Enterprise. Reed reports that they're trying to track the Fortunate's warp trail, "but their plasma cannon knocked out our long-range sensors." Convenient, that. Quantum asks how long before their long-range sensors are back online. "Mr. Tucker says at least four hours," T'Pol reports. "We don't know where they are but we know who they're looking for," Mayberry butts in. Everyone looks at him. Not because they don't know what he's talking about, but because they're wondering who wrote him so many lines this episode. "The Nausicaans," Mayberry supplies in the pregnant pause. "Ryan's after revenge, sir." "A very primitive emotion, but it would explain his irrational behavior," T'Pol says by way of agreement. "It's rational to him," Mayberry says. Well, irrational behavior usually is rational to the irrational. That's what makes them irrational. "Those pirates attacked his ship -- that's his family. If we want to find the Fortunate, we need to find the Nausicaans," Mayberry finishes.
Fortunate. "The frequencies," Ryan hisses. "You're not very skilled in interrogation. I could give you some lessons," the Nausicaan rasps. Ryan hauls off and kicks him in the chest. The other crewmembers look uncomfortable with this type of behavior. Ryan grabs the Nausicaan's face: "Give me the frequencies!" Seriously, what's the frequency, Kenneth? The Nausicaan says his shipmates will rescue him from his tower prison so long as he can let his hair down. "I'm counting on it," Ryan tells him, and then proceeds to beat his face in. The other crewmember -- whose name, it turns out, is Shawn, and I only know that because I looked it up -- looks even more uncomfortable than before, and now with overtones of nausea.