Cold Station 12. Some lesser docs get ushered into a holding cell in the main room as Dr. "I Am The Walrus" Lucas insists he doesn't have "the code." Dain'ta scoffs that when he was Senior Medical Director, he had access to the embryos. Dr. Lucas says they changed policy after what Dain'ta did. "He's lying," Mullet bellows. Dain'ta holds up a "back off" hand and asks Dr. Lucas if the lights in his office flicker. "Every two hours -- drives me crazy!" Dr. Lucas exclaims. "Faulty power relay -- you wouldn't believe how many times I asked them to fix it. Ten years later and they still haven't done a thing," Dain'ta says, shaking his head. He orders Mullet to put Dr. Lucas with the others. Mullet doth protest. "I believe him," Dain'ta says dismissively, because somehow the office lights thing was a cleverly hidden lie detector test? Yeah, clearly I haven't had enough to drink. Dain'ta turns to the Khannabee who is acting as codebreaker. "It's a hexadecimal password and I'm creating an algorithm to compute the possible combinations -- a few hundred thousand of them. It may take a few minutes," Khannabenigma brags as the Evil Dr. Mathra vomits undigested automorphic forms. "I can't believe I held you back in math," Dain'ta says proudly. Shut up, Dain'ta. How could any holding back happen anyway? I thought they were all with the having of the intellect that was of the superior kind. Cold Station 12 gets a signal that a ship is approaching.
Quantum gets a hail from Dain'ta threatening the lives of the doctors aboard Cold Station 12 unless Quantum turns his ship around. Quantum tries to buy time by talking to Dr. Lucas, but is forced to reverse course once Dain'ta begins to wonder what a Klingon disrupter would do to a human skull at close range. Hm, T'Pol's violet velour catsuit, which got all nasty and stained last week, now looks glossy and completely re-napped. Ah, they must have superior dry cleaners aboard the ship. Yeah, that's it. See? Now I'm drunk enough.