Star Trek: Strange New Worlds

Previously onStar Trek: Strange New Worlds...

Pelia's on shore leave, so you, you want to call in Spock again?

It's nothing I can't handle.

There is never any reason

to do something alone when you need help.

Yeah, but what if there is?

It's easy to get mad at people who seem

better than me.

Blame them for things.

Try to bring 'em down a peg.

Luckily, I had a head for engineering.

The Griffin.

This ship presents many scientific contradictions.

T'Pring.

But the illusion was powered

by my own memories.

My own beliefs.

That anchored me.

Brought me back to logic.

Science officer's log.

Stardate 3019.4.

Enterprise has been heading towards Vulcan,

where I had planned to spend time studying logic.

However, due to pirate activity in the sector,

Starfleet has ordered us to reduce our speed

and help ensure Rizonian space is safe for travel.

Lieutenant Scott, on the other hand, is eager to see

if ships are needed for transportation at all.

I'm not saying we don't need 'em.

I'm just saying we could transport further than we do.

Like a lot further.

Your latest simulation suggests

a possibly successful transport of 27,000 kilometers.

2,000 kilometers further

than the farthest long-distance transport ever achieved.

Aye, but I want to hit 30.

Multiple ships are within 27,000 kilometers,

which would still be an impressive distance.

The USS Witmere is 29,647 kilometers away.

It has to be the Witmere.

Deck Eight, Crew Quarters B37.

Home of Declan Milder.

- Declan Milder? - Yep.

Is he not the engineer responsible

for the longest transport on record?

Oh, you've heard of him, have you?

He was also valedictorian of my class at the Academy.

Beat me by a 16th of a point.

Pelia was so nice to him.

They're the same kind of bananas, you know?

Which is why I have to send him

the furthest transported object in history.

Is this the reason why you wish to send that?

Oh. That would be Little Ricky.

My brothers used to hide him in my room

to scare the stuffing out of me.

I had him with me at the Academy.

When Declan sees it, he'll wet hisself.

If you will excuse me, Lieutenant, I...

must meet La'An for calisthenics.

Of course. Um...

But I will need your help later.

If that's okay.

I do not understand.

You are canceling our dance session again.

I'm sorry.

I must admit, I am disappointed.

I was looking forward to our practice.

I find it helps me focus.

My mind has not been easy to quiet lately.

And Mr. Scott has not been helpful.

Scotty?

Mm.

But I understand.

I've also been struggling since...

The Griffin.

We never discussed it.

I should have been there for you

after what happened with James Kirk.

I am sorry.

No.

No, it's okay.

I-I didn't come to you either.

We've been heading in different directions for a while now.

What are you suggesting?

Spock.

There's no tragedy in a romance reaching its natural conclusion.

I have no regrets.

Neither should you.

I do not.

You need to focus on yourself right now. We both do.

I know you'll find another way to quiet your mind.

- Captain.

I've received reports of recent Orion pirate activity

on our current route.

Not a concern, Number One.

Not even a small one?

Maybe extra shields?

Alert the Alpha Crew?

What's going on?

I finally have my new chair.

Your new chair?

Not a concern because you have a new chair?

Engineering just installed it an hour ago.

Watch this.

Pelia designed it herself.

It's fully biometric and the first of its kind in Starfleet.

I can run different parts of the ship

with just the touch of my hand.

And some voice controls, of course.

- - Oh.

You hear that?

That hum says,

"I am Captain Pike,

captain of the starship Enterprise."

That hum says all that, huh?

Logic is the rhythm of your katra.

Logic is the rhythm of your katra.

Spock...

I only know that you are not T'Pring.

We can fix that, Spock.

Logic is the rhythm of your katra.

Logic is the rhythm of your katra.

Una, please do not!

Captain! Help!

Logic is the rhythm...

I am sorry recent events

on the "ghost ship,"

as you put it, were so challenging for you.

What I faced was my own fear.

Logic showed me a way through that confrontation, but barely.

I had planned to reengage my studies on Vulcan,

- but we are delayed. - So I am the next best thing?

Yes, well...

I hope this call does not offend.

It does not.

Our relationship ended because you wanted

to explore your human side.

But now your ability to call on logic is diminished.

Perhaps a good place to begin is what you did for Kal Rekk.

Kal Rekk.

The Vulcan day of solitude and atonement.

That is coming up soon, is it not?

It is not.

It passed. A fortnight ago.

Mr. Spock. Little Ricky

is ready to fly.

I will be there soon, Lieutenant.

I do not know who

"Little Ricky" is,

but have you considered, perhaps,

your struggle with logic could stem

from serving on a ship of chaos?

A fair question.

Another reason it might be helpful for us

to continue our discussion.

I must return to Vulcan.

Your current route will pass by me.

If you provide transit...

against my better judgment,

I will aid you in further discussion of logic.

I would be grateful, T'Pring.

I have a further request.

I will only return to your ship if you assure me:

no high jinks of any kind.

I shall do my best.

Your lack of a promise is very Vulcan.

Final relay buoy set, Lieutenant.

Excellent, Lieutenant.

That should give us the boost we need.

You may want to get back here now.

Your, uh, friend T'Pring

just arrived a few minutes ago.

Understood.

Setting course for Enterprise.

And we are setting course to make transporter history.

Ah.

Let's make Declan Milder question his intelligence.

And self-worth.

Oh, dear.

Lieutenant Spock to Enterprise.

Can anyone read me?

Scotty.

Lieutenant Spock toEnterprise.

- -

Hello?

- Captain? Hello?

Oh, God.

What happened?

Uh...

: Uh...

Um...

Spock.

Space.

The final frontier.

These are the voyages of the starshipEnterprise.

Its five-year mission:

to explore strange new worlds...

...to seek out new life

and new civilizations...