[Archer and Tucker are staging a drama show for the Ferengi]
Commander Charles 'Trip' Tucker III : I'll show you the vault.
Captain Jonathan Archer : Trip?
Commander Charles 'Trip' Tucker III : Leave the women here, and I'll let you have the gold.
Captain Jonathan Archer : Not another word, Commander, that's an order!
Commander Charles 'Trip' Tucker III : I'm not letting 'em take my wife!
Ulis : Wife?
Krem : She's not the one with the pointy ears, is she?
Commander Charles 'Trip' Tucker III : No. Her name's Hoshi. And you're gonna keep your filthy hands off her! Do we have a deal?
Captain Jonathan Archer : You take them anywhere near that vault and I'll throw you in the brig for insubordination.
Commander Charles 'Trip' Tucker III : You don't give a damn about this crew. All you care about is your precious gold.
Captain Jonathan Archer : I'm warning you, Trip.
Commander Charles 'Trip' Tucker III : You're a greedy son of a bitch!
Captain Jonathan Archer : What's your wife worth? Five bars of gold, maybe six? Let them take Hoshi, and I'll give you ten.
Captain Jonathan Archer : All right, fifteen!
[Tucker charges at Archer with a roar and continues the discussion in a brawl]
Ulis : Time's running out. Someone has to stay and finish loading the ship.
Grish : That's Krem's job.
Krem : I'm tired of doing this job. I don't wanna do all the menial work!
Ulis : Krem!
Krem : It's time that I showed a little initiative! I have the lobes for business. You just never give me the chance to prove it!
Ulis : [commanding] Get back to work!
Krem : [after a pause, subdued] Yes, cousin.
[the other Ferengi laugh derisively and leave]
Captain Jonathan Archer : [to Krem] You... sure told him.