Star Trek: Discovery

A ship in trouble making a forced landing, sir.

It comes from the Talos star group.

Their call letters check with a survey expedition.

My name is Christopher Pike,

commander of the space vehicleEnterprise.

Our destination is the Talos star group.

There's a canyon to the left.

We can set you down there completely unobserved.

I think it's time to show the captain our secret.

This is Vina.

Her parents are dead. She was born almost as we crashed.

This is all some sort of trap.

Are you real?

Perhaps they made me out of dreams you've forgotten.

Is there any way I can keep them from probing my mind,

from using my thoughts against me?

I can't help but love you.

Let's get back to the ship.

I can't.

I can't go with you.

Personal log, Captain Christopher Pike.

Stardate 1532.9.

Still no word from Commander Burnham,

but I know she won't give up

until she finds her brother Spock.

As much as it pains me to think the worst

of any Starfleet division,

I do hope she locates him before Section 31 does.

...is restricted to all unauthorized personnel

until further notice.

It is critical Lieutenant Spock

be apprehended as soon as possible.

And by fleeing with her brother,

Commander Burnham has committed yet another act of mutiny.

I accept full responsibility for our security lapse.

As you should. Spock's foreknowledge

of these signals appearing around the galaxy

and his interactions with the Red Angel

constitute vital intelligence.

Are you tracking their shuttle?

We had a lock on its trajectory for only minutes

before it was lost.

Burnham disabled her transponder.

She's smart.

I expect she'll obscure her warp signature

to keep us from regaining a trace.

She can't hide forever.

Spock's in need of vital medical intervention.

That limits their potential destinations.

Any chance of you getting us a list

of off-planet Vulcan medical facilities?

Control's threat-analysis system will prioritize those.

Any other suggestions?

- I believe that we should... - I was asking Captain Georgiou.

Since you asked, I would put out

a Federation-wide alert for Burnham's shuttle,

but exclude Discovery.

Exclude Discovery?

- Why? - We don't want

personal entanglements complicating the search.

If Burnham were to reach out to anyone,

it would be Pike.

Let's listen for it but not tip our hand.

Excellent observation.

Captain Leland, you have an agent on Captain Pike's ship?

- Specialist Tyler is on board, yes. - Good.

Because if Burnham communicates with Discovery,

we need to know.

Keep us informed.

All of this reliance on

computerized threat analysis bothers me.

In my universe, the artificial intelligence

took orders from me, not the other way around.

Really?

And how did that work out for you?

Why don't you whip up a good reason for Discovery

to stand down and relay the orders to them,

since you're on a roll.

Encryption protocol verification

has been ordered for all...

We'll find Spock and Burnham, of course,

and they'll have a lovely time answering many, many questions.

In the meantime, since you

felt it necessary to destroy that probe,

we'd like you to comb through the debris field

to find any remains that could help us understand

what it was made from

and why it accessed your computers.

That kind of thing.

Are you sure Commander Burnham

received the hails from your ship and that she deliberately

- ignored them? - Why would I lie?

Michael always has a logical motivation for her actions.

Believe me, I know her well.

No matter how you may feel about her,

she is aiding and abetting a murder suspect.

Who also happens to be her brother.

There are many different approaches here.

The Discovery can be a more valuable asset.

Discovery's value lies in gathering more intel

on the probe.

Oh, and if Burnham checks in,

we need to know immediately, okay?

I'm really busy.

All right. My tolerance for discretion has worn very thin.

What, exactly, is your relationship

with Michael Burnham?

It's 100% professional, sir.

And has that always been the case?

Mr. Tyler,

you and I have been through a lot together recently.

I'm giving you the benefit of the doubt,

and I'm asking that you do the same with me.

I was in love with Michael,

and she was... not entirely disinterested in me.

But I violated her trust.

I wasn't the person she thought I was, so she... moved on.

I apologize, Mr. Tyler, but...

I'm responsible for a lot of lives here.

Your feelings could impact our mission.

They won't.

Permission to be excused, Captain.

One of 11 planetary bodies,

Talos IV was a warp-capable M-Class planet

with a thriving population,

until several thousand years ago,

when nuclear war caused a near-extinction-level event.

A small population of the indigenous species remains,

possessing susceptive psychogenic abilities.

Travel within the Talos system is prohibited by Starfleet.

We're approaching Talos IV.

Whatever it is you're looking for, I hope we find it.

Warning. Now entering restricted space.

Warning.

Shuttle entering critical orbit.

Correct course.

Computer, reverse starboard impulse engine

and engage warp drive.

Spock! It's a black hole.

We'll be crushed.

Structural failure in five seconds.

Four. Three.

Two. One.

Was that an illusion?

No, it was a test.

We're really on the other side of

the looking glass now, aren't we?

*STAR TREK: DISCOVERY* Season 02 Episode 08

Episode Title : "If Memory Serves"

Sync corrections by srjanapala

So, uh, not much has changed.

Should feel pretty familiar.

More or less.

Anyway, I think we should, uh,

take full advantage of this opportunity.

You wouldn't believe how much personal time I have saved up.

Yes, I would.

You spent every waking moment in your lab,

weekends, nights.

Great, so, uh, looks like your memory's fully intact.

That's good news.

I was hoping the first time you saw him

would be, uh... I don't know, I...

I'm just glad we're together.

Look, I'm gonna make a formal request

to have Tyler's quarters moved to a different deck.

There's no reason you should have to see his face every day.

Here we are. Home.

Airiam, how we doing on the datacore audit?

The probe used multiple SQL injections,

but I've yet to find any compromised files.

The list of facilities you asked for, Captain.

That's more than I thought.

All right, start with the Quiliam Station in Beta Quadrant

and work your way around.

Quiliam?

That's a Vulcan hospital.

You're looking for Spock and Burnham?

Georgiou made it pretty clear

we were to concentrate on collecting debris from the probe.

And we are. The crew is on task. Ensign Tilly,

care to bring Specialist Tyler up to speed

- on our probe search? - Oh, yes, sir.

Come into my office.

What's up?

Okay, so, this is your Class-C mid-embrace

with a very unpleasant and time-traversing cephalopod.

- What's that? - Like a squid.

Here you are post-self-destruct.

And so far, we have reclaimed one metric ton of material,

all of which is from your shuttle.

There are no probe parts.

- How is that possible? - We don't know.

Point is, we're doing our job.

If Section 31 wants us to stay stationary, so be it,

but I won't ignore a crisis involving my officers.

Atmosphere: 18% oxygen,

75% nitrogen,

4.6% carbon dioxide.

Temperature: 24 degrees Celsius.