Episode Report Card Keckler: B- | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT You Can Call Me Al
By Keckler | Season 1 | Episode 21 | Aired on 04.29.2002
Weird space-like commercial for the Mach Three Turbo razor.
Cell Bloc Common Area. Mayweather dabs at his battered face. Sajen comes up and asks what happened. "What do you care?" Mayweather snits. Sajen says Danik is looking for Quantum. "You might try Isolation," Mayweather tells him. "Still think we're working with the Tandorans? You know, we could've left this place a long time ago if we hadn't decided to help you," Mayweather hissyfits. Sajen says he didn't ask for their help. Mayweather shoves his puffed lower lip into Sajen's range of vision: "Why? Because we're not Suliban? Because we look a little too much like Tandorans? I'll admit, when I first came here, it wasn't easy to see past my preconceptions about the Suliban, but I did. Why can't you?" Mayweather storms off. There's been a lot of storming and stalking off in this episode. Lots of fits of pique.
Enterprise bridge. Hoshi reports they're being hailed by AlGrat. T'Pol stands up and nods at Hoshi who broadcasts AlGrat's face on the viewscreen. AlGrat angrily tells them that two patrol ships are en route to intercept them. T'Pol tells him they don't want to fight, they just want to talk to him. "They'll have a weapons lock on your vessel in less than one minute," AlGrat says. "Do you eat meat, Colonel?" T'Pol asks. AlGrat is confused. "Our chef is preparing a meal in your honor, and I was curious whether you're a vegetarian. I was hoping you would join me for dinner. It would give us an opportunity to get acquainted," T'Pol says. AlGrat barks desperately that they better leave orbit in forty-five seconds. "I can't believe you're really going to destroy our vessel over a trivial incident like this. I can tell you're an enlightened man. All I'm asking for is a chance to show you that we're enlightened as well," T'Pol says smoothly and tells him she's sending over a complete database of Earth's history, Starfleet's charter, and a record of all human contact with extra-terrestrials. "If you have any doubt about our intentions, this material should lay them to rest," T'Pol says as AlGrat observes the data scrolling on his laptop. T'Pol tells Hoshi to send them the Vulcan Database as well. "I think you'll find that my people have a great deal in common with you too," T'Pol says. The viewscreen fuzzes and AlGrat says she's jamming their frequencies and demands that she break off the transmission. T'Pol starts to say calmly, "What about dinner, should I -- " but AlGrat interrupts her and tells her he's not going to tell her again to end her transmission and break orbit. He hangs up as the viewscreen image and audio dissolves into static. Guess he's in a bit of a fixie-fixie. T'Pol comms Trip, who says, "It's done," as he looks at the transporter pad. Hoshi reports the fast approach of the patrol vessels. T'Pol tells the ensign to get them outta there.