Somewhere on the flea ship, Reed and Trip are tossed like fictional humans in a fictional warp-capable ship whose fictional inertial dampeners are fictionally offline. Because, people, if we wanted to be real for a moment, we would realize that if the inertial dampeners were truly offline and the ship was really going as fast as they want us to think it's going, Reed and Trip would be mere smears on the bulkheads. In all of this, Reed's suit blows a leak. Trip determines that Reed's got eight minutes of oxygen left, so he takes his thick tubing and sticks it in Reed's tank and blows him some. Air. Blows him some air. Perverts.
Enterprise increases speed, but the Flea Ship continues to pursue. Enterprise starts to shake, and stuff explodes. The Flea Ship matches their speed. Quantum orders Mayweather to "see what those new injectors can do," so Mayweather gets their speed up to warp five-point-oh-six before the Flea Ship falls behind and Enterprise is stabilized. Quantum lowers himself into his chair and tells Mayweather to maintain his speed. I hope Montgomery's next job is as a cylon. I think he'd be really good on that show. I'd say they should send Linda Park over there as well, but they've already got their token Asian cylon.
Shran and his girlfriend discuss the situation. Shran doesn't want to leave things up to Quantum, and thinks they should take the Tellarite matter into their own hands. He asks Talus to seduce the guards outside their quarters. Dude, has he got a head full of ideas that are driving him insane, or what?
Flea ship. Trip and Reed can't locate an atmosphere recycler, so they decide to find the Bridge. Because, for some reason I don't pretend to understand, they assume that if the entire ship doesn't have appropriate atmosphere and is depressurized, surely the Bridge must be a Mecca for atmosphere and pressurization.
Luke the ROMULAN thinks the humans have seen too much, and he doesn't want to let them get away. The other ROMULAN announces, "This vessel is a prototype -- I told you it wasn't ready for combat." "FIND THEM!" Luke the ROMULAN bellows. How convenient for this vessel to be a prototype. That would explain why these particular ROMULANS seem so much more advanced than the ones who can't even cobble together a respectable cloaking device. I'm going to let you in on a little secret: Luke the ROMULAN'S name is "Valdore," and all night it's been making me want to sing the Steve Winwood song "Valerie." You know, "MU-U-SIC, hi-i-gh and SWEET, then she just blew away / Now she can't be that WARM! With the wiiind in her ARMS -- Val-dor-EE, CALL on me! Call on MEEEE -- VAL-dor-EEEE!" ["Oh, dear." -- Sars]