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GARISON: A ship in trouble
making a forced landing, sir.

TYLER: It comes from
the Talos star group.

Their call letters check
with a survey expedition.

PIKE:
My name is Christopher Pike,

commander of
the space vehicleEnterprise.

Our destination is
the Talos star group.

PITCAIRN:
There's a canyon to the left.

We can set you down there
completely unobserved.

VINA: I think it's time to show
the captain our secret.

This is Vina.

Her parents are dead. She was
born almost as we crashed.

SPOCK:
This is all some sort of trap.

Are you real?

Perhaps they made me
out of dreams you've forgotten.

Is there any way I can keep them
from probing my mind,

from using my thoughts
against me?

I can't help but love you.

Let's get back
to the ship.

I can't.

I can't go with you.

PIKE: Personal log,
Captain Christopher Pike.

Stardate 1532.9.

Still no word
from Commander Burnham,

but I know she won't give up

until she finds
her brother Spock.

As much as it pains me
to think the worst

of any Starfleet division,

I do hope she locates him
before Section 31 does.

[indistinct announcement
over speakers]

...is restricted
to all unauthorized personnel

until further notice.

PATAR: It is critical
Lieutenant Spock

be apprehended
as soon as possible.

And by fleeing
with her brother,

Commander Burnham has committed
yet another act of mutiny.

I accept full responsibility
for our security lapse.

As you should.
Spock's foreknowledge

of these signals appearing
around the galaxy

and his interactions
with the Red Angel

constitute vital intelligence.

Are you tracking their shuttle?

We had a lock on its trajectory
for only minutes

before it was lost.

Burnham disabled
her transponder.

She's smart. I expect she'll
obscure her warp signature

to keep us from
regaining a trace.

PATAR:
She can't hide forever.

Spock's in need of vital
medical intervention.

That limits their
potential destinations.

Any chance of you
getting us a list

of off-planet Vulcan
medical facilities?

Control's threat-analysis system
will prioritize those.

Any other
suggestions?

I believe that we should...

I was asking Captain Georgiou.

Since you asked,
I would put out

a Federation-wide alert
for Burnham's shuttle,

but exclude
Discovery.

TELLARITE ADMIRAL:
Exclude Discovery?

Why?

We don't want
personal entanglements

complicating the search.

If Burnham were to
reach out to anyone,

it would be Pike.

Let's listen for it
but not tip our hand.

Excellent observation.

Captain Leland, you have an
agent on Captain Pike's ship?

Specialist Tyler
is on board, yes.
Good.

Because if Burnham communicates
with Discovery,

we need to know.

Keep us informed.

GEORGIOU:
All of this reliance on

computerized threat analysis
bothers me.

In my universe,
the artificial intelligence

took orders from me,
not the other way around.

Really?

And how did that
work out for you?

Why don't you whip up a
good reason for Discovery

to stand down and relay
the orders to them,

since you're on a roll.

MAN [over speakers]:
Encryption protocol verification

has been ordered for all...

GEORGIOU: We'll find Spock
and Burnham, of course,

and they'll have a lovely time
answering many, many questions.

In the meantime,
since you

felt it necessary
to destroy that probe,

we'd like you to comb
through the debris field

to find any remains that
could help us understand

what it was made from

and why it accessed
your computers.

That kind of thing.

Are you sure Commander Burnham

received the hails
from your ship

and that she deliberately
ignored them?

Why would I lie?

Michael always has a logical
motivation for her actions.

Believe me,
I know her well.

GEORGIOU: No matter how
you may feel about her,

she is aiding and abetting
a murder suspect.

PIKE: Who also happens
to be her brother.

There are many different
approaches here.

The Discoverycan be
a more valuable asset.

Discovery'svalue lies
in gathering more intel

on the probe.

Oh, and if Burnham
checks in,

we need to know
immediately, okay?

I'm really busy.

All right. My tolerance for
discretion has worn very thin.

What, exactly,
is your relationship

with Michael Burnham?

It's 100% professional, sir.

And has that always
been the case?

Mr. Tyler,

you and I have been through
a lot together recently.

I'm giving you the benefit
of the doubt,

and I'm asking that you do
the same with me.

I was in love with Michael,

and she was... not entirely
disinterested in me.

But I violated
her trust.

I wasn't the person she thought
I was, so she... moved on.

I apologize, Mr. Tyler, but...

I'm responsible
for a lot of lives here.

Your feelings could impact
our mission.

They won't.

Permission to be
excused, Captain.

COMPUTER:
One of 11 planetary bodies,

Talos IV was a warp-capable
M-Class planet

with a thriving population,

until several thousand
years ago,

when nuclear war caused
a near-extinction-level event.

A small population of
the indigenous species remains,

possessing susceptive
psychogenic abilities.

Travel within the Talos system
is prohibited by Starfleet.

We're approaching
Talos IV.

Whatever it is you're
looking for, I hope we find it.

[computer alert chimes]

COMPUTER: Warning.
Now entering restricted space.

Warning.

Shuttle entering critical orbit.

Correct course.

Computer, reverse
starboard impulse engine

and engage warp drive.

BURNHAM:
Spock!

It's a black hole.
We'll be crushed.

COMPUTER: Structural failure
in five seconds.

Four. Three.

Two. One.

Was that an illusion?

No, it was a test.

We're really on
the other side of

the looking glass now,
aren't we?

♪

♪

♪

[original Star Trektheme
plays]

So, uh, not much
has changed.

Should feel
pretty familiar.

More or less.

Anyway, I think
we should, uh,

take full advantage
of this opportunity.

You wouldn't believe how much
personal time I have saved up.

Yes, I would.

You spent every
waking moment in your lab,

weekends, nights.

Great, so, uh, looks like
your memory's fully intact.

That's good news.

I was hoping
the first time you saw him

would be, uh...
I don't know, I...

I'm just glad we're together.

Look, I'm gonna make
a formal request

to have Tyler's quarters
moved to a different deck.

There's no reason you should
have to see his face every day.

Here we are. Home.

[door whooshes open]

Airiam, how we doing
on the datacore audit?

The probe used multiple
SQL injections,

but I've yet to find
any compromised files.

The list of facilities
you asked for, Captain.

That's more
than I thought.

All right, start with the
Quiliam Station in Beta Quadrant

and work your
way around.

Quiliam?

That's a Vulcan
hospital.

You're looking for
Spock and Burnham?

Georgiou made it
pretty clear we were

to concentrate on collecting
debris from the probe.

And we are. The crew is on task.
Ensign Tilly,

care to bring Specialist Tyler
up to speed

on our probe search?Oh, yes, sir.

Come into my office.

TYLER:
What's up?

Okay, so this is
your Class-C mid-embrace

with a very unpleasant
and time-traversing cephalopod.

What's that?Like a squid.

Here you are
post-self-destruct.

And so far, we have reclaimed
one metric ton of material,

all of which is
from your shuttle.

There are no probe parts.

How is that possible?PIKE: We don't know.

Point is, we're doing our job.

If Section 31 wants us
to stay stationary, so be it,

but I won't ignore a crisis
involving my officers.

COMPUTER:
Atmosphere: 18% oxygen,

75% nitrogen,

4.6% carbon dioxide.

Temperature:
24 degrees Celsius.

I need to take
a look around.

Will you be okay here?

[melodic chiming]

[chiming grows louder]

[creature chittering]

[chiming stops, then resumes]

♪

[phaser whirring]

BURNHAM:
Turn.

Slowly.

Who are you?Where I come from,

the one holding the phaser
asks the questions.

Are you Talosian?
No.

Human, but a permanent resident.

Spock.

It's me.

Vina.

Don't you
recognize me?

What's happened to him?

Who are you?

I'm an old friend
of Captain Christopher Pike.

Is-is Chris...

is he coming back, as well?

Are you saying Captain Pike
and Spock have both

been here before?Well, in some ways,

Captain Pike never left.

I was a crew member
on a survey ship

that crashed here
when I was young.

Long ago.

The Talosians put me
back together.

That's the easiest way
to explain it.

I'm Commander Michael Burnham.

They welcome you, Commander,

and ask that
you join them

below the surface.

They're speaking to you now?

Beam down with Spock

so they can
examine him.

What do you mean,
"examine"?

You brought us here
because you knew

the Talosians could help you.

Have you been in communication
with them?

VINA:
They assure you,

your shuttle will be safe here.

Coordinates, please.

Computer, two to beam down.

Vina.

Are you real?

TALOSIAN MALE:
She is very real.

We apologize
for the difficulties

entering the atmosphere.

Material illusion is our primary form of defense.

BURNHAM:
I'm beginning to
understand that.

Do you only speak
telepathically?

We will converse in
the ancient way if you prefer.

Can you tell me
why, exactly,

he risked our lives
bringing us here?

[low hum]

The Vulcan
is experiencing time

as a fluid rather than
a linear construct.

Conventional logic
has not helped him

interpret
such an experience.

He knew you'd be
able to help him.

He knew that conventional
medical understanding

would be useless.

Should this variance continue,
he will lose his mind,

permanently.

What could have possibly changed
his experience of time?

It is easier
for us to show you

his thoughts than
explain them.

But we require
something in return.

The memory of what happened

between you and your brother
on Vulcan.

TALOSIAN MALE:
We wish to view
the entire conflict

between the two of you
during childhood.

The defining experience.

The wound you inflicted.

You want to experience our pain?

Why? For your entertainment?

This is how we understand.
How we survive.

Survive another way.

[low hum]

TALOSIAN FEMALE:
Your brother's sanity

will depend entirely
on your cooperation.

It's better not to
resist, Commander.

They dive deeply
into our minds.

Our hopes.

Our memories,
our fears.

Even our dreams.

This is how they found me
after the crash.

They gave me the choice:

to live the rest of my life
as I am

or as I was.

You see? They're not
unnecessarily cruel.

And even though this may just be
a projection, it...

...it feels as real as it looks.

TALOSIAN FEMALE:
To reorder your brother's mind,

we must disengage him
from logic.

But you must pay the price.

We may watch you
relive your memory?

Yes.

But I need to see
my brother's mind first.

Very well.

[low hum]

SPOCK:
It began the night
you ran away from our home.

[panting]

Deep into the forests
of Vulcan's Forge

and its many dangers.

That is when the Angel
first appeared to me.

I thought it was a dream,
a premonition.

It showed me...

[roaring][gasping]

...your death.

[snarling]

[screams]

[gasps, panting]

I told Mother and Father where
I had seen you in the forest.

[creature roaring]

[growling, snarling]

[whooshing, whirring]

[shrieking]

They found you.

The Angel saved you.

She changed your fate.

Years later,
it appeared to me once again.

Another dream,
another premonition.

I now understand its meaning.

And where it must lead me.

It guided me to a remote planet

and showed me...

the end.

My mind

to your mind.

My thoughts to your thoughts.

♪

[gasps]

[grunts]

[panting]

Now you see.

Dinner is served.

Computer,
music, please.

[music playing softly]

You kept all my things.

Well, I-I thought about, uh,
sending stuff to your mom.

I tried to pack it.

It was too hard.

I wasn't ready, I guess.

Here, um, first course.

Asopao. Your recipe.

Is it good?

Yeah, I-I guess, it's just...

It's just unfamiliar.

It's your favorite.

I have that memory.

It's just, my-my
senses, my feelings

don't connect with it.

Or anything, really.

I-I think
wh-what you're dealing with

is-is a-a form
of neutralizing shock.

It's not that simple, Paul.

It's not a matter of identity,

because we know who you are.

Or maybe that's just who I was.

I-I think we should try
to normalize...

What's normal about this?

You never put together dinner
in our quarters before.

I'm just trying to help.
I'll do anything.

Please tell me how...

I don't know what to do!

You keep pushing me
to feel something!

You want me to just
pick up where we left off

as if nothing happened?
You have no idea!

Look, uh,

losing you was-was the worst
thing that ever happened, but...

but now that you're here again,
I'm-I'm just trying to treat it

like what it is: a miracle

that I dreamed about
every night

since you...

Since I died.

Say it!

Why are you so angry with me?

You know what, Paul?

That's a good question.

[door whooshes shut]

Mr. Tyler, this is my ship.

More importantly,
this is my crew.

I will not call off the search.

I will not leave two
of them out there.

Certainly not when one
is accused of crimes

I don't believe he committed.

When we're not
in our right minds,

Captain,

we're capable of anything.

I can believe that about you.

[scoffs]

Not about Spock.

It doesn't matter
what you believe.

31 believes he's a killer.

You may find them first,
but you won't get to them first.

Section 31
is watching you.

Not just Leland and Georgiou,
but their whole operation.

Do you think you're surprising
me with this information?

When Leland reaches Spock
and Burnham, he will bury them.

Discovery'ssearch only
shines a light on her.

What are you saying?

Trust Michael to find
the right way through.

Ultimately, it's the safer
choice for both of them.

If you trust Burnham

more than Section 31,

why are you working for them?

I know they act in gray areas,

and I know
they're dedicated people

trying to keep you

and every other part
of the Federation safe.

After what I've been through,
after what I've become,

I can be of service there.

[door whooshes open]

[door whooshes shut]

SARU:
Captain,

may I have a moment?Walk with me.

It appears someone on our ship
accessed the transceiver array

and sent out an encrypted,

unauthorized subspace
transmission.

Three of them, actually.

Large bursts.
Petabytes of data.

An unauthorized
transmission? Where?

Unknown, sir.

Not just anyone can
access that array.

There must be some
trace of the sender.

Well, if there is, sir,
we will find it.

[gasps]

[panting]

Spock.

You saw the Red Angel.

First as a child,

then again a few months ago.What is it?

Who is it?If I knew,
we would not be here.

I was asking rhetorically.

Then at least ask something
I have never asked of myself.

Can we have a better version
of this conversation?

Is there a valuable question
in your arsenal?

Yes. Do you actually think
the beard is working?

The barren planets...
Andoria, Earth.

Is the Angel a time traveler?

The engineering
comprehension

necessary to build its suit
would suggest so.

And some of the memories
it shared with me

have yet to occur.

[sighs]

There was no one left.

A possible future.

One that could well be
determined by our actions.

Yours and mine.

Yeah, yours and mine.

Spock, there is
so much that I...

No. I am not here
to absolve you, Michael Burnham.

This is not about your feelings.

Guess I'm a fool
for taking that personally.

Agreed.

I risked everything
to bring you here.

It does not surprise me
that you see it that way.

But it was I
who brought you here

to see what I have seen.

How does my seeing help you?

I required someone who had
context of my timeline.

Of me.

So you required family.

An interesting choice of words,

coming from you.

Shall we continue?

There is a great responsibility
at hand.

To serve the needs of the many.

I'm listening. Talk.

An impermeable layer of energy
surrounding the suit.

A quantum field
I was unable to infiltrate.

Still, the thoughts I received
from within it were human.

Human?

There was loneliness,

desperation.

You will need to see more.

Our hosts will attempt
to safeguard your mind

if you continue.

But if you need
to rest before...

No, I don't.
Show me.

[low hum]

Mr. Spock,
there's been an event.

Signals in space seen
across the galaxy.

The pattern is undeniably
what you previously described.

And what you are drawing here.

They're real.

My vision wasn't
a hallucination?

"Premonition" might be
a more accurate word.

Then the images I saw
in the mind meld...

these signals...

Somehow, you reported them
before they appeared.

What do you think they are?

I believe they represent
an attempt to communicate.

By whom?

Perhaps these signals
have appeared before.

Somewhere else?

As a Starfleet science officer,
you would have been exposed

to a comprehensive
historical...

History will not provide
an answer to your query, Doctor.

Instead, you should be
asking me...

how is it I can
remember tomorrow?

It was a mistake to come here.

I must leave.

Mr. Spock, leaving
would be premature.

There are Section 31 officers
coming to transfer you

to a more specialized facility.

Section 31?

Your mind is in crisis.

The Vulcan part of you
requires time to heal.

SPOCK:
You are correct.

Time most certainly has
something to do with it.

[grunting and groaning]

What happened after that?

Section 31 thinks
you murdered these people.

I see your faith
in my character has not changed

since we were children.

You are inside my mind,
yet you still need confirmation.

Do you see murder here?

[indistinct chatter]

[hushed murmuring]

I'm sorry.

I don't expect you
to understand,

but...

it wasn't really me.

It was Voq.

Yes.

Bring him out.

It doesn't work like that.

I can find him.

[crowd murmuring]

[grunts][crowd gasps, murmurs]

This must be allowed
to play out.

Are you sure about that?

Stop it.

[grunting]

Stop! Stop, you...

Bring him out!

[quiet murmuring]

[grunting, panting]

I don't even know
who I am anymore.

Who do you think
you're talking to?

You allowed the fight
to proceed?

Well, I believe the
confrontation was

a necessary and
unavoidable catharsis

for both men.

But hardly an example
of by-the-book

conflict resolution.
[scoffs]

The Starfleet manual offers
no regulatory guidelines

for interactions
between humans

with Klingons grafted
to their bones

and a ship's doctor
returned from the dead.

Then, occasionally,

we have to make it up
as we go along.

SARU: That is the situation
in which we find ourselves, yes.

This is not intended
with any judgment, Mr. Saru,

but I suspect that,
before your own evolution,

you might have made
a different call.

Perhaps, Captain.

Given the unusual nature
of our circumstances,

I'm going to overlook
the incident,

but this can't happen again.

And please make sure
everyone's aware that

we will not be settling
our differences with violence,

but with the uniform
code of contact.

And that goes
for you as well.

Understood, Captain.

Good.

[gasping]:
Vina.

Vina.

H-How...

I'm not used to you
being afraid of me.

Used to me?

It's a lot to digest.

There's something
I need to say.

When you came to Talos,

I'd been alone
for so many years.

I never imagined
happiness or love.

And when the Talosians
decided we were

unsuited for each other...

when you left, it was worse.

Because I knew what I'd lost.

I've thought about you--
us-- often,

and wished that you
would have come with me.

Chris, I didn't need to.

That's what I'm trying to say.

They brought you
back to me.

Not the real you--
it's illusory, of course--

but the part of you that
still lives inside of me.

We've spent a lifetime together.

I'm glad...

I'm glad you're not alone.

All this time, you kept me sane.

Kept me tethered
to what I once felt.

Even though I was never
the person you thought I was.

You didn't deceive
anyone, Vina.

I felt it, too.

But you're here now.

This is real.

As real as it
needs to be.

But the Talosians' ability to
project illusions across space

is limited.

And the farther
away you are,

the harder it is
to sustain.

There's someone you need to see.

Burnham.

You're on Talos?

Can you see me?

Yes, Captain.

I found Spock.

He directed us here
so the Talosians

could show me his mind.

The first thing
I need to tell you is

Spock is innocent.

There were no murders.

I didn't want to communicate
through subspace.

Section 31 might have
traced our transmission.

I know what happened.
Georgiou reported

that she tried
to hail your shuttle

while Spock was on board
and you failed to respond.

I took Spock to Captain Leland,
and he tried to use

invasive Terran technology
to rip his mind apart.

But why? What do they
want with Spock?

My memories of the future.

Spock... it is good to see you.

Captain, I have seen
the Red Angel,

and it revealed the final
outcome of our current timeline.

If we are to escape
what awaits us,

we must follow
the Angel's design.

What design?

Please, the window
is closing.

SPOCK:
Captain,

I never believed I would
ask this of anyone,

but I need you
to take me on faith.

You must come
for us now, if you can.

Chris, hurry.

We're out of time.

Hurry for your friends.

They're counting on you.

You should at least...

at least get your hand
checked out.

Why?

I-I can feel it.

And I'm not letting anyone
fix things I can feel.

Look, just come home and...

It's not my home anymore, Paul.

That version of me

that called your quarters home,
that version of me is dead.

And I'm not going back.

But is it because

you don't want to or...

because you don't know how?What difference does it make?

Would you please
just move forward?

And let me do the same.

I, uh...

Okay.

[electronic chiming]

MAN [over speakers]:
Commander Stamets
to Engineering.

Engineering, status, please.

Commander Stamets
is just getting

into position now,
Captain.

What's our destination, Captain?

Talos IV.

OWOSEKUN:
Captain.

Talos is in a restricted section

of the Alpha Quadrant.

Yes, it is.

Hit it, Airiam.

[engines power up]

[engines wind down]

[whirring, creaking]

The spore drive
just disengaged, sir.

What's going on down there?

It appears to be a failure
in the spore hub.

Sir, I'm seeing corruption
in duotronics.

Corruption that seems
to have been

introduced manually
somehow.

Have there been previous
corruption issues with the hub?

Not like this.

We run level-three diagnostics

on the entire spore drive
every ten hours.

[alarm beeping]

Someone deliberately
corrupted the system.

Why the black alert?We have to get
to Talos IV

to retrieve Spock
and Burnham.

But our spore drive
has conveniently gone down,

and it wasn't an accident.

You think someone
tampered with it?

Who? Who would do that?

Well, we might be able
to narrow down the list

by asking who had a vested
interest in keeping us here.

SARU: And someone on our ship
has been sending

unauthorized, heavily encrypted
subspace transmissions

to unidentified
recipients.

I don't know anything about

unauthorized transmissions.SARU: Odd.

They were authorized
by your command codes.

I sent nothing.

To no one.
Someone must have

spoofed my code.
And sabotaged
the spore drive.

You don't really think I...I've recently
learned that

Section 31 has accessed
invasive neurologic tech.

Maybe they used it on you.

Maybe you don't even
know you're doing it.

That part of my life is over.

I'm sure I-I'd know
if I did something like that.

I'm sorry, Tyler.

I can't afford to take
your word for it.

And neither can you.

Have him confined
to his quarters

until further notice.
[scoffs]

Trust me on this,
if nothing else:

Section 31 will find
a way to track you.

Thank you, Mr. Tyler. I agree.

Set a course
for Starbase 11

at maximum warp.Aye, sir.

Radio ahead.

Say that
we need repairs.Aye, Captain.

Maybe that'll throw off
any potential pursuers.

Starbase 11 is two light-years
from Talos IV.

Exactly why I want

Section 31 to think
that we're going there.

We'll pick a point midway,

alter course
and then run silent.

That should buy use enough time.

I hope.

BURNHAM:
Thank you...

for helping Spock.

I'm pretty sure
he would have died

without your help.

Discoverywill be here soon.

There isn't much time.

I owe them my memory.

You don't want them
to force payment.

It's awful.

SPOCK: I've shown her
all the memories

she needs to see.

Yeah, well...

...now you have to share
one of mine.

It's the price I agreed to
for your recovery.

[low hum]

YOUNG SPOCK:
Michael, wait.

[gasps quietly]

Michael, wait.

Where are you going?

Spock, I'm a danger
to your family.

Our family. No.

There are too many Vulcans

who don't want
humans living here.

Father knows the
separatists aren't gone.

They'll come back
and attack your home.

Our home.

We'll fight them.

Together.

It's better this way.

You deserve to grow up
somewhere safe.

Safe is a relative construct.

Safe has inconsistent meanings.

Stop it.

I am going.

Then I'm going with you.

I don't want you with me.

Don't you understand that?

You are my sister.

[echoing]:
My sister...

You... you are helping the human
part of me learn to express...

The human part of
you is so small

it won't make a difference
in your life.

Why can't you get it
through your head?

I don't want a freak
like you as a brother.

But I love you.
Love?

You're not capable of love.

I am.No, you are not.

You are Vulcan,

and you will always be
cold and distant,

like a moon somewhere.

You're not worth my effort.

But you promised you would
teach me the ways of Earth.

That maybe we could
live there one day.Don't you get it?

I don't want you in my life.

Stop following me...

...you weird little half-breed.

[gasps]

Spock, I didn't mean
any of those...

I am aware you were
trying to sever

our emotional connection
so that I would be

less distraught
by your absence.

A primitive tactic,
but logical.

No, it was more than that.

The Logic Extremists
would have targeted our family

as long as I was
still in that house.

I did not want you
to get hurt or killed.

But I should have
tried something else.

Anything else.

Spock,

I am so sorry.

In point of fact,
I am grateful.

Your words showed me
how damaging

my humanity could be.

No, your humanity
was beautiful.

I was a child.

You were a catalyst.

In an attempt to
escape emotion,

to escape you,

I fully submerged in logic.

But my bedrock of
logic, my constant,

has always been time itself.

And now time has failed me.

Logic has failed me.

Emotion has failed me.

I have nothing to build upon,
yet build I must.

This could be
the defining moment

for multiple civilizations
and millions of lives,

and I am not ready.

Are you more angry
with me or yourself?

Do not attempt to
psychoanalyze me, Michael.

Better minds than yours
have tried and failed.

Yet you chose me
for this journey.

You value our connection.

Perhaps the bedrock
of your logic

is this relationship.

Absurd.

You are correct,
however,

on one matter.

It was foolish to idolize you.

And I regret it deeply.

VINA:
Discovery'sapproaching.

There is another ship
close behind.

They want you to know
you're in danger.

The Section 31 ship
is hailing, sir.

Tyler's confined.
They didn't find us through him.

Answer them, Bryce.

I know where you're going, Pike.

Cut your engines immediately.
That's an order.

I'll start following orders when
you start telling the truth.

Or did you not think
I'd find out

what you were going
to do to Spock?

LELAND:
Last warning, Chris.

Stand down.

Detmer, drop us in
over Talos IV.

Owo, the second we're in range,
start scanning for our people.

Got them, sir.PIKE: Beam them up, quickly.

Copy that, sir.

Achieving lock,
and beaming now.

[alarm beeping]

And?

I've locked on
with our transporter,

but I'm getting interference.TILLY: Sir, Section 31

has a lock
on Burnham and Spock as well.

Leland again, sir.

Put him on.

Pike, disengage your
transporter beam immediately.

I can't do that.If one of us doesn't let go,

Burnham and Spock will be
ripped apart atom by atom.

Is that what you want?
Because that's exactly

what's going to happen
if you don't

disengage your transporter beam.

Mute screen.

What do I do, sir?

Captain?

Let your friends go.

It's the only way.

Let them go.

Let us all go.

Trust me.

Goodbye, Vina.

Owo...

disengage transporter.

Yes, sir.

[sighs]

They've disengaged.
Beaming in now.

[indistinct chatter]

Do not move.

You did the right thing.

That will be noted
in my after-action report.

Now, you and your crew
are to report to Starbase 11

and await disciplinary action.

Leland out.

You look exceptionally
pleased with yourself.

Aren't you surprised
Pike gave up so easily?

Thank you
for your insight.

Now, this time,
I'll do the talking.

Captain, I detect a shuttle

approaching
from the planet.

OWOSEKUN: Trying to
scan it, Captain,

but something is
blocking us.

Should I hail them, sir?

No.

They wouldn't want
to risk answering.

Let them in the shuttle bay.

Mr. Saru, with me.

LELAND:
Welcome back, Commander.

What were you doing on Talos?

This will go easier
if you answer me.

Or it can go harder.

I beg to differ.

Say goodbye, Spock.

Goodbye, Spock.

What is this?
What's happening?

BURNHAM:
Captain.

Commander Saru.

But how?

Talosian projection.
That's how.

Greetings, Captain.

Spock.

Are you all right?

Much better for seeing you
in person, sir.

Even if we are only
riding into danger.

Is that a smile
I see on your face?

I believe it is. Yes.

Well, welcome to Discovery.

Those Talosians tried
this trick with me

in the Terran universe once,

and I blew them
and their stupid singing plants

off the face of the planet.

Well, you might have
told me about

the scope of their abilities.

And miss seeing you explain
yourself to the admirals?

Oh, Leland, I wonder how
this will work out for you.

Captain on the bridge.

Spock, I need to hear
about this Red Angel.

Do you know what it is?

A human, and nothing more.

BURNHAM: It appears
this person is attempting

to change the outcome
of our current timeline.

And what is that outcome?

A future in which
all sentient life

in our galaxy
has been eradicated.

By what?

Unclear, Captain.

Well, we should sure
alter course

and get the hell out of here.

In just a few minutes. Discoverywill become

the most wanted ship
in the galaxy.

I don't suppose the Red Angel
offered you any advice

on how to handle a
situation like this.

No.

But my limited
experience

as a fugitive suggests
only one course of action.

And what is that?

We run.

PIKE:
I can't ask any of you

to participate in what is
clearly an act of disobedience.

Course heading, sir?TILLY: Does feel like

we should get moving, like, now.

I think you have
the crew, sir.

Helm, get us out of here.