Character: Leonard McCoy

- All we can do is to accept hope as a rational explanation.
- Hope? I always thought it was human weakness, Mr. Spock.
- True, doctor. Permanent negative effects entails a certain level of pollution.

- Bones, I think you're turning gray.
- You try to work with a doctor and see what happens to you.

- You did all you could.
In other words, absolutely nothing.

Well, You must be very unhappy, Mr. Spock.
- It is a human emotion, doctor, which is a total stranger to me. How can I be unhappy?
Well, we found a whole new world with the same minds as You. Logical, unemotional, completely pragmatic. And we poor, irrational humans, defeated them in a fair fight. Now You have to go back to illogical people.
- That highly meets my needs. Because I so desperately needed as on a ship full of illogical humans.

- I made a mistake in calculations.
- It must be a historical event.

Funny. Chief Vandenberg said about the Horta the same as the mother Horta said to me about people. The appearance of humanoids disgusts her, but she hoped to get used to them.
- She said that? Tell me, did she say anything about your ears?
- In General no. But I was under the impression that the people she liked the most. I did not dare to say that they are just me.
- She really liked your ears?
- Captain, the Horta is a very intelligent and sensitive creature with impeccable taste...
- Because she likes you?
- You know, captain, my modesty...
- Does not withstand close examination, Mr. Spock. It seems that you more and more human.
- Captain, I see no reason to stand here and listen to insults.

- Spock, what the hell is Vulcan mineral's doing here?
Lieutenant Uhura wears an amulet from Vakayi, which I gave her as a sign of my respect.
You gave radioactive decoration?
Radiation is harmless. Besides, it makes it easy to detect.
- You gave the girl a tracking device?
- With other intentions.
Good thing he doesn't respect me.

- I may throw up on you.
I think these things are reliable.
- Don't put a balm on the wounds. One crack, and after thirteen seconds the blood boils. And suddenly the Sun flare? Us in the chair live roast. And if you happen to pick up an andorian shingles? You start talking, when your eyes will bleed? Space is disease and danger wrapped in darkness and silence.
- Sad news: Starfleet operates in space.
- My wife took everything on this damn planet in the divorce. The bone that is left.
- Jim Kirk.
- McCoy, Leonard McCoy.

- Leaving me, you greatly increase the chances of survival, doctor.
Is damn decent, but not even discussed.
- You need to find the surviving members of the team.
- So you do not care about me?
- Of course about you. I thought my respect for you is obvious... a Dialogue that we have conducted all these years, was...
- Do not continue. I understood it all.

- Call mom?
- Of course, I always call this day... And I'm a year older.
- Yes, time does not stop.
- I've experienced it for one year. He joined Starfleet because I believe in him. And I - on a dare.
- You joined to prove that I deserve it. And spent all this time trying to be George kirk. And now I wonder what it means to be Jim? You know why you're here.

- I don't understand.
- ... me too.

- They are stunningly beautiful!
- Really, Jim? They do everything, in every detail superior to any of the women you know - or they just act like beauty?

- You gave her something?
- Yes, the right hook.
- This is not in medical books.
In my now is.

- Information about Earth speaks for itself - there was a thin, angry voice Selva.
- No information speaks for itself, retorted McCoy. - People say the Vulcans say... Idiom "speaks for itself" almost always means "If I don't say anything about it, no one will notice".