That's not what I'm saying Jim. I'm saying it was one damned thing after another. First that port and Pavi's damn thoughts, then the mistletoe and then you up and vanish without a damned word before it. I'm a fallible, imperfect human being you idiot, I-

[McCoy glowers more somehow.] Forget it- I'm your god damned doctor, I know better than to have an argument with you when you're in this state. [He walks over to Kirk's desk where poor Spock Jr. was cooing mournfully.]