He's dead, Jim.

Hey Hick,
Need help getting rid of the bodies?
 
"He's dead, Jim"

That seemed to be Bones' incessant declaration after briefly inspecting the prone body of of the Enterprise's crew. The dead crewmember always seemed to be one of the ship's security forces, the ones who wore red shirts.

Bodies of red-shirted security men must have packed the morgue of the Enterprise because they seemed to bear the brunt of Captain Kirk's adventuristic exploration of dangerous places in the universe.
 
You can have some crazy intergalactic disease and Bones can inject you with something to make you better, but if you're dead for 2 seconds there's nothing he can do. No CPR, no nothing! :biggrin1:
 
If you think it's butter but it's not...
















...it's Mazola. (you didn't think I'd say Chiffon did you?)











And now off to the butter thread!
 
Going back to the title of this thread, I had a professor this quarter named Dr. McCoy. Yet, she never once said "He's dead, Jim," or "Dammit, Jim, I'm a doctor, not a(n) _____!"

Needless to say I was a tad disappointed.