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Conversation

Kirk: So we’ll just have to check it with the Vulcans first–
Bones: Vulcans? Those snooty-snotty, hoity-toity, arty-farty, decaffeinated, fruit-flavoured, semi-skimmed, wishy-washy, high-and-mighty, tight-nosed, sun-dried-tomato-eating lah-de-dah-di lah-de-dahs!?

Bones: How do you want to play this?

Bones: How do you want to play this?
Jim: Good cop, bad cop
Bones: Why do I always have to be the bad cop? Why can’t you be the bad cop?
Jim: We’ve been over this, I’m too adorable!

Bones: How do we usually get out of these types of messes?

Bones: How do we usually get out of these types of messes?
Kirk: We don’t. We make even bigger messes that cancel out the first one.

Kirk: I want you, Bones.

Kirk: I want you, Bones.
Bones: This isn’t covered by your insurance.

Bones: thinking about all the shit Jim could be getting into while he’s asleepBones’ Brain: 

Bones: thinking about all the shit Jim could be getting into while he’s asleep

Bones’ Brain: 

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Bones: So what time does The Judgemental Express arrive?

Bones: So what time does The Judgemental Express arrive?
Kirk: Spock’s shift starts at noon.

“Jim, I just reported you to HR for trying to start a conversation with me on a Monday.”

“Jim, I just reported you to HR for trying to start a conversation with me on a Monday.”

Bones

Kirk: It seems like bad things keep happening to me, like I have bad luck or something.

Kirk: It seems like bad things keep happening to me, like I have bad luck or something.
Bones: Jim, you don’t have bad luck. The reason bad things happen to you is because you’re a dumbass.

Kirk: You know, when I was a kid, Bones, I always wanted to be a hobo. I wanted to ride the rails, play the guitar –

Kirk: You know, when I was a kid, Bones, I always wanted to be a hobo. I wanted to ride the rails, play the guitar –
Bones: Be malnourished, riddled with preventable disease.
Kirk: You know what? You could make Santa Claus cry. You really could.

Kirk: [kicks the door open with a panicked look]

Kirk: [kicks the door open with a panicked look]
Bones: What did you do?!
Kirk: Nobody died!
Bones: WHAT KIND OF ANSWER IS THAT?!