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[narrator] Previously on
Star Trek: Discovery:

Mr. Saru.

I hope I'm not disturbing you.

Not at all. It is always
a pleasure to hear from you.

Do you have feelings for her?

Perhaps I do.

The power source that controls the device,

I need it to go home.

A place where we could be free.

- Who's we?
- A friend.

A scientist like me.

I took what I learned about the device
at the center of the DMA

and designed this:

a weapon capable of destroying it.

[Burnham] And what I'm about
to propose is a plan President Rillak

and Admiral Vance approved.

If that fails,

they'll back your plan
to destroy the controller.

We'll stand down for a week.

- What are you doing?
- I'm being clearheaded.

No!

[Tarka] It's not here, the power source.

It's powered from the other side
of the wormhole, outside the galaxy.

A new DMA has appeared?

In the exact same place.

What happens now?

The admiral's implementing emergency
protocols in case of retaliation.

We're fast-tracking
the first contact mission.

Whatever we think
we know about Species Ten-C...

we're wrong.

However we think
first contact will go, it won't.

The fact that
the DMA controller was destroyed,

then reappeared...

tells us nothing concrete.

Our mere arrival could be perceived

as an act of aggression.

We did attack their technology
with an isolytic weapon.

We did not.

Tarka and Booker acted unilaterally.

[Burnham] How would
the Ten-C know the difference?

We have to find a way
to communicate the distinction.

[Ndoye] Isn't that
what all these translators are for?

[Kovich] No.

They're here in case you feel
like translating "confirmation bias"

from Federation Standard into Klingon.

[chuckles]

Confirmation bias.

He's saying the universal translator's
been so successful

because we tend to look for and find
what's familiar to us.

Species that communicate verbally,
for example.

Since we know nothing about the Ten-C,

it's naive to assume
the translator would even work.

It was funny.

Dr. Hirai is a specialist
in astrolinguistics,

xenophonology,

and theoretical semiotics.

[T'rina] If I may,

the very purpose of this task force

is to establish the parameters
for successful communications.

Are you both now suggesting
that may be impossible?

Vulcan surveyed Earth for almost a century
before making first contact.

Discovery leaves in fewer than 24 hours.

We have to start
the communication process somewhere.

The oversight committee has questions.

As do the planetary delegates.

It's nice that they're all so eager
for a three-hour tour outside the galaxy.

It will take longer than three hours.

Figure of speech.

Ah.

Point being,

I understand their emotional desire
to be present when we make contact.

- I wish I could be there myself.
- You're not coming?

Unfortunately,

there are other urgent matters
that I must attend to.

I cannot fathom anything
even remotely as urgent as this.

- [Kovich] I intend to keep it that way.
- Captain...

You're in good hands with Dr. Hirai.

Madam President, admiral.

If you'll come with me.

[Stamets] Scan data shows
that the new DMA controller

is the same size,
but significantly more powerful

than the one
that Tarka and Book destroyed.

It's churning through space
at a much faster rate.

How long before it moves
to a new harvesting location?

Twelve hours at most.

Are we looking at a precursor
for a retaliatory attack?

There's no way to know, sir.

[Rillak] Any word from Mr. Booker?

He and Tarka cannot escalate
this situation further.

I have not heard from him.

But given the new timetable,

I think we should make first contact
as soon as possible.

A number of delegates
are still on their way,

including the representative from Ni'Var.

But I agree, we can't afford to wait.

How soon can you be ready, captain?

Two hours to finish loading

and to give my crew time
to say their goodbyes.

Two hours it is.

Yes, sir.

Madam President.

It's a hell of a thing.

Yes, it is.

Admiral, it's my constitutional duty
to inform you

that I'm transferring power
to the vice president.

Excuse me?

I'll be joining the mission.

Madam President, you...

I was the Federation's
top ambassador for 20 years.

Given the complexities that we'll face,

I believe my skills will be needed.

They're leaving the galaxy.
We've never done that.

You know as well as I do,

Discovery might not be
coming back from this.

Which is why I am counting on you

to support the vice president
in my absence.

However long it may be.

Laira.

You are the Federation now.

What your presence means,
what you represent...

Makes it all the more crucial
that I be there when we make contact.

I can't talk you out of this, can I?

No.

But you have gotten us through so much.

Wherever the DMA goes next,

whatever is to come...

I know you'll get us through that too.

[Book] I found
a habitable planet nearby for you.

They haven't discovered electricity yet.

But you'll do fine.

Here's your bag.
We'll be there in a few minutes.

Hold on. I understand
that you're a little upset, but...

The DMA's back and more powerful
because you wouldn't stand down.

All evidence pointed
to an internal power source.

That's science.

Hypothesize, test, iterate.

Now, thanks to me,

we know the power source
has to be outside the galaxy

within the Ten-Cs' hyperfield.

You're welcome.

And just to be clear, I didn't stand down
because I was following our plan.

We both acted unilaterally.

But only one of us put more lives at risk.

I got the hyperfield coordinates from Haz.

I'm stopping the DMA
before it moves again.

How do you expect
to get through the galactic barrier?

You must know the mycelial network
can't exist in there, right?

You have to jump up
as close as you can get.

Barrier has some
especially nasty sections.

The negative energy
will eat through shields

and fry a frontal cortex...

like that, but surely you have a plan.

I'll figure something out.

Assuming you make it,

how do you plan to find
the power supply and remove it?

Come on, tell me. Hit me with it.

You're an asshole.

You know that?

I'm also the guy who created
a working model of the DMA

without ever having seen it.

How do we get through the barrier?

Programmable antimatter.

We need to apply it to our shields.

Discovery will have to do the same thing.

It'll repel negative energy
like two magnets with the same polarity.

And how will you find some
without getting us caught in the process?

Surely you have a plan.

I know where there's a stash.

[Saru] Discovery will leave as soon
as shield upgrades are complete.

I'm sorry you won't be joining us,
Commander Bryce,

but I trust your work
for Dr. Kovich is going well?

It is.

I'm not sure we'll figure out
galactic barrier communication soon enough

to help with first contact,
but a breakthrough anytime would be huge.

I mean,
the possibilities it would open up...

everything that's beyond our galaxy
to explore.

I'm pretty excited, obviously.

I'll miss you guys though.

A voyage of this kind without you
will be quite the adjustment.

Though I am happy for you
and the opportunities this has created.

Good luck out there.

And thank you, Mr. Saru, for everything.

[cordial music playing]

[man] We've received word
from our delegates.

[T'rina] Yes.

Please let me know
once everyone has arrived.

[man] Of course, Madam President.

[Saru] Madam President?

Do you have a moment?

Of course.

When last we spoke,
you suggested we might share a meal.

I would very much like
to take you up on that offer.

But Discovery
is leaving very shortly,

and, as you know, we may not...

So I thought I should, um, tell you,
while I'm able...

how much our new friendship
has meant to me...

and how much
I've enjoyed working alongside you.

In any event...

I feel as if...

there could be something here.

Perhaps more than a friendship?

Madam President, may I have a word?

Uh, Mr. Saru.

If you will excuse me.

- Ensign Tal.
- [Adira] Hi.

- Welcome back.
- Thank you.

How is Gray?

He's great.

Uh, he's really enjoying
his Guardian training.

I think we're both
right where we need to be.

[Burnham] I'm glad you feel that way.

It's really good
to have you with us again.

[Stamets] Isn't it?

I mean, they've already put us ahead
of schedule with the shield upgrades,

and now they're off to monitor
the forward emitters for the mission.

It's really not that big a deal.

[Stamets] It is though.

They're gonna take
a lot of damage along the way.

And if you're not repairing them,

we won't make it
through the barrier at all.

I think I'm gonna go back to work,

if that's okay.

Um, captain.

Hang in there.

You're doing great.

[PA chimes]

[man on PA] Captain,
the president is ready for you.

Given some of the issues
that came up on our last mission together,

I thought we should take a moment
to speak frankly.

Please.

If I'm to bring us
through the galactic barrier safely,

I can't have you questioning
my orders on the bridge.

I presume we're now clear

on the difference between asking
a question and questioning.

We are,

but I hope it's also clear
that introducing doubt amongst my crew

could endanger the ship.

It is.

And understood.

Thank you.

You should also know
this is all quite delicate, politically.

I need to manage
the situation as I see fit.

So while
your xenoanthropological expertise

is invaluable
to the First Contact Task Force,

it will need to remain my task force.

The ship and crew are my purview.

Diplomacy and delegates are yours.

Sounds like progress.

[PA chimes]

[woman on PA] All crew,
prepare for departure.

Ah. All additional supplies are loaded
and secured, captain.

And the delegates?

Uh, settled in.

I believe there's an Earth simile,

something to do with herding cats?

I can imagine.

Commander Nilsson?

The mycelial network thins
as it approaches the galactic barrier,

so Commander Stamets expects us
to arrive about four light-years away.

We'll warp from there.

Thank you. Commander Detmer,
take us to safe distance.

Aye, captain.

Christopher,
open a ship-wide channel.

Aye, captain.

- [PA chimes]
- Channel's open.

Discovery.

Delegates.

When I was a child, I, like many of you...

dreamed of going
where no one has gone before.

None of us could have imagined
it would be under these circumstances.

With so much uncertainty,
so much at stake.

We don't know what we'll find.

We don't know how we'll be received.

Once we enter the galactic barrier,

we'll be beyond comms contact
and on our own.

Innumerable worlds are counting on us

to make first contact
and ensure Species Ten-C

stops the DMA
before it can do any more harm.

It won't be easy.

But with this crew...

with these leaders and delegates united,

I know that we'll succeed.

Black alert.

Let's fly.

Godspeed, Discovery.

[theme music playing]

[Burnham] Not the view I was expecting.

Where are we
in relation to the galactic barrier?

It looks like we're nine light-years away.

Commander Stamets,
you owe me five light-years.

This is gonna put us behind schedule.

Sorry, captain.
We've never been out this far.

It's not an exact science.
I got us as close as I could.

Can you update the delegates?

Of course.

Commander Detmer,
set a course for the galactic barrier.

The DMA will move soon.
We don't have much time.

- Maximum warp.
- Aye, captain.

Dr. Culber.

If you are able,
I would appreciate your assistance

in spreading the word that...

Madam President?

I was not aware
that you would be joining us.

Our delegate did not arrive in time.

It was decided
that Ni'Var must be represented,

even if by its president.

I see. Do not let me delay you
any further.

You said something to her, didn't you?

Good for you.

I would never have done so
had I known she would be joining us.

That we would see each other
in meetings every single day.

Beginnings can be messy. That's all right.

[groans] I cannot envision
any situation more awkward than this.

When I first met Paul,

those blue eyes, I'm telling you...

Anyway, I thought I'd totally blown it.
I obsessed over every word.

He was...

so brilliant and blunt.

Anyhow, it's not just you.

Insecurity is universal
and totally normal. It's okay.

It is helpful
to realize that I'm not alone

in being made foolish by such feelings.

I'm grateful you shared.

- So am I.
- Now let us inform the delegates.

They will want news of our delay
as soon as possible.

[Book] You said we couldn't beam up
the programmable antimatter.

I don't see any shield generators here.

This friend of yours
who told you about this place...

who was he exactly?

Doesn't matter.

- What the hell are you playing at?
- What?

Think I don't know
an Emerald Chain work camp when I see one?

- It's not what you think.
- Then what is it?

- [alarm wailing]
- [man on PA] Attention, cell breach.

Attention, cell breach.

- What are you keeping from me?
- Nothing.

- Answer me!
- Nothing.

Listen to me, the camp has been
out of commission for years.

It was here, wasn't it?
Where you were held prisoner.

We're not going anywhere
until you tell me.

Yes, it was here.

Almost ten years ago.

You're interrupting my work.

[guard] Osyraa wants
to fast-track your design.

Since you lost your last helper,
she's giving you a new one.

Real charmer, that one.

Impressive design.

A dilithium alternative engine, right?

They've had me working on one too.

But those equations are
for something else.

I didn't ask for help.

Well, I didn't ask to be here,
but lucky for you, I am.

Where am I supposed to sleep?

Hey, it's a good spot.

How long you been here?

I'd rather not engage
in personal conversations.

Just work, then.

That's fine by me.

[Book] The scientist friend
you told me about.

This was him?

Oros.

His name was Oros.

We weren't friends at first,

but it was a relief
to have someone to talk to again.

For both of us.

You should rest.

You can't work all day and all night.

I'm fine.

What are you working on?

Just running some numbers.

Looks like galactic
proper-distance equations,

but there's a variable
you're using I don't recognize.

I was alone in a cell.

Had to pass the time somehow.
I ran numbers too.

A lot of time, a lot of numbers.

How long were you alone for?

I lost track.

Four, five years?

I used to talk to myself.

Narrate the day...

just to hear words aloud, you know?

So you're out of practice
being with others...

and respecting boundaries.

[chuckles]

Yeah, you could say that.

I'm sorry.

I understand.

I have a trick to fall asleep.
You wanna hear it?

[sighs] Sure.

List the digits of the golden ratio.

That's too easy.

Fine, every third digit.

- Eight.
- Three.

- Eight.
- Nine.

Four.

Eight.

Four.

[scoffs] Six.

Four.

It took a year,
but eventually we became friends.

Under Osyraa and the Chain,
we were all we had.

I know something about that.

I figured you might.

Let's get the antimatter
and get out of here.

How much further?

It's just beyond the trees.

Commander Detmer, how soon
until we reach the galactic barrier?

Coming out of warp now, captain.

[mysterious music playing]

So that's the edge of the galaxy.

Is it wrong that I think
that's pretty damn cool?

Frontiers are always cool, Mr. Rhys.

If only we could enjoy it.

But we have a job to do.

Double-check shield systems

and run a multiphasic scan
on the barrier itself.

I wanna know what we're heading into,

and how we can get ourselves
and everyone out quickly and safely.

Let's get to it.

[all] Aye, captain.

Status report?

Shields are ready, captain.

All other systems are nominal.

Mr. Saru?

Unfortunately, scans show that the density
of negative particles in this sector

are significantly higher
than predicted.

Meaning what?

Our shields may not hold
as long as expected,

even with the antimatter upgrades.

- Commander Stamets?
- Already on it, captain.

And when this is all over,
you should thank Heisenberg instead of us.

Noted.

What's your suggestion?

Vacuum-state fluctuations are creating
discrete bubbles of protected space

that pass through the galactic barrier
at random intervals.

Spatial cells, for lack of a better term.

If we can position
Discovery inside of one,

we should be able to safely ride it
through to the other side of the barrier.

Okay, but I don't see a lot
of consistency amongst the spatial cells.

Neither do we, captain.
Ninety-five percent are too unstable.

Yeah, those are the ones
that are showing up grayscale.

Negative energy isn't allowing them
to reach equilibrium

and settle into
a fixed spectrum emission.

So the colorful ones are our best bet?

Yeah, should be.

Zora found one nearby
that's forming right now.

Sending the coordinates.

Commander Detmer, plot a course.

Let's get through the barrier
as fast as we can.

It'll be bumpy.

Red alert.

[alarm sounding]

[suspenseful music playing]

[Detmer] We're inside the barrier.

[Saru] You may notice a shift
in your visible spectrum.

[Burnham] No kidding.

[Saru] It will return to normal once
we reach a cell that is in equilibrium.

Closing in on the spatial cell.

Shields dropping to 85%.

- Seventy-five percent.
- Mr. Saru?

The cell is
not yet large enough to hold us.

How much longer?

Approximately 20 seconds.

[Linus] Sensors show gamma rays
from a radioactive burst

incoming in four seconds,
six degrees off port.

[Detmer] Adjusting course.

Shields down to 45%.

Thirty-five.

Stand by, Commander Detmer.

Spatial cell ready in three, two, one.

- Now.
- Take us in.

[Detmer] Aye, captain.

- Holding steady.
- Good work.

Maintain position.

Let's get shields repaired.

Let's keep an eye
on cell stability in here.

Captain, a word?

This is not an ideal time,
Madam President.

I received a classified message
as we entered the barrier,

marked urgent, our eyes only.

It's being decrypted now.

[Book] You good?

Yeah.

[whirring noise]

[Book] It's a ship.
You said this place was abandoned.

It was.

Whoever it is, they're cloaked.

It's a courier model.
Must be here to scavenge.

And if they're flying that low,
it's not the first time.

What if they found the antimatter?

- It was hidden the last time I checked.
- When was that?

I come here every year.

Why?

[Tarka] One.

- [Oros] Two.
- Six.

- [Oros] Three.
- Six.

[groans] No, damn it, two.

That one always trips me up.

For someone who says
he's not hard on himself,

you're pretty hard on yourself.

[alarm wailing]

No.

[panting] No. No.

It's okay. It's just someone
probably trying to escape.

The last time...

The other engineer with me...

- It'll be over soon.
- His head...

His head... [sobbing]

Hey, hey.

It's all right, okay?

It's all right, come on.

It's all right.

It's all right.

[alarm stops]

See?

It's done.

You're okay.

Why did you...?

You didn't have to do that.

I never had a real friend before.

You're right, you know.

About what?

About the equations.

The variable is
for multiverse positioning.

I have a way out of here.

There is no way out of here.

Not with this.

True.

If one is traveling within this universe.

You're working on
an interdimensional transporter?

I've been designing it for years.

But the power required to successfully
target a specific universe, that's...

This camp runs off
of a massive geothermal energy source.

Combined with the power
from the warp core that we're building,

it could be enough.

Where would you go?

Kayalise.

It means something like... home.

My people say that
Kayalise is a place beyond suffering.

It's long been part
of our cultural history.

And out of all the possible universes,

it is said to be the most peaceful.

I've been searching for it for years.

My calculations prove that it's real.

That sounds like paradise.

You could come with me...

if you want.

Come on. Let's get this over with.

President Rillak, Captain Burnham,

I hope this reaches you
before you move out of comms range.

I'm sorry to report
that the DMA has just moved

to a new harvesting location,

in the Alpha Quadrant.

I've attached all data that we have.

Based on its current trajectory,

we expect debris hit
by the gravitational waves

to begin impacting Ni'Var
and Earth in the next few days.

Seventy-one hours by our best estimation.

I'm sending ships to evacuate, but...

Zora, can you restore the rest?

[Zora] I'm sorry, captain.
It's damaged beyond repair.

We need to go back.

We can't afford to do that, not now.

We have to stay the course.

We have to get to the Ten-C.

- I need to tell my crew.
- No.

No, news like this will spread faster
than we can control.

This... This has
to remain classified until...

Telling them is my prerogative.

Assembling this delegation
was delicate work.

Earth is home for so many of my crew.

They deserve to know.

[PA chimes]

[Saru on PA] Captain, we need you
on the bridge immediately.

We have stopped moving.

Our spatial cell has drifted
into a cluster of 42 others.

It's like a traffic jam.

- What can we do here?
- [Detmer] Not much.

I can't control the trajectory
of the cell we're in.

How long will this take to clear?

It could be moments, hours, or weeks.

In the meantime, it would seem
we have no choice but to wait.

[Burnham] Commander Stamets,
have you found a way to get us moving yet?

[Stamets] I think so.
Another cell's forming.

Pretty far away, but it's near a current.

If we can get there,
we can ride it out of the barrier.

We'll be out in no time.

[Burnham] The faster the better,
commander.

[Zora] Captain, I don't think shields
will hold long enough.

No, no, no. They might.

Yeah, if we use the cells
that are blocking us

and then move quickly through them
before they collapse.

Moving through
the unstable cells will expose us

to negative energy and a lot of it.

How long will our shields hold?

Maybe five minutes at this point.

Five minutes? Captain?

We don't have any other options.

Engineering, can you do anything
to buy us more time?

Well, if, uh, we continually recalibrate
to counter the fluctuating...

Will it work, commander?

I'm cautiously optimistic-ish.

That'll have to do.

- Commander Detmer, plot us a course.
- Aye, captain.

Leaving our spatial cell now.

[Book] This is where you were held?

Home for nearly two years in the end.

Programmable antimatter
used to be in the cabinets.

Should be more than enough
for our shields.

[pensive music playing]

There's nothing in here.

There's a spot
behind the wall under the sand.

We stole our own stash. We hid it there.

- To use in the transporter.
- Yeah.

You never finished it?

No, we did.

I had to use it sooner than expected.

The Chain was planning
to shut down the camp.

This was our only chance.

Oros...

it's a masterpiece.

Couldn't have done this without you.

You know that.

Do you think we have enough power?

We're drawing from
the entire warp core. It'll work.

Ready?

Yeah.

[suspenseful music playing]

Let's go home.

[systems powering down]

No.

No!

Needs more energy.

[alarm wailing]

[Book] What happened after that?

You were right.

I was the worst kind of asshole.

I get it, you know.

Looking back can be hard.

For years,

I blamed my father
for negotiating with the Chain.

But I realized maybe
it was easier to blame him

than to face the fact that, ultimately...

he was powerless to stop them.

And he knew it.

That's part of what drives me, I think.

Refusing to be powerless like that.

Look, whatever happened here
with Oros, it drives you.

And if we're going outside
of the galaxy together,

I need to know who I'm dealing with.

[guard] Get the shuttle ready.
We're taking Oros with us.

[Tarka] No.

You're lucky I haven't shot you yet.

You told us his transporter wouldn't work.
You said it never would.

- No, stop. Please.
- Tarka?

Yeah, we knew
you were working on something.

Said we'd let him go
if he found out what it was.

Osyraa hates liars.

I'm so sorry.

I didn't know you back then.

I'm gonna get us out of here.

What are you doing?

- [shouts]
- No!

Okay. Hold still.

- [weapon discharges]
- [grunts]

We're free.

We're free.

Come on, let's go.

Come on.

[man on PA] All guards...

Come on, please.
We gotta go. We have to go now.

The golden ratio, okay?

- Every three digits. Eight, three, eight...
- My ribs, I think they're broken.

- It's okay. I can carry you.
- I'm gonna slow you down too much.

It's okay.

I forgive you.

I don't deserve that.

I would have done anything for freedom.

I will fix the transporter.

I will find another way.

We will go to Kayalise together.

I believe it.

But you must leave now.

Please.

I'll come back for you.

I promise.

I hid in a cave for a week,
trying to find a way back in.

One day, there was
this massive power surge at the camp.

I heard ships leaving.

I went back. Place was deserted.

Oros was gone.

I found this.

Golden ratio.

His message to me.

It was our symbol for Kayalise.

Home.

You think he made it?

He's brilliant.

If anyone can do it, it's him.

I've never found any record of Oros since.

Alive or dead, nothing.

That's why you come here every year.

Looking for another sign.

Statistically, anything's possible.

So I built my own transporter.

But trying to find the power
to make it work, it's taken years.

And the DMA's power source
should have more than enough.

So that's it.

That's who you're dealing with.

[Detmer] We just lost
one of our forward emitters.

- [Burnham] Ensign Tal?
- [Adira] Making repairs now, captain.

Commander Detmer, how much longer
until we reach the target cell?

It's dead ahead, a few more minutes.

Once we arrive,
the new spatial cell should carry us

out of the galactic barrier
within the hour.

We will then be able
to proceed to first contact.

Commander Owosekun,
how are we doing on shields?

Down to 4%.

Engineering?

[Stamets] We might be able to buy
another 30 seconds, but that's it.

[Christopher] It's not enough.

Hey, we've got this.

A month from now,
you'll be back skiing in Zermatt.

And where are you gonna go?

Astoria, on Earth's Oregon Coast.

It's heaven.

Hawaii for me, the beach, a mai tai.

Maybe I'll take up snorkeling.

Great, I'm coming with you.

I'm gonna hike the Pacific Crest Trail.

I've locked onto the target cell, captain.

Stamets, we'll need
those 30 seconds on shields right now.

[Stamets] I'll do my best not to kill us.

Always appreciated.

Owosekun, track our time.

Detmer, on your mark.

Aye, captain.

Here we go.

[suspenseful music playing]

Fifteen seconds,

14, 13,

12, 11,

ten, nine,

eight, seven... [grunts]

We're in.

Six seconds to spare.

Nothing like cutting it close, huh?

Great work, Detmer.

Great job, everyone.

Mr. Saru, let's get a team on repairs.

You have the conn.

Madam President...

a word?

[Zora] Well done, commander.

You too, Zora.

[Adira] I don't know.
You were cutting it pretty close.

I like living on the edge.

Okay.

Hey, um...

about earlier,
with the captain, um...

I might've been a little...
enthusiastic.

Yes, I did think
that I might lose my lunch,

and I had curry, so...

It's just, I, um...

I know how hard it's been for you
being apart from Gray.

I was trying to help.

I know.

I've been all right, actually.

I mean, it's different,
but it's not bad-different.

I get to tell Gray about all this
when I see him, you know.

And we're, like, leaving the galaxy,
so...

Yeah, I, um...

probably worry a bit too much.

Fair warning, but, um...

I will always reach for you
if it seems you're hurting.

My dad never did that for me,

so, uh, I might do it
a little extra for you.

Okay.

I have been warned.

I, too, was moved
by hearing what Earth means to them,

but it does not change my belief that
this information cannot be shared yet.

With respect, I think
something else is going on here.

For both of us.

What do you mean?

Right now we can control
who knows what...

and not much else.

It's a hard place to be.

Earth and Ni'Var are
the only homes I've ever known,

and what I am right now is angry.

I am angry at this situation.

I'm angry at the DMA creators,
whoever they may be,

I'm angry at Book,

and at the possibility that we, uh...

We could fail.

Your mother...

she hasn't returned
to Ni'Var yet, has she?

No.

No, thankfully,
she's still with J'Vini on P'Jahr.

My mother's family is on Earth.

And my partner just started
a new research project on Earth's moon.

I had no idea.

I wish you had said something.

Putting words to it won't help him.

But it might help you.

We're all we have out here,
Madam President.

We have to support each other.

That's what this crew has done
in the darkest of times.

But to do that takes honesty
with ourselves and with everyone.

Let me know where you land.

I applied the programmable antimatter
to the shield generator.

We're ready to go.

You shouldn't blame yourself
for leaving him behind.

There's not a day goes by that I don't.

I hope he's out there...

and you get to see him again.

Along the way, we'll stop the DMA
and save billions of lives.

It's the definition of a win-win.

I'll take it.

Now let's get through the damn barrier.

[Detmer] Captain,
I couldn't be happier to report

that we're officially out
of the galactic barrier,

out of the Milky Way,
and into extragalactic space.

[all clapping]

Well done.

All of you.

It's weird to see so few stars.

Space has never felt this empty.

Or quiet.

Not many people have gotten to see this.

Well, captain,
should I set a course for the Ten-C?

We should address the ship first.

Lieutenant Christopher, open a channel.

- [PA chimes]
- Channel's open.

Madam President.

Discovery crew,

esteemed delegates,

we have faced and met
our first challenge of this mission.

Thank you for your bravery,
your focus, your strength.

Unfortunately,
I have some difficult news to share.

We have received word
that the DMA has moved.

It is now days away from Ni'Var, Titan...

and Earth.

To the many onboard

with family, friends,
and colleagues now under direct threat,

I, too, feel your pain in this moment.

[dramatic music playing]

[woman] Madam President.

Madam President...

I am so deeply sorry for this news.

Could you sit with me a while?

I would appreciate your company.

I find you...

a comforting presence.

Of course.

So that's the hyperfield.

As much as our long-range scans
can show us.

I think I preferred it
as a blob of radio waves.

Yeah.

There is a planet
about two light-years away from it.

Initial scans don't show
any signs of life,

but given its proximity,
I'm having a team check it out

to see if anything there
can help us with first contact.

Good idea.

[dramatic music playing]

Thank you for sharing the news.

We could have told them together.

Why did you want me to do it?

In times of crisis, people need
to know that their leaders are not rattled

by uncertainty or overwhelming odds.

They need to know that there is a plan.

That they'll be okay.

You're their president.

You can give them confidence,

a sense of security.

You're my president too.

Oh...

I'm grateful...

we had the chance to...

connect...

before we approach Species Ten-C.

If we can't communicate with each other,
what chance do we have with them?

Mm.

What do you think we'll find
when we get to the hyperfield?

[Burnham] I have no idea.

But we have to succeed.

We have to.

[theme music playing]