[Starfleet Academy 13 years ago]

JOSH: Er, I don't know, Nick. The Starburst Maneuver's banned for a reason. We'd be flying too close...
NICK: Yeah, it's dangerous as hell for anyone other than Nova Squadron. We're the best pilots the Academy's seen in years.
Pulling it off would make us legends.
SITO: You're already a legend.
NICK: Not after we graduate. We'll be assigned to different ships across the fleet. Out there, we'll be nobodies. Wes knows. He's lived it.
WESLEY: I wasn't a nobody. And I don't know about this whole Starburst thing. Josh, are you sure?
NICK: Oh, come on, Wes. Just imagine how proud Captain Picard will be when he hears what you pulled off.
MARINER: Hey, hey, Sito.
NICK: Uh-oh. Jaxa, your fan club spotted us.
MARINER: Sito. Sito, Sito. Okay, I just got out of my first xeno-history seminar... that is hard to say, xeno-history. Ah, we're gonna learn about the Preservers, the Xindi... do you know about them already? They're so cool. Well, I think they are. We're gonna learn about 'em. I don't know yet, but I assume that they're very cool. You were right, I love this.
NICK: Now I feel like I'm in class.
SITO: Other people are allowed to talk every once in a while, Nick. Don't listen to him. You sound like just me when I was a first-year.
WESLEY: If we're gonna pull this off, we need to log way more hours in the simulator.
MARINER: Pull what off?
NICK: A surprise for the commencement. Don't worry about it.
MARINER: What kind of surprise?
SITO: Supposedly something that will make us all legends, but I'll bet the only name anyone's gonna remember is, Locarno.
NICK: No way. They'll remember Nova Squadron.
SITO: Whoo! Yeah!

[Nick's ship]

MARINER: Nick, am I a prisoner here?
NICK: What? No. I saved you from those Romulans and Klingons. Beamed you right up here to the Nova One.
MARINER: I didn't need saving.
NICK: I can't even tell you how lucky I am. You're exactly who I need right now. The timing couldn't be better. It's what we always wanted back at the Academy.
MARINER: I barely knew you then.
NICK: Oh, come on. You were practically a junior member of Nova Squadron. We're back, but now we're Nova Fleet.
MARINER: Nova what?

[Ready room]

VASSERY [on screen]: Captain Freeman, due to your reports, we now have indisputable evidence that Nicholas Locarno has been behind all the attacks on non-Federation ships.
FREEMAN: And now he's taken one of my officers. If we move fast, we can still track his warp trajectory.
VASSERY [on screen]: Unfortunately, there's no moving fast in a situation like this.
ALONZO [on screen]: What situation?
VASSERY [on screen]: Locarno has coordinated mutinies on ships from over a dozen non-Federation planets. If we did something that injured a Klingon or a Romulan...

[Admiral Freeman's office]

ALONZO: They turned their backs on their worlds when they moved against their captains.
VASSERY [on screen]: In bloodless coups.

[Ready room]

VASSERY [on screen]: We can't be the first to open fire. Now, we're already communicating with ambassadors from the worlds that have been tangled in this. I'm ordering both of you to stand down. Until this is sorted, we can't risk igniting a war.
(Ends transmission.)
FREEMAN: Urgh! We're running out of time!

[Nova One]

MARINER: Er, nice ship. Very... white and... er... nothing else.
NICK: Thanks. I designed it myself. None of the Starfleet carpets or wood panelling in here. I can't tell you how much of a game changer it is to have a Starfleet officer join our cause. Imagine the looks on their faces when Command finds out an admiral's daughter defected.
MARINER: Ha, ha. Hell yeah. Let's stick it to those chumps. And how exactly are we sticking it to those chumps, by the way?
NICK: Oh, don't worry. Everyone's about to find out.
MARINER: Very cool. Not ominous at all.

[Nova One bridge]

MARINER: What up, Bynars?
NICK: Open a subspace channel. All bands quadrant-wide. How do I look?
MARINER: Confident, but, you know, like in a creepy way.
NICK: Perfect. That's what I'm going for.

[Bridge]

BOIMLER: Captain, we're picking up a transmission. It's going out on all channels.
FREEMAN: On screen. Mariner!
NICK [on screen]: Hello, Alpha Quadrant. Independent Captain Nick Locarno here with a message for anyone who feels like an afterthought.
RUTHERFORD: He looks like Tom Paris.
BOIMLER: I don't see it.
NICK [on screen]: You may have been told scary stories of ships being destroyed these past few months, but that was a lie. They weren't destroyed, they were liberated. They're part of the first totally independent, unaligned fleet in the Alpha Quadrant.
BOIMLER: Er, the Maquis would like a word.
NICK [on screen]: If you're tired of risking your life for soulless bureaucratic captains who don't even know your name, if you fear following the orders of incompetent commanders who failed into seats of power, if you're stuck on the lower decks, then I invite you to join us in the Detrion system.
RUTHERFORD: They have, like, the same face. They're identical.
BOIMLER: No, I just don't see it.
NICK [on screen]: Detrion, a forgotten system now protected by my indestructible Trynar Shield.
TENDI: Geesh, why is he so mad?
RANSOM: Locarno was kicked out of Starfleet. He got one of his squad killed performing a banned flight maneuver, then tried to cover it up.
T'LYN: Clearly, his emotional behaviour conflicts with his culpability.
T'ANA: Yeah, he's an asshole.
NICK [on screen]: And in case anyone wants to try and force their way in, I've acquired a little insurance. A black market Ferengi Genesis Device.
TENDI: Those can rewrite the atomic composition of entire worlds.
RANSOM: He could wipe out life on any planet he chooses.
FREEMAN: The man has lost his mind.
NICK [on screen]: The Federation, the Klingon Empire, the Romulan Empire, everyone has to respect Nova Fleet. Speaking of, I have an officer here who knows how to speak truth to power. Beckett, care to tell them what Starfleet's really like?
MARINER [on screen]: Oh, er... Hey. What up, everyone? I have an important message for all you lower deckers out there. This guy sucks!
NICK [on screen]: What?
MARINER [on screen]: He's an idiot and his plan is stupid. He's gonna get you all killed 'cause he only cares about himself.
(Grabs the Genesis device and runs.)
NICK [on screen]: Somebody stop her. End that transmission!
FREEMAN: Attagirl. Cerritos crew, this is the captain. I am about to disobey a direct order and stage a rescue of Lieutenant Junior Grade Mariner. Now, I can't ask any of you to join me. If we survive,the court-martial is guaranteed, but, I will be damned if I wait for politicians to decide her fate.
BILLUPS: I'm with you, Captain.
RUTHERFORD: We all are.
SHAXS: Let me at 'em!
T'ANA: Let's fuck shit up.
BOIMLER: You know I'm with you.
T'LYN: I believe the only response in this situation is... Cerritos strong.
BOIMLER: All departments checking in. Everyone wants to help.
FREEMAN: Thank you. Now, we just have to figure outhow the hell we're getting past that damn shield.
TENDI: I think I can help with that.

[Nova One]

(Running through the ship.)
NICK: Beckett, you just made us look like a joke in front of the quadrant.
MARINER: Kind of my entire plan.
JEEF: What? Stop her.
MARINER: Er, Computer, cycle airlock.
JEEF: Ah!

[USS Passaro]

MARINER: All right, you are my first officer. Yay. My little buddy. Please, no exploding. Computer, command code override, er... 06107.2?
COMPUTER: Welcome, Captain Carol Freeman.
MARINER: Yes! I knew that would come in handy. Transfer system controls to the command panel.
(And flies out of the Nova One.)

[Nova One]

NICK: How did she even get the engines online?
ROMULAN: It doesn't matter. Destroy it.
NICK: No. Without the Genesis Device, the captains you betrayed will find a way to get through our shields. But that's okay, Romulans are famously forgiving. Right?
ROMULAN: We have to stop her!

[Orion]

D'ERIKA: How dare you, sister? Bringing these Starfleet outsiders here, shaming our house.
FREEMAN: Ms. Tendi, if you'll only let me explain...
TENDI: Er, stand down, Captain. You have no authority here. I know this looks bad, but wouldn't you like to embarrass Starfleet with a show of strength? We're here against orders. Helping us will make them look weak.
D'ERIKA: Hmm. That does sound enticing. I've never heard of a Trynar Shield. Just destroy it.
RUTHERFORD: No can do, Tendi Two. The Cerritos just doesn't have the weapons for it.
TENDI: We need a ship with enough firepower to punch a hole. We'd just be borrowing it, really. We'll give it right back.
D'ERIKA: Er, it's a warship, not a used copy of Sword and Scabbard.
TENDI: I know, it's a big ask, but I wouldn't have come to you if it wasn't an emergency. This guy has my friend, D'Erika.
D'ERIKA: I'm overseeing the merger of two massive criminal enterprises. I can't collude with the Federation right now. Sorry, sis.
FREEMAN: We understand, Mistress D'Erika. We thank you for your consideration. We'll have to find another...
TENDI: I demand Barter By Combat!

[USS Passaro]

MARINER: Ah! All right, G.D., let's hope this old tub can make it to warp.
(Warning. Collision. Warp Disabled.)
MARINER: Com... Computer, what the hell?
COMPUTER: Proximity alert.
MARINER: Oh, shit.
(It scrapes along the shield, under attack.)
COMPUTER: Shields at 90%.
NICK [on screen]: My Trynar Shield works both ways. It keeps ships out and in.
MARINER: Yeah, I guess it slipped my mind because the name is so stupid. Oh, the three Bynars, right. Can you have three Bynars?
NICK [on screen]: Look, why don't you just dock at the station? If you really don't want to join me, I'll send you on your way.
MARINER: And let you get your hands on a planetary murder machine? Er, no thanks.
NICK [on screen]: I'm offering you the chance of a lifetime. You could be part...
MARINER: Nope.
(Tries phasering the shield.)

[Orion arena]

D'ERIKA: The rules of Barter By Combat are simple. Each side selects a warrior. If yours defeats mine, I'll lend you a battleship. But if you lose, your captain will surrender the Cerritos to me.
TENDI: Deal.
(D'Erika chooses a very large Orion.)
BOIMLER: She's like a Shaxs-and-a-half. Are you sure we have anyone who can take her?
TENDI: Oh yeah, we've got this. The Cerritos champion will be...
RANSOM: Ah, you like that?
TENDI: Doctor Migleemo.
MIGLEEMO: What?

[USS Passaro]

MARINER: Come on, come on. I need somewhere to hide. Ooo, dangerous and unpredictable space debris. Hang on, G.D. This is gonna be rough.

[Ferengi ship]

JEEF: The human has target lock. Aiee!
MARINER [on screen]: What are you guys doing working for a jerk like Locarno? He doesn't care about profit at all.
FERENGI: That means more profit for us.
MARINER [on screen]: What about Rule of Acquisition 91? "Your boss is only worth what he pays you."
JEEF: Locarno is not our boss. We make our own decisions.
FERENGI: And you're forgetting rule 289. Shoot first, count profits later.

[USS Passaro]

MARINER: Computer, vent coolant vapour.

[Ferengi ship]

JEEF: Bah! Our sensors are ruined. We've lost her.

[Orion arena]

MIGLEEMO: Please, madam, perhaps we can settle this over a delicious bowl of slime. Whoa!
(He dodges B'eth's blows.)
BOIMLER: I'm gonna have to start over with a new therapist, aren't I?
FREEMAN: She's going to kill him.
TENDI: Doctor Migleemo, fluff your down. Fluff your down!
MIGLEEMO: It's embarrassing.
TENDI: Just fluff it!
(Migleemo fluffs out his feathers, B'eth starts sneezing.)
MIGLEEMO: Bless you, dear. Wait, what's happening?
TENDI: I used to train with B'eth. She has really bad allergies.
MIGLEEMO: Oh-ho! Accept my flappity fisticuffs, you foul fiend. Kyah! Kyah! Ew! The snot.
(B'eth falls on Migleemo.)
D'ERIKA: The champion of Barter By Combat is B'eth. Somebody get her her inhaler. A deal's a deal, Captain. The Cerritos is mine. Transfer your ship's control codes, Captain, or our swords will get considerably bloodier.
FREEMAN: A deal's a deal, but, you must know Locarno was only out for himself. He's attacked your kind as well.
D'ERIKA: Oh, I'll deal with him in my own time.
TENDI: Wait. I have something you want more than the Cerritos.
D'ERIKA: I'm a pirate queen, sister. What would I want more than a ship?
TENDI: Me.
RUTHERFORD: Tendi, what are you doing?
TENDI: Look, you've wanted the Mistress of the Winter Constellations back working for the family for years. If you give us a battleship, I'll come back.
RUTHERFORD: No!
BOIMLER: Tendi, you can't...
D'ERIKA: Silence! Having you back at my side would mean more than some measly support ship.
BILLUPS: The Cerritos is not measly. She is the gem of the Calif...
RANSOM: Andy, shut up.
D'ERIKA: You have a deal, sister. We have an Orion destroyer for your rescue. But, I expect you to return here even if you fail to save your friend.
TENDI: We won't.

[USS Passaro]

MARINER: Damn, warp drive's out, life support's damaged. I hate to say it, but, I think I got to set you off somewhere, before anyone catches up. Sorry, buddy. Computer, are there any lifeless planets in this system?
COMPUTER: Detrion 9 is incapable of supporting life.
MARINER: Well, sounds like a party. Plot a course.
(Followed by a Romulan ship.)

[Bridge]

FREEMAN: Whoa, look at the size of that thing.
RANSOM: Er, Captain, we have a problem.
FREEMANA: Urgh! Get me that Orion.
D'ERIKA [on screen]: Captain Freeman. A pleasure to speak again so soon.
FREEMAN: This warship is totally inoperable. You said you were going to help us.
D'ERIKA [on screen]: I said I would lend you the Retribution. We never discussed its condition.
TENDI: This isn't fair!
D'ERIKA [on screen]: No. But it is extremely Orion. See you soon, D'Vana.
FREEMAN: Billups, report.

[Retribution]

BILLUPS: This thing's a relic. Half the systems are fried. It could take months to get it battle-ready.
FREEMAN [OC]: We don't have months.
BILLUPS: Don't worry, Captain, I've got my best team working on it.
RUTHERFORD: We could skip life support. Maybe reroute the shields.
LIVIK: We need to disassemble the warp drive, not to mention the conduits.
RUTHERFORD: Who cares about the conduits, Livik? We should focus on firepower and engines.
LIVIK: You can't just activate some systems. They're dependent.
RUTHERFORD: They don't have to be!
BILLUPS: Guys, we need to get on the same page.
T'LYN: I believe I can facilitate that.
BULLUPS: Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh. Are you gonna do a mind meld?
T'LYN: Something less invasive.

[Holodeck - Mark Twain steamboat]

RUTHERFORD: Well, I'll be happier than a milkman's horse. You know what you're talking about, Mister Livik.
LIVIK: And you are a heapin' helpin' of country-fried intellect, my genteel friend.
RUTHERFORD: I do declare, we've settled upon a compromise.
FREEMAN: Why does this work?
T'LYN: Illogical tactics can sometimes lead to logical solutions.
BOIMLER: It's beautiful.

[USS Passaro]

MARINER: What the hell is that?
COMPUTER: A level seven ion storm. Recommend an alternate heading, or damage will occur.
MARINER: Oh, fucking Romulans!
MALOK [on screen]: Starfleet swine! Cease your pathetic attempts to flee and hand over the Device.
MARINER: Huh, never thought I'd see Romulans taking orders from a human.
ROMULAN [on screen]: We do not take orders. Locarno's given us the freedom to scheme at our leisure.
MARINER: Oh, so you need a human for your scheming, huh? You can't do it on your own?
MALOK [on screen] False! He is a pawn in our game of 12-dimensional chess!
NICK [on screen]: That's right, Mariner. It may be hard for you to believe, but we are a coalition of equals. One that has you surrounded. That storm is only getting worse. Power down engines and we can start over without any...

[Nick's ship]

NICK: Hey, stop! What are you doing? That storm will rip you apart. Aw, damn it!
ROMULAN [on screen]: What are you worried about? We're fine. She won't last ten minutes in there.
NICK: Then we'll lose our bargaining power. Argh. Get in there and get that Device.
MALOK [on screen]: I'm sorry, are you giving me an order?
ROMULAN [on screen]: I thought we were a coalition of equals.
JEEF [on screen]: We can still profit without a Genesis bomb.
NICK: We need to be powerful! You cowards. I'll do it myself.
(3D hide and seek in the purple nebula.)
NICK: Oh, this is getting old, Beckett.

[USS Passaro]

NICK [OC]: Hand over the Device before we get ripped apart.
MARINER: Woo, he is obsessed with you, girl.

[Nick's ship]

MARINER [OC]: Nick, I know why you hate Starfleet, and it isn't because you have some deep connection with junior officers. You're pissed because you got booted from the Academy.
NICK: I am not. I've read your file. I hate command structure just like you.

[USS Passaro]

MARINER: No, I... I don't always agree with orders, sure, but I believe in the mission.
NICK [OC]: What about Sito? She died for no reason.
MARINER: She gave her life for what she believed in. You can't take that from her.

[Nick's ship]

NICK: I thought you were smarter than everyone else. Sounds like you're just another apologist for a broken system.

[USS Passaro]

MARINER: Hey, Starfleet's not perfect. They mess up all the time. But in the end, they're trying to do what's right. I didn't take a single shot at your fleet, but you put them in danger. And what about Josh?

[Nick's ship]

NICK: That wasn't my fault! If... if my stupid professors had just let us practice...

[USS Passaro]

MARINER: Josh died because of your ego, man.

[Nick's ship]

NICK: Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!
JEEF [on screen]: Locarno, something just appeared outside the system. It's an Orion destroyer, and it's massive.

[Bridge]

FREEMAN [OC]: This is it, people. We only get one shot. Are you ready, acting captain?
BOIMLER: I've got this, but I want you back to take command when you're done.
FREEMAN [OC]: You and me both.
TENDI: Really good captain voice.
BOIMLER: Thank you.
VASSERY [on screen]: Cerritos, I ordered you to... Hey, who the hell are you?
BOIMLER: Acting Captain Bradward Boimler, sir.
VASSERY [on screen]: Turn that ship around right now.
BOIMLER: Yes, sir. But first I have to rescue my friend.
VASSERY [on screen]: You can't get through that shield.
BOIMLER: I'm not. Captain Freeman is.
VASSERY [on screen]: Wh... what?
BOIMLER: Helm, take us to full impulse. I need everything we've got.
(The Cerritos is towing the Retribution.)
BARNES: Approaching the barrier, Captain.
BOIMLER: Wait for it.
BARNES: Structural integrity's failing, sir.
BOIMLER: Maximum impulse. The captain's counting on us. Wait for it... Now!
(The Cerritos detaches and the Retribution crashes into the barrier.)

[Nick's ship]

NICK: No, no, no, no, no. No!
(A big hole is blasted in the barrier.)

[Captain's yacht]

FREEMAN: Full impulse, before it closes.

[Bridge]

BOIMLER: Wow, I've never actually seen someone use the captain's yacht.
RUTHERFORD: I do declare.

[Nick's ship]

JEEF [on screen]: You said the shield was impenetrable.
NICK: I didn't know they were gonna throw a battleship at it.
RISIK [on screen]: This is a disaster. We have to get out of here.
NICK: No, stand firm. You have to follow my orders. This is my plan, and my system. Huh?
(The Bynars beam away.)
NICK: Urgh! Damn Bynars.
MALOK [on screen]: Then you can stay here on your own.
(The other ships leave.)
NICK: Go ahead and run. I don't need any of you. Yes! Finally. Nowhere else to hide, Lieutenant.
(Fires at the Passaro, damaging a nacelle.)

[USS Passaro]

MARINER: Whoa!

[Nick's ship]

NICK: Yes!

[USS Passaro]

MARINER: Sorry, girl, looks like I got to take you off the field right here.
DEVICE: Explosive terraformation will initiate in five minutes.
MARINER: Huh, Ferengi bomb with a Ferengi voice. Didn't expect that, but, I like it.
NICK: (with phaser rifle) Get away from my Genesis Device.
MARINER: It's too late, Nick. I started the countdown, all right? We have to clear out of here.
NICK: Oh please. I graduated top of my class. You think I don't know how to disarm a bomb?
MARINER: First off, you didn't graduate. And second... that thing is too dangerous for anyone.
NICK: I could have been the best pilot in Starfleet.
MARINER: Don't let that anger define your life. You stunned all those crews, you didn't kill them, because deep down you're not a murderer.
NICK: I'm sorry, but I really am. My perfect life was taken from me, and now I'm getting it back.
MARINER: I'm not moving, Nick.
NICK: Then you're a fool.
(Mariner is beamed away.)

[Captain's yacht]

MARINER: Mom? How did you get through the shield?
FREEMAN: We threw a battleship at it. Get us out of here.
MARINER: No. We have to save Locarno.
SHAXS: He's reactivated the shields. I can't get a lock.
MARINER: Nick, please come with us.
KAYSHON: Mirab, with sails unfurled.
FREEMAN: We're out of time.
MARINER: Please, Nick!
FREEMAN: Full impulse, now.

[USS Passaro]

NICK: Ha! Next time set a shorter timer.
DEVICE: To deactivate detonation, please insert two bars of latinum.
NICK: They put a paywall on a bomb?! Stupid Feren...
(KaBOOM! Implosion, birth of new star.)

[Ready room]

VASSERY [on screen]: You willfully disregarded Starfleet orders.
FREEMAN: And I am prepared to take full responsibility for my actions, sir.
VASSERY [on screen]: I should have you charged with insubordination, but you managed to open diplomatic relations with the Orions for the first time. Everyone at Command is... pleased with your work.
FREEMAN: Thank you, Admiral. And if I may ask, what happened to the alien officers who allied with Locarno?
VASSERY [on screen]: I imagine they're in hiding. Since there were no shots fired, Starfleet avoided repercussions. Oh, now we have to deal with the new M-Class planet that formed when the Genesis Device exploded.
FREEMAN: Is it stable?
VASSERY [on screen]: Seems so. We're calling it Locarno, because his atoms were included in the transmogrification of the nebula. We hope to use the planet someday as a home for refugees.
FREEMAN: Then I guess he did some good after all.
VASSERY [on screen]: There is one last piece of business, regarding your lieutenant.

[Corridor]

RUTHERFORD: Mariner!
MARINER: Hey, easy. I didn't survive a Genesis explosion just so I could get hugged to death.
BOIMLER: We're just really happy you're back.
MARINER: Thanks, Boims. I feel like I really am back for the first time in a while. I've been kind of all over the place the past few months. I was processing some heavy stuff, and, taking it out on everyone else. I'm sorry.
TENDI: Apology not accepted. Because we're here for you no matter what.
MARINER: Yeah, I think I have a handle on it now. You know, I might even try not self-sabotaging for once. I'll see how that goes.
BOIMLER: Huh, that sounds remarkably healthy.

[Lounge]

MARINER: Okay, everybody shut up, me included. Let's get drunk.
BOIMLER: Oh, thank God. There you are.
RUTHERFORD: Livik.
LIVIK: Rutherford.
TENDI: Wait, I thought you guys liked each other now.
RUTHERFORD: No, no, no. Only when we're Twaining.
BOIMLER: Perhaps you need to work on your leadership skills, Mister Rutherford.
MARINER: Oh boy. Someone's got captain fever.
BOIMLER: Oh, do I sound "captainy" to you? Because Ransom was very happy with my captaining.
MARINER: I like how this has in no way gone to your head. You know what, Boims? I think this is really working for you. This is a good look. You should tell my mom you want captain's lessons.
BOIMLER: Really? You think she'd do that?
(T'Lyn presses Ignore on her PADD.)
TENDI: Who was that?
T'LYN: My former commander, Captain Sokel.
TENDI: What?! But what if he wanted you to return to the Vulcan fleet?
T'LYN: After today's events, I'm sure he did. But instead, I prefer to focus my time on becoming your science bestie.
TENDI: Oh! Don't you say that if you don't mean it.
T'LYN: Why would I say anything I do not mean?
BOIMLER: Ah, man, this is the best. Everything's working out. Ooo, this is when we chant "lower decks."
MARINER: I don't know. We kinda do it a lot.
BOIMLER: Oh, come on. It's my favourite.
MARINER: Er... okay, fine.
ALL: Lower decks! Lower decks! Lower decks! Lower decks! Lower decks! Lower decks!
MARINER: Oh, hey, Mom. We were just about to get rowdy. Do you want to join us?
FREEMAN: Lieutenant. You've been requested to return to Orion. Your sister sent a ship.
RUTHERFORD: Already?
TENDI: D'Erika doesn't waste any time.
T'LYN: In the spirit of being a pirate, perhaps you should simply refuse to go.
TENDI: No, this is something I have to do for myself.

[Transporter room]

RUTHERFORD: This can't be it, right? I mean, who's gonna help me with the plasma conduits?
TENDI: Keep them clear of any buildup while I'm gone, okay?
RUTHERFORD: Okey dokey.
TENDI: Okey dokey.
(Beams out.)

[Corridor]

RUTHERFORD: Do you think they'll give her time to do a little science?
T'LYN: Unlikely but possible.
MARINER: Something tells me those Orions have bit off a lot more than they can chew.
BOIMLER: Yeah. Tendi loves Starfleet. She'll be back in no time.
MARINER: Come on. We got some lieutenant junior grading to do. When's our next briefing?.
T'LYN: 0900.
BOIMLER: Something to do with repairs to the warp manifold.
MARINER: Hey, that's Rutherford stuff. You'll have fun.
RUTHERFORD: Yeah. Can't go wrong with a warp manifold.

[Orion ship]

TENDI: You've got this.