Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah, but he-he doesn't get to decide what's good for me.

I know Michael.

That's what I wanted to talk to you about.

Not to worry. We've sent out fleet ships

I have no doubt you are a man of many resources,

Feels like much longer.

I have seen our future.

No matter what they are, we can talk about them.

the doctors petitioned the Federation for euthanasia.

registry number 971014...

Has to have been at least a few years before the Burn.

I-I'm surprised you know it at all.

You want to set that loose on your ship?

Then armies of evil assembled against us,

When I'm finished, he will wish he were dead,

encircled us with guile and wile, a then unknown,

Maybe you should have studied up on doors a little

it was the Vahar'ai,wasn't it?

You're still very much alive today.

No. He doesn't.

That confirms intelligence we have already received.

and according to your files, you hesitated last time.

as much from you as I learned from our prime Georgiou.

Well, if it isn't Saru's walking command blunder.

It's not that cut and dry.

Made sometime after the crash.

It was bringing the crew together.

I already know that.

Perhaps even today.

to function in the time in which they're created.

If you do not mind talking on the move, Mr. Booker.

Lead me to my death, Angel Michael.

Just you and me and whatever's waiting for you on that planet.

What the hell is this?

for what they like to call "training exercises."

that child, now a woman, was there to defend us.

-You may find it informative. -How exciting.

Providing Commander Burnham can answer a question for me.

I'm picking up a li--

Care to make a wager?

I want to know what is happening inside of it.

I'm not sure if you heard, but

Saru. Come to see me off?

Consider yourself lucky to have skipped the Temporal Wars.

-[device beeping] -[grunting]

[door whooshes shut]