On behalf of the cast of Starship Resilience,
we would like to dedicate this episode to the
memory of Deborah Duggar. Deborah was the wife
of Clay Duggar, who originated the role of Admiral
Kilgallon. She faced death with a smile and faith
in her heart. May your courage and strength of
conviction be a light to guide us into the 26th
century and beyond. Previously on Starship Resilience.
Are you sure you want to go through with this?
It's the only way we're gonna find the answers
we need in the short amount of time that we have.
Are you ready for this? As ready as I'll ever
be, sir. How you doing, Maysha? Ready to find
the answers we're looking for. Our minds are
merging. Our minds are one. I think we are off
to a good start. What the hell is going on here?
This is the last straw. Do you think you can
stop me, Klingon? Remember you asked for this.
Nice shot, Commander. I will take this vilkak
to the ring. Where is T 'Val? I am here, Lieutenant.
Where do we begin? What do you recall, Captain?
I have a feeling about this kid. I think he could
be useful to us. What are you two doing here?
Do you know who this person is? It's... Commander
Straan. It can't be. He's dead. I'd be doing
the universe a favor if I killed you both right
here and now. I don't think so. Captain, watch
out! I see it. Take the kill! I'm not your puppet
anymore. This is not the way I remember things.
Get that worm up here. I have a few questions
about how he takes care of my laptop. Just give
us the girl, and no one gets hurt. More! Get
the package! What's your name, sweetheart? Maysha.
Bring back my daughter! Daddy? Daddy? Don't look,
Maysha. Daddy! We might have to go with plan B.
Remain calm. This will not hurt. I don't have
time to discuss this logically. Is that everything?
I've seen enough. Let's go home. And now, Episode
8, Kintsugi. If there's nothing else, I think
we can adjourn this meeting. Have a great day,
everyone. You are dismissed. Commander, I've
got something I'd like to run by you. I was thinking
we could go to a four -shift rotation. Because
that would give the crew a little more flexibility
with their time. There is a downside. It would
mean that every shift would have... Okay, thank
you for sticking around, everyone. First off,
how are you feeling, Counselor? I feel like a
shuttlecraft landed on my head, but I should
recover. Glad to hear that, Lieutenant. And how
are you doing, Maysha? In all honesty, sir, I'm
angry. Very angry. I want to hurt him. Lieutenant,
I don't blame you. In fact, I share your feelings.
However, for as much as I agree with you, here
is what we're not going to do. We are not going
to lash out irrationally in order to strike a
blow for justice. If we approach this without
a solid plan, there will be no accountability
for anyone. He will simply slip through our fingers
and we will lose everything. Do I make myself
clear? Aye, sir. Dr. Flint, thank you for sitting
in on behalf of the medical staff in our meeting
today. Has anyone noticed Dr. Narlin's absence
from sickbay? Honestly, no. He rarely leaves
his office. We should be good for a few days.
Excellent, excellent. Which brings us to the
man of the hour, Commander Vek. How is our guest
doing? Sleeping peacefully, sir. Dr. Flint helped
us set up the right amount of anesthetizing gas
to keep him... quiet. What about the people guarding
him? Are you positive of their loyalty? Yes,
sir. I've vetted each one of them to make sure
they would follow instructions to the letter.
Okay. Good. I may want to talk to him at some
point. I will let you know when. Less than two
weeks ago, I took command of this vessel. With
the exception of Mia, none of you really knew
who I was and what kind of captain I would be.
Hell, I didn't even know what kind of captain
I would be. And I certainly didn't know what
kind of crew you would be. In a short span of
time, I have learned I would put it all on the
line for each and every one of you. We have become
closer than we ever thought possible. or imagined
in so short a time. I don't know what's going
to happen in the next few hours and days, but
whatever happens, I know you all have my back,
and I will have yours. Now, that being said,
we're going to have to find some information.
That's where you come in, Mr. Gazig. Whatever
you need, Captain. There was a Yridian in the
mind meld. I believe his name was Jalor Meh.
As quietly as possible, I need you to find him.
Lieutenant T'vel can fill you in on the pertinent
information. No doubt, this will attract some
attention, so do your best to keep the bloodhounds
off our scent. Bloodhounds? Sir? An earth animal.
Canis lupus familiaris. Commonly used for tracking
escaped criminals. Ah. Thank you, Commander.
I'll take care of it, Captain. Okay. Good. Lieutenant
Colt, what is our ETA to Vulcan? At present speed,
we should be arriving in just under three hours.
Okay. If at all possible, I would like to get
underway to our next destination. when we have
finished with the Vulcan authorities. So keep
the engine idling and your foot on the clutch.
Yes, sir. Would you also like me to check the
oil and clean the windshield? That won't be necessary,
but if you could top off the fluids and rotate
the tires, that would be really helpful. Aye,
sir. What is our next destination, Captain? At
this point, I have no idea. But I have faith
Gazig will provide. As you humans say. No pressure.
Gazig, I believe I speak for all of us when I
say I have every confidence in your ability.
It may not be material, but I believe in this
case, the Great River will provide the information
we need. I think we can all adjourn this meeting.
Dismissed. Lieutenant Maysha, would you remain
a moment, please? Would you like me to stay,
sir? She's in a very fragile state after that
mine melt, and you don't know what could happen
when that bomb goes off. I appreciate that, Commander.
I think we'll be okay. Thank you for staying,
Lieutenant. It's a little hard to leave when
you order me to stay. That's all these pips on
my collar. They tend to go right to my head.
Would you care to have a seat? Would you care
for something to drink, Maysha? I'm guessing we
have some things to talk about. Would you like
to go first? Okay. Well, to answer your question,
you can keep Sammy. He looks happier living with
you. I know T'vel would tell us communications
is a two -way street. It works best when the
information is flowing in both directions. I
don't know about you, but the Mind Meld was a
very opening experience. There was a lot to unpack.
If you are angry with me or hate me, let's get
it out in the open right now. Because whatever
this is, it should end before either of us walks
out that door. Do I make myself clear? You helped
a psychopath take me away from my father. I watched
my father disintegrate in front of my eyes. Again.
And I was only four. Four. You're right. What
happened was horrible, and I was integral to
the crime. I did something I never thought I
would ever be a part of. I helped to separate
a child from her parents. How familiar are you
with the history of the North American Old West?
Not overly familiar. It wasn't widely studied
in Ireland. As the explorers went out in search
of treasures. They took priests with them who
ended up forcibly converting many of the native
peoples. Later, when the settlers moved westward,
they got pushback from the native tribes. To
keep the settlers safe, the military went ahead
of them and removed many of the tribes to reservations
or outright slaughtered them. The settlers and
the soldiers even went so far as to remove the
children from their parents and put them into
boarding schools to re -educate them to be more
like the settlers. In many cases, these kids
were severely punished or even killed for speaking
their native language. Those who survived the
indoctrination were not really accepted by their
tribes or the settlers. It was such a common
practice that many people were surprised to learn
it continued many more years after the West was
settled. What was revealed in the mind meld makes
me out to be one of those soldiers. I could hide
behind I was just following orders, but it doesn't
change the fact that I could have objected to
what was going on and didn't. I was young and
naive and chose to blindly follow the orders
of a man who, as best as I can tell now, was
only after his own self -interest. And, something
else I don't know if you had considered, if I
hadn't removed you from the area, those security
officers might have also killed you. Do you need
a tissue? I'm fine. In all honesty, I was almost
as scared as you were. And what I said to you
about keeping you safe, I meant that. That's
one reason I gave you Sammy. What I've been trying
to say is, I'm sorry. And I'm committed to finding
the answers. And justice. We both deserve. You're
not supposed to be so blind with patriotism that
you can't face reality. Wrong is wrong. No matter
who says it. The words of Malcolm X. A wise man.
But I am trying to help. If you stick a knife
in my back nine inches and pull it out six inches,
there is no progress. Malcolm X again. We seem
to be going around in circles here and getting
nowhere fast. We could trade pithy quotes all
day. But the truth is, I apologize for something
I did to you over 20 years ago as part of a huge,
huge injustice, which I just learned about less
than 20 hours ago. The ball is in your court.
You can forgive me and we can move forward. Take
control of the situation and seek justice from
those who wronged us both. Or, you don't forgive
me and we go our separate ways. But know this,
no matter what you decide, I'm going to seek
out justice with or without you. Computer. Coffee.
Extra mocha. Two shots of espresso. Sir? Yes,
Lieutenant? Was that all you wanted to talk about,
sir? Yes. It would seem it was more than enough.
Wouldn't you agree, Lieutenant? Sir? I'm not
sure what more can be said. Or what you would
like to hear. For now, I have a lot of things
to take care of, so... If there's nothing further,
Lieutenant, you're dismissed. Aye, sir. Space.
The final frontier. These are the voyages of
the Starship Resilience. Our mission? To explore
new mysteries and new horizons. To seek out new
friends and new wonders. To stand firm against
whatever the universe throws at us. Come. Mr.
Gazig, I hope that smile means you have good
news. I hope it's good news as well, sir. You
would not believe how popular the name Jalor
Meh is on the Yiridia. Considering the age of
the person you described, and the number known
to be involved in the illegal activity, I managed
to narrow the list down to two possible candidates.
Well done, Mr. Gazig. Let's have a look. Oh,
I don't know. I'm leaning towards no. Let's see
contestant number two. I think this might be
our man. Yeah, I'm pretty sure this is the guy.
Thank you, Gazig. You do not disappoint. You're
welcome, sir. The Great River provides. It looks
like... He's currently serving time in a prison
colony on Celes III. At least, we now have a
destination for the second phase of our journey.
This is, of course, once we finish at Vulcan.
Actually, sir, we should be arriving... Bridge
to Captain Moore. Now. More here. Go ahead, Commander.
Sir, we are arriving at Vulcan. Thank you, Commander.
I'll be there shortly. Have Commander Straan's
body and personal effects prepared to be transported
to the surface. More out. Thank you again, Mr.
Gazig. You're doing a great job, and I appreciate
the effort you're giving to this. Thank you,
sir. I may not have known you or Lieutenant Maysha
as long as the rest, but it's still not right
what happened. You'll get no argument from me,
Gazig. Yes, sir. Let's do this. Commander, when
the opportunity presents itself, I would like
to speak to our guest. Aye, sir. I'll take care
of it. Excellent. Mr. Gazig, please open a channel.
Aye, sir. Channel open. I am Nicholas J. Moore,
son of Charles, captain of the USS Resilience.
With whom am I speaking? I am T 'Pel, High Priestess
of ShiKahr. How may I help you? Greetings, T'pel.
Your presence honors us. Unfortunately, we are
here on a somber mission. We are bringing home
the body of our colleague, Straan. Son of Kelor.
As per his final wishes. You honor us with your
service and adherence to our customs, Captain.
We stand ready to receive him. More to sickbay?
We are clear to beam Commander Straan's remains
to the surface whenever you are ready. Aye, sir.
Initiating transport. Transport complete, Captain.
Acknowledged, sickbay. More out. We have received
the remains of Strahan, son of Kelor, Captain.
Who is the keeper of his katra? Apologies,
T'pel. Unfortunately, the commander died before
he could initiate the link. Most unfortunate.
He is truly dead. But you have our gratitude
for returning him to us. So his remains may rest
with his ancestors. Live long and prosper, Captain
Moore. Son of Charles. Peace and long life, High
Priestess T'pel. Resilience out. Mr. Gazig,
make sure Commander Strawn's personal effects
are returned to his family before we break orbit.
Yes, sir. Lieutenant Colt, as soon as the transfer
is complete, set course to Celes III, Warp 3.
Aye, sir. Did I hear right? Celes III? Yes,
you did, Commander. Join me in my ready room,
and I'll explain. Captain, a moment. Certainly.
Go ahead, Commander. I'll join you in a moment.
Yes, Pro. Sir, I just received a notification.
Our guest is waking up. That's good to hear.
Give him a chance to fully wake up. A hot meal,
a sonic shower. And a clean uniform. Instruct
the guards to keep the conversation with him
to only what is necessary. And don't mention
I'm coming to speak to him. You have the con,
Commander. Aye, sir. Thank you for waiting, Wa'DIch.
Commander Vek was giving me an update on our
guests. I have decided to speak with him to see
where he stands. Are you sure that's a good idea?
My parents always told me to give someone a second
chance. Other than a few isolated incidents,
that rule has served me pretty well. In the doctor's
case, all we really have on him is being a little
over -possessive about certain patients, and
he was present in the mind meld. Let's not forget
he's been a stooge for Admiral Kilgallon. Yes,
there is that too. But people can change. And
I'm hoping he will help us. Well, as you humans
like to say, I wouldn't hold your breath. Oh,
I'm well aware, Commander. Besides, that shade
of blue is not my color. You had a question,
didn't you? I was asking about Celes III. Yes,
the course change. Gazig was able to track down
Jailer Meh. He's at a penal colony on Celes III.
I'm hoping the warden will give me a few minutes
with him. What if they don't? I guess we'll have
to cross that bridge when we come to it. As long
as we cross the bridges and don't burn them.
At this point I can't make any promises, Commander.
As you were. Hello, Captain. Hello, Captain.
Hello, Captain. Hello, Lieutenant. Liebmann, sir.
Lieutenant Junior Grade Michael Liebmann. Okay.
Lieutenant Junior Grade Liebmann. I know this
is an unusual situation, but I'd like the three
of you to wait outside. Sir, you know that is
not protocol. I'd highly advise you to - I'll
be fine. He's behind a level 10 force field.
I don't think he's going anywhere. Then at least
take my phaser, just in case. Aye, sir. Okay.
Ensign Graves, Ensign Roll, let's give him the
room. Yes, sir. Hello, Doctor. Captain Nicholas
Moore. Do I have you to thank for the meal, shower,
and clean uniform? Not to mention being awake.
I made sure you were at least provided with the
basics of life. The basics? Nothing more, nothing
less. Starfleet Academy, Class of 2490. Valedictorian
Starfleet Medical, Legion of Honor Commendation,
Starfleet Medical Award for Valor, the Interspecies
Medical Exchange Award for Outstanding Work in
the Field of Exobiology, numerous patients healed,
and countless potential medical crises averted.
Yes, and you're welcome. Is there a reason I'm
being treated to my own resume? I was doing a
little research this morning and happened to
notice you had quite a career going. Until...
Until what? Until 2510 when you were transferred
to the Maelstrom. The patients and the potential
outbreaks were standard until the Resilience.
But the honors all dried up. Now why is that?
Maybe I'd done everything I'd wanted to in my
career. Did you ever think of that? Oh, I considered
that. Of the top 15 members of your graduating
class at Starfleet Medical, of which you are
the very top, you are currently the lowest rank
of all those who are still active. One died on
an away mission less than 10 years after graduation.
Three are in active service of some capacities
as captains. Four retired as captains. Six are
flag officers, with two of them having served
as heads of Starfleet Medical. So again, I ask,
why is that? Because I have to deal with hotshot
officers like you, with your clean -cut image
and perfect record. Never had to bend the rules
to get ahead. The universe handing you everything
on a silver platter. Is that why you did memory
wipes of all the crew? Or you had the memory
suppressed via Vulcan mind meld? Of what exactly
are you accusing me? I'm not making an accusation,
Doctor. I'm just letting you know we know the
truth. Then you've come here to gloat. Very unbecoming,
Capitan. Not gloating or accusing. Just giving
you the opportunity to be on the right side of
history. Are you really that naive? Do you really
think the rest of the universe works any differently?
The incorruptible virtues of Starfleet are as
corrupt as anyone else. Your ideal of the moral
superiority of the Federation is out of date.
My view may be old -fashioned. But I'm the one
on this side of the force field. At least for
now. Commander, we are approaching Celes III.
Okay. Slow to impulse and assume a synchronous
orbit over the rehabilitation center, Helm. Mr.
Gazig, contact the center. Let's see who's home.
Mr. Vek, is the captain still with our guest?
Yes, Commander. Ch'rega to Captain Moore. Yes,
Commander. We've arrived at Celes III. I'll be
up as soon as possible, Commander. More out.
At least for now, you say. I'm listening. Have
you thought about what would happen if you actually
tried to get to the bottom of things? I'll tell
you. Do you think you are safe because you're
the captain of this ship? You're just another
pawn in the game. And you know what they say
about pawns. They are easily sacrificed to win.
Like you did with Captain Kohlan? Like you. He
forgot the meaning of loyalty. And soon you will
learn the penalty for being disloyal. A threat?
Merely a well -educated guess. You really don't
get it. If you move against Admiral Kilgallon,
you know very well he will move against you.
A never -ending assault on you, your career,
and whoever is unfortunate enough to get in his
way. How's that captain's chair feeling now?
Are you sure you want to do this to the man who
made you? You know what awaits you. And that's
not a threat. It's a warning. Should we get to
Moore? Yes, Commander. Sir, we have the administrator
of the Celes III Rehabilitation Center waiting
to speak with you. I don't believe I'm going
to be able to get away, Commander. Could you
speak with them on my behalf? Aye, Captain. Ch'rega
out. Lieutenant Gazig, open the channel to the
Administrator. Yes, ma'am. I'm Commander Ch'rega
Doth of the USS Resilience. Hello, Commander.
I'm Dr. Jacinta Escamilla, the Administrator
of the Celes III Rehabilitation Center. How can
I help you? We're hoping to speak with one of
your residents, a Mr. Jalor Meh. Have you considered
the possibility that the people you attempt to
contact for help may be unable to help you? Are
you saying they're too afraid to come out of
hiding to face Kilgallon? You really don't
think very highly of the abilities of Starfleet
security. Are you really that simple, Captain?
Do you lack understanding of how things really
work? I am very sorry, Commander. Mr. Meh was
found dead this morning in his cell. At first
we thought it was suicide, but on closer examination
we found one of our guards murdered him. That
is most unfortunate, Doctor. Would it be possible
to speak with the guard? Sadly, the guard killed
himself about an hour ago. Were you able to determine
a motivation for his actions? You see, dear Captain,
what you fail to realize is that people in the
Admiral's position are untouchable. No one is
completely untouchable, Doctor. Are you so sure
about that? Would you be willing to wager your
life on it? What about the lives of your crew?
Are they willing to risk their lives for you?
The lives of their families? Or even your own
family? How are dear sweet Charles and Kay? Safely
tucked away in their retirement on Kauai in
the place to be? You son of a bitch. I'll kill
you if you lay a finger on them. Such brave words,
boy. Run away home. Captain? Here's your phaser
back, Lieutenant. I want you to shut him up.
Same protocol as before. Yes, sir. We'll take
care of it. Same protocols as before. Computer.
Take me to the bridge. Fastest route possible.
No stops. This pod is designated priority one.
Before he died, the guard said he had carried
out the murder on the orders of Captain Nicholas
Moore. Thank you for that information, Doctor.
We'll be in touch. Resilience out. Ch'rega to
Moore. Moore here. Go ahead, Commander. Captain,
we have a problem. Jayla is dead, and they say...
Let me guess. They say I ordered it. Yes, sir.
How did you know? Our guest implied it. Where
are you currently? I should be there shortly.
More out. Report, Commander. We're still in orbit
of Cell S3. I just closed the channel with the
rehabilitation facility. Captain, Dr. Escamilla
is hailing us. Considering what she knows, I
think it would be best if you continued to talk
to her, Ch'rega. Agreed. Mia, once Commander
Ch'rega is finished with the doctor, set course
for Earth. When we are out of range of their
sensors, alter course to Risa Warp 6. Aye, sir.
Commander, I'll be in the ready room. Yes, sir.
Mr. Gazig, on screen. Dr. Escamilla, sorry about
that. I needed to send a security team to make
sure Captain Moore was secured in the brig. Oh.
Good. I was concerned he was still roaming about
freely. Do you require assistance securing him?
We have plenty of available space. I am sure
Starfleet would prefer he was sedated, where
he couldn't hurt anyone ever again. No! No. No
thank you, Doctor. The Federation Charter guarantees
due process before incarceration. We have him
secured in the brig. Isn't that right, Commander
Vek? Commander? Help me out here, Prowl. Yes,
Commander. The prisoner is secured and sedated.
Thank you, Commander. So you see, Doctor, thank
you for your offer, but we have things well in
hand. Are you sure? It wouldn't be any trouble.
No thank you, Doctor. We need to get going. We're
headed back to Earth to get rid of this traitorous
scum. And thanks again for the offer. Have a
great rest of your day, and resilience out. Thank
Kahless, that's over. Helm, lay a course and proceed.
Course laid in, Commander, and break in orbit.
Earth, here we come. Commander Vek, you have
the con. Whoa! It's dark in here. Computer, lights.
Belay that, computer. I prefer to leave them
off. Understood. Are you alright, Captain? You
know what, Each? There are times I stare at the
stars when we're traveling at warp. And I imagine
each star flying by is a problem I'm experiencing
in my life. Each problem dropping like an escape
pod to sublight speed. Does it help? Sometimes.
But not right now. Sometimes there aren't enough
escape pods. Pull up a chair and join me. Thank
you, sir. I listened to what you said out there.
It's good to know you can think fast and defeat.
Thank you, sir. This could all be very well falling
apart around us. I used to think that when people
talked about how sometimes admirals would turn
evil after promotion was just a myth, but I'm
really starting to believe it. You're talking
about badmirals. That's what a few friends at
the Academy used to call them. There do seem
to be a lot of them in the Federation history.
As much as I don't want to believe it's possible,
I'm starting to think Admiral Kilgallon may be
one. After what I saw in that mind meld, and
from talking to our guest in the brig, there
is some serious questioning of life choices going
on. He got to you. Narlin, I mean. Don't let
him under your skin. You know as well as I do,
that's easier said than done. You made me wonder
why I'm doing this. You're doing this for that
girl in engineering. And as much for her, you're
doing it for you too. At this point, I'm probably
doing this all so I can stay out of prison. Or
worse. Maysha is still angry over what she saw
in the mind meld. Apologies are not working on
her. Leave her to me. I would really like to
catch a break at some point. Gazig to Captain
Moore. Go ahead, Gazig. Sir, you're receiving
a priority warrant communicate from Admiral Kilgallon.
I'm going to head back to the bridge. No, don't.
I want you to be a witness to this conversation.
Just stand out of the way so he can't hear you.
I need someone else to be aware of what's going
on. Just in case. Okay. Sir? One second, Gazig.
Helm, have we made the course change to Risa
yet? Not yet, sir. I was just about to. Hold
off on the course change for now, Mia. We don't
want to tip our hand too quickly. Aye, sir. Staying
true. Computer. Lights on. Full illumination.
Lights at 100 % illumination. Okay, Gazig. Hatch
him through to my ready room. Yes, sir. Gazig
out. Nick, just what exactly do you think you're
doing? How much blood is enough for you? I'm
not sure what you mean, Admiral. Cut the crap,
Nick. A prisoner at Celes III and the guard you
ordered to kill him. How much more blood will
satisfy this deranged vendetta of yours? Sir,
I don't know what you heard, but I had nothing
to do with that. No one on the Resilience had
anything to do with that. Here's what I know,
Nick. You are at this moment illegally detaining
your chief medical officer for trying to stop
an unnecessary and invasive procedure on a member
of the crew. This procedure was used to implant
false information into the mind of a young and
impressionable member of your crew. You ordered
the death of two people on Celes III. And now,
you are en route to Risa to possibly cause the
deaths of two more innocent people. Or perhaps
they may already be dead by the time you get
there. Your call, Captain. You know, Admiral,
you really missed out not going to the Academy.
Really? Please, enlighten me. You talk a great
deal about how loyalty is important for your
crew. And, in a sense, you're right. It is important
for the crew to be loyal to their captain, admiral,
whatever the case may be. But at the Academy,
we learned that loyalty must be tempered with
truth. In fact, they teach us that truth is the
first duty of every Starfleet officer. Whether
we like it or not, the truth of the matter or
situation is of supreme importance, even over
and above loyalty. I decide what the truth is.
Everything else is fake information. The party
told you to reject the evidence of your eyes
and ears. It was their final, most essential
command, George Orwell. If only that were true,
Admiral. But you don't have the power to define
reality for the universe. There are such things
as universal truths. These are not up for debate,
and they can't be redefined to fit your circumstances
or narrative. And no matter whether you like
it or not, these truths are the North Star which
should guide each officer. Bravo, Captain. Bravo.
You almost had me going there, Nick. Now, what
say you do the right thing and turn yourself
in? You're not to be so blind with patriotism
that you can't face reality. Wrong is wrong,
no matter who does it or says it. I'm sorry to
hear you are so resolute, Captain Moore. I had
big hopes for you. You break my heart, Nick.
Best of luck to you. What are your orders, sir?
Let me stop you right there, Commander. Are you
sure you want to throw your duck -tog in with
me? What about your honor? Honor not used to
help a warrior on a noble cause is stolen valor.
Honor risked to help someone regain their honor
is worth many warriors. Very well, Commander.
Let's make some necessary trouble. More to Commander
Vek. Vek here. Yes, Captain. We will not be diverting
to Risa, Mr. Vek. Maintain course and speed with
continuous long -range sensor sweeps. Aye, sir.
Commander Ch'rega will fill you in momentarily.
More out. In the meantime, Commander, set yellow
alert throughout the ship. Make sure all departments
are ready. We could be facing a rough road ahead
of us. Aye, sir. I'll see to it personally. Yellow
alert. All hands, yellow alert. This is not a
drill. I repeat, yellow alert. Angels and ministers
of grace, defend us. Let's discharge anyone who
is able to walk and just needs a follow -up.
Hello, Commander. What's going on? Mostly precautionary,
but we want to be ready just in case. In case
of what? Come over here. Look, Admiral Kilgallon
has taken things up a notch. The prisoner we
tried to see is dead, and so is the guard who
murdered him. They are trying to pit it on Captain
Moore. We were going to try and locate the couple
who had been on the maelstrom when Maysha was
brought on board. But the Admiral said if we
interfered, we could time them dead too. This
would also be blamed on Captain Moore. Oh dear.
We are heading to Earth in hopes of clearing
things up. The yellow alert is just in case we
run into a hiccup. Is everything set down here?
Triage is ready and most of the staff is standing
by. Whatever happens, we'll be ready. I appreciate
it, Liz. We're hoping the Captain can pull a
rabbit out of his hat. Whatever that means. Let's
get set up with supplies in case we lose power
to the replicators. Captain on the bridge. There's
no way I looked that good in that chair. I'm
sure you looked fine in the chair in your day,
sir. I don't know how much Commander Ch'rega
told you, but we might have to fight our way
back to Earth. She mentioned there might be some
trouble. I take it things have escalated. The
Admiral has made some threats, and I'm being
accused of a few things, so we need to keep up
our guard. Don't worry, sir. We will be ready.
I appreciate it, Commander. Helm, report. Holding
steady on a course to Earth, sir. Thank you,
Mia. Gazig, how does Ops look? Looking good,
Captain. Everything's green across the board.
I'm going to assume Commander Ch'rega spoke to
both of you about what is happening. Aye, sir.
Yes, Captain. Good. I need both of you to be
ready for anything. That may even mean some fancy
flying, Mia. Yes, sir. It's about time. I know
I can count on each of you to do your best. Mr.
Gazig, open a ship -wide channel, please. Channel
open, sir. All hands, this is the captain speaking.
I'm sure many of you have heard rumors of what
happened at the Celes III Rehabilitation Center.
And that I and other officers on this ship...
are being accused of certain crimes against the
Federation. Let me assure you, even though the
allegations exist, the things we are being accused
of are fabricated. In an effort to clear our
names, resilience is en route to Earth. There,
we hope to plead our case before the Starfleet
Judge Advocate General's office. Given the current
circumstances, this is easier said than done.
The people making the false allegations will
stop at nothing to prevent us from getting to
Earth in one piece. It is my hope, and the hope
of the senior staff, that we can make every peaceful
attempt to get to Earth. I can't promise this
will happen. It's my desire that we only fight
if we have to. To that end, if any one of you
objects to this course of action, Please notify
your department heads. Your names will be noted
in the ship's log. As for the rest of you, be
alert and vigilant. Be prepared, and pray you
won't be called upon to perform your duty. More
out. Is engineering ready, Lieutenant? I guess
that will all depend, Commander. On what? On
what that fool thinks he's going to do. Is he
crazy? Are you serious? Ma 'am? Do you really
want to do this now? What are you talking about?
Strawn's office. Now. What I was really trying
to say is... Did I tell you that you could speak?
No. No what? No, ma 'am. Why aren't you standing
at attention, Lieutenant? Well, Lieutenant, it
seems you've been given a wide latitude lately.
And for some reason, it has led you to believe
that you have the right to criticize whomever
you wish. Is that so? Yes, ma 'am. I mean, no,
ma 'am. Which is it, Lieutenant? I spoke out
of turn, ma 'am. I'll say you did. Permission
to speak freely, ma 'am. I would dare say we've
had enough of your speaking freely, Lieutenant.
I suggest you stand there and listen. It appears
to me that you feel like you deserve some sort
of special treatment because you had a tragic
past. Well, here's something you may not have
considered. You are not the only one. So you
will get zero special treatment from myself or
Captain Moore. Is that understood? Yes, ma 'am.
Now, as for the fool, as you put it... I spoke
out of turn in that instance, and I really didn't...
Mean to let your thoughts and feelings be known?
Yes, ma 'am. I mean, no, ma 'am. You don't seem
to know whether you're coming or going, Lieutenant.
I'm going to let you in on a little insight.
That fool, as you put it, is putting his career,
not to mention his ass, on the line for you.
Maybe you haven't stopped to think about the
big picture here? He's facing a possible conspiracy
to commit murder rap over the prisoner on Celes
III. The Admiral has made it pretty clear he's
not going to stop until someone pays for the
trouble that we have caused in order to help
you. So if he gets a hold of the Captain, what
does that mean for you? I doubt you'll be accepted
back into the family as a loving daughter. You
know too much. And if he does take you back?
It probably means more mind melds and no chance
of getting back into space. Ever. But where does
that leave the rest of the resilience crew? What
is to become of the nearly 1 ,000 people who
followed the captain's orders and had really
no idea what was going on or why the Admiral
was after us? Surely they're going to get to
go about their business and return to their lives
as normal. Are you that naive to think that is
what will happen? No, ma 'am. You can be angry
with him all you want. The truth is, he already
hates himself for doing what he did 20 years
ago. You are forgetting one thing, though. If
he hadn't taken you away from the soldiers and
your father, you wouldn't be here today. And
frankly, I'm glad that you're here with us. Thank
you, Commander. He's trying hard to make things
right. If he succeeds, things are going to be
different. But if he fails, we are all going
to be in some serious trouble. So what we need
to do is figure out some way we can get to Earth
in one piece. Aye, sir. Good. Dismissed. Amanda?
Yes? Thank you. Anytime, May. She's absolutely
right. There has got to be a way to get an advantage
in this situation. Maybe we could... That's it.
Hey, Kaylee. I have an idea. Sir, I'm picking
up a ship on the edge of our sensors. What do
you make of it, Mr. Gazig? It appears to be
on an intercept course, sir. Commander Vex, stand
by with shields. Be ready to arm the weapons,
only if necessary. Maintain yellow alert and
take no aggressive posture. Aye, sir. Sir, I'm
registering a Starfleet transponder. Let's have
it, mister. Sir, it's the Enterprise! Thank you.
Amanda Lynn Newkirk as High Priestess T'pel.
Mike Hansen as Lieutenant Michael Liebman, Ensign
Graves, and Ensign Rol. Lex Hart as Dr. Jacinta
Escamilla. Amy Welch as The Computer. Mike Hansen
as Admiral Michael Kilgallon. Additional credits
available at starshipresilience .com. Tune in
on April 3rd for Episode 9, Half a League Onward.
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