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Starfleet seems to think that
we're ready to begin our mission.
Admiral Forrest sees no reason
why we shouldn't keep going.
Archer to T'Pol, report.
Your superiors don't think that
we can flush...
We can't be afraid of the wind, Ensign.
Take her out mister Mayweather
... straight and steady.
That's never happened before.
This ship is a little young to be
without here chief engineer.
Neptune and back in 6 minutes.
On my way.
Prepare for warp.
Resume course, Ensign.
Bring the weapons online and
polarize the hull plating.
But we´re traveling at warp
5, there's got to be someone out here.
Great you scratched the paint.
Inform the Vulcans we are about
to make a very loud noise.
Just a little trouble with the
bad guys.
Come on, Travis. We've got to
find something for Mr. Reed to blow up.
It´s time for a little
target practise.
Find, keep yout stupid monument
to yourself!
Seventy-Thosand light years to
get here and our first act is breaking and entering.
I feel like I've been gone a
thousand years.
If anyone has a suggestion, I'm
all ears. No offence...
Captain
Jonathan Archer to the Vulcan monks, "The Andorian Incident."
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