Sickbay. Phlox brings Daniels around, and T'Pol tells him that Quantum is dead for now and the Xindi weapon destroyed (maybe also "for now," because with this show, who the hell knows?). Daniels wheezes that he is indeed responsible for their time-travel, because the Temporal Cold War has become an all-out conflict with temporal agents stationed throughout the timeline carrying orders to change history, because each faction is trying to wipe the others out. T'Pol grips Daniels and explains the Nazi debacle. Daniels wheezes, "Different incursions are causing paradoxes -- turbulences in the time-stream -- I almost didn't make it back." I was just about to say, "Shut up, Daniels!" when he interrupts me by having bit a of a conniption. Once he stops flailing, T'Pol asks him how they get back to their time. "You can't -- it doesn't exist, at least, not the way you remember it. Neither does mine -- it's all gone. You have to stop him," Daniels rasps. "Stop who?" T'Pol demands a few times as Daniels expires a little more.

Somewhere in the Third Reich's study. The Alienazis talk about the recent ambush and the prisoner they have who might talk if they make him watch a few more hours of Semi-Homemade Cooking with Sandra Lee. Camel Taupe mentions that they are picking up signals of a ship in orbit that has the same temporal stamp as Quantum's communicator. He orders the prisoner brought to him, once he's done throwing up from witnessing the horrors of tinned crabmeat sandwiches dipped in fondant and sprinkled with glitter.