Star Trek: Picard

See.

And... raise.

: Hmm.

Call.

I will take two, please.

You have a tell.

That is impossible, sir.

Every now and then,

you dilate your left pupil...

ostentatiously, I might add...

in an effort to cheat me

into thinking that you have a tell.

But your true tell is you don't have one.

When your eyes are neutral,

that's when I know you're bluffing.

Mm. Now that you've told me that, Captain,

I am confused about which deception to employ.

Fifty.

Fifty?

That's everything I have.

I can see that, Captain.

Do you wish to call or fold?

Let's behave like civilized men.

Milk?

No, thank you, sir.

Sugar?

No, thank you, sir.

Why are you stalling, Captain?

I don't want the game to end.

I'm all in.

Strange.

I didn't know

we were on course to Mars.

This isn't right.

Oh, Number One.

It's all right, boy.

Hey, it's all right.

It's all right.

I love how they do that.

So, what are we celebrating?

Guess.

Use those famous Xahean instincts.

Okay. You have...

a secret.

A happy secret.

No way.

I got into Daystrom.

: Dahj!

You're amazing.

Thank you.

Robotics or, uh...?

Dude, I'm a fellow in Artificial Intelligence

and Quantum Consciousness.

Wow, that's...

: That's pretty, that's pretty cool.

Wow.

I might even be able to sit with you in the cafeteria.

Um, maybe. I don't know.

No?

More wine?

Something better.

Surprise me.

Wines.

Dahj,

your replicator menus are tragic.

Vanilla

and... vanilla.

Of course.

No! No! No!

Speak English!

Where are the rest of you? Where are you from?

I-I don't know...

Where are you from?

I'm from Seattle. I...

We can get it later. Knock her out.

No, no!

She's activating! She's activ...

Ah...

Hmm.

Number One, what do you have?

You mean whom does he have.

Our little assassin.

Well, even assassins need a bath sometime.

Laris heard you talking in your sleep last night.

Did I say anything of interest?

No, you talked rubbish.

But you're not sleeping.

Bad dreams?

The dreams are lovely.

It's the waking up that I'm beginning to resent.

Ah, no melancholy.

Today's a big day.

Now, go and get your breakfast.

You know, I am beginning to regret

that I ever allowed myself to be talked into doing this.

He won't take breakfast from me.

Old dogs.

Which one?

Mm.

Tea.

Earl Grey. Decaf.

So, are we all ready?

Oh, are you doing an interview as well, Zhaban?

You know, sometimes you talk to me

as if I were a benign old codger.

"Codger"?

Somewhere between a coot and geezer, I believe.

Ooh, the first one just arrived.

Go and get dressed, Your Highness.

And don't forget to wash your hands.

Ten years, still have to remind you.

Yeah. That's the one.Yeah. I like that.

Extremely dignified, sir.

Look at this knot. It's ridiculous.

Well, maybe.

But I want to keep my job.

I know you're nervous.

I am not nervous.

The past is the past.

Now.

Much better.Huh.

Yeah.

Oh, the drama.

You went over the terms with them?

Three times, sir.

She assured me she will not inquire

about your separation from Starfleet.

: Yeah. After so long,

sometimes I worry you've forgotten what you did,

who you are.

Laris, I... We... have not.

Now go.

And, sir?

Be the captain they remember.

While Captain of Starfleet's Flags hip Enterprise,

he was hailed as one of our galaxy's

most intrepid explorers,

a skilled diplomat,

military strategist,

humanitarian and author

of many widely-praised works of historical analysis.

He joins us on the anniversary of the Romulan supernova

to discuss his role in those tragic events.

I have the rare honor of introducing.

Admiral Jean-Luc Picard.

Retired. You've never agreed

to an interview before, so thank you

for inviting the galaxy into your study.

Oh, less crowded than I thought.

Well... today is a solemn day.

It is a day of memories.

Raising awareness

of the supernova's lingering impact

is work that I am extremely passionate about.

Let's explore that.

When you first learned that