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Alright Bones, in the language of the planet: what’s your beef?
McCoy: What’s so damned troubling about not having died? How old do you think I am?
Data: One hundred thirty seven years, Admiral, according to Starfleet records.
McCoy: Explain how you remember that so exactly.
Data: I remember every fact I am exposed to, sir.
McCoy: I don’t see any points on your ears, boy, but you sound like a Vulcan.
Data: No, sir. I’m an android.
McCoy: Hmm. Almost as bad.
Data: I thought it was generally accepted, sir, that Vulcans are an advanced and most honorable race.
McCoy: They are, they are. And damned annoying at times.
Data: Yes, sir.
McCoy: Well, this is a new ship, but she’s got the right name. Now you remember that, you hear.
Data: I will, sir.
McCoy: You treat her like a lady, and she’ll always bring you home.
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