Archer: "Let me get this straight: You're going to disconnect this man from life-support, even though he could live? Where's the logic in that?"
Generic Vulcan Asshole: "They are a warrior race. They dream of dying in battle. If you understood the complexities of interstellar diplomacy you-"
Archer: "We may be crude but we're not murderers." (addressing Forrest) "You're not going to let them do this are you?"
Archer: "Volatile? You have no idea how much I'm restraining myself from knocking you on your ass!" (T'pol: ) (Turning to Forrest) Archer: "These Klingons, they're anxious to get their man back, fine. I can have my ship ready to go in three days. We'll take him home: alive."