- Lt. Cmdr. Paul Stamets: [groans while injured in a Jefferies tube] Mm-hmm.
- Dr. Hugh Culber: [incredulous] What are you doing Paul? You're in a Jefferies tube! What the hell were you thinking?
- Cmdr. Jett Reno: [to Culber] Hey genius, he's stuck in a tube in a ship in a vise and he's bleeding all over the place. Argue about this later.
- Dr. Hugh Culber: [with doctorly concern] Listen Paul, everything's gonna be alright. We're gonna focus on one moment at a time okay, and we're gonna do all of this slowly and carefully,
- [smiling]
- Dr. Hugh Culber: because I need you out of there alive so I can kill you.
- Cmdr. Jett Reno: Stamets, I know you love the sound of my voice...
- Lt. Cmdr. Paul Stamets: You realize this is my nightmare.
- Cmdr. Jett Reno: I live to serve.
- Lt. Cmdr. Paul Stamets: Why are you talking to me as if we're working on this together?
- Cmdr. Jett Reno: Because that's exactly what's happening.
- Lt. Cmdr. Paul Stamets: Absolutely not.
- Cmdr. Jett Reno: Saru wants us working on teams, and apparently if you can breathe, you can work. So unless Hazmat over here is gonna be helping after he cleans up Aisle Five...
- Ensign Hazmat: My name's Gene, actually.
- Cmdr. Jett Reno: [waves her hand dismissively] I've already forgotten that.
- [Stamets finishes repairing the damaged EPS conduit]
- Lt. Cmdr. Paul Stamets: I think I... did I do it?
- [ship's power comes back on]
- Cmdr. Jett Reno: Yes you did!
- Lt. Cmdr. Paul Stamets: Hugh? Thanks. Jett? Thanks for nothing.
- Cmdr. Jett Reno: Back at you, Bobcat.
- Dr. Hugh Culber: Bobcat?
- Cmdr. Jett Reno: I dunno, I'm on drugs.
- Ensign Sylvia Tilly: [spying bloody guts on Georgiou's shoes] Um, you have some, uh, Leland on your shoes.
- Emperor Philippa Georgiou: Somebody had to make sure he was dead.
- [pause; then to no one in particular]
- Emperor Philippa Georgiou: Someone else needs to clean the spore cube. There's gooey bits of him everywhere.
- Dr. Hugh Culber: [doctor to patient] I'll tell you what. I'll let you go to work if you can spell "My partner brought me out of a coma and all I got was this lousy t-shirt".
- [forcefully]
- Dr. Hugh Culber: Spell it!
- Lt. Cmdr. Paul Stamets: [weakly] My brain...
- Dr. Hugh Culber: [smiling] Yes, it's scrambled like an egg!
- Lt. Cmdr. Paul Stamets: [spells it] ... L-O-U-S-Y, T-S-H-I-R-T.
- Dr. Hugh Culber: "T-shirt" has a hyphen.
- Lt. Cmdr. Paul Stamets: [as the doctor gives him a hypo injection] Ow! Are you punishing me?
- Dr. Hugh Culber: Yes. *And* I love you.