Star Trek: Discovery (2017) s03e01 Episode Script

Last season on Star Trek: Discovery
As long as there's any possibility
of Control gaining access
to Discovery's Sphere data,
everything will die always.
You are proposing we remove Discovery
from the galactic equation entirely?
Discovery has to go to the future
to take the data out of this time,
assuming I don't get
lost in the wormhole.
It's a one-way trip. My
mother should have returned
to her anchor point on Terralysium.
So, hopefully, I will land there, too.
Apparently, this is what I'm meant
to do. I love you. All of you.
We are here because
we're staying with you.
- No.
- We're not asking permission.
- We You
- I'm sure what you are about to say
will be beautiful, but
it is done, Michael,
and we are running out of time.
I only wish I could be
certain of your safety.
I'll send the last signal.
I'll send it through the wormhole
when we get to the other side.
I will watch the stars for it.
Burnham to Discovery.
Let's go.
We are on our way.
Little busy here, Cosmo.
So what?
It doesn't belong to
you. It belongs to itself.
Open your damn mind.
- Nope.
- Warning.
Space-time anomaly detected.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. No!
Increase power to reverse thrusters
and switch to manual altitude control!
Unable to comply.
Initiate heat shield!
Emergency heat shield initiated.
Fatal impact imminent.
Propulsion systems unresponsive.
- Full system reboot!
- Rebooting.
Rebooting.
Rebooting.
Come on! Come on!
- Come on!
- Reboot complete.
Increase power to reverse thrusters,
and activate impact shield!
Life support failure.
Life support failure.
Life support failure.
Life support failure.
Initiating deactivation sequence.
Burnham
to Discovery.
Burnham to Discovery.
Discovery, do you copy?
Discovery, do you copy?
Identify space-time location.
You have reached year 3188.
Computer.
Life readings.
Is there life here?
Anywhere?
Multiple life signs detected.
Yes!
Yes!
Yes!
Wormhole closing.
No, no. No, no, no.
No, no, no.
Set temporal coordinates for
location 5499, section 16,
course heading 214 mark five.
Initiate final signal upon
closure of spatial rift.
Then initiate self-destruct sequence.
Activate propulsion
- now!
- Sequence initiated.
Hydration pack. Emergency ration pack.
Phaser.
Delta shield.
Commander Michael Burnham, Starfleet.
Commander Michael Burnham,
science officer, USS Discovery.
Serial number SC0064-0974SHN.
Science officer, USS Discovery.
Serial number SC0064-0974SHN.
Stand up.
Walk.
- Stop it!
- It doesn't belong to you!
You think you can just take it
'cause you knocked me out of the sky?
I'm not trying to take
anything. That was an accident.
No one comes all the
way out here by accident.
I am telling you, stop!
- Now, nobody has to get hurt.
- You might.
I am not fighting you.
You're fighting me.
- My name
- I don't want to know.
Listen.
I listen better without you
holding that antique to my head.
- Want to put that down?
- No.
Okay. On three?
- One.
- I'm counting.
Fine, you count. Damn.
One. Two.
Three.
- My name is
- I do not want your acquaintance.
The nearest natural wormhole is
a hundred light-years from here.
That means you came out of a wormhole
you created with tech
from I don't know where.
You think ripping holes
in space is a good idea?
Wasn't bad enough for
you the Gorn destroyed
two light-years' worth of subspace?
Wait, the Gorn did what?
How many people do you think
are on channels right now saying,
"I saw a crazy woman in a funny suit.
Anyone want to buy some
last known coordinates?"
- I
- Where'd you get that weapon?
I don't want to know.
Your rocket girl outfit
scanned for tritanium alloy.
Hasn't been anything like that in years.
Do not call me "rocket girl".
You're not from around these parts.
Go back to your own parts.
I can't.
- Is this Terralysium?
- It's Hima.
Who are you?
Never mind! I don't want to know.
Where where is Hima?
- What star system?
- I'm on a clock.
- What sector?
- Bye-bye.
What quadrant?
My name is Michael
It was not my intention
to crash into your ship.
I am sorry.
For all of it.
What's your name?
- I lost my crew.
- Oh, yeah?
They may be dead.
I don't know where I am.
I have nowhere to go back to.
The only thing I can do right now
is trust something.
Or someone.
And I am sorry you
don't want it to be
but it's you.
So, please.
Please help me.
Comms?
Hey!
Don't touch anything.
Transmitter, receiver,
subspace amplifier.
- Nice.
- You know what'd be really nice?
If you could whip up a new
dilithium recrystallizer.
Mine cracked like a lychee
when you ran into my ship.
I got to get my cargo
to a certain planet
by a certain time, so,
unless you have benamite lying around,
and no one does, I can't
fly quantum slipstream.
Tachyon solar sails are slow as shit,
and don't even get me
started on trilithium.
All of which means, thanks to you,
I need more dilithium.
The only place I can trade
for it is at the Mercantile.
And there is not one
damn thing good about me
sticking my head up at the Mercantile.
Right, baby?
Y you have a very large cat.
Yes.
She has a thyroid condition.
Does she have a name?
Grudge.
Because ?
She's heavy and all mine.
The Mercantile.
Is there a subspace comms array there?
A way that I can contact my ship?
They got nothing unless
you got something to trade.
You have something?
'Cause I need dilithium,
and I'm space broke.
Apparently, I have antiques.
Can you get the dilithium
you need for this?
It's a tricorder.
Cover that uniform. Try to look normal.
You ever gonna tell me your name?
Book.
The name's Book.
Your cargo is temperature-sensitive?
And you don't want
anyone else to find it.
I'm guessing your cargo used
to be someone else's cargo.
- It was never his.
- You stole it.
I repatriated it.
- You're a thief.
- Courier.
Someone needs something to
get somewhere, I bring it.
And I can say two things about you.
That moral compass of
yours led you straight
into a midspace collision that
could have killed both of us.
What's the other thing?
You believe in ghosts.
What does that mean?
That badge on your shirt.
Sometimes you see a guy
with one of those badges
getting himself all worked
up about the Federation.
The old days.
True believers.
Can't handle that it's gone.
The Federation is gone?
That's impossible.
What happened?
Beats me.
What happened?
Collapsed, I guess.
It was a long time ago.
- After the Burn.
- What's the Burn?
"What's the Burn?"
How can you not know this stuff?
Seriously, where are you from?
I don't want to know.
Please.
The Burn was the day the
galaxy took a hard left.
Dilithium.
One day, most of it just went boom.
Dilithium is the heart of
every warp-capable ship.
What does that mean?
Did it destabilize?
- How?
- I don't know. A lot of people died.
The Federation couldn't say
for sure what happened or why,
or that it wouldn't happen again.
Think they tried to hang
on, but after a while,
they just weren't around anymore.
That's not possible.
Okay.
When?
A hundred, 120 years
ago. Before I was born.
No.
No, the Federation isn't just
about ships and warp drive.
It's about a vision and all
those who believe in that vision.
That's nice.
Do yourself a favor
and take off that badge
before we get to Requiem.
Next.
Stand here.
The Andorians and the
Orions are working together?
- They don't get a lot of walk-ins here.
- Follow my lead.
- Try not to get us shot.
- Next. Step up.
She stays out there.
She's got something.
I don't know what that is,
and if I did, I wouldn't care.
She's not a courier,
she stays out there.
Pretend you're not
Andorian for one second
and don't be a surly bastard.
You know those antique collectors
who love to live in the past?
This stuff's like the
holy grail to them.
I know Andorians don't do fun,
but there's a real
market for this stuff.
Your bosses are watching.
You want to be the one who tells them
you turned away a prime supplier?
Fine.
No identification, no
Let them in!
- I wouldn't if it were up to me.
- It's not.
This is gonna go bad if you
have to have the last word.
Where's the communications hub?
Relax. I told you I'll take you there
- so you can call your damn ship.
- Order 7543
How does this work?
Holo seller fixes a price for an item.
Holo buyer negotiates, they make a deal.
Regulator signs off, confirms
payment to the Orions.
Orions pay couriers like me
just enough dilithium to pick
up the item and make delivery.
Then it's back here
for another go-round.
Every now and then, we get
to make a deal for ourselves.
Like your tricorder.
A portable transporter?
Huh.
Subspace array's through here.
Keep your head down.
We set now?
A deal's a deal.
I hope you get what you need for it.
Good luck.
This is their vault, not their comms.
You're in a stasis beam.
You don't know what you're doing. My
- my crew.
- Everybody's got a story.
A broken tricorder won't cut it.
I need all the dilithium
I can get to finish my run.
When I get out of this,
I am coming for you.
You and everybody else.
I'm sorry.
Do not move.
You are under arrest.
So, even if you managed
to get into our vault,
what makes you think you
could get out of here alive?
That wasn't rhetorical.
- Answer the question.
- Where is your ship?
Who are you working with?
I don't have a ship.
- Of course she's working with somebody.
- Yes, you have a ship,
- or you wouldn't be here.
- Where is the merchandise?
- The vintage tech.
- He asked. Where's the merchandise?
I got robbed in the stasis beam.
Nobody's that stupid.
I am gonna hurt that man.
Who?
Oh!
This is taking too long.
I'm hungry. Let's get a sandwich.
Oh!
Damn.
Finally.
Here we go.
Well, that's not right.
Did you adjust the dosage again?
I've told you so many
times not to do that!
This stuff has a real,
integral consciousness.
Yeah, it makes people
truthful. They talk.
Yes, yes, I feel that.
I feel you. I get that.
I have a friend with red
hair. You cannot give her any.
Where did you get the vintage gear?
Vintage is a matter of
perspective, isn't it?
Because, to me, you are aqua,
but to me, you are forest green.
- How are you connected to the Federation?
- Where's your ship?
I'm dying to talk about it.
I'm dying to talk about it,
because today does not happen to people.
Ever.
I might be angry about
it. I'm supportive.
I mean, I'm so supportive!
I am reflexively supportive.
And what is that about?
I'm overcompensating.
I got to talk to someone.
You need to sit. Can you sit?
It's a super cool story. It's just,
in a completely devastating way.
Hadley, look, I need more
dilithium, or I'm done.
Uh-huh.
I need you to access your
highest self in this moment.
- Why?
- I'm accessing my highest self.
Can we both just imagine
what this world would feel
like if we accessed ?
If you stop talking?
Yes, that would feel nice.
Which is why I'm walking away now.
No deal.
Well, Had wait.
You're welcome.
Cosmo, nice to see you again.
We left everything that I have
ever known or loved behind me.
For the sake of creation!
Right? If you think about
it Let's be honest
I saved all the things.
Oh.
And then I shot out of a
wormhole and I hit a guy.
What guy?
Uh, him, him. You know? I He,
he stole somebody's cargo
and he can't fly for shit
Wait.
One of our guys?
- A courier?
- Yeah.
You guys have a real
problem if your couriers
are stealing stuff and then colliding
with thousand-year-old women in space.
- What cargo was he hauling?
- I don't know.
But it was temperature-sensitive
and really valuable,
so it's probably ice cream.
- Is he still in the building?
- What's his name?
Book.
You keep her name out
of your mouth, Cosmo.
She's a queen.
Stop!
- Got to go.
- Is that him?
Yep.
- Hey.
- Hi.
Hello to you, too.
You're not allowed a weapon in here.
Get our cargo back first.
Oh, man.
Do you think I'm
compensating for something?
They sprayed you with
the stuff, didn't they?
They sure did.
- Adrenaline will knock it out of you in a bit.
- Okay.
What?
Give me the dilithium. All
right? You can come with me.
I am done being reflexively supportive.
Come on!
Where is the comms array?
Hang on!
We have to move. They'll
be tracking the aah!
I need to call my ship!
First things first.
We have to go.
- Go. Go, go, go!
- Oh.
Get us out of here!
It needs 30 seconds to recharge.
I may have broken your
nose earlier. I apologize.
- Are you saying that in case we die?
- Yep.
Book, come on.
It's still charging!
- Okay. You're about to be really mad!
- What?
They can't track us underwater
or into solid material.
Ah. You're welcome.
You pushed me off a cliff.
Told you you were gonna be mad.
If you're thinking
about punching me again,
we're alive.
I could have guessed
coordinates inside a rock.
They'll find us soon enough.
I haven't been shot in a while.
What was that?
Don't want your arm to get infected.
Were you
- praying?
- Something like.
- Got a bite to it.
- Mm-hmm.
Should probably still wrap it, though.
You carry a handkerchief?
Man's got to blow his nose.
I'm opening up whatever
subspace channels still exist.
But make it fast.
Cosmo won't buy me dying that easy.
They'll be scanning for us.
That does a bit of
everything. Call your ship.
You had this the whole time,
and you're just showing me now?
Your people are waiting for you.
Burnham to Discovery. Come in.
Discovery
please come in.
Discovery, please come in.
Maybe they made it to
that planet, Terralysium.
If any crew on any ship could
make it through, it's mine.
- True believer.
- Yeah.
Time traveler.
- Yeah.
- I figured.
Don't know how you came by
whatever you used to get here.
All time travel technology was destroyed
after the temporal wars.
Outlawed.
There was no other way.
For me
or my crew.
I have to find them.
I have to.
Good. We've still got a few hours.
This wasn't just about
Grudge being lonely.
Nope.
- Are you gonna tell me what's in the hold?
- Nope.
- Stop. Freeze.
- Don't move.
Don't.
Drop your weapons.
What good is a courier who
lets his cargo get stolen?
Access code.
- You don't want it.
- I think I do.
- Oh, we definitely do.
- Really.
You don't.
Give us the code now.
Okay, fine.
- Sticky.
- What?
S-T-I-C-K-Y.
What kind of code is that?
'Cause that's the damn code, all right?
Pick your own code on your own ship.
Don't shoot it.
It's served fresh.
It looks smaller on the holo.
It's not moving. Is it dead?
Close your eyes.
Oh.
Oh
Oh. Uh
Uh, Book?
Stay still, please.
No! No!
Molly, no!
Thanks, girl.
Hey. Hey.
You all right?
- Yeah.
- Yeah?
I really
really didn't know how
this day was gonna turn out.
Okay, good.
How long have you been
saving them, the trance worms?
Not long enough.
They used to be everywhere,
you know, before the
Before the Federation fell.
There's no one around to enforce
the Endangered Species Act.
Except you.
May I ask
You seem to have this
connection to things.
Plants, the trance worms.
What is it like,
feeling everything?
Uncomfortable.
My family are killers,
poachers.
Every so often, one like me
shows up in the gene pool.
I don't know, something to
do with balance, I guess.
Do you still see them?
I'm not welcome.
I'm sorry.
But I wouldn't trade
who I am for anything.
I wouldn't want to be different.
This is Cleveland Booker.
Mandelbrot Set code nautilus.
One more to come home.
Your code is accepted, Book.
Welcome to Sanctuary Four.
"Sanctuary"?
They have a breeding cycle.
We got her here just in time.
Some of them still make it.
This is what my planet used to be like.
Till I had to leave it behind.
How much did you leave behind?
930 years.
Why?
To ensure the future.
A future.
Thank you.
I didn't do it alone.
I have no idea how to
start looking for my ship.
I think I know someone who could help.
This is a courier waypoint,
but it used to be a
Federation relay station.
What happened?
Main reactor breach, probably.
Long time ago.
No one around to pick
up the pieces anymore.
Greetings.
Please proceed to the attendant desk.
Thank you.
Hello.
Welcome to Starfleet.
May I help you?
I'm Commander Michael Burnham,
science officer, USS Discovery.
Serial number SC0064-0974SHN.
Uh
I am Aditya Sahil,
Federation liaison.
It would be my honor to
assist you, Commander Burnham.
I need to locate the warp
signature of a starship
with the identifier NCC1031.
Yes, yes, of course.
I'm afraid, uh, it's not here.
I have two Federation ships
in flight at the moment.
These are the only Federation ships
in a 600-light-year radius.
What about the other sectors?
I only have access to these sectors.
You've been cut off
from the other sectors?
Entirely?
Long-range sensors failed decades ago.
I have not been able to scan
beyond 30 sectors since then.
I would imagine
it is the same for all others.
May I ask
how is it you don't know
what we all know?
I'm from the past, Mr. Sahil.
From before the Burn.
Before the collapse.
My ship was right behind
me, in the wormhole.
So either they landed somewhere
way far out of comms range
or they're not here yet.
Then
by the laws of temporal mechanics,
they could arrive tomorrow
- or
- In a thousand years.
Commander Burnham,
now I'll tell you a secret.
I'm not a commissioned officer.
You see, my father was.
His father before him.
But unlike them, I was
never officially sworn in.
There has been no one to do it.
Yet I watch this office every day,
as I have for 40 years, believing
one day others like me
would walk through that door,
that my hope was not in vain.
Today is that day.
And that hope
is you, Commander Burnham.
True believers.
Of course.
I don't know how much of
the Federation still exists.
I simply do my part to keep it alive.
Now
I ask you to do me a great honor.
This has been in my
family for generations.
Only a commissioned
officer may raise it.
And I've waited so long
to see it on that wall.
Mr. Sahil,
you are as real a Federation officer
as any I have ever met.
If you would do me the honor,
we need an acting communications chief
who can keep searching for my ship.
Will you accept the commission?
Hope is a powerful thing.
Sometimes it's the only thing.
Our numbers are few.
Our spirit is undiminished.
If there are others out
there, we'll find them.
We will.
Feels like a dream, this world.
A strange, beautiful dream.
All decks prepare for impact.
I've been searching for clues
as to what caused The Burn.
Answers that might help to bring
the Federation together again.
So much we still do not know.
It is quite extraordinary
- the journey we have had.
- There she is!
This science vessel is
practically a museum.
Yeah, well, museums are cool, so
That's what someone living
in a museum would say.
The Federation gave me a mission
and a promise.
Five unidentified vessels incoming.
Because the problems
often seem insurmountable.
Let's go.
I'm about to do something
that might get us both killed.
I'm gonna enjoy this new world.
Discovery carried us into the future.
We'll make that future bright.
You are going to figure
out what caused The Burn.
And help to rebuild the Federation.
We all will.
Hello.
I'm not a cat person.
No, no, no, no, no.