For the love of the game and for your Leonard "Bones" McCoy editing needs, I made a compilation or whatever this is called of almost every single "editable" frame where Bones is visible in the ST Movies.
McCoy Scenes (ST Movies)
Some scenes have been cut to only show his face (so dialogue and audio is abrupt), while some are not entirely surgically cut in order for you to have some sort of transition (from one scene to another), or to simply show a major McCoy scene you'd probably want to cut to your own liking, and for many other reasons.
Kelley was never combative, but he seemed drawn to passionate souls […] Something in him liked a figther, and he enjoyed the role of counselor that gave these heroes strength and rest.
I'm not sure if this has been done already, but I thought I'd try my hand at it.
[Image Description: A digital drawing of Tasha Yar and Deanna Troi from Star Trek The Next Generation. Deanna is wearing a turquoise dress and straddling Tasha while applying her makeup. Tasha is laying flat on her back and wearing a yellow security uniform and looking at Deanna adoringly. They are backed by stars rushing past in the viewport./End Description ]
trans woman mccoy getting beamed aboard the enterprise in tmp, after walking away from her two shitty boyfriends post five year mission (after they walked away from her first), with literally no one besides uhura, chapel, and scotty knowing she transitioned in the intervening years.
kirk, finding out there on the transporter platform, looking at her in her deep vee jumpsuit, showcasing a type of cleavage she never had before, and the primary emotion in his eyes is anger, isn't it: anger that there's any part of bones that he doesn't know, that he didn't know before anyone else.
mccoy, who'd finally had the space and distance - distance away from the way her life collapsed after her dad's death, after her marriage ended, after james kirk started filling up every single bit of her life, after spock started crowding in and impossibly filling up even more - cast adrift without a purpose for the first time in her life, having had the chance to actually figure things out, and finding a way to be happy, finding a way to be happy. she's got a boyfriend back on earth, a thriving practice, a life.
i need you, bones. badly, kirk says.
where else is she going to be but by his side?
spock walking onto the bridge, and she moves towards him to greet him without thinking, without -
is it surprise, she thinks, in his face? surprise that's so quickly pulled back underneath that perplexing, frustrating, endearing poker face?
she doesn't think so.
she thinks it's guilt.
so that's what she gets.
she gets anger from one of them and guilt from the other, and neither of them are talking. that's fine. she's spent too much time talking the last few years. talking in therapy, talking things out, talking about her families expectations and her father's legacy and her daughter's hero worship and the way jocelyn always accused her of holding something back.
she's held a lot of things back, she thinks.
for what purpose? what did it all matter, in the end?
(isn't she right back where she swore she'd never be?
isn't she right back where she'd knew she'd always end up?)
when this mission is over, she'll leave. she'll go home.
(doesn't that other life feel paper-thin as soon as she's thrown back into the action? doesn't it all rip apart when she's by their sides?)
uhura asks her, in the few seconds of breathing space they have, whether she's missed it.
(scotty gives her a glass of moonshine she downs quick and easy, and she knows which one she prefers.)
they're gonna fight about it. of course they're gonna fight about it. what has she ever held gripped tight in her hands that kirk hasn't tried to grab, that spock hasn't tried to trick her into dropping. what has she ever had that was ever hers and hers alone?
(this, she thinks. me, she thinks.
she used to be better at lying to herself, she thinks.)
it knows only that it needs, commander, spock says. but, like so many of us...it does not know what.
she keeps her eyes steady on the viewscreen.
what do i need, she thinks. what do i know but the fact that i do need.
what it requires of its god, doctor, is the answer to its question, 'is there nothing more?'
what more is there than the universe, spock? she asks.
it's a philosophical question.
it's the least philosophical question she's ever asked.
they lose decker and gain a new lifeform, watch evolution happen before their eyes.
what more is there than the universe?
she can see it in spock's eyes that he's staying. knows it long before he says it. there was a time, she thinks, that kirk wouldn't have even asked, would've taken her staying as guaranteed: he wants her there, so there she'll be.
he's cautious with her, now. cautious in his anger, in the anger they both know he has no right to feel.
he left. he doesn't get to miss the things he missed.
he does anyway.
bones... he says. he's older, and so is she. spock, the bastard, still looks the same as ever.
she wants to make him say it.
she wants to make both of them say it. wants to drag it out of them, beat it out of them, make them choke on it if she has to.
what do i need, she thinks. what do i know but the fact that i do need.
doctor? spock asks. he's got that little worried twist to his mouth that he's never been able to hide, not from her. they're all an open book to each other, aren't they.
aren't they still.
she should make them say it. she should.
she won't.
bones? kirk says, worry, for the first time, spilling out over the anger.
she'll give them their fight. she'll box their fucking ears if she has to. but she can't make him worry and wait, not for this.
she gets to live her life, and if they want to know what's happening - if they want to know her - then that's their responsibility, not hers. he can be angry all he wants. she's angry, too.
but where else is she gonna be, besides at their sides?
(where else, she thinks, are they ever going to end up, but at her side?)
second star on the right? she says.
kirk smiles, but spock takes a step closer, crowding into them like he always pretends he's not doing. she can see it in him, can see it in both of them, that they want to touch her. they don't, not yet. not quite.
but spock shifts just enough to brush his shoulder against her. kirk's smile gets brighter.
Spones where Spock never says "I love you" directly to McCoy, but sometimes he'll say it after he's certain McCoy's fallen asleep. Until, after an incredibly rough mission, McCoy is pretending to sleep so as not to worry him, and Spock pretends he doesn't notice that he's still awake, and says it anyway. Neither of them say anything about it, and it never happens again, but McCoy sleeps better than usual that night.
Late night sleep deprived ramble but it's actually so crazy to see the "What about children who get pregnant from rape" argument for abortion as someone who was once 12 and pregnant from a rape because like
Children don't have bodily autonomy. My mom was pro-life and if I hadn't miscarried I'd have a full teenager right now
Do yall know that kids actually don't get to make medical decisions for their own bodies
Isn't that crazy. Even before Roe v. Wade got overturned. Kids couldn't have abortions if they needed or wanted one without their parents' consent.
We should actually just let anyone have an abortion for literally any reason regardless of their age or situation
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