QUOTES

Episode

Fight or Flight

Trip:	How's Slugg-o?
Hoshi:	Dr. Phlox thinks this Argon lamp should help. But she's barely moved all day.
Trip:	We've been out here for 2 weeks and the only first contact we've made is with a dying worm.

Tpol:	The scans of the sectors ahead. . .
John Archer:	Shh! Hear that?
Tpol:	Hear what?
John Archer:	A squeek. Something's squeeking. I think it's coming from under the deck plating, but everytime I get close to it, it stops. If I can't isolate it, I'm going to have to tear the whole flooring up.
Tpol:	That would be unfortunate.

Malcolm:	Wonderful.
Travis:	We're only off by three meters.
Malcolm:	Only three meters? Three meters could mean the difference between hitting a weapon's port and a warp core. Instead of disabiling a vessel, we'd end up destroying it. And probably ourselves in the process.
Travis:	We'll get it right.
Malcolm:	All of this should have been dealt with before we left Earth. Have they detected any inhabital planets or vessels?
Travis:	Not yet.
Malcolm:	Good.
Travis:	I hope you don't expect expect everyone we run into out here to be hostile. In twenty-three years, I don't think my folks ran into problems, more than a half dozen times.
Malcolm:	I don't believe you were ever out quite this far.

John Archer:

Come on, Travis. We've got to find Mister Reed something to blow up.

John Archer:	Resume course, Ensign.
Malcolm:	Sir!
John Archer:	We're not going to sit on our butts for twenty-four hours.

Phlox:	Every moment's been an adventure for me. Human's are so unpredictable. Have you seen the quantities of food Crewman Namod consumes?
Trip:	Not really.
Phlox:	Have you smelled Ensign Sacarro after she exercises?
Trip:	Uh. .
Phlox:	She gives off a fragrance not unlike an adrenal gland of a Naussican. And Crewmen Bennet and Hayden over there. Do you see them? If I'm not mistaken, they are preparing to mate. Do you think they might let me watch?
Trip:	It's good to see you're enjoying yourself.

John Archer:	Where's the nearest star system?
T'pol:	Almost three light years away.
Trip:	It could be running some kind of a deep space experiment. Maybe we should go have a look.
T'pol:	If you insist on allowing your curiousity to dictate your actions.
John Archer:	We insist.

Trip:	If there is anyone on, you can bet they know we're out here.
Malcolm:	Then why haven't they responded?
T'pol:	Not everyone chooses to answer the door when they hear a knock.

Phlox:	Not long after I became a physician there was an explosion on a cargo ship orbiting my homeworld. I was a part of the first medical team to arrive. There were seventeen bodies on the bridge on the bridge alone. I had never seen that many dead people in one place before. Very disturbing. You have nothing to be ashamed of.
Hoshi:	I screamed like a twelve year old.
Phlox:	We're all fightened by unfamiliar things. You should be greatful that you're body experiance doesn't include rooms full of corpses.
Hoshi:	Noboby else screamed.

Episode

Unexpected

John:	You think it might be a good idea to drop out of warp?
Trip:	Well give me a minute, sir. I think I can figure it out.
Action:	::Vent explodes into flames behind Archer. Archer puts it out with an extinguisher.::
Trip:	Tucker to bridge, it might be a good idea to drop out of warp.

Travis:	Its too bad that ship-to-ship sensors are down. Would have been nice to get a look at them.
Trip:	Ill just think of it as a blind date.

Trip:	Don't forget to come for me.
Travis:	I don't know, we are kind of busy.

Tpol:	Commander Tucker is calling again, sir. He's rather anxious.
John:	Put him through.
Trip:	How long's it been, sir?
John:	About five minutes longer than the last time you asked. How's the breathing?
Trip:	A lot easier, but I prefer air I can't see.

Trip:	I just want out, sir. Im not kidding. I can't take much more of this.
John:	Trena'L says they've dealt with this before. Just one hour. If you're not feeling better, we'll bring you back.
Trip:	Its not going to work, Captain.
John:	Take a nap, Trip. Thats an order.

Ah'Len:	Have you had enough?
Trip:	A man needs a lot of fluids when he's under the weather.

Tpol:	Are the injector cells aligned with the primary coil?
Trip:	Aligned and locked. You're not going to believe this. They've got grass growing on the floor. Real grass. It's even green. Is Vulcan grass green?

Ah'Len:	Youre favourite food is catfish.
Trip:	How the hell did you know that?

Phlox:	Tell me, did your visit to the Xyrillian ship involve any romance?
Trip:	What?
Phlox:	Were you intimate with anyone?
Trip:	Doc, I was over there to repair a warp reactor. What, are you talking about?
Phlox:	Seems you did a little more than repair work.
Trip:	Meaning?
Phlox:	This is a nipple.
Trip:	Beg your pardon?
Phlox:	The glastice is located between the sixth and seventh intercotile.
Trip:	What the hell are you talking about?
Phlox:	I'm not quite sure if congratulations are in order, commander, but you're pregnant.

Trip:	But how the hell did I get knocked up?
Phlox:	We don't have any data on their mating procedures, but I wouldn't think it would be that difficult for you to recollect a sexual experience.
Tpol:	Three days. You were only there for three days, and you couldn't restrain yourself?
Trip:	I'm telling you cap'n that I was a complete gentleman the entire time.
Tpol:	I imagine that's a question of how you define gentleman.

Tpol:	This engineer wanted you to see her planet?
Trip:	So?
Tpol:	Perhaps the next step would have been to meet her holographic parents. If I'm not mistaken on some planets that's a precursor to marriage.
Trip:	We took a ride in a rowboat. I swear captain, nothing happened.

Trip:	We all promised to keep this under wraps.
John:	I haven't said a thing. Doctor?
Phlox:	Not a word.
Trip:	I knew it. She probably let it slip the minute she left sickbay.
Phlox:	But Sub-commander Tpol promised to keep your pregnancy secret.
Trip:	Where I'm from, Vulcans aren't known for keeping promises.

John:	Well what makes you think she's told anyone?
Trip:	All you have to do is see the way they whisper. Talk behind my back. You know what happened this morning? Ensign Heart pulled out my chair for me. I'm telling you it was Tpol and you can be sure it was intentional.

Episode

Terra Nova

John:	Are we there yet?
Travis:	Three hours, seventeen minuets to go, sir.

Hoshi:	Captain, do you think anyone's still there?
John:	I'll let you know in about three hours, seventeen minutes

Trip:	Really? Every school kid on Earth had to learn about the famous Vulcan expeditions.
Tpol:	Name one.
Trip:	. . . . .History was never my best subject.

Phlox:	Do you think they'll know that we've returned?
John:	Hard not to hear a shuttle pod on your roof.

Novan:	He speaks in shale.
John:	If that's your way of calling me a liar. Give me a chance to prove what I'm saying.

Jamil:	This one stays.
John:	He needs to be treated as well.
Phlox:	He'll be fine for a few hours.
Malcolm:	Don't worry about me, sir. I was just getting used to the place.

John:	Because whether you wan't to believe it or not, we're both human.
Jamil:	Bury your drawings.

Novan:	Is your belly hollow?
Malcolm:	That all depends. What's for dinner?
Novan:	Digger meat.
Malcolm:	Its a little, uh, undercooked.

John:	There are fifty-eight human beings in those tunnels, and they're all going to die if we don't get them out of there. And what do they think? They think we're a bunch of hostile aliens trying to take over their colony.
Tpol:	Stun grenades.
John:	What?
Tpol:	Commander Tucker has continued to enhance the sensor resolution of their tunnels. We could transport stun grenades to pacific locations. Detonate them and use both shuttle pods to bring them back to the ship.
John:	And then what? Put them in chains?
Tpol:	I'm sure Mister Reed could devise appropriate restraints.
John:	What the hell you think this is? A slave ship?

Jamil:	If our tunnels are infected, you wouldn't want them so badly.
Travis:	We don't. We only want to help you. Make you healthy.

Jamil:	Will you risk your bones to save a Novan?
John:	I'll do what I can.

Travis:	Ever heard of Judge Crater?
Tpol:	Crater?
Travis:	Disappeared in the early twentieth century. How about Amelia Earheart?
Tpol:	No.
Travis:	1937. Never found a trace of her. A lot of people spent years, decades trying to find out what happened to them. But neither of those mysteries holds a candle to Terra Nova. And we solved it!

Episode

The Andorian Incident

John:	How do you think they'd feel about a visit?
Tpol:	P'Jem is a place of quiet contemplation, captain. Im not certain we'd be welcomed.
Trip:	Its because Vulcans think we smell bad, isnt it?

Phlox:	I confess I feel awkward myself on this ship. Sometimes, out of place. But what is that Vulcan motto? Um, infinite diversity. . .
Tpol:	In infinite combinations.
Phlox:	And what is diversity, but uh the celebration of differences. I wonder if you might remind me of our mission on this vessel. Please, indulge me.
Tpol:	Our mission is to make contact with those who humans consider new life and new civilizations.
Phlox:	In other words to seek infinite diversity.
Tpol:	I suppose so.
Phlox:	Well than, it seems to me a cultural exchange between your Vulcan brethren and your human crew is simply a furtherance of that mission.

Trip:	You say this is the place to purge emotions? Looks like someone had to purge pretty bad. They bashed the door in.
Tpol:	The temple is almost three thousand years old, commander. You can't expect it to be in pristine condition.

John:	Is something wrong?
Tpol:	It's probably nothing.
John:	But?
Tpol:	This is the main atrium. There should be more than one member of the order present. And the icon in that shrine is perched at an odd angle.
Trip:	Oddly perched, huh? We better call Starfleet command.
Tpol:	Thats not all, captain. The Vulcan elder seems agitated.
Trip:	You call that agitated?

Andorian:	Stop looking at me.
Trip:	Ok, ok. Don't get you antenna's in a twist.

Andorian:	What does that mean? Earth, what is that?
John:	It's where were from. It's our home world.

Trip:

Now those guys are agitated.

Vulcan:	Youve endangered us all.
Trip:	No good deed goes unpunished.

John:	They talked a lot about searching rooms.
Trip:	Youd think they could find whatever it is they're looking for with those antenna's of theirs.
John:	They answered a hail from Enterprise. hey threatened to kill us all if anyone attempts a rescue.
Tpol:	Mister Reed wouldn't be that reckless.
John:	I didn't recruit my tactical officer to sit on his butt when he's threatened.

Malcolm:	::consistently paces back and forth behind Travis::
Travis:	Sir, you're wearing a hole in the deck plating.

Malcolm:	Are you certain that we can't negotiate?
Trip:	The captain came back from his last negotiation with a face full of bruises.

John:

Here's something I think you'll find interesting. There was a man in Canton, Ohio who once rolled a ball of string over sixty meters in diameter.

Malcolm:	Its a console, Ensign. It won't bite.
Hoshi:	No, it'll just scramble your molecules.
Malcolm:	Crewman?
Crewman:	We've, uh, heard stories, sir. It might not be safe.
Malcolm:	Ive heard the same stories. Now get up here. Coordinates set.
Hoshi:	Aye, sir.
Malcolm:	Than energize before we change our minds.

Malcolm:	Violence in a sanctuary, captain?
John:	Very disrespectful. But, boy did it feel good. All this time they've been calling these monks liars, and all this time they've been right.
Malcolm:	They got enough equipment to see what any Andorian is having for breakfast.

Episode

Civilization

John:	What have we got today?
Tpol:	A jerral super nova remnant, approximately three light years off our course.
John:	That's interesting. What else?
Tpol:	A cluster of three neutron stars, very unusual.
Trip:	How about that? Three stone cold stars. Pretty exciting, huh?

(This bit adds on that last bit)

JOHN: Anything Else?

T'POL: We detected a Menshara class planet

JOHN: Any biosigns?

TRIP: Only about 3 hundred million.

JOHN: (Looks at T'Pol) You could've put that at the top of the list.

John:	Do you see that? Just off the coast.
Hoshi:	I've got it.
Trip:	Looks like an old clipper ship.
John:	Its almost like traveling back in time.
Trip:	I can't wait to get down there.
Tpol:	I'd advise against that. Its standard protocol to wait till a society develops warp drive before initiating first contact.
John:	Those are Vulcan protocols, not human.
Tpol:	Starfleet would be wise to adopt them.

John:	Is there a problem?
Tpol:	I'm detecting neutrino emitions from a city on the eastern continent.
John:	What's causing it?
Tpol:	Possibly an antimatter reactor.
Trip:	Those people don't even have indoor plumbing.
Hoshi:	Maybe of them are more advanced than others.
T'pol:	Or maybe we're not the first visitors.

John:	Seventy-eight light years to get here and our first act is breaking and entering.
Trip:	Maybe you don't have to mention this part in your log.

Tpol:	::Shoots Riann::
John:	Was that necessary?
Tpol:	She was armed.
John:	Let's try not to shoot anyone else while we're here, ok?
Tpol:	I'll try.

Garos:	This is the pride of my entire collection.
Trip:	Who's it supposed to be?
Garos:	Draylin, the mythical ruler of the afterworld.
Trip:	Oh.
Garos:	You're not from this province are you?
John:	No, and neither are you. Your DNA doesn't match any other life form on this planet.
Garos:	Nor does yours.

Riann:	You two are from the same province?
John:	Exactly.
Riann:	Must be difficult to make friends when you keep so much to yourself.
John:	I'm sorry I don't mean to be evasive.
Riann:	Yes, you do.

John:	Did you say something?
Riann:	Sorry, I mutter when I'm writing. Sometimes. It's an old habit.
John:	I have a similar one. I talk to my dog.

Riann:	Have you ever seen anything like that?
John:	Actually, I have.

John:	I can't use my phase pistol. I'd be risk blowing up half the city.
Trip:	Captain, let me come down there and take a crack at it.

Tpol:	Prepare to leave orbit on my order.
Trip:	Belay that. Keep this ship right where it is.
Tpol:	I don't have to reinterate that I outrank you Mister Tucker. Ensign.
Billy:	Engineering.
Trip:	Billy, stand by to vent the nacels, on my order.
Billy:	Yes, Sir.
Trip:	we're not going anywhere.
Tpol:	I didn't say leave orbit. I said prepare to leave orbit. I have no intention of leaving the captain. Dead or alive.

Episode

Fortunate Son

T'pol:	The Earth cargo ship, Fortunate. H-class freighter. Maximum speed warp one point eight. Crew compliment twenty-three.
Travis:	Not counting newborn babies.
Archer:	Ensign?
Travis:	I grew up on a J-Class, a little smaller, but the same basic design. And one thing I can tell you is that at warp one point eight, youve got a lot of time on your hands. between ports. Thats how my parents wound up with me.
T'pol:	Do you have any helpful information on this vessel, beyond its recreational activities?

Archer:	Easy does it. Theres a lot of debris out here.
Travis:	Aye, sir.
Malcolm:	Some of it doesnt seem appear to be from the Fortunate.
Phlox:	On the bright side, Im only picking up inorganic material. No bodies.

Travis:	Tripll get a kick out of this. Its older than he is. Quartermaster wont have anything like it, but engineering should be able to make one for you.
Ryan:	We got our own machine shop.

Ryan:	All we got left now are hydroponics, and nutrapacks.
Travis:	I remember those. We used to call them. . .
Ryan and Travis:	Mystery Meals!
Travis:	My dad was a pretty good cook. He could do magical things with those nutrapacks.
Ryan:	And when it was someones birthday, my mother would bake a cake. We knew better than to ask what it was made of.
Travis:	Didnt stop you from eating it!
Ryan:	No way.

Travis:	You ever think about doing something else?
Ryan:	You mean join Starfleet?
Travis:	Foods not bad.
Ryan:	Was this premeditated? Buy me lunch than give me the recruiting pitch.

Child:	Have you seen Nadine?
Tpol:	Im sorry. I do not know which child is named Nadine.
Nadine:	Thanks.
Tpol:	I just told him the truth.

Archer:	Trip, report.
Trip:	Theyre getting a little trigger happy.

Ryan:

Weve taken enough casualties. Its time we start afflicting our own.

John:	Any other order of mine youd like to question?
Travis:	Not today, sir.

Nausicaan captain:	Were involved in a rescue operation.
John:	Theres a lot of firing going on for a rescue.
Nausicaan captain:	We want our crewman back.
Travis:	He wouldnt be there if you hadnt attacked them in the first place.

Nausicaan captain:	Youre facing three of my ships. Were not interested in your proposals.
John:	Weve scanned your ships. Mister Reed.
Malcolm:	Fort and aft plasma cannons. I doubt those shields of theirs would hold up to our torpedoes.
John:	Youre not sneaking up on an old freighter this time. This is a NX class starship. Take a good look, because you'll be seeing more of them.

John:	Release that hostage.
Ryan:	He's my prisoner and I'm going to handle this my way.
Travis:	What are you going to do? Kill him?
Ryan:	Oh, you again.
Travis:	Sir, with your permission?
Archer:	::nods::
Travis:	You think that killing one of them is going to accomplish anything?
Ryan:	What'd your captain decide a little boomer to boomer talk would persuade me?
Travis:	Just shut up and listen to me. I don't give a damn about you anymore. I'm just thinking about my family.
Ryan:	What have they got to do with this?
Travis:	What's going to happen to the next freighter that runs into the Nausicaans? What if it's the Horizon, and they have to pay the price for your stubborn stupidity?
Ryan:	I'm doing this for them.
Travis:	The hell you are. This isn't about protecting cargo ships.
Ryan:	That is just what it's about.
Travis:	Don't kid yourself into thinking that you're doing this for some greater good. This is about revenge. Nothing else

Episode

Cold Front

Travis:	Where were you last night?
Hoshi:	I decided to turn in early.
Travis:	Well, you didn't miss much.
Hoshi:	What'd they show?
Travis:	Night of the Killer Androids.
Hoshi:	That bad?
Travis:	We got fifty thousand movies in the database. There must be something worth watching.
Hoshi:	You could always read a book.

Malcolm:	Ensigns, enjoy the show last night?
Travis:	Ugh.
Malcolm:	Those are two hours of my life, I'd rather have back.

Fraddock:	Can I help you?
John:	My name is Archer. I'm captain of the starship Enterprise. We are from Earth. We thought we'd introduce ourselves.
Fraddock:	Pleased to meet you. What do you want?

T'pol:	When is this Great Plume due to erupt?
Fraddock:	Tomorrow.
John:	Mind if we join you?
Fraddock:	Its your time to waste.

John:	Four months, three weeks, and. . .
T'pol:	Six days.
Prah Mantoos:	You've traveled a great distance in a short period of time.
Trip:	Warp five will get you where you're going pretty fast.

Hoshi:	They're taking a tour of the ship.
Travis:	Looks like the captain's going all out.
Malcolm:	I hope he's not planning to show them the armory.
Hoshi:	Don't worry Lt, they don't look like the type who'd go around stealing military secrets.

Hoshi:	Aren't you going to take the chair?
Travis:	What?
Hoshi:	You're in command.
Travis:	I'm fine right here.
Hoshi:	Haven't you ever wondered what it's like?
Travis:	I can wait 'till I'm promoted.
Hoshi:	Um kay.
Travis:	::Sits in Captain's chair::
Hoshi:	Nice fit.
Travis:	Bridge looks a lot different from here. Think anyone would mind if I fired a torpedo?
Malcolm:	::Enters Bridge::
Malcolm:	Permission to take my station?
Travis:	Sorry, sir.

Trip:	See this swirling light? When anti-matter, and matter collide it creates a whole lot of energy. We channel that energy through those conduits over there. They lead to the two large glowing cylinders, you may have seen on the outside of the ship.
Alien Pilgrim:	The nacels.
Trip:	That's right.
Alien Pilgrim:	Which contain warp coils that create the subspace displacement field.
Trip:	I see you already know a thing or two about starship engines.
Alien Pilgrim:	I'm a warp field theorist.
Trip:	Oh!

Fraddock:	If I told you, I did it, would there be some kind of reward?
Archer:	Thank you, Captain.
Fraddock:	Well, maybe, it was the cycle of renewal.

Daniels:	I'm sorry about the mess. Sometimes I think my bunkmate majored in chaos theory.
Archer:	What is that? That doesn't look like Starfleet issue.
Daniels:	Because I'm not a member of Starfleet. Not that I wouldn't be honored to be one, sir.

Daniels:	I work for a different kind of organization. We make sure that people like Silik don't interfere with historical events.
Archer:	I've never heard of a group like that.
Daniels:	That's because it doesn't exist yet.

Archer:	Are you human?
Daniels:	More or less.

Daniels:	He is a threat. And I need your help to capture him.
Archer:	You're nine hundred years in the future, and you need my help?

Archer:	You're asking me to capture someone who just saved my ship. Why should I trust you?
Daniels:	You like your scrambled egss soft. Have I ever brought them to you any other way?

Trip:	I always knew we'd be meeting people from other planets, but other centuries? You're not buying any of this are you?
T'pol:	If Daniels could travel through time, why not simply go back one more fay in the past? And prevent Silik from boarding this ship in the first place.
Trip:	Maybe that's plan B.
T'pol:	Or maybe he's not really from the future.
Trip:	Then why make up such a crazy story?
T'pol:	Could be trying to conceal his true intentions.
Trip:	I thought you scientists were supposed to keep an open mind.
T'pol:	There's a difference between keeping an open mind, and believing something because you want it to be true.
Trip:	What the hell's that supposed to mean?

Archer:	Did they all take apart of the rituals?
Phlox:	As far as I could tell. But our eyes were closed most of the time.

Trip:	So I take it your brother aint really an Orbital Engineer at Jupiter Station.
Daniels:	Actually I don't have a brother.
Trip:	And you didn't grow up in Illinois.
Daniels:	Oh, I'm from a place called Illinois, Sir. Just not the one you're familiar with.
Trip:	That's good to know Earth'll still be around in nine hundred years.
Daniels:	That depends on how you define Earth.
Trip:	Beg your pardon?

Trip:	You know we've got a little pool going in engineering where we try to guess how far the ship will travel each day. I don't suppose you could give me a tip on tomorrow's distance.
Daniels:	I'm afraid we don't monitor events quite that closely.

Archer:	It was Silik. I guess he decided not to try and kill me this time.
Trip:	He wasn't quite as generous when it came to Daniels. He's dead, sir.

Archer:	Anything?
Trip:	I'm sorry, captain. I can't make heads or tails of most of this. These might represent Suliban biosigns, but I wouldn't bet on it.

Episode

Shuttlepod One

Malcolm:	Any luck with the comm.?
Trip:	Dead as a door nail.

Trip:	Id rather realign every microcircuit on this shuttle than try to read through that baby.
Malcolm:	British schools have a core curriculum. It serves to provide a well-rounded education. Sometimes I think you North Americans read nothing but comic books and those ridiculous science fiction novels.
Trip:	I'll have you know that Superman was laced with metaphor subtext layered on subtext.

Trip:	If we could get close enough for it to pick up our distress beacon and relay the signal back to Starfleet.
Malcolm:	Im afraid the math doesnt work out, Commander. Its going to take weeks, maybe months to each Echo 3. By the time Starfleet got a ship out here, wed be. . Wed be long dead.

Trip:	Which way?
Malcolm:	Which way to what?
Trip:	Echo 3. Which way to Echo 3?
Malcolm:	I told you its too far!
Trip:	Do you know which direction it is or dont you?

Malcolm:	What would you like me to do?
Trip:	I dont know. You cold hold this flashlight, or turn down the heat, whatever you want. Im just getting a little tired of listening to all your pessimism.
Malcolm:	If there something you need me to do, Ill be more than happy to comply, but Im afraid pessimism is simply not an accurate description of my log entry. Im just being realistic, Commander.

Trip:	Whats that?
Malcolm:	The sea bass.
Trip:	Any good?
Malcolm:	Its lovely, thank you.

Trip:	Mr. And Mrs. Reed, I realize that you just begun a period of mourning, and Ill never get an answer to this question, but I got to ask it anyway. Was Malcolm always this cynical?
Malcolm:	In a few days when the reality of this situation actually begins to sink in, you might very well decide you want to record some logs of your own. You have my word, I will not interrupt you.
Trip:	I just need to get some sleep, Malcolm. Is that so hard to understand?
Malcolm:	We have less than nine days of oxygen left. It seems a waste to use it up sleeping.
Trip:	If I dont waste some oxygen sleeping, Im gonna start gettin cranky. And you dont want to spend our last nine days cooped up with me when Im cranky. So turn that thing off and get some rest!

Tpol:	Vulcans can never ignore courage, and this Vulcan will never ignore Lt. Malcolm Reed again.
Malcolm:	Well I cant say Ive ever ignored you Tpol. Is it all right if I call you Tpol?
Tpol:	Yes, may I call you Malcolm?
Malcolm:	I suppose so, but if truth be known, Ive never much cared for the name Malcolm. Always seemed a bit too stuffy.
Tpol:	I think its a lovely name. Malcolm is the Vu word for serenity.
Malcolm:	Well than perhaps I wont change it. Pity, though, I was rather quite fond of the name Stinky.

Malcolm:	Whats that?
Trip:	I got the receiver working, but the transmitters a lost cause. Whos Stinky?
Malcolm:	I beg your pardon?
Trip:	You were talking in your sleep. Kept calling for some guy named Stinky.

Trip:	Ah, Ruby, whatever happened to ya?
Malcolm:	Ruby? You dont mean the waitress, Ruby?
Trip:	You knew Ruby?
Malcolm:	knew her more times than I can remember.
Trip:	Ouch.
Malcolm:	Seems we have more in common than we thought.

Trip:	Wouldnt it be easier to just record one message and than add the dear whoever afterwards? This is your fifth or sixth identical letter.
Malcolm:	Thats not true. There have been subtle differences.

Malcolm:	The radio, or is it just the galaxy giggling at us again?
Trip:	It can giggle all it wants, but the galaxys not getting any of our bourbon.

Malcolm:	What do you think of Tpol? Hmm? You think shes pretty?
Trip:	Tpol, are you serious?
Malcolm:	Well shes a woman you know. Think shes pretty.
Trip:	Youve had too much to drink.

MALCOLM: Commander

TRIP: What are you gonna do? Kill me?

MALCOLM: (Looks at phaser) IT's set to stun. i don't want to use it but i will.

TRIP: Who the hell do you think you are?

MAlCOLM: Your armoury officer and perhaps your friend.

TRIP: Friends don't shoot each other!

MALCOLM: You know i'm not a doctor but i'm pretty sure you use up a lot more oxygen WHEN YOU SHOUT LIKE THAT!!

EPISODE: Broken Bow.

Klanng: (Says something in Klingon tongue)

Trip: I don't particulary like the way you smell either!

EPISODE: The Crossing.

Trip: You eat...Food.

EPISODE: The Andorian Incident

JOHN: the more we don't respond the more Malcolm will put together a rescue party.

TRIP: Knowin' him, a heavily armed landing party.

EPISODE: Detained.

MALCOLM: (as a suliban) Get Doctor Phlox to meet us in Sickbay. (Travis and Archer look at him) My skin is really starting to itch.

EPISODE: Dawn

TRIP: Damn it!

Alien: Damn it!

TRIP: Well, it looks like we've made headway in our first contact with humans and with... whatever you are. unfortunately your first word is something you wouldn't want to use in polite company

ALIEN SPEAKS: Damn it.

TRIP: No, i'm Trip. Trip.

ALIEN: Trip. Zho'Kaan

TRIP: Zho'Kaan? Great. Now that we've been properly introduced, how about some water, Zho'KAan? It's getting kinda hot. Thirsty, you know, Drink? (Makes drinking motion) Water?

ZHO'KAAN: Trip? (Gives Trip a bottle of something)

Trip: Thanks

EPISODE: Shadows of P'Jem

SHRAN: I believe this is yours. it the scans you took out the Vulcan listening post.

JOHN: Seems like you went to an awful lot of trouble to return it.

SHRAN: I'm here for one reason. I need a good night's sleep!

EPISODE: Silent Enemy (But i'm not too sure)

ARCHER: Where were you at dinner?

TRIP: I ate in my Quarters. Now that we've got the amplifier workin', I wanted to answer a few letters.

ARCHER: You missed T'Pol's latest bout with Chopsticks.

TRIP: Damn, dinner and a show.

ARCHER: I thought you were going to upgrade this?

TRIP: That is the upgrade...If you want, I can change the color

EPISODE: Breaking The Ice.

TRIP: They're going to think I'm the Sanitation Engineer.

ARCHER: You're doing fine.

TRIP: So the waste gets broken into little molecules and they get transformed into any number of things we can use on the ship: Cargo containers, insulation... Boots, You name it.

ARCHER: Very enlightening Commander.

(This was managed to be completed with the help of a miss Bronia Andrews and the other Quotes with yellow round the names are Chelseys Enterprise Page's work so all the credit goes to them)