"Broken Bow" Line-by-Line

[May 20]

PHLOX: Anatomically, you humans are somewhat simplistic, but what you lack biologically you make up for with your charming optimism, not to mention your egg drop soup. Be very careful with that.

 

[mattman8907]

ARCHER: What's in there?

 

[JanewayRulz!]

PHLOX: An Altarian marsupial. Their droppings contain the greatest concentration of regenerative enzymes found anywhere.

 

[Hopeful Romantic]

ARCHER: Their droppings?

 

[May 20]

PHLOX: If you're going to try to embrace new worlds you must try to embrace new ideas. That's why the Vulcans initiated the Interspecies Medical Exchange. There's a lot to be learned.

 

[Kertrats47]

ARCHER: I'm sorry I had to take you away from your program, but our doctors haven't even heard of a Klingon.

 

[Athena28]

PHLOX: Please, no apologies. What better time to study human beings than when they're under pressure? It's a rare opportunity. And your Klingon friend. I've never had a chance to examine a living one before.

 

[Kertrats47]

ARCHER: Ensign Mayweather tells me we'll be to Kronos in about eighty hours. Any chance he'll be conscious by then?

 

[LeadHead]

Phlox: There’s a chance he’ll be conscious in the next ten minutes, but not a very good one.

 

[Kertrats47]

ARCHER: Eighty hours, Doctor. If he doesn't walk off this ship on his own two feet, he doesn't stand much of a chance.

 

[sekundant]

PHLOX: I'll do the best I can. Optimism, Captain!

 

[Kertrats47]

[The "Sweet Spot"]

TUCKER: You're upside down, Ensign.

 

[May 20]

TRAVIS: (sitting on ceiling) Yes, sir.

 

[Kertrats47]

TUCKER: Care to explain why?

 

[sekundant]

TRAVIS: When I was a kid, we called it the sweet spot. Every ship's got one.

 

[Kertrats47]

TUCKER: "Sweet spot"?

 

[JanewayRulz!]

TRAVIS: It's usually about halfway between the grav-generator and the bow plate. Grab a hold of the hatch. No, on either side. Now push off. Push off.

 

[LeadHead]

Trip pushes off from the hatch and begins to float through the center of the room.

Trip: Wow.

Trip loses control and starts "falling" toward the ceiling.

Trip: WHOOOOOOOAAAAA!

Thud.

 

[JanewayRulz!]

TRAVIS: It takes practice. Ever slept in zero G?

 

[LeadHead]

Trip: Slept?