Spock: Each of us... At some time in our lives, turns to someone - a father, a brother, a God... And asks..."Why am I here? What was I meant to be?"
Kirk: Well, Bones. Do the new medical facilities meet with your approval?
McCoy: They do not. It's like working in a damned computer center.
McCoy: In simpler language, Captain, they drafted me!
Kirk: They didn't.
McCoy: This was your idea! This was your idea, wasn't it?
Kirk: Bones, there's a thing out there...
McCoy: Why is any object we didn't understand always called 'a thing'?
McCoy: Well Jim, I hear Chapel's an M.D. Now. So I'm gonna need a top nurse, not some doctor who'll argue every little diagnosis with me. And they probably re-designed the whole sickbay, too. I know engineers, they LOVE to change things.