Star Trek: Lower Decks

Captain's log: the Cerritos is beginning a 12-hour warp,

en route to a planetary survey in the Kontaran system.

With little to do in this vacant stretch of space,

I've approved some much needed R and R for the crew.

I can't believe we all have the day off.

What should we do? Strategema tournament?

Oh, I can't. Dr. T'Ana

invited me to a thing on the holodeck.

I really need to get on her good side.

I can't tell if she likes me

or if she makes that face at everyone.

Oh, okay. Uh, Rutherford?

Hey, sorry, Billups has a new soup recipe he asked me

to try out and, after that, I promised Shaxs

I'd throw some pottery with him.

Jeez, what is this, commander hangout day?

Huh, guess it's just me and you.

I'm "with the captain" today.

- What do you mean? - Oh, she's been bugging me to do

some mother/daughter stuff, and I've been putting it off

forever, and now with this long haul,

she knows I've got no excuse.

All you guys are spending warp with a bridge buddy?

It's not a big deal.

Uh, yes, it is!

Socializing with a commander can be

a huge factor in getting a promotion.

Well, you've got 12 hours, why don't you rub some elbows

and make a new friend?

I wish I served on a ship

that had built-in social structures,

like with Binars or Klingons.

Um, have you ever been on a Klingon ship?

I don't think you'd like it.

They've been warping around the quadrant

for centuries. I bet their Lower Decks are

a lot nicer than you'd think.

- -

- - Come, M'ach.

Let us eat before the squirmiest gaghis devoured.

Do not speak of gagh.

Today I am tasked with scraping out

the worm barrels and replenishing their blood supply.

That is the worst.

I have combat training all day.

Save me a seat at lunch, unless I die an honorable death,

then someone else can have it.

Today will be a day of great honor for me.

I am filling in at the helm.

Yes, the honor is palpable.

Have you not noticed that Commander Togg

has been undermining the captain?

If so, then he should be killed.

Exactly, and stationed at the captain's side,

I will be the logical choice

to be the new first officer.

- - "Logical"?

Are you a Vulcan now?

Maybe you should trim your bangs and join a science vessel.

- Logical! -

Could you imagine serving with those bi'Hnuchs?

"Avoid death, and cower."

Would anyone care for a game of chess

when we are finished with our second duty shift?

No. I will be composing an arrangement for the lute,

which should take several hours.

I am available for chess.

- - Hmm.

I have detected an anomalous surge of metreon particles

in System 7743.8.

System 7743.8 is beyond our scanning range.

It would be, but I have implemented personal algorithms,

which increase our long range sensors.

T'Lyn.

Your assignment was to monitor tertiary impulse systems.

That is a redundant system.

I wanted to...

It is logical to improve our scanning capabilities,

instead of observing non-essential systems.

These readings are within acceptable parameters.

Correct. However, this region has never produced this type

of anomalous energy. Does that not seem... strange?

Anomalies, by definition, are strange.

Something about this feels off.

"Feels off"?

You have been spoken to about this before, T'Lyn.

It is illogical to ignore something

of statistical significance.

I must inform the captain.

She has lost all control.

Today is a good day to be a--

It is you who is dishonorable!

You dare spit lies on my ship?!

Coward! You hide behind

- the name of-- - I hide behind nothing!

Togg forgot what it means to be Klingon.

I need a loyal first officer,

a soldier of the empire who does not spit in the face of duty.

The job will go to whoever

impresses me most today.

Remove this.

I don't want that stench on my bridge.

I will take care of it, Captain.

Okay, let's snag a bridge buddy.

"Kimarnt, her head cloudy"?

Ah, thank you, Ensign...

Boimler. I took a little Tamarian at the Academy.

Ah, "Unzak and Vhila as children?"

Oh, uh, right, um--

"Karno, in the forest with... Mira."

It is hard to lose weight

when you can replicate any food you want!

No, no, no, that's not what I meant!

Dang it!

Aw, hey, Boimler. I didn't know you had a passion for pottery.

Uh, Kayshon and I didn't really mesh.

Since you have two bridge buddies,

I thought we could share?

Okie dokie!

Take your never-ending bonfire of rage

and bury it in the clay.

Get out of here, rage!

That's a neat pot, Lieutenant Shaxs-- did you learn

how to do that back on Bajor?

What did you just say?

I just asked if you learned how to throw pots on Bajor.

- No, no, no, no, no. - Oh, do we not talk about Bajor?

You think I had time

for anything other than resisting?!

Fighting fascism is a full-time job!

- Run! He's not kidding! - Aah!

Put it in the clay, Papa Bear. Put it in the clay.

I'm going to fight.

I'm going to get revenge. I'm...

going to a make a cute little ashtray

for my incense.

It's going to look like a puppy.

Ooh, a puppy.

Yes!

Good boy!

That is what we will do to enemy petaQs.

Drink to honor!

Captain, your targ is most impressive.

Like Kor's hound

at the Battle of Klach D'kel Brakt.

Oh, I'm surprised someone your age

knows of that glorious day.

Oh, it is one of my favorite slaughters.

We could sing a song about it, if--

The blood wine barrel runs low-- fetch us more.

- Yes, sir. -

Why would you modify already adequate long-range sensors,

when that is outside of your duties?

I had a gut feeling that increasing

our sensor range may prove illuminating.

And now you want to adjust our current heading

by 1.7 degrees, because of this...

"instinct."

The energy originated in a region

which has never experienced a comparable phenomenon.

To ignore it would be illogical.

Helm, adjust course to 577 mark 6.

Do not take my action as an endorsement

of your behavior.

You will spend the next two days in meditation.

No, I do not have time for that.

I have another project, which is nearing culmination.

T'Lyn, get ahold of yourself.

These outbursts will not be tolerated.

Two days: work on your self-control.

Through silent meditation.

Captain, I believe that I could modify the-- - Beliefs,

feelings, instincts.

You are behaving like a child.

You were right, Dr. T.

This is amazing!

Ah, nothing like clawing your way up the side

of a giant, hard piece of earth to feel alive.

Boimler! What are you doing up here?

Just wanted to catch up in the old hover boots and see

if you guys needed a climbing partner-- Hi, Dr. T'Ana.

You didn't bring any gear?

Well, uh, I-I-I have the shirt and, uh, you know, the boots.

- -

Good thing safety protocols are on.

They-they are on, right?

I don't know. Sure.

Ow, ow, ow!

Hmm.

Why would you tell an entire shift

I get bad cramps?!

You were on duty!

Your commanding officers have to know any medical issues

that could impact the mission!

Billups doesn't need to know!

He's not good with that stuff, it freaked him out!

If I had to dance around everything that freaks out