(My script was listed as "Preliminary", 02/08/05 be, *02/09/05 pk in the upper right corner and states "First Draft - February 7, 2005" in the lower right corner, for those wondering)
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INT. ENTERPRISE - T'POL'S QUARTERS
T'Pol is wearing Vulcan robes. She stares out the
window at unmoving stars. The door BEEPS.
T'POL
Come in...
Trip ENTERS. He holds the IDIC. They both were in
Sickbay when Elizabeth died, and that moment of loss is
still with them.
TRIP
Phlox thought you'd...
Trip's having a hard time speaking. His eyes are red
from tears. He gives the IDIC to T'Pol.
TRIP
The captain said... the, uh...
delegates at the conference...
they've asked about the service
for... for Elizabeth...
He chokes up saying her name, recovers.
T'POL
They want to attend?
Trip nods, tries to smile, a proud parent.
TRIP
She was important...
After a few beats, Trip collects himself again.
TRIP
Phlox had something else to say.
He did more tests...
T'Pol waits.
TRIP
Turns out... it wasn't genetic.
There was a flaw in the cloning
technique...
T'Pol's Vulcan control slips as she realizes what Trip's
leading to.
T'POL
What...?
TRIP
Human DNA... Vulcan DNA... Phlox
says there's no medical reason why
they can't combine.
(beat)
We can have children... if we
want...
T'Pol processes what Trip has said, slowly realizing
that he's making a proposal...
T'POL
What do you want?
Trip takes her hand... no mystery about what he wants.
TRIP
What do you want?
T'Pol thinks, and OFF that moment of agonizing
anticipation...
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EXT. SPACE
Enterprise crosses from the night side of Earth, to be
caught in the flare of the rising sun...
FADE OUT.[/QUOTE]