04x10 - Tomorrow's Enterprise

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Previously on
Star Trek: Strange New Worlds...

It's just a lot of pressure.

I mean, I'm 22.
I've barely done anything

worth admiring yet.

Hailing frequencies open,
Captain.

How am I supposed to have fun
when I know

I have to become this
universally known,

super-translating, unflappable,

hardworking badass?

Our job puts us up against death
more than is fair.

PIKE:
For courage under fire,

I am pleased to award you

with a b*ttlefield promotion
to lieutenant, junior grade.

♪♪

UHURA:
Personal log. Stardate 2873.2.

The Starfleet Protocols
Refresher course was, well,

refreshing.

I've returned to Enterprise
in time to take part

in an unusual mission.

We're on the edge
of a white hole,

a unique and rare occurrence.

Our job is to send a probe
inside the white hole

and to listen to what
is in the center.

A moment I'm looking forward to,

if I can get
to the bridge in time.

SCOTTY:
Welcome home, Lieutenant.

Um, now that you're back,
I was wondering if, maybe,

you might possibly enjoy getting
a drink or something sometime?

Sorry, Scotty, I'm due back
on the bridge. Talk later?

Yeah.

UHURA: Life has this way of
constantly trying to interrupt you

when you're trying
to get the job done.

♪♪

[clears throat] Captain.

Good to have you back.

You'll update me
on all the new protocols later?

I'd love to, but I have to
review them myself first.

UNA:
I wouldn't mind hearing as well.

ORTEGAS: Nerds. You only live
for tomorrow's potential assignment.

UHURA: You never know
what's going to happen next.

I want to be ready.

PIKE: Speaking of our
current assignment, Ortegas,

how close are you trying to
get us to our new friend here?

ORTEGAS: You know
how rare white holes are?

I'm thinking
up close and personal.

Spock, what range do we need

to get Starfleet
what they're asking for?

SPOCK:
Sensors are already within range

to collect enough data
to test the theory

that white holes are
the other side of black holes.

PIKE:
So, stay put.

Anyone ever tell you
you're no fun?

SPOCK:
You do.

[garbled music playing
over comms]

Uh, Captain, I...

-Red alert. Shields up.
-Aye, sir.

Shield's at 40% and dropping.

-Controls not responding.
-Scotty, talk to me.

SCOTTY:
Damage to the warp core.

Gonna need a tick
to get her back on her feet.

Make it happen.
Spock, what were those things?

SPOCK:
Unclear. They are out

of sensor range
but holding us in position

with some form of tractor beam.

So, we're a sitting duck
and we can't see a thing.

Is it a Tuesday?
Feels like a Tuesday.

But we can hear, Captain.

Before we were hit,

I heard a signal coming
from inside the white hole.

-What was it?
-UHURA: Music.

-It could be a language.
-If you have theories, tell us.

SCOTTY:
Get back to your seat.

There's an energy buildup
inside the...

-Uhura, no! Uhura!
-Scotty.

-Scotty, are you all right?
-Been better.

Inertial dampeners
aren't responding.

Warp core needs more juice.
Anything you need?

I... No.

No, I...

just wanted to make sure
you're all right. Carry on.

PIKE:
Nyota.

What is it?

-I...
-PIKE: You're bleeding.

-Are you all right?
-Um...

Permission to go
to sickbay, Captain?

[trilling, beeping]

No sign of concussion.

I heard Scotty screaming.

He mentioned my name.

[sighs]
I believe Mr. Scott is fine.

Relatively speaking. He's...
running all over the ship

rerouting power to the warp core.

I guess I'm fine.

Must've just gotten my bell rung.

CHAPEL: Yeah, we really
need to get you to play

our weekly card game.

-You're a terrible liar.
-[laughs]

We would clean up.

You keep mentioning that.

It's not an enticing invite.

M'BENGA:
It gets better.

-Spend time with others...
-[hypospray whirs]

You can learn things.

CHAPEL:
This is for the pain.

Ain't nothing I can do
for that terrible poker face.

M'BENGA:
Bed rest.

One full shift.

Doctor's orders.

[sighs]

[computer chirps]

COMPUTER: Scanning
for anomalous signals complete.

No anomalous signals found.

Restarting signal scan
of white hole.

SCOTTY:
Uhura, no!

Uhura!

[gasping]

COMPUTER: Scanning for
anomalous signals complete.

No anomalous signals found.

Restarting signal scan
of white hole.

Uhura to security.

You heard Scotty calling Mayday,

and you were injured?

It was happening, but...

it hadn't happened yet.

Not that I remember. I...

It was just for a second,
I felt...

Realities shifting.

Metal taste in your mouth?

Vertigo?

Dislocation?
Crushing need to pee?

I'm glad I called you.

This could be
your first experience

with a temporal incident.

Time... stuff?

Are you sure?

But you know the specifics.

Keep the circle of temporal
variance as small as possible

to not change timelines.

Yeah, it's just...

Scotty's in danger in the future.

-Oh, you don't know that.
-I know what I heard.

Nyota, any of these missions
could be our last.

This may sound cold, but...

trying to change the future
can only make things worse.

You know what's not in the book?

Time travel is heartbreaking.

The only day we have is today.

So, you let this go, Nyota, okay?

La'An.

It's Scotty.

If he's in danger, we have to do
whatever we can to help him.

-Whenever it happens...
-That's out of the question.

We never even
had this conversation.

Which means I never told you

that locating the target
of the distress call

might provide you
with more information.

[trilling]

[buzzing]

Okay. [sighs]



Yeah.

[trilling]

COMPUTER: Anomalous
communications signal detected.

Starfleet comms scan. Yes.

This is Lieutenant Nyota Uhura

of the USS Enterprise.
Do you copy?

UHURA [over comms]: I'm
Nyota Uhura of the USS Enterprise.

Okay. Hallucinating
my own... voice.

-How hard did I hit my head?
-You're not hallucinating.

And I'm not hallucinating.

I think we might be
the same person.

That's impossible.

And yet, somehow
we're here talking.

Listen.

Scotty's in danger.

I think we have to work together
to try and save him,

and we may not have much time.

PIKE:
Space.

The final frontier.

These are the voyages
of the starship Enterprise.

Its five-year mission:

to explore strange new worlds...

to seek out new life

and new civilizations...

to boldly go
where no one has gone before.

♪

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UHURA:
Personal log. Stardate 2876.2.

We retrofitted a shuttle,

and if the captain gives
final approval,

we are about to set off
on a mission

to explore the inside
of a newly formed black hole.

Dangerous? Yes,

but I've been trying not to
think too much about tomorrow.

You worried about the mission?

I triple-checked the numbers.

You know I'd never let
anything happen to you, huh?

Oh, no kissing on the bridge.

Obviously.
We're in the turbolift.

Or on mission. No distractions.

Okay, but...
do we have to stay hidden?

-[door whooshes open]
-Okay.

Okay.

SCOTTY: Shuttlecraft
flight plan, Captain.

Thank you, Mr. Scott.

Lieutenant Uhura,
I heard last night's game

was one for the record books.

You were missed, Captain.

I'm still trying to figure out
the correct amount

of distance between
a captain and his crew.

[chuckles] I'm not sure
you're supposed to say

that part out loud.

In any case, the good doctor

has been eagerly awaiting
your arrival.

Settle a bet for us, Lieutenant?

I did not make a wager,
Dr. Boyce.

Semantics.

I merely suggested my hand
should have been sufficient

to close out
our weekly poker game.

And that your behavior
strongly implied

you did not believe
you would win.

Ah, is that what happened?

Poker is not just a math game.
It's also...

A mind game. Let yesterday go.

KIRK: The key to a
good bluff, Mr. Spock,

is never knowing if it was one.

Mm-hmm.

Humans.

I reviewed these earlier.

It's an excellent opportunity,
I'll give you that,

but there's no one on board
who can do the kind of flying

that this experiment requires.

Which is why I invited
the best pilot in Starfleet

to join you.
You're welcome.

Report to Shuttle Bay Two.
Mission approved.

SCOTTY: I like Boyce and
McCoy, but I still prefer the weeks

-when M'Benga's on board, you know?
-UHURA: Joseph is spending

more and more time on Vulcan.

Christine thinks he may end up
transferring there permanently.

Sounds like Bones
will be taking over full-time.

SCOTTY [sighs]:
Well, nothing stays the same.

-That is the one thing I do know.
-Mm.

Well, well, well.
[laughs]

Flyboy.

Grease monkey.

-Love the hair.
-You, too.

[sighs]

[sighs]
Okay, lovebirds, let's go.

-What?
-Not us.

Vámonos.

[sighs]

COMPUTER:
All personnel stand clear.

Shuttle door closing.

Shuttle takeoff in five,

four, three, two, one.

SCOTTY: The modifications
to the shuttlecraft's shields

will handle the increased
gravity of the black hole

-so it can't...
-ORTEGAS: Crush us like a grape.

UHURA: I see why you decided
on the Starfleet teaching gig

instead of commercial piloting.

SCOTTY [American accent]:
Hello, passengers,

this is your, uh,
captain speaking.

On our short hop to Mars today,
we hope to avoid

any expl*sive decompression
or organ liquefaction.

Please buckle up
and enjoy your flight.

[regular voice]:
Uh, seriously, though,

we should be safe as houses.

Uh, but remember,

because of the increased
gravimetric pressure,

any emergency beam-outs will
have to be one at a time, okay?

ORTEGAS:
Huh.

What could possibly go wrong?

You know something?

I hate when you say that.

So, what is going on
between you two?

Nothing.

Something.

We're keeping it under wraps.

Sort of?

It's just...

It's casual.

With the crew changing,
Pike leaving,

Jim taking command,

we sort of held on to each other.

And then we just kept holding.

Okay, so what's the problem?

You're an excellent human,
and, dare I say the words,

so is Scotty.

[whispering]: We've
been casual this last year.

Now it's getting serious.

But...

I know it's not going to last.
So does he.

I mean, there's no future in it.

Look, there's a "now" in it.

And sometimes that's enough.

Shield's holding.

[Scottish accent]:
Ugh, Lassie,

there's no bucket of bolts
built I cannot contain.

"I don't know how she fell out
of the airlock, Captain Kirk."

[chuckles]

[sighs]

[musical signal]

Uh, m-music?

[musical signal playing
over speaker]

-Where is that coming from?
-Hmm.

-[alarm sounds]
-Proximity alert.

Multiple bogeys inbound.

[musical signal]

SCOTTY: Bogeys from
inside the black hole?

I think it's a language.

[signal intensifies]

ORTEGAS: Doesn't sound
super friendly anymore.

Can you translate?

Uh, universal translator
can't decode it.

Let's see if I switch algorithms.

Get back to your seat.

There's an energy buildup
inside the...

[grunting]

SCOTTY [echoes]:
Uhura!

ORTEGAS:
Lost engines.

I can't control the helm.

The shields are failing.

Mayday. Do you copy, Enterprise?

We've lost power
and Nyota's injured.

-Beam her back immediately.
-Scotty, wait.

One at a time, remember?

[echoes]:
I'll be right behind you.

Nyota, thank God.

UHURA:
Beam them back. Beam them back.

-The shuttle's breaking up.
-"Them"? Wh...

Who-who are you talking about?

Scotty and Ortegas...
they're in danger.

They're...

No.

No, I...

They're gone? I can't...

-I can't find them. I...
-Uhura.

You need to take a beat.

I need to get them back!

SPOCK: Lieutenant, I
can see you are distressed.

However, Captain Ortegas
has not been

on Enterprise for some time.

She is currently
an instructor on Bindar-12.

KIRK:
And Scotty...

Nyota, Scotty died a year ago.

-He can't be dead. I don't know what's...
-Nasty bump on the head.

None of you are listening to me.

CHAPEL:
Hey.

-Easy.
-[exhales]

Here. Look.

-Hey. Miss me?
-You're alive.

Last time I checked.

Anybody want to tell me
what this is about?

I got students waiting and drinks

with a definite mistake
after that.

I'll call you back
and explain later.

Thanks, Erica.

KIRK:
One more thing.

Computer, play back recording.

UHURA [over recording]:
Mayday, Mayday, do you copy?

There's energy building up
inside the black hole.

-Requesting immediate evac from the shuttle.
-No.

Okay, you are physically fine.

No, that's not what I remember.



Doctor's orders.

Captain.

Jim, I need to figure out
what's going on.

You heard the doctor.

Stand down, Lieutenant.

That's an order.

UHURA:
Computer,

repeat scan of shuttle records
just before the expl*si*n.

Number of life signs?

COMPUTER: Number
of life signs in shuttle craft

before core breach:

one.

[sighs]

Okay.



All right.

Computer...

try scanning the black hole

for any residual
life signs instead.

Scanning.

Come on, Scotty.

You can't be gone. Please.

Please.

No residual life signs.

Are there any signals
from inside the black hole?

Scanning.

Anomalous communications signal
detected.

On speaker.

UHURA [over speaker]:
This is Lieutenant Nyota Uhura

of the USS Enterprise.

Do you copy?

I'm Nyota Uhura
of the USS Enterprise.

Okay.

Hallucinating my own voice.

How hard did I hit my head?

You're not hallucinating.

And I'm not hallucinating.

I think we might be
the same person.

-That's impossible.
-And yet,

somehow we're here talking.

Listen, Scotty's in danger.

I think we have to work together
to try and save him.

And we may not have much time.

UHURA:
Yesterday something hit us

from a black hole,

and Scotty was just... gone.

Suddenly, everyone thinks
he died a year ago.

UHURA: Well, a year ago is
my time, but our Scotty's fine.

-Scotty's still alive?
-Yeah.

He actually tried
to ask me out today.

-What did you say?
-It was so awkward.

I pretended not to hear him.

[sighs]
Right.

I forgot. Super mature.

Uh, well, I had a lot on my mind.

I just got back
from the conference and...

I can't believe
I'm explaining this.

You're literally talking
to yourself.

-You understand that, right?
-You know,

if you maybe stop thinking
so hard about your career

and learn to live in the moment,

you might not be running
into this mess.

Are you exactly the person
I'm gonna end up like?

You haven't been through
everything I have.

You will, but not yet.

And eventually everything
I'm saying will make sense,

but right now we have
to work together to fix this.

-Okay.
-Good news is,

Scotty's not dead
in your time yet,

so we have a chance
to stop whatever it is

that's going to k*ll him
and change the future.

-Ugh. I hate time travel.
-I hate time travel.

Uh, but how?

What were you doing
when time changed?

Ugh, exploring a black hole.
It seems so stupid now.

-So trivial.
-Not trivial.

There's a white hole here.

I remember that white hole.

Spock said that white holes
and black holes

-could theoretically be...
-Different sides of the same coin.

Right.

-Was there a pulse on your side?
-Yes, and

when it hit, that's when
everything seemed to change.

That's when I heard
your comms signal.

[sighs] This is starting to feel a
lot like quantum entanglement.

Could we create
some kind of reverse pulse?

Could that undo everything?

The math of that could take
forever to figure out,

and we don't know
when Scotty dies in my time.

What if we only have hours?

Well, we don't just have hours
between the two of us.

We have a year.

Remember?

-I have to find Spock.
-I have to find Spock.

I am currently engaged
with attempting to remove

our ship from
the anomaly's tractor beam.

But, yes, black holes and white
holes are known to alter time.

Time changes
we may not even perceive.

This is theoretical, is it not?

Yes.

Totally, purely theoretical.

As such, your time reversal
scenario is sound.

But to create a reverse pulse
for the precise energy signature

-would take months.
-Works for me.

I will consider
your mathematical conundrum

at a less urgent time.

Of course.

Thanks, Spock.

Okay, future me, you're up.

[humming]

Mr. Spock. How goes it?

At a standstill, I am afraid.

I am attempting to reroute
all power to engines

to help free us from our tether
to the black hole anomaly.

Speaking of anomalies,

do you remember
the white hole we found

in this same quadrant a year ago?

-And how I asked you about...
-A quantum entanglement equation

that took almost a year to solve?

[clears throat]

I apologize for my tone.

As you can no doubt tell,
I am clearly upset.

Yes. I'm sensing that.

It is just that...

I imagined you would have
come to me sooner.

The calculations were intensive.

Spock, I apologize.

Is this apology sincere
or one of your famous bluffs?

Truly... I'm sorry.

Apology accepted.

In any case,
had you asked me sooner,

I am afraid I would have
told you your theory was...

-Incorrect?
-Incomplete.

For a reverse pulse
to revert a corrupted timeline,

it requires a very particular
kind of anchor.

A quantum condensate.

Like a diamond?

A dilithium diamond.

Oh...

those are incredibly rare.

Almost entirely no longer
naturally occurring

in the quadrant.

Although they can, of course,
be synthesized in just

under a year with relative ease.

A year? A year.

Wow, that is a very long time.

But suppose
you did have the time?

What would you synthesize
exactly?

SCOTTY:
Antimatter?

What for?

-Long-term experiment.
-Well, how long?

-About a year?
-A year?

What-what are you trying
to make, a dilithium diamond?

Oh, how'd you guess?

Uh, well,
antimatter I can get you,

but to make a dilithium diamond,
you-you'd need to keep it

in a sealed container
to be steadily compressed

by anti protons.

You don't say.

Well, I didn't realize
you fancied this type of thing.

Well, I contain multitudes.

Indeed. Um...
[chuckles]

Maybe you could explain
your experiment to me over a,

you know, a, a drink?

A meal?

A snack?

-UHURA: Say yes.
-[softly]: What? No.

Uh, yeah, of course.

I-I know you're busy.
It's-it's no worries, uh...

No, Scotty, that's not
what I meant, I just...

[sighs]
Just be safe, okay?

Yep.

UHURA: I can't believe how
much old me missed out on.

Right now I'm focused
on the task at hand.

You're focused on the future.

Never appreciating
what's right in front of you.

In front of us.

You keep mentioning that.

[mechanism whirring]

Why didn't you say yes to Scotty?

I just don't like
being pressured.

Okay?

Besides, what's in front of me

is what should be
in front of you.

Container number 629. Got it?

[high-pitched whirring]

[device beeping]

Okay.

Please.

[exhales]

Hmm.

Which part of "get some rest"
was confusing to you?

I was just looking for something

to take my mind off what I heard.

Then I remembered this experiment

that I left here
almost a year ago.

Scotty helped me with it.

You know what those old memories
can bring back.

UHURA: Great. Get
into position. Copy, you.

[comms chime]

Can I ask you a question?

You just did.

If you could go back
and change your past,

what you did do,
what you didn't...

would you?

Are you talking
about me and Spock?

I mean, I just recently had
a near-death experience,

and now I'm questioning
all of my life choices.

-Ah.
-[sighs]

Sometimes you don't
fully appreciate things

until after they're gone.

I love Roger.

I'm so excited to marry him.

But I wouldn't trade my time
with Spock for anything.

Don't live for tomorrow.

You don't know how many
tomorrows you have.

Today is what matters.

Seize it, and all that.

Now go, get some rest.

-Go.
-[sighs]

You may be excused from duty
but not from our game.

-[laughs]
-I'm gonna win my money back.

Oh, Christine.

You're so not.

-Oh...
-[chuckles]

[laughs]
Get out of here.

Okay, I've just dropped off
the dilithium diamond.

I'll be ready
to remotely transport it

into the black hole on my end.

And then I'll send
the reverse pulse

into the white hole on mine.

And when they connect? Boom.

Timeline restored.

Has it ever been that easy?

No. Not so far.

All right, now I've just

got to get the captain
to send the reverse pulse.

Oh, piece of cake.

-Just bluff your way through it.
-Right.

Of course. Obviously.

How would I do that?

[laughs softly]

Just match my pitch.

I used to say that.

Apparently, I still do.

Bridge.

KIRK:
Lieutenant.

Dr. Boyce examined me
and cleared me for light duty.

Good to have you back.

But go easy, okay?

Your turn.

Nyota, what are you doing here?

Uh... communications... things.

Uh, things need communicating.

Sir.

-You have got to be kidding.
-Shh.

You're supposed to be resting.

It's complicated, but I need
to send an energy pulse

into the anomaly.

I'm sorry?

SPOCK:
Captain, sensors indicate

another energy pulse
from the anomaly.

Energy pulse? Us, too.

I think we're too late.

-All decks, brace for impact.
-All decks, brace for impact.

-We're too late.
-We're too late.

[both shout]

[groaning, panting]

[panting]

♪

-Engineering, report.
-SCOTTY: This is -Engineering, sir.

-Scotty.
-No damage to the repairs.

Warp core power is restored,
but we are not moving.

We're tethered
to that white hole.

The weapons will be on line
within the hour.

Weapons?

Nyota, it's me.

We switched places.

The second pulse
must have switched us.

Do you copy? Nyota, do you copy?

PIKE:
Nyota.

You look different.

Why did you want to send an
energy pulse into the anomaly?

It's not important, Admiral.

Well, I appreciate the promotion.

[sighs]
But you heard Scotty.

We're getting weapons back,
we'll be out of this mess soon.

In the meantime,
get back to sickbay.

That's an order.

Yes, Captain.

[door whooshes open]

Sickbay.

♪♪

UHURA:
How long was I out?

CHAPEL:
Not long.

You banged your head again

and needed sedation.

You got to stop doing that.

When did you have time
to go back to your old look?

Dr. Boyce?

Captain?

Ah.

Jim.

Captain Jim?

Okay.

Glad to see you're awake.

And alive.

I guess I missed the new hair.

Although it's kind of like
the old hair.

Oh. I don't pay attention.

I changed it recently.

I feel fine. Same as... before.

Jim. Captain, sir.

-I'm really okay.
-You don't sound like yourself.

Oh, I'm myself.

I'm-I'm me from...

right now, like...

today.

KIRK: Mm. And now you
really don't sound like yourself.

Nurse, can you hand me
a bio scanner, please?

Oh, I really don't think
that's necessary.

If anything, I feel fine.

Uh, mostly fine. Fine-ish.

SPOCK: Captain Kirk, I have
completed the scan of the anomaly.

There are no life-forms present.

KIRK:
Good.

How long until weapons
are on line?

Within 30 minutes, Captain.

Excellent. I'll be right up
and we can proceed.

Kirk out.

"Proceed," sir?

With blowing up
those star clusters.

Sir, perhaps there's another way.

Three "sirs" in one day.

You really did hit your head,
didn't you?

Whatever that pulse was,
it tethered our ship

to the black hole.

We can't break free, so we're
gonna blast our way out.

Maybe you should...
get some more rest.

[door whooshes open]

UHURA:
Future me, do you copy?

I'm trapped in your time...

where nothing makes sense.

Especially what you've done
to my quarters.

I mean, what's this monstrosity?

A mural in Dryk'tee?

That's practically
a dead language.

I mean, we hardly know it.

Although...

"A miner..."

Jim.

I mean, Captain.

No one calls me that off duty...

except people
who know me less well.

How is that you?

Don't be silly. I-I know you.

You see, the thing is...

I can tell that you're lying.

And if there's one thing
I know about Nyota Uhura...

is that no one bluffs better.

I know because I taught you
how to do it.

We were holed up on Starbase Six.

That solar storm had every ship
in space dock for parsecs,

and we played poker
for five days straight.

You, me, Ortegas, Gary.

Mitchell.

Jenna's stepbrother?

Played until no one,
and I mean no one,

could tell
that you were bluffing.

Not even me.

But that wasn't you, was it?

No.

No, it wasn't.

Not yet, at least.

That's the first honest thing
you've said to me.

I am Nyota Uhura.

I'm just...

I'm from your past.

Future me and I

somehow got linked through
the anomaly and switched places.

[sighs]

I hate time travel.

That's what La'An said yesterday.

La'An?

Jim.

Where is she?

Is she here?

[sighs]

Let's talk about you.

So, if you're here,

then my Uhura is...

Mm-hmm.

-[sighs]
-UHURA: Get to the quarters,

stay low, don't destroy
the space-time continuum.

SCOTTY:
N-Nyota? Um...

Oh, my God. Scotty.

We got to stop
meeting like this. [chuckles]

-Do we?
-I like what you've done with your hair.

But I thought you were
maybe avoiding me.

Avoiding you?

No. No.
[laughs softly]

No. I'm delighted to see you.

SCOTTY:
Oh, me, too. Uh, you. [laughs]

Uh, for many reasons.

Mostly this hug. Uh...

Oh, second most important, um...

-Hmm?
-Yeah, I've been making repairs all over the ship,

and, uh, on one of my scans,
I caught

an echo of something coming
from inside the white hole.

-Um...
-An audible frequency?

-Yeah.
-Like a sound wave?

Yeah, which I know is your area.
Um, hence the... PADD.

Yeah, it's weird, it's like
I can only detect one side

of 'em, but if you could see
what's on the other side, um...

You could maybe translate

what these notes
are actually saying.

No idea
what's on the other, though.

It's like half a note, you know.

Because it's not just
a white hole or a black hole.

It's both.

Scotty, you're a genius.

[laughs softly]
Yeah, thanks.

Um...

[sighs]

[chuckles]

PIKE:
Nyota.

Sir.

Captain.

Not "admiral"?

Like on the bridge?

-Uh...
-Yeah.

It would also explain
the haircut.

Really?

Damn.

Believe it or not.

Yeah, you know,
when I pick up on a pattern,

I start to see the connections.
You're older.

Not by much
but definitely a year or so.

How did you know?

Oh, I know a thing or two
about time travel.

Weapons will be on line soon.

But something tells me
you know something

I should know before I fire
on that star cluster.

Hmm?

I'm guessing you want to tell me
something, but you can't

because, well... the future.

I'll take your silence as a yes.

-Yes.
-Uh...

Sorry.

[sighs]

You want to do something?

You want to stop something?

And I'm guessing Scotty
is connected to this somehow?

I saw you hug him. Twice.

Uh...

He...

Can I just tell you?

We did something to the timeline,

and now Scotty's in danger.

I-In the future?

Here. Now. In the future,

Scotty's already dead,
only he's not supposed to be.

How? What-what happens?

I don't know.

Something is going to happen
because of the pulses

the anomaly is emitting.

We thought we had a way
to fix it, but we failed,

and now I'm stuck here,
so we need another way.

"W-We"?

Me. And me.

Oh.

Scotty found data
from this side of the anomaly

that might help,
but it's incomplete.

The other half of it
is in the future, where I was.

Well, uh...

like I said, I know
a little something

about time travel and...

[chuckles]:
Actually...

a little bit more
than I'd like to know.

If this is because
I called you Admiral, that...

No, it's not.

-Chris.
-"Chris"?

You know I've never heard you
call me by my first name before?

[chuckles]

Kind of like the sound of that
coming from you.

Everything I am in Starfleet,

everything I learned,

it's because you believed in me.

It was an honor, my friend.

But like I said...

I know a little something
about time travel,

and I can't tell you what to do.

Only you can tell you what to do.

♪♪

Thank you, Admiral.

For all of it.

[door whooshes open]

[door whooshes shut]

She's not her, is she?

Not precisely.

Come on.
Am I really that bad at this?

-Oh, yeah, really bad.
-Yes.

-Alternate dimension?
-Time travel.

CHAPEL:
Oh.

I dated a girl once who swore
she worked for something

called the Department
of Temporal Investigations.

None of that sounded pretty.
She was kind of nuts.

Really nice arms, though.

-Christine.
-KIRK: Christine.

Sorry.

Yeah, okay.

Are you past you or future you?

One-year-ago me.

Right.

Well, I like that you.

Not as good at poker.

A-And wh... and what
are we doing here?

Well, as far as I can tell,
breaching pretty much

every regulation Starfleet has
about time travel.

I'm here to save Scotty.

KIRK:
Ah.

Except that one.

Nyota...

Scotty's dead.

He's not supposed to be.

[sighs]

How?

How did he die?

CHAPEL: It was an accident
on a mission a year ago.

We were trying to free ourselves

from the gravitational field
of a white hole.

His console exploded.

You were with him.

You sang to him.

You sang to him before.

I can't forget that.

I sang to him?

Not "a miner."

"A minor."

These aren't words,
they're music notes.

Half a frequency.

I must have left this
for myself to decipher,

but why would I send myself
half a frequency?

Unless...

Did you record any music
coming from the black hole?

-Yes, our Uhura logged it...
-Computer?

Translate musical notes
from Dryk'tee on my mural,

combine with the music
from the anomaly.

[musical signal playing]

Computer, run that through
the universal translator.

COMPUTER: We are the
midwives. The baby is breeching.

Stay clear. We are the midwives.

The baby is breeching.

There's a baby
inside the anomaly?

CHAPEL:
Right, uh, because those sounds

are m-midwives... out there.

Inside the black hole.

But-but also
somehow connected to your time.

The white hole.

This isn't just an anomaly.

These are two points
connected through time.

Past and present.

It starts here only to end...

One year ago.

I have delivered a lot of babies.

This is a first.

Conceived now
to be born in the past?

The pulses.

They're part of the contractions
to push the baby out.

But the baby is in breech,

so the contractions
aren't working.

They won't stop.
They'll only get worse

-unless we find a way to help.
-Okay, okay. Slow down.

So you're saying that...

We have to deliver a space baby.

UHURA:
Yeah.

And I think
I'm the only one who can.

These drones will be able
to move the space baby.

Do we have to say "space baby"?

CHAPEL:
"Space critter"?

KIRK:
You know that's worse, right?

I was able to grind up
the dilithium diamond

to give each drone
enough power for this.

CHAPEL:
Once launched,

they're programmed to seek out

and attach to the...

space bundle of joy?

The drones work in concert
with your gloves.

It's a-a gesture-based system.

It works on feel.

You'll have to turn it
out of breech so it can be born.

I'll feel the space baby?

KIRK:
Fine.

"Space baby" it is.

What if there's another...

contraction?

CHAPEL: For the record, I
have delivered more babies

than anyone in this room, right?

And I shouldn't be doing this?

It's got to be me,

because my future self
has to be doing the same thing

at the same time
for us to save Scotty.

And she will.

She left the music
for me to find.

She'll have the same plan.

She's smart that way.

♪

♪♪

♪♪

[musical signal]

We're here to help.

We mean the baby no harm.

[device whirring]

Captain, this entire occurrence
is very confusing to witness.

To you and me both.

Once again, can you tell me why
Lieutenant Uhura

is on the saucer section
manually launching probes?

Sorry, Mr. Spock.

Need-to-know.

KIRK:
Status.

Three drones entering
the black hole in five,

four, three, two, one.

Contact.

UHURA:
Drones secure.

I can't see them,

but scans tell me
they're still intact.

Confirmed. The red lights
on your EV screen

will change to green if and when
they make contact with...?

Honestly, Spock,
you're better off not knowing.

I am not.

[sighs]

Fine.

It's a, uh...

space baby.

UHURA:
So far, all lights still red.

Wait. One of them
just turned green.

One down.

CHAPEL:
Nyota, once they all connect,

you and, hopefully, your...

partner should be able
to turn the baby.

Okay. You should be able
to use those gloves now.

How does it feel?

[gasps]

Like that is one big
space baby in there.

Fighting but...

turning.

That means the drones have been
attached on the other side, too.

Why is it still straining, then?

You're gonna have to do this
next part by feel, okay?

Which side is giving
the most resistance?

Left.

I think.

No, definitely the left.

Push back gently.

Babies know where the exit is.

-Just move slow and steady.
-No.

-Wait. Something's wrong.
-Contraction?

No.

One of the green lights
shifted red.

If the baby starts to panic,
it just...

-Energy buildup inside anomaly.
-Nyota?

Red alert.

SPOCK:
There is no way to repair

or reattach drone remotely.

What about not-so-remotely?

[alarm blaring]

Nyota, no.

Scotty would do it to save me.

♪

[gasps]

[panting]

Captain, the energy buildup
inside the anomaly is critical.

Contraction!

Nyota, no.

The thing's going to...

[screams]

Scotty.

♪♪

♪♪

Pull harder to the left.

♪♪

[softly]:
What?

What happened?

Is the space baby safe?

You guys called it
a "space baby," too?

Not important.

Are we dead?

Is this where we go...

[musical signal]

MIDWIVES: This is not
your end, Nyota Uhura.

We exist outside of linear time.

We saw your ship
and warned you of the danger.

You didn't understand at first,
so we disabled your ship

to keep you
from harming the child.

But we also see what has
and will happen.

You will understand us
and then help.

The new life will be in peril
until you save it.

What is this new life?

There is no translation
for what they are.

They live in the past,
present and future.

We call them...

[musical signal playing]

We do not see life as it happens.

We see before and after
and in between.

You do not.

That is why we will now
send both of you

back to your respective times.

Only you two will remember
all that has changed.

For it will change back
to what it was before.

And if our paths cross again...

We'll know what to do.

Despite how we see time,

you are and always will be...

surprising.

[sighs]

Hey. Kid.

One last thing.

You're doing great.

Never stop growing. Okay?

Okay.

♪♪

♪♪

♪

Scotty? Erica?

Ah. Right behind you.

For the record,
none of that was my fault.

Well, that could've gone better.

SPOCK: The probe you
launched is reporting back

key data, Mr. Scott.

All in all,
the mission was a success.

KIRK: Especially since
you're all back safe and sound.

[wolf whistle]

UHURA:
Personal log.

Stardate... today.

Not tomorrow and not yesterday.

The past is over.

The future hasn't happened yet.

The only moment that's real,
that we actually live in,

is now.

It's the only day that matters.

How you spend it
and how you define it.

My future is not
all I think about anymore.

I'm not afraid of it.

I'm lucky to be here
in the moment.

To not know what adventure
will come my way every week.

Because...

wow, the not knowing is a gift.

And part of that gift for me is,

I'm going to spend this moment

and every moment to come
doing what I love

with the ones I love.

I may not know what
the next few years will bring,

but I know who I want to be with.

My family.