Senator Vrax: This mission was supposed to cause dissension in the region. It's had the opposite effect.
Admiral Valdore: Senator, you...
Senator Vrax: The Andorians and Tellarites have formed an alliance. They're working together for the first time in history.
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Trip: (to T'Pol) You might be the best there is at crunching numbers, but...when it comes to actually sticking things together, you're a little out of your league.
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Shran: The Vulcans say that the desert teaches men the meaning of endurance but it's the ice that forges real strength.
Captain Archer: It's hard to believe anything can survive here.
Shran: It isn't easy. Andorian cities are built underground to take advantage of geothermal energy. I didn't see the sun till I was fifteen.
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Shran: Ah. Taste that air!
(Captain Archer looks at the readings on his tricorder)
Captain Archer: 28 below?
Shran: Lucky for you it's the middle of summer
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Lissen: You have an interesting mind, Captain. Many facets. Some of those facets are in conflict.
Shran: That explains a lot!
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T'Pol: Trip...I appreciate your concern for my safety.
Trip: I just don't want Enterprise to lose a good officer.
T'Pol: I think you're letting your feelings impact your work.
Trip: My work's as good as it's ever been. As far as my feelings go, they're purely professional.
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Jhamel: I've never met a blue skin.
Shran: You're blind! How can you tell my skin is blue?
Jhamel: Don't ask me to explain. I was never very good at science.
Shran: Neither was I.
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Jhamel: What's it like, your ship?
Captain Archer: Warm.
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Dr. Phlox: (to T'Pol) As far as I know there are no species in the galaxy that have mastered the art of mixing romance and vocation...This is the one ailment that is universally untreatable, you'll have to suffer through it.
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Captain Archer: Looks like we went all the way to Andoria...for nothing.
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Shran: I regret much of what happened between us recently.
Captain Archer: Same here.
Shran: When you lose your ship, you aren't usually rewarded with another one. I may not see you for a while.
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Shran: (to Captain Archer) Try to stay out of trouble, pink skin.
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Trip: My mind wasn't on the job.
Captain Archer: If that were true, we probably wouldn't be standing here now.
Trip: Captain, I want a transfer.
Captain Archer: Where?
Trip: Columbia. They need experienced people.
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