Enterprise2001

[Archer, Tucker and Reed are highly agitated from a nearby radiation source]

Commander Tucker:
[showing Archer his schematics for the new Captain's chair] You might want to see this, sir! Interactive status displays, secondary helm control. It's even got inertial micro-dampers. The ship could be shakin' apart and you'd hardly feel a thing!

Lt. Reed:
[frustrated] You ignored a Tactical Alert for this?

Commander Tucker:
[ignores Reed] I want to run some colours by you for the head rest.

Lt. Reed:
This is all a big joke to you!

Commander Tucker:
[to Reed] Give it a rest!

Lt. Reed:
This isn't a bloody pleasure cruise! Without proper discipline on this ship, this mission is doomed!

Commander Tucker:
[highly annoyed] Why don't you play soldier somewhere else?

Lt. Reed:
[with suppressed anger] If this were a military situation, you'd be taken out and shot!

[Tucker and Reed start fighting]

Captain Archer:
Hey! [he breaks them apart, then slams Tucker against the wall.] I don't care what colour the headrest is, or whether it can serve me ice-tea! I just want to sit when I'm on duty! [releases Tucker, then slams Reed against the wall.] And if I hear that alarm one more time, I may have *you* taken out and shot! [releases Reed, then turns to T'Pol.] Unless there's a *real* emergency, like a reactor breach, I don't want to be disturbed!