Michelle: Sir, Monk's still out there. We have to go after him!
Der Trihs: Whoa, hang on just a minute Ensign.
Der Trihs: A trained killer, swimming in the dark fires his weapon three times and then disappears. If you swim out after him, what makes you think you can take on whoever he was shooting at?
Michelle: I'm a better shot than he is, and maybe he already wounded 'em.
Der Trihs: Boy, you are optimistic. Whaddaya say we force-multiply with a boat and some body-armor?