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Previously on Star Trek: Discovery...

Who the hell are you?

What's your name?

Me Hani Ika Hali Ka Po.

I ran away because I wasn't ready.

- Supposed to become...
- The queen. Okay.

Let's get you home.

Boreth is not for the faint of heart.

No Klingon, let alone a human,

has ever taken a time crystal
from the monastery

without great sacrifice.

A warning, Captain, the present

is a veil between
anticipation and horror.

You may still choose to
walk away from this future.

But if you take the crystal, your fate

will be sealed forever.

Every Section 31 ship
is required to check in

on an hourly basis,
but this ship checked in

ten minutes past its hour.

- You're not Gant.
- Gant expired with the rest of the crew.

You are the most effective tool

to acquire the Sphere archive
from the Discovery.

Control isn't just
contained to Leland anymore.

It has the ability to co-opt people

and entire ships without being detected.

- I'll alert Starfleet as to...
- Captain?

That's a Section 31 ship.

They are all Section 31 ships.

We're outgunned.

We can't delete the data.

That leaves us only one option.

We destroy the ship.

Owosekun, send a ship-wide alert:

we are evacuating Discovery.

Michael.

Personal log, stardate 1051.8.

- Thank you.
- You got it.

We're in the process
of abandoning our ship

in order to destroy it.

This is actually happening, yet somehow

I still can't believe it.

Long-range sensors show
Control is on the move

and gaining quickly.

It's infiltrated
our subspace radio relays,

so we can't reach Starfleet for backup.

Ship-to-ship communication
is all we've got.

Discovery to Enterprise,
we're at 20, 15,

ten, nine,

eight...

seven, six, five...

Engaging reverse thrusters.

Three... two...

Docking sequence initiated.

Evacuation corridors deploying.

Bridge is five by, and
hold for airlock breach.

Discovery contains the one
thing in all the galaxy

that Control needs, the data
to become fully conscious.

My mother sacrificed
everything to stop Control

from getting that data,

and now she's counting
on us to finish the job.

But is this really the only solution?

I look in the mirror

and can hardly recognize myself anymore.

All of these questions without answers.

There are seven signals,
but we've only seen four.

We have a time crystal that
we don't know how to use.

Captain Pike has always had
faith that they play a part

in some grand design.

Now... more than ever...

I wish I had his certainty.

Burnham, let's move.
The ship's almost clear.

It's time to get the crystal
over to Enterprise.

The signal led us to
Boreth for this. Why?

My mother's gone, the suit's destroyed,

Now Discovery.

It can't just be about endings, can it?

We can figure it out, Commander,
but only if we're walking.

I cannot let everything
my mother sacrificed for

be for nothing.

Sometimes

we know the role we're meant
to play, sometimes we don't.

I'm not sure which is
better, to be honest.

And we don't know if we'll
have the strength, do we?

Until the moment comes.

Final crew are departing, Captain.

- We should proceed.
- Understood, Mr. Saru.

- You got that?
- Yes, sir.

Shields unable to absorb full impact!

Goodbye.

Remote auto-destruct enabled.

Life support, environmental
controls, and gravity generators

will deactivate in five minutes.

All Discovery crew is accounted
for on the Enterprise, Captain.

- Field generators disengaged?
- Affirmative.

Shields are also offline,
and the warp core

has been prepared for overload.

Have we forgotten anything?

There will be no half measures, sir.

She will go with the
dignity she deserves.

Commander.

Deck one.

You brought Siranna's knife.

My sister would not be pleased to hear

that I had left it behind.

And it gives me hope
that we will endure.

Captain on the bridge.

She's all yours, Chris.

She looks as good as I remember.

Welcome home, Captain.

Good to be back.

Wish it were under better circumstances.

Don't we all.

All major systems are back online,

and we'll have no more
holographic communications...

ever.

Probably for the best.

Lieutenant Amin, status update.

Sensors show Leland and his armada

are picking up speed, Captain.

Captain Georgiou has just arrived, sir.

Permission to come aboard?

Granted. Have her come on up.

Number One, take us to
a safe distance, please.

Aye, Captain.

Captain Georgiou,
welcome to the Enterprise.

Orange? Really? Ugh.

Your report on Specialist Gant

was rather enlightening.

Nanobots.

Yes. Now is not the time.

Nonsense. It's good to
get a little distance

from something you love.

On the other hand, I look
forward to hunting Leland down

to the ends of the galaxy so I can watch

every piece of technology
exit his skin bit by bit.

Leland didn't deserve what he got.

Better him than me. Or you.

We're at distance, sir.

All right, everyone. Eyes front.

We'll never see another like her.

Initiate remote auto-destruct.

Auto-destruct initiated.

Counting down. Five, four,

three, two,

one.

Detonation.

Auto-destruct failure.

That is not possible.

Arm photon torpedoes.

Photon torpedoes ready.

Fire.

Captain, Discovery's shields are up.

- What the hell?
- Again.

Analysis.

Given recent events, I believe
the Sphere data may be the cause.

It's protecting itself.

We tried to delete the
data; it wouldn't let us.

If the data has merged with
Discovery, that would explain

its ability to use Discovery's resources

to ensure its survival.

Are you saying we won't be
able to destroy the ship?

Leland's ships are now in range,

Captain.

An undetonated photon torpedo

is lodged in Enterprise's hull,

- deck five, section two.
- Magnify.

We've lost shields!

Commander, we've been boarded.

Aah!

- Goodbye.
- Aah!

That is not possible.

Arm photon torpedoes.

Photon torpedoes ready.

Stop!

Excuse me, Captain.

It won't work.

What do you mean?

The Sphere's data has
already merged with Discovery.

We should have anticipated
it would use our ship

and our shields

to protect itself,
like it's always done.

You sound rather certain.

I am.

How long until Leland gets here?

An hour. Maybe less.

- Options.
- We know we can't delete the data.

Nor, it seems, can we destroy Discovery.

Even if you jump away,
Control will not stop coming.

Eventually Leland, or
some version of him,

would find you.

Ergo, Discovery's very
existence is the problem.

Of course.

As long as Discovery
exists here and now,

this will never be over.

You are proposing

we remove Discovery from
the galactic equation

entirely?

How, exactly, are we
supposed to do that?

The crystal.

This is why we have it.

To take the data out of this time

so Control can never get it.

Discovery has to go to the future.

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Star Trek: Discovery
S02E13 - Such Sweet Sorrow

How do we get Discovery to the future

before Leland catches up with us?

Dr. Burnham's suit
was destroyed on Essof IV.

That was the only method
of time travel we know of.

We have the technical designs

from Section 31.

We can attempt to rebuild it.

Do it. To my physical
specifications, please.

That's not possible, sir.

The suit was tailored
to Dr. Burnham's DNA.

Which makes my mRNA the
closest genetic match.

I'll do it.

My mother started this.
I'm gonna finish it.

Even if we could adapt
the code to your biology,

the exoskeleton is made
from a composite alloy

that we can't synthesize.

Well, the alloy is tritanium-based.

It might be possible to melt down

part of a cargo bulkhead to cast a mold.

Not to sweat the details,

but do you even know
how to fly the thing?

I learned the basics from her logs.

I'm sure there'll be
some trial and error

opening the wormhole.

If Discovery were on autopilot,

it could follow you through.

How will you find your way back?

Everything we know about the signals

suggests they're indicative of a design.

I'm willing to trust that.

Are you saying you believe

that another signal
will just reveal itself

because we need it to?

These signals could only have been set

by an individual with
access to a time suit

and knowledge of our
specific circumstances.

We believed your mother
was the only Red Angel.

However, the bio neural
signature identified another.

You. Her efforts were focused entirely

on the Sphere data.

She stated that she
did not set the signals.

Therefore, you did.

But if it was me, why?

What am I trying to lead us to?

That remains to be seen.

But I agree with Captain Pike.

There is intention to your design.

I'll have our engineering team
start the fabrication process.

And the time crystal.

There is still the
matter of activating it.

My parents used a
stellar-lensing array.

If we can locate an
unstable red giant...

The odds of finding one

in any given sector are pretty high.

But pretty low of finding one

in a supernova state specifically.

It can take hundreds of years.

So pick a nova and fire
an antimatter missile

into its core.

We would be directly
responsible for destroying

all life within dozens of
light-years, if not more.

- Yeah.
- Uh...

We're not doing that.

I thought there were no bad ideas.

- That's a lie.
- That's a bad one.

Admiral, Captain Pike,

there's something you need to see.

And then there were five.

Do we have a lock on the signal?

Still working on it.

Sensors show Captain Leland...

Control... is five minutes out.

Red alert.

Mr. Saru, we'll return to Discovery

with all essential personnel.

Commander Stamets, you
will jump us to that signal.

- Yes, Captain.
- Copy that.

I'll get Enterprise to the
signal as fast as possible.

I'll join you.

Have any personnel not directly involved

with fabricating the time suit start

retrofitting all shuttles and
pods for combat operations.

You should do the same.

It'll be us against
whatever Leland's bringing.

Actually, our odds might be
a little better than that.

I took the liberty of
retrofitting our shuttle

and landing pod complement
with enhanced phasers,

and I commandeered the new
experimental tactical flyers,

assuming the shit would hit the fan.

Well done, Number One.

Godspeed, Captain.

You, too, Admiral.

We'll rendezvous at the fifth signal.

And where has the signal led us now?

Class M planet... Xahea.

Really? Xahea?

Wait, for real?

What do you know, Ensign?

- The queen.
- The queen?

Yeah, yeah, no, no. I-I-I
know the queen of Xahea.

We share a love of engineering.

And what might Xahea have to do

with powering the time crystal?

Well, Xahea's remarkable for
its natural dilithium supply.

And its queen, Her Serene Highness

Me Hani Ika Hali Ka Po...

or-or Po for short,
she, uh, she's only 17,

but she developed a
technology to recrystallize it.

To recrystallize dilithium?

Well, if true, Starfleet would no longer

need to seek new sources of
dilithium for its warp cores.

She's brilliant... but she
won't tell anyone how she did it.

She-she doesn't trust
anyone with that information.

So, besides being brilliant,
she's also prudent.

- Mr. Bryce, open a channel.
- Yes, sir.

Let's see if Ensign Tilly can convince

Her Serene Highness
to help us figure out

why the signal brought us here.

I think she'll be intrigued, sir,

and probably happy she
doesn't have to stuff herself

into a cargo pallet.

What?

Hmm? Nothing.

Reset the cube and don't forget to purge

the secondary EPS relay.

- Yes, sir.
- Quickly, quickly.

We have shuttles and pods to retrofit.

Are you all right?

From the jump.

I-I'm fine... thank you.

- Listen...
- Listen...

You go.

Um... once Commander Burnham

takes this ship to
wherever she's going...

I'm thinking I might take a break

from starships.

I passed up a job at the
Vulcan Science Academy

a few months ago.

Or maybe I'll just... live
on a station for a while.

I don't know.

Forward motion.

I get it.

I thought a lot about
it, and... you were right.

If I can take anything

from all this,

it's that forward motion...

is the most honest choice...

for both of us.

Thank you for saying that.

I hope that...

whatever life you find from here,

whoever you find it with...

that you're happy, Hugh.

You, too, Paul.

Once the Enterprise
catches up with us...

I'll be joining them.

Of course.

I need to see how the...
fabrication team is doing

with the suit.

Ice cream is the last
thing I was expecting.

Oh, she's all about sugar.
You have no idea.

Your Serene Highness, may I...

Tilly!

Is that spumoni?

My calculations for
small-particle dispersion

in hydrogenated carbohydrates
were so on point.

But I just end up with goo.

Fascinating.

Po, this is

Commander Michael Burnham.

Your roomie.

You look taller in your photos.

Thank you...

And this is Captain Pike.
This is the captain.

Your Highness, Me Hani Ika Hali Ka Po.

Wow, you're good.

- Po's fine.
- Thank you.

Can you eat and walk?
I'll fill you in on the way.

Mm-hmm.

So, you have a time crystal,

which I've only ever read about,

and no method by which to activate it.

And you have a time suit.

Which genius built that?

My mom.

Hmm. I had a special mom, too.

Ugh.

So you want to use the suit

to travel through time

- with this ship flying behind you, yes?
- Yes.

And then you want to cut the ship loose

and come back alone?

- Hmm.
- This endeavor would be

rather ridiculous if Michael intended

to return with the ship.

One of the fun things
about becoming queen

of the most politically relevant

planet in the galaxy is that

I don't have to listen to any snark.

- I made it an actual law.
- What?

- Oh, uh, we believe that there's
- Ugh.

A reason the signal
brought us to your planet.

What's happening?

It's nuclear particle physics.

Pretty sure she's calculating

the reaction rate between particles.

E = mc squared stuff.

I like you.

- I like you, too.
- Good.

We're friends now.

The goop in this bowl is vile.

I can modify my dilithium incubator

to trigger an ongoing cascade of energy

within the crystal by combining it

with dark energy.

It'll replicate the
power of a supernova.

And charge your crystal.

I get to make a supernova.

Today rocks.

I will need energy, though.

Like, Planck-level.

That's a little more than the EPS grid

normally allows.

We could pull from the spore drive.

It would take 12 hours for
the spore drive to recover.

How are we supposed to fight
off dozens of enemy ships

without being able to jump away?

We'd be going into battle
without our spore drive.

If that's what it
takes to power the suit,

- we'll have to make it work.
- Good.

There is just one problem.

Certain death in battle
wasn't enough of a problem?

This is bigger.

Charging the crystal this
way is like using a waterfall

to get a drink of water.

It'll work, but then you drown.

I don't... follow.

I believe what they wish to convey

is that continuous regeneration

of energy will ultimately overwhelm

the structural integrity of the crystal.

Causing it to burn out.

Meaning, I can take Discovery

to the future.

But I won't be able to come back.

It's a one-way trip.

You're leaving? Forever?

That is correct.

To ensure the Sphere data remains

out of Leland's reach,

Michael must remain in the future.

Permanently.

What does that even mean?

Where in the future?

Assuming I don't get
lost in the wormhole,

in theory,

my mother should have returned

to her anchor point on Terralysium.

So hopefully I will land there, too.

And there's no technology there,

- so Discovery will be safe.
- "In theory"?

"Hopefully"? Michael, you
could land anywhere in any time.

We are aware.

Apparently,

this is what I'm meant to do.

Trust the mystery.

Are you sure there's no other way?

If there were, we would have found it.

Commander Burnham will use
the suit to open a wormhole.

Discovery will be on
autopilot behind her.

Our job is to clear a path.

Anything in the vicinity will be

either destroyed or
pulled into the future

with her, and we cannot risk that.

This is crazy. We have a spore drive.

Sorry, love bug, we don't.

We need the power
to charge the crystal.

It won't be up and running again

until long after Michael's gone.

Captain, the Enterprise
will arrive in 57 minutes.

Control is only ten minutes behind them.

All right.

This is what you've trained for.

Eyes up for Commander Burnham.

I wish there was more time.

There isn't.

I love you.

All of you.

Thank you for the greatest
moments of my life.

Thank you all.

Let's get that crystal
charged and get to work.

You're afraid.

It'll be fine.

Better than fine, whatever happens.

- You give me too much credit.
- No.

You taught me to walk tall and
straight into the heart of it.

Just like you'll teach your crew one day

when you have your own ship to command.

Thank you for helping us.

You're helping us
pretty much save the entire galaxy.

You didn't have to do that.
You could have just...

Stayed out of it?

No.

My people, my planet,
they're at risk, too.

Oh, can I just say that I
love the way you say that?

"My planet". "My people".

Look how far you've come.
It's beautiful, Po.

Even this thing is
bizarre and super weird,

but it's beautiful.

Pair production's begun.

There'll be enough dark energy
for the crystal soon.

I'm gonna miss you, young lady.

What do you mean?
I'm not going anywhere.

What?

No. No, you can't stay on board,
you're the queen.

Exactly. My planet is my sister.

If I die, I die protecting her.

That's the only queen I know how to be.

Besides, what am I supposed to do...

wave a hanky from my throne?

We're a team, all of us.

You're stuck with me.

This is stupid. What?

You flinging yourself into the future

like some galactic rubber band
with a martyr complex.

It doesn't have to be like this.

It does have to be like this

for a million reasons
you will never understand.

I understand perfectly.

You're very invested in
being selfless, Michael.

And I'm not the only one willing
to exploit that, you know.

You can add this up however you want.

I'm getting in that suit and
I'm doing what I need to do.

And if we're both still alive
when this is all over,

then you can talk to me
about my gaping character flaws.

How did you know?

Our katras.

We had tried to reach
you through Starfleet.

Control took down our subspace relays.

We only have ship-to-ship.

You're truly leaving us, Michael.

We can't allow the data to stay.

It's the only way.

Michael, you do not have to do this.

Mother, yes, I do.

I had lost everything.

I was broken...

and I was alone.

You both... put me back together.

Piece by piece.

Even though you had a son,

you took me in as your daughter.

And as much as I tried to push you away,

you never let me go.

And I love you for never letting me go.

And I need you both to know

that what you gave me,

I will carry it everywhere I go.

And I will never let you down.

Michael, we are so proud of you...

and your courage

and what you are about
to do for everyone.

It is the secret wish
of every parent that

our children make right the mistakes

we ourselves have made.

I know I have not always been

the ideal father.

Or husband, Amanda.

I am... Impossible.

I will accept improbable.

Well, that's big of you, Father.

For my failures I humbly ask both of you

for forgiveness.

Of course.

Promise me that you'll
take care of Spock.

I will always be here
for our son, always.

Even as I keep my distance,

as he has asked.

He loves you very deeply.

So do I.

Michael.

We love you.

Time travel is not
for the faint of heart.

Every jump, I say a silent thank you

to whatever brilliant being

invented polyphobic meta-material.

Without her or him, I'd
be dead from radiation,

temperature fluctuations,
or painful blood clots.

Humans were not meant for this.

And that's the easy part.

Navigation, on the other hand...

Now I really hope whoever you
are, watching this someday,

you're not crazy enough to try a jump,

but if you're as half
as stubborn as I am,

let me tell you how
to do it the right way.

Nav system appears
right before your eyes.

All personnel, this is the captain.

20 minutes until the Enterprise arrives.

Captain Georgiou,
report to the ready room.

Commander Burnham, to
the bridge immediately.

You announced that
you're leaving forever,

and I wasn't even there to
sob and wail and throw myself

- at your feet.
- You were a little busy.

And our goodbye needed to be...

Nonexistent.

It's not who we are, Michael.

It's not who any of us are.

Some people are still working.

Uh, Po is designing siege
weapons, which I can't even...

Anyway, we're here

because we're staying with you.

No.

No, I can't let you do this.

We're not asking permission.

This is impossible. You have lives.

You have people who love you.

Families who love you.
You'll never see them again.

Commander, our families accepted
the possibility of this moment

when we joined Starfleet.

Committing to a life

amongst the stars is, in itself,

a resolution to leave
some things behind.

But I don't know what the future holds.

Nobody does.

We just have now.

We are coming with you, Michael.

Further argument would be futile.

Please accept this.

I am sure

what you are about to say
will be beautiful,

but it is done, Michael, and
we are running out of time.

That's kind of a problem,
actually, because the crystal

isn't charging as fast as it should be.

I got you, Red. Lead the way.

All personnel...

Michael.

You're not coming, are you?

I wish I could say yes.

B... But someone has to make
sure nothing like Control

ever happens again, someone
inside the gray areas.

In Section 31?

Otherwise we could be right back
here no matter where you end up.

Commander Burnham,
the Enterprise will be here

in 11 minutes. Are you on your way?

I'll be right there.

There is a battle coming, Siranna.

I do not know if this message
will reach you in time.

The odds are not in our favor.

If we never see each other again,

you must know, sweet sister,

how much I love you.

I'll never know if I made you proud.

I hope so.

But even if I haven't,
I made myself proud.

And I can, um, feel
how you respect that.

Mom, I can feel it.

I can feel I frightened
you by making my own path.

I hope you see this one day
and that you'll forgive me.

I'll keep all of you deep within me.

I wish we had more time.

I wish I could tell you
this in person, but...

you're my rock, Tazzy.

Every test I tanked,
the 28 times I wanted to quit,

and after my injury.

It only takes one person,
I guess, to save another.

- You're my best friend...
- You're my best friend,

and you always could
translate Mom and Dad to me

and vice versa.

Even though I still don't know

what Dad's talking about half the time.

I know you think I was their favorite...

but I'm just louder.

They love you so much.

They would do anything for you.

It's time.

Lieutenant Detmer, put some
distance between us and Xahea.

- This is our fight, not theirs.
- Yes, Captain.

Captain,

I have no confirmation
Her Serene Highness

has left the ship.

We'll have to have

that diplomatic
meltdown some other time.

I won't bother asking if you've
all committed to this decision.

In that case,

one last bit of housekeeping
before I can leave this ship.

Discovery's going to need a new captain.

Serving as your captain has been

one of the greatest honors of my career.

You are exceptional officers.

Exceptional individuals,
every single one of you.

Lieutenants Detmer and Owosekun,

I wouldn't be here if you
hadn't saved my life on the way

to that asteroid.

Lieutenant Nilsson, you've
stepped up for Airiam

in a way that honors her.

Lieutenants Bryce and Rhys,
you're calm under pressure.

And Commander Saru,

I'm gonna miss the hell out of you.

Lieutenant Spock...

there aren't words.

Commander Nhan has requested permission

to stay aboard Discovery.

If I can be of help, that is.

Well... it would be our
privilege to have you, Commander.

As for you...

most people will never get a chance

to learn what's in their own hearts.

If we figure it out,
it's often not what we expected,

or even what we would
have chosen for ourselves.

I am very grateful, Commander,

to have been here to watch
you discover your heart.

Thank you.

I know that you...
I know that all of you

will face your destinies
with bravery and honor.

Even those moments to come

that will test the strongest among us.

Thank you... sir.

Mr. Saru,

you have the Conn as
Commander Burnham leads you

through the wormhole.

As to what happens after that...

I would prefer if we focus on
our respective tasks for now

and discuss the captaincy later.

There are many things to consider.

Enterprise to Discovery.

Control's fleet will be arriving

in four minutes, 58 seconds, Captain.

Thank you, Number One. Mr. Bryce,

make sure anyone else who
wants to leave is on their way.

- Aye, Captain.
- The rest of you...

back to work.

Captain Pike.

At this rate,
the crystal won't be charged

before Leland arrives. And you do know

that the suit is utterly useless
without the crystal, don't you?

Preacher, choir. Why do
you think I asked for help?

Sir, sorry, I,

I get a little snarky when I'm stressed.

The problem is the cage.
It's interfering with the charge.

Yeah, but without the cage...

Everyone will see visions of the future

and their heads will explode, I know.

Okay, ideas. Go.

Well, we could move the
charging unit inside the cage.

And potentially redistribute the charge

to the point of instability?

No. Next?

Well, what if we, uh, increase

the diameter of the cage openings?

That way, the wavelength

of the charging frequency
can move through faster.

And that may let the effects
of the crystal seep out,

which is why the cage is there.

Attention: final shuttles are departing.

Transporter power diverting

to defense systems in three minutes.

Okay, out, both of you.

Make sure nobody else comes in.

Wait. You're not gonna...

Got a better idea?

The mission's the mission,
whatever I see.

Look, buck up, guys.

I'll be fine.

Thank you, Jett.

I still dislike you.

Feeling's mutual.

An undetonated photon torpedo is lodged

in Enterprise's hull!

Mr. Bryce, open a
ship-wide channel, please.

Aye, sir.

Channel open.

This is Commander Saru.

All crew to stations immediately.

Red alert.

Captain, we are standing by.

Leaving now, Mr. Saru.

I haven't been sure what
to make of you lately,

but I'm glad to have had
you on our side for this.

More fun to come, assuming we survive.

Good luck.

Glad to have you on our
side, too, Mr. Tyler.

As am I.

Does that mean you trust me?

Why do you ask?

Because there's something I need to do.

And it means leaving
before any of this starts.

Initializing.

I'm Terran, by the way.

From your mirror universe.

What mirror universe?

Attention, all vessels.

Leland's fleet has arrived.

Captain on the bridge.

Nine more enemy vessels just
dropped out of warp, Captain.

We are surrounded.

All enemy vessels armed and ready.

Shields up.

Prepare for battle.

This is Captain Pike. We have one job.

Protect Commander Burnham
until she reaches her target.

Section 31 is in our way.

Get it done.

In 5... 4... 3... 2... Mark.

Go, Michael, now!

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Star Trek: Discovery
S02E13 - Such Sweet Sorrow