Star Trek: Picard (2020–…): Season 2, Episode 6 - Two of One - full transcript

Welcome to the very end

of the road not taken.

Previously on
Star Trek: Picard...

Q went back in time
and changed the present.

- When was it?
- 2024.

In Los Angeles.
There is someone there to help.

My name is Tallinn.
Pleasure to meet you.

I have devoted my entire being

to protecting one individual.

Your ancestor.

Agnes...



- Let him go!
- I could take his body.

- But it's you I want.

- Agnes--
- No, i-it's not my blood.

But I think I just killed
our only way home.

Breaking the Shenzhen Convention

has serious consequences.

I'm doing this for our children.

We have no choice
but to revoke your license

- and your funding.
What a sad irony.

A geneticist whose daughter

has incurable genetic disease?

Sunlight burns like fire?

But you do have this.

Analyze it.



- If you like what you see,

give me a call. Then maybe...

you can help me with something
that I might want.

- Kore?

- No, no, no!

What do you need?

Does the name "Picard"
mean anything to you?

The Europa mission launches
in three days.

I'm not sure Renée
will be on it.

Are you ready for this?

Are you gonna choke
when they need you?

Because lives depend on it.

And that scares me.

So no Europa mission,

no Renée, no hope.

Everyone hates everyone.

We need to stop her
from quitting

for the next 15 hours.

She has to go
to the gala tonight.

This is
a maximum security function.

Each guest is issued
a radio frequency invite

that corresponds
to a database of their entire

life history.

So we hack the database.

Jurati will go in first,
infiltrate

security and inject our IDs

- into the system.
- It worked.

- I'm inside the surveillance room.
- Excellent.

Waiting for your signal.

Once I'm gone, you are alone.

You need me, Agnes.

Need me, Agnes.

Admiral, can you hear me?

Jean-Luc?

Don't go. Stay with us.

Admiral, are you okay?

Jean-Luc?

Maman!

- Admiral?
- Rios, is he okay?

- Stay with us, Jean-Luc.
Then come find me.

Okay, we have to get him
to a hospital.

- What about your ship?

Maman!

You did it again.

What?

You called me Laris.

I thought, uh,

you might be an ancestor.

But she's Romulan, so, um,

didn't seem possible.

You know,
your voice does this...

funny little thing
when you say her name.

Who is she, anyhow?

Oh, no one of importance.

Thanks for that.

Now I know what it looks like
when you lie.

Rios, let's take our positions.

Once Jurati clones our IDs
onto these bracelets,

we can get past security.

And then we won't have to
worry about facial recognition

- once we're inside.
- Jurati?

What's your status?

Agnes...

Jurati?

Jurati...

I'm in position.

Good. We're ready when you are.

Captured on purpose.

Clever little plan.

I do miss Locutus.

I'm 100% sure
he doesn't miss you.

Picard to Jurati,

the line is moving.

I need you to speed things up.

Copy that, uh, give me 60.

The key's in his pocket.

I know.

You probably should have waited
until he was

standing a bit closer to you.

You don't look
like a 60-year-old southern

- heart surgeon.
- There must be a mistake.

Here, try again.

If you'd like to give me
a little more control,

I could help you.

Jurati, we're out of time!

Fine, I give up!

Help me.

Pull.

IDs uploading.

You're good.

Enjoy your evening.

Thank you.

Better late than never.

But I knew you could do it.

- You're welcome.

If you don't shut up,

I will find a way
to destroy you.

I beg your pardon?

No, sorry, not for you.

Let's go. They'll be waking soon

with some short-term memory loss
and I'd like to get back

to enjoying my-- our...

evening.

♪

♪

♪

♪

He's not gonna make it.

There must be something...
We're losing him!

Stay with us, Jean-Luc.

- Quick, do something!
- What's happening to him?

Quick, do something!
He's flatlining.

No!

Picard!

Picard?

Get in here.

That's an order.

It's nice to meet you.

I'd say so far so good.

- But you know her best.
- Ah...

she looks all right,
but she's gotten

pretty good
at putting on an act.

There's this thing

she does with her earlobe.

Truth is,

I've been
protecting Renée from afar

for 24 years.

I may have lost my touch
a little when it comes

to engaging with humans.

You've never spoken to her

in all those years?

It's not just a rule,
it's a code we live by.

No connection.

I'm a ghost.

It's the best way
to keep her safe.

And who is watching over you?

Ten hours to quarantine, Picard.

We just need
to keep Renée safe till then.

♪

Who are we tonight, Agnes?

I like it.

There is no "we."

I believe that's the proper
pronoun for when one

shares one's body
with one's new friend.

We are not sharing.
You are a houseguest.

It's just until I can figure out
what to do with you.

You just couldn't let me die.

You are not the one I'm saving.

Now we're splitting hairs.

Oh, it was fun
lying to your friends.

Especially the one
you had intercourse with.

It wasn't fun at all.

Not the intercourse, that was...

I hated lying to my friends.

It was an impossible choice.

Couldn't let the cop die,
but I couldn't kill

the one thing
that could get us home, either.

It's the best thing
for everyone.

Keep telling yourself that,
dear.

Will you stop talking?

- Enough shop talk, let's play.
- No!

There's no play-- no playing.

I told you I have
a mission to accomplish.

I'm just saying all of these

stress hormones
aren't good for us.

I don't mind
a little shot of adrenaline

with a norepinephrine chaser,
but...

I'd say we're past the optimal
amounts of cortisol here.

But whatever you say, I guess.

You're in control here.

What can I get you?

- Club soda, please?
- Certainly.

Hey, Raf?

Perimeter's clear.

Looks like Renée's keeping busy.

And there's no sign of Q.

Oh, wait for it, wait for it.

- Ta-da!

It's real, Raffi.

Ay-ya-ya.

- I mean, you've got to--
- No, I'm good, sweetie.

Have you ever seen
actual matches like this?

Where they come in bunches

under this little cover.

Who-who is this?
This whole thing here.

This glow.

It's like you're...

happy.

I'm just making
the best of things.

Mm-hmm. well, I know you.

So I find that alarming.

21st-century Earth isn't
what I thought it would be.

- Mm.
- Everything's so intense.

All the cars
and the honking and shouting.

It's dirty.

Music everywhere.

Ah.

The food is amazing.

- The cigars.
- Yeah.

It's not just that.

No, you've been walking around
with that big, goofy smile

on your face
ever since you were locked up

with that doctor.

Did you know that she built
that clinic from the ground up?

The people in that community
had nowhere to go

until she got there.

- She saves lives.
- Rios.

Do not even think
about going there.

I'm trying not to.

Try harder.

Because when you meet someone
from a different century,

the relationship is
kind of built on lies.

Someone's enjoying themselves.

Mm-hmm.

There's a lot of baggage
with those Borg implants.

It's kind of nice to see
her travel light for a while.

Does she normally drink
like that?

Well, she's going
into quarantine tomorrow.

Maybe it's a last hurrah.

She's doing the thing
with the ear.

That usually means the beginning
of a downward spiral.

I've got an intercept program.

I'm gonna see who she's texting.

She does seem to check

her mobile device quite a bit.

Oh, we all do that.

She's texting her therapist.

Q, whatever.
"I can't do this.

"I'm not ready for this mission.

"When this party is over,

I'm gonna tell Musa I'm out."

And Q is encouraging her
to quit.

Which is Musa?

Uh, the mission commander.
Her boss.

I am going to speak with Renée.

Uh-uh,
we're not breaking the code.

It's kept Renée safe
her entire life.

- I understand that...
- What if Q is right?

What if she's not ready?

Perhaps...

it's you who is not ready.

This is her destiny.

You've done a good job.

Now let her go.

All right.

It will help our odds

if we can get Commander Musa
out of play.

Yeah. We need Dr. Jurati.
She speaks his language.

Picard to Jurati.

Picard to Jurati.

Feeling better?

We needed a little break.

I just want you
to live a little,

but there's only so much
I can do.

That's by design.

This is 50/50, remember?

Champagne, please.

- Of course.
I've noticed

we've been getting
some attention this evening.

It's the dress.

It's us. Together.

You're showing your potential.

Is your communicator down?

- Picard's calling you.
- Oh.

I'm sorry. I-I think we, um,

I must've accidentally
turned it off.

Are you doing all right?

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm..

Do you want to sit down?
You can lean on me.

I know.

You were great that way.

Agnes,
you've been through a lot.

Just a few hours ago,
you had blood on your hands.

Your eyebrows are doing
that cute little thing

they do
when you're worried about me.

I just want you to tell me
what's going on with you.

- Why?
- Because...

I care about you.

You know that.

Don't let fear get in the way.

Allow me.

Oh, that was a strong pull.

Um...

That's, that's not what I meant.

No, I'm sorry. I think I'm--

I'm just not myself tonight.

No, it's, uh...

Counter thrusters are off-line.

Brace position.

- Cutoff unresponsive.

Impact. Three...

two...

one.

Okay.

All right.

Where's she going?

I don't know,
but we can't wait for Jurati.

It's now or never.

What are you gonna say
to convince her?

I'm not quite sure.

Picard.

Adam Soong.

I believe we have
a friend in common.

A Mr. Q.

He's not a friend.

- That's what he said about you.
- Listen to me.

Have nothing to do with him.

I have no interest

in being part of some...

whatever this is...

so do yourself a favor.

Walk away.

I can't allow Renée
to complete this mission.

Stay away from her.

I could say the same to you.

I don't have a choice.

You really don't understand

who you're dealing with.

Neither do you.

Dr. Soong.

Thank you
for the generous donation

to the Europa Mission.

I'm in shock.
Welcome to the board.

Hmm.

Anything we can do for you?
A VIP tour?

Actually, there is something.

That gentleman is dangerous.

Stay with us, Jean-Luc.
Don't go.

Don't leave us!
We're losing him!

Clear!

Jean-Luc. Look up.

♪

Guys, I think
I'm in trouble here.

I've lost Renée.

- Does anyone have her?
I do.

She's on the move.

You can't push me like that.

I'm trying to get you
to understand

that good things happen
when you lose control.

Tallinn, I could use some help
down here.

Admiral, I don't know
how much longer

Renée's gonna stick around.

We're jeopardizing the mission.
We need to leave.

Don't be ridiculous.

Jean-Luc?

They've got the exits covered.

Tallinn, they've got us
surrounded.

You want to help? Let's help.

Your friends need a distraction.

Initiating
nano-electronic pulse.

Lights out, Agnes.

Now get to work.

Quick, now we can go.

♪ We're running
with the shadows♪

♪ Of the night♪

♪ Baby take my hand,
you'll be all right♪

♪ Surrender all your dreams♪

♪ To me tonight♪

♪ They'll come true♪

♪ In the end♪

♪ Oh, girl♪

♪ It's a cold world♪

♪ When you keep it all
to yourself♪

♪ Now you can't hide
on the inside♪

♪ All the pain
you've ever felt♪

♪ Ransom my heart,
but, baby, don't look back♪

♪ 'Cause we got nobody else♪

♪ We're running
with the shadows of the night ♪

♪ Baby, take my hand,
you'll be all right♪

♪ Surrender
all your dreams to me♪

♪ Tonight♪

♪ They'll come true♪

♪ In the end.♪

It worked.

Oh, I am proud of you, Agnes.

Thank you for the flood
of endorphins, by the way.

Those nasty little stress
hormones were getting in my way.

What's happening?

This was my plan all along.

Finally, the endorphins
I needed.

I think I'll steer
this ship for a while.

No, wait. I-I'm in control.

Not anymore.

You seem upset.

I-I'm sorry.
I don't want to be rude, but...

I'd like to be alone, okay?

In my experience,
when I'm distraught,

I find talking about
something else often helps.

Any suggestions then?

Look up.

Can you tell me about that ship?

OV-165 shuttle.

I call her "Spike"

because she's got these
kick-ass aerospike engines

that use less fuel.

I don't...

mean any offense, but...

you seem a little up in years
to be a security guard.

True.

But...

I am the wisest of them all.

I bet you're thinking
they let anyone

be an astronaut these days.

Sometimes those

who shine the brightest

feel the sting
of fear and melancholy

in ways that others

can never understand.

You're talking like you know me.

You're Renée Picard, astronaut

of the Europa Mission.

You must be capable
of such great things

to have come this far.

You remind me
a bit of my mother.

She, too,

loved the stars.

And she, too...

struggled.

Sometimes fear is
a friendly reminder

you're not ready for something.

No.

Fear is fear.

It doesn't speak in riddles.

Fear means...

you're smart.

You understand the risks.

So what are you afraid of?

I don't know
where I would begin.

And you found a way
to live with it?

I've found that even in

the darkest circumstances,

there is a light.

Sometimes only a glimmer.

Trust that light.

Find a way back.

No matter what it takes.

Your mother

was very lucky to have you.

Jean-Luc?

Come and find me.

Maman. Maman!

Well.

Oh, I almost forgot.

I was sent to collect you.

Dr. Jemison is gonna
make a toast.

They want all
the astronauts on the stage.

Will you be joining them?

I will.

I want you to remove
an obstacle.

Renée Picard.

Going around the outside
will get us there the quickest.

I'm afraid
this is as far as I go.

Thanks again for the pep talk.

I don't suppose you want
to catch a ride to Europa?

I feel like you could
hang in the cockpit,

keep everyone calm.

Ooh, I'm very tempted.

But, uh, perhaps another time?

Why do I feel like I know you?

Admiral!

- He's got a pulse.
- Okay, we have to get him
to a hospital.

- They'll want ID.
- What about your ship?

A biobed is not a doctor.

I know someone.

Admiral, stay with us.

Does he have any conditions?

He's... had some transplants.

- Some? How many?
- All of them.

He's got an unstable arrhythmia.

- His heart's all over the place.
What does that mean?

It means he's in the middle
of a major cardiac event.

Clear!

Is he okay?

He's back in normal sinus.

- Blood pressure is stabilizing.
Okay.

Teresa--

Everybody out!

My God! What happened to you?

I'm fine.

All my life...

all my life I've invented.

Machines.

Medicine.

I knew I could bend the rules.

Take the risks.

Were you driving?

Do I need to call someone?

I poured my heart into you.

I let myself believe

you were the one.

You'd make it.

And now...

after everything I did...

...realized
what I'm capable of doing...

...I still failed.

I'm still going to lose you.

- My life's work.
- You're scaring me.

I'm so sorry.

I didn't stop her!

I may have stopped him,
collateral.

- But not her.
- Dad!

It's me. Why are you
talking like this?

Why?

The why matters.

The why of things matters.

And you...

you are my why.

Saving you.

My life's work.

Dad?

Dad, just be honest with me.

So...

Jurati can sing.

Any word from her?

Nope.

We did succeed in getting Renée

into quarantine.

He's stable.

But non-responsive.

I'll be back in an hour.

I have a son
who's about to wake up

and wonder where I am
for the second time this week.

How long will he be out?

Honestly...

I don't know.
Everything's working.

- I'm not sure
why he's not waking up.
- Well, not good enough.

- She's doing the best she can.
- I don't need your help.

Okay, can we see him now?

- Sure.
Thank you.

- I know this is nuts.
- Nah.

It was super fun
coming to my raided clinic

in the middle of the night
and sticking my hands

in your boss' chest.

You came.

I've used a defibrillator
way more times

than I can count.

Maybe your kid
was messing with it.

Cranked it.

Deep respect for a grown man

who will scapegoat
an innocent child.

Who are you?

I know what it looks like.

Or-or not, but...

trust me.

We're the good guys.

Good guys never say that.

♪

I think this is good.

I think we're good here.

- Hello, little girl.
- Hi.

Where do you live?
- Why don't I remember this?

- In a cave.
- In a cave? I don't--

Before I give you
a piece of cake,

I need you to close your eyes
and make a wish.

Why have I never seen
this photo?

Or any of these?

July 11.

Today was a good day.

Life signs are looking up.

I estimate Persephone has a 97%

chance of survival.

August 12, Friday.

Persephone died
from complications.

One month old.

Who the hell is Persephone?

January 23.

Despoina, age three.

Persephatta's liver failure
caused her brain to swell.

Artemis is currently
in the midst of...

Today...

was a hard one.

Frustration got
the better of me.

I know now...

this one will be the last.

And there's a...

There's a sense of release
in that.

I will do anything
and everything

to make sure she survives.

Kore.

What am I?

Dad, what did you do?

His amygdala is responding
as if he's in imminent danger.

All of his synapses are firing.

That doesn't seem right.

Brain activity should be minimal
in a coma.

Exactly.

The doctor doesn't know
why he's still out.

What if this is mental?

All of his vital signs
appear normal.

There's no brain swelling.

No brain bleed.

Jean-Luc, look up at the stars.

You have to get me out.
Jean-Luc, please!

Uh... what's happening?

He's stuck in there.

And the longer he is,

the harder it'll be
to ever get him out.

I could go in.

Sorry, what now?

In... side him?

Maybe I can pull him out.

Using
my neuro-optic interceptor.

The same synaptic pathways
I hijack

to look outwards,
could be travelled in.

To the subconscious.

A kind of jury-rigged mind meld.

Once I gain access to his mind,

I can hack into whatever memory

or thought he's fixated on.

In theory, interact with it.

Take his lead,
get him show me how

- to help him out.
- No

No!

His brain is comatose
for a reason.

- It's protective.
- A lot of what we do
is protective.

It doesn't mean
it's good for us.

Guys? No.

- Am I right?
As long

as Renée is being
targeted by a god,

or whatever this Q is,
no safe house on earth

can protect her.

The only person
who knows anything at all

about said god
is unconscious on this table.

You got a better plan? Please.

Otherwise,
I'm not waiting for him

to work shit out in there.

Teresa and us,

we watch over him out here.

Tallinn sees
what she can do in there.

Raf, we don't protect Renée,

we don't get our future back.

And we need Picard awake
to do that.

We have to try.

Fine. Why not?

Burrow into his psyche. I mean,

what could go wrong?

Tons, obviously.

But statistically...

odds-wise...

given everything
that's happened to us

since we crashed into
this bullshit time period...

...how much worse
could it possibly get?

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