Discussion in 'Star Trek: Enterprise' started by Athena28, Jan 15, 2020.
T'POL: If you'd like, the A3 injector port needs replacing.
SIM: I'll get right on it.
(Instead, he goes to a computer screen and starts doing something.)
ARCHER: What's the problem?
REED: Someone's rerouted the Launch Bay controls. We're shut out.
ARCHER: Archer to the Launch Bay. Come in.
HOSHI: Captain, I'm reading one person in there.
(Sim is sitting in the open hatch of Shuttlepod One.)
SIM: I was all ready to do it.
ARCHER: What stopped you?
SIM: Where the hell was I going to go? We're nowhere near any habitable planet. Didn't really want to spend the rest of my life floating around in a shuttlepod which doesn't even have any toilet facilities. Can you imagine a lousier way to spend your old age? Cooped up in that thing, peeing in a bottle? Actually, I can imagine a worse fate.
ARCHER: What would that be?
SIM: Being stuck in there with Malcolm. Damn, this is a screwed up situation.
Archer: I can't argue with you there.
SIM: A lifetime in eight days. It's not that I'm scared of dying, it's just that I can't imagine not being here tomorrow. You want to know what really stopped me?
Sim: My sister. And she was my sister as much as Trip's.
ARCHER: I believe that.
[*reaching for tissues* ]
SIM: I don't want what happened to her to happen to anyone else.
ARCHER: That's why I gave the order to create you.
SIM: Do me a favour when this is over. If Commander Tucker decides to do any more modifications to the engines, tell him to watch his ass.
(Sim is stroking Porthos when the intercom beeps.)
Phlox [OC]: We're ready for you.
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