Episode Report Card Keckler: C+ | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT The Worm Turns
By Keckler | Season 1 | Episode 3 | Aired on 10.02.2001
But my time is finally near.
And I will see my dream come alive at last
I will touch the sky and they're not going to hold me down no more no they're not going to change my mind
'Cause I've got faith of the heart
I'm going where my heart will take me
I've got faith to believe
I can do anything
I've got strength of the soul
No one's going to bend or break me
I can reach any star
I've got faith
I've got faith
Faith of the heart.
I'm bitter that I had that song bouncing in and out of my head all week. Very bitter. Bitter dregs, in fact. ["And now I'm bitter as well, because as a result of editing that portion of the recap, I've got Rick Springfield's 'Affair of the Heart' stuck in my head. Damn you, Keckler." --Sars]
Cpt. Quantum is in his quarters, sitting at his desk. He jumps at a slight noise and looks intently at the floor. T'Pol comes in and starts to talk about sector scans. Cpt. Quantum shushes her. "Do you hear that?" he asks. "Hear what?" T'Pol inquires. Cpt. Quantum crawls on the floor. "A squeak. Something's squeaking. I think it's coming from under the deck plating. But every time I get close to it, it stops. If I can't isolate it I'm going to have to tear the whole flooring up." "I admit the deed!" Mathra Allan Poe shrieks, his eyes taking on a maniacal gleam, as he jumps off the futon and skulks about the room, "Tear up the planks! Here! Here -- it is the beating of his hideous heart!" Er, yes. ["But seriously -- what's with the household-pest subplots this week?" -- Sars] T'Pol tells him that would be "unfortunate," and that it doesn't look like they're going to be encountering any inhabited planets soon. She hands over her report to the captain, who asks if Vulcan star charts would be of any help. "We have limited data on the course Starfleet assigned to you," T'Pol tells him. Cpt. Quantum goes on and on about the existence of thousands of star-systems, why can't they find life, nothing going on, blah blah blah bored-in-spacecakes. T'Pol tells him the Vulcans don't seek out information based on what "piques their interest." "Vulcans always need a logical and pragmatic reason," Cpt. Quantum states, needlessly directing the Exposition Beam her way. "My people don't share your enthusiasm for exploration," T'Pol tells him. There's a squeak, and Cpt. Quantum's attention is diverted back to the floor. "Space is vast, Captain," T'Pol continues, "I'm sure you're aware that only one out of forty-three thousand planets supports intelligent life." Cpt. Quantum tells her he took exobiology, so he's aware of the stats. "But we're traveling at warp five," Cpt. Quantum says, reconfiguring the Exposition Beam. "There's got to be someone out here!"