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You don't trust me, Captain?

agreement between my senior officers.

Our species map is binary.

We see something we don't understand

Interference is starting

You do understand that being afraid

but no one can tell me where or what it is.

Our only choice now is to navigate this situation

This is Burnham in the blind.

Weapons, slot a pair of photon torpedoes in the tubes

they may be responsible for the damage to our relay.

CHILD: ...14 solar years.

we were doing a deep-space communication relay audit.

(high-pitched sound growing louder)

She also has a grade-three concussion. I'm not delusional.

If it's hiding Klingons, we've got to flush them out.

We target its neck, cut off its head...

Is there any chance they can't hear us?

will be lost because of failure to act. Whose lives?

GEORGIOU: Hey, I taught you that.

Well, the comment was figurative;

SARU: The object is 2,000 kilometers...

We are forecasting some mild debris,

In light of the fact that they killed your parents,

with how you use this information.

He strongly believes we should about-face.

CONNOR: Electronic alignment in process.

They've detected our weapons signature.

He was warrior caste.

Correct. Klingon homeworld Qo'noS.

Oxygen/nitrogen saturation: nominal.

Tactical log's ready. Thank you, Mr. Gant.

CONNOR: Rerouting power.

Are you acting on the captain's orders?

at maximum scanning distance

TESTING COMPUTER: Klingon social order rests upon?

Number One, get to sickbay.

We've encountered the Klingons.

That's easy. I'd escape.

But I'll try to be more precise.

We cannot destroy another culture's property on a whim.

Are you kidding? It's relevant.

is born from chaos and destruction.