Bones: You know why you're not afraid to die, Spock? You're more afraid of living. Each day you stay alive is just one more day you might slip and let your human half peek out. That's it, isn't it? Insecurity. Why you wouldn't know what to do with a genuine warm decent feeling.
Spock: Really, doctor?
Bones: I know. I'm worried about Jim too.
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McCoy: I'm not a magician, Spock; just an old country doctor.
Spock: Yes. As I always suspected.
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Dr. McCoy: Your pulse is two hundred and forty-two. Your blood pressure is practically non-existent; assuming you call that green stuff in your veins blood.
Spock: The readings are perfectly normal for me, Doctor, thank you. And as for my anatomy being different from yours, I am delighted.
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McCoy: Once, just once, I'd like to be able to land someplace and say "Behold, I am the Archangel Gabriel."
Spock: I fail to see the humor in that situation, Doctor.
McCoy: Naturally. You could hardly claim to be an angel with those pointed ears, Mr. Spock. But say you landed someplace with a pitchfork...
McCoy: Spock, er, I know we've, er, had our disagreements. Er, maybe they're jokes, I don't know. As Jim says, we're not often sure ourselves sometimes. But, er... what I'm trying to say is... Spock: Doctor, I am seeking a means of escape. Will you please be brief? McCoy: What I'm trying to say is, you saved my life in the arena. Spock: Yes, that's quite true. McCoy: [Indignant] I'm trying to thank you, you pointed-eared hobgoblin! Spock: Oh yes, you humans have that emotional need to express gratitude. "You're welcome", I believe is the correct response.
Bones: You know why you're not afraid to die, Spock? You're more afraid of living. Each day you stay alive is just one more day you might slip and let your human half peek out. That's it, isn't it? Insecurity. Why you wouldn't know what to do with a genuine warm decent feeling.
ReplyDeleteSpock: Really, doctor?
Bones: I know. I'm worried about Jim too.
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McCoy: I'm not a magician, Spock; just an old country doctor.
Spock: Yes. As I always suspected.
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Dr. McCoy: Your pulse is two hundred and forty-two. Your blood pressure is practically non-existent; assuming you call that green stuff in your veins blood.
Spock: The readings are perfectly normal for me, Doctor, thank you. And as for my anatomy being different from yours, I am delighted.
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McCoy: Once, just once, I'd like to be able to land someplace and say "Behold, I am the Archangel Gabriel."
Spock: I fail to see the humor in that situation, Doctor.
McCoy: Naturally. You could hardly claim to be an angel with those pointed ears, Mr. Spock. But say you landed someplace with a pitchfork...
Hahaha! Nice! I love Bones!Where did they get that guy? Spock, the ultimate straight man.
ReplyDeleteMcCoy: Spock, er, I know we've, er, had our disagreements. Er, maybe they're jokes, I don't know. As Jim says, we're not often sure ourselves sometimes. But, er... what I'm trying to say is...
ReplyDeleteSpock: Doctor, I am seeking a means of escape. Will you please be brief?
McCoy: What I'm trying to say is, you saved my life in the arena.
Spock: Yes, that's quite true.
McCoy: [Indignant] I'm trying to thank you, you pointed-eared hobgoblin!
Spock: Oh yes, you humans have that emotional need to express gratitude. "You're welcome", I believe is the correct response.