Episode Report Card Keckler: B | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Bad Moon Risan
By Keckler | Season 1 | Episode 25 | Aired on 05.14.2002
Phlox's Quarters. I know I'm not going to do this scene justice, I just know it. But I was actually crying, I was laughing so hard, and it's all due to John Billingsly's superior acting. I was really hoping Phlox did something weird when hibernating, like hang upside-down or something, but no. Phlox's mouth is drooping open, which makes me fear he's going to have nasty sore throat when he wakes up. Crouching by his bed, Scrunchie Face whispers, "I don't know if we should do this." T'Pol says, in a normal voice, "There's no need to whisper, he's in a state of deep hibernation." Scrunchie Face mutters that that's what she's worried about, and hyposprays Phlox. Nothing happens. T'Pol is asking Scrunchie Face if she used the right dosage when suddenly, Phlox sits up and shouts in Denobulan before flopping back down on his pillow, his eyes rolled back. Scrunchie leans over him and says, "Phlox?" "I don't care what it tastes liiike!" Phlox screeches in a really high-pitched voice, and squints his eyes around. T'Pol leans over him and says, flatly, "Wake. Up. Doc. Tor." That made me laugh, too. Phlox recognizes her and squeaks, "Has it been forty-eight hours?" T'Pol answers in the negative. "Then why did you wake me?" Phlox whimpers. T'Pol tells him that they have a medical emergency. "Emergency?" Phlox asks. "Then call the doctor." T'Pol reminds him that he's the doctor. Phlox realizes this, and tries to sit up. "Who's sick?" Phlox asks. "Ensign Mayweather," T'Pol tells him. "Who??" Phlox asks, as Mathra scares the crap out of me by yelling, "SHOUT-OUT!" and commencing with a little dance. T'Pol tells him that Maywounded is their erstwhile helmsman, and Phlox insists that he knows who Maywounded is. He looks under his covers and asks where Maywounded is. Scrunchie Face explains that he's in Sick Bay, and once Phlox realizes that they aren't in Sick Bay, he attempts to lunge out of bed. Scrunchie Face has to duck as his feet swing at her face. "To Sick Bay!" Phlox shouts, and falls flat on his face. "I could use some assistance, please," he squeals. Are they going to have him do this every year? He better do it next year -- maybe by popular demand he'll do it more often.
Sick Bay. Maywounded reminds Phlox who he is, and Phlox nods. Scrunchie Face explains Maywounded's reaction to the Risan painkiller. "Incredible!" Phlox says, staring up at Maywounded's scans. "What?" T'Pol asks, a bit alarmed. "I've been standing up for almost five minutes," Phlox wheezes in laughter. Scrunchie Face tries to get Phlox back on track. "Hand me that scanner, Captain," Phlox tells T'Pol, who does a double take. Phlox makes a squealing noise as he gestures impatiently at her; then he looks at the scanner and shakes it a few times, until finally T'Pol turns it on for him. Phlox catches on, does some scans, and says that they'll need Regulan blood worms. "What?!" Maywounded shouts as Scrunchie Face goes to get the worms. "They're excellent at filtering toxins," Phlox explains. Scrunchie Face holds up two tins and asks which container they are in. "No! Fresh ones would be better!" Phlox says, going over to the comm system and ordering the helmsman to plot a course for Regulus at maximum warp. T'Pol tells Phlox she thinks this was a mistake, and urges him to return to his quarters. Scrunchie Face and T'Pol take Phlox's arms and start to escort him out. "I appreciate the offer, but it would be best to keep our relationship professional," Phlox tells her. "Ugh! Let's go, Doctor!" Scrunchie Face says. Phlox wriggles free of them and announces, "I am the Chief Medical Officer on this ship and I am going to treat [pause] Ensign Mayweather! And then I am going back to bed!" Phlox grabs his scanner off Maywounded's chest and smacks it until it turns on.