TRAVIS: Ran into a Class 3 once. Had to take shelter in the ship's core. We were down there for 6 weeks.
Trip: Oh, I never thought about that. There are some storage lockers in the aft compartment. We ought to be able to convert a couple of them. (they go through a hatchway into another section with control panels on the wall) Trip: This'll be our Bridge. We're going to have to jury-rig these panels, tap them into command functions.
TRAVIS: We only got worried when the generators went down. We lost the grav-plating, life support. I'll never forget that look in my father's eyes. He knew we were in trouble.
PHLOX: This way. (the ship is a frenzy of activity. The warp injectors are being locked down. Duffle bags are being passed up the ladders to the catwalk, spacesuits are being packed and moved)