Nitpick: Although it was Soval that negotiated the original treaty, his presence here seems out of place, considering that he's the Vulcan ambassador to Earth.
Nitpick: There are several references to the fact that Andorians and Vulcans came into conflict over the planet "a century" or "100 years" ago. That would be about 2052-2053. But then it's stated the Vulcans tried to claim the planet in 2097, and that Soval had been on the planet for 50 years.
Soval: (to Archer) Captain, your presence here has not been overly meddlesome. (Soval leaves)
Shran: I think he likes you, pinkskin.
Archer: I wouldn't go that far.
Trip: I don't like pushing the engines this hard. The injectors are running at 110%.
T'Pol: They're rated for one hundred and twenty.
Trip: Yeah, and my underwear is flame retardant. That doesn't mean I'm going to light myself on fire to prove it.
Archer: I think we'll make it in one piece Trip.
Archer: The ball's in your court now. (Soval looks confused)
T'Pol: It's a human expression... it means the next move is yours.
Archer: No offense, but my ears are less likely to draw fire than yours. (Archer leaves)
Soval: What is their fixation with our ears?
T'pol: I believe they're envious.
Soval: Do you realize that you've picked up a slight human accent?
Archer: Maybe we're not out here to just scan comets and meet new species. Maybe we're out here to prove that humanity is ready to join a much larger community. I intend to do that, whether the Vulcans approve or not!
Shran: (to Soval) Join me in a drink to celebrate our mutual dissatisfaction.
Archer: Just keep them occupied. (weapons blast nearby) Really occupied or I'm not gonna get very far.
T'Pol: We need to reduce our speed.
Archer: The ground is going to do that for us.
Archer: I believe someone once defined compromise as a solution that neither side is happy with.
Shran: In that case, these talks have been extremely successful.