REED: The timer might be broken, but that bomb's armed. Don't move. The slightest vibration might set it off. Reed to Enterprise. I need an emergency transporter lock. Two to beam up on my mark.
REED: Negative, Enterprise. Stand by. (puts the open communicator on his shoulder, like a phone) I'm going to attempt to scan it.
REED: Yeah. If I had designed that bomb, I'd rig it to go off the instant a sensor beam made contact. Look on the bright side. If it detonates, we'll never know. Steady. There's Vulcan DNA on these controls. So much for blaming Andorians. Boosting scan resolution.
[Sickbay] (Archer, T'Pol and Stel enter) PHLOX: According to the Vulcan Genome Registry, the DNA on the bomb's controls was left by this woman. T'Pau. (the image of a young woman is on his overhead monitor)