Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

AIRIAM: I'm so sorry.

Yes, he said he needs distance.

A future in which all sentient life

has ever collected on artificial intelligence.

In ultraviolet.

Burnhams idea help?

for that which is beyond your control.

Apparently it is.

came directly from Starfleet Command.

- What have I done? - What have you done?

to carry out a secret mission with fugitives,

Okay. Lets begin.

Mr. Bryce, contact Starfleet Command.

PIKE: Burnham, that's an order.

If you have any ideas.

I'm gonna send you your favorite memory, okay? Look at it.

I'll delete whatever she managed to upload.

(guttural groaning)

Why escape at all?

decryption help.

But were coming home.

Did you recently leave a psychiatric facility

- to my face. - PATAR: Captain Pike,

It can destroy all other sentient life in the galaxy.

As she was a hologram, I now understand why.

is to lose the battle in advance.

Perhaps there is a significance in them

Its entirely out of character.

Kind of lucky you get to delete everything you want to forget.

it anticipates what well do.

to stand beside me.

- Injuries? - OWOSEKUN: Five, sir.

Nen lhómek i sk ávdu tsífuzin.

we have yet to understand.

(door whooshes open)

DETMER: I can't shake these Blade Mines, Captain.

AIRIAM: I'd like you

Someone reprogrammed the mines. I can't shut them off.

Good luck, everyone. Dismissed.

Standing by to beam you out.

Its Admiral Patar.

I've got this. And they need you.

My apologies, Admiral. Captain.

(door whooshes open, shut)

I don't like to listen to myself talk when I have an audience.

Pull up defense schematics, please.

You seemed quite upset.

And I adore you, too. (laughs)

to take my pawn.

Any idea how many guards to expect?

and I, uh, hacked into...

Lieutenant Spock, do you intend to be truthful with me today?

If I could do that, I probably wouldn't recognize my mother.