Discussion in 'Enterprise' started by LeadHead, Jul 11, 2012.
TUCKER: Power relays.
Archer: I talked to his parents this morning.
Archer: Yeah. (to Porthos) Sit. If I asked your parents what you like to eat, would they be able to tell me?
TUCKER: Are you kidding? My mom would give you her recipe for pan-fried catfish, and wouldn't let you go till you promised not to screw it up.
Archer: Malcolm's parents didn't know what his favorite food was. They didn't even know he was an Armoury Officer.
TUCKER: That's strange.
ARCHER: It made me think. We don't know that much about Malcolm, do we? (weird noise)
T'Pol [OC]: Bridge to the Captain.
ARCHER: Go ahead.
T'Pol: The alien vessel has returned.
ARCHER: Guess we weren't so uninteresting after all.
T'POL: They dropped out of warp five hundred kilometres dead ahead.
TRAVIS: I had to reverse engines to keep from banging into them.
ARCHER: Let's try this again. (Hoshi opens a channel) Welcome back. I was hoping we'd have an opportunity to meet again. The primary mission of my ship is to make peaceful contact with other species. If there's anything we can do to assure you of our intentions.. (pauses, Hoshi shakes her head) Well, it's been nice talking to you. Let's do this again sometime.
HOSHI: I'm picking up something.
ARCHER: Can you translate it?
HOSHI: I don't think it's a language.
(an eardrum busting sound rips through the Bridge)
T'POL: We're being scanned. (the green ship fires several shots as it passes overhead)
ARCHER: Hull plating.
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