Suicide mission

[itscalledlove]

Rip? Rip, I need an update.

How about this update? They've boarded the ship! We've been overrun!

Excellent.

Perhaps you're not taking this seriously, Miranda.

Gary? Yes, Captain? Be a dear and open the portside bulkhead, would you?

Look, I enjoy a suicide mission as much as the next person...

You heard me, Gary. Yes, ma'am.

What's the plan here?

Rip, you might want to grab hold of something.

Yes, I am! It's called a gun! Something else.

Do it, please. Now, Gary. [screaming]

Gamma-delta hatch opened. Explosive decompression has evacuated the time pirates.

Seal hatch, engage time drive, and punch it.

Well done, Lieutenant Coburn.

Well done? She nearly got us killed. The simulation equivalent, at least.

She demonstrated unconventional thinking against overwhelming numbers. You could learn a thing or two from her, Lieutenant Hunter.

[romantic music] ♪ ♪ Declan was right. Teach me more. [laughs] [clears throat] [both gasp] Sir, I can explain.

Don't bother, Lieutenant. Save it for your disciplinary hearing.

Hey, hey, hey. We can figure this out. We'll get through this together.

That's just it. We can't be together. We knew from the start. Relationships are strictly forbidden.

There has to be a way to fix this.

I'm sorry. I need some time to think.