Quantum logs that he FINALLY caved and DECIDED that MAYBE it was OKAY to let Futureprise modify their engines. But you can just tell it's all with a big sigh. Father and son work together. Trip notes to Tri'Progeny, "It's the strangest thang, I, uh, look at yew and I see m'father. Righ' here -- around the eyes." "So, is he saying Tri'Progeny is like George H. W. Bush then?" the Evil Dr. Mathra asks. In this scene you can see black Xs and Ys on the bulkheads. I know they're probably supposed to be burn marks, but I think they make it look as though the ship's been through a genetic gang war. Trip goes on that Tri'Progeny's ears are definitely from his mother. Ha. Ha. Trip notes with some surprise that Tri'Progeny smiled. That's because he's a CRACK BABY. "I wasn't raised with the same inhibitions most Vulcans have. My human side has allowed me to find a balance between emotion and logic," Tri'Progeny says, trying desperately but just flat-out failing to catch the Spock. Apparently, this half-breed even tells jokes on occasion, but the guy's so Rumsfeldian that I really find that hard to believe.
They keep working, this father and son, ripped apart by massive tragedy and astounding loss, while unbeknownst to them, their future, past, and present is already decided. Okay, I don't know, but the scene seems to think that's what's going on here! It turns out that Tri'Progeny learned all he could by reading Trip's old logs, because Trip himself died when the kid was the burgeoning on the microbial age of fourteen. "What happened?" Trip asks. "I'm not sure we should be discussing the future," Tri'Progeny prisses. Oh, WHATEVER! You've been discussing the FUTURE this whole damn time! In fact, just saying that you read his LOGS is DISCUSSING THE FUTURE! Anyway, it's not the future, it's the past, so shut up, Tri'Progeny. I guess it could be the future, but only in Trip's eyes. Eh, just tell Trip he should stay away from dust jackets and the number eight and he'll be okay. Trip's sorry he wasn't there to help him grow up. "You were a good father," Tri'Progeny assures him, and then adds, "It's strange...being able to tell you that." No, it's actually strange that Trip was a good father, and also? Freakshow? You're DISCUSSING THE FUTURE!
Speaking of the ties that bind, constrict, and squeeze your organs until you faint and die in childbirth, Quantum and his great-granddaughter stroll down the corridors of Futureprise. All the people in the hallways stop to stare at Quantum and Perma-Furrow. I know, I know, the refurrowance is striking, but still, manners anyone? Two Denobulan children are playing ball, and Quantum remarks on it. "Many of our crew are descendants of Phlox and Amanda," Perma-Furrow tells him. "Many of our crew are sleeping with Phlox," the Evil Dr. Mathra giggles. Seriously, Phlox is clearly the stud horse of the ship, and Quantum is clearly jealous of all his foals. Also, I'm convinced that the fact that Not'pol and Phlox's phuck bunny have the same first name is not merely a coincidence. She got over Trip and moved onto someone who was ridged for her pleasure. Perma-Furrow takes Quantum to "see someone." T'Pold greets Quantum in that dramatic way people do when they're about to Reveal Something Important. You know what I mean: they stand at a window with their back to the person entering the room (So rude!) and say, "Hello [insert name]," before turning slowly around. T'Pold embraces Quantum -- to his great furrowprise -- and then asks about Trip. She doesn't want Quantum to bring her lovah by, because "that might be awkward." I'd say so -- when was the last time you plucked your eyebrows, T'Moldy? T'Pold hands over an e-pad and says, "You must give this to your science officer, she'll know what it means." Why doesn't she just say, "You must give this to me, I'll know what it means"? Would that make things confusing?
Mess Hall. Hoshi and May-Chance-Of-Showers discuss what they learned when they were researching how to fuck up their timelines. Hoshi has two kids, but doesn't want to know who the father is, and May-Chance-Of-Showers gets married to Uh-Oh Mackenzie. Hoshi's impressed, and wonders how well they know each other. Not very. Hoshi thinks May-Chance-Of-Showers should ask her out. But if it's a bad date, they might never get together...ooh, maybe that's what Hoshi already knows! She knows that May-Chance-Of-Showers could only have a successful marriage with the Uh-Oh if they go on a date next year. However, this year, the year of the Albatross, is bad for dating, so she encourages the date, they hate each other, and then she becomes Mrs. Chance-Of-Showers! That's totally what's going on here. I know it. Reed joins them and haltingly tells them that he didn't get married or have kids on Futureprise: "Apparently the Reed line came to a rather...unceremonious end." "Unceremonious"? I guess that means gay marriage still isn't legal in the future. Bat rastards. As Reed bitches about not being able to find anyone on a ship the size of Enterprise, Hoshi and May-Chance-Of-Showers exchange uncomfortable looks and make excuses to get away from Lt. Downer. After they leave, Reed eagerly asks a blond buxom Red Stripe to join him at his table of overcompensation.