Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What the hell are you doing on my ship?

So, how can I help?

how this damn drive works

There shouldn't be any flickering. No, not work.

I still don't give a damn.

prepare for rapid decompression.

You didn't send our coordinates to your buyers.

Any idea where he is?

Door's locked from the inside.

* So, Mista Funkmaster...

he went his own way. Bugs, no loyalty.

Whoever you are, drop your weapons.

that you could leave me to rot in a Klingon prison

You geniuses have just condemned your crewmates

Petunia, I've been screwed over since the day I was born.

TYLER: Everyone, hey!

You ask me that question every single time.

Volatile encryption.

: You guys have fun!

just coming over to see...

I won't ask you again, Mudd.

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh. Not you, old man.

Easy, Burnham, I get it.

So, if any of you are planning on

I find him... intriguing.

Well, that was new.

Mudd hid the ship inside the creature

Mr. Saru? I don't understand, sir.

You got something?

COMPUTER: Cargo bay airlock,

* Looka shorty got back

I can't stop Mudd alone, Burnham.

on the next go-around.

really miss killing you.

And I've never cared.

I checked the officer's manifest.

It's regarding Lieutenant Stamets. It's urgent.

Starships have power-redundant relays.

As we perform our daily responsibilities,

I'm a really good dancer.

Captain Mudd, the alien ship is hailing.

if you wanted to dance.

in any way at all,

Computer? COMPUTER: Working.

is what's special about this ship.

so... gloriously unpredictable.

COMPUTER: Accessed.

I can't watch you

Vulcans don't party. What about the Shenzhou?

Mean. How much you mean... to me.

marred by-- oh, how should we say--

please report to the bridge.

...we are being hailed by the Klingons.

Hmm? You can forget about that deal I made with Lorca.

As science specialist, I'm the most qualified

You probably should have disarmed them, as well.

Finding either of them

between you and death?

Saved by the bell.

We all died. Many times.