I'm aware of the ethical implications. If we weren't in the Expanse, maybe my decision would be different, but... we've got to complete this mission. Earth needs Enterprise. Enterprise needs Trip. It's as simple as that.
I don't have to tell you what's at stake. I must complete this mission. And to do that, I need Trip. Trip! I'll take whatever steps necessary to save him.
The most difficult test facing any captain, any crew, is the loss of a shipmate. We've come here to honor one of our own. In the time we knew him, he showed us just how much one life can truly matter. We will never forget what he did for us and for the ship he loved so much. We will go forward with renewed determination to complete this mission, so that his sacrifice won't just have been for the people on this ship, but for all the citizens of Earth.
Your world is in jeopardy and where are your friends, the Vulcans? Where is their mighty fleet? They couldn't even spare one officer. She was forced to abandon her career to remain on your ship. A remarkably selfless act... for a Vulcan.
(to Archer, about the Xindi probe) When it arrived in your star system, I watched the incoming telemetry with the other members of the council. Seven million lives... were extinguished in front of my eyes. I asked myself, 'How many of those were children?'
You weren't sent here against your will. You knew exactly what your mission was. What were your people trying to do?! You tried to destroy my ship! Why?! Answer me!
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When the Xindi destroy Earth, my people will prevail!
I've always been much better at avoiding farewells than giving them so I'm not even gonna try. But I'm going to ask all of you to think back to the day when this ship was first launched. We were explorers then. When all this is over, when Earth is safe, I want you to get back to that job. There are 400 billion stars in our galaxy. We've only explored a tiny fraction. You have a lot of work to do. Of all the captains who will sit in this chair, I can't imagine any of them being more proud than I am right now.
Every time I start I hear myself sayin', 'What a fine young woman she was. How... how smart and full of potential.' And I realize I'm not thinkin' about Taylor at all. I'm thinkin' about Elizabeth. So many people dead. I tried not to see her any differently than the other seven million, so I spent the last nine months tryin' to pretend she was just another victim. But she's my sister, T'Pol. My baby sister! I envy you Vulcans.
You think that the loss of a colleague or a friend doesn't affect us? It does, but if we give in to those emotions, they overwhelm us. You're the ones to be envied.