PHLOX: Certainly. This is a most enjoyable sport. Reminiscent of Octran fertility contests. (T'Pol enters.)
ARCHER: Captain's starlog, supplemental. Enterprise has arrived at Vulcan as ordered. Three days after the bombing of Earth's embassy, the death toll stands at forty three, and I have lost my friend, Admiral Forrest. Vulcan authorities still have no lead on who's responsible. [Corridor] ARCHER: I'm sorry to keep you from your family, but I'm going to need you on the investigation full-time.
ARCHER: Your mother and husband will understand? (they arrive at the airlock and Archer works the console)
T'POL: My mother hasn't responded to my communiqués. It's not unusual for her to become lost in her work. As for my husband, our arrangement remains unchanged.
ARCHER: So far, we've done our best to remain neutral, and the Andorians know that. They have nothing to gain by attacking us.