Star Trek: Picard (2020) s03e04 Episode Script
Part Four: No Win Scenario
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♪
♪
You got us into this.
You are gonna get us out.
Computer, transfer command.
Captain William Riker. Pro tem.
I am Captain Vadic.
You are harboring one Jack Crusher.
And we are taking him.
BEVERLY: That's no bounty
hunter ship. That's a warship.
If you're the son of Jean-Luc Picard,
there's a target on your back.
PICARD: Didn't he deserve
a chance to get to know me?
BEVERLY: I told him
who you were and where to find you.
He decided not to.
- You got a family, Riker?
- I have a wife and a daughter.
And I had a son.
Shaw may call you insubordinate
for helping your friends.
My dad wouldn't.
Go rest, Ensign.
Yes, Commander Seven.
- SEVEN OF NINE: We're leaking verterium.
- We have a saboteur.
JACK: His face it moved.
There's a Changeling on board.
SIDNEY: Sir, we're going right through.
PICARD: We must engage
and protect the ship.
RIKER: I am protecting this ship.
PICARD: I understand this instinct
- to be fearful of loss.
- You are out of line.
Cannot allow it to make us weak.
RIKER: Sit down, Admiral.
PICARD: It's not working!
We're out of options, Captain.
We fight or we die.
- Now!
- Fire everything we've got!
MURA: The Shrike it's retreating.
T'VEEN: We're sinking, Captain,
towards the gravity well.
RIKER: Remove yourself from the bridge.
You've just killed us all.
♪
[SOFT CHATTER]
["CAN'T BREAK AWAY FROM THA
GIRL" BY SLAM ALLEN PLAYING]
Well, I gave you my heart, now ♪
I thought I gave it too fast ♪
I didn't believe in my soul ♪
- [DOOR OPENS]
- [ENTRY BELL TINKLES]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
That your love was gonna last ♪
That's where I went wrong, now ♪
Oh. Thank you very much.
I got caught out there ♪
Oh, yes, I did ♪
CADET: Admiral Picard.
Sir.
I'm sorry, but
I've always wanted to ask you something
about your encounter with the Hirogen.
Your book just talks about
the diplomatic situation,
but we heard the Alpha
actually hunted you.
CADET 2: Did you ever find out
how they got to the quadrant?
CADET: Did Admiral Janeway
offer any advice?
So, I'm not really one
for telling stories.
We'd love to hear it
from the man himself.
Please?
How'd you get away?
Well [CLEARS THROAT]
fortunately for me,
Lieutenant Commander Worf
had cleverly constructed
a deadfall trap.
So when the Alpha advanced,
the hunter had been
turned into the prey.
[CHUCKLING]
You know, uh
there will be a time when
you will need to remember
that, no matter how bleak or unwinnable
a situation,
as long as you and your crew
remain steadfast in your dedication,
one to another,
you are never ever
without hope.
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
[SHIP CREAKING]
♪
[ALARM BLARING]
Our shields can't take
much more of this.
Pull power from other systems.
There's nothing to pull from, sir.
SIDNEY: Engines are down.
Every time I try
to engage, we hemorrhage.
Engineering sustained
critical damage during the attack.
Massive loss of power.
We're down to nine percent.
And the more systems we use,
the faster it depletes.
We're bleeding to death.
What if we divert everything
from the warp core?
Or the impulse reactors?
- Either way, we'd go into meltdown.
- Even temporarily?
We won't have the power
to reverse the process.
It's a chain reaction.
What about weapons, Mura?
Already at zero, sir.
[EXPLOSION]
And we're falling deeper and deeper
into the nebula's gravity well.
We're sinking.
ESMAR: All systems are
reaching critical minimums.
If we don't divert some power,
we will start losing
life support.
But if we pull any more power
from our engines,
there will be zero chance
we can fly out of here.
And if we divert everything,
what does that buy us?
Just a few hours, sir.
At best.
Divert as much power as
you can to life support.
Eliminate all non-essential functions.
Have the crew gather in common areas,
and shut everything else down.
Captain!
[RUMBLING]
- Report.
- Another bio-electrical wave.
Sir, that did a number on our shields.
If we don't lower them
in between impacts,
we're gonna lose them all together.
Lower shields.
[DOOR CHIMES]
- Come.
- [DOOR WHOOSHES OPEN]
[DOOR WHOOSHES SHUT]
- Will, I have an apology
- Admiral, I thought that you should know
- to make.
- I'm saying this to you as a courtesy.
- I was out of line.
- Stop.
The Titan's dead in the water.
We estimate about four hours
until the ship is crushed
by the gravity well.
But we'll probably have run out
of life support by then.
You were right before.
When we buried our son
I watched the coffin
being lowered into the ground.
It was only six feet,
but it was so dark.
It was like infinite emptiness.
And you and I have traveled
to the far reaches of space,
and yet there's nothing,
nothing that proved to me
that there is anything
after.
And I've tried to shake that.
[SIGHS]
Deanna, as you know,
feels everything.
But she couldn't live
with me feeling nothing.
And neither could I,
which is why I left and I came here.
I was running from this.
Only to find it again.
Well
This is the end, my friend.
And if I were you,
I'd take the next few hours
to get to know your son.
And to get your affairs in order.
I'm so sorry, Jean-Luc.
[DOOR WHOOSHES OPEN]
♪
♪
WOMAN [OVER P.A.]: All non-essential
engineering personnel,
please clear decks 14 through 16.
♪
SEVEN OF NINE: The Changeling
saboteur killed our transporter officer,
Ensign Foster,
days before Jack Crusher
encountered him
it in the nacelle control room.
It could look like anyone by now.
We have got to keep this quiet.
What?
The morale on this ship is already
There is a saboteur on this ship.
But to what end now?
If the Changeling's mission
was to help deliver Jack
to Vadic, it failed,
and there is no advantage
to crippling us any further.
If Vadic had wanted to come and get us,
she would've done it already.
Now, I'm not saying do nothing.
I'm saying
keep it quiet.
I could reinstate you,
but you remaining in an
unofficial capacity
could work to our advantage.
Understand?
Yes, Captain.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
RIKER: Good.
Go get the bastard.
BEVERLY: Seven,
six,
five,
four, three,
two, one.
[EXPLOSION]
That wasn't an asteroid.
- No, it wasn't.
- [DOOR WHOOSHES OPEN]
Beverly.
Before you say anything,
I can see what's going on. Are we
PICARD: Look,
I know that time is precious,
but do you think you could
give me a moment or two with Jack?
Of course I could.
- [DOOR CHIMES]
- SHAW: Don't come.
[DOOR CHIMES]
Don't come.
[DOOR CHIMES]
[SIGHS]
- Fine. Open.
- [DOOR WHOOSHES OPEN]
Hey, Hansen.
Bang-up job your heroes
are doing with my ship.
- Love the view.
- Can we talk?
- Officially? No.
- Unofficially?
No.
We have a problem.
There's a Changeling on board.
That's what kept us from warping away.
And judging by the state
of the corpse in sickbay,
it's been on the ship since before
we picked up Dr. Crusher and her son.
Something bigger is happening here.
And as much as it pains me,
we have got a major personnel problem,
and nobody knows this
ship better than you.
RIKER: Computer,
reference my personal records.
I want to record a private message
for Deanna Troi.
COMPUTER: Recording.
Proceed with message.
In the event
In the event that
the Titan is somehow
recovered
Deanna
I want you to know I-I
Deanna, I want you
COMPUTER: Recording paused.
COMPUTER: Holodeck program
Ten Forward activated.
This is a place of
real significance for me, but, uh,
- I don't suppose you've ever
- I haven't.
No.
Well, would you like
to have a drink with me?
Sure.
Well, I have something
from my own backyard.
Oh, yes.
And it's a it's a good year.
Uh, yeah, I've-I've
got to be honest,
I'm not really a wine guy.
Sorry.
Whiskey?
Preferably cheap and on the rocks.
Given the state of the ship,
- the holodeck's still open?
- Well,
it relies on a small independent,
uh, power cell for this very reason
so that in times of distress,
it can be a
kind of sanctuary.
Right.
Everyone crams in here
pretending it's some sort of
tropical paradise
while the ship implodes around them.
If you want to select
a different simulation
No, no, no, no. This fake
place is as good as any
to die in, I suppose.
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
I think we need to talk about
the elephant in the room.
Yes.
Of course.
The hair.
When did it go?
You're, uh, what, 23?
24?
Enjoy it while you can.
- [LAUGHS]
- You know, Jack, I would love to know
more about you. Your-your life.
Your childhood.
I mean, it's your call.
I don't really know where to begin.
Then perhaps you might tell me
the reason you decided not to know me.
Actually, there is, uh
There is something that
might be of interest to you.
[CHUCKLES] Given your travels. Um
We were on a medical
supply run to Matalas IV.
It's a-it's a vile place, a real dump.
I got stuck in a cargo hold
with this Andorian who
had a broken antenna.
It looked really painful,
so I tried to reset it for him.
Turns out it's-it's
mostly muscle and really sensitive,
so while I'm touching it
- [VOICE FADES OUT]
- ♪
♪
SHAW: Of all the stations
that a Changeling could infiltrate,
why transporter tech?
I don't know. I've never
encountered one before.
[SIGHS] They're goo-people.
Walking, talking clay-dough.
They can replicate a person
on sight alone.
Voice, mannerisms, s-speech
patterns, but that's it. You
Most of the time, you can tell.
Ask him a question that they
should know the answer to.
Simple question, wrong answer
boom, Changeling.
Yeah, but that would require
a huge amount of knowledge
about everyone in the crew.
Look, you and I
got off on the wrong foot.
I underestimated you. You have
great instincts,
you're a natural leader,
make a great captain one day.
Which is something
I totally would say
If you were a Changeling
and not just a dick.
Now you're starting to catch on.
But you were right.
500 people it's got
to be tough to snuff out
this asshole alone.
So, so
Maybe you get them to come to you.
How?
Bait them.
Steal their pot.
Pot?
I'm assuming you're not
referring to cannabis.
Sadly, no. I So,
it's hard for Changelings
to maintain their
non-goo false form,
and so, they have to
rest in a-in a
in a-in a pot, a vase, a
receptacle-thing.
Sometimes, they leave behind, like,
residue goo, like, resi-goo.
You get a sample of that, you upload it
to the computer, you have the ship
- scan for that son of a bitch.
- Thank you,
- Captain.
- [GRUNTS]
- Whatever.
- [DOOR WHOOSHES SHUT]
BEVERLY: Five, four,
three, two,
- one.
- [EXPLOSION]
♪
[CHUCKLES]
Resi-goo.
♪
Report.
Unfortunately, the starship
ferrying Jack Crusher
couldn't escape the center
of the gravity well.
Pursue.
No.
No, no, no, no.
That's not possible
with my ship's payload.
The portal device utilizes
gravimetric distortion
Pursue.
It is suicide.
It is suicide to refuse.
Obtain and deliver the asset.
All else is expendable.
Your ship. Your people.
You.
- I will pursue.
- Good.
Disengage portal system.
Goodbye.
Goodbye. [LAUGHS]
Goodbye
PICARD: Then I realized
that the Tamarians' language
was based on metaphor.
The lesson being, had he and I
given up our will to communicate,
we would both have been killed.
[LAUGHTER]
Well, I appreciated
this impromptu gathering,
but, um, my lunch.
Admiral, this isn't official record, but
I had heard mention once of an incident
with you and your friend, Jack Crusher,
a mishap on a shuttle.
You later went on
to say that it was one
of the worst navigational
situations you'd ever been in. A
a no-win scenario.
Well, I was your age,
um, or thereabouts, and
dare I say, perhaps
even a little reckless.
[LAUGHTER]
TITAN ENSIGN: Excuse me,
sir,
is this private?
No, no, no. Please,
- Come in.
- Come on.
It's okay.
Anywhere you like.
[SOFT, INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[SIGHS]
Look,
I get that you might think
that I might need this.
That this might make it all
better somehow.
But I don't.
And I-and I'm not saying this
to be harsh. I
You know, some people
need to be part of something,
- others don't.
- I think we all need
connection. Don't we?
I mean look around you.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
I grew up mostly on my own.
Sure, I had my mother, but
that's who I am.
Being on the outside
i-it suits me fine.
You found your thing,
and I found mine, and-and,
you know, that's all right, too.
So, if you think that
this is about a moment
that I need
I think maybe
I do.
BEVERLY: Three, two
[EXPLOSION]
BEVERLY: Whoa.
Hansen to biochemistry lab.
I have a substance I need
scanned immediately.
OFFICER [OVER COMM]:
Biochemistry lab has been shut down
to conserve power. May I suggest
you use your tricorder?
This needs more than
a tricorder. Open it up.
This is an emergency.
[GROWLS]
SEVEN OF NINE [OVER COMM]:
Commander Hansen to sickbay.
I need help on Deck 5, Corridor 8.
An officer's been killed.
Go.
And things are about to get a lot worse.
JACK: So
Other than this [LAUGHS]
what's the worst jam
you've ever been in?
The worst
Well, one involves your namesake.
Jack Crusher?
- Mm-hmm.
- You know, I always wondered
about that. I mean, I
I know my mother didn't hate you, but
naming me after her first husband
Jack Crusher was
once my very best friend
at the Academy.
And, uh,
truth be told, I would've
named you the same.
Jack was
Well, he and I
were on leave on Argelius IV,
and we meet these two
delightful young women.
- Oh, were they delightful?
- Delightful
and enthusiastic.
- [LAUGHS] Right.
- Well,
then Jack and I were unexpectedly
called back to the Stargazer,
but I had hatched a plan
to "borrow" a shuttle.
- You mean steal?
- No.
Borrow a shuttle to return
to Argelius briefly to
- Get laid.
- Hey.
We had an invitation.
- [LAUGHS]
- Anyway,
on our way back,
a micrometeoroid shower
hit the shuttle at high speed.
It wrecked us. Instantly, we were blind,
powerless, and running out of air.
We couldn't contact the ship because
You disabled the comms before you left,
so they didn't know
that you borrowed it.
We were dead in the water.
But we improvised a system.
Swap the remaining power
between docking thrusters
and life support.
Then we inched our way home.
No sensors,
no visuals.
Ten fucking grueling hours.
He and I in sync, though.
Him navigating,
me firing the thrusters,
simply hoping, until, finally,
we were home.
Did your mother already
tell you this story?
Actually, uh
What a harrowing tale of survival.
I'm sorry, I didn't mean
to interrupt family time.
I may be a little out of sorts.
Your mother's pretty liberal
with those pain meds.
But, uh, speaking
of harrowing stories
[GRUNTS]
Did your old man ever tell you
about the time that he and I first met?
USS Constance.
Stardate 44002.3.
Oh, come on. You must've heard about
the Battle of Wolf 359.
40 Federation starships
up against one Borg cube.
Yeah, I was just in engineering.
Just a a grease monkey.
And the next second
[MOUTHS]
It's like
it's like space itself was burning.
[EXPLOSIONS BOOMING]
50 of us made it down to the life deck.
But, uh-oh
there's just one life pod.
Ten seats.
Now, the thing is, we were
all friends,
they were all my Jack Crusher.
We weren't
we didn't fight over who
should live and who should die.
No, we we waited for orders.
And then, finally,
some lieutenant comes down,
and she just starts
pointing.
You, you,
and you.
Now she's pointing at me.
Why-why me?
I'm just some dipshit from Chicago.
Now I'm
lucky number ten.
She didn't count herself.
"Get in", she says, "that's an order".
I know, I know, I know.
I ask myself the same thing.
She make a mistake?
I'm sorry.
11,000 dead.
[PEOPLE SCREAMING]
Do you know where your old man was
on that day?
PICARD: I am Locutus of Borg.
SHAW: He was on that Borg cube,
setting the world on fire!
Forget about all that weird shit
on the Stargazer.
The real Borg
are still out there.
And they have a name for you.
Locutus of Borg.
The only Borg
so deadly
they gave him a goddamn name.
- All right, that's enough.
- No.
No.
It's all right.
I understand.
Computer. Arch.
Forgive me.
At some point,
asshole became a substitute for charm.
Hey, um, Admiral.
Look, what happened back there
you don't need to explain
yourself to me.
Thank you for your time, Jack.
It meant a lot to me.
BEVERLY: Jack. Jean-Luc.
There's a pattern.
It's building and building,
and it's going to crescendo.
- What are you talking about?
- This.
This-this gravity well we're in.
It's drawing in matter
and expelling energy, which means
somewhere in its center,
it is reconstituting the matter
it consumes into energy.
But energy is mathematical, logarithmic,
but the increasing intensity
and narrowing frequency of the waves
implies something else.
It's a countdown. Which
led me to track them,
just like contractions.
Contractions? You mean like a birth?
- Of what?
- I don't know.
But if it's anything like
these smaller waves,
once it hits, for us,
it will be over quickly.
Yeah. We need to be out
of here as soon as possible.
But we have no power.
We do when those waves hit.
You've seen the lights?
If we knew when those waves were coming,
maybe we could plug into them.
Get a little extra juice, and then
We could hitch a ride out of here.
This cannot work.
The wave's rolling right over the ship.
- We'd need to somehow sustain contact.
- Yes,
we need to move with the waves.
We divert all power to thrusters.
And if we fly fast enough, the waves
won't roll over us, they will absorb us.
We match speed with the wave,
use the energy drawn from it
and, Bob's your uncle, Fanny's
your aunt, we hightail it
out the nebula, away
from the gravity well,
away from that ship out there
- and away from our new friends the space babies.
- Jack.
- Space babies?
- BEVERLY: This nebula is a womb,
and we are swimming
in its amniotic fluid.
Now, we've encountered species before
life-forms that thrive
- in the vacuum of space.
- Farpoint.
- Exactly.
- Yeah, t-this is insane.
To get up to speed, we need to
fire thrusters, which will drain
- life support in minutes.
- PICARD: But it's possible
that we could absorb
some of that energy.
- Use it.
- What about the asteroid field that's out there?
We barely have enough sensors
to make it through that.
If one of those hits us,
we've lost the wave.
We navigate manually,
use the docking thrusters
to steer around them.
Like you did.
RIKER: I know that story, too, kid.
But this is not a two-man shuttle.
The amount of thought
and orchestration that
this would take
Starfleet protocol states
that we stay in place
and wait to be rescued.
No one is coming to rescue us, Will.
The power array will explode.
We wait and we die here of suffocation.
At least we will have
left something behind.
It's a wonderful idea, Jean-Luc.
But in a moment, a hundred
things could go wrong,
I cannot choose certain death.
BEVERLY: Deanna.
Deanna would say it's about trust.
Look where we are. Here.
All of us in this moment.
So let's do what we've spent
our entire lives
learning to be great at.
PICARD: We've been here before, Will.
If this is the end,
let's face it together.
Doing what we know we do best.
[SOFT CHUCKLE]
The nacelle covers are designed
to prevent the plasma conduits
from absorbing too much radiation.
So, if we could manually
open them, we might be able
to channel the energy from the wave
right down to the warp core.
Now, that could work.
All right, everybody?
Then let's get the hell out of here.
[THUNDER RUMBLES]
[SHIP WHIRRING]
[BOATSWAIN'S WHISTLE BLOWS]
RIKER: Crew of the USS Titan. This is
Acting Captain William Riker.
We have a plan to escape, but to do so,
we'll need to draw every ounce of power
that we have left on this ship.
We're gonna use these
energy waves to jump-start us.
I'm not gonna lie.
It's a hell of a risk.
Anything goes wrong, well
anything goes wrong,
we'll all know pretty quick.
I know many of you don't know me.
But like any captain,
I know something about you.
I'm only as effective as you are.
And I also know from experience
that if we all hang tight
and work together
we're gonna get through this.
PICARD: Captain Shaw.
I realize that I am the last person
you want to see right now,
but I need your help,
despite the fact that you are
indeed a dipshit from Chicago.
Nice.
Engineering can't leave their stations.
Too many repairs to the warp core.
- And
- SHAW: And you just realized
that in spite of the fancy
retrofit, the inner workings
of the nacelle shields
is over 20 years old
and none of these kids know
how to hot-wire them, so
We need an old grease monkey,
like yourself.
Hansen, give me five and
meet me at nacelle control.
BEVERLY: Five, four,
three, two
COMPUTER: Narrow-band
frequency reaching peak output.
Gravimetric frequencies
How we doing, doc?
At least one more.
Got it.
COMPUTER: Danger.
Nacelle control is exposed.
Danger. Nacelle control
SHAW: Torch.
Here.
You know, if that Changeling
really wanted to screw us,
best place to do it
mag
would be right here, right now.
You thinking what I'm thinking?
[SCOFFS] As much as I hate to admit it.
Commander Hansen to Captain Riker.
Copy that, Commander. Riker out.
What can I do to help?
I want you on the bridge
with your mother.
Shut down everything you can.
Transfer all power to thrusters.
Transfer sequence complete.
Diverting last remaining
power to main thrusters.
COMPUTER: All crew
to emergency safety zone.
All crew to emergency safety zone.
Warning: life deck is off-line.
Warning: life deck is off-line.
Only a few minutes
of life support left, Captain.
Everyone, take a deep breath
and hold it if you can.
SHAW: Shaw to bridge,
working on these nacelles.
I need a few more minutes
to get these covers open.
COMPUTER: Gravimetric
frequencies will collide.
Two minutes until the final wave.
Captain, you've got two minutes.
Well, seeing as you're the only one here
with any real experience flying blind,
Admiral
you have the conn.
Ensign La Forge
let's go home.
Bring us about, 2-2-5, mark 1-6.
Aft thrusters, one quarter power.
Ready our position to receive the wave.
SIDNEY: One quarter power. Aye, sir.
And good luck,
everyone.
Engage.
♪
♪
ESMAR: Thrusters firing
at 76%.
Siphon power from the comms array.
ESMAR: It worked, sir.
We're up to 81%.
Keep transferring to thrusters.
We must be at full power
if we're to catch this wave.
Riker to Seven.
Get those nacelle covers open
- or we can't warp.
- Almost there.
Next wave is our last chance.
Are you sure
the two of you can execute this alone?
We've got it. Working as fast as we can.
Nacelle one is open.
One more to go.
Commander Hansen, go make sure that
those manual locks are off.
[DOOR WHOOSHES OPEN]
Sir, I heard you could use a hand?
My father is Geordi La Forge.
You know, decorated
Starfleet engineer. Legend?
I can help.
Okay, kid. Hand me that torch.
One nacelle cover is open now.
If only one nacelle is exposed,
we'll be able to fly,
but not utilize warp, am I correct?
Yeah. Why?
Turn around.
Commander?
I said turn around.
There's some confusion here.
I-I was sent to help, Commander.
I specifically told Captain
Riker not to send anyone.
But Commander, it's me.
Commander what, La Forge?
Commander Hansen.
So, how'd you know?
Ensign La Forge always
calls me Commander Seven.
Out of respect.
Good call.
Thrusters still gaining power, sir.
Shaw, where are we
with that second nacelle?
[GRUNTS]
Open for business.
Second nacelle is open.
Hold on.
Multiple obstructions, dead ahead.
JACK: Asteroid field.
My contact sensors are down.
Jack, call out their positions.
JACK: Contact.
7,000 kilometers, bearing 224, mark 5.
Helm, aft thrusters,
- 15 degrees down.
- Aft thrusters
- Shut it off on my mark.
- SIDNEY: Aye, sir.
And now.
JACK: Contact. 3,000 kilometers,
bearing 114, mark 5.
Starboard thrusters, up 45 degrees.
SIDNEY: Aye, sir.
Hold on.
Four more seconds.
Trust me.
Shut it off.
Thrusters up to 98%, sir.
But there's nothing left to transfer.
Helm
transfer all power
from life support.
ESMAR: Life support off-line. Aye, sir.
- [ALARM SOUNDING]
- COMPUTER: Warning:
life support is off-line.
Warning: life support is off-line.
Warning: life support is off-line.
T'VEEN: Gravimetric detonation
in ten, nine, eight,
- seven, six,
- RIKER: Well, Beverly, it's all on you now.
five, four, three,
two, one.
The detonation should
be taking place now.
[GRUNTING]
We're in the wave.
It's charging us.
Systems coming back on line.
La Forge, gun it!
Stay inside!
- T'VEEN: We're experiencing
- Nacelle is losing drag
Firing antimatter phase
emitters to compensate.
Adjusting impulse engines
to match the cells' entropy.
Nacelles funneling power to the core,
warp drive coming back on line
in 90 seconds.
T'VEEN: Sir,
the nebula
it's changing.
MURA: Sirs,
contact: the Shrike.
Mark 0-1-9. Dead ahead.
There you are. There you are.
- Is our tractor beam operational?
- Aye, sir.
Then lock onto those coordinates.
Chase fast enough, hunt well enough
- Hold.
- open your jaw wide enough
and eventually the prey
runs right into the mouth
of the beast.
Fire keel thrusters.
Cut the beam.
[ALARM BLARING]
Stabilize!
Will, did you just throw an asteroid?
Goddamn right I did.
[SHARP EXHALE]
SIDNEY: The nebula is breaking up.
I think we should be able to warp soon.
♪
♪
"To seek out new life".
I think we should boldly
get the hell out of here.
Ensign La Forge?
Aye, Captain.
PICARD: You're only ever really as good
as those around you.
Your crew become a part of you.
Complete you.
They lift you up
to accomplish the things
you never could do alone.
Well, thank you.
And now, if you don't mind,
I think my haddock's getting cold.
- [LAUGHTER]
- JACK: Excuse me, Admiral.
You went on and on about your crew.
Your life in Starfleet.
Did you have a life outside of that?
What about a-a real family?
Young man,
Starfleet has been the only family
I have ever needed.
RIKER: You can't hide
from the pain by being alone.
I know we Well, I thought
being away was gonna be the
answer to all of our problems.
But after what we've
just been through
I'm just glad that everyone's okay.
That you're okay.
Well, something's different now.
I-I don't quite have the words yet
but we witnessed
a kind of birth here,
and it reminded me
that there's a whole
universe out there.
And it can be beautiful
and amazing.
You haven't said anything
as lovely as that in a very long time.
I know.
And that's on me.
And I'm sorry.
I'm gonna fix it.
With you.
Are you and Jean-Luc in trouble?
I don't know yet.
PICARD: Admiral's log,
stardate 78183.10.
We have managed to escape death
at the hands of our unknown enemy.
Although we're free, temporarily,
from the terror of the Shrike,
too many questions linger.
Who is this Vadic?
And what exactly does
she want with my son?
WHISPERING VOICE: Find
ECHOING VOICES: Jack. Jack
[WHISPERING VOICES]
Find me.
[SCREAMING]
Together soon
Jack.
Find me.
♪
♪
You got us into this.
You are gonna get us out.
Computer, transfer command.
Captain William Riker. Pro tem.
I am Captain Vadic.
You are harboring one Jack Crusher.
And we are taking him.
BEVERLY: That's no bounty
hunter ship. That's a warship.
If you're the son of Jean-Luc Picard,
there's a target on your back.
PICARD: Didn't he deserve
a chance to get to know me?
BEVERLY: I told him
who you were and where to find you.
He decided not to.
- You got a family, Riker?
- I have a wife and a daughter.
And I had a son.
Shaw may call you insubordinate
for helping your friends.
My dad wouldn't.
Go rest, Ensign.
Yes, Commander Seven.
- SEVEN OF NINE: We're leaking verterium.
- We have a saboteur.
JACK: His face it moved.
There's a Changeling on board.
SIDNEY: Sir, we're going right through.
PICARD: We must engage
and protect the ship.
RIKER: I am protecting this ship.
PICARD: I understand this instinct
- to be fearful of loss.
- You are out of line.
Cannot allow it to make us weak.
RIKER: Sit down, Admiral.
PICARD: It's not working!
We're out of options, Captain.
We fight or we die.
- Now!
- Fire everything we've got!
MURA: The Shrike it's retreating.
T'VEEN: We're sinking, Captain,
towards the gravity well.
RIKER: Remove yourself from the bridge.
You've just killed us all.
♪
[SOFT CHATTER]
["CAN'T BREAK AWAY FROM THA
GIRL" BY SLAM ALLEN PLAYING]
Well, I gave you my heart, now ♪
I thought I gave it too fast ♪
I didn't believe in my soul ♪
- [DOOR OPENS]
- [ENTRY BELL TINKLES]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
That your love was gonna last ♪
That's where I went wrong, now ♪
Oh. Thank you very much.
I got caught out there ♪
Oh, yes, I did ♪
CADET: Admiral Picard.
Sir.
I'm sorry, but
I've always wanted to ask you something
about your encounter with the Hirogen.
Your book just talks about
the diplomatic situation,
but we heard the Alpha
actually hunted you.
CADET 2: Did you ever find out
how they got to the quadrant?
CADET: Did Admiral Janeway
offer any advice?
So, I'm not really one
for telling stories.
We'd love to hear it
from the man himself.
Please?
How'd you get away?
Well [CLEARS THROAT]
fortunately for me,
Lieutenant Commander Worf
had cleverly constructed
a deadfall trap.
So when the Alpha advanced,
the hunter had been
turned into the prey.
[CHUCKLING]
You know, uh
there will be a time when
you will need to remember
that, no matter how bleak or unwinnable
a situation,
as long as you and your crew
remain steadfast in your dedication,
one to another,
you are never ever
without hope.
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
[SHIP CREAKING]
♪
[ALARM BLARING]
Our shields can't take
much more of this.
Pull power from other systems.
There's nothing to pull from, sir.
SIDNEY: Engines are down.
Every time I try
to engage, we hemorrhage.
Engineering sustained
critical damage during the attack.
Massive loss of power.
We're down to nine percent.
And the more systems we use,
the faster it depletes.
We're bleeding to death.
What if we divert everything
from the warp core?
Or the impulse reactors?
- Either way, we'd go into meltdown.
- Even temporarily?
We won't have the power
to reverse the process.
It's a chain reaction.
What about weapons, Mura?
Already at zero, sir.
[EXPLOSION]
And we're falling deeper and deeper
into the nebula's gravity well.
We're sinking.
ESMAR: All systems are
reaching critical minimums.
If we don't divert some power,
we will start losing
life support.
But if we pull any more power
from our engines,
there will be zero chance
we can fly out of here.
And if we divert everything,
what does that buy us?
Just a few hours, sir.
At best.
Divert as much power as
you can to life support.
Eliminate all non-essential functions.
Have the crew gather in common areas,
and shut everything else down.
Captain!
[RUMBLING]
- Report.
- Another bio-electrical wave.
Sir, that did a number on our shields.
If we don't lower them
in between impacts,
we're gonna lose them all together.
Lower shields.
[DOOR CHIMES]
- Come.
- [DOOR WHOOSHES OPEN]
[DOOR WHOOSHES SHUT]
- Will, I have an apology
- Admiral, I thought that you should know
- to make.
- I'm saying this to you as a courtesy.
- I was out of line.
- Stop.
The Titan's dead in the water.
We estimate about four hours
until the ship is crushed
by the gravity well.
But we'll probably have run out
of life support by then.
You were right before.
When we buried our son
I watched the coffin
being lowered into the ground.
It was only six feet,
but it was so dark.
It was like infinite emptiness.
And you and I have traveled
to the far reaches of space,
and yet there's nothing,
nothing that proved to me
that there is anything
after.
And I've tried to shake that.
[SIGHS]
Deanna, as you know,
feels everything.
But she couldn't live
with me feeling nothing.
And neither could I,
which is why I left and I came here.
I was running from this.
Only to find it again.
Well
This is the end, my friend.
And if I were you,
I'd take the next few hours
to get to know your son.
And to get your affairs in order.
I'm so sorry, Jean-Luc.
[DOOR WHOOSHES OPEN]
♪
♪
WOMAN [OVER P.A.]: All non-essential
engineering personnel,
please clear decks 14 through 16.
♪
SEVEN OF NINE: The Changeling
saboteur killed our transporter officer,
Ensign Foster,
days before Jack Crusher
encountered him
it in the nacelle control room.
It could look like anyone by now.
We have got to keep this quiet.
What?
The morale on this ship is already
There is a saboteur on this ship.
But to what end now?
If the Changeling's mission
was to help deliver Jack
to Vadic, it failed,
and there is no advantage
to crippling us any further.
If Vadic had wanted to come and get us,
she would've done it already.
Now, I'm not saying do nothing.
I'm saying
keep it quiet.
I could reinstate you,
but you remaining in an
unofficial capacity
could work to our advantage.
Understand?
Yes, Captain.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
RIKER: Good.
Go get the bastard.
BEVERLY: Seven,
six,
five,
four, three,
two, one.
[EXPLOSION]
That wasn't an asteroid.
- No, it wasn't.
- [DOOR WHOOSHES OPEN]
Beverly.
Before you say anything,
I can see what's going on. Are we
PICARD: Look,
I know that time is precious,
but do you think you could
give me a moment or two with Jack?
Of course I could.
- [DOOR CHIMES]
- SHAW: Don't come.
[DOOR CHIMES]
Don't come.
[DOOR CHIMES]
[SIGHS]
- Fine. Open.
- [DOOR WHOOSHES OPEN]
Hey, Hansen.
Bang-up job your heroes
are doing with my ship.
- Love the view.
- Can we talk?
- Officially? No.
- Unofficially?
No.
We have a problem.
There's a Changeling on board.
That's what kept us from warping away.
And judging by the state
of the corpse in sickbay,
it's been on the ship since before
we picked up Dr. Crusher and her son.
Something bigger is happening here.
And as much as it pains me,
we have got a major personnel problem,
and nobody knows this
ship better than you.
RIKER: Computer,
reference my personal records.
I want to record a private message
for Deanna Troi.
COMPUTER: Recording.
Proceed with message.
In the event
In the event that
the Titan is somehow
recovered
Deanna
I want you to know I-I
Deanna, I want you
COMPUTER: Recording paused.
COMPUTER: Holodeck program
Ten Forward activated.
This is a place of
real significance for me, but, uh,
- I don't suppose you've ever
- I haven't.
No.
Well, would you like
to have a drink with me?
Sure.
Well, I have something
from my own backyard.
Oh, yes.
And it's a it's a good year.
Uh, yeah, I've-I've
got to be honest,
I'm not really a wine guy.
Sorry.
Whiskey?
Preferably cheap and on the rocks.
Given the state of the ship,
- the holodeck's still open?
- Well,
it relies on a small independent,
uh, power cell for this very reason
so that in times of distress,
it can be a
kind of sanctuary.
Right.
Everyone crams in here
pretending it's some sort of
tropical paradise
while the ship implodes around them.
If you want to select
a different simulation
No, no, no, no. This fake
place is as good as any
to die in, I suppose.
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
I think we need to talk about
the elephant in the room.
Yes.
Of course.
The hair.
When did it go?
You're, uh, what, 23?
24?
Enjoy it while you can.
- [LAUGHS]
- You know, Jack, I would love to know
more about you. Your-your life.
Your childhood.
I mean, it's your call.
I don't really know where to begin.
Then perhaps you might tell me
the reason you decided not to know me.
Actually, there is, uh
There is something that
might be of interest to you.
[CHUCKLES] Given your travels. Um
We were on a medical
supply run to Matalas IV.
It's a-it's a vile place, a real dump.
I got stuck in a cargo hold
with this Andorian who
had a broken antenna.
It looked really painful,
so I tried to reset it for him.
Turns out it's-it's
mostly muscle and really sensitive,
so while I'm touching it
- [VOICE FADES OUT]
- ♪
♪
SHAW: Of all the stations
that a Changeling could infiltrate,
why transporter tech?
I don't know. I've never
encountered one before.
[SIGHS] They're goo-people.
Walking, talking clay-dough.
They can replicate a person
on sight alone.
Voice, mannerisms, s-speech
patterns, but that's it. You
Most of the time, you can tell.
Ask him a question that they
should know the answer to.
Simple question, wrong answer
boom, Changeling.
Yeah, but that would require
a huge amount of knowledge
about everyone in the crew.
Look, you and I
got off on the wrong foot.
I underestimated you. You have
great instincts,
you're a natural leader,
make a great captain one day.
Which is something
I totally would say
If you were a Changeling
and not just a dick.
Now you're starting to catch on.
But you were right.
500 people it's got
to be tough to snuff out
this asshole alone.
So, so
Maybe you get them to come to you.
How?
Bait them.
Steal their pot.
Pot?
I'm assuming you're not
referring to cannabis.
Sadly, no. I So,
it's hard for Changelings
to maintain their
non-goo false form,
and so, they have to
rest in a-in a
in a-in a pot, a vase, a
receptacle-thing.
Sometimes, they leave behind, like,
residue goo, like, resi-goo.
You get a sample of that, you upload it
to the computer, you have the ship
- scan for that son of a bitch.
- Thank you,
- Captain.
- [GRUNTS]
- Whatever.
- [DOOR WHOOSHES SHUT]
BEVERLY: Five, four,
three, two,
- one.
- [EXPLOSION]
♪
[CHUCKLES]
Resi-goo.
♪
Report.
Unfortunately, the starship
ferrying Jack Crusher
couldn't escape the center
of the gravity well.
Pursue.
No.
No, no, no, no.
That's not possible
with my ship's payload.
The portal device utilizes
gravimetric distortion
Pursue.
It is suicide.
It is suicide to refuse.
Obtain and deliver the asset.
All else is expendable.
Your ship. Your people.
You.
- I will pursue.
- Good.
Disengage portal system.
Goodbye.
Goodbye. [LAUGHS]
Goodbye
PICARD: Then I realized
that the Tamarians' language
was based on metaphor.
The lesson being, had he and I
given up our will to communicate,
we would both have been killed.
[LAUGHTER]
Well, I appreciated
this impromptu gathering,
but, um, my lunch.
Admiral, this isn't official record, but
I had heard mention once of an incident
with you and your friend, Jack Crusher,
a mishap on a shuttle.
You later went on
to say that it was one
of the worst navigational
situations you'd ever been in. A
a no-win scenario.
Well, I was your age,
um, or thereabouts, and
dare I say, perhaps
even a little reckless.
[LAUGHTER]
TITAN ENSIGN: Excuse me,
sir,
is this private?
No, no, no. Please,
- Come in.
- Come on.
It's okay.
Anywhere you like.
[SOFT, INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[SIGHS]
Look,
I get that you might think
that I might need this.
That this might make it all
better somehow.
But I don't.
And I-and I'm not saying this
to be harsh. I
You know, some people
need to be part of something,
- others don't.
- I think we all need
connection. Don't we?
I mean look around you.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
I grew up mostly on my own.
Sure, I had my mother, but
that's who I am.
Being on the outside
i-it suits me fine.
You found your thing,
and I found mine, and-and,
you know, that's all right, too.
So, if you think that
this is about a moment
that I need
I think maybe
I do.
BEVERLY: Three, two
[EXPLOSION]
BEVERLY: Whoa.
Hansen to biochemistry lab.
I have a substance I need
scanned immediately.
OFFICER [OVER COMM]:
Biochemistry lab has been shut down
to conserve power. May I suggest
you use your tricorder?
This needs more than
a tricorder. Open it up.
This is an emergency.
[GROWLS]
SEVEN OF NINE [OVER COMM]:
Commander Hansen to sickbay.
I need help on Deck 5, Corridor 8.
An officer's been killed.
Go.
And things are about to get a lot worse.
JACK: So
Other than this [LAUGHS]
what's the worst jam
you've ever been in?
The worst
Well, one involves your namesake.
Jack Crusher?
- Mm-hmm.
- You know, I always wondered
about that. I mean, I
I know my mother didn't hate you, but
naming me after her first husband
Jack Crusher was
once my very best friend
at the Academy.
And, uh,
truth be told, I would've
named you the same.
Jack was
Well, he and I
were on leave on Argelius IV,
and we meet these two
delightful young women.
- Oh, were they delightful?
- Delightful
and enthusiastic.
- [LAUGHS] Right.
- Well,
then Jack and I were unexpectedly
called back to the Stargazer,
but I had hatched a plan
to "borrow" a shuttle.
- You mean steal?
- No.
Borrow a shuttle to return
to Argelius briefly to
- Get laid.
- Hey.
We had an invitation.
- [LAUGHS]
- Anyway,
on our way back,
a micrometeoroid shower
hit the shuttle at high speed.
It wrecked us. Instantly, we were blind,
powerless, and running out of air.
We couldn't contact the ship because
You disabled the comms before you left,
so they didn't know
that you borrowed it.
We were dead in the water.
But we improvised a system.
Swap the remaining power
between docking thrusters
and life support.
Then we inched our way home.
No sensors,
no visuals.
Ten fucking grueling hours.
He and I in sync, though.
Him navigating,
me firing the thrusters,
simply hoping, until, finally,
we were home.
Did your mother already
tell you this story?
Actually, uh
What a harrowing tale of survival.
I'm sorry, I didn't mean
to interrupt family time.
I may be a little out of sorts.
Your mother's pretty liberal
with those pain meds.
But, uh, speaking
of harrowing stories
[GRUNTS]
Did your old man ever tell you
about the time that he and I first met?
USS Constance.
Stardate 44002.3.
Oh, come on. You must've heard about
the Battle of Wolf 359.
40 Federation starships
up against one Borg cube.
Yeah, I was just in engineering.
Just a a grease monkey.
And the next second
[MOUTHS]
It's like
it's like space itself was burning.
[EXPLOSIONS BOOMING]
50 of us made it down to the life deck.
But, uh-oh
there's just one life pod.
Ten seats.
Now, the thing is, we were
all friends,
they were all my Jack Crusher.
We weren't
we didn't fight over who
should live and who should die.
No, we we waited for orders.
And then, finally,
some lieutenant comes down,
and she just starts
pointing.
You, you,
and you.
Now she's pointing at me.
Why-why me?
I'm just some dipshit from Chicago.
Now I'm
lucky number ten.
She didn't count herself.
"Get in", she says, "that's an order".
I know, I know, I know.
I ask myself the same thing.
She make a mistake?
I'm sorry.
11,000 dead.
[PEOPLE SCREAMING]
Do you know where your old man was
on that day?
PICARD: I am Locutus of Borg.
SHAW: He was on that Borg cube,
setting the world on fire!
Forget about all that weird shit
on the Stargazer.
The real Borg
are still out there.
And they have a name for you.
Locutus of Borg.
The only Borg
so deadly
they gave him a goddamn name.
- All right, that's enough.
- No.
No.
It's all right.
I understand.
Computer. Arch.
Forgive me.
At some point,
asshole became a substitute for charm.
Hey, um, Admiral.
Look, what happened back there
you don't need to explain
yourself to me.
Thank you for your time, Jack.
It meant a lot to me.
BEVERLY: Jack. Jean-Luc.
There's a pattern.
It's building and building,
and it's going to crescendo.
- What are you talking about?
- This.
This-this gravity well we're in.
It's drawing in matter
and expelling energy, which means
somewhere in its center,
it is reconstituting the matter
it consumes into energy.
But energy is mathematical, logarithmic,
but the increasing intensity
and narrowing frequency of the waves
implies something else.
It's a countdown. Which
led me to track them,
just like contractions.
Contractions? You mean like a birth?
- Of what?
- I don't know.
But if it's anything like
these smaller waves,
once it hits, for us,
it will be over quickly.
Yeah. We need to be out
of here as soon as possible.
But we have no power.
We do when those waves hit.
You've seen the lights?
If we knew when those waves were coming,
maybe we could plug into them.
Get a little extra juice, and then
We could hitch a ride out of here.
This cannot work.
The wave's rolling right over the ship.
- We'd need to somehow sustain contact.
- Yes,
we need to move with the waves.
We divert all power to thrusters.
And if we fly fast enough, the waves
won't roll over us, they will absorb us.
We match speed with the wave,
use the energy drawn from it
and, Bob's your uncle, Fanny's
your aunt, we hightail it
out the nebula, away
from the gravity well,
away from that ship out there
- and away from our new friends the space babies.
- Jack.
- Space babies?
- BEVERLY: This nebula is a womb,
and we are swimming
in its amniotic fluid.
Now, we've encountered species before
life-forms that thrive
- in the vacuum of space.
- Farpoint.
- Exactly.
- Yeah, t-this is insane.
To get up to speed, we need to
fire thrusters, which will drain
- life support in minutes.
- PICARD: But it's possible
that we could absorb
some of that energy.
- Use it.
- What about the asteroid field that's out there?
We barely have enough sensors
to make it through that.
If one of those hits us,
we've lost the wave.
We navigate manually,
use the docking thrusters
to steer around them.
Like you did.
RIKER: I know that story, too, kid.
But this is not a two-man shuttle.
The amount of thought
and orchestration that
this would take
Starfleet protocol states
that we stay in place
and wait to be rescued.
No one is coming to rescue us, Will.
The power array will explode.
We wait and we die here of suffocation.
At least we will have
left something behind.
It's a wonderful idea, Jean-Luc.
But in a moment, a hundred
things could go wrong,
I cannot choose certain death.
BEVERLY: Deanna.
Deanna would say it's about trust.
Look where we are. Here.
All of us in this moment.
So let's do what we've spent
our entire lives
learning to be great at.
PICARD: We've been here before, Will.
If this is the end,
let's face it together.
Doing what we know we do best.
[SOFT CHUCKLE]
The nacelle covers are designed
to prevent the plasma conduits
from absorbing too much radiation.
So, if we could manually
open them, we might be able
to channel the energy from the wave
right down to the warp core.
Now, that could work.
All right, everybody?
Then let's get the hell out of here.
[THUNDER RUMBLES]
[SHIP WHIRRING]
[BOATSWAIN'S WHISTLE BLOWS]
RIKER: Crew of the USS Titan. This is
Acting Captain William Riker.
We have a plan to escape, but to do so,
we'll need to draw every ounce of power
that we have left on this ship.
We're gonna use these
energy waves to jump-start us.
I'm not gonna lie.
It's a hell of a risk.
Anything goes wrong, well
anything goes wrong,
we'll all know pretty quick.
I know many of you don't know me.
But like any captain,
I know something about you.
I'm only as effective as you are.
And I also know from experience
that if we all hang tight
and work together
we're gonna get through this.
PICARD: Captain Shaw.
I realize that I am the last person
you want to see right now,
but I need your help,
despite the fact that you are
indeed a dipshit from Chicago.
Nice.
Engineering can't leave their stations.
Too many repairs to the warp core.
- And
- SHAW: And you just realized
that in spite of the fancy
retrofit, the inner workings
of the nacelle shields
is over 20 years old
and none of these kids know
how to hot-wire them, so
We need an old grease monkey,
like yourself.
Hansen, give me five and
meet me at nacelle control.
BEVERLY: Five, four,
three, two
COMPUTER: Narrow-band
frequency reaching peak output.
Gravimetric frequencies
How we doing, doc?
At least one more.
Got it.
COMPUTER: Danger.
Nacelle control is exposed.
Danger. Nacelle control
SHAW: Torch.
Here.
You know, if that Changeling
really wanted to screw us,
best place to do it
mag
would be right here, right now.
You thinking what I'm thinking?
[SCOFFS] As much as I hate to admit it.
Commander Hansen to Captain Riker.
Copy that, Commander. Riker out.
What can I do to help?
I want you on the bridge
with your mother.
Shut down everything you can.
Transfer all power to thrusters.
Transfer sequence complete.
Diverting last remaining
power to main thrusters.
COMPUTER: All crew
to emergency safety zone.
All crew to emergency safety zone.
Warning: life deck is off-line.
Warning: life deck is off-line.
Only a few minutes
of life support left, Captain.
Everyone, take a deep breath
and hold it if you can.
SHAW: Shaw to bridge,
working on these nacelles.
I need a few more minutes
to get these covers open.
COMPUTER: Gravimetric
frequencies will collide.
Two minutes until the final wave.
Captain, you've got two minutes.
Well, seeing as you're the only one here
with any real experience flying blind,
Admiral
you have the conn.
Ensign La Forge
let's go home.
Bring us about, 2-2-5, mark 1-6.
Aft thrusters, one quarter power.
Ready our position to receive the wave.
SIDNEY: One quarter power. Aye, sir.
And good luck,
everyone.
Engage.
♪
♪
ESMAR: Thrusters firing
at 76%.
Siphon power from the comms array.
ESMAR: It worked, sir.
We're up to 81%.
Keep transferring to thrusters.
We must be at full power
if we're to catch this wave.
Riker to Seven.
Get those nacelle covers open
- or we can't warp.
- Almost there.
Next wave is our last chance.
Are you sure
the two of you can execute this alone?
We've got it. Working as fast as we can.
Nacelle one is open.
One more to go.
Commander Hansen, go make sure that
those manual locks are off.
[DOOR WHOOSHES OPEN]
Sir, I heard you could use a hand?
My father is Geordi La Forge.
You know, decorated
Starfleet engineer. Legend?
I can help.
Okay, kid. Hand me that torch.
One nacelle cover is open now.
If only one nacelle is exposed,
we'll be able to fly,
but not utilize warp, am I correct?
Yeah. Why?
Turn around.
Commander?
I said turn around.
There's some confusion here.
I-I was sent to help, Commander.
I specifically told Captain
Riker not to send anyone.
But Commander, it's me.
Commander what, La Forge?
Commander Hansen.
So, how'd you know?
Ensign La Forge always
calls me Commander Seven.
Out of respect.
Good call.
Thrusters still gaining power, sir.
Shaw, where are we
with that second nacelle?
[GRUNTS]
Open for business.
Second nacelle is open.
Hold on.
Multiple obstructions, dead ahead.
JACK: Asteroid field.
My contact sensors are down.
Jack, call out their positions.
JACK: Contact.
7,000 kilometers, bearing 224, mark 5.
Helm, aft thrusters,
- 15 degrees down.
- Aft thrusters
- Shut it off on my mark.
- SIDNEY: Aye, sir.
And now.
JACK: Contact. 3,000 kilometers,
bearing 114, mark 5.
Starboard thrusters, up 45 degrees.
SIDNEY: Aye, sir.
Hold on.
Four more seconds.
Trust me.
Shut it off.
Thrusters up to 98%, sir.
But there's nothing left to transfer.
Helm
transfer all power
from life support.
ESMAR: Life support off-line. Aye, sir.
- [ALARM SOUNDING]
- COMPUTER: Warning:
life support is off-line.
Warning: life support is off-line.
Warning: life support is off-line.
T'VEEN: Gravimetric detonation
in ten, nine, eight,
- seven, six,
- RIKER: Well, Beverly, it's all on you now.
five, four, three,
two, one.
The detonation should
be taking place now.
[GRUNTING]
We're in the wave.
It's charging us.
Systems coming back on line.
La Forge, gun it!
Stay inside!
- T'VEEN: We're experiencing
- Nacelle is losing drag
Firing antimatter phase
emitters to compensate.
Adjusting impulse engines
to match the cells' entropy.
Nacelles funneling power to the core,
warp drive coming back on line
in 90 seconds.
T'VEEN: Sir,
the nebula
it's changing.
MURA: Sirs,
contact: the Shrike.
Mark 0-1-9. Dead ahead.
There you are. There you are.
- Is our tractor beam operational?
- Aye, sir.
Then lock onto those coordinates.
Chase fast enough, hunt well enough
- Hold.
- open your jaw wide enough
and eventually the prey
runs right into the mouth
of the beast.
Fire keel thrusters.
Cut the beam.
[ALARM BLARING]
Stabilize!
Will, did you just throw an asteroid?
Goddamn right I did.
[SHARP EXHALE]
SIDNEY: The nebula is breaking up.
I think we should be able to warp soon.
♪
♪
"To seek out new life".
I think we should boldly
get the hell out of here.
Ensign La Forge?
Aye, Captain.
PICARD: You're only ever really as good
as those around you.
Your crew become a part of you.
Complete you.
They lift you up
to accomplish the things
you never could do alone.
Well, thank you.
And now, if you don't mind,
I think my haddock's getting cold.
- [LAUGHTER]
- JACK: Excuse me, Admiral.
You went on and on about your crew.
Your life in Starfleet.
Did you have a life outside of that?
What about a-a real family?
Young man,
Starfleet has been the only family
I have ever needed.
RIKER: You can't hide
from the pain by being alone.
I know we Well, I thought
being away was gonna be the
answer to all of our problems.
But after what we've
just been through
I'm just glad that everyone's okay.
That you're okay.
Well, something's different now.
I-I don't quite have the words yet
but we witnessed
a kind of birth here,
and it reminded me
that there's a whole
universe out there.
And it can be beautiful
and amazing.
You haven't said anything
as lovely as that in a very long time.
I know.
And that's on me.
And I'm sorry.
I'm gonna fix it.
With you.
Are you and Jean-Luc in trouble?
I don't know yet.
PICARD: Admiral's log,
stardate 78183.10.
We have managed to escape death
at the hands of our unknown enemy.
Although we're free, temporarily,
from the terror of the Shrike,
too many questions linger.
Who is this Vadic?
And what exactly does
she want with my son?
WHISPERING VOICE: Find
ECHOING VOICES: Jack. Jack
[WHISPERING VOICES]
Find me.
[SCREAMING]
Together soon
Jack.
Find me.