh, I will.
You were kind of a...
Oh, my God.
...big deal today,
you know that?
Your algorithms are...
mathematical works of art.
Thank you.
I guess I, um... made waves.
Okay, no.
What is it?
You-you got to see
your body today.
Which is huge
and I'm-I'm so happy
that you get
to incorporate soon.
I hear a "but"...
No.
It's okay.
You can tell me.
Nalas...
everything that, uh, happened,
you know, the suddenness of it,
and just the whole awful thing,
um, reminded me
of what happened to you.
It's just been on my mind.
I...
I didn't want to bring it up
on such a joyful day,
so I'm-I'm really sorry.
I don't even know how to begin
to talk about this.
You just did.
You're really good at this,
you know?
The... the being there
for people.
You always have been, so...
Everyone's got to have
their thing.
Yeah.
And you're gonna make
a great Guardian someday.
Hey.
Hey.
Hell of a day.
Brilliant flying.
You were right.
I wasn't ready.
But you did it.
And you trusted me.
Thank you for that.
I keep seeing him.
Leto.
I don't know if he knew...
if I ever let him know
how much I loved him.
You know, for so many years,
I told myself
I didn't need family.
Didn't need Kwejian.
But then I found
my brother again...
the nephew
I didn't even know I had...
And when I looked at Leto...
I saw a new beginning.
For all of us.
We could give him a future
where there was a home...
and family...
and love.
And nothing he couldn't do.
I'm sorry.
They're gone, Michael.
Mr. Saru.
Lieutenant.
Has the data
from Mr. Booker's ship
shed new light on
the nature of this threat?
Not yet. We still have an
Everest-sized mountain of data
to analyze.
Oh, uh...
Earth mountain. It's very big.
Doesn't matter. Point being,
I did find something.
The reason
the distortions got worse,
even though Discovery
held its position?
So this is the anomaly
when we arrived.
And this is it after we left.
It changed direction?
What could have caused that?
That's the thing:
there is nothing in
my understanding of astrophysics
that can explain it.
But... we gathered this data
in order to predict its path.
Are you saying
we cannot do that?
No, sir, we can't.
It could go anywhere,
at any time, and...
we may not have
any kind of warning at all.
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Star Trek: Discovery...
The new president of
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I am T'Rina,
President of Ni'Var.
Gray?
We'll find a way to help you
be seen, truly seen.
By everyone.
You're thinking
of Discovery again.
I am.
My heart is here, but yours
can be here and out there.
Nanosecond this is over,
I'm on the first ship home.
Captain Nalas, when's
the last time you went back?
Too long.
Pull up Kwejian on
the deep-space array.
What happened?
My ship was hit by something.
The gravitational distortion.
They're gone.
They're all gone.
Book...
Book...
Book.
Book.
I'm here.
Whatever you need.
Captain, your guest is waiting
for you in the ready room.
I need some time, Bryce.
You should go.
No, I...
I need you to go.
Okay.
I'll check on you later.
♪
Saru.
You're here.
Captain.
Oh...
Thank you for coming so quickly.
It is an unspeakable tragedy.
Are there any survivors at all?
Right now,
we only know of Book.
But the Federation's trying
to locate
any Kwejian
that may have been off-world.
How is he?
He hasn't left his ship
in two days.
Keeps obsessing
over every detail.
Trying to find-I don't know--
evidence as to
what may have caused it.
And I've been trying
to get him to talk...
or cry... anything.
He is in so much pain.
I don't know how to reach him.
Well, if loss has
taught us anything,
it is that each of us
must sit with pain
in our own way.
And you?
How are you doing?
I've been conducting
post-mission analyses
to figure out what I could have
done differently.
Lieutenant Aloka,
Ensign Neville, Commander Nalas.
Those losses are on me.
It sounds like you may
also be... obsessing.
Yeah. Maybe so.
That's beautiful.
It's the Kelpien symbol
for community, isn't it?
Ah. Community and service.
It signifies my status as
a council member in my village.
Must have been hard
for you to leave.
Uh, I have made arrangements
to stay in touch with Su'Kal
and continue serving as
a council member in absentia.
Starfleet is where
I am needed now.
Yes, I heard word
that you were offered
the command
of the USS Sojourner.
Congratulations.
I told Admiral Vance
I would gladly return
to the chair one day.
This is not that time.
Our mentor Philippa Georgiou
knew the value of
another set of trusted eyes,
especially in times of crisis.
I asked you to be those eyes
for me when I became captain.
Now it would be my honor--
and indeed my privilege--
to do the same for you,
as your Number One.
If you will have me.
I will take that, old friend.
Five light-years across.
That's the size
of the gravitational anomaly
that hit Kwejian
and the space station.
Five light-years?
That's massive.
We couldn't believe it
at first either, ma'am.
But we've been analyzing
this data for the past 48 hours
and the math doesn't lie.
What exactly is this "anomaly"?
We're not certain.
We know it's there,
we know it's moving,
but we can't quite get
a handle on what it is.
Our current theory is that
it's a roving binary black hole.
We believe the two black holes
are merging,
creating gravitational waves
in the process.
Huge ones.
Why was Kwejian destroyed
and the station wasn't?
Gravitational wave's impact
depends on where the object is
relative to the source.
The closer the object,
the greater the damage.
How did no one see it coming?
Unless matter is actively
falling into a black hole,
they're largely undetectable.
We've been running simulations
to test our theory.
They seem to mirror,
fairly accurately,
what happened to Kwejian.
Go on.
Continue.
A planet couldn't possibly
withstand that kind of impact.
Are there records of anything
like this happening before?
We haven't found anything close
in any
of the available databases.
Where's it headed next?
Current data is limited,
but our mathematical models
have it
entering the Riscot system soon.
Let's begin evacuations
right away.
And we should warn the areas
immediately surrounding it.
An anomaly this size
could fling debris
far beyond five light-years.
Where's it going after that?
Where'd it even come from?
Do you have any indication
that it will stop?
To get answers,
we need more data.
We have to get out there.
Scan this thing up close.
Once you have the data,
I offer the services of
the Ni'Var Science Institute.
We may not be
Federation members,
but a crisis such as this
requires all to contribute.
Thank you, President T'Rina.
It would also be prudent
to prepare ourselves
for civil unrest.
This news may reawaken
post-Burn fears.
We are at a fragile time.
Openness and a unified strategy
will be critical.
Which is precisely why
you're all here.
Federation, non-Federation--
this anomaly
threatens us all equally.
We must all work together.
Discovery will leave for
the anomaly immediately.
All crew,
report to stations, please.
All crew, report to stations.
Yes, Lieutenant?
Sorry.
Sorry, just, um... I was...
Ugh, sorry. I'm just-keep
making it more and more weird.
I'm just gonna say it.
You...
Did you get taller?
Not that I'm aware of.
Oh. Oh, okay.
I d-I don't know if
Kelpiens grow later in life,
or-but...
You just-you do,
you seem taller.
Do I?
Yeah.
I don't know,
maybe you just, like,
have a little more
swagger going on or something.
That's a compliment.
Then I thank you.
I'm really glad you're back.
I missed you, too.
And I am very sorry
for what you went through
on the space station.
Thank you.
Security briefing on Deck Seven
in five minutes.
When I think about... Nalas
and, uh, Kwejian,
all those people...
Hell, life is just a blink, huh?
It's... it is one heartbeat
in the entire lifespan
of the universe.
Just don't really think
I understood that before.
How we choose
to spend our moments
in the short time
that we have...
matters.
Welcome back, Captain.
Thank you.
But please call me Saru.
How about Mr. Saru?
Well, that would be...
acceptable.
Commander Bryce,
open a ship-wide channel.
Aye, Captain.
Ready.
Discovery.
Today we seek
to understand a threat
like none our galaxy
has faced before.
We know the cost of its
destructive power all too well.
We lost colleagues, friends...
and Kwejian.
Countless lives...
histories... futures.
We won't let
their deaths be in vain.
And we are going
to make damn sure
nothing like this happens again.
Not on our watch.
Not on our watch.
Black alert.
Aye, Captain.
Commander Detmer, jump us in
but keep a safe distance.
Aye, Captain.
We've reached the coordinates,
Captain.
Yellow alert. On screen.
Commander Owosekun, apply
a polarizing
spectrographic filter.
Aye, Captain.
♪
♪
♪
Tilly, get Commander Stamets
up here.
Detmer, how are we doing?
Safely in
the green zone, Captain.
Matching the anomaly's speed
to maintain relative distance.
Any strain on the ship?
Subspace gravitational waves
are present,
but not the patterns
we expected.
It's very odd.
That's not the only thing.
"Binary black hole" means
we should be seeing
two of them.
Curiouser and curiouser.
Scientific observation, please?
Apologies, Captain.
It's just not what I was
expecting to see, either.
There's an accretion cloud
made of both gas and dust,
and large amounts of dark matter
surrounding a gravity well,
so a black hole makes sense,
but...
But the gravitational
Doppler shift
from our scans is way off.
Meaning?
Meaning,
I have no idea
what we're looking at.
It's... bizarre.
And that is
a scientific observation.
What else are our scans
telling us?
Not much. Scans can't penetrate
the outer edge
of the accretion cloud.
Can we boost power
to the scanners?
Already tried. The scans aren't
viable unless we get closer.
How close?
Past the outer edge of dust
and into the accretion cloud?
That's in
the yellow zone, Captain.
Discovery would be
at serious risk.
We have to know what
we're dealing with.
Mr. Saru?
We could send DOTs
with sensors attached,
but the gravitational
distortions
would make it very difficult
to communicate with them.
They're also way too small.
Not enough mass
to penetrate the dust.
My ship can do it.
Enough mass to get in,
not so much
that I'll be in trouble.
Plus, my ship can change shape
to compensate for the torque.
As long as
I'm not inside too long...
The science holds.
Commander Detmer, get ready.
Commander Stamets,
I want you with her
to conduct the scans.
Captain.
Can we talk?
Detmer doesn't know
the first thing
about how to morph my ship.
Whoever goes in there
has to be clear-headed.
And I'm not?
How could you be, after
everything that's happened?
That's for me to judge.
And me.
As captain of this ship.
Pretend for one second
you're in my place.
Come on, Michael,
you'd fight like hell
to go on this mission.
And Hugh would say no.
Michael...
And he would be right.
That thing destroyed my home.
I know. And I know you want
to do something.
I'm the best pilot
for this mission
and you know it.
Listen, I know you want
to do something,
but it's not as simple as that.
I don't need your permission.
I'm not Starfleet.
Technically,
I'm not even under your command.
If you go out there
and you're not ready...
...you endanger everyone
on this ship.
Come on. Look, I know you don't
want to put more lives at risk.
Getting this data, and doing
it right the first time,
is our best chance
to save lives.
We can warn other worlds,
give them time to evacuate.
I'm going, Michael.
I'm flying straight at
that thing.
If you want to stop me,
you can throw me in the brig
or you can shoot me
out of the sky.
But I'm going.
It's everything I'd imagined.
I can't believe
I get to start my life again.
I could become a host again.
Finish my training
to be a Guardian.
I-I could...
Anything.
I mean, you can do anything.
Yeah.
But...
with everything
that's happened...
Is there something
not right with the body?
He's feeling guilty
about being happy right now.
You know?
Life goes on, Gray. It has to.
For all of us.
But the artisan did
a beautiful job with the body.
She used the Soong Method,
named after the 24th century
cyberneticist who developed it.
This is 800-year-old technology?
Maybe I should get
a synth body when I die, too.
We could live forever.
Well, not likely.
But the process was attempted
a number of times
after Dr. Soong first used it
on a... a Starfleet admiral--
Picard was his name--
but the success rate was so low
that eventually people
just stopped trying.
What...
Should we be worried?
Well, the fact that
Gray's consciousness
has already survived transfer
to a new host once
seems to be a good sign.
But we should ask Guardian Xi
once the synthetic body's ready.
When I incorporate,
will the body age and die?
Like I would have before?
Uh, he's asking if
this body will get old.
You know, like, gray hair,
the long, scraggly nose hairs,
the pot belly and all.
So not what I said.
It will age in the same way.
For better or for worse.
Can we get rid of the mole?
I thought
you stopped hating that.
I just asked, because...
transitioning, it's like I had
bigger things to think about,
but if I get another chance
to remake my body, then...
why not get rid of
all the things
that aren't totally "me,"
you know?
He wants to lose the mole.
Oh. Well, that's why we're here,
to make
last-minute adjustments.
Come.
Oh. You added a holo.
Helps to get away sometimes.
Is this Ni'Var?
Cliffs of Surak.
That's Lake Yuron.
It looks the same
as it did when I was a child,
when this was Vulcan.
I used to run away...
I used to run away here.
When I was getting used
to my parents being gone.
Uh, you wished to speak
with me about Mr. Booker?
Take me home, Zora.
Yes, Captain.
The computer's now Zora?
Picked the name herself.
Oh.
Please.
Book plans to fly to the anomaly
with or without my permission.
Well, that would
certainly be deleterious
to your relationship.
The captain in me knows
that he's the right choice
for the mission.
He knows it, too.
But...
I've seen him...
not sleeping, not eating...
Mr. Booker's expertise
with his ship
does make him supremely well
suited for this particular task.
More so than Commander Detmer,
despite her considerable skills.
His planet was destroyed.
Well, billions more lives
will be at risk
until we understand
the anomaly
well enough
to predict its path.
So you think
I should let him go.
As do you, I believe.
Yeah, but your personal feelings
complicate your decision.
What if he takes
unnecessary risks?
I wonder, then,
if added safety measures
would be helpful
to all involved.
I have some ideas,
if that would be helpful.
Have I mentioned
I am glad you're back?
I believe you have.
You want to send
the only two people
who can operate
the spore drive, together,
into the accretion cloud
of an unknown
astrophysical entity?
You might as well
blow me out an airlock.
Oh.
Too soon?
Probably too soon.
But still, it's madness.
Yes, which is why
you'll be going as a holo.
Oh. Well, in that case...
Your body will be right here
on Discovery the entire time.
The anomaly creates
enormous distortions.
We might not be able
to maintain a holo signal.
Right, which is why
we'll be using a tether
to help Book's ship maintain
proximity to Discovery.
And, if we have to,
we will use it to pull him out.
And I want you on the bridge,
listening in on comms.
Let me know if you have
any reason for concern.
Yes, Captain.
"Blow me out an airlock"?
It was humor.
Neural link.
You'll feel everything
on Book's ship
as if you were really there.
If, for whatever reason,
you remove this transmitter,
you'll be right back here...
What's wrong?
I wouldn't know what to say
to Book on a good day.
Well, when you lost me, what did
you want people to say to you?
It's not nearly the same thing.
Grief is grief.
And everyone moves
through it differently.
Let Book guide you.
Are you sure?
Things have been
seriously awkward with him
since he jumped Discovery
to the dilithium planet.
Just trust your instincts.
You should know better
than to say that to me.
You're better
than you think you are.
Book. Hi.
Uh, sorry, I'm...
still getting used to this,
uh, new tech.
We're leaving soon. Get ready.
It's so smooth.
I-I thought I'd be able
to tell the difference, but...
Wait for us to crash,
then we'll see.
Right.
So, um,
I've been meaning to ask you.
When-when you're using
the spore drive interface,
do you ever feel...
cramps in your hands?
Or, uh, tingles in your arms?
No?
Okay...
Hey, girl.
I wouldn't do that.
Holos freak her out.
She can't smell you.
Come on, darling.
Let's get you secured.
Look, uh, I get it.
We're not friends.
But... I know
you've been through a lot.
So, uh...
if there's anything
I can do to help out or...
Maybe stop talking.
That'd be a good start.
Excuse me?
I don't need a tether
and I sure as hell
don't need a minder.
I'm here for the data.
You wouldn't know
what to look for.
Fine.
I fly. You scan.
Owosekun, how's it looking
out there?
Gravitational fluctuations
remain within safe parameters.
All right, Book,
we're good to go.
Detmer, bring us as close
as we can safely get.
He'll take his ship
in from there.
Aye, Captain.
Rhys?
Tether's holding, Captain.
Keep an eye out
for micro-strains.
Any sign it's failing
and we're pulling him out.
Aye, Captain.
Approaching the dust layer.
You good, Book?
Yup.
Going deeper in.
You said "dust layer."
Some pretty large
chunks in here.
Well, it did just pass through
a planetary system.
I'm sorry.
Can your shields handle this?
Holding steady so far.
Hey. Are you okay?
Don't ask me that again.
We're through the outer layer.
Stamets has started scanning.
Tilly?
Captain,
we're about to be hit
by a subspace
gravitational wave...
Gravity generator malfunction!
Status report!
I can't reach my station.
Zora!
Artificial gravity generators
are unable to compensate
for extreme...
How long will they last?
It will pass in... Now.
Is everybody okay?
That wasn't supposed to happen.
Red alert.
Let's find out why it did.
Where did it come from? Did we
get pulled into the yellow zone?
No. We're still at
a safe distance.
How's the tether?
Holding steady, Captain.
Damage report?
Port nacelle needs repairing.
Power failure
in Engineering,
hull integrity at 55% percent.
Discovery will not survive
much more of that.
Your chin.
Get Adira up here.
I want you two to figure out
what just happened,
and if it's going
to happen again.
Aye, Captain.
I need to finish.
Go. Make it fast.
Stamets.
What's the status
on those scans?
Whoa. It's going slow,
but I'm getting
a ton of data.
Can't you make it
go steadier?
You're kidding, right?
I'm workin' magic over here.
Well, then,
magically keep it steady.
Damn it. I lost navigation.
We're pulling you out.
No.
We need this data.
We need answers.
No, Book...
I-I could really use the time.
How much time, exactly?
Uh...
Let's call it-ten minutes.
We will do our best.
I need to know if one of those
fluctuations will happen again,
Tilly.
On it.
You have a cracked rib.
Gravitational fluctuations
have exceeded
all the anticipated parameters.
Something has changed.
We-we need to figure out what.
I'm working on a new
predictive algorithm,
but the data's so limited
that I...
Well, did you include
Nalas's gravimetric data
from the station
in your calculations?
Of course.
I've done this before.
You don't have
to check my work.
Hey!
You don't get to do that, okay?
We've all done this before;
we still double
and triple check our work.
Now, make sure
that you've included
the irregular gravitational
strain on the ship.
Please. Thank you.
Sorry. I'm, like,
Stamets-ing right now.
We're all under
a lot of pressure.
And what happened on
that station was...
And you know Adira's just trying
to impress you, right?
They really look up to you.
Uh... Okay, uh,
I-I've adjusted the numbers
to account for
the gravimetric variant
and... we have a problem.
Captain! Uh, good news.
We know when the next
disturbance is gonna hit.
Bad news--
it's in two seconds.
Everybody brace!
Damage report.
Injuries on multiple decks.
Structural and power failures
on decks 14 through 16.
Another one of those and the
artificial gravity generators
will give out completely.
If the hull doesn't
open before it.
You okay?
Yeah.
Tilly, how much longer
do we have?
Four minutes.
Then a minute and a half.
Then 40 seconds.
Why so irregular?
We don't know yet.
Get back to it.
Aye, Captain.
We have to pull Book out.
Or we can release the tether
and allow them
to continue their work.
He doesn't have navigation.
And without that data, Captain,
we have nothing.
Discovery has to pull back.
Where are you with scans?
I need, uh, five more minutes.
Make it three.
I-I'd be lucky
to get it in five.
What if we come back?
It'll take a week
to fix this ship.
Stamets, can you do your
analysis with what you have?
I-I won't know until
I can get into the data.
And in the meantime,
this... thing
will just be
roaming around and...
who knows how much
more damage it can do?
♪
Book?
Hey.
Book.
What the hell is
going on with you?
They're talking about
pulling us out.
Yeah, that's not happening.
We're not leaving
without the data.
You have to release the tether.
Does it sound like
he's thinking clearly?
In these circumstances,
it's impossible
to distinguish between stress
and emotional instability.
Michael.
We can do this.
Rhys, let him go.
Aye, Captain.
Detmer, pull us back.
Aye, Captain.
♪
Book's flying blind.
Without the tether, we have to
find another way to get him out
before his ship
fails completely.
Start thinking.
Aye, Captain.
Uh, three more minutes
for the scan.
You said that
three minutes ago.
Oh, whoa! Watch it!
What is that?
Is that the--
the boson-energy-transfer unit?
That's the one.
Warning. Power failure.
Engines at 70%.
Discovery,
we're losing engines.
Grab a phase discriminator.
Where?
Over there.
You say that like
it should be obvious.
Just pretend like
your life depends on it.
You know? Like mine does.
You know, I-I was told
to-to follow your lead,
that-that you would let me know
what you needed.
What are you talking about?
Engines at 60%.
I'm-I'm talking about...
me, trying to be sensitive.
And you being you.
You do realize
you've spoken to me more today
than you have in the past,
what, five months?
That's not true.
Ever since you found out
I could run the spore drive.
Your ego got bruised
and then you blamed me.
Nothing to do with it.
What is it, then?
You remind me
of how helpless I was.
When I look at you,
all I can see is how close I got
to losing everything.
Again.
You were the one
who saved my family.
I wasn't able
to do anything and...
I hate that feeling.
Engines at 30%.
Data scan complete.
Go.
Pull off the neurotransmitter
and get back to Discovery.
Start analyzing.
I can't.
What?
The-the distortions that keep
interfering with my holo--
I haven't been able to send
any of the data back.
It lives here,
on this ship...
and nowhere else.
Captain, we've got something.
Okay, uh, this is what
the subspace
gravitational waves look like
where Book is.
Whatever's making them
hit us harder,
they're hitting him harder, too.
Yikes, right?
But we think, in theory,
Book could catch
one of these waves
and sort of...
ride it out.
Mr. Booker's engines
are losing power.
How could he even attempt
such a thing?
Newtonian mechanics.
Basic application
of fluid dynamics.
I used to kite-surf the biggest
breaks on Manark IV.
It's the same basic idea.
If Book accelerated
into the distortion here,
the buoyancy will take care
of the rest.
But without
navigational sensors,
he won't be able to gauge
the right angle--
he can't just feel it.
Maybe there's a way he can.
Tilly, can you turn
this holo rendering
into programmable matter?
Oh, you bet.
Uh... why would I do that?
You want me to do what?
Like kite-surfing.
If you hit it at
just the right angle,
it will carry your ship out.
I'm flying blind.
I'll tell you when.
You just have
to follow my mark exactly.
Got it.
Engines at 20%.
You think that repair will hold?
It's barely stitched together.
It could blow any time.
Glad I asked.
On my mark.
Get ready...
Now!
You sure?
Go!
What happened? Book?
I missed it.
Damn.
Listen.
Another will come.
It'll be tight, but--
but there is enough power
to the engine
to give it one more shot.
You get to try again.
That's something.
We'll-we'll try this again.
It's over.
It's not.
Pull off the transmitter.
No.
You're not even here.
No one's here.
I'm here. We're all here.
Another distortion will come
in less than two minutes.
Are you ready?
Book? Are you there?
Book.
Book, we don't have
a lot of time.
Captain...
I think he may need
a little more help
with this one.
Perhaps now is
an appropriate time
for you to set aside
the captain
in favor of the partner?
Bryce, open a private channel,
please.
Hey, Book.
It's just us now.
You and me.
And I need you
to listen to me:
You couldn't have saved them.
There is nothing
you could've done.
You couldn't have known.
The birds...
The way they took to the sky...
I should have sensed it.
No.
This isn't your fault.
I should've taken them with me.
Kyheem...
Leto...
I failed, Michael.
I failed them.
I know it feels that way.
But you didn't.
You didn't fail them.
And I won't fail you,
now or ever.
I am with you.
The entire crew is with you.
We're gonna do everything
in our power
to make sure
you make it back safely.
But I need you to trust me
right now.
Please.
♪
Just close your eyes.
Listen to my voice.
Stay with us.
Stay with me.
I'll tell you when to go,
and when I do, I need you to
gun it
with whatever you have left.
Another distortion
wave is coming.
Just ride it out.
Get ready.
Open your eyes.
Now.
Any sign?
Not yet.
I'm free. I'm clear.
Transmitting scan data now.
It's time to come home.
And well done, Commander Bryce.
May we all cultivate
such life-saving hobbies.
Thank you, Mr. Saru.
Nice work, you.
Oh.
Really good work.
Thanks.
Cut it close there, for sure.
Well, this... data
should be a gold mine.
Oh, don't look at me.
That was all you.
I just drove this thing.
Thank you.
For saving my family.
I'm going to figure
this thing out. For you.
Whatever it takes.
I promise.
You know...
I do get arm tingles
in the spore drive.
Yeah.
Weirdest thing.
I'm going to take this off now.
Welcome back.
Lieutenant Callahan,
please report to Engineering.
Oh. Hey.
Hi, sorry.
Um, I just wanted to thank you,
uh, for your advice,
um, with Adira.
It can be hard for them
to let others see past
how bright they are.
Yeah.
You have a very,
uh, light touch with people.
I really admire that.
You do, too.
Usually.
Yeah. I think, um,
you were right
about me feeling pressure.
Um, not about the station,
but...
I mean, don't get me wrong,
that was just...
unbelievably shitty.
But, um...
But this is something...
bigger?
Yeah, like...
Things just don't f... feel
the same way that they used to.
Like...
I don't know,
something's off. Or, um...
I'm off.
Uh...
I don't know,
I was kind of hoping that
we could talk about it sometime.
Like, talk-talk.
Like, uh... professionally?
Of course.
And whatever it is,
we'll figure it out together.
Hmm?
Thanks.
Okay.
That wasn't so hard.
Whew.
Just... little awkward.
Not-But not hard.
You did good.
Thank you.
I'm gonna go
dig into that data.
All right.
All right.
Go save the world.
Oh, I will.
You were kind of a...
Oh, my God.
...big deal today,
you know that?
Your algorithms are...
mathematical works of art.
Thank you.
I guess I, um... made waves.
Okay, no.
What is it?
You-you got to see
your body today.
Which is huge
and I'm-I'm so happy
that you get
to incorporate soon.
I hear a "but"...
No.
It's okay.
You can tell me.
Nalas...
everything that, uh, happened,
you know, the suddenness of it,
and just the whole awful thing,
um, reminded me
of what happened to you.
It's just been on my mind.
I...
I didn't want to bring it up
on such a joyful day,
so I'm-I'm really sorry.
I don't even know how to begin
to talk about this.
You just did.
You're really good at this,
you know?
The... the being there
for people.
You always have been, so...
Everyone's got to have
their thing.
Yeah.
And you're gonna make
a great Guardian someday.
Hey.
Hey.
Hell of a day.
Brilliant flying.
You were right.
I wasn't ready.
But you did it.
And you trusted me.
Thank you for that.
I keep seeing him.
Leto.
I don't know if he knew...
if I ever let him know
how much I loved him.
You know, for so many years,
I told myself
I didn't need family.
Didn't need Kwejian.
But then I found
my brother again...
the nephew
I didn't even know I had...
And when I looked at Leto...
I saw a new beginning.
For all of us.
We could give him a future
where there was a home...
and family...
and love.
And nothing he couldn't do.
I'm sorry.
They're gone, Michael.
Mr. Saru.
Lieutenant.
Has the data
from Mr. Booker's ship
shed new light on
the nature of this threat?
Not yet. We still have an
Everest-sized mountain of data
to analyze.
Oh, uh...
Earth mountain. It's very big.
Doesn't matter. Point being,
I did find something.
The reason
the distortions got worse,
even though Discovery
held its position?
So this is the anomaly
when we arrived.
And this is it after we left.
It changed direction?
What could have caused that?
That's the thing:
there is nothing in
my understanding of astrophysics
that can explain it.
But... we gathered this data
in order to predict its path.
Are you saying
we cannot do that?
No, sir, we can't.
It could go anywhere,
at any time, and...
we may not have
any kind of warning at all.
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