I’m a surgeon, not a psychiatrist.
“I should have never reconnected his mouth.”
“Well, we took the risk, doctor…”
Are you my doctor? Or a bartender?
Where I come from, that’s soda pop. This is a drink for a man.
Scene: College rooming house, Berkeley, TV room, ca. 1971.
Star Trek (TOS) re-runs are shown 5 days a week, followed immediately by Mission Impossible re-runs. Group of hard-core trekkies watching almost every night. Same group (mostly) watches Mission Impossible too.
Phelps and crew are at a sidewalk cafe in Paris. Suddenly a drive-by shooting happens!!! Someone at a table at the cafe lies in a pool of blood on the sidewalk.
Phelps: Stands by, scowling.
Paris (played by Nimoy, remember): Jumps into action! Dives down to the guy in pool of blood. Feels his pulse. Looks up to Phelps and says, gravely:
ETA: Visualize group of hard-core trekkies in TV room, ROTFL.
Oh, very clever, Worf. Eat any good books lately?
Ahh, Microbrain. Growl for me, let me know you still care.
It’s green.
Spock: No, sir.
Kirk: ![]()
So, if you jump up and down like an idiot, that it considered funny?
You realize, don’t you, that the two series were filmed right next door to each other from 1966 to 1969? I’ll bet Nimoy and Graves (and a lot of other people at Desilu/Paramount) had an equally good laugh! ![]()
I have a dead crewman lying over there, Doctor, and I want to know what killed him! :mad:
We’re vegetarians.
No, I didn’t know that.
I wonder how many times they had to film that take before they managed to get it with straight faces?
From the top of what?
[Breaking the rules to resurrect…]
I did not wish to be shot down on our way to our own funeral.
A lie?
A choice.
When I flip this switch, all the sounds in the ship will be amplified by a factor of one to the fourth power.
Excuse me. Excuse me. Would you mind stopping that noise? Excuse me! Would you mind stopping that damn noise?
Charlie is my darling, my darling, my darling