"The Catwalk" Line-by-Line

Phlox: That means there's only enough room for 2/3 of these cages.

 

T'POL: Perhaps some of your creatures could share.

 

Phlox: They'll eat each other. They're vital to my work and the health of the crew. I'm not accustomed to making emotional appeals. Please. Don't make me choose between them.

 

T'Pol: Alright. Twenty cubic metres.

 

Phlox: My Edosian slugs thank you.

 

[Catwalk]

(people are setting in either side of the walkway)
TUCKER: I'm afraid these aren't first class accommodations.

 

TAGRIM: They'll be fine, Commander. We're grateful for your hospitality.

 

Trip: We're going to have a lot of time to get to know each other. If you need anything, I'll be right over here. (Trip walks away)

 

GURI: I don't know the first thing about stellar cartography.

 

Tagrim: Guri.

 

GURI: What if they begin to ask questions?

 

[Ready room]

(Archer is doing some final packing when he pauses to watch the purple ribbon-like phenomenon approaching.)

Archer: Come in. (T'Pol enters) I didn't expect it to be beautiful. Too bad we don't have time to run some scans.

 

T'POL: We'll be inside the phenomenon for nearly 8 days. We can run all the scans we want. Lieutenant Reed has completed his modifications.

 

Archer: I'm a little nervous about shutting down the power grid.

 

T'POL: A single neutronic surge could overload the grid and damage critical systems.

 

Archer: I did a little research in the Vulcan database. That Class five storm a century ago involved the Starship T'Plana. Apparently, they couldn't outrun the wavefront. It was lost with all hands. I thought you said it was nearly destroyed.

 

T'POL: I must have remembered incorrectly.

 

Archer and T'Pol exit the ready room and enter the bridge, which is empty except for Reed. Archer takes the helm.

Archer: Bridge to Commander Tucker.

 

Trip [OC]: Go ahead.

 

Archer: Ready for the hand off?