[Comet surface] REED: The beauty of ice is that it records everything like a blank page. The farther down you drill, the farther back in time you go.
(Reed gives the snowman two eyes and a smiling mouth, and sticks the torch in as a nose) Archer [OC]: Archer to Lieutenant Reed.
[Bridge] Archer: I'm sure I don't need to remind you we're being observed. (the two men and the snowman are on the viewscreen)
Archer: We want this to go as smoothly as possible. [Comet surface] Archer [OC]: Make a good impression.