Star Trek: Strange New Worlds (2022) s03e02 Episode Script

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Previously on Strange New Worlds
CHAPEL: I'm gonna give
you a sedative now.
And when you wake up,
you will be Gorn-free.
BATEL: I'm still here.
(ORTEGAS GRUNTS)
(SNARLS)
You are going to make it.
I'm Erica Ortegas.
I fly the ship.
SPOCK: Fraternization can
lead to complications.
Like I've been trying to tell you,
- I just need some personal time.
- Away from me.
About that fellowship, the
archaeological medicine?
I'm going to have to
replace you, aren't I?
SPOCK: The thought of losing
you, it affected me deeply.
CHAPEL: I am still going
away for three months
to study with Roger Korby.
When I get back, let's
just see where we are then.
SPOCK: Science officer's personal
log, stardate 2251.7.
After a three-month
billet at Starbase One,
the battle scars of our encounter
with the Gorn are all but erased,
which has left me with a
great deal of time to think.
The Federation Day Centennial
the 100th anniversary of the founding
of the United Federation of Planets
is just three days away.
Captain Pike believes that
hosting a ceremonial gala
for Federation Day will
improve morale among the crew.
All of the crew.
Nurse Chapel is returning
from her time away.
We have not spoken since
she left for her fellowship.
As such, I have a more
personal reason to prepare
for the upcoming celebrations.
("HACKER DE TU PIEL"
BY LAVANDA SON PLAYING)
Loosen up your shoulders.
My shoulder placement has
been measured precisely.
You're not supposed to measure them.
You're supposed to let them flow.
Like this.
I am confused.
Am I not already
performing the movements
to the parameters you specified?
Yes. You're just stiff.
Even for you.
Five, six, seven, and
Please do not take this the wrong way,
but your aptitude for this
activity is surprising,
and if I may say so,
this openness to new life
experiences suits you.
There was a time when
I wanted nothing more
than to be a prima ballerina.
I assume the Gorn changed that?
That's just it. I've spent my whole life
waiting for them to come back.
My own personal nightmare under the bed.
And here's the thing they came
back and I beat them. Anyway
somehow
the Gorn are less ravenous
than prima ballerinas.
Perhaps that is why Vulcans,
as a rule, do not dance.
It seems some of you will defy
that rule for the right person.
When humans reunite after a
long absence, is it not tradition
to make a grand romantic gesture?
Spock, I-I don't want to pry,
but I thought you and
Christine had decided
- to give each other some space.
- Indeed.
We have not spoken since
she left for her fellowship.
But we all know what absence
does to the heart, mm-hmm.
The absence of a heart
would be quite fatal.
No, Spock, it's an idiom, it's
Mm-hmm.
UHURA: Enterprise to Mr. Spock.
You asked for a heads-up, so, heads up.
Transport clearance
request from Nurse Chapel.
Please excuse me. She is here.
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Looking good, Mr. Spock.
- Lieutenant?
- Just doing my job.
Chapel added someone
to the visitors list.
Curious.
SCOTTY: That's funny.
You know, for a wee moment there, I
thought I saw a bit of strangeness.
SPOCK: What sort of strangeness?
Oh, just a sensor ghost outside
the hull. But it's gone now.
Nothing to see here, sir, hmm.
All relevant scans appear to
be within normal parameters.
Two to beam aboard, Lieutenant Scott.
(METALLIC TRILLING)
Spock.
Christine.
Uh, this is Dr. Korby.
- Your fellowship director?
- Mm-hmm.
Greetings, Dr. Korby.
How are you? Call me Roger.
I've, uh, heard a lot about you, Spock.
SPOCK: Dr. Korby, I have
read a considerable number
of your papers on
archaeological medicine.
Oh, sure, there aren't that many.
There are 234. Is that not accurate?
It's actually exactly
how many there are.
Wow. Is that a first edition
of Saltavantur?
May I?
This is incredible.
The engravings alone
must date back to
It is a gift for Christine.
Wow.
Well, welcome aboard, Dr. Korby.
Will you be needing quarters?
Uh, no, no, I'm, um
I'm taken care of.
CHAPEL: He is here to attend the
centennial celebration with me.
With you?
Dr. Korby is my date.
PIKE: Space.
The final frontier.
These are the voyages of
the starship Enterprise.
Its five-year mission:
to explore strange new worlds
to seek out new life
and new civilizations
to boldly go where
no one has gone before.
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♪
(GRUNTING)
Okay.
Come on, baby boy.
- You can't handle the haymaker.
- Who even says that?
Don't get cocky, I'll land one.
- Aah!
- Hey!
I told you to turn that camera off.
- I'm just doing my job.
- Yeah, your job
is a documentary on the
centennial gala, not this workout.
I am a serious filmmaker.
Erica, ah, there you are.
You are not going to believe this.
Christine brought home a date.
- ORTEGAS: Chapel?
- UHURA: I'm just as shocked as you are.
BETO: Hey.
- Hi. I'm, uh
- Haymaker!
Uh Okay, who's this?
ORTEGAS: That's my little brother.
Never could take a punch.
Hi. I'm Nyota.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
All right, almost done.
Take your time, Ensign.
With all the centennial
preparations I have to do,
this is the closest thing
to a vacation I'm gonna get.
Well, this is the last one,
but I can take a bunch more.
I mean, how much blood
does a person really need?
They didn't cover
that in nursing school?
Oof, I fell asleep. Like, a lot.
I like you, Ensign.
Well, now that Nurse Chapel is back,
my temporary assignment is done.
I wouldn't be so sure.
Don't look at me. Take it up
with your direct supervisor.
Guilty as charged.
I put in a request
with Starfleet Medical
to make your transfer permanent.
Wait, wait, please tell
me this isn't a cruel joke.
We are big on cruel jokes around here.
Just wait until your first
formal Captain's Table.
But in this case, no.
Apparently, he isn't
ready to give you up.
Frankly, none of us are, Ensign.
Thank you.
Captain Batel is lucky to have you.
How's Marie doing?
Her scans show that the Gorn
embryos have been fully reabsorbed.
(CHUCKLES)
It was your blood that
kept her body strong enough
to survive the metabolization process.
All we're doing now is managing
some minor aftereffects.
I've gotten used to having her on board.
I'll be sorry to see her go.
I imagine you won't be the only one.
PIKE: I have literally no idea
what some of these medals are for.
And I can't wear all of them, or can I?
(CHUCKLES) Pick one.
No. Because then I would
insult whoever gave me
the ones I'm not
wearing and (SHUDDERS)
Must be hard being
such an amazing captain.
You, uh
shopping for a new starship?
Admiral April said I've got my pick.
There are about a dozen
commissions available.
Okay.
So, what are you looking for?
(EXHALES)
Deep space exploration.
But then I never see you.
Or short-range diplomatic courier.
But then I still never see you.
- It still doesn't feel totally real.
- Hmm?
I should be dead, I'm
I'm on borrowed time.
Well, you're preaching
to the choir on that one.
Now I'm just picturing
you in a boys' choir.
Actually, I was an altar
boy. (CLUCKS TONGUE)
You're a captain. You'll find your ship.
I just wish it didn't
have to be so soon.
What are you asking me, Captain?
Frankly, I don't know. I
All I know is that
I'm not ready to let you go.
Well, this is awkward.
Right, sorry.
- It was too far. That
- Relax.
I was just wondering
what you're gonna do
when I move you into my quarters.
- Oh.
- Where will all your hair products go?
(LAUGHS)
♪
Mmm.
CHAPEL: Hey.
I-I brought this. I thought
you might want it back.
It was a gift.
Why would I not wish for you to have it?
I'm sorry about earlier.
I didn't want you to
meet Roger like that.
The look of surprise on your face
was almost worth the misstep.
(CHUCKLES) This isn't easy.
May I ask you a direct question?
Never known you to be any different.
You expressed the desire
to remain unattached,
free of commitment.
And then I bring my new boyfriend
home for the holidays.
Yes.
Uh
When I figure that out for myself,
I swear you will be the first
person that I explain it to.
The truth is, I don't know.
It just is.
Spock.
Are we gonna be okay?
Um
We're having cocktails in
the Port Galley tonight.
I hope you'll come.
(DOOR WHOOSHES SHUT)
Fine, one drink, then I have
to go back and finish training.
Aren't you the one who taught
me tequila is its own food group?
You realize she's our
communications officer, right?
She speaks, like, 900 languages.
Is "obnoxious big sister" one of 'em?
Let it go, Beto. You can hang with me.
That seems like a plan to me.
(CHUCKLES)
Wait one damn minute.
- This, you two
- (BETO CHUCKLES)
talking to each other like you're
and looking at each
other like you're No.
It's chaos, madness.
You don't trust me
with your best friend?
You don't trust me
with your baby brother?
- Okay. Okay, I'll stay for a while.
- (CHUCKLES)
- But there will be no more flirting.
- (UHURA SIGHS)
- Literally none.
- SAM: So, Dr. Korby.
Uh, Sam. I got to say, I'm a big fan
of your work on advanced
ancient cultures.
- I read that your latest dig was on Vadia Nine.
- Uh-huh.
Uh, have you climbed Mount Caleb?
Uh, we did, actually. Yeah.
CHAPEL: It was, it was
pretty romantic, actually.
Uh, Mr. Spock.
Glad you could join us.
I finished my work early.
Dr. Korby was just about
to tell us a romantic story.
- KORBY: Oh, no, don't worry about it.
- CHAPEL: No.
- Some other time.
- You guys don't want to hear
- Bore the life out of you.
- Yeah.
SPOCK: I would like to hear it.
I have, of late, become
a student of romance.
Sudden thirst. Beto, give
me a hand with some drinks.
Okay. Um
Well, uh, when I was a little girl,
whenever I would go away on a trip
to camp, to school
my mother would always say to me,
"Chrissy, I hope you find the sun "
"I hope you find the sun
and the moon and the stars."
Yeah.
And they turned out to be the
last words she ever said to me.
And, um,
Mount Caleb actually happens
to break the solar plane.
So, um, the sun and the moon
are visible at the same time.
And it was my mother's birthday.
And I didn't tell
anybody 'cause I never do.
Uh, but he just noticed
that I was down and
remembered the story and
put two and two together.
And when we got to the top
When we got to the top, I
showed her the stunning sky
and gave her this.
UNA: Tilaryan Star Gems.
- They're incredibly rare.
- KORBY: Yeah.
CHAPEL: And he said,
"You looked sad.
I wanted to give you the sun
and the moon and the stars."
♪
- ORTEGAS: Libations.
- BETO: Shots, everybody!
- Fun.
- Thank God.
Ooh, that's a cool
bracelet. Where'd you get it?
Good evening.
Ready for a change?
I was not aware we
had a Vulcan bartender.
Temporary posting.
Just passing through.
So, something different but better?
Something you definitely want?
Yes, that would be fine.
Fantastic.
I have just the thing.
Swirl it around. Brings out the aroma.
Don't drink it too fast.
It'll go right to your head.
Hmm.
♪
(SIGHS)
♪
CHAPEL: Good morning.
Good morning back.
Tonight, no sleepover.
It is bad luck to see your
bride on the day of your wedding.
♪
SPOCK: Science Officer's personal log.
Stardate 2251.7.
After a three-month billet,
the battle scars of our
encounter with the Gorn
are all but erased.
And while docked at Starbase One,
our crew prepares to celebrate
a rare and joyous occasion,
the wedding nuptials between
myself and Nurse Chapel.
LA'AN: Your first dance is going
to be great. You're improving.
Untrue.
(CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING)
I've never understood
the need for deception
to smooth a potential negative reaction.
(SIGHS) You're just going
to excel at marriage.
Have you ever been married?
(CHUCKLES): Me? God no.
I'm not really the commitment type.
My childhood didn't really set
me up for a stable attachment.
Now, shooting backwards while running,
that I can do.
Of late, I must say
you have seemed lighter.
Spock, if you don't have it
by now, then it's too late.
Thank you, La'An.
You have been a good friend to me.
I must prepare for the rehearsal.
Places, everyone! We have much to do.
A wedding doesn't just plan
itself overnight, you know.
And the rehearsal is
just like the real thing,
only with comfortable shoes.
This wedding planner
of yours is something.
Never thought of Andorians
as being so detail-oriented.
- Hmm.
- WEDDING PLANNER: You two,
you're like two peas in a
space pod. So delightful.
- Let's start with the cake.
- Wait, uh, where's Roger?
I feel like we should
probably wait for my best man.
KORBY: I'm here. I am here.
- And I have the cakes.
- Excellent.
KORBY: Oh, yeah. Very nice.
- Christine, I couldn't just chat
- Uh, later, Mr. Korby.
Doctor. Dr. Korby.
Fine. Actually, I have a
special best man task just for you.
Could you wait for me way over there?
Quick as you can.
Good one. Now, Mr. Spock.
I know you wanted to
embrace a human-type wedding,
but what about fusion style?
I call this "Hu-can."
Or "Vul-man."
Just try it.
You hate it?
I was not expecting cake with
quite so much heat and brine.
(SIGHS)
Let's try that again, shall we?
Oh, I'll go.
Spock's joking, this is delicious.
Is it chocolate and, um
- Vulcan pahklor?
- Indeed, pahklor.
Nothing says love like pahklor.
SPOCK: I must've been mistaken
before. This is quite good.
Not just good but perfect,
like your wedding is going to be.
Let's talk about choreography.
Spock, assuming we're not going
to have a Kal-if-ee situation,
I have you over on the altar
and your best man Captain Pike
in the front row just here.
Joseph and Una.
I see you waltzing
Christine down the aisle
and then spin her into Spock's arms.
I didn't practice that.
I have a surprise for
you, my blushing bride.
Arrived all the way from
Vermont, Earth this morning.
My mother's flowers?
She had these preserved
after her wedding.
(CHUCKLES)
(AIR HISSES)
Oh, no.
M'BENGA: Those flowers look dead.
These were supposed to be
stored at exactly 2.7 degrees.
- I mean, the
- I'm so sorry, Christine.
Is there any way to salvage them?
I-I have a rehydrator in my quarters.
I'll tell you what. Maybe
they just need to breathe.
(SNAPS FINGERS)
I mean
CHAPEL: Oh, my God. What? (CHUCKLES)
It worked. I can't believe it.
This is why we have rehearsal.
And with that avertation of the
latest crisis, let's continue.
With both at the altar,
we have the rings exchanged, and voilà.
Everyone's as happy as a Ternaran bat.
Uh, Christine, can we just
chat for two seconds, please?
Unfortunately, rehearsal
has just finished,
which means, Nurse Chapel, I'm
gonna have to scoop you away
for your final fitting.
So quickly, here we go.
Please tell me you're not gonna
wear that jacket on the day, Korbs.
♪
Hey, how are you? How're you doing?
(PANEL CHIRPS)
(LOCK BEEPS)
(INDISTINCT P.A. ANNOUNCEMENT)
Dr. Korby, what are you doing?
I'm, um
trying to delete your vows.
I knew it.
The cake, the flowers, you are
trying to sabotage our wedding.
Yeah, y-you can't marry Christine.
- Are you in love with her?
- Yes.
But that's not the
reason. Well, not entirely.
Look, this wedding is not
supposed to happen, okay?
Uh, I can't fully explain it,
but our reality has shifted.
- I think you should leave, Doctor.
- Just listen.
Yesterday, Christine and I
arrived on the Enterprise
to attend the Federation's Centennial.
We specifically chose the
centennial as our wedding day.
No, no, no, no. It is
the reason we are here.
As of yesterday, there was no wedding.
There was no "you and Nurse Chapel."
She and I were together.
You arrived together
because you are best friends.
No, not as best friends,
romantically we are together.
But I seem to be the only
one here that remembers that.
I proposed to Christine
three months ago,
before she embarked on
her fellowship with you.
I procured my grandmother's
engagement ring
None of that happened.
Why am I the only one
that remembers this?
You parted ways before the fellowship.
And yeah, when I met her, at
first, she was pretty gloomy.
I get it, endings are are difficult.
- I think you should visit sickbay, Doc
- Wait.
At first, she was a fellow, yes.
But she quickly became more.
An equal.
After a while, she was
running the excavation site
on Vadia Nine with me.
And one night, we stayed late.
And I read her a poem by Neruda.
"I crave your mouth,
your voice,
your hair."
And she, um
She kissed me
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(QUIETLY): Oh, no.
Oh, no.
(GASPS)
(YELPS)
Please, Dr. Korby.
I owe you an apology.
Yes, for that. But also, you were right.
Reality has been changed.
None of this is how it should be.
- So you remember?
- I do.
But I am not entirely sure why.
Have you tried telling Christine?
Yes, but she shut me down.
I've considered several possible
explanations for this mass delusion.
First, that this is
an alternate dimension.
I've already checked myself for
phase variance and found none.
Second theory: exposure to
an environmental hallucinogen.
Christine and I arrived
at the same time, so
You would both be unaffected.
Alien virus?
The bio-filters have
been recently upgraded.
Perhaps an improbability field?
We once entered one
that made us sing.
Perhaps.
Now that I am aware of the situation,
I will obviously not
proceed with the nuptials.
You may not have a choice.
Every time I've tried
to stop this wedding,
something has interfered.
You are suggesting the presence
of an advanced intelligent life-form
- with reality-altering capabilities.
- Yes.
- But why leave you unaffected?
- Well
my rigorous intellect may have
shielded my mind from the illusion.
Doctor.
If one of our intellects
could bestow immunity,
I am confident it would not be yours.
Come. We can use the
science lab to scan the ship.
Any anomalous energy
should be detectable.
Great. Another Andorian annoyance.
Ah, there you are!
Greetings and many felicitations
on this happiest of wedding eves.
- Oh, Mr. Korby.
- Doctor.
You really are everywhere,
aren't you? Bit like a rash.
Speaking of which, the rest of the
bridal party are enjoying facials.
Perhaps you should join them.
You do look a little
dull. Are you sleeping?
The bags beneath your eyes say no.
My darling groom, what
do you think of this?
The color really brings out your eyes.
Could this wait? I have
urgent duties to attend to.
Don't be silly. Right now, your
most important mission is matrimony.
That one will be fine. Come. We must go.
It's Doctor.
(MOCKINGLY): "It's Doctor."
(DOOR WHOOSHES SHUT)
(KORBY WHISTLES)
Nice lab.
Initiating ship-wide scan now.
It will take a few minutes.
I was thinking about how it was
that you became disillusioned.
At the moment I punched you,
it was as if a fog in my mind lifted,
and I knew.
Perhaps it was the sudden burst
of adrenaline and cortisol that did it.
It is also possible that whatever power
is creating this false
reality cannot be maintained
when so directly
confronted with the truth.
Regardless, we must find a way
to communicate the
situation to the captain.
- Good luck with that.
- SAM: There you are.
You were supposed to
meet me in your quarters.
- Whatever this is, I cannot.
- Sam! What do we have here?
These are the wine selections
for the head table tomorrow.
Listen to me very
carefully, Lieutenant Kirk.
Enterprise came to Starbase One
to celebrate the Federation Centennial.
Not a wedding.
Nurse Chapel and I
are no longer a couple.
We are not getting married.
You are suffering from
an unknown phenomenon.
It is possible we are all under attack.
I get it.
I get it, Spock, you have cold feet.
- It's totally normal, look
- Punch me.
What?
- I'm not gonna punch you.
- You are sloppy.
Less intelligent than your brother.
No one likes your mustache.
And you have terrible taste in wine.
(CHUCKLES)
If I gave you a black eye
the day before your wedding,
Christine would kill me.
COMPUTER: Scan complete.
There are no anomalous
energy readings present.
Perhaps the chardonnay.
- Sir, we have an urgent situation.
- I am aware, Lieutenant.
And there. Fixed that.
Mr. Spock, welcome to
your bachelor party.
- Hey.
- Spock-o!
- M'BENGA: Spock!
- PIKE: I prepared all of your favorites.
Jumbo mollusk, Pok-tar,
and look what I found.
Lutrog.
And something imbibable for
the rest of us: Saurian brandy.
- Hmm?
- Oh, honestly,
I'm not really much of a
drinker. I hardly touch the stuff.
I believe tradition dictates
the groom-to-be give us a
toast before he walks the plank.
- SAM: Yes, speech.
- M'BENGA: Speech.
Come on, Mr. Spock.
Our reality has been changed.
Nurse Chapel and I are not together.
She is in love with Dr. Korby,
and only he and I remember this.
To Spock,
the luckiest man in the world.
Yes, to Spock.
- Mr. Spock.
- Cheers.
Captain, Enterprise is
experiencing a mass delusion.
I told you. Cold feet.
My feet are perfectly warm, thank you.
- SPOCK: This is serious.
- PIKE: Relax, Mr. Spock.
Which I know is difficult for you.
That's why the Lutrog.
Careful with that.
KORBY: It seems clear by now
that being confronted with the truth
is not enough to break the spell.
Which leaves us with emotional response.
But we have seen a range of emotions
and yet none dispel the delusion.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Anger, rage, it's one of the
most powerful emotions there is.
Perhaps another equally
powerful emotion.
Like what?
Love.
Mr. Spock, I almost
forgot, the wedding planner
asked you to weigh in on
the seating arrangement.
Take a look at row
eight, if you don't mind.
Uh, Captain?
How many guests are
invited to the wedding?
All the crew and, uh,
107 registered guests.
Thanks.
Computer, how many individuals are
currently aboard the Enterprise
besides crew and registered guests?
COMPUTER: One.
We have a wedding crasher.
Hiding in plain sight.
Computer, locate that individual.
COMPUTER: The individual
fitting that description
is in the Port Galley.
- (DOOR WHOOSHES OPEN)
- Spock, where you going?
We're gonna do karaoke.
WEDDING PLANNER: Oh,
Mr. Korby, Mr. Spock.
Shouldn't you be at your bachelor party?
I'm working on a specialty
drink for the reception.
How do we feel about pomegranate?
I do not need a bacchanal.
Then you should get your beauty rest.
I do not need to sleep.
Count tribbles, then.
You. You are the entity.
Oh, Mr. Spock.
Your Vulcan sense of
humor gets me every time.
I'm your wedding planner, remember?
You twirled into my
office, drunk on love,
wishing for a wedding day full
of magic and unspeakable joy.
A wish.
That night, here in the Port Galley,
you were the bartender then, too.
I wished things could be
different with Christine.
And you made it so.
You're welcome.
It does not matter.
We are not going
through with the wedding.
You have to fix this.
You can't just control people's minds.
I can do anything I want.
I am a wedding planner. (SNAPS FINGERS)
- (RUMBLING)
- (ALARMS RINGING)
And I do not like it
when people ruin my plans.
(SNAPS FINGERS)
Wakey wakey, Mr. Spock.
It's your big day.
You cannot force me to
continue this charade.
Can't I, though?
Do you know what would happen
to everyone if you made me mad?
I don't think I can even imagine it.
(SNAPS FINGERS)
Well, look at that.
My own little Vulcan terrarium.
My friends will be so jealous.
I do hope you'll play along now, yes?
(SNAPS FINGERS)
(GASPS)
(SINGSONGY): I can
hear the wedding bells.
(DOOR WHOOSHES OPEN)
("BRIDAL CHORUS" BY
RICHARD WAGNER PLAYING)
♪
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(SIGHS)
Ah! Look at you, you look great.
All weddings should be on the beach
- and everyone should be in shorts.
- Okay.
I have been searching for you.
He's made me the maid of honor.
And he says if I don't play along,
he's gonna wish us all to a cornfield.
I do not understand the
significance of this wish.
It's from a
Doesn't matter. He's talking about
wiping us from all of existence.
Yes, he made this threat to me as well.
You're gonna have to
go through with this.
Just
Maybe that's the only way
to end it, play his game.
It's time, Spock.
Let's get you married.
♪
♪
♪
Please be seated.
What a delight
to be gathered here today to
celebrate something so special,
a force more powerful
than the fastest starship.
Humans call it love,
and I'm told love can
conquer all things.
- Christine
- Shh. Not yet.
- Do you both have your vows?
- KORBY: No.
No!
- I object.
- We're not there yet.
- Roger, what are you doing?
- Christine,
- you have to stop this.
- You stop.
You can't just make people feel things
that they don't really feel!
That's it. (SNAPS FINGERS)
WEDDING GUEST: Aw
(SNIFFS, CLEARS THROAT)
Please, continue, Mr. Spock.
(WHINES)
The human poet Neruda wrote,
"I crave your mouth,
your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving,
I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me,
dawn disrupts me,
all day I hunt for the
liquid measure of your steps."
This is what it is like
to love you, Christine.
And the person worthy of your love,
they must be courageous.
They cannot be drowning.
They cannot be unsure or at the
mercy of their own emotional storms.
They must be a safe harbor.
They must have the ability
to hold space for you.
To see you.
Just you.
They must be able to
hear your unuttered call.
They must be able to
give you everything.
They must offer you the moon
and the sun and the stars
all at once.
(GASPS)
I did not know when it
was your mother's birthday.
I didn't tell you.
It's no one's fault.
This is wrong, Spock. (SNIFFLES)
We're not supposed
to be getting married.
No.
We are not.
- Yes, you are.
- CHAPEL: Roger
- Roger.
- Well, no, he's a dog,
so No! No, no, no, no, no!
That is it. Everybody dies.
And I'm starting with the dog.
CHAPEL: You keep away from him.
Prepare for a cavalcade of death.
No one gets a wedding
cake slice tonight.
You're going to die. You'll be dead.
And you with the crown,
what were you thinking?
Tried to outshine the bride?
And you blue faces, you
could see I was in blue.
- How dare you.
- (GASPS)
Death to you.
And you at the back with no mouth.
Yes, you.
Actually, that's I like
that. You can, you can live.
ENERGY BEING: What is this?
(GROANS)
Not now, Dad.
ENERGY BEING: Oh, you've
made enough of a mess.
Please, let's not make a scene.
- (GASPS)
- Oh, my
- Christine.
- Oh. Oh
But they're not playing along.
They're not listening to me.
ENERGY BEING: And you
are not listening to me.
Shall I show you once more
what the consequence is
- for disobedience?
- No.
I'll be good, I promise.
- Wait, you're a child?
- (ENERGY BEING SCOFFS)
A very young one. Only
8,000 of your Earth years.
8,020, Dad.
- ENERGY BEING: It's time to go.
- I don't want to go.
Wait, before you leave
might I ask why?
Well
Look at him.
I spotted him digging in the
dirt on the old homeworld.
He's just so handsome
and smart and perfect.
It's just annoying.
Yes, that does make perfect sense.
- Oy.
- ENERGY BEING: Now
- free the rest of them.
- (SIGHS): Okay.
(SNAPS FINGERS)
(MURMURING)
Tallyho.
You've all been lots of fun.
(MURMURING CONTINUES)
PIKE: Uh
Okay, everybody, all right, all right,
all right, all right, okay, all right.
That was, uh, that-that-that
that was strange.
A shared delusion about a wedding
is a new one, isn't it? (CHUCKLES)
Okay Uh, Federation Day.
2161, the, uh, founding
species came together to create,
uh, the Federation.
Um, largely in response to our
interactions with other foreign species.
Some of them very awkward.
Uh, so it's only fitting that-that
our-our centennial be marked
by a-a-a similar awkward,
uh, interaction.
And the bar is open.
♪
(ICE RATTLING)
M'BENGA: Those look incredible.
KELZING: I'll make you
one, but it's Alanni Rye.
It will burn a hole
through your esophagus
and whatever is below your esophagus.
And maybe the floor.
Two pints of Guinness, please.
Probably a safer bet.
Are you the doctor from the Enterprise?
Joseph M'Benga.
Mm.
You know, I kind of
miss the flower crown.
- Oh, yeah?
- Mm.
I kind of miss the big green
veil thing you had going on.
Well, I can tell you it
is not every girl's dream
to have a cosmic trickster
play dress-up dolls
with her emotions
and make her marry the wrong man.
- The last 48 hours have been
- Roger.
I know.
Me, too.
Now, let's go dance and
never talk about this
- ever.
- Deal.
You thinking what I'm thinking?
UNA: Mm-hmm. If we play our cards right.
Oh, we were just saying that an
artist with such prodigious skills
shouldn't be confined to a starbase.
If you're offering me
a job on a starship,
my answer is yes.
BETO: Thank you.
- Pleasure meeting you.
- Thank you.
I just had a very
interesting conversation
with the Chancellor of
Starfleet's Public Relations.
- Yeah?
- They may commission
a feature-length
documentary of Starfleet.
Well, the Chancellor likes
me, so I'll put in a good word.
You know, anything to annoy Erica.
- Shall we annoy Erica?
- To annoying Erica.
- To annoying Erica.
- Mm-hmm.
(LAUGHS)
(ROMANTIC MUSIC PLAYING)
That was a beautiful speech.
Yes. I suppose so.
Love comes in all forms, Mr. Spock,
and you gave her yours.
And I have no regrets.
Still, it is a waste.
What is?
Well, you spent all this
time learning to dance,
and now you're just sitting on it.
After all, your shoulder placement
has been measured precisely, has it not?
If I'm not mistaken,
I am not supposed to measure them.
I am supposed to let them flow.
Lieutenant
are you asking me to dance?
Jitterbug ♪
Jitterbug ♪
It's all you. It's all you.
Jitterbug ♪
Jitterbug ♪
You put the boom boom into my heart ♪
You send my soul sky high
when your loving starts ♪
- Jitterbug into my brain ♪
- Yeah, yeah ♪
Goes a bang-bang-bang
till my feet do the same ♪
But something's bugging
me, something ain't right ♪
My best friend told me
what you did last night ♪
Left me sleeping in my bed ♪
I was dreaming ♪
But I should've been
with you instead ♪
Wake me up before you go-go ♪
Don't leave me hanging
on like a yo-yo ♪
Wake me up before you go-go ♪
I don't want to miss it
when you hit that high ♪
Wake me up before you go-go ♪
'Cause I'm not
planning on going solo ♪
Wake me up before you go-go ♪
Take me dancing tonight ♪
I want to hit that high. ♪
(HITTING PUNCHING BAG)
(PANTING)
(GROWLING)
(LOW GROWLING)
(SCREECHING)