I didn't really think it was possible for something to make me love Chekov any more than I already did. Then I read this. It's so hilarious, I don't even have words. But:

“Scott – Montgomery… I don’t know how to tell you this.” Archer hesitated. “I… am your… father -

Nyet. That is not right.

- I… am your… grandfather."

Just...the attention to detail, even admits the sheer absurdity of it all - yes. This.