Episode Report Card Keckler: D+ | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT From Dusk 'Til Yawn
By Keckler | Season 2 | Episode 13 | Aired on 01.07.2003
Several missing layers of clothing later, Tripwrecked is still fiddling with the alien's stuff. He yanks on a cord, and I expect to hear an Evinrude outboard start up. Instead, Tripwrecked falls backwards and ends up with a laceration on his arm. He attempts to tell Don that he has a medical kit in his sh'pod, but Don spits at that idea. No, literally -- Don gleeks on Tripwrecked's wound, and it starts to sizzle like Bactine. Tripwrecked gets his panties in a bunch until he realizes that the cut is healing. That's one powerful loogie. As Don gestures at Tripwrecked to get back to work, Tripwrecked tries to explain that he can't fix the sh'pod. "Now, maybe if you vomit on it, it'll fix itself," he tells Don. Oh, all right: Hee. He beckons Don over, but Don doesn't get it. "C'mere. Here. Come. Here," Tripwrecked gestures emphatically. Just as I say, "It's like talking to Hunca Munca," to Mathra, Tripwrecked says, "It's like talking to Porthos." So I'm starting to think like Berm or Aga now? That gives me pause. Don draws near as Tripwrecked explains why he can't fix the ship. While Don is seemingly involved in Tripwrecked's gibberish explanation, Tripwrecked takes the opportunity to squirt fuel into Don's eyes so he can recover the one gun they have between them. Not a very nice way to treat someone who hocked up a naturopathic spitwad on your behalf. Tripwrecked yells that he can't fix Don's ship, and orders him to pick up the transceivers and take them back to Tripwrecked's ship. Don obeys, but isn't too happy about it.
Enterprise. T'Pol informs Quantum that all the moons around the Gas Giant could drop to ten below zero at night and have daylight temps of up to one hundred seventy degrees. "We better hope Tripwrecked landed on the night side," Quantum comments. "And that we find him before the sun rises," T'Pol agrees. Well, I know things look sorta bad now, but remember, it's always darkest before the yawn.
On the planet, Tripwrecked ties up Don and drinks some water. Oh, look -- he managed to put his Blue Tick wife beater back on. Tripwrecked holds out a brown cracker and asks if Don wants food. He bites into it to illustrate what his species does with it. Don doesn't look completely disinterested, so Tripwrecked brings him a cracker and says, "Food." In another extremely unexpected turn of events, Don bites into the cracker and spits it out. Don gibbers something that Tripwrecked takes to be the alien's desire to get food from his own ship. After teaching Don how to say "ship" in English, Tripwrecked denies Don access to his own and tells him breakfast will have to wait. He appears to derive some pleasure from starving Don. Tripwrecked thinks he can get them out of there because he got a good look at Don's sh'pod's innards. "I think I can cannibalize the power supply from your transceiver and use it to get mine working -- mebbe git a message off," Tripwrecked explains. "Yeah, Don's really going to understand 'cannibalize,'" Mathra snorts. Well, if he did, he'd probably be freakin' scared right about now. In the distance, we can see the crack of yawn making its presence known.