"Silent Enemy" Line-by-Line

Mary Reed [on monitor]: The Reeds have been navy men for generations.

 

STUART REED: Until Malcolm decided to join Starfleet. I suppose the ocean wasn't big enough for him.

 

Archer: He's a long way from home in any case, Mister Reed. I'd like to do something special for his birthday, make him a special dinner. I was hoping you could tell me what he likes to eat.

 

Mary Reed [on monitor]: Captain, Malcolm's never been comfortable making requests.

 

Archer: I'm not sure I understand.

 

Stuart Reed [on monitor]: He always ate whatever was put in front of him.

 

ARCHER: Are you saying he doesn't have a favourite food?

 

Mary Reed [on monitor]: Not that he's ever told me.

 

ARCHER: Well, if you happen to think of anything, you can always contact me through Starfleet.

 

Mary Reed [on monitor]: Give Malcolm our best.

 

Archer: I will.

 

STUART REED [on monitor]: Safe journey, Captain.

 

[Bridge]

Hoshi: How'd it go?

 

ARCHER: Could have gone better. Apparently, he hasn't called home since we left Earth. I want you to find out what he likes to eat.

 

Hoshi: Me, Sir?

 

Archer: But don't let Malcolm know.

 

HOSHI: Maybe this is more in Chef's area.

 

Archer: We're talking about a delicate assignment, Hoshi. It needs your finesse.

 

HOSHI: Sir, I'm running a diagnostic on our subspace transceiver array.

 

Archer: Ger some help if you need it, but make this a top priority. That's an order.