Narrator: At some point we have each imagined going back in time to talk to ourselves. Captain Andreyasn is actually doing it.
Captain Kevyn: Hi, Kevyn. I'm you.
Captain Kevyn: Okay, that's not quite true. I'm you as you'll be seven weeks from now.
Kevyn: I'm going to be Captain?
Captain Kevyn: Yes. Err. . . No. Maybe.
Captain Kevyn: Let me try again. I used to be you, and now I'm seven weeks older and I'm me, but that doesn't mean you have to end up like me. In fact, I'm here so that you can work with me to make sure that the conditions that resulted in me don't happen to you.
Narrator: It is harder than it looks.
Kevyn: It sounds like I learn to babble like an idiot in the future.
Captain Kevyn: It's the clothes. We have got to get me out of these things.
Shep: Commander, do you want me to shoot the you wearing the orange shirt and the no glasses?
Kevyn: Shep, put the multi-cannon away. We don't want to accidenta
SFX: BOOOM
Der Trihs: A real time-traveller would have seen that coming.