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-(thunder rumbling)
-(rain falling)

FEMALE (over P.A.):
Attention, all cadets.

Academy facilities are now
closed for the All-Worlds break.

They will reopen in four days.

If you are departing by shuttle,

please report
to the shuttle bay.

Otherwise, report to the Sato
Atrium mezzanine for transport.

(thunder rumbling)

-(PADD beeps)
-COMPUTER: Recording.

Tarima, hey. It's, uh...

it's me.

Uh, Caleb. Caleb Mir.
I, uh...

How's recovery on Betazed?

I hear you're doing
pretty great.

You, uh... missed a lot.

A memorial service.

Nahla and Kelrec made speeches.

(thunder cracks)

We're all just...

...trying to get back
to feeling normal.

After the Miyazaki.

Just...

...going to class,

hanging out, you know.

Normal stuff.

Tomorrow's All-Worlds Day.

Everyone's leaving for break.

Nahla has me staying
with some stupid host family,

which is garbage on every level.

Anyway, I know it's been
a month since we've talked.

Uh, a month and two days,
actually.

Not that I'm keeping track
or anything.

So, you were...

...you were on my mind, Tarima.

I thought I'd...

I'd, uh...

...thought I'd reach out...

...see how you... are.

(Tarima screaming)

COMPUTER:
Message deleted.

DIGITAL DEAN OF STUDENTS:
Reminder to all cadets,

there is a galactic
meteor shower in four days.

Plan your trip accordingly.
You won't want to miss it.

Have a great All-Worlds.

RENO:
Okay, Kenda II.

Have a good All-Worlds.

-Thank you, Professor.
-Mm-hmm.

Istanbul.
Have a good All-Worlds.

You, too, Professor.

Duluth-- uh, can I talk you
out of this?

-Mm-mm.
-No?

Okay, have a good All-Worlds.

This meteor shower's
once in a lifetime.

So, uh, will you be back for it?

Totally. Yeah, of course.

Really, All-Worlds Day
is just about eating anyway.

My dad likes to put on an apron
and cook a meal and...

-invite his old crew over.
-(groans)

Hey, you're...
you're glitching again.

Uh, it's-it's-it's nothing.

Don't worry.

I mean,
we-we've been through this.

(stammers)
My injury on the Miyazaki

triggered a minor
regression error.

I really don't like you
glitching off alone.

I won't be alone.

I'm gonna be with trained
holo-experts coding a patch

at the reengineering clinic.

Just think of me
as going to a spa.

Uh-huh. Well, clearly,

you've never been
to a spa before.

-This is my first time.
-(chuckles) Okay, come here.

(both sigh)

Good luck.

Thank you.

RENO:
Cadet Sam, here we go.

Denver.

Holo-Tech Rehab Spa.

DIGITAL DEAN OF STUDENTS:
All off-world transfers
can be handled

at transfer portal number four.

NAHLA:
Cadet Lythe?

May I have a word?

Uh... Chancellor, my father's
shuttle is waiting in Mumbai.

-Is there a problem?
-No. And never ask.

It makes people think
there might be.

(both chuckle)

(sighs)
I hoped you and your shipmates

would not have to face
what you did at the Miyazaki

for a long time, if ever.

But under threat and enemy fire,

your cool head,
strategic thinking,

and leadership
did not go unnoticed.

-Thank you.
-Which is why I'm putting

your name up
for the pre-Command Track.

For Captain's Track?

I really wish the cadets
called things what I call them.

-(chuckles)
-Anyway,

your performance here
has been outstanding.

You're a shoo-in.

Now, pre-Command Track
is rigorous.

Intensive seminars
and training labs,

plus your, your full load.

Yes. Yes to all of it.
To everything. Always. Yes.

(both laugh)

All right, then. I will send
the nominating packet

to the committee
when we're back from break.

You won't regret a thing,
Chancellor, I promise.

They will review
your transcript,

application to the Academy,
speak with your references,

which I recall were glowing.

-You'll sail through. You'll...
-(chuckles nervously)

Don't look so surprised.
You deserve it.

Listen.

Say hi to your dad for me.

I think you just
made his holiday.

RENO:
Cadet Lythe.

Deep space shuttle port. Mumbai.

Have a good All-Worlds.

DIGITAL DEAN OF STUDENTS:
Specialist Krebs,

your Talaxian Furfly
is attacking a lab technician.

Report to Science Lab 7
immediately.

Say hi to your sister.

(laughter)

Say hi to your sister.

-Say hi to your sister.
-Mm-hmm.

FEMALE (over P.A.):
Coach Ohtani,

please report
to the athletic department.

Why are you holding
that hideous shirt?

I cannot bring myself
to put it on.

-(laughing)
-I believe it is called
beachwear.

Kyle wants to show me
an island called Ibiza.

Klingons on Ibiza.

That is not a sentence I--
anyone

-ever imagined could exist.
-It was not my first choice.

-It's your break too, you know.
-It is,

but Kyle suffered
a real loss in B'Avi.

Yeah. B'Avi, that was...

He was a hero.

He was.

And it is my honor to be present
for the people I care about.

Yeah.

-But you--
-Try stopping there.

I'm just saying.

Oh. Kyle.
What a surprise. (sighs)

-KYLE: Darem.
-I got to pack.

-You kids have fun.
-KYLE: You, too.

I don't think Darem likes me.

No one likes Darem,

so this is the universe
balancing itself.

CALEB:
Dakar? Not a chance.

Where is Dakar exactly?
Oh, wait, I remember.

It's in Senegal. I think
I've been shipped around enough.

Thank you, Chancellor.

You're either gonna have to
forgive me for not asking

Nus Braka about your mother
or get over it.

Okay, he was right here.
You could've forced him.

You could've threatened him.

Starfleet still does threats,
correct?

There were other priorities,
Caleb. And what makes you sure

he knows where she is?

What makes you think
he'd ever tell us the truth?

He's a sociopath.

Never hand a sociopath
personal information.

(grunts)

I'm looking for her.
You need to know that.

Oh, don't tell me
what I need to know.

Your break starts now, Caleb.

Go to Dakar.
Dakar is magnificent.

Your host family
will be thrilled.

I'm not going to Dakar.
I'm staying here.

You can't close the bag.
You need to take something out.

It absolutely will close.
It-it always closes.

You've got, like,
four pairs of boots in here.

You don't even wear shoes.

You can't stay.

The Academy's
gonna be locked down.

CALEB:
Well, I'm not going anywhere

just to watch
a bunch of strangers celebrating

being together so that you can
pretend that I have a family.

Uh-huh. Plenty of cadets go
to host families, Your Majesty.

I'm pretending
they all have families.

Yeah? Well, I pretend
that you know how to pack.

There'll be no one there.

-You'll be alone for four days.
-Perfect.

(screams)

Fine.

You can stay here.
You'll have access to your room

and the mess hall,
the rest will be sealed off.

Commander Reno
will be doing spot-checks.

Use the solitude
to do something productive.

Perfect.
I'll be studying nonstop.

Hey.

How's Tarima?

I don't know.

That's got to be rough.

-She's out of her coma.
-Great.

She's recovering.
Ocam says she'll be okay.

It's just, uh...

I don't really know
how to help her

or how to be there
for her, so...

But I'm, uh...

-I'm thinking of visiting.
-Oh.

Gonna go see her on Betazed,
once she's up for it, probably.

Can't hurt to reach out.

Maybe it can.

I'm... I'm trusting
your instincts on that one.

Okay. Go. Bye.

Have fun. Don't break anything.

If I break it, I fix it.

(door whooshes open)

You'll never know.

MALE (over P.A.):
Attention, cadets,
if you're taking

a connecting shuttle
to your destination,

please remember to bring
your luggage with you

to the transport arch.

DAREM:
Mir?

If that's you
messing with me, I'm--

(Khionian pebble rolling)

Oh, shit.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

(stammers)
Please, please, please...

(groans)

Wait. Darem. Stop.

Sorry, Kyle.

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(bird screeching)

(indistinct shouting
in distance)

(laughter)

(shouting continues)

(yells)

Jay-Den?

-ROYAL GUARD: Intruder!
-Stop, stop, stop.

-Don't hurt him.
-ROYAL GUARD: Declare yourself.

I declare only that
it is a good day to die.

No one's dying.

He's... he's my Ko'zeine.

I am what?

Ko'zeine. It's like best man.

Best man?

ATHENA COMPUTER:
Take a deep breath in.

Now exhale.

Release all your worries.

Right now, all your thoughts
are clear.

Peaceful.

It's just you, all alone...

-Nice cukes, golden boy.
-Uh...

-(laughs)
-What are you doing here?

Why are you all wet?

-'Cause we have an aquarium.
-Okay, what's your deal?

Your host family demand
a refund and beam you back, hmm?

I'm cleared to be here.

Why are you here?
How'd you break in?

I'm cleared to be here, too.

Okay, fine.

I beamed myself back,
overwrote the transport log,

and deleted my trip. Happy?

Probably happier
than your esteemed Dad-miral.

You bailed
on the family holiday?

He got invited to do a symposium
on Ursa Nowhere.

It would've been a boring
four days, so I snuck back.

I thought I'd have
the place to myself, but, um--

To do a little, uh,

illicit hacking?

No. You've confused me with you.

I was strolling past
the cartography lab earlier.

Its, uh, holo-screen was active.

Thought it was just running
a self-diagnostic, but--

I wasn't hacking.

I was getting a jump on research
for my spring term paper.

(laughs)

What? Why is that funny?

You hacked in
so you could come back

and do homework? Has to be true.

Says the guy who's pulling a D
in exo-chemistry

because he's sleeping
through it.

Do you mind continuing
your pep talk, like,

two steps to the left?

You're blocking my sun.

-And I like a shit-ton of sun.
-Uh-huh.

So what's the rest of the plan,
huh? Oh, wait, let me guess,

running around with no pants on

and staging DoT fights? (laughs)

Oh, come on, no, don't tell me
that was your actual plan.

-Maybe.
-You know what?

You want to have some fun?
Let's have some fun.

Ever play "toxic or non-toxic"?

Just remember,
raised on a starship,

so put on a shirt
and try to keep up.

And some deodorant. You reek.

Yes, ma'am.

I am wearing deodorant.

I think.

A traditional Khionian
Marital Abduction?

Is that even a thing?

Who told you to follow me here?

I thought you were
being kidnapped.

What is that ridiculous ornament
on your head

and what is this place?

I thought Khionia was wet.
I thought you all had scales.

This is Khionia's
matrimonial moon.

It used to be all ocean,

but dried up
when the core stopped spinning.

That's why we were able
to transport here.

Except, it wasn't a transport,
it was more like a...

an artificial
single-point wormhole.

I am trapped
at a Khionian wedding?

We call it a sealing.

It's like a private
family ceremony.

The real party's tomorrow
on Khionia.

Parades, fireworks,
there's a lot of drinking.

Listen, I'm sorry
I didn't say anything.

This is all as much a surprise
to me as it is to you.

You did not know that
you have a pending spouse?

I knew I was promised to her
when we were children.

Her name is Kaira. She's
my best friend. I-I love her,

but I was gonna be sealed
after I graduated

and given a few years
to Starfleet.

KAIRA:
That would be my fault.

DAREM:
Kaira. Way to make an entrance.

Well...

Darem.

I'm sorry I wasn't there
when you arrived.

Hey, Ko'zeine, bow your head.

KAIRA:
No need.

We're not doing any of that
royalty nonsense.

JAY-DEN:
Royalty?

Uh... Are you...

Is he royalty here?

Not yet.

Outdated birth lottery.
You must be Jay-Den.

I'm Kaira.

It means a lot that you'd come
so far to be Darem's Ko'zeine.

Uh, well, I could not decline,
even if I wanted--

(laughs) Good one.

Listen, everything's
happened so fast,

we haven't had a chance
to catch up.

Can we, can we talk?

Who's going to stop us?
Quill here is my Ko'zeine.

They'll keep you out of trouble.

Ibiza.

Yay! Two in a row.

Okay, contestants,
our next sample is...

"Ambiguous exoplanet discharge."

Toxic or non-toxic?

Non-toxic.

(air hisses)

(squishing)

(groans)

-Uh-huh.
-That is nasty.

Mm-hmm.

Yes. Three in a row.

-I win.
-Who knew you'd be so good

at science lab roulette,

a game you just made up.

Hey, you made up
replicator whampage,

and I won that, too.

-Yeah, that was a lucky shot.
-Not lucky for you.

You got a little takka berry
in your hair.

-What?
-Just kidding.

Okay, your turn.

Better guess right.

Here you go.
"One sub-orbital shelled slug,

also known as the..."
blah, blah, blah.

-Let's do it.
-Am I the only one

who thought that the Doctor's
cabinet of scientific anomalies

was just a metaphor?

Stop stalling.
Toxic or non-toxic?

-(air hisses)
-I'm gonna go non-toxic.

-And I appear to be correct.
-(laughs)

-Okay.
-Uh, give it a minute.

Fine. Distract me. Talk to me.

Okay. Um...

What do you hear from Tarima?

The day of the Miyazaki
was a pretty intense day

to find out you two
were, um, connected.

Oh, yeah, none of your business.

I mean, you've spoken.

Is she coming back?

She's recovering.

I'll probably go see her
after the holiday.

Maybe later.

Okay. Kind of a weird answer.

(yells) Mother of--

(sighs)

-Toxic.
-Oh. Um...

-What?
-Your...

-Is it worse than my hand?
-No, no, no, it's fine.

Okay.

So I guess that means I win.

Uh...

-Not yet.
-(chuckles)

-It's escaping.
-It's a slug.

It's not exactly warp-capable.

(Genesis scoffs)

"...also known as a warp-slug."
It's literally a warp-slug.

You need to read all the words
next time.

Got it.

Oh, shit.

I am so sorry about
the surprise marital abduction.

I'm getting rid of that
absurd tradition on day one.

Yeah. It almost ended
in a body count.

(both laugh)

Look.

I've got to ask.

We had a plan, right?

Of course.

We were gonna wait
five, six years to get sealed.

We-we had a great plan.

-So what happened to it?
-My parents happened.

My mother had a health scare.

She's-she's fine, but

they both decided that
they would abdicate early.

-Like, immediately.
-Wow.

Okay.

Okay, so... so that means...

-You're-- Are you ready?
-I've always been ready.

But leading Khionia
is a two-person job.

Question is, are you?

My parents
won't delay abdication.

Trust me, I've tried, but...

didn't matter.

Listen, I know
this is a lot to process.

You've been away,
and I've been on Khionia,

and for all I know,

you might not even be sure that
you still want to be sealed.

So if you need some time to

sort out your thoughts,
then you should take it,

and, you know, sort.

There's nothing to sort.

Because nothing has changed

since I left for Starfleet.

(laughs)

-Except my haircut.
-Oh, I knew it.

But I had to ask.

And I love the haircut.

-Yeah?
-Mm-hmm.

-Our parents are on their way.
-(groans)

Mm-hmm. And you know what?

We are gonna show them
that Khionia and I

are in the best hands.

CALEB:
So is this what you had in mind

when you ducked out
on your Dad-miral?

GENESIS:
Uh, I ducked out on my dad

to get ahead on work, not play
baby games with a space slug.

CALEB: Hey, you're the one
who started the baby games.

GENESIS:
Yeah, yeah.

I found another one. It went up.

How do you know?

I speak slug. Also...

Come on.

Okay, okay. Shh, shh, shh.

-Try not to scream.
-Ugh.

Like that one time
when I scared you.

That wasn't a scream.
That was, like, a...

-loud exhalation.
-Mm-hmm.

Oh, shit!

RENO:
Lura. Lura.

LURA:
Are you kidding me?

RENO: I hear you.
Will you just slow down?

-Go, go, go.
-LURA: That is the stupidest

thing I've ever heard!

RENO:
Because I felt like

-testing the impact door.
-Why? With your body?

-RENO: Lura...
-LURA: Really?

Lura, yes. I-I know
how many ribs you shattered,

-but this is a toe...
-LURA: 17!

I know what a toe is!

...the single most sensitive
digit in the body.

-I've only got two.
-(Lura shouting indistinctly)

RENO:
You know what I meant.

Two of this type of toe.

-(Lura shouting)
-The big one.

Yeah, I've...
I've heard the story.

Held your intestines
with your own hand,

sewed up the wound
with your mouth.

-So adorable.
-LURA: Even though my hand

was hanging by just one vein.

-This is worse.
-How is that worse?

It's a toe!

RENO:
Okey doke.

LURA:
Is your toe hanging from...

It'll freeze the goo, probably.

Okay, when she dips her head,
then shoot.

-Okay.
-Okay.

RENO:
One, two, three.

LURA:
Reno? Check?

Are you still alive?

I can't live without you!

Are you there? Don't die!

That wasn't so bad.

LURA:
Oh. Okay, good.

Good.

-I'm furious with you. But good.
-RENO: That was not so bad.

I'm glad you're alive.

I should've
gotten into medicine.

-(sighs, laughs)
-Yo,

I would've never made that shot.

And now, we'll never know.

-(both laugh)
-Sad.

-We should probably go.
-Uh, yeah.

-Slug's not gonna remove itself.
-Uh-huh.

DAREM: Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Jay-Den,

where are you going?

I'm supposed to be
in Ibiza with Kyle.

-I need to leave.
-Wait, please.

Just please don't.

(sighs)
Look, I...

I really need you there tonight.

This sealing needs to go off
flawlessly, for Kaira.

For-for Khionia. For me.

A Ko'zeine can't abandon
a newly sealed Jvera and Ucha.

It will...
it will blow up protocol.

And a... Ko'zeine
has to make a toast.

-Uh-uh. No.
-What? What?

I-I thought you
got through this. Come on.

I will sweat, and I will sweat
doubly on principle.

You can sweat as much
as you like. We all have gills.

People I've known my whole life
are gonna be there,

and nothing I've done will ever
matter as much as this.

You should understand that
more than anyone.

You're doing this
for your parents?

No, but if it makes them
proud of me for once,

who's that hurting?

You are going to abandon
the Academy?

Abandon Starfleet?

No one expects anything from me
there anyway,

which I-I suppose is a relief,
but here,

what I'm not gonna do
is disappoint Kaira,

my parents, my people.

I need to be
who they raised me to be.

I'll just... I'll just
figure it out. I will.

Listen, do what you need to do.

I mean it.

I'm going to see the officiant.

I'll see you later.

(sighs)

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(dialogue inaudible)

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I've never seen someone
lose so badly

at science lab roulette
before. (laughs)

Your eyes were all like
"red alert" for a second.

I thought you just
made that game up.

And I thought you'd know
a hustle when you saw it.

I guess I'm just, you know,

that much better at lying
than you are. Hmm?

Come on, when I asked
about Tarima?

You said she was "recovering,"

and then you gave me
a travel itinerary.

Ocam said she's been fine.

Ocam?

When is the last time
you talked to Tarima?

Day of the ambush.

(scoffs) Uh...

Over four weeks ago.

Just to be clear,
more than 30 days?

-A full month?
-Mm-hmm.

But you reached out, right?
I mean, you've tried?

Because she was in a,
you know, coma

and you're her boyfriend.

Why not, hmm?

-Because...
-'Cause you forgot how to speak?

-Use words? Work a comm badge?
-No. No, not that.

Before that.

Before everything happened.

When we were alone... together.

She, uh...

She got into my head.

Not on purpose,
but she saw things

I don't tell anybody.

-Hey, don't--
-No!

Mama?

(scoffs) I don't know, it just
scared the shit out of me.

-I get that.
-I just...

I've spent my whole life
getting away from stuff.

But... letting someone in?

Like really... in,

so that they can see
all of your shit

and all the messed up things
you've done.

That's, uh... that's harder.

Hmm.

(both laughing)

Okay. What's next?

We gonna climb the ceiling
with our mag boots?

Water-skiing with the DoTs?

What's up?

-Sit in the captain's chair.
-(groans) The captain's chair?

-Mm-hmm.
-On the bridge?

(laughs)
That one's not happening.

Why not?

You were giving me grief
for dozing off in exo-chem.

You can get court-martialed
for that.

-Okay.
-Anyways, it's basically
impossible.

The entrance to the bridge is,
like, the hardest thing to hack.

-Save it for another day.
-Today's that day.

It has to be.

Caleb, when am I ever going
to get another chance

to be alone on the bridge?

Fine.

Chancellor Ake's nominating me
for pre-Command Track

-as soon as the break's over.
-Whoa. That's huge.

So why are you trying
to risk it all by...

Oh, come on,
your dad's an admiral.

You've been on a bridge
many times.

You've sat
in a captain's chair before.

Yeah, his bridge, his chair.

(sighs)

The thing about following
someone else's footsteps?

They're someone else's
footsteps.

Everyone will remind you that
your ambitions were his first,

imply your skills
were inherited,

and then you just
start to wonder

if people have been
handing you victories

just because they recognize
those footsteps.

-Who cares?
-I care.

You have no idea how hard I try
to make it look like I don't.

(sighs)

I need to know
if I belong on that track.

Or if the only seat I'll ever
feel comfortable in is his.

Just do this with me.

-Mm.
-Please?

What?

Your-your jacket
needs to be adjusted.

It's not a jacket.

It's the royal sealing mantle

constructed with sea tendrils
of Ryllios.

-Uh-huh. Cool.
-It's a symbol

of the strength of our people

and the fragility
of tradition, which

a Jvera promises to maintain
and protect both--

-What are you doing?
-Freezing.

A Ko'zeine's kilt is made of
threads of wet coral.

It needs time to set.

Klingons do not like the cold.

This is not about you.

This is about respect
and tradition.

(fabric rips)

-Oh.
-No, no, no, no.

-Uh, Darem, calm.
-No, no, no, no, no, no.

Calm. You are not breathing.

-Yes, I am.
-Breathe.

No, I'm not.

Oh, what am I doing?

This is the mantle of my people.

Jay-Den, I...

I thought I had more time.

If this is your true path,

timing does not matter.

You will... (stammers)
You will decide what is best.

You're shaking.

-No. No, no, no. You cannot--
-Keep it on.

-It is yours.
-You'll go blue.

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Darem, you are the same person

that walked onto the hull
of the Athena.

You saved many that day.

Why do you think this task
is beyond you?

It's not beyond me.

I lived my whole life

thinking this was
my final destination,

that I was meant to be here
for this day,

but since the Academy,
I've seen something more.

I mean, I thought the Academy
was there to serve me.

No kidding.

(laughs)

I don't want to leave.

Then don't.

I...

I made a promise.

Will you be the better man
as Jvera?

Or in service to many?

It's not that easy.

My people need me.

-That is not what I asked.
-You don't get it.

My people need me.

Try and understand.

I'm here.
I won't bail on my family,

my world.

I can't just-just do
what you did.

You cut and ran.

(growls softly)

Tell yourself whatever you want.

I'm sure you will find a way
to live with yourself.

You always do.

That is my Ko'zeine toast.

You deliver it yourself.

I am finding my way
back to Earth.

(sighs) Not my cleanest work,
but you got your five minutes.

(whirring)

* *

-Captain.
-Officer.

-(knuckles crack)
-(sighs)

Running pre-launch diagnostics.

Loading navigation systems.

ATHENA COMPUTER:
Navigation systems loading.

Igniting impulse drive.

ATHENA COMPUTER:
Impulse drive activated.

Calibrating subspace sensors.

-Subspace sensors calibrated.
-Activating warp core.

-Whoa. Whoa. Whoa.
-Activating warp core.

Computer, belay that order.

-Order belayed.
-You win, okay?

-I'm shutting this down.
-You love losing.

ATHENA COMPUTER:
Impulse drive deactivated.

Shutting down navigation
and subspace systems now.

I know a hustle when I see it.

This doesn't have anything
to do with you.

Really? 'Cause I feel
pretty involved right now.

All day, I sensed
something was up,

but I ignored it,

told myself I was just seeing
this awesome new side to you,

and it was a blast,
but it was all bullshit.

-It wasn't. Not all of it.
-It was all about

getting me
to break into the bridge.

And that programmable key
in your hand

gets you into every database
on the ship.

What are you looking for?

What's so important
that you'd risk your spot

at the Academy and mine, too?

My application.

Your application? To Starfleet?

Tomorrow, Chancellor Ake
is sending my entire record,

including my application,

to the pre-Command Track
committee for their review.

And if I don't get to it first,

forget pre-Command Track,
my career here might be over.

And without that,
I-I don't know who I am.

Why?

What are they gonna find?

They're not gonna find anything

if you just walk away, Caleb.

There's no way you lied
about your test scores.

You're kicking ass here.

I did what I had to do
to get in.

Did you forge your transcript?
No, I don't buy that either.

-Why do you care?
-Why?

Because you used me
to get in here.

If I was trying
to mess up my life

as badly as you're
about to mess up yours,

-I know you'd stop me.
-RENO: Oof. Weighty words.

I, uh, thought I left my PADD
in here, but no.

Just a couple of cadets
in the deepest of shit.

KHIONIAN PRIEST (echoing):
Do you, Darem, take Kaira...

Do you, Kaira, take Darem...

...to support one another
in leadership?

Do you promise to honor
your queen?

Do you promise to honor
your king?

DAREM:
I'm forever in love...

* *

(indistinct crowd chatter)

QUILL: Kaira,
the seat was made for you.

We love you both.

-Cheers.
-ALL: Cheers.

GUEST:
Hear, hear.

(murmuring)

Uh, this is when
my Ko'zeine would, uh,

say a few words,
but unfortunately, he's, uh...

JAY-DEN:
Present...

and accounted for.

(laughter, applause)

You're welcome.

Uh, well, if this
were a Klingon wedding,

Kaira would now bite Darem
on the nose

and they would break
each other's clavicles.

(laughter)

Perhaps skip that part.

(laughter)

I am at a slight disadvantage
as Ko'zeine

because I have never known
this side of Darem before today.

He and I met as shipmates.

Classmates.

First impressions were rocky.

But none of us understood how

he could be so confident,
so brave.

Some would say cocky.

(laughter)

He walked on the hull of a ship,

led a prank war embattled
on a Calica court

for the honor of our Academy.

Even before we were friends,

he pushed me
to see myself honestly,

to use my voice
and make it count.

While his counsel
was harsh at times,

it told me that Darem
is someone who cares.

And what I've seen of him here
amongst all of you

is that he also knows
what it means to be

in service of something
greater than himself.

To put others first.

When called by the moment,

by his family, his planet...

...or his partner,

Darem will ultimately choose
to put himself aside

and favor another's needs
above his own.

While I will miss
my classmate...

...my friend,

I cannot think
of a better reason to part.

To Darem and Kaira,

to a lifetime of happiness.

ALL:
To Darem and Kaira.

(glasses clinking)

* *

(whispers):
I love you.

* *

(exhales)

NAHLA: Curious time to pull
your absolute worst behavior.

I had to come back early
because of you two.

Chancellor, accessing the bridge
was my idea.

-Genesis had nothing
to do with it.
-Caleb.

Stop.

I asked him to do it.

Caleb refused,
and I wouldn't let up.

On the bridge,
he tried to stop me.

From doing what?

Retrieving a key...

...so I could delete
letters of recommendation

from my application
to the Academy.

-Why would you do--
-(whispers): Cadet.

So the pre-Command Track
committee wouldn't see them.

Why?

My references.

I altered
the original statements.

How?

Cadet, how did they
describe you?

You're undeniably competent.

Your scores are exemplary.
You're driven.

Driven out of fear.

They said that to a one.

"Genesis doesn't trust
that she belongs where she is."

How would they know?

Some things can't stay hidden.

(sighs)

Captain.

I'll be packed in 20 minutes.

Had it ever occurred to you
that they might have

done you a favor?

Leadership is a battle
within yourself.

They identified
a target for you.

There are those who don't
find out until it's too late.

Here's the lesson:
we are all wildly flawed.

And we have to learn
to carry that.

I'm not gonna expel you.

Acceptance here
is not contingent on references.

But I will not be nominating you
for pre-Command.

Yes, Chancellor.

Academic probation.

200 hours of menial service,
both of you.

Starting now.

-(exhales)
-(door whooshes open)

* *

DAREM:
Wonderful advice.

Excuse me a moment, would you?

I need to brush up
on the Khionian Constitution

if I'm gonna be helpful
in eradicating

those Royal Decrees
you were speaking about--

Just, um, stop a sec.

Okay.

I want you to abdicate.

Did you just...
did you just say abdicate? I...

We'll have the marriage
annulled, but to do that,

you'll have to abdicate first.

What's wrong? Hmm?

What am I... what am I missing?

Jay-Den's toast.

It was beautiful.

But the man he described
is someone I've never met.

The Darem I know is quiet,

always trying to appease,

always one step behind me,
our whole lives.

But I didn't realize any of that
until just now.

Do you know that the most
excited I've ever seen you

is when you left
for the Academy?

Maybe it's because you finally
had a chance to be yourself

-in a way you never could here.
-Kaira...

I can't have a partner
who's choosing to be with me

because he's making
everyone else happy.

Darem, I chose you
because I love you.

-And I feel the same way. I...
-No.

No.

Maybe in a way, but...

not like you used to.

Khionia is my purpose.

It used to be yours too,
but now it's your duty.

And it shouldn't be.

Nor should I be.

Kaira,

I love you.

I love you, I do, but...

You've seen a different path,

and you had every chance
in the world to tell me that,

but instead, you've started
our life together with a lie.

I deserve more than that.

I'll tell them what's happening.

Khionia will be fine.

You know, a woman's
never ruled it by herself.

I'm going to be the first.

Please step down.

-(panting)
-Go.

-I've...
-Be cocky.

Walk on hulls.

Live the life
you were meant to live.

Kaira.

I'm so sorry.

Goodbye.

Let's go home, friend.

* *

DIGITAL DEAN OF STUDENTS:
Welcome back, cadets.

The meteor shower
will begin shortly.

Popcorn not included.

JAY-DEN:
So, will you be all right?

DAREM:
Always.

But, um...

Listen, I'll tell you this:
I'm glad you were there.

*

KYLE:
Jay-Den!

I know I took a lot of shots
at Kyle, but...

Forgotten.

But congratulations.

Thank you. For-for what?

For realizing that you are
essentially an asshole.

(laughs)

I know.

-Hey.
-Hey.

-Hey.
-Kyle.

Uh, Jay-Den told me
about the, uh...

Sealing.

I'm, uh, I'm really sorry.

That's a horrific sunburn.

Yeah, I thought
I'd be good, but...

So, you know what the sun is,

but you choose to throw hands
with a literal ball of fire

and now your face hurts.

-Time to go.
-Yeah.

-Got it.
-Asshole.

CALEB:
So, the truth came out,

the worst happened,

all your unforgivable sins
exposed,

and you're still standing.

-What's with that?
-Shut up.

-(laughs softly)
-And thank you,

for trying to save me
from my own crap.

Oh, you got enough of your
own crap to deal with still.

(laughs)

And you?

You haven't stopped
thinking about her.

No.

Well, almost.

For a moment.

* *

Call her.

Talk to her.

If she's angry at you
for ghosting,

the best thing you can do is
don't edit yourself.

And right when you regret
everything you've said,

just hit send.

What if it's too late?

What if it's not?

(laughs softly)

CALEB:
Hey, Tarima.

I know you're probably
really angry at me

for not reaching out.

You... you should be.

I'm sorry.

You saw the part of me that I...

try to pretend doesn't exist.

And I was too freaked out to...

realize that couldn't
have been random.

It happened because
I guess I wanted you to...

...see me.

And because you are
very, very special.

You are.

I wish I could fix all
the mistakes I made with you.

Everyone else around me
seems able to do it.

* *

People who lied.

People who doubted themselves.

People who just want
to get better.

People who ran.

I've spent my whole life
running from things.

I don't want to run anymore.

Anyway, I really hope
you're okay.

COMPUTER:
Message sent.

* One by one *

* We watch the stars *

* One by one *

* We watch the stars *

* Blossom above *

* Blossom above *

* Ooh *

* Good things come *

* To those *

* Who learn *

* To wait *

* Ooh *

* Wait for the sun *

* To fall *

* Into *

* The world. *

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