(dramatic music) (beeping)
-: She's all yours, Major.
Energize, Mr. O'Brian.
-: Aye, sir.
(beeping)
-: That's strange.
-: What's wrong?
-: Oh, nothing serious.
Just a power fluctuation in the annular confinement beam.
(beeping)
Well, that's impossible.
-: What happened?
-: I stabilized the beam,
but according to our sensors they never materialized
at their destination.
They're just gone.
(suspenseful music)
-: Okay, buddy, come on, rise and shine.
Come on.
Ah, look what we have here.
-: Who are you?
-: Who am I?
Do you believe this?
Sleeping Beauty asking me questions.
Up.
-: Hey, Vin.
We've been working all night.
Why don't we forget about these guys?
I just want to go home
and see Sonia and the kids and get some sleep.
-: What are you an anarchist?
There's a law against sleeping in the streets.
Now I do like the matching pajamas.
All right, let's see some logo.
-: Logo?
-: ID, identification.
UAC card, transit pass,
-: Where are we?
What happened to Starfleet headquarters?
-: Ah perfect, just what we need, two more dims.
-: Those shotguns, uniforms.
Something very familiar about this.
-: Yeah, probably from the last time you were
at a sanctuary district.
-: Sanctuary district?
What year is this?
-: Same year as it was yesterday, 2024.
Let's go.
-: How did they find us?
(suspenseful music)