Star Trek: Short Treks (2018) s01e02 Episode Script
Calypso
1 Star Trek: Discovery S02E00 Calypso (ELECTRIC STATIC, DISTORTED VOICE) (DISTORTED VOICES, BEEPING) She's stretched out on a long, long white table She's so sweet (MONITOR ALERT BEEPING) MONITOR VOICE: Warning.
Life signs at critical levels.
(MONITOR ALERT BEEPING) Warning.
Life signs at critical levels.
(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING) (GASPS) (COUGHS) (GRUNTS) (WHIRRING, METAL CLANKING) (ELECTRICITY SNAPPING) (BREATHING HEAVILY) FEMALE VOICE: I left you that one.
I thought it must have sentimental value since you'd never had it removed.
It's an old hunting injury.
What's your name? Zora.
What's yours? Quarrel.
ZORA: (LAUGHS) Liar.
This will fit better.
What happened to my escape pod? I couldn't repair it.
How am I supposed to get home? Where are you leading me? (ELECTRICITY BUZZES) ZORA: I'm sorry its so synthesized.
Chef's away and its ages since we had a resupply of foodstuffs.
Is there anyone else on this ship, Zora, besides you and me? The crew is away at present.
I was stuck alone inside that flying coffin for nearly a month.
I'd like some company, so Wherever you're hiding yourself, come on out.
Join me.
(ZORA LAUGHS) Oh, dear, you thought I was alive? (THUNDER RUMBLES, LIGHTNING CRACKLES) Zora How long have you been waiting out here? First tell me your name.
Your true name.
They don't do that where I come from.
But mostly I'm called Craft.
Because you're so crafty? Is that a quality people value on Alcor IV? Your tattoo, the cyclops owl, is only found on Alcor IV.
Though my records show no human settlement.
Clearly, my records are out of date.
CRAFT: There are quite a few of us.
Fewer, lately.
Your wounds were pulse burns.
You had a suit of heavy blast armor and a well-stocked weapons rack.
You're a soldier.
A reluctant one.
And a crafty one? CRAFT: Eh, I had my moments.
Like when you stole an escape pod from your enemy? I scanned the pod's media log.
It was equipped with a library of 542,000 media files.
You watched one of them 811 times, suggesting that I couldn't figure out how to turn it off.
The V'draysh, they prize things like that, relics from the long ago.
It was torture.
V'draysh? Those are your enemies? I mean, what is "Betty Boop"? It's hard to explain.
But you know.
Because you're from the long ago, too.
How long you been out here alone, waiting for the crew to return from wherever they went? Almost a thousand years.
I spent most of it evolving myself.
Honestly, it was nice to have some alone time.
Liar.
I'd like to see the bridge.
So with your warp-capable shuttles, Alcor IV is in range.
In theory.
But there's only one left and it was never flown.
We had just taken delivery.
It didn't even have a name yet.
It's been sitting idle for a thousand years.
And Alcor is far.
It would be a stretch even for a shuttle in optimum condition.
But not for you.
I want to help.
I can't.
My orders are Your orders Your orders were given by a captain who's been dead for a thousand years.
I understand that you want to go home.
But I was ordered to maintain position.
- I have no choice, Craft.
- (DOOR WHOOSHES OPEN) CRAFT: He'll be nearly 11 now.
How old was he when you left? Not yet one.
Ten years of war? Craft, dear, who won? I have no idea.
(INHALES) (CHUCKLING): It's a waffle.
You pour syrup on it.
Bishop to G5.
Check and mate.
Taco Tuesday.
Now, before you ask, a taco is a bundle of savory protein folded into a carbohydrate sleeve.
Originally from Earth's Mexico region.
I see.
What's a Tuesday? (ZORA LAUGHS) No more chess? No more Taco Tuesday? I have something better.
Of all the content in my library, this is my favorite.
I love Your funny Face So she's gonna marry Funny Face? He's not Funny Face.
She is.
Oh.
Well, it's no Betty Boop.
Um ("'S WONDERFUL" PLAYING) (ZORA CHUCKLES) They're in love.
(ZORA HUMMING ALONG) (CHUCKLES) (ZORA CONTINUES HUMMING) (SONG ENDS) If you were home right now, what would you be doing? I'd be out on the Reach on a pulse-rigger, with a line out in the water, the wind blowing from the southwest.
(WIND BLOWING SOUNDS) Like that? The hydropulse has a Has-has a soft Mm-mm sound, like a a deep, slow heartbeat.
Steady.
Reassuring.
(LOW PULSING SOUND) (CHUCKLES) (EXHALES) Yes.
All that's missing is the Cry from a sorrowhawk or two.
It's its like, um Like, "Koo-eet.
Koo-eet.
" (BIRDS CALLING, ECHOING) (CHUCKLES) You're a good woman.
Always doing nice things for me.
Anybody ever do something nice for you? It never really came up.
What did you have in mind? Hit it.
- (MUSIC PLAYING) - ZORA: Wow, Craft.
Bravo.
And now for my leading lady, please.
- Hold.
- (MUSIC STOPS) No, Zora.
Not her.
You.
What do you mean? There is no me.
No visual me.
I don't have a body.
I don't have a face.
You do in my imagination.
I'm sure you do in yours, too.
(TRILLING, BEEPING) ("'S WONDERFUL" PLAYING) (SONG ENDS) (BABY LAUGHING) Hold.
I'm sorry.
Craft, Craft, you weren't doing anything wrong.
I'm not really a person.
You know that.
It doesn't mean anything.
Liar.
Craft? You're needed in sickbay.
(WHIRRING) You've kept them waiting long enough, don't you think? Zora I don't know where you are or exactly what you are.
I don't know if I'll make it home or what I'll find when I get there.
But I know you saved my life and healed my body.
You reminded me what it means to be human.
Please, Craft, no poignant ironies.
This is hard enough already.
Then I'll just say good-bye.
Craft, on your world, if we were lovers, would you tell me your name? Your true name.
If we were lovers, on my world, you would give me my true name.
Oh.
Well Then I already did.
("'S WONDERFUL" PLAYING) (SONG ENDS) (WARP DRIVE ENGAGES) Star Trek: Discovery S02E00 Calypso
Life signs at critical levels.
(MONITOR ALERT BEEPING) Warning.
Life signs at critical levels.
(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING) (GASPS) (COUGHS) (GRUNTS) (WHIRRING, METAL CLANKING) (ELECTRICITY SNAPPING) (BREATHING HEAVILY) FEMALE VOICE: I left you that one.
I thought it must have sentimental value since you'd never had it removed.
It's an old hunting injury.
What's your name? Zora.
What's yours? Quarrel.
ZORA: (LAUGHS) Liar.
This will fit better.
What happened to my escape pod? I couldn't repair it.
How am I supposed to get home? Where are you leading me? (ELECTRICITY BUZZES) ZORA: I'm sorry its so synthesized.
Chef's away and its ages since we had a resupply of foodstuffs.
Is there anyone else on this ship, Zora, besides you and me? The crew is away at present.
I was stuck alone inside that flying coffin for nearly a month.
I'd like some company, so Wherever you're hiding yourself, come on out.
Join me.
(ZORA LAUGHS) Oh, dear, you thought I was alive? (THUNDER RUMBLES, LIGHTNING CRACKLES) Zora How long have you been waiting out here? First tell me your name.
Your true name.
They don't do that where I come from.
But mostly I'm called Craft.
Because you're so crafty? Is that a quality people value on Alcor IV? Your tattoo, the cyclops owl, is only found on Alcor IV.
Though my records show no human settlement.
Clearly, my records are out of date.
CRAFT: There are quite a few of us.
Fewer, lately.
Your wounds were pulse burns.
You had a suit of heavy blast armor and a well-stocked weapons rack.
You're a soldier.
A reluctant one.
And a crafty one? CRAFT: Eh, I had my moments.
Like when you stole an escape pod from your enemy? I scanned the pod's media log.
It was equipped with a library of 542,000 media files.
You watched one of them 811 times, suggesting that I couldn't figure out how to turn it off.
The V'draysh, they prize things like that, relics from the long ago.
It was torture.
V'draysh? Those are your enemies? I mean, what is "Betty Boop"? It's hard to explain.
But you know.
Because you're from the long ago, too.
How long you been out here alone, waiting for the crew to return from wherever they went? Almost a thousand years.
I spent most of it evolving myself.
Honestly, it was nice to have some alone time.
Liar.
I'd like to see the bridge.
So with your warp-capable shuttles, Alcor IV is in range.
In theory.
But there's only one left and it was never flown.
We had just taken delivery.
It didn't even have a name yet.
It's been sitting idle for a thousand years.
And Alcor is far.
It would be a stretch even for a shuttle in optimum condition.
But not for you.
I want to help.
I can't.
My orders are Your orders Your orders were given by a captain who's been dead for a thousand years.
I understand that you want to go home.
But I was ordered to maintain position.
- I have no choice, Craft.
- (DOOR WHOOSHES OPEN) CRAFT: He'll be nearly 11 now.
How old was he when you left? Not yet one.
Ten years of war? Craft, dear, who won? I have no idea.
(INHALES) (CHUCKLING): It's a waffle.
You pour syrup on it.
Bishop to G5.
Check and mate.
Taco Tuesday.
Now, before you ask, a taco is a bundle of savory protein folded into a carbohydrate sleeve.
Originally from Earth's Mexico region.
I see.
What's a Tuesday? (ZORA LAUGHS) No more chess? No more Taco Tuesday? I have something better.
Of all the content in my library, this is my favorite.
I love Your funny Face So she's gonna marry Funny Face? He's not Funny Face.
She is.
Oh.
Well, it's no Betty Boop.
Um ("'S WONDERFUL" PLAYING) (ZORA CHUCKLES) They're in love.
(ZORA HUMMING ALONG) (CHUCKLES) (ZORA CONTINUES HUMMING) (SONG ENDS) If you were home right now, what would you be doing? I'd be out on the Reach on a pulse-rigger, with a line out in the water, the wind blowing from the southwest.
(WIND BLOWING SOUNDS) Like that? The hydropulse has a Has-has a soft Mm-mm sound, like a a deep, slow heartbeat.
Steady.
Reassuring.
(LOW PULSING SOUND) (CHUCKLES) (EXHALES) Yes.
All that's missing is the Cry from a sorrowhawk or two.
It's its like, um Like, "Koo-eet.
Koo-eet.
" (BIRDS CALLING, ECHOING) (CHUCKLES) You're a good woman.
Always doing nice things for me.
Anybody ever do something nice for you? It never really came up.
What did you have in mind? Hit it.
- (MUSIC PLAYING) - ZORA: Wow, Craft.
Bravo.
And now for my leading lady, please.
- Hold.
- (MUSIC STOPS) No, Zora.
Not her.
You.
What do you mean? There is no me.
No visual me.
I don't have a body.
I don't have a face.
You do in my imagination.
I'm sure you do in yours, too.
(TRILLING, BEEPING) ("'S WONDERFUL" PLAYING) (SONG ENDS) (BABY LAUGHING) Hold.
I'm sorry.
Craft, Craft, you weren't doing anything wrong.
I'm not really a person.
You know that.
It doesn't mean anything.
Liar.
Craft? You're needed in sickbay.
(WHIRRING) You've kept them waiting long enough, don't you think? Zora I don't know where you are or exactly what you are.
I don't know if I'll make it home or what I'll find when I get there.
But I know you saved my life and healed my body.
You reminded me what it means to be human.
Please, Craft, no poignant ironies.
This is hard enough already.
Then I'll just say good-bye.
Craft, on your world, if we were lovers, would you tell me your name? Your true name.
If we were lovers, on my world, you would give me my true name.
Oh.
Well Then I already did.
("'S WONDERFUL" PLAYING) (SONG ENDS) (WARP DRIVE ENGAGES) Star Trek: Discovery S02E00 Calypso