(A direct hit blasts a hole in the brig hull, sucking Connor out into space. Burnham is knocked out but safe behind the security forcefield.) SAREK [memory]: Michael. Michael. Michael. My mind to your mind. My thoughts to your thoughts. Come back to me.
COMPUTER: Major hull breach. Major hull breach. Deck one, deck three, deck six, deck seven, deck eight, deck nine.
[Brig] COMPUTER: Shield at fifteen percent. Diverting main power from compromised decks to the bridge. Containment field failure is imminent. All repair personnel evacuate immediately.
SAREK: More than a mind-meld. Ever since you were a child, ever since the bombing at the Learning Centre, that act of terror that forever changed your destiny, a part of me, my katra, has been with you. It also allows us this unique form of connection. I see by your imprisonment that my counsel concerning the Klingons did not yield the results you hoped for.
BURNHAM: I couldn't convince Captain Georgiou to strike the Klingons first, so I took matters into my own hands. You're disappointed. As you should be.
SAREK: Do you think I came here just to say farewell? I would not put my well-being at risk for such sentimentality. The death and destruction raining down on Starfleet, that was to be expected. What I cannot abide is a waste of resources. You're gifted. You are brave. You must do better. Because I know you can.
SAREK: Perhaps that is where I failed you. No matter your shame, gather your strength. Find a way to help those who need you. Live long and prosper.
GEORGIOU: Divert all power from nonessential systems to aft shields. (Direct hit to bridge. The Shenzou tumbles powerless towards the asteroid belt.) GEORGIOU: Ops.