Bones: Well, either choke me or cut my throat. Make up your mind.
Khan: Where am I?
Bones: You're in bed, holding a knife at your doctor's throat.
Dr. Leonard McCoy has so meditated upon the Tao of the Grumpy Old Man that when confronted by a megalomaniacal ubermensch with a knife he's able to turn his crankiness into an impenetrable shield of badassery. Respect the Bones.
![What Kirk achieves with utter manliness and Spock with weird alien mojo, I get done with nothin' but a bad attitude.](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfur6ckHvEkG1mhUrS3HS9SQGqe3KoDivmclutjc47_FQ_n7OFoQL3ULKe6ENC8BoIeMlRbK9fBKXwmXr4RVnDcMKucZNmcDXRchLXHN4cwIF5YfZ5tn3AV_DF5fzYL5tRFawwwRzLpoJl/s400/bones.jpg)
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