McCoy: "Damn it, Jim, what the hell's the matter with you? Other
people have birthdays, why are we treating yours like a funeral?"
Kirk: "Bones, I don't want to be lectured." McCoy: "What the hell
do you want? This is not about age, and you know it. It's about
you flying a goddamn computer console when you want to be out there
hopping galaxies." Kirk: "Spare me your notions of poetry please,
we all have our assigned duties." McCoy: "Bull. You're a-hiding.
Hiding behind rules and regulations." Kirk: "Who am I hiding from?"
McCoy: "From yourself, Admiral."
-- "STII:TWOK", Stardate 8130.3
