Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

for what they like to call "training exercises."

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

Consider yourself lucky to have skipped the Temporal Wars.

I have seen our future.

Lead me to my death, Angel Michael.

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

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

It's not that cut and dry.

Then armies of evil assembled against us,

Perhaps even today.

You're still very much alive today.

I want to know what is happening inside of it.

I already know that.

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

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

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

-You may find it informative. -How exciting.

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

Providing Commander Burnham can answer a question for me.

I'm not sure if you heard, but

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

registry number 971014...

I know Michael.

[door whooshes shut]

-[device beeping] -[grunting]

Maybe you should have studied up on doors a little

Saru. Come to see me off?

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

No. He doesn't.

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

Care to make a wager?

Not to worry. We've sent out fleet ships

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

What the hell is this?

Made sometime after the crash.

Feels like much longer.

It was bringing the crew together.

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

and according to your files, you hesitated last time.

You want to set that loose on your ship?

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

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

the doctors petitioned the Federation for euthanasia.

That confirms intelligence we have already received.

I'm picking up a li--

encircled us with guile and wile, a then unknown,