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Guess I kind of blew it in there, huh?

Someone actually Starfleet,

might want to wear your dress uniform.

That was the message.

UHURA: These markings,

They're launching torpedoes, Captain.

We've tried every hail, every scan you can think of.

it would have destroyed the planet.

It knew its fate, you might say.

[melodic tune playing over speakers]

I'm going back to change.

No pep talk could have increased them.

The surface of the comet is bombarded

Persephone III is an M-Class world.

-Shields at 25%. Phasers locked. -PIKE: Ortegas,

We brought down the force field, so how do we move the comet?

Preparing to engage heat shields.

Today, you are, quite simply,

with such accuracy.

What if you got that message

Don't throw your life away, Chris.

I'd say we have less than a minute.

What kind of weapons are we dealing with?

I could keep going. These are the kids I save when it happens.

It goes beyond my own life.

-we shall not part as enemies. -PIKE: Thank you.

What if we didn't?

I am familiar with Yahtzee, Lieutenant,

Okay, try and follow my lead.

-They're identical. -UNA: You're saying

-[Uhura vocalizing] -[cave resonating to match]

A human in my condition might consider themselves impaired.

Hold on. Let me try something.

the only person for the job.

Shields up. Red alert.

I haven't been able to translate it yet. It might take days.

Where do you see yourself in ten y--

[alarm blaring]

set long before our suns

I was a cadet once too, Cadet.

The shields are not constant.

So, just because you receive a message from the future

Maximum impulse.

Which is why I've asked Sam Kirk of Xenoanthropology here

[tricorder beeping]

Maybe don't take your foot off the gas on that one.