Adrianne Palicki: Cmdr. Kelly Grayson

Firestorm

Cmdr. Kelly Grayson

[the senior officers are discussing inexplicable event that have been occurring on the Orville]
Cmdr. Kelly Grayson: Wait. Isaac, what about the plasma storm? Is it possible that it affected us or the ship in some way?
Isaac: How so, Commander?
Cmdr. Kelly Grayson: I'm not sure. This is gonna sound like I'm talking out of my ass...
Isaac: Then please try to enunciate.
Cmdr. Kelly Grayson: No, it's a figure... never mind.

Dr. Claire Finn: You both saw it.
Cmdr. Kelly Grayson: Saw it. Felt it. Almost got swallowed up by it.
Capt. Ed Mercer: Doctor, these things cannot possibly be real. Is there a chance we're dealing with some kind of... collective insanity? A... a brain virus of some sort? Could somebody have put peyote in the food synthesizers? Maybe we're all just really stoned.

Isaac: I am afraid we cannot end the simulation at this time.
Dr. Claire Finn: Isaac, look at her bio-signs. Her adrenaline levels are through the roof.
Capt. Ed Mercer: Isaac, shut it down, now!
Isaac: I am sorry, Captain. I do not have the authority to do so. Lieutenant Kitan has exercised directive 38 in the execution of this program.
Capt. Ed Mercer: No bare feet in the engineering section? What does that have to do...
Cmdr. Kelly Grayson: No, 38.
Capt. Ed Mercer: Oh, 38. Wait a minute, she exercised directive 38 for this?
Dr. Claire Finn: What does that mean?
Cmdr. Kelly Grayson: It's an extreme crisis-only regulation that allows the chief of security on board a starship the ability to override all other clearance. Including the captain's.
Dr. Claire Finn: What in God's name for?
Capt. Ed Mercer: In the rare case that the captain has been compromised in some way; alien influence, extreme drunkenness, that kind of thing. If they use it and they're wrong, it's a career-ender. And it's definitely not meant to be used for something like this.

Isaac: You asked to be subjected to a variety of frightening situations, so I designed a program based on inquiries conducted with the crew, in order to select a number of baseline phobias with which to populate the program.
Cmdr. Kelly Grayson: The simulation began in the corridor, right before you saw the clown.
Lt. Alara Kitan: But how did you...
[realizing]
Lt. Alara Kitan: A memory wipe.
Dr. Claire Finn: If you knew you were in a simulation, the fear wouldn't be real. So you needed a short-term memory wipe to erase any knowledge of the request. It's a risky procedure, but you told me it was essential for the protection of classified security material. I ought to write you up for lying to a medical officer.
Lt. Alara Kitan: Wait, so who's afraid of clowns?
Lt. John LaMarr: That's me.
Lt. Alara Kitan: You really are afraid of clowns?
Lt. John LaMarr: Yes. Please stop saying the "C" word.

Capt. Ed Mercer: Alara, you invoked directive 38 to prevent us from shutting down the program when it got too hot in there. I ought to court-martial you on this very spot for the position you put us in. We were really worrried about you.
Lt. Alara Kitan: Captain, I am so sorry. I mean, I don't... I don't remember it, but still, I'm sorry.
Capt. Ed Mercer: I'm letting it slide because no one got hurt. And also because you owned every crisis Isaac threw at you.
Cmdr. Kelly Grayson: Every insane situation you were up against, you handled like a first-rate officer.
Capt. Ed Mercer: There should be no doubt in your mind that you are capable of doing your job.

Lt. Gordon Malloy: [with John, dressed in colonial outfits and carrying antique pistols] Oh, hey. We have the simulator at 3:00. How much longer are you guys gonna be?
Cmdr. Kelly Grayson: Just give us a minute, okay?
Lt. John LaMarr: Oh, yeah. No, it's fine.
Lt. Gordon Malloy: [they turn to leave] Yeah. Why even have reservations?