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Reed: All those times I made fun of Trip for getting pregnant...
Phlox: Get ready to push, Lieutenant. A contraction is coming on.
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Archer: According to this readout the baby is traveling from your inner thigh towards your genitals. I'm not gonna lie, Malcolm. This is gonna hurt.
Phlox: I'm sorry Captain. I did all that I could but his injuries were too severe.
Archer: He was a fine officer and will be missed. *thinking* Who the hell is that guy, anyway?