ARCHER: We must finally be back to our own time.
TRIP (OS): How do you know?
ARCHER: All the colors are oversaturated.
TRIP: Yeah, I'm really into, umm...logic and stuff!
T'POL: You see mother, he's a perfect match.
TRIP: What the...? Oh, hell. What year am I in this time?
ARCHER (OS): Travis, let the writer go!
MAYWEATHER: Not until he gives me more lines!