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A/T'P Moments Shockwave 2 - Catwalk




Shockwave Part 2


Got Archer on the mind?

Archer appears as a yellow floating image in T'Pol's quarters. T'Pol is layingon her side facing away from Archer when he appears.

Archer: This is Captain Archer. Can you hear me? T'Pol, this is Captain Archer. Can you hear me? (Archer turns to his right and speaks to Daniels who's out of view.) I don't think it's working.

T'Pol (Speaks barely above a whisper repeating what she said during her torture session.): I don't know where he is.

Archer: You don't know where who is? Sub-Commander, this is Captain Archer. I'm having trouble understanding you.

T'Pol (Continues saying things she said during the torture session): Captain Archer's gone. A temporal reading in the turbolift. I don't know where he is.

Archer: Daniels brought me to the future. That's what the temporal reading was all about. Are you all right?

T'Pol turns over as she speaks but doesn't look at him yet.

T'Pol: Science Vulcan Directorate has determined that time travel is... not fair.

Archer: Whatever you say. Just tell me, are you all right?

T'Pol: We're all confined to our quarters.

Archer: Where are you?

T'Pol: I told you, in my quarters.

Archer: No, I mean Enterprise. Where's Enterprise?

T'Pol looks up and out her window.

T'Pol: There's a Helix out my window.

Archer: T'Pol, listen to me. I need your help. You're going to have to find a way to get to Daniels' quarters. Do you understand me?

T'Pol finally sees his face floating above her quarters.

T'Pol: You're on the ceiling. Why aren't you on a monitor?

Archer: There's no technology where I am.

T'Pol: I thought you said you were in the future.

Archer: T'Pol, do you remember when I asked you to keep an open mind?

The camera zooms in and focusses on T'Pol's eyes. Reflected in them is the image of Archer's face.

T'Pol: Yes.

Archer: There's a lot more at stake here than bringing me back or the mission. I need you to listen to me very carefully. I need you to trust me.

T'Pol, I don't think playing Twister this time of night is appropriate. What if someone caught us all pretzeled up?

At the end of the episode Archer comes to see T'Pol. T'Pol is sleeping and quickly sits up pushing back her bedsheet.

(door chimes)

T'Pol: Come in.

Archer: I can't be sure, but I think Crewman Fuller might have seen me come in here.

He acknowledges how entering her quarters late at night dressed for bed looks. Too bad this is all innocent.

T'Pol: I hear she's discreet. What can I do for you?

Archer moves over to her bed squatting down. He puts his hands on the edge of the bed on either side of her. I wonder is it a conscious or unconcious choice for him to put his hands there?

Archer: I think you put it over the top. Forrest said none of the others could believe it when you went to bat for us not to mention that little listening-post lecture you gave to Soval.

T'Pol: You spoke to the Admiral?

Archer: He woke me up in the middle of the night. Can you believe that?

T'Pol: I assume with good news.

Archer: I think you put it over the top.

T'Pol: I still don't believe in time travel.

Archer: The hell you don't.

Archer leaves her quarters.

My thought: I like Archer's concern for T'Pol in the floating head scene. I like that he got through to her. He seems to be the lighthouse cutting through the confusing of mental breakdowns, etc. she experiences in different episodes. T'Pol has returned the favor to him time and again. I like that he comes immediately after his message from Forrest to thank her for all she did. Oh and you can't go wrong with Archer/T'Pol and nightwear. :D


Carbon Creek

Captain, I promise I won't let you get drunk again. Though your propositioning me was... flattering.

T'Pol allows herself a small indulgence of wine during the toast to the anniversary of her year on board Enterprise. Archer serves the wine. It's not really a moment, but I had a flashfoward to him serving her tea in Babel One when I saw this.


Minefield


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Dead Stop

Why are you looking at me that way? That noise wasn't me. It was the repairs.

Archer looks out his viewport at the repairs the automated station is making to Enterprise.

Archer: Come in.

T'Pol: Repairs are currently underway on C-Deck. Work on Launch Bay One is scheduled to begin at 2200 hours.

Archer: They even fixed the squeak in the floor. I was starting to wonder if we had a gremlin under the deck plating.

T'Pol: A mythical creature.

Archer: British pilots used to blame them for problems they couldn't explain.

T'Pol: Perhaps I should scan for one.

Archer: That won't be necessary. Is Trip happy with how the repairs are going?

T'Pol: He says they're exceeding Starfleet specifications.

Archer: That's good to hear. Anything else?

T'Pol: If I may make an observation?

Archer: Go ahead.

T'Pol: You seemed troubled.

Archer: Guess I need to do a better job at repressing my emotions. These repairs are one hell of a bargain at only 200 liters of warp plasma, don't you think?

T'Pol: Not every culture is based on the acquisition of wealth. The station's builders could simply have been interested in helping others.

Archer: What happened to them? They could have at least left a message. "Thanks for stopping by."

T'Pol: Perhaps they prefer anonymity.

Archer: Don't you find that a little suspicious? I know you don't put a lot of faith in your feelings, but... I've learned to trust mine. Something doesn't smell right.



Archer and T'Pol team up to explore the station and find Travis.


A Night in Sickbay


So many moments it gets its own page.
A Night in Sickbay Page


Marauders

So, what do you say? You, me, a bottle of chateau Picard, and a sail on Lake George... Oops, wrong captain and first officer.

Archer and T'Pol have a conversation in his ready room. I don't have a copy of this episode to see which dialogue is theirs.


The Seventh


So many moments it gets its own page.
The Seventh Page


The Communicator

When I compared a command partnership to an arranged marriage, I didn't know you would draft a prenuptual agreement T'Pol.

( Not much of a moment, but I like the dialogue.) T'Pol informs Archer of the blue giant cluster ahead. Archer brings up her rescue of him and Reed with the Suliban cell ship. Archer paces back and forth while he looks at the padd T'Pol hands him.

Archer: You took a risk coming down on that Cell-Ship. Its cloaking device could have failed.

T'Pol: A calculated risk.

Archer (stops and turns to her): I'm glad you did it.


Singularity


Brut cologne, fascinating.

T'Pol realizes the singularity is affecting the crew, and works to save them. Archer is obsessed with writing an preface about his father. After a fight between Trip and Malcolm, Archer goes to his quarters to work on the speech. T'Pol comes to see him there. Door chimes.

Archer: Go away. Do I have to start locking my door?

T'Pol: You said to interrupt you if there was an emergency. I believe there is.

Archer: Is that right?

T'Pol: The crew's behavior has become erratic. Even by human standards. They've grown distracted. Everyone I've encountered appears to be preoccupied with trivial matters. Ensign Sato's recipe, for example. Your preface. We should declare a medical emergency and have Dr. Phlox examine the crew. I suggest he begin with you.

Archer: I'm busy.

T'Pol: Captain...?

Archer: Dismissed.

T'Pol: Your crew is in danger.

Archer: I gave you an order.

T'Pol: Captain...?

Archer: I suggest you follow it... or I'll have you confined to your quarters, until... until a Vulcan ship can come and get you.

I don't think we should make out against the bulkhead while the ship is still in danger.

Archer basically pulls a "don't let the door hit you on the way out." manuever.

Not now T'Pol. I'm still recovering from your last bout of pon farr.

T'Pol enters Archer's quarters again. She tries to rouse an unconscious Archer. T'Pol: Captain? Captain Archer! You're needed on the bridge.

Archer: I told you not to disturb me.

T'Pol: We have very little time.

At some point she takes him to the shower. I don't have the episode, and am relying on memory, pictures, and close caption logs.

Archer recovering from the annual St. Patrick's Day fesitivities.

Archer: What are you doing?

T'Pol: Your crew may be dying.

Archer: What?

T'Pol: Do you remember that trinary star system? The one with the black hole? It's emitting a dangerous form of radiation. It's affecting your prefrontal cortex. I believe that's why you and the crew have been exhibiting obsessive behavior. Some of the crew's bio-signs are already unstable. If you're exposed to the radiation much longer you won't survive.

Archer groans. (I would too if I had to try to comprehend technobable when I'm sick.)

T'Pol: Do you understand what I'm telling you?

Archer: Turn it off.

T'Pol: Do you understand?

Archer: Yes... Radiation. Tell... Phlox, if the... the crew's sick... tell Phlox...

T'Pol: He's been affected as well.

Archer: But not you?

T'Pol: Vulcan physiology seems to be immune.

Archer: Bring us about. Turn the ship around.

T'Pol: It's not that simple. If we go back the way we came, we'll spend two more days in the radiation field. I've charted a course that'll have us clear of the radiation in less than 17 minutes.

Archer: Lousy coffee.

Kiss her already!

Another one of my fav pics.

My thoughts: I love looking at clips of this episode and pictures of the scenes. It makes me recall how I felt when viewing the scenes. I love the concern in T'Pol's eyes during the scenes. She's come a long way from the person who didn't want to share a blanket with a stinky human. She cares what happens to her crewmates, and especially to him.


Vanishing Point


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Precious Cargo


Archer bowed down to T'Pol and readied himself to kiss her feet. He was in the dog house after Porthos chewed up her meditation pillow.

T'Pol and Archer fool a man into believing that T'Pol is a magistrate who will try him and severely punish him.

T'Pol was unaware that her meditation incense was an aphrodisiac to human males.


Catwalk

T'Pol is sitting down on her sleeping mat reading a padd when Archer sits down on his. Porthos comes over to him and Archer plays with Porthos' ears a bit. T'Pol looks over at them. Archer tells Porthos to go to bed.  Archer sits down and turns on his own padd. It's a water polo match. He makes some "sports noises" in response to the game. T'Pol looks over at him. Archer catches her looking.

Archer: Is this bothering you?

T'Pol (looks back at her padd): Only slightly.

Archer turns off the padd and lays down. He puts his left hand over his eyes. T'Pol is taping controls on her padd making noises. Archer lifts his hand off his eyes placing it on his forhead. He looks over at her. T'Pol looks back.

T'Pol: Am I distrubing you?

Why am I smiling? I get to sleep next to T'Pol all night long.

Archer (smiles): Only slightly. (T'Pol turns off her padd. They both settle into their beds adjusting their pillows. The ship shudders. Archer looks up at the ceiling as he speaks.) You know,there's a bright side to all of this.

T'Pol (looks up at the ceiling as she speaks): Really?

Archer: It's bringing the crew closer together. If you forget about the storm outside, this is all most like going on a camping trip.

I wish he would stop snoring.

T'Pol (turns to sleep on her left side facing away from him): Perhaps we can sing a few songs later.

Archer (looks over at her back): Haven't you ever gone camping?

Captain, I don't understand why you insist we conserve body heat and sleep together.

T'Pol (turns to face him adjusting the pillows under her head.): In a matter of speaking. I once participated in the kahswan ritual. I was taken to the desert and left to survive for ten days. (T'Pol turns to look up at the ceiling again.)

Archer: Sounds fun. (Adjusts his sleeping position as if he's uncomfortable.) You haven't left the command area much today. You might want to wonder around, get to know the crew.

I'm just adjusting myself, T'Pol. I'm not used to sleeping this way...

T'Pol (closes her eyes): I'm familiar with everyone of them.

...I usually sleep naked.

Archer: There's a lot more to these people than just their names. It'd be good for you to fraternize a little.

T'Pol: Is that an order?

Archer: Does it have to be?

I usually sleep in tight, silky pijamas.

T'Pol (turns and faces him): I'm not skilled at fraternizing.

Yeah I know. I was surprised when I found out you weren't the long nightgown type.

Archer (adjusts his head on the pillows so he's directly facing her.): Here's a chance to learn.

TPol merely rolls away from him until she's looking at the ceiling.

After exiting the catwalk, Archer and T'Pol walk side by side with Porthos.

My thoughts: I love the bedtime scene. They seem like a married couple annoying each other with their habits. I like that Archer tried to get her to know the crew better.


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