I Think I Can Help You with This

Michael :

So... we are going to talk about what happened back there. 

You could have gotten us killed. 

Evil Georgiou :

Don't you think I know that? 

Michael :

Then tell me what's going on. 

….You don't know, do you? 

Philippa, how long has this been happening? 

Evil Georgiou :

A couple of weeks. 

And it's getting more severe. 

Michael :

You could have come to me. 

I could have helped. 

Evil Georgiou :

Until I understand What's Going On, 

there's nothing to ask for. 

Michael :

That's not True. 

Discovery is filled with People... 

Evil Georgiou :

You will tell no one. 

Michael :

This isn't The Terran Universe. 

A Vulnerability 

is not a Death Sentence. 

You're Not Alone. 

We'll get through this. 

Trust Me. 

Evil Georgiou :

I remember another Michael Burnham 

telling me to Trust Her. 

She looked just as sincere as you do now. 

And we know how that ended. 

Paul :

…..You're talking to yourself. 

….I don't think you're crazy, 

for what it's worth. 

But I'm... curious. 

Adira Tal :

…You won't believe me. 

Paul :

You have no idea what goes on around here. 

Adira Tal :

Okay. Let me just say 

there's no head injuries. 

Okay. I was talking 

to my boyfriend. He's Trill. 

I got My Symbiont from him. 

When he died. 

Paul :

Um... My Understanding of Trill is that... 

you're supposed to be carrying his memories, not... 

Adira Tal :

His Soul? Yeah, I-I don't know how it happened this way, either. 

Maybe because we were so close. 

Paul :

Well, I'm, um... filling in 

the blanks a bit, 

but it sounds like you're holding onto someone you love. 

And I did that with Hugh 

while he was gone. 

Before he died, I thought of Life and Death as this linear thing with a distinct Beginning and End. 

And now I know 

Life will always surprise me.

 So... if you tell me that 

he's still with you... 

What's His Name…? 

Adira Tal :

Gray.

Paul :

 Gray. I Believe You. 

Adira Tal :

He... Says I need to make friends. 

But I don't know. 

Paul :

Well, he realises you have a lot to Give. 

Adira Tal :

What, you think I have something to give? 

Paul :

Are you kidding?

You can accomplish things none of us can even imagine. 

Including me, and I've imagined 

more than most. 

Adira Tal :

You're kind of, like, The Bomb, huh? 

Paul :

I was until you showed up. 

Gray :

I Like This Guy. 

Adira Tal :

He, um... He says He Likes You. 

Paul :

Well, he's clearly A Genius. 

Gray and Adira both laugh

She examines the spore drive implant on his forearm.

Adira Tal :

I think I can help you with this.

•••••

Dr. Culber : 

So we have Adira to thank for this? 

Paul :

God, I hated those things. 

Dr. Culber : 

I hated them more. 

Paul :

It's amazing. And she's only 16. 

She trusted me today. 

Dr. Culber : 

And that's bad, why? 

Paul :

Because I've never had time 

to be a tween's confidante. 

Dr. Culber : 

Paul. She's not gonna invite you 

to her slumber party. 

Why do you think you reached out to her today? 

Paul :

Because she's brilliant and... 

seemed to have 

a hard time 

with people 

or doing anything besides work. 

Dr. Culber : 

Remind you of anyone? 

Paul :

And... because she loves 

someone who died. 

But isn't gone. 

I never... ever thought I'd meet anyone who knew what that was like. 

And... I guess I'm grateful to her. 

And I want to help her somehow. 

And she has no idea. 

Dr. Culber : 

So tell her.

Feed The Wolf Inside

Holo Security Officer : 

Our scans picked you out right away. 

A rigorous debrief is protocol for Terrans. 

Holo Security Officer 2 : 

We also know You're a Murderer in at least TWO Universes. 

Don't look at Him. Look at Us. 

Holo Security Officer :

So, this will be your second universe, your third timeline. 

Depends on how you look at it. 

Evil Georgiou :

I like to look at it like this -- 

Holo Security Officer 2 :

Why are you blinking? 

Evil Georgiou :

Why aren't you? 

Holo Security Officer :

What was Your Connection to Control? 

Evil Georgiou :

We Dated. 

Holo Security Officer 2 :

All Terrans are Duplicitous by Their Biology. 

Evil Georgiou :

Or Biplicitous by Our Duology. 

Holo Security Officer :

Neither "ology" has anything to do with it. 

You may not be aware, but in the past hundred years, 

We've discovered a chimeric strain on the subatomic level in The Terran stem cell. 

Evil Georgiou :

Silly Holo. You cannot rattle me 

by introducing a completely fabricated biological component 

to My Nastiness and Inherently Bad Behavior. 

I'm Extremely WICKED, even for a Terran. 

Holo Security Officer :

Who are you? 

Evil Georgiou :

What if You're NOT A Holo? 

Make her stop. 

Evil Georgiou :

What if You're A Human programmed 

to THINK He's A Holo? 

( Chuckles ) 

Big Glasses :

You broke My Holos. 

Evil Georgiou :

Blinking at their harmonic rate disrupts the holo protocols, 

creating a reference loop that shuts them down. 

Upgrade Your Programs and Stop Wasting My Time.

 

Why are You Wearing Glasses? 

Big Glasses :

Um, they make me look smarter. 

I Like 'em. 

Evil Georgiou :

....I MIGHT Decide to Like You -- 

Debrief as You Will. 

Big Glasses :

You're Curious about My Badge. 

Evil Georgiou :

I'm Bored. 

I Thought I could break it down for parts. 

Big Glasses :

Play with it. 

He removes his badge and rank insignia 

from his uniform, tossing it over and across the desk -- 

She CRUSHES it in her fist, 

letting it drop onto the desk and roll onto the floor, 

as a tight ball of twisted metal.

Big Glasses :

It's clear, Emperor, what you're capable of. 

What's NOT Clear to Me is 

Why You chose to come here. 

Evil Georgiou :

I Have a Curious Nature. 

Big Glasses :

Really? April 5 is My Birthday. 

A Terran Holy Day. April 5, 2063... 

first-ever contact between Terrans and a Vulcan survey ship. 

But then, Your People slaughtered everybody on board. 

Evil Georgiou :

Vulcans need to learn to stay in Their Lane sometimes. 

And it's not like it's a HIGH Holy Day. 

Big Glasses :

I've been fascinated by 

Terran History and Methodology

since I was a boy.

 

There are VERY FEW species 

that DO Things simply to DO them. 

Evil Georgiou :

We're mostly untroubled by pesky motivations. 

Except for Revenge. We Do Like That One. 

Big Glasses :

It seems you've created An Empire 

based on The Maxim, 

"Because We FEEL Like It." 

So WHY would you EVER join a Starfleet Crew? 

If you simply wanted 

to butcher them, You would have. 

Evil Georgiou :

Much as I enjoy being fetishized... and I Do... 

I'll Answer Your Questions if You Answer Mine first. 

Big Glasses :

No, You won't really do that. 

Evil Georgiou :

Correct. 

Big Glasses :

And even if You Did, You'd Lie. 

So the only way I'll glean ANY Information 

is via The Questions You Ask ME. 

So, please : -- 

Evil Georgiou :

Who's REALLY in Charge now? 

The Burn appeared to have been 

quite the humbling experience for The Federation. 

Who was responsible? 

Big Glasses :

That's Two Questions. 

Pick one. 

.....There are conflicting theories, 

but no hard proof pointing at any one particular Bad Guy. 

Evil Georgiou :

Sounds like The Federation lost a step. Or five. 

Big Glasses :

And yet it endures. Unlike The Terran Empire, which fell centuries ago. 

Were you aware that the distance between our two universes 

started expanding sometime after your departure? 

There hasn't been a single crossing in over 500 years. 

You didn't know that, did you? You're all alone now. 

Evil Georgiou :

I think... You and The Federation are afraid. 

Because whoever DID this must be Merciless. 

A Threat to Whatever or Whomever you hold Dear. 

The Weakness of People is generally Other People... isn't it? 

Big Glasses :

You're Not Wrong. 

But that could also explain 

Why You'd fall in line with Discovery. 

There's A Person on The Crew... 

You Care About, isn't there? 

The Fight

Thank you for doing this, sir. 

I know it didn't go the way that you hoped. 

Sir. We made a decision together, 

and we are living with it together. 

The fact that you reminded us of that 

and reminded us who we are to each other, that — 

I think that's Leadership.

Skeletor :

"I am NOT Nice.

But, uh... uh, tell me more about 

this "Christmas" [of which You Speak]....

Little Boy :

Well... it's a WONDERFUL Time of The Year!

Everyone has LOTS of Fun..!!

Skeletor :

"You mean, they get 

in FIGHTS...?"

Children :

No..!! [ YES.] 

Skeletor :

Fights are Fun..!! 

I LIKE Fights!!

Little Girl :

....and you give each other presents...!!

Skeletor :

...and when you open them, 

they EXPLODE, right..??

[ Sometimes, yes…. The People, not The Gifts.]

Little Girl :

No!! They're NICE Gifts..!!

Skeletor :

"NICE!?! 

Doesn't sound like 

much FUN, to me....!"

Capt. Saru :

Uh, sit, please. 

I gave the rest of the crew the evening off to recuperate. 

But I asked all of you here 

because we work most closely 

and have not had a moment. 

In fact, we have lost quite a few. 

Almost every culture has a ritual 

that gathers its moments 

when it can, holds them dear. 

A time to take the measure of loved ones 

and what we have all accomplished together. 

( Silverware clanks ) 

Ah. Hmm. 

We made A Choice a millennium ago 

to follow Commander Burnham. 

I will never forget what I heard 

as I stood before each of you 

as you cast your vote. 

It was not unlike... 

A Small Prayer. 

I ask that we repeat that now. 

Evil Georgiou :

Must we really? 

Capt. Saru :

Yes, we must. 

Evil Georgiou :

( Scoffs ) 

Capt. Saru :

Lieutenant Detmer, 

Do you remember what you said? 

Lt. Detmer :

I said "Aye." 

I said, "Aye." 

Aye. 

Aye. 

Aye. 

Aye. 

Aye, sir. 

Aye. 

Aye. 

Aye. 

Evil Georgiou :

I never said "Aye." 

But... I'm here. 

Capt. Saru :

( Raise glass to propose a Toast — Clears throat ) 

Aye. 

All: 

Aye. 

Linus: 

Is that droog-beetle pie? 

( Sniffs ) 

Mmm. 

Dr. Culber: 

What is going on between you two? 

Stammets :

I don't know. Nothing. 

Capt. Saru :

This reminds me of 

Harvest on Kaminar. 

Siranna and I would work from sunup until after sun fall, 

gathering and drying 

our seasonal kelp crops. 

Our Family would then dine together under the full moon. 

Evil Georgiou :

Kelp dries in the sun. 

An existential crisis. 

Is there some dessert? 

Dr. Culber: 

Is that a haiku? 

Evil Georgiou :

(impressed)

…Yes. 

Dr. Culber: 

Emperor Georgiou. 

Feasting on the finest cuts. 

Snarfs cookies on the down-low —

I screwed up the last line. 

( All laugh ) 

Capt. Saru :

No matter. Hear! Hear! 

Haiku? Oh. 

I puked... upon... 

No. No. 

... the Tellarite ambassador 

once at Thanksgiving. 

( All groan ) 

Yeah. 

It was an actual diplomatic crisis. 

Okay, this is not 

what I want to hear at dinner. 

I mean, who raised you people? 

Get Detmer to do one. 

No. No, I don't want to... 

Come on. Try. Try. 

Detmer: 

No. Okay. 

( Clears throat ) 

( Detmer exhales ) 

The drones can't get Stamets' blood 

off the med bay floor... 

No. Wait. 

No one can clean Stamets' blood... 

( Laughing ) 

( Exhales ) 

Okay, I've got it. I've got it. 

No one can get Stamets' blood... 

Oh, shoot. No, wait. 

Wait, wait, wait. 

( Laughs ): 

Stamets' blood is so red. 

Lieutenant. 

No, I've got it now. I've got it. 

It's five, seven, five, right? 

I don't think this is... 

It's a poem. 

It's uncalled for. Officers. 

My life is not a joke for the dinner table. 

I wasn't trying to make a joke. 

I was back at work within a few hours of being injured.

 We wouldn't have gotten anywhere near Earth if it weren't for me. 

You're not the only one to move this ship. I'm The Pilot. 

We move it. 

I never said it was just me. 

Detmer: 

You think you're the only essential personnel on this vessel. 

Look at you. It's written all over you. 

Lieutenant. 

Detmer: 

You want to fly this monster? 

Actually be responsible for every single person every single day, 

or do you just want to be 

the when-he-feels-like-it superhero 

and have everybody kiss your ass? 

The reality is I'm the only one who can make the jumps. 

I flew us into the future. 

I landed this ship. 

I landed Discovery. 

Stamets: 

Yes, and we barely survived. 

Tilly: 

Oh, my God. Stop it! 

You guys are both acting 

like complete assholes. 

Ensign Tilly. 

Why don't we all just take a breath? 

Tilly :

You guys think you have 

the market cornered on pain? 

All of our sacrifices, 

all of our experiences 

and our work, 

it matters. 

The only way we're gonna through this is as a crew. 

Stamets :

I have work to do. 

( Door whooshes open ) 

You did land this monster. 

He should be thanking you. 

Keyla. Keyla? 

Uh... 

( Clears throat ) 

Evil Georgiou: 

Well, at least the wine was good. 

( She gets up, taking it with her, because she’s evil. )

( Door whooshes open )

TRUE NORTH

EXT. HILLTOP - FRESH WATER FARM - SUNSET 
The loveliest spot on the farm. A beautiful view of the house, barns, river, fields and hills beyond. A gravestone stands in the shade of a soaring oak tree covered with Spanish moss. It reads: 

ELIZABETH PUTNAM MARTIN 1738-1773 

Above her name is a carving of the night sky, at the center of which is the NORTH STAR, steady and guiding. 

Martin approaches. 
He gives himself a moment to look at the grave. 
A soft wind blows some dry leaves along the ground. 
Martin turns his head, as if listening to spoken words. 

PUSH IN on the North Star on the gravestone. 

MARGARET (V.O.) 

That's her, the North Star... 

DISSOLVE TO: INT. GIRLS' BEDROOM - NIGHT 

Martin stands in the doorway, unobserved, while Margaret and Susan look out the window at the night sky. 

MARGARET 

... you start from the front two stars of the Big Dipper and count up five fingers lengths... that's right... there. Susan gazes up at the North Star. The girls notice Martin and climb into bed. He puts a chair against Susan's bed and kisses her. He pulls a blanket up around Margaret, who whispers: 

MARGARET 

It helps her to know Mother's there. Martin nods with a thin smile, kisses Margaret, picks up his candle and walks out. 

INT. BOYS' BEDROOM - NIGHT 

Martin enters, finding William asleep on the floor and Nathan and Samuel both asleep in their beds. He lifts William into bed, takes a slingshot from Nathan's hand. Samuel looks up, three-quarters asleep, murmuring: 

SAMUEL 

Mail, papa...

MARTIN I know. He tucks in Samuel and walks out.

INT. THE NURSERY - NIGHT

Georgie is in his bed, back in his nightclothes again. He tosses and turns in his sleep. Mary Poppins sits next to him. 

MARY POPPINS

It’s alright, Georgie, it’s alright. You were been having a nice sort of nightmare, I must say.

Mary Poppins turns on his bedside lamp.

GEORGIE

You were right, Mary Poppins! A cover is not the book! We thought they were nice, but they were mean!

MARY POPPINS

Whatever are you talking about?

GEORGIE

They tried to take Gillie!

MARY POPPINS

Gillie is right here, sleeping - as you should be.

She moves the giraffe next to Georgie.

GEORGIE

But it was real! 

They stole all our things, and the wolf said we were never going to see our home again.

MARY POPPINS

That’s absurd.

Mary Poppins stands goes to shut the window. She sees Jack cycling away outside, he waves up to her as he goes. John and Annabel climb out of their beds, awake as well. 

JOHN

But I had a nightmare like that, too.

ANNABEL(Turning on light:)

So did I. It seemed awfully real.

GEORGIE

I don’t want to lose our home.

Georgie moves over and sits on Annabel’s bed, cuddling Gillie.

JOHN

You see, Georgie? 

That’s why we wanted mother’s bowl; we were going to sell it to save the house.

GEORGIE(After a beat.)

I miss mother.

The room falls silent. 

Something flickers ever so briefly in Mary Poppins’ eyes, and then she speaks.

MARY POPPINS

Listen to the three of you. 

You’re all worrying far too much. 

After all, you can’t lose what you’ve never lost.

GEORGIE

I don’t understand.

"THE PLACE WHERE LOST THINGS GO"MARY POPPINS

DO YOU EVER LIE AWAKE AT NIGHT

JUST BETWEEN THE DARK AND THE MORNING LIGHT

SEARCHING FOR THE THINGS YOU USED TO KNOW

LOOKING FOR THE PLACE WHERE THE LOST THINGS GODO YOU EVER DREAM OR REMINISCE?

WONDERING WHERE TO FIND WHAT YOU TRULY MISS

WELL MAYBE ALL THOSE THINGS THAT YOU LOVE SO

ARE WAITING IN THE PLACE WHERE THE LOST THINGS GO

MEMORIES YOU'VE SHARED

GONE FOR GOOD YOU FEARED

THEY'RE ALL AROUND YOU STILL

THOUGH THEY'VE DISAPPEARED

NOTHING'S REALLY LEFTOR LOST WITHOUT A TRACE

NOTHING'S GONE FOREVER

ONLY OUT OF PLACE...

Mary Poppins puts John back to bed and tucks him in. 

She tucks Annabel into her bed.

SO MAYBE NOW THE DISH AND MY BEST SPOON

ARE PLAYING HIDE AND SEEK JUST BEHIND THE MOON

WAITING THERE UNTIL IT'S TIME TO SHOW

SPRING IS LIKE THAT NOW, FAR BENEATH THE SNOW

HIDING IN THE PLACE WHERE THE LOST THINGS GO

Mary Poppins takes Georgie’s hand and leads him back to bed.

Now, time to get some sleep. And in the morning, bright and early, we’ll take that bowl to my cousin and have it mended.(She tucks Georgie in.)

TIME TO CLOSE YOUR EYES

SO SLEEP CAN COME AROUND

FOR WHEN YOU DREAM, YOU'LL FIND

ALL THAT'S LOST IS FOUND

MAYBE ON THE MOON

OR MAYBE SOMEWHERE NEW

MAYBE ALL YOU'RE MISSING LIVES INSIDE OF YOU...

SO, WHEN YOU NEED HER TOUCH AND LOVING GAZE

GONE BUT NOT FORGOTTEN IS THE PERFECT PHRASE

Mary Poppins walks over to the window, looking out toward a bright star in the night sky. 

SMILING FROM A STAR THAT SHE MAKES GLOW

TRUST SHE'S ALWAYS THERE, WATCHING AS YOU GROW

FIND HER IN THE PLACE WHERE THE LOST THINGS GO

Mary Poppins walks out of the nursery, closing the pocket doors that lead to her room. Annabel, gets up, crossing to look out the window at the star. 

After a moment, she turns to go back to bed, but then she notices the bowl on the mantelpiece. She peers at it, her eyes growing wide.

ANNABEL

(Quiet wonder:)

John... look! Mary Poppins’ scarf. It wasn’t a dream after all... 

John crosses to Annabel’s side. She points at the carriage on the bowl; Mary Poppins' scarf is tied around the broken wheel. John is amazed.

JOHN

Shall we tell her?

ANNABEL

We’d better not. I expect she already knows

Michael Burn ‘em :

Burnham to Discovery.

I'm setting coordinates for the Beta Quadrant, Terralysium, 930 years from this launch point.

That should take us where we need to go.

 

 

Commander, the quantum fluctuations within the wormhole make it difficult to track your position using standard sensors.

How do you intend to guide us through? 

 

I'll send A Signal.

The sixth signal.

Like The North Star, that's what this is.

You can follow it to me on The Other side.

Copy, Commander.

I'm approaching the briefing room now.

Copy that, Captain.

- Standing by to assist.

- Thank you, Number One.

 

(DOOR WHOOSHES OPEN) (SCREAMS) (GRUNTING) 

Your algorithm was the easiest to predict.

You would want fast access to the ship's two most valuable assets.

The Data is in the spore console.

 

 

(BOTH YELL) (LOCKS DOOR) You think This Cage will hold me? 

 

(PIKE GRUNTS)

 

What if we transfer the antimatter to antimatter pods? 

 

Too risky.

 

 

You sure you can't reprogram the guidance system? (EXPLOSION) I've tried.

This thing is gonna blow in 90 seconds.

There's an emergency lever for the blast door.

I can bring it down manually, from the inside, and seal off the rest of the ship.

- No.

 

We are Out of Time.

That Last Light will change, this torpedo will blow, and everyone on The Bridge, maybe everyone on This Ship, will die.

 

 

And if you do this, you die.

This is My Ship, My Responsibility.

 

 

This isn't where Your Story ends.

And I think you know that.

If I'm meant for a different future, this thing can't possibly go off with me in here.

Maybe not.

But how many people will pay the price if you're wrong? Kat Go.

It's time.

And, Chris whatever your path may be, you can handle it.

(BEEPING RAPIDLY) Discovery to Enterprise, are you all right? We're okay.

But we lost the admiral.

 

 

SARU: 

Burnham, we are running out of time.

Okay, it's time to go, Spock.

Get back to Discovery.

 

 

Michael, I cannot.

 

 

What? 

 

When my vessel was hit My engines are disabled.

 

 

Discovery can lock onto you with a tractor beam.

 

 

There is no time.

And even if there were, they would need to lower their shields to bring me aboard, and they will not survive doing so.

Not in this battle.

Not with the amount of damage that ship has already sustained.

You must go.

 

 

I just got you back.

I don't want to let go.

 

 

Neither do I.

I already lost you once.

 

 

You never Lost Me, Michael.

As A Child, I was Truly Lost.

The Path of My Father, The Path of My Mother.

You came into our lives and you taught me it was possible to travel both.

You Found Me.

You Saved Me.

 

 

That wasn't me.

That was always in you.

 

 

You are My Balance, Michael, you always have been, and I am afraid that I will not find it again without you.

 

 

Okay.

Listen to Me.

Listen to Me, Little Brother.

This is the last advice I'll ever be able to give you.

There is a Whole Galaxy out there full of people who will reach for you.

You Have to LET Them.

Find that person who seems farthest from you, and reach for them.

Reach for them.

Let them guide you.

 

 

I will.

I only wish I could be certain of your safety.

 

 

(SIGHS) 

You will.

(CHUCKLES) (SNIFFLES) 

I'll send the last signal.

I'll send it through The Wormhole when we get to The Other Side.

 

 

I will Watch The Stars for it.

 

(GRUNTING) 

 

Oh, enough with the tantrum already.

Let's end this now, shall we? You should know I've magnetized the spore cube.

 

 

Enjoy.

(WHIRRING) (DISTORTED ALARM AND CHATTER) 

 

SPOCK (OVER COMM): Spock to Enterprise.

My shuttle's engines are disabled.

I will not be returning to Discovery.

Hold your position.

We'll transport you out.

 

 

Commander Saru, how are your shields? 

Ensign Tilly, where are we? Almost there.

(POWERING UP) (PANTING) 

Somebody owes me a beer.

We are good to go, sir.

Shields back up to 40%.

 

More than enough, Captain.

 

PIKE (OVER COMM): 

Stand by to transport, Spock.

 

 

(SPEAKING VULCAN) Michael.

 

 

I Love You, Too, Brother.

 

 

(CRYING) 

Commander Burnham, on your mark.

 

 

Burnham to Discovery.

Let's Go.

Lieutenant Detmer, full power.

 

 

Follow our signal.

(PANTING) All vessels, aim at 3-mark-5-mark-2.

Clear a path.

 

 

Goodbye, Captain Pike.

 

 

Goodbye, my friends.

My Family.

 

 

We're on our way, Paul.

We're on our way.

 

 

This does not end here.

 

 

Actually, it does, and it's going to hurt.

And I'd like to hear you scream now.

 

 

(SCREAMING) 

No! (GIGGLES) 

 

Captain, they're all Dead in The Water.

Open fire.

 

 

Georgiou to Bridge.

I'm in Engineering.

Leland is Dead.

Control is Neutralized.

 

SARU: 

Copy, Commander.

We are on our way.

(SOFTLY): Go.

Go, go.