All language subtitles for The.Orville.S01.11_English

(lighthearted jazz playing)

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(indistinct conversations)

KELLY: Well, I hope you like
our little send-off.

Yeah, we're gonna
miss you, Commander.

I'm gonna miss you guys.

Believe me,
I wouldn't be leaving

if it wasn't such a sweet offer.

Yeah, I guess it's not every day

you get to help design
a space station.

-Are you nervous?
-A little.

But, hey, as long as I can
sneak a pop or two on the job.

Glug, glug, glug.

Nah. Can you imagine?

Ah...

-Think he knows yet?
-No. Look at him.

He has no idea.

JOHN:
How the hell can he not know?

What are you guys talking about?

We took a piece of Yaphit
when he wasn't looking,

and we dropped it in the buffet.

(gasps)
Oh, my God, no, you didn't!

JOHN: Yeah, we're just waiting
for him to catch on.

(laughs)
You guys are so hilarious.

Ah, I wish I had the guts
to pull pranks.

I always think of
super outrageous stuff,

and I never follow through.

(chuckles) You guys should
get to know me better

'cause I'm really funny.

Oh, check it out, he's leaving.

Oh, I love jokes.

Hey, Doc.

(quietly):
Oh, God, the last person

I want to see right now.
Yaphit,

I'm very busy-- this better not
be a social visit.

No, it's not.
I don't feel well.

What's wrong?

I think I lost a piece.

Uh, excuse me?

I feel like
I'm missing a piece,

and I can't for the life of me
figure out where I lost it.

Well, okay, hop up on the table,
let's have a look.

(scanner trilling)

I'm not quite sure
how to ask this,

but when your species loses
a piece of tissue,

is it conscious?

Kind of.
I have a dim sense

of a dark, wet place.

I-I just can't get
any more specific than that.

Bortus, what can I do for you?

I am experiencing
digestive discomfort.

With your iron stomach?
Okay.

Have a seat.

Um, Yaphit?

-Yeah?
-I think I found your piece.

Wh-What do you mean?

-Inside Bortus' digestive tract.
-What?!

What the hell, man,
you friggin' ate me?

I did not eat you.

Well, what the hell am I

doing inside you, you bastard?

Bortus, have you eaten anything
in the past hour?

Only a slice of prawgus cake
at the buffet.

Yaphit, did you go near
the prawgus cake at all?

Oh, crap. Yeah.

With John and Gordon,
those dicks.

Mystery solved.

Aw, man, I don't believe it.

Ah, okay, how you want
to do this?

Do what?

I gotta go in and get the piece.

What do you mean, "go in"?

I mean go in.
I gotta go in.

Pick an entry.

I will not allow you inside me.

Doc, help me out here.

Bortus, I'm sorry.

He can do it cleaner than I can.

(sighs)
Do what you must.

Open your mouth.

YAPHIT:
All right, come on.

Where are you, fella?

Aw, dude,
it stinks down here.

What the hell
you been eating?

What is that, a--
is that a boot?!

Ah, there we go.
Jackpot.

CLAIRE:
Great. Now, if you two

wouldn't mind leaving,
this is more weirdness

than I can handle in one day.

At any point, did you consider
the possibility

that what you were doing
was stupid?

BOTH (slowly):
No. No.

-I didn't, no.
-Not that I remember.

Did it occur to you that
Yaphit might be upset?

-Yes.
-No.

At the time, it did not seem

a matter of consequence.

Honestly, we just thought
it would be funny.

Well, I hope you got
a good laugh,

because if I can't talk him
out of filing charges,

-you guys are gonna be
in trouble. -Yes, sir.

I'm placing a formal reprimand
on each of your records.

Dismissed.

(door whooshes open)

(door whooshes shut)

You got to be kidding me.

♪

(door chimes)

Come in.

Hey.

Take a look at this.

-Is this accurate?
-I confirmed it

with the Union Central
database just to be sure.

Ed, that aptitude rating
is through the roof.

Aside from Isaac, John is
the smartest officer on board.

My God, he sure doesn't
act like it.

I heard about the Yaphit thing.

Yeah, I spoke to Yaphit
and calmed him down.

How did we not know about this?

I'm gonna talk to John
and try to get the full story.

But, Ed, I have
a suggestion for you.

With Newton leaving,

what about John?

-For what?
-Chief engineer.

(gags, coughs)

-You okay?
-Yeah. Um...

wow, that's...
that's a hard sell.

Why?
Look at the numbers.

Advanced engineering test scores
at Union Point

were off the charts.

Look, he's obviously brilliant,

I'll give you that,
but heading up a division is

about more than just smarts.

He's never shown any indication
of leadership ability.

He'd have to oversee
a lot of personnel.

He's never had the chance.
He could surprise us.

Kelly, he fed a guy
to another guy.

That's not something
a department head does.

Come on, you know those two.

Odds are Gordon was the brain
trust behind that stunt.

Oh, and John just
went along with it?

That only proves my point.

Look, all I'm saying is that

maybe somewhere
he's got it in him.

(thunderous crash, rumbling)

ED:
Report.

We've dropped out
of quantum drive, Captain.

-What the hell just happened?
-I have no idea.

Maybe we hit a squirrel
or something.

There is no evidence
of any Sciuromorpha Rodentia

or other midsized rodent.

Captain, we appear
to have skimmed the outer edge

of a spatial anomaly
of some variety.

Damage report?

All departments reporting.

No injuries or hull damage.

However,
the lower quantum engine

has been knocked
out of alignment.

Oh, great.

It looks like we're stuck here
for a few hours.

Does the anomaly pose
any danger to the ship?

At our current coordinates,
I do not believe so.

It's just a big old
nasty pothole.

Well, we'd better map it so
no one else gets banged around.

Isaac, get the engine
realignment started,

and then run a full-range scan
of the anomaly.

Coordinate with Yaphit
in engineering.

I believe an internal scan

of the affected areas
of the ship

-would also be prudent.
-Do it.

Captain, with your permission,

perhaps Lieutenant Lamarr
could be of help.

I'm-I'm sorry, what?

Lieutenant, please assist Isaac
with his analysis.

Aye, Commander.

TY:
Isaac!

ISAAC:
Hello, Ty.

Hello, Marcus.

We got out of school early

because of the bumps.

You want to go to the simulator

and play some Space Dragons?

I am currently occupied.

What are you doing?

I am preparing to run a scan

on the section of the Orville

that came into contact
with the anomaly.

-Can we help?
-No. You are small and feeble.

And you do not possess
the necessary intelligence.

Wow, why don't you just
give 'em wedgies

and stuff 'em in a locker
while you're at it?

Please, Isaac?

Very well.

But do not interfere
with our investigation.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, what the hell
is he doing here?

Commander Grayson has
assigned Lieutenant Lamarr

to assist with the analysis.

Look, Yaphit, I-I'm sorry
about what happened earlier.

You know, we were
just messing around.

You know, it was a joke.

A joke? I spent an hour
in Bortus' colon!

You think that's funny?

(laughing)

Oh, yeah,
laugh it up, you brats.

Look, I promise
it won't happen again.

Did you find anything here?

Some crazy-weird readings.

I can't make sense of 'em.

Scans are detecting
the presence of a quantum wake.

It doesn't look like
anything's been disturbed.

I'm assuming nobody was in here.

Affirmative.

These quarters are
currently unoccupied.

We will process the data
through the central computer.

What happened to the plants?

We are currently analyzing
the scans of the quantum wake.

And there's no explanation
for the dead plants?

We're cross-referencing
the bioscans of the plants

with what we know
about the anomaly,

which, right now, isn't much.

They've been watered, right?

Like, do we have a...
a plant guy?

Palovis. He's the
lizard-looking guy

-in the science section.
-Is that his name?

God, I can never remember
that guy's name.

I see him coming in the hall,
and he's always like,

"Hey, good morning, Captain."
And I'm always like,

"H-Hey, there he is."

Yeah, Palovis.

Palovis.
All right.

Doctor, does this quantum wake

pose any health hazard
to the crew?

A quantum disturbance
isn't like radiation.

Shouldn't have any effect
on living tissue.

But I must admit,
the dead plants are a mystery.

How long until we can be
underway?

Engine realignment
will be completed

in two hours, 31 minutes.

Keep me posted.

Dismissed.

-(door chimes)
-Come in.

Hi.

Hey.

I was wondering
if you had any thoughts

about what we discussed.

As a matter of fact, I have.

Given what's happened,

I think we need
to fill the post right away.

So I'm promoting Yaphit.

Ed, before you make
that decision,

I'm asking you
to please consider John.

Yaphit is next in line
on the roster.

Besides, do you honestly think

John would even want the job?

I mean, he doesn't exactly seem
that ambitious.

I have a suggestion.

We have a mystery on our hands
with this anomaly.

Let me put John in charge
of the analysis team.

Kelly, it's too...

If he's as smart
as his record indicates,

then he deserves a shot.

You really feel
that strongly about this?

I'm your first officer.

Part of my job
is to help assemble

the best possible staff
on board this ship.

All right.
We'll give him a shot.

Hell, your instincts are
usually good, so who knows?

Hey, you wouldn't be sitting
there if I...

Sorry, what?

Nothing. It was a joke.

Didn't sound like a joke.

Forget about it.

I'm gonna go tell John,
get him started.

Kelly.

Did you...

say something to Admiral Halsey
to get me this command?

No, of course not.

Oh, my God, you did.

All I said was that I thought
you deserved a chance.

You went to Admiral Halsey
and you asked him

to give me command
of the Orville.

I put in a good word.
That's all I did.

To an admiral who just happened
to be close to your father.

That had nothing to do with it.

Ed, I had spent a year

feeling like a horrible person
for cheating on you.

I also knew I was the reason
that you went into your slump.

I wanted to help get you back
on the right path.

I wanted to do something to help
make things better for you.

Well, thank God for your help.

You would have gotten a command
sooner or later, anyway.

I mean, you were top
of your class at Union Point.

Oh, I'm sorry,
didn't you just say

that I wouldn't be sitting here

if you hadn't gone
to bat for me?

I didn't mean
to put it that way.

And besides, it isn't true.

Well, I guess
we'll never know, huh?

I'm sorry I didn't tell you.

So am I.

Look, I don't want you
to mince words.

I don't want you
to spare my feelings.

I just want to know the truth.

Commander Grayson
did make a case

for your promotion to captain.

And it never occurred to anyone
that that might be

the kind of thing
that I deserve to know?

Allocation of fleet personnel

and how we arrive at those
decisions is our business.

It was her choice to tell you.

Admiral, I'm just,

I'm just having a little bit
of a tough time

reconciling this
with my current position.

I mean, how the hell
am I ever supposed

to walk onto that bridge
with confidence again?

Ed, in the eyes
of the admiralty,

you've proven yourself worthy
of that chair.

You have validated
our trust in you.

There is no doubt
in anyone's mind anymore.

Except mine.

(sighs)

Hey, would anybody mind
if I got a cat?

What?

A cat, for the bridge.

Like a bridge cat.

What is a cat?

Oh, it's an Earth pet.

Little furry thing with
whiskers.

Might warm
the place up a little.

I think that'd be really great.

How would the presence
of such a creature

improve bridge operations?

It's not about that.

Animals are just fun
to have around.

It's unconditional love,
you know?

I do not. Please, elaborate.

GORDON:
It's just companionship.

You cuddle with it,
stroke its fur.

Humans bond with animals
that way.

Try it sometime.

It'll help you understand us.

(over comm):
Grayson to Lieutenant Lamarr,

report to my office.

Oh, great. What did I do now?

Good luck.

(fabric swooshing)

Are we bonding?

(door chimes)

Come in.

Lieutenant. Have a seat.

Explain this.

What do you want to know?

Why you never told anyone.

It's in my file.

-Anyone can look it up.
-I know that.

But generally, when someone's
as smart as you are,

they make productive use of it.

Well, with all due respect,
Commander,

that's my business.

Lieutenant, have you ever
studied the history of money?

Not really.
I know people used to use it

-to buy houses and sandwiches
and stuff. -Exactly.

It became obsolete with the
invention of matter synthesis.

The predominant currency
became reputation.

Yeah, so?

My point is, human ambition
didn't vanish.

The only thing that changed
was how we quantify wealth.

People still want to be rich,

only now rich means
being the best at what you do.

Not everybody wants that.

Some people like
to keep it simple.

Some people want to go to work,

go home, drink a beer
and pass out.

Are you one of those people?

I am very fond

of drinking beer
and passing out, yes.

Look, Lieutenant,
there's nothing wrong

with a simple lifestyle.

I just want you
to try using your gifts

before you decide
to leave them untapped.

I'm putting you in command

of the science and engineering
task force

to investigate the anomaly.

(sighs)

What is it?

A small ship entering range,
Captain.

If it continues
on its present course,

it will encounter the anomaly.

Put it on the viewer.

GORDON:
Ugh. Horbalak smugglers.

Hate those guys.

Alara, hail them.

You're on, sir.

Unidentified vessel,
this is the USS Orville.

Please respond.

What do you want?

Your course is about to take you

directly into the path
of a spatial anomaly

we've discovered.

We recommend you change
your heading immediately.

Grahj-kalooga.

Anybody speak Horbalak?

The direct translation is,

-"You can shove it up your..."
-Okay, got it, got it.

Do you wish to hear
the rest of the translation?

No, no, I-I get the gist.

Listen, what's your name?

Blavaroch.

God, that generation has
so many Blavarochs.

Blavaroch, I promise you,

we're not out to confiscate
whatever's in your cargo hold.

We just want you to change
course for your own safety.

And maybe find a napkin.

I don't take orders
from Union goons.

And my scanners
don't show any anomaly.

Well, our scanners do.

Now change course.

Alara, get him back.

Trying, sir. No response.

Sir, the Horbalak ship
is approaching the anomaly.

No power signature
from the Horbalak vessel.

Life signs?

-None.
-Bortus, you have the conn.

Tell Kelly and Dr. Finn
to meet us in the shuttle bay.

Alara, you're with me.

♪

♪

Oh, my God.

ED:
What have you got?

It looks like extreme
traumatic shock,

leading to cardiac arrest.

The whole power grid is out,

and that's not all.

Found this in the cargo hold.

Krill plasma rifles.

-About 20 crates.
-Oh, boy.

ALARA: You can bet
whoever he stole them from

is gonna be looking for them.

We're sitting
on a Krill lightning rod.

We have to get that engine
back on line fast.

-Ed, we need to talk.
-It'll have to wait.

I've got to finish my report
for Union Central.

You can't ignore me forever.

I'm not ignoring you.
I'm just very busy.

I was only doing
what I thought was right.

-I know that.
-Well, then talk to me.

Okay, you want to talk?

Okay, let's talk about the fact
that from now on,

I am going to second-guess every
command decision I make ever

because I will never know
whether I am truly the person

who deserves to be making
those decisions.

It doesn't have to be that way.

For God's sake, look at Gordon.

What? What about Gordon?

How did he get this job?
You fought for him.

Oh, wow, so now you're saying
you had to fight for me.

(laughing): This just gets
better and better, doesn't it?

No. Look, you told me today

that you trust my instincts.

So trust me about you.

I believed in you.

And as I stand here today,
so do the admirals.

Maybe they do now.

But who knows whether I would
ever have had the chance

to prove that without
a handout from my ex-wife.

Hi, Captain.

H-Hey, there he is.

Yaphit, what are you doing here?

I have a grievance.

How'd you get into my office?

I'm gel.

Right.
Well, what's on your mind?

I want to know
why you guys put John in charge

of the science team
instead of me.

(sighs)

Commander Grayson and I
both feel

that Lieutenant Lamarr
deserves to be in the running

for chief engineer.

What?!
You got to be kidding me.

What the hell has that son of
a bitch ever done to deserve...

No final decisions
have been made,

and I am aware that you're
next in line for the job,

but we have our reasons
for considering him.

It's 'cause I'm gelatinous,
isn't it?

You guys can't handle
the thought

of a gelatinous person
in charge of a department.

Yaphit, that is not it.

This is so racist, man,
you're so friggin' racist.

I am not, I have several
gelatinous friends.

This is a bunch of crap, man.

This is total crap.

Permission to return to duty.

Granted.

You know what?

There was less crap
in Bortus's colon.

(doors whoosh shut)

(indistinct conversations
nearby)

Hey, man.

Hey.

I just got off duty.
You want to go tie one on?

I can't right now.

Why are you just
standing out here?

The science team's in there.

I got to go inside
and be the boss.

Oh, dude, that sucks.

I'm not a commander.

I don't know anything
about being in charge.

You know, when I was a teenager,

I worked as a camp counselor
one summer.

And when we wanted to break the
ice with a new group of kids,

we'd have this bowl
of gumdrops, right?

And each kid would take one.

But they didn't get to eat it
until they'd told the group

something interesting
about themselves.

And-and that broke the ice?

Every time.

Yeah, but these aren't kids.

Dude. Do you like gumdrops?

-I do.
-Exactly.

(claps shoulder)

Everybody likes gumdrops.

Okay, there you go.

Everybody get one.

That's it. Yeah, you get--
there you go.

Everybody take one.

Okay. Uh-huh. Everybody got one?

Okay, now you can't eat it
until after you tell...

Hey!

Damn it, what did I just say?

-Sorry.
-I said don't eat it yet.

-It just looks really good.
-You know what? You go first.

Tell everybody something
interesting about yourself.

I love refinishing
antique furniture.

The texture, the grain.

It's like it has
a life of its own.

Sometimes, I can't tell
where I end and the wood begins.

Also a big brunch guy.

Banana walnut pancakes?

Mouthgasm.

-This is stupid.
-What's stupid?

This. They put you
in charge of the team,

and you're dicking around
like an amateur.

We should be analyzing the data
from the anomaly,

and you're playing
duck, duck, goose.

You know what? He's right.
Give it back.

-Aww. -Put it back.
Everybody, put it back.

You don't get a gumdrop.

Now get-get to work.
Everybody move.

Go... go do something.

(sighs)

Lieutenant,
if I may make an observation,

you seem ill-suited
to perform your assigned duties.

Yeah, that's what I tried
to tell Commander Grayson.

Then why did she place you
in command?

She says it's 'cause I'm smart.

I would be happy to inform her
that you are not.

Hey, wait a minute.

-JOHN: Look at this.
-The quantum phasing signature

of the anomaly does not conform
to the universal constant.

Oh, my God. It's not a pothole.

It's a doorway.

A doorway to where?

We believe the anomaly
is an aperture

leading to a pocket
of two-dimensional space.

-Beg pardon? -We all exist
in three dimensions, right?

Length, width, height.

But this area of space
only exists in the first two,

-length and width.
-Has anything like this

-ever been discovered before?
-Negative.

All right. First.

-What happened to the Horbalak
vessel? -ISAAC: When the vessel

crossed through the anomaly,
it momentarily phased

from three dimensions into two.

No wonder that man died.

What do you mean?

Living cells are made
out of protein molecules,

which have complex,
three-dimensional geometries.

How they react with other
molecules is precisely

controlled by their shapes.

So if they get squeezed flat,
and they don't expand

into exactly the same shape
as before,

the proteins won't
function properly.

Exactly. And without working
proteins, the cells die.

Then that's probably
why the plants died, too.

Is there any way we can
get a look inside the doorway?

-Maybe send a probe? -MALE (over
comm): Captain to the bridge.

Three Krill ships approaching.

Looks like our time
just ran out.

How far are they?

Estimated time to intercept:
31 minutes.

Isaac, how long until the engine
realignment is complete?

One hour, 16 minutes.

Oh, crap, we're in trouble.

Guys, I have a way the hell
out there idea.

-What is it?
-We can't go to quantum speed,

but the field generator
is still powered up.

We might be able to create
a quantum bubble

around the Orville.

And?

And go through the doorway.

Wait, I'm sorry, didn't you just
tell us that passing through

that anomaly would be
a death sentence?

The quantum bubble could protect
us from two-dimensional space.

We go inside, we hang out and
wait until the Krill are gone.

-Isaac?
-It is theoretically possible.

Sir, the Krill
have increased speed.

Estimated time to intercept:
14 minutes.

All right, go.

Try it now.

Field stability is now at 68%.

(sighs)
That's still not enough.

John, what if we couple
the quantum phase inducers

to the deflector grid?

It might beef up
the strength of the bubble.

How the hell
is that supposed to hold?

If we match
the deflector amplitude

to the quantum wave function,

it should compensate
for any field instability.

I like when you talk dirty.

All right, let's give it a shot.

Captain, the Krill vessels
are closing.

Lamarr, what's happening?

Commander, I think we're ready.

All right, fire it up.

Field strength at 95%.

That's close enough.

Bridge, initiating
quantum bubble.

Ready on your order, Captain.

Take us into the anomaly.

Hold on to your asses.

No sign of the Krill ships,
Captain.

I'm not surprised.

My God.

It's beautiful.

But how are we seeing it?

Lieutenant Lamarr's
quantum bubble has allowed us

to maintain
a stable third dimension

outside of
two-dimensional space.

What are all
those energy pulses?

ISAAC: I have no experience
processing this kind of data,

but I believe
we may be looking at

a two-dimensional civilization.

Two-dimensional life-forms?

How is that possible?

Is there any way we can
communicate with them?

Negative. Our modes of existence
are incompatible.

Then get every bit
of scanning data you can.

Union physicists will be writing
papers about this for decades.

Well, if we can't talk to them,
at least we can watch.

GORDON:
Wait, so,

does that mean
that there could be fourth-,

or fifth-dimensional people
watching us right now?

-It is possible.
-But do you think...

I mean, they wouldn't, like...
watch us all the time, right?

I do not know.

I mean, do you think, like,

could they see
under a blanket, or...

in the s-sleeve of a down coat?

Gordon, I don't know what you're
driving at, but I'm gonna

go ahead and change
the subject. Isaac,

-what's our status?
-The anomaly is stable.

We can return to normal space
on your order.

All right,
we'll give it a few hours.

The Krill should be
gone by then.

Hi.

Hey.

Can we talk?

It's breathtaking, isn't it?

Did you ever read Flatland?

No.

It was a story
written in the 1880s,

about a two-dimensional society
of shapes.

The more sides they had,
the higher the social status.

The triangles
were the workman class,

the squares were the gentry,

the circles were
the most respected of all.

It was a metaphor
for inequality.

I wonder what kind of world
that is.

Listen.

Can I be honest with you?

Of course.

I want you and I to be okay.

But you were being
a prideful ass.

What, are we in
a Jane Austen novel?

I'm a "prideful ass"?

Why? Because I want
to be self-reliant?

Because I want to feel
like I got where I am alone?

I don't know if your
two-dimensional perception

leaves any room
for this concept,

but nobody does anything alone.

We all have people
who help us along the way.

Sometimes we know about it,
sometimes we don't.

But it doesn't take a damn thing
away from you.

So what is so horrible
about speaking up?

This is already
the worst apology ever.

You know, the reason
you are a good captain

is that you are great at seeing
all sides of a problem,

except when it comes
to yourself.

So, no, I am not sorry that
I recommended you to Halsey

because I get to work
for a captain that I respect,

and I get to see you
every day.

Look.

I know what you did
came from a good place.

I just have to work this out
on my own.

Commander, I am reading
a small fluctuation

in the quantum bubble.

What is the cause?

It appears
the power flow to the...

(grunting)

Mercer to bridge. Report!

Captain, the quantum bubble
is deteriorating.

We better hope
the Krill are gone.

Gordon, return us
to normal space.

Um, I can't do that, sir.

ED:
Why not?

The anomaly just closed up.

ISAAC:
The disruption we experienced

was due to inverse polarization
of the quantum bubble.

Essentially, two-dimensional
space is pulling us toward it.

That's why we got
the nosebleeds.

That was very unpleasant.

We have about 21 minutes
until the bubble collapses

and we all
get turned into pancakes.

Oh, you guys talking
about pancakes?

No, it's-it's something else.

All right, how do we
get out of here?

The engines were exposed
to two-dimensional space.

They're dead.

There may be
another way out, Captain.

Scanners have detected
a quantum fluctuation

4,000 kilometers away

that could be another aperture
back to normal space.

Could be?

There is no way to know.

Okay, let's say
that's our only way out.

The engines are dead.
How do we get there?

The ship's engines are dead,

but the shuttles
are still working.

We cannot all fit
inside a shuttle.

No, but we could use the shuttle
to tow the Orville out

with a beefed-up tractor beam.

But, wouldn't that
expose the shuttle

to two-dimensional space?

I think we could create
a stable quantum bubble

inside the shuttle, and preserve
three-dimensional space.

So, the outside
would be squashed,

but the inside wouldn't.

More space inside than out,
like Doctor Who's phone booth.

Or Oscar the Grouch's can.

Or Snoopy's doghouse, yeah.

The miracles of quantum physics.

Would this pose any danger to
the two-dimensional life-forms?

No, sir.
The cross section is so small

that they will likely be
unaware of our presence.

Who pilots the shuttle?

Well, I would need to be there

to keep the field intensity
stable,

and I'd need somebody to drive.

I volunteer.

No. I'll go.

Ed, wait.

If that field collapses...

Kelly, I need to do this.

John, meet me
in the shuttle bay.

(indistinct announcement
over speakers)

(beep, whirring)

So, how's the field generator?

Operating at maximum efficiency.

Hey, um...

I just wanted to see
if you guys needed any help.

Yeah, um, can you check
the power relays?

Oh, will do.

Yeah, try not to
screw that up, too.

FEMALE ENGINEER:
Yeah, no kidding.

What'd you guys just say?

Come on, man.

It was Yaphit's half-cocked idea
that got us into this.

Now, you listen to me,
and you listen good.

Yaphit's a member of our team,

and you're gonna
treat him that way.

He had an idea and I thought
it was a good one.

I made the decision
to go with it.

So if you want to
blame somebody, you blame me.

It's my fault!

And now, maybe people will
believe me when I say

I am not a commander!

Now get back to work.

♪

Bridge to shuttle bay.

All systems secure
for departure.

Going to red alert.

ED:
Acknowledged.

We'll see you on the other side.

Initiating quantum bubble.

All right.
Let's do this.

Let's get flat.

Sorry.

It's gonna be a little jarring

when we pass through
the quantum field

and make the transition
to two-dimensional space.

You might get nauseous.

Don't worry, I'll be fine.

(John retching)

You okay? You all right?

-No, I'm-I'm good. I'm good.
-Want to, like,

-crack a window or something,
maybe? -(retching continues)

Yeah.

I'm good. I'm okay. I'm okay.

Initiating spatial conduit.

They have made the transition.

Spatial conduit initialized.

Activating tractor beam.

Here we go.

Field stable.

Everything seems A-OK.

Hey, um... you did good today.

Thanks, Captain.

Excuse my bluntness, but...

why do you hide your brains?

The colony where I'm from
was brand-new,

lot of farmers, lot of builders.

They didn't trust anyone
who was too much of an egghead.

You'd be surprised how fast
you can alienate people

when you're always right.

I wanted to be liked, accepted.

Just became habit, I guess.

If we get out of this...

I want you to be
my new chief engineer.

Are you really sure about that?

Kelly was right about you.

She was right
about a lot of things.

(loud bang)

(grunting)

Commander, the quantum field
is destabilizing.

How far are we
from the aperture?

3,000 kilometers.

(grunts)

(both grunt)

What's the field status?

The field's collapsing.

I'm gonna take us
to quantum speed.

What? Sir, that could
collapse the entire bubble.

If I don't,
we're not gonna make it.

I'm not gonna be able
to keep the field stable.

You're a smart guy, I trust you.

Here we go.

♪

ALARA:
We made it.

Lieutenant, what's our position?

3-4-8, mark 9-1-4.

Not too far from where we were.

Alara, hail the shuttle.

Bridge to shuttle, do you read?

Shuttle to bridge.
We're okay.

How's the ship?

All in one piece.

Uh... you may want to
get a cleaning crew in here

when we get back to the bay.

Will do.

We'll see you guys soon.

(door chimes)

Come in.

-Hi.
-Hi.

I just wanted to say I'm sorry.

Look. This command...

means everything to me.

I try to act like
it's just a job, but it's not.

I know that.

You forget, nobody knows you
better than me.

That's why I did what I did.

(sighs, chuckles)

I behaved like a whiny
little bitch...

...when the fact is,

I should've just said thank you.

You helped put me
where I belong.

And, if I ever doubt my fitness
to be captain again,

I'll remind myself
who's got my back.

It's not the feather, Dumbo.

It's you.

(chuckles softly)

Okay, everybody, listen up.

There's a new boss in town,

and his name is Lieutenant
Commander John Lamarr.

-You guys ready to step it up?
-ALL: Yes, sir.

Okay, boom. Now, if we can
increase engine efficiency

to 97% by the end
of the workweek,

we can all take off early
and get wasted.

Sound good?

ALL:
Yes, sir.

All right, well, don't just
stand there; snap to it.

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