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♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ I'm trying to fly a UFO♪

♪ Don't really do this often♪

♪ Plus I forgot all the controls♪

♪ Me and my sexy problems♪

♪ If love's the drug then I'm a mug♪

♪ And I've tried plenty of them♪

♪ You're the best version that I've seen♪

♪ No GPS, no ETA♪

♪ I don't know what I'm doing♪

♪ Now my world's exploded♪

♪ I was hoping I could maybe move in♪

♪ If love's the key, I've lost a bunch♪

♪ Something just keeps me looking♪

♪ You're the best version that I've seen♪

♪ And I need♪

♪ Somewhere to land♪

♪ I might as well fall♪

♪ Into your earthly hands♪

♪ So let me know♪

TARIMA: I'm telling you.

-CALEB [laughs]: Stop it. -TARIMA: I'm telling you.

♪ UFO♪

CALEB: Okay, tell me.

Humans aren't the center of the universe,

believe it or not. So, "tell me

about your first time" has a completely different meaning

-for everyone else. -Yeah, no, I get that,

but I'm... I'm just trying

to fully grasp what you just said.

Okay, okay, okay, okay. He was part Deltan,

and I didn't know that for Deltans,

there's this whole thing with bowls of cleansing milk

you're supposed to douse your body with,

and then his extended family dances around you

in a circle with these weird Deltan, like, tambourines.

-No. -Yes.

-No, family tambourine dancing? -Yes, family tambourine dancing.

So much has happened to me in my life,

but nothing is worse than this story.

-Yeah. Then... -I feel sick.

...they drape you in the robes

of ancient star mariners,

and then you have to sing the ancient mariner duet

called "Fruitful Coupling."

Unfortunately, I'm gonna need to hear the song.

Well, then you're gonna have to hook up with a Deltan

because it haunts me and I will not be singing it.

Eh, I'd rather just hook up with you again.

You sure?

Oh, yeah.

'Cause you know that Deltans,

they do this thing...

-Uh-oh. -[whispering]

W-What?

Are you serious?

-What, you don't believe me? -No, I don't believe you.

-That's so-- -I'll show you right now.

♪ I'll water your plants♪

♪ I'll share your socks♪

♪ But I can't hold your hand♪

♪ With my fingers crossed♪

♪ I thought I was sure♪

♪ But I guess I'm not♪

♪ And you're the best version that I've seen♪

♪ I need...♪

TARIMA [whispers]: Caleb...

Open your eyes.

♪ ♪

♪

CALEB: What's happening?

TARIMA: Betazoids can mind-speak.

CALEB: What is this place?

TARIMA: The safest place I know.

I wanted you to feel safe.

With me.

♪ ♪

Hey, don't--

-I love you! -Mom!

[panting]

Were we... in my head?

That was in my head.

I thought we were in your head. How did you--

I swear, I didn't do that on purpose.

It just... happened.

I'm so sorry.

Your mom--

It's not something I wanted to share.

Okay? You could have at least warned me.

-I just said-- -I mean, do you just go around,

'cause that's... that's not cool.

Okay? If it's a weird Betazoid thing, then you should just--

I should what?

Control it better? Hide?

You can't just go into my head and see things like that.

It's not a weird Betazoid thing.

It's part of who I am.

I'm not for everyone. I get it.

[P.A. chimes]

COMPUTER: Attention,Athena.

All cadets participating in today's

joint Academy exercise

will report to the Atrium in ten minutes.

-That's not what I meant. -Stop.

I really am sorry.

-Tarima. -[door whooshes open]

[door whooshes shut]

NAHLA: There was a time when Starfleet could travel

through Federation territory without a second thought.

Today, the galaxy is a hell of a lot more complicated.

As future

Starfleet officers, you'll encounter challenges

your predecessors never had to imagine, let alone face.

It's our job to prepare you for the unimaginable.

That preparation begins now.

Take a moment, look outside.

This is a ship graveyard.

A few years ago,

the War College began using this site

as a training ground for crisis response.

Today, the War College and Starfleet Academy

will work together in a joint training exercise.

We will be using that ship--

the USS Miyazaki.

It carried an experimental warp alternative

called "the Singularity Drive."

But when the crew first activated it,

the ship was destroyed

by a cascading series of mechanical failures.

Her crew perished.

Half of you will go on board

to simulate a crisis response mission.

The other half will remain on the Athenabridge on alert

so you can learn how to effectively monitor

and support crew members on away missions.

Chancellor.

You will work in two teams

to reactivate life support aboard the Miyazaki,

then restart the ship's computer in under one hour.

Blue Team, led by Lieutenant Commander Tomov,

will use Starfleet's newest plasma-based life-support system

and travel over via shuttle.

No questions will be permitted.

And no additional information will be provided

while en route.

Blue Team will have tactical support from Red Team,

who will provide operational and logistical support

fromAthena's bridge.

Away missions only succeed with teamwork.

Blue and Red must work together.

If you fail to revive the ship within 60 minutes,

the away team will return to the shuttle,

and both teams will be replaced by the next rotations.

When shift change is called, take your assigned stations.

Do not replace your Red Team counterpart

until handoff has been confirmed.

KELREC: In the field, your life

and the lives of those around you may depend

on your ability to make the most of limited resources.

In five years, no team has scored above 65%.

Good luck.

DIGITAL DEAN OF STUDENTS: Attention, cadets.

Once you have finished yourMiyazaki shift,

please report to the cadet master's office

for a mandatory debrief.

Are you meditating?

This challenge... echoes for me.

My path to the War College began

when I first read of the Miyazaki

in Tales From the Frontier,

a source of hope in darker days.

Tales From the Frontier?

A comic book.

Adventure stories of the Miyazakiand her crew.

I would have followed Captain Chi anywhere.

Federation propaganda.

Feel-good, colonizing bullshit to brainwash poor kids

into fighting the good fight for Big Brother Starfleet.

Or inspire them.

A concept clearly beyond your understanding.

TOMOV: Enough jib-jab. Let's focus on teamwork.

I need you functioning as a unit over there.

My shore leave depends on it.

SAM: Sir?

I wagered Commander Lura you would be the ones

who finally restore power on the Miyazaki.

Don't let me down.

I haven't been off this ship in six months.

ATHENA COMPUTER: The cadets' shuttle

has departed shuttle bay, Captain Ake.

Scans show that all systems and sensors are nominal.

They're approaching theMiyazaki now.

NAHLA: Thank you, Computer.

Commander Tomov, what's your status?

TOMOV:Athena, we have lock. Do you copy?

GENESIS: Affirmative, Commander Tomov.

Lock is stable. You're clear to board.

Wake up that ship!

60 seconds, and I lose my bet

that you could jump-start life support

within two minutes of boarding.

[whistling softly]

TOMOV: Perhaps my confidence was misplaced.

[clattering]

[Caleb blowing]

Tick-tock.

Is programmable matter permitted?

It's not forbidden.

Cadet Mir has done his homework.

Initiating reroute.

[zaps]

NAHLA: I can't believe you bet Tomov

that Blue Team wouldn't make it in two minutes.

-I want in. -What's the wager?

An extra day of shore leave

against one gamma shift watch says you lose.

LURA: Mm-hmm. They're already down to...

34 seconds.

Accepted.

30 seconds.

LURA: And when you are

standing your lonely watch,

I will be drinking ghan'aq

and reciting your name

along with the many who have fallen to my superior...

Captain, we have power readings on the Miyazaki.

They did it.

[chuckling]

Now I'm grumpy.

Oh...

Uh-huh.

TOMOV: Well done, Mir.

Life support is online.

You may deactivate your plasma shields.

You're welcome.

Captain, I'm getting some weird readings here.

They look almost like transporter signals,

but I've never seen anything like it.

No, this signature is not us.

It's not Starfleet.

Is this part of the exercise?

Nobody else has clearance to board.

-Scan for incoming vessels. -KELREC: 15.

No. Make that 30 unknown power sources moving

in a spherical configuration around the Miyazaki.

GENESIS: Captain, ten new life-form readings

just appeared out of nowhere.

They're boarding the ship.

Emergency transport, get Blue Team out now

and take us to lockdown mode.

No personnel in or out of Academy decks.

Talk to me, Lura.

LURA: I cannot get a lock on Blue Team.

Our transporter signal is blocked.

GENESIS: There's a massive energy field surrounding

the Miyazaki.

It's jamming all systems.

I-I got no sensors, no comms.

-We're being hailed. -Red Alert!

Put it through.

[alarm blares]

I am N'Duwo Skra.

And I claim this salvage for the Furies.

I am Captain Nahla Ake of the United Federation.

We are hungry, Nahla Ake.

I would like to resolve this situation immediately

to our mutual satisfaction.

Latinum. 30,000 bars.

You have five hours.

No Starfleet vessels within a light-year,

or I eat his flesh.

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♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

What's happening?

Shift rotation has been suspended.

-Is this a drill? -Would that it were. Stay put.

[distant alarm blaring]

NAHLA: You've been running this exercise

for years with no problems. We scanned every inch.

They arrived just after we did, according to the last readings

we received before the jamming field went up.

So they likely have a cloaked vessel nearby.

Explains the five-hour window.

They probably can't maintain their cloak for much longer.

We're paying the-the ransom, yes?

The Latinum is set for transfer,

but, Nahla, you need to know that

the Furies have a nasty habit of killing their hostages

even after their demands are met.

What else do we know about them?

Almost nothing, except they're human-alien hybrids.

Skra killed 19 guards breaking out of prison the last time.

He operates in the disputed territories

and pays his mercenaries a fortune

because their survival is never guaranteed.

All right, if their ship's cloaked, maybe we can

take out their jamming field.

VANCE: I have five capital ships

waiting to jump to warp

one light-year from your position.

There's no way a frontal assault ends without bodies.

There may be another way.

Oh, but it sticks in my craw, and I'm loath to even say it.

The Furies have had a few dust-ups

with the Venari Ral in Sector 119.

The man responsible for getting rid of them is our old friend.

NAHLA: You're not actually suggesting

we ask Nus Braka for help?

VANCE: Look, I fully recognize

it's a wildly dangerous gamble.

With less than five hours, it's the best of bad options,

-not good ones. -Excuse me.

The man tried to take over our ship.

I'm well aware, Captain.

Starfleet intelligence indicates

that Nus used some sort of specialized weapon

to clear the Furies out of Sector 119.

Braka might be willing to share that information with us

for a price.

How do we even know where he is?

Venari Ral activity has increased

in the outskirts of Federation space.

Intelligence suspects he's nearby.

Command is willing to suspend his outstanding warrants

for 72 hours if he'll come to us.

The enemy of our enemy.

Is usually just another enemy.

This one's an asshole.

My cadets are trained to deal with hostage situations.

They know the rules.

Tomov will keep them safe until we find a viable solution.

[growling, screeching]

[growling continues]

Who goes out of the airlock first?

[clicking, screeching]

[growling]

[screeching]

[growling]

You...

You go first!

[grunting]

-Ah! -[snarls]

[screeches]

Behind you! Look out behind you!

[screeches, roars]

[screeching]

[shouting]

[screeches]

Go! Go! Go!

Get to the bridge now!

-[screeches] -[grunts]

[snarling]

[screeching]

-[screeching] -[growling]

[Tomov yelling]

-[crunching] -[screaming]

The Miyazakibridge has emergency seals.

Find the manual control!

-Almost there. -KYLE: Athena,come in.

Do you read me?

Comms for our deltas are down.

It's not that bad. I'm okay.

Bridge is secured.

This might scar.

What's a soldier without a few scars?

Are you sure you are not part Klingon?

SAM: Why haven't they transported us out yet?

Or-or sent in a-a rescue team or something?

Because the Furies have some tactical advantage

that they cannot overcome without risking our lives.

-Or worst-case scenario-- -Don't.

You heard that asshole earlier.

He was gonna send a message to Athena

by chucking one of us out of the airlock.

-She's still there. -Focus.

This is what we train for.

What happened back there?

-Commander Tomov... -Followed protocol.

He sacrificed himself. Without even thinking.

A famous officer once said,

"The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few.

Or the one."

-[banging] -[screeching]

Move! Move, move!

Clear the door!

The emergency lockdown system is not enough.

The force field is off. We must bring it back online.

I have an idea.

Computer...

[singsongy]: Can you hear me?

[screeching continues]

B'AVI: The computer has been nonfunctional

for over a century.

Its main power is off. It is dead.

No, not dead. Just...

sleeping.

The computer was able to transfer itself

to the few undamaged sections of the system,

but there's not enough space left to download its data,

so it divided itself,

scattering pieces of its memory into micro-pockets of code.

Waiting for someone to put it back together.

A search through that many lines of code would require years.

For you.

-[snarling] -[high-pitched whirring]

[high-pitched whirring]

♪

What is it, Number One?

Something was just ejected

from the Miyazaki'sairlock, Captain.

NAHLA: Enhance.

♪ ♪

[hyperventilating] No, no. No, no.

-Number One. -They-they killed him.

Medbay, now.

[hyperventilating continues]

I'm sorry.

LURA: Cadets, back to your training posts now.

Let's go.

Looks like it's Nus's lucky day.

Let's hope the space pirate's willing to parley.

♪ ♪

[phasers charging]

[jingling]

Do it.

Oh, Nahla, Nahla,

my space boo, my solar flame,

my interstellar bestie!

[cackles] The hills are alive with the sound of murder

and I'm just, I'm wanked, spanked

and ready to be a diplomat. [laughs]

You look terrible.

[sniffs] Oh.

[swishes] Mmm.

Oh, that is a slippery cat-piss aftertaste.

Lovely. [chuckles]

[gargles]

Oh. Overtones of creamy flatworm.

Wow! [wheezing laugh]

VANCE: Okay, as you asked,

I think that's every añejo

certified by the Court of Galactic Sommeliers

that our replicators are capable of creating, so...

I appreciate it.

It's quite a different bouquet

when the Federation's deciding to be hospitable, mm?

That's, uh, that's fancy tequila talk, you know.

VANCE: We appreciate you

consulting with us on our problem today.

Problem? [laughing]

Problem?

[laughing]

Yeah. Problem.

"Sorry, Mom and Dad, but, uh,

we left your kids in the shredder."

I understand you may have identified a weapon

to which the Furies are vulnerable.

Yeah, you know why I'm so good at my job?

-Humility? -NUS: I know what I can do

and what I can't do.

And I can't control those savages.

Here's what you need to get about the Furies:

they hate being Furies.

Yeah, they're in ball-clenching, sphincter-puckering pain

all the time.

The only relief they get is to just

spooge it all over other people.

You can't rely on a species like that

to put business first. [chuckles]

You've built up a significant smuggling operation

in the T-Tauri System.

Oh! You noticed, Admiral. Wow.

We understand that your operation is the only way

some populations are able

to obtain certain necessities in that sector.

Yeah. Well, you know,

I don't want to see anybody suffer.

Here's the offer.

-Ah. -Tell us what you used

against the Furies, and we'll provide you

with additional humanitarian supplies.

Now, personally,

I would beat you into the next galaxy

for price gouging and extortion--

Oh... Name the place, Admiral, please.

[smacks lips] See, this is the thing

about being a good guy.

[chuckles] You don't get what you want.

Now my dad was a bad guy

and if he wanted, he got to beat the shit out of me hourly.

-Lucky man. -Mm, yeah.

I've got big shoes to fill.

[groans] Anyway.

Yeah, he always told me,

he'd say,

"Nustopher, if you want to be a really excellent bad guy

"so people truly hate your guts,

"oh, control the flow of traffic, boy.

"You do that, you'll make more

"selling crappy Raktajino at rest stops

"than you'd ever make busying yourself

with cargo or pirates."

-Is there a point to this? -NUS: Yes.

There is a point, Admiral.

Stick with me.

Mm? You see, once upon a time

I had my own little piece of byway.

A lovely stretch of space between two unstable wormholes.

Anybody who wanted to get from Taygeta I to Taygeta IV

had to go via moi.

But not long ago,

the Federation started supplying dilithium to Taygeta I,

and now the folks over there can just bend space-time

and go right around me.

So I'm finding myself with a lot of cold Raktajino on my hands.

You want me to tell you how to get rid

of that batshit cannibal out there?

Stop supplying dilithium to Taygeta I.

I'll need to speak with the president.

Yeah. Soon.

Yeah, I mean, I'm not on the clock, but, uh,

your cadets are about to be

tender, tasty teen cutlets in a few hours.

[growls]

Well, this is nice, right?

Alone at last, huh? [chuckles]

I have been thinking a lot about you, Nahla.

I haven't thought about you at all.

Maybe you should.

You're a means to an end.

You're at least smart enough to know that.

You know...

You never talk to me, do you, Nahla?

Always talking at me. Always talking through me.

From that first day you sent me off to prison, you were so...

high and mighty.

Why don't we just see if we can't start over

by having a conversation, hmm?

A conversation is...

a fair exchange of ideas between equals.

-Ah. -And you're right.

I don't see you as either fair...

[sniffs] or equal.

And you certainly don't set the terms.

Oh, now, now, now. See, now that's where you're wrong.

The one who sets the terms is

the one who doesn't care.

I don't care about your problems.

I don't care about dead cadets.

Your job is to figure out what I do care about.

So, speak to me with respect,

and, uh...

[thuds loudly]

...sit your ass in that chair

until I tell you to get up...

...or I won't help you find a way

to get your kids off that ship.

-What is it, cadets? -See this debris displacement?

This reading was taken

just after the Blue Team's shuttle launched.

That has to be the Furies' ship moving through the cloud here.

So they're now somewhere between this point and the Miyazaki.

Which means their navigator is constantly adjusting

to remain undetected.

Excellent work, cadets.

-It was Genesis mostly. -KELREC: Commander Lura,

we should use this to track their most likely course

through the field since they arrived.

An ingeniously simple approach.

Uh, if the Athenastarts moving through the field

looking for them, they'll know we're onto them.

But couldn't something like a probe move undetected

if it goes really slow?

Like sub-impulse slow?

I've created a sensor profile

to scan for the size in debris variation we'd need to target.

Cadet Lythe, I've read your file.

You use your eyes with the precision of a hengra.

You will help me pilot our space probe.

Cadet Lythe, we'll start mapping the safest route for that probe.

Reymi, you can give us a hand.

-Let's find that ship. -GENESIS/DAREM: Yes, sir.

♪ ♪

Can't you go faster?

Any faster and I'll melt

whatever circuits the computer has left!

Speaking of melting!

COMPUTER: N-Nine escape pods

available on Deck 19.

[glitching]: Unauthorized intruders on the bridge,

bridge, bridge. 200 souls remaining on board.

M-M-Mayday.

Seven escape pods. Five. M-M-Mayday!

Computer, you've been offline for 125 years,

-you're not under attack. -[screeching]

Not under the same attack!

COMPUTER [glitching]: Unidentified input.

Input error. Procedure error.

Compu-Computer, we're Starfleet cadets.

Respond as we command.

Medbay, Captain Chi's blood pressure is dropping.

Lieutenant Nestor-Zullo is unresponsive.

It is still trying to save its crew.

It doesn't know that they're gone.

So, how do we convince it?

The comics may be useful.

They detail the entire history of the Miyazaki

all the way up until the moment the crew was lost.

Computer, read media input 737.

Look at its metadate.

Stardate 898898.3.

S-Scanning to verify

historical record of Miyazaki c-c-crew.

SAM: Computer, bring the force field online!

Initiate command now!

COMPUTER [glitching]: Processing data.

The crew was off on another adventure.

This time, a rescue mission.

Something went terribly wrong.

[glitching]: Terribly wrong.

TARIMA [echoing]: Caleb, hear me.

Find me.

[banging]

OCAM: Tarima, hey. Hey! Tarima.

-Hey, Tarima, hey, hey, hey. -[hyperventilating]

Stay with me. You're good, you're good.

-You're good. -I just connected to Caleb.

I think they're gonna die over there.

I can feel it, Ocam, they don't know what to do.

-They don't know what to do. -Okay. You're okay, you're okay.

[imitates whooshing]

[chuckles]

Ah, you know, I don't know how you do it.

Look after all these kids

when you've lost a kid yourself.

That's pretty obvious, even for a lowlife like you.

-Time heals all, Braka. -Yeah, but...

you don't exactly experience time, do you?

I mean, not like the rest of us.

Yeah, I've done my homework, Chancellor.

Yeah, I, uh, I read

that since Lanthanites essentially live forever...

...they can lose sight of when things begin and end.

[jazzy music playing]

Did your dad teach you your native language?

Because you don't even have finality words

like "end" and "done."

I'm only half-Lanthanite.

Still, I mean, uh,

without the beginnings and ends of things,

you could get caught in a trauma loop

that just goes on and on and on forever.

Right? I mean, that's terrifying.

That'll keep you up nights. Right?

Smart to become a teacher, so you can see

the beginnings and ends for all these kids.

[Nus scoffs]

[laughs]

Okay. Okay.

Okay. "Cards on the table" time.

You know we're scared of you, right?

Nahla Ake, the captain who had the sand

to sacrifice her own son to save her ship?

Oh, yeah. We Venari Ral know all about that.

We are in awe of that.

How you got the SOS when your boy's ship went down,

but you... you stayed with your crew.

And, uh, he was on a vessel like the Miyazaki,right?

And like the Miyazaki, it went down piece by piece,

system failure by system failure.

I mean, does staring at that stir it all up again for you?

'Cause in one lifetime, your son could've lived

the lifetimes of everyone aboard your ship combined.

And if you'd jumped ship,

maybe you could've saved him,

maybe the two of you could've shared that lifetime together.

I mean, we don't do that kind of sacrifice.

No, ma'am.

Or duty.

Or whatever you tell yourself when you can't sleep

in an endless, endless night.

Oh, and now you've got our mutual friend Caleb Mir.

You know, alas, another child you should've saved

a long time ago, but once again,

you chose some strange duty instead.

Oh, no.

He's on the Miyazaki,isn't he?

With the cannibals.

Oh, no.

Ah, those crazy bastards

don't quit until they taste blood.

I've seen them pick a carcass clean, asshole and all.

And I'm talking about a Klingon carcass.

Not to mention the constant drain on my time,

my money, my firepower.

Oh, my, that-that is some cosmic poetry right there!

What if he dies on that ship today?

How will you know if he forgives you?

And if you never know, doesn't that mean

he dies for you over and over again,

every day, forever?

No, I am not lying when I tell you

I'm honestly scared for you, babe.

FEMALE VOICE [over P.A.]: Captain Ake, your presence

is required on the bridge.

Yeah, run on back.

You've got all the time in the world!

[cackles]

The cadets on the Miyazaki locked themselves on the bridge.

They're safe, but not for long.

Have they reestablished contact?

No. I can see them.

Through Caleb.

I can get to him through whatever's blocking us.

Cadet Sadal requires

a psilosynine dampening implant for emotional control.

OCAM: Permission to speak freely, sir?

That file's crazy old, it's not her whole story.

It's not even accurate.

Look, Betazoids are Betazoids.

You know, we sense stuff.

But Tarima's...

She's special. She's more.

When she feels a strong connection to someone,

she can go in.

But when, when--

When I was little, I...

I couldn't control it.

I couldn't...

...regulate.

That was before the implant.

If I got angry or hurt, I could...

I did damage.

It was an accident.

I understand.

It was Dad.

She got angry and blew out his auditory cortex.

Honestly, like, I think she kind of did him a favor,

'cause I was trying to teach myself the trumpet that week,

and our house was--

I'm so sorry.

I'm more in control now.

I can connect to Caleb again and talk to him.

If something happens to him,

if something happens to any of them, and I could've helped--

The power we'd be asking you to use,

the amount of psilosynine flooding your system,

you could go into shock. Or worse.

TARIMA: One of the things the War College has taught me,

that you taught me, is to see the task clearly.

I can see what I have to do,

and I can see I'm the only one on this ship who can do it.

Let me try.

Twice in past exercises,

our cadets have tried to restore power on Miyazaki

by reactivating the singularity drive.

The drive that caused catastrophic failures

the last time it was turned on.

Last semester, my cadets installed

a program to safely restart it,

but failed for lack of time.

If Sadal can tell the cadets

to restore the drive, even briefly,

the gravimetric displacement caused

by Miyazaki'sdeflector would disrupt

the jamming field long enough for us to transport them out.

TARIMA: Sir, from what I could see, Caleb and the others

might not be able to get to Engineering... at all.

[screeching]

Sam, we're out of time!

-Almost there. -COMPUTER: The ship's computer

did everything it could to save them.

[glitching]: The crew did not survive.

The crew did not survive.

I'm sorry. We're your new crew. Now, do you understand?

The crew did not survive.

-[Furies snarling] -Down, down, down!

SAM: We are your new crew!

-Do you understand?! -Come on, come on, come on.

Move, move, move!

Computer, activate force field and seal that door!

COMPUTER: Confirmed. Activating force field.

[screeches]

You are the new crew of theMiyazaki.

Breach sealed. Awaiting further commands.

[screeching]

[Furies clicking, growling]

They will find another way in.

[Furies snarling]

KELREC: What happened with Nus?

[quietly]: The expected pedestrian mind games,

but he slipped up.

I knew he would if I sat there long enough.

The Furies won't leave him alone.

He knows they'll make his life miserable.

He needs us as much as we need him.

But...

But?

Nus is a devious guy.

This is...

relatively straightforward.

Too straightforward.

I'm worried we're missing something.

This is the message to Blue Team.

Once you go under, I'll be monitoring you

and will reactivate your inhibitor

at any sign of danger.

But how will I know when to--?

You'll be able to hear my voice

and I will tell you when to give the order.

♪

In writing: the Federation agrees

to all your dilithium distribution crap in Taygeta I.

It's everything you asked for.

There's a shuttle waiting to fly you away

once you give us what we need.

Now, uh, you wouldn't respect me if I didn't ask

for a little sweetener, am I right?

There are incentives there

for every hostage you manage to free.

-Right, but-- -But you have a problem.

I'm sorry. I have a problem?

Yeah.

You're scared.

Ha!

Whatever you did to get the Furies off your back

in Sector 119 won't keep them off your back.

[chuckling] They're crazier than you are,

which I didn't think was possible.

I have full control of Sector 119.

Bullshit. You're here because you're a cringing

little crybaby coward trying to get the Federation

to keep a playground bully away.

Whoa. Hey. What--?

Cowards always have multiple agendas,

because deep down, they know they're failures.

If I was a failure, I'd be dead.

[scoffs] We should all be so lucky.

Now, we can get rid of the maniacs,

or we can let them eat your lunch until the end of time.

Don't be a dick.

Tell me how to stop the Furies, tell me what I need to know...

-Hey! Oh! -...or get the hell off my ship.

O-Okay! Oh!

Okay!

-They're bats? -Part lynar.

Their inner ears are particularly sensitive

to high sonic frequencies.

Nus used a sonic weapon to clear them out of Sector 119.

Starbase J19-Alpha, it's an experimental platform

for new weapon systems not far from here.

They have an Intrepid-class ship,

the Sargasso, that should be able to make

the necessary modifications en route

to emit a sonic disruption beam.

How long before they could arrive?

Within a half hour.

So, assuming we find that cloaked ship by then,

Sargassocomes in hot, hits them with the sonic weapon.

When the cloak falls, it drops the jamming field,

and we only have a few precious seconds

to transport the cadets out

before the Furies know what's happening.

As a backup, we use Tarima Sadal to instruct the cadets to bring

the singularity drive online.

That breaks the field, and we grab them.

Lura, how we doing on those coordinates?

Almost there. Braka has departed with the shuttle.

We'll track his impulse signature as long as possible.

Understood. Monitor his comms while you're at it.

LURA: Already done.

Once we start this train, we can't stop it.

These are our cadets' lives.

Doctor. Send her in.

♪ ♪

Here we go.

[device beeping]

[hisses]

♪

♪ ♪

[force field warbling]

[Furies screeching]

They're trying to disable the force field!

[Furies growling, screeching]

TARIMA: Caleb?

Caleb.

It's okay.

[echoing]: I'm here.

I didn't mean to make you feel like a freak.

I've just never had someone see that side of me before.

I know. Same.

-Am I about to die? -No.

But you need to bring the singularity drive back online.

It's the only way we can beam you out of here.

That's impossible. It's in Main Engineering.

Kelrec's convinced Captain Chi would have been able

to access the drive from the bridge.

Once you do, tell B'Avi to run Tiny Fireflies,

but don't activate the drive until I give the order.

Tiny Fireflies. That's the name of the program.

Is Tiny Fireflies the final name

or are you accepting alternatives?

Maybe not the best time to workshop this?

[Furies growling]

Find that remote access to the drive. Hurry!

Computer, I need access

to Main Engineering on the viewscreen now.

COMPUTER: Sensors are damaged. I will have to reroute.

I don't care! Do it! Do it now!

ATHENA COMPUTER: Probe search of location grid

Sector 14 is complete, Cadet Lythe.

No enemy vessels detected.

Moving to Sector 15 now.

[sighs] It's like looking for a needle in a haystack

made of needles.

Maintain focus.

Just look for debris variation greater than 60%.

You've got this, Cadet.

[Furies growling]

Computer, Main Engineering on the viewscreen.

Come on, come on, come on.

COMPUTER: Main Engineering access in progress.

Why did they stop?

CALEB: Maybe they found a better way in.

COMPUTER: Main Engineering access in progress.

[groaning]

[glitching]: Main Engineering access in progress.

What was that?

Tarima's sending us instructions from Athena.

She's...

...in my head.

-You and her have been...? -Yeah.

And this is exactly how I wanted to tell you, too.

COMPUTER: Main Engineering access complete.

-Mm-hmm. -Hey. Look.

Welcome to the Main Engineering access portal.

The one and only singularity drive.

B'Avi, Tiny Fireflies.

Those words mean anything to you?

They do.

ATHENA COMPUTER: No enemy vessels detected.

-Moving to Sector 16. -Come on, come on.

-Where are you? -Scanning.

Scanning.

Debris variation in grid 117 at... 70%.

Gotcha, you bastard.

Excellent work, Cadet Lythe.

Sargassowill arrive at any moment.

The Doctor confirms Sadal communicated with Blue Team.

We're standing by to transport them aboard

the moment that jamming field drops.

Something's not right.

What do you know about J19-Alpha?

The space station Sargassowas docked at.

What kind of technology are they testing there?

The highly classified kind.

PILOT: USSSargasso here.

Deflector online, target acquired.

Transmission in two minutes.

Copy, Sargasso.Go get them.

Transporters, stand by to lock onto our kids.

Aye, Captain.

CALEB: Flow regulators are green,

but field strength is fluctuating.

Those are the safeties we installed.

Even then, the odds of successfully cold-starting

a singularity drive are 80-to-one.

Didn't Chi always defy the odds?

You read the comics?

Boredom.

TARIMA: Caleb.

Wait for my signal.

I'll tell you when.

Sargasso'sdeflector will reach maximum power

in 30 seconds.

No tactical response from the Furies' vessel yet.

Captain, we've intercepted a transmission from Nus's shuttle.

It's encrypted, but it was sent to that ship.

Get me that decryption.

Furies' vessel decloaking.

That isn't a Furies' vessel. It's Venari Ral!

They were working together the whole time.

Ah, that son of a bitch!

Maximum power to forward shields.

Evasive maneuvers.

Direct hit!

The Sargassohas been completely disabled.

Oh, gods.

I have the encrypted message.

-No audio. -Read it!

"They took the bait.

Bon appétit."

Doctor, tell Sadal to start the drive.

Lura, target that ship with everything we've got!

Now, Caleb.

B'Avi, go!

[whirring accelerating]

It is working.

Tiny fireflies.

B'Avi...

They're through.

Jamming field is down!

NAHLA: Lura, get the cadets out now!

Move.

SAM: They're through the field! They're through!

[Furies screeching]

[groaning]

LURA: Transporter control reengaged.

Trying to lock onto the cadets.

There is too much distortion.

[screeching]

-Sam, watch out! -[groans, glitches]

CALEB: Sam!

-What the hell happened? -[monitor beeping rapidly]

She-she ripped it out before I could stop her.

[shouts]

[groaning]

[screeching]

KELREC: Jamming field is restabilizing.

I still cannot get a lock.

[screeching]

[grunts]

[distorted]: No!

[distorted wailing]

[echoing]: Send me back. What happened?!

It's over.

I don't...

Why are you bleeding?

There's a field of flowers where I grew up.

I used to hide there when I was afraid.

Of what?

Me.

Tarima, come here.

Don't.

Look, I know you won't want to be with me

after this, but at least you'll be alive, okay?

What are you talking about?

[muted screaming]

♪ ♪

[screeching]

[muted screaming continues]

♪

[screeches]

♪ ♪

No, no. No, no, no, no.

No, no. B'Avi, wake up.

B'Avi, please.

[cries]

SAM [glitching]: Jay-Den, help me.

Jay-Den, please help me.

KYLE: Open your eyes, B'Avi. Please.

VANCE: You were right. He played us.

As soon as the Sargasso departed J19-Alpha,

six Venari Ral ships decloaked and attacked.

Their distress call didn't reach headquarters right away.

Its defenses held for 18 minutes

before the station was boarded and ransacked.

He knew we'd call in the Sargasso.

This was about him getting on that station.

And we handed it to him.

VANCE: We don't have final numbers

on the deceased yet.

Discovery'sstill collecting escape pods.

It'll be weeks before we find out

what exactly he was after on that station.

The president's called for an emergency meeting

of the Security Council.

Nus Braka is about to become

the most wanted man in the quadrant.

And no one sleeps

until we hunt him down and end him.

Go back to San Francisco.

Trauma counselors will be standing by

for you and your cadets.

♪ ♪

This was my call, Nahla.

Not yours.

-He sprung a trap-- -Please.

Don't.

ATHENA COMPUTER: Incoming message.

Source unknown.

Feel free to trace this transmission.

It'll give you something to do

while your Federation friends count body bags.

♪ ♪

I want you to be okay, Nahla,

I really do.

Because hating you made me better at my job.

It's such a petty teenage thing to say, but it's true.

I hate you.

Beyond the obvious reasons, I hate you

because you think your way of life is better than mine.

She'll need a specialist, but she'll be okay.

NUS: And that gives you the right

to infect the entire universe

with the Federation's own special strain

of bureaucratic chlamydia.

And anyone who dares disagree with you is--

your word-- "a lowlife,"

and beneath contempt.

MALE MEDIC: How is she?

FEMALE MEDIC: Her vitals are stable,

but we don't know how long she'll be in a coma.

NUS: So you lost here today

because I see you,

Nahla.

I see you.

Fortunately, you know, all that hate

opened doors in my mind.

And now I know what I'm truly capable of.

I know!

♪ ♪

You know, it's funny...

[chuckles] I was thinking,

you sent your kid to his death to save many.

But this is kind of the opposite, right?

You got your kid back and everyone else died!

[scoffs] How's that for a trauma loop?

My gift to you. [laughs]

But wait. There's more.

I still owe you something.

And believe me, it is coming with a big red bow.

A special gift,

just for you.

You have no idea what a difference

you've made in my life, Nahla.

I want to thank you.

'Cause you're the best teacher I ever had.

♪ ♪

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[Furies screeching]

[electricity sparking]

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