Episode Report Card Keckler: B | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Buggy Dearest
By Keckler | Season 3 | Episode 17 | Aired on 02.24.2004
Mess Hall. Trip and May-hew get advice from Reed about operating the Bug House sh'pod. Reed and May-hew don't really get why Quantum's making them hang around to hatch some Xindi, and Trip defends Quantum. A lot.
Sickbay. Quantum enters as Phlox hovers over a dissected Bug House. Ah, reminds me of IB Biology. We learn from the medi-babble that the Bug House species is genderless, and that each one of them is capable of producing multiple egg sacs asexually. Phlox also tells us that the Bug Houses only live about twelve Earth years. Quantum's more concerned with how much longer he needs to keep his ass on the eggs. "Without knowing more about their incubation cycle, it's impossible to say, but probably no more than a week at most," Phlox hedges his bets. He then suggests Quantum get some rest, but Quantum blows him off.
T'Pol walks around the Xindi ship. I still think it's pretty foolhardy of them to walk around without EV suits, I don't care what the atmosphere is -- if the bug juice is a-flying, wear a condom or a visor. That's my rule. T'Pol finds two Uh-Ohs guarding the nest, and wonders what's up. "Captain's orders," is all Daniel Dae Lewis says. Inside, Quantum works on repairs and isn't the least bit interested in the tactical analysis of the Xindi sh'pod T'Pol brought him with an xoxoxo from Reed. T'Pol wonders at the Uh-Ohs, and Quantum exposes his egg obsession by saying he's worried about predators and breaches on the outer hull. Trip fires up the bio-support, but seems to have a few bugs to work out yet as he blows several fuses. A few water balloons burst. Quantum spies something on the ground and stalks over to it. It's two tiny bugs lying in a puddle of goo. Quantum breathlessly comms Phlox that they have a medical emergency. Snort! Trip and T'Pol exchange looks.
Sickbay. Phlox holds one of the bug action figures between two fingers and looks at it. T'Pol and Quantum enter. "There was nothing I could do. I'm sorry. Ooh, chewy center!" Phlox says as he eats it. Quantum's pretty upset, and tells T'Pol to have Hoshi find out about Xindi burial rituals once she's translated their language. "Do you plan to hold a funeral?" T'Pol asks. Now THAT would be hysterical. It would be buried in a shoebox in the backyard, with a little stone marking the grave in between all the family cats, hamsters, and other random things the cats killed. No, wait, that's my backyard. Before he answers, Trip comms to say he figured out what made everything go "Pfffft!" but it will take several days to get everything adjusted, since the ship lost most of its anti-matter in the accident. Quantum orders T'Pol to use as much of their anti-matter as is necessary to get the Xindi ship running again. "Sir, our reserves are at less than sixty percent --" T'Pol tries to argue. Quantum announces, "I'm not going to let any of them die!" and walks out. T'Pol and Phlox exchange an uncomfortable look.