"You know, for someone whose expertise resides in what is
essentially a sedentary profession, you move pretty good."
McCoy's gasping reply was as dry as the chief engineer's
"Being chased by howling homicidal indigenes has a way of
enhancing my sprinting ability." His tone darkened. "Of course,
if you hadn't shot our ride..."
Kirk shook his head. "Can't hear you, Bones. Volcano noise."
"Volcano noise, my―!"