Discussion in 'Star Trek: Enterprise' started by Athena28, Dec 1, 2020.
TRAVIS: But no one's made the decision to abandon the infected crew members.
REED: Then this'll likely be one of the times when everyone dies.
(The window is still covered over when Archer 'rings the doorbell'.)
TUCKER [OC]: Travis, if that's you again.
ARCHER: It's me.
(The cover slides back to reveal a pasty-faced, sweaty Tucker.)
TUCKER: Next time I ask to go on a landing party, talk me out of it, okay?
ARCHER: You're usually too stubborn to be talked out of anything. But I'll do my best. How's Hoshi?
TRIP: Sleeping. Whatever Phlox gave us, at least it's helping with the pain.
ARCHER: Phlox identified what's causing all the trouble. A silicon-based virus.
TUCKER: I don't suppose he's on his way over here with the cure.
ARCHER: He's working on it. So is T'Pol.
TUCKER: So, there is no cure.
ARCHER: Not yet.
TRIP: I'm getting the idea you're up against a deadline.
ARCHER: If you mean how much time do you have, it's too early for that kind of talk. Your own immune system could knock this thing out.
TUCKER: I remember Exobiology 101, Captain. Humans are carbon-based. Our immune system can't fight silicon.
ARCHER: Don't you give up on me.
TUCKER: There are still a bunch of planets out there we haven't seen.
ARCHER: Get some rest.
MAYWEATHER: We're looking for signs of elevated intelligence in the species we observe.
REED: Rational intelligence, yes. Which Archer has not demonstrated. The longer the infected crew remain on board, the greater the risk that quarantine will fail.
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